The question is very simple, she is also looking for Zhang Bo, knowing that Dr. Zhang is still there, because she knows very well in her heart that the deceased is Zhang Zaiyi, so where is the real Dr. Zhang, if the people on their road have killed Dr. Zhang, she will definitely know, or where he is imprisoned, she will definitely know. It is nothing more than the West Crane Garden Villa, but the people there did not give her a word, in fact, she is helping you, and she is also helping her, as long as you can find Dr. Zhang, with her revenge mentality, she would rather give up her life than take Dr. Zhang's life. Li Jingyuan said.

"Or the police have logical thinking." Liu Yang said admiringly.

"That day, he asked me to drive to follow you, but in fact, you didn't leave, I only found out about this at night, and I thought you were gone at that time." Li Jingyuan said.

"Lao Liu, you really do it, you know that you will send someone to follow you on the day of a dream." Meng Lingjun admired Liu Yang very much.

"You are not simple, break into the Bird of Paradise villa at night, that night, when I sent Wang Pingfu home and returned to the villa, you were floating down from the corridor on the third floor, I wanted to let you go, just because the fat nanny Li Pu'er yelled, so, Liu Yu's bodyguards and I had to surround you, I estimated that it was you, and one of the six flying knives and hidden weapons did not fire. Your martial arts are extremely high, we are all excellent kung fu and have been beaten to pieces by you. Your kung fu is said to be Tai Chi, but it is not Tai Chi, and it is not like Kung Fu to be weird, only the devil or the devil can play every trick and every style to such a degree. Li Jingyuan said.

"That day was me." Meng Lingjun was a little embarrassed and said: "Actually, it's Tai Chi, I'm just a little bit superficial." ”

"Modesty, who do you learn from?" Li Jingyuan asked.

"Ancestor, I've only passed on a little bit of his skin." Meng Ge said: "Meng's Tai Chi was created by the ancestors. ”

"It's all precious, but there's one more thing. Why didn't Liu Yu get involved this time, and what trick did he use? Liu Yang asked.

"Actually, Liu Yu must be against Liu Sanhan, but he is his own son, and some things can't be controlled at all, but he just let it be. This is Liu Yu's weakness. Li Jingyuan said.

"Doctor Zhang, let me ask, it's not an interrogation, don't be nervous." The female officer said with a smile. She faced Zhang Bo.

"Please." Zhang Bo said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Why did you write 'The Ballad of the Reclining Buddha'." The female police officer's face turned into a peony flower.

"The birthplace of "The Ballad of the Reclining Buddha" is my home, the courtyard wall of my house has been torn down, my mountain has been destroyed, the environmental management has been too slow, the land has disappeared in a large area, and my relatives have died under the hard stone. So I'm going to write this. I wrote it from the year when I dug the mountain and mined it, and I have been writing it until now. Zhang Bo replied and added how long he had been writing.

"There is nothing that you have written about the social situation that we do not relate to." The female police officer said.

"Because here, somebody is crying, somebody is laughing, and finally, the one who cries laughs. The laughing man cried, although it was not pretty. It's like "Haze. Burdock grass in Murat. Zhang Bo said, very emotional.

"Don't be modest." Xiao Yu said with a smile: "Your novel can be regarded as a god's pen, and it has a social effect as soon as it is written, those who are caught are caught, and those who are shot are shot." ”

"Yes. Some time ago, the director of the Land Bureau was arrested, all because of your book. The female officer said.

Cao Xueqin said: full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears. Duyun is an idiot, who understands the taste. Seemingly. No one will mistake this study for absurdity, and it can be understood. Zhang Bo said.

"To write a book is to write a book that serves the people, and I think that it is better to write a book that is rustic, because it reflects the wishes and voices of the public, and reflects the taste of people's cooking life, so that everyone feels down-to-earth in their hearts, and feels the taste of sorghum, corn, soybeans and other grains." The female police officer said.

"I'm for it." Zhou Guang said.

"I'm in favor of it too." Chi'er said.

"This view must be shared by farmers across the country." Xiao Yu said.

"It's getting late, let's go back! Yiqing, this little girl is also very strong, we don't need to worry, her whole family is in the city, there is no need to run at both ends, everyone has to save a thought, it is better to go back to school. Huang Zhongyi said.

"My father and mother are in the city, and the land in the countryside has been subleased, so I will stop for a few days and auction this Wenhe Lido, and I will return to school with peace of mind." Yiqing said that she repeated what she had just said, in order to reassure everyone.

"It's okay, I'll help you during the auction." Li Jingyuan said.

"Thank you, sister." Yiqing said.

"Yiqing, we are relieved to see you sunshine like this, let's go." Zhang Bo said.

"Farewell, two officers, let's go." Meng Ge said.

"Goodbye, see you on National Day." The female police officer said.

Everyone walked out with Zhang Bo, and the female police officer, Li Jingyuan, and Yiqing were sent out until they reached the parking lot, until Zhang Bo and everyone got into the car separately, and the female police officer, Li Jingyuan, and Yiqing returned to the office of the guild hall to chat.

The car quickly went out of the city, Santanari in front, Miao Er drove the car, Zhang Bo was the co-pilot, Huang Zhongyi, Meng Ge, Liu Yang in the back, and the rest were all sitting in the back car, slightly crowded, everyone would be there.

"Old Uncle Huang and Brother Meng are tired today, so I'll sleep a little more tomorrow morning before I go over." Miao Er said.

"It's okay, people are in good spirits at happy events." Huang Zhongyi said, stroking his beard happily.

"I'm fine, it's good to have happy events every day!" Meng Gele said ha.

"A lot of them worry about us." Zhang Bo said with great emotion.

"Things gather by like, people are divided by groups, and those who protect Liu Bei will definitely not protect Cao Cao." Huang Zhongyi said.

"My brother said that I was in my heart." Meng Ge said.

"Having said that, people are also fate, from the mountains to the mountains, from the countryside to the city, we can always get together." Huang Zhongyi said.

"We people, there are still a lot of things to do in the future, as soon as the developers on the mountain leave, the rest is the abyss, we have to ask the township and relevant departments to fill in the pits and fields, and plant trees." Zhang Bo said.

"Your doctor is quit?" Meng Ge asked.

"It must be done, now it is just a plan, use ten years to make the drinking horse spring on the mountain, the fish pond in Ximen, the river in the lower village, the river in the east village, including the stream in the west village, the stream in the middle village, all be crystal clear, there are fish in the water, natural baths, etc." Zhang Bo said that he was full of confidence.

"It's a big project, but a bulldozer, an excavator, that's hundreds of thousands." Liu Yang said.

"This is not a problem, you can only get two machines, and the state will support it." Miao Er said.

"So, go to a distant place to develop, to develop a place that is more backward than we have here, to benefit the people, where labor is cheaper. Second, take advantage of the vast mountains there, earn a lot of money to buy machinery, and do a vigorous thing for future generations. Zhang Bo said.

"In this way, if we want to fight a protracted war and shovel the big mound of the earth mountain, we can restore the entire Reclining Buddha Mountain, which is the whole picture of our Reclining Buddha Green Mountain." Liu Yang said.

"No longer build monasteries on the mountain, go to build hospitals, introduce foreign capital and high technology, focus on prevention, supplemented by treatment, and fight a tough battle against human life and diseases, epidemics, and accidents." Zhang Bo is very confident.

"This, Lao Huang and I don't even dare to think about it." Meng Ge said.

"People have to do it when they are alive, and they are more advanced than the tools used by Yugong to move mountains." Zhang Bo said.

"Speaking of which, Lao Huang and I have a little confidence." Meng Ge said.

"Decades later, our children and grandchildren will say how our grandfathers built this home, and we will grin and laugh." Zhang Bo's thinking reached a peak.

"Uncle Huang, sing a paragraph, even if you hum a few words." Miao Er drove the car and played the wheels.

"Sing what?" Huang Zhongyi asked with a smile.

"You feel free." Zhang Bo said.

"The weeds are so sad that the king and grandson of the withered Rong will go, and the hairpin will ride, farewell, the sound of the geese will not be sad, and the line will fly south to return to his hometown, I still remember, when I was a child, I looked at the sky and saw the moon and the stars were also rare, she gently chanted Jiangnan Song for me, and when I was a child, I put the word "country" in the book eleven strokes, he said not to abandon the home, Guanshan 100 horses to step on thousands of miles, the moon is cold through the iron clothes, the sword edge is greasy, and the sound is ringing! The drum horn is bright, the blood light reflects the flowing clouds, the autumn soldiers on the battlefield outside the plug, the yellow sand is attacking, and the goat milk wine in the bag is drunk, without fear! At that time, I remembered my hometown song... Huang Zhongyi proudly sang "How Miserable the Weeds".

Santana went all the way forward, and he was running with pride.

The car behind followed. (To be continued......)