After closing the door of the interrogation room, Director Zhou scolded him with a stinking scolding: "What kind of god did you bring back to me, why did you get me a star back, do you want me to be in the headlines, or do you want me to be on the hot search?"

Yes, Director Zhou is quite fashionable, and he understands the headline hot searches.

"This isn't a star, director. This is a piece of wood, I ate five bowls of stewed noodles from Boss Wang in the town, and I haven't paid the money yet, and people have called the police, can I not bring it back?"

Xiao Zhang also couldn't say what he was suffering, he knew that he wouldn't care about this wood, threw him on the street, and left him to fend for himself.

"Not a star?" Director Zhou was still a little skeptical.

"It's not. Xiao Zhang hurriedly reassured.

"Then I'll meet him. Director Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

"But this guy may have a bit of a problem with his head, director. Xiao Zhang hurriedly gave the leader a preventive shot, so as not to be criticized for a while.

"Hmm, what's an abnormal method?" Director Zhou took back the hand that was about to push the door.

"It should be that you are stupid in reading, or you are crazy in acting, and what you say is classical Chinese. Seeing the director's stunned look, he quickly explained, "When I asked him his age, he gave me a sentence of 'four out of twenty', which is classical Chinese." ”

"Classical Chinese, fortunately, I've read books, let me learn about it. "Cut, pretend to be a literati, who wouldn't, anyway, I, Zhou Weimin, am also an intellectual.

After sitting down, Director Zhou began to look at the little thief who had eaten the overlord's meal.

Unkempt and unkempt, but those eyes are bright, and they can not dodge under their own pressure.

Eight feet tall, dignified, and his hands are covered with calluses, at first glance, he looks like a person who has been killed for a long time, no, he has worked hard.

Sitting in a sitting posture, breathing calmly, and still in this place, he can still be in danger, which can be described as a good man.

Well, the above is Director Zhou's inner drama, but there is a little more scene.

"Let's ask, who is in the audience?" Director Zhou's tone was presentable, and Xiao Zhang was startled.

"Zhu Quan. "And then it was gone.

"Wait, why don't you give money for eating noodles?"

"I don't have any money, and I will repay him well. "This means that I don't have money now, and when I have money in the future, I will be rewarded handsomely.

After thinking about it carefully, Director Zhou basically understood what it meant, so let's finish it.

"Say your address, contact information, ID number, leave a record, and you're good to go. ”

“。。。。 "I don't understand.

"And leave your address... "After thinking about it for a while, there is no teaching in the classical Chinese how to say the ID number, forget it, then don't say it," and the transcript, you can leave. ”

"Director, let it go?" Xiao Zhang felt that this was too simple, so he just chatted a few words of classical Chinese, and it was over?

"Otherwise, you will leave him to eat and sleep. He glanced at him angrily, Director Zhou planned to withdraw, Chinese is not easy to learn.

Xiao Zhang fartfully untied the lock on the chair, and then handed over a signature pen and motioned for Zhu Quan to sign the transcript.

Zhu Quan held the signature pen and wondered in his heart: "This thing is definitely not a brush, but it is similar to the shape of a brush, but the tip of the pen is too sharp." ”

He can still understand the transcript, it is nothing more than signing and drawing, which is easy to understand.

The "snap" pen is broken, and the transcript is rotten.

Zhu Quan didn't expect his strength to be so great now, he just used the method of using a brush to sign and draw according to his previous habit, but he didn't expect that the pen was broken without much force.

Director Zhou, who walked to the door, turned his head when he heard the voice, and when he saw the rotten pen, he looked confused.

"Director, he destroys public property. "Xiao Zhang hurriedly made a small report, let your wood offend me, hum.

"Forget it, press the handprint, I'll go have a sip of tea, and let him go when I'm done." "Director Zhou doesn't want to continue to rush into Chinese, and his brain cells can't bear it.

After pressing the handprint, Zhu Quan was taken out of the interrogation room by Xiao Zhang, and Zhu Quan still turned back three times before leaving, probably missing that cool place.

When passing by the director's office, Zhu Quan saw the old man who had just been able to communicate with him, and then he stopped, turned around, and walked into the director's office.

"I'll go, that's the situation. Xiao Zhang felt that he had to be scolded again.

Without waiting for Xiao Zhang to report, Zhu Quan took the initiative to speak, yes, this time he opened his mouth first: "Dare to ask the old man, is there a post station nearby?"

"You don't have any money, how can you live in a hotel?" When he saw Zhu Quan, Director Zhou was slightly surprised, but he also answered his question.

Zhu Quan was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Looking at a person whose head is not very bright, worrying about food and housing, Director Zhou felt a little sad and a little soft-hearted.

"Hey, forget it, I'll be a peacemaker, see if I can find you a place to eat and stay, you come with me. Director Zhou tidied up his uniform and led Zhu Quan out.

He looked at Zhu Quan's young age, tall figure, and estimated that he had a little strength, maybe he could do Boss Wang a small favor and eat with a mouthful.

Out of the gate of the police station, turn right, walk about 100 meters, then turn right, walk through this T-shaped intersection, and walk another thirty or fifty meters, you can get to Boss Wang's braised noodle restaurant.

When the three of them were about to cross the intersection, they suddenly heard the shrill sound of horns, followed by the screams of passers-by.

Zhu Quan only saw a boxy black box with four wheels rushing over with lightning speed, and not far in front of the box, there was a cardamom girl who was about to cross the road.

Although Zhu Quan has not learned any inertia or dynamics, according to his experience, if this black box hits it, that girl will basically die.

At the beginning, when he rode a war horse and accelerated with a whip, he could knock Yuanmeng Tartar into foaming at the mouth, not to mention that the speed of this black box far exceeded his own war horse.

Although Zhu Quan was born in the Gong Wei Division, although the Gong Wei Division is dark and dirty in the eyes of the world, and has killed countless people, Zhu Quan can never bear to watch an innocent little girl die here.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Quan rushed to the little girl, picked up his waist with his left hand, unloaded the momentum of the forward rush in a roundabout, and slapped his right hand on the black box.

Because this thing has the intention of killing, Zhu Quan did not spare any strength at all, according to his own estimate, even if it is a war horse, it should be whining and mourning after receiving his own palm.

Everyone only heard a "boom", a yellow-haired young man who was eating watermelon, and squirted out the watermelon pulp in his mouth in one bite.

The expression was like seeing that.

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Find out what happens next, and read the next chapter!