He could clearly see that her big eyes were gilded with thin tears. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is very thin and thin, if it weren't for his eyes that have not been poisoned by electronic products, it is very likely that he will not see it.

Zheng Mao met inadvertently.

This kind of encounter is not good, especially in the Bac Giang City National Security Bureau.

The atmosphere was serious.

"Zheng Mao, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Zheng Mao scratched his head, and finally cleared his thoughts, this man standing on the side is Tang Xin's father who is a policeman?

The police.

Such a coincidence?

Taking a cup of warm water handed over by Tang Xin and taking a small sip, Zheng Mao only heard her father suddenly ask with a cold face, "Do you know your parents' contact information?" ”

Deep down, Zheng Mao still didn't want the two lords in the family to know about it. Busy shaking his head, his face was full of timid expressions that he was afraid of not working, and he said very 1510: "I don't know." My mom is a train attendant, and the train keeps going, so I don't know which city it's in. My dad is a writer, and I don't know when I'll be back. ”

Hearing this, Tang Chuhe asked, "Then you always know the phone number of your mother's unit, right?" ”

"I don't remember, but it's in the phone book at home," Zheng Mao replied without blushing and panting, tilting his head, and asked innocently: "Uncle policeman, what are you looking for my mother for?" ”

Ignoring this problem, Tang Chuhe was surprised, the city is not a rural area after all, especially now that the two-child policy is implemented, one by one pampered, it is rare for children to become independent at this age.

"You're home alone, boarding school time?"

Snorting, Zheng Mao said, "No, I'm a day student." ”

"Your parents are quite relieved of you," Tang Chuhe looked Zheng Mao up and down carefully: "You ......"

Looking at his scrutinizing gaze, Tang Xin, who was sitting on the side, hurriedly pulled his arm and interrupted: "Hey, don't talk about these things, my classmate didn't do anything bad." That Funco was also on the scene, why didn't you ask him to go home? ”

Co-authored this is a classmate, and that Feng Ke is not a classmate? Hearing this, Tang Chuhe looked up at the ceiling very weakly, rubbed his temples, and felt very tired and tired.

Since it's in front of classmates, or that kind of classmate, can't you give a little face?

Although he can still be majestic, he can say a few words, such as 'Font Ke can't even speak clearly, but he is afraid that he will be scared out of his mental illness, what can he ask', or 'I suspect that this classmate of yours has a problem, since you have said so, then you have to do a body search'.

What's the matter, the other party is his daughter! argues that he really has his share as a father.

It could only be pretended that nothing had happened a moment ago, and as if nothing had happened, Tang Chuhe continued to ask: "Are you sure that the revolver fell out of that person's pocket at that time, and then you picked it up while he wasn't paying attention?" ”

"That's right, when I entered the Bird Language Forest with Sister Su, I heard the sound and wanted to catch it. Afterward...... Then I hid, was knocked to the ground, right next to the man, picked up the pistol, and then he grabbed my arm and didn't notice. And then ...... And then...... I...... I'll just ......"

Hearing Zheng Mao's clear words and a little incoherent, Tang Chuhe waved his hand, he knew what was going on.

The fingerprints have been detected, although they are very vague, but they can barely recognize that there are indeed traces of Yang Jin on them. It is indeed Yang Jin who robbed the police with a gun when he committed the crime in Yanjing, and the standard pistol of the same model is easy to identify. I don't know if it happened to be a fly with a cow's tail swatting - it was a coincidence, but in that case, a child who had never touched a firearm could have fired such a crucial shot......

Well, after investigation, Tang Chuhe's senses for Zheng Mao have indeed changed a lot.

Without some courage, it would not have been possible to do this.

It's not particularly bad.

In the small room that was temporarily used as an interrogation room by Tang Chuhe, the electric fan was turning hulala, and several pages of information on the desk were blown away. And Tang Chuhe's hand was pressed on the ruler, and he glanced at Zheng Mao, who was sitting upright on the stool, and said indifferently: "Okay, you assisted the police in solving such a big case, and you still have to inform your family." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Mao, who had been shrinking back, really hesitated.

What to do?

When you hear this, you should tell a big truth, convince the other party, and no longer dwell on this matter; or nostrils facing the sky, all kinds of non-cooperation; Or, negotiate with an adult mindset?

However, he is now a little kid, and if he is willing to listen to him say a few words, he is already very face-saving. What else can you expect from each other.

Or choose to be as crooked as possible, if you can fool the past, the child seems to have a heart attack and asks where to go, "Hey, where is Sister Su?" ”

"Oh, she," after all, her daughter was watching from the sidelines, Tang Chuhe took over the conversation very facelessly, and replied: "I have made a great contribution and am writing a report." Thanks to your blessings, of course, you are on the spot if ...... Click......"

made a gesture to wipe his neck, and seeing that the other party shrank his neck in fright, Tang Chuhe was very satisfied and continued: "Then it is estimated that she will have to be suspended for investigation now." ”

"So. Life is too long, happiness is too short. Children, you have to cherish the happiness that you are so comfortable now. There are some things, don't touch them. Maybe one day, life will come to an end. Tang Chuhe said, nodding his head, looking extremely bitter.

However, Zheng Mao sounded like the crooked building was even more serious than him?

What else is the end of life?

This seems to be intimidating him, the flower of the motherland.

Of course, if it has such a connotation, at his age, should he choose not to understand, or not to understand?

Inexplicably, Zheng Mao was very unconscious.

I saw that the other party's lips moved, and he wanted to say something more, but Tang Xin, who was holding a glass of water, walked forward quickly with a limp, and directly poured the steaming cup into his mouth-

"Poof!"

Tilt your head and cover your mouth too much.

turned his face and glared angrily: "What are you doing, burn your father and me!" ”

"Why haven't you been burned to death now, you can't say a few words!" Tang Xin was very strong, and his face should be the color of angry red.

Should......

Zheng Mao was amazed by the way the two fathers and daughters got along with each other.

Of course, many years later, in the era of the information explosion, he had seen it no matter how strange it was.

But at the moment, Zheng Mao is becoming more and more unaware.

What's wrong with this?

Suddenly, there was a "creak", and the door was pushed open, and the kraft candy poked half of its head into it, as if it was startled by the movement.

With a concerned face, it was seen that Zheng Mao was not persecuted as he imagined. I also saw that Tang Chuhe's chest was wet and he was panting heavily, extremely embarrassed.

I was immediately relieved.

"I don't know how to knock before I enter the door, have you finished writing your report?" Tang Chuhe said sternly, and almost got up with the case: "Also, where those ammunition went, have you explained!" ”

The trained kraft candy shrank his head and said cautiously, "No...... None ......"

"Then move your round head and melon seeds, and close the door for me by the way," Tang Chuhe wiped the tea on his chest with a tissue, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you." ”

"Oh."

When Tang Xin smiled, the cowhide candy that originally wanted to come in to comfort Zheng Mao flashed away.

Looking at the face that is not immature or mature with glasses, compared to Xu Yun or Su Luoyan, it doesn't look as beautiful as them. However, Zheng Mao suddenly thought of a question, when he got out of school yesterday, he seemed to have told her that he might go to Qingjiang Park.

That's why, according to those people, they are very anxious to find him.

Also fell?

Sure enough, as I remembered, he was a very responsible and enthusiastic squad leader.

"Thank you."

Hearing this, Tang Xin lowered his chin and whispered slowly: "Thank me for what......"

"I've heard from those brothers and sisters," Although the actual or psychological age is about the same, after so many days, Zheng Mao's name for others has long been changed freely, and he is perfect.

"Huh? What did they say......" Tang Xin was very embarrassed at this moment, the feeling that there was no place for himself to be placed, and the whole body and mind were filled in an instant.

"I didn't say anything," Zheng Mao touched the back of his head, feeling that it was really a good child's conversation.

Not used to it.

The other person present only felt that the atmosphere around him seemed to be getting more and more wrong, looking at the indescribable shy look on his daughter's face that he had never seen before, Comrade Chu He, said that he really wanted to talk -

His mood was the same as when his father-in-law saw him.

What method should you choose, is it better to kill or cripple? Or is it better to be crippled and killed?