The smell of incense emanates from the bamboo tubes on the fire.

Fang Fang walked over, took off the bamboo tube, and looked in from the mouth of the tube, the yellow and clear steamed bird's eggs were just right. She took a deep breath and heard a gurgling sound in her stomach.

"It's time to eat!" She placed the bamboo tube on a large half-human-high rock, but she didn't know how to eat it.

"Do you have a spoon? The bamboo tube is so deep, how can you eat it? Fang Fang walked over and kicked the man and asked.

"Break the bamboo tube in half, I've already made a cut on it, I don't need to use much force." The man rolled his eyes, "Without me, you can't eat the food in your mouth!" ”

Fang Fang really found the cut of the knife on the bamboo tube, and as soon as she said it, the bamboo tube cracked in response to the sound, divided into two halves, and a tube full of hot steamed bird eggs was presented in front of her, and the aroma came to her face.

At this time, the little policeman also gave up calling the "village chief" and walked over. Seeing the golden and fragrant steamed bird's eggs, the little policeman glanced at the man who was tied up and sighed: "You really opened my eyes!" Those who know the situation know that you are here to commit a crime, and those who do not know the situation still think that you are here for a picnic! ”

"Brother policeman, eat together?" Fang Fang asked.

The little policeman smiled and said, "Is this an invitation?" In the face of such beautiful food, I would be a fool if I refused it! ”

"If you want to eat, you're a fool! Those people are coming, you should stand at the intersection and roll down the big rock to kill them when you see someone coming! The man shouted under the tree.

The little policeman pointed indignantly at the man and said, "First, no one will come here; Second, even if someone comes, it is not necessarily a bad person. Third, even if the bad guys come, they can't be stoned. You're so handsome... Hey! Your outward appearance and heart are now unified! ”

The little policeman snatched the branch from Fang Fang's hand and threw it on the ground, shaking his head, "A cultured person with taste like us has to eat in style!" I dare say that using bamboo chopsticks is definitely more stylish than using wooden chopsticks. Why? Zheng Banqiao said that no meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar! Wait a minute, I'll make you a pair of bamboo chopsticks in minutes! ”

The little policeman got a bamboo branch and started making bamboo chopsticks.

"Hey, brother policeman, you were very good to that guy before, why?" Fang Fangqiang held back his hunger and accosted the little policeman.

"In the days when the black wind rises, in the days when I see migratory birds flying south and singing, in the days when the red lotus blooms and the cherry blossoms pass away, in the passage of thousands of years, I always burst into tears. Because, I always can't get enough of it... My kind! The little policeman's hand stopped, he looked up at the sky, and said faintly, "Yet loneliness surrounds me like an endless sea, and I cannot see the direction of the coast, for my kind is so scarce..."

"Hey, can you be shorter?" Fang Fang urged in annoyance.

"You're embarrassing me, flat and direct narration is not my narrative style. My narrative must have the grandeur of Huang Yi, the delicacy of Jin Yong, the quaintness of Liang Yusheng, the steepness of Gu Long, the lingering of Qiong Yao, the majesty of Jiangnan, the magnificence of Cangyue, the humor of nine knives, and the weirdness of the third uncle of the Southern School! The little policeman said calmly.

"I hope you pursue Ouyang Xiu's refinement! Don't be so verbose! Fang Fang shouted.

The little policeman nodded, "I'll try." ”

"Everything is connected, and my connection with him lies in one commonality—loneliness!" The little policeman said lightly, "This loneliness is what I call 'handsome sadness'!" Things are divided into groups, people are like like people, and when we can't find the same kind, we will feel boundless loneliness! It's like when you're trekking through the desert and you see a thorn and you're glad to see it, because in that environment, she's your kind, you're all creatures! When you meet a Chinese person in the United States, you will feel cordial, because you are the same kind, a Chinese with black hair and yellow skin! And so on. It's hard to find a handsome guy of my level in reality who is on the same level as himself, which makes me feel lonely! In this way, you can understand why when I meet a handsome guy of the same kind - that is, the same level, I feel that I have found my own kind and I can't help but feel happy. When I met that guy earlier, I was confused by his appearance, and I felt the joy of meeting his kind, who knew that he was a villain! It's just a façade! ”

The little policeman then made his chopsticks.

"By the way, you just said that it is actually easy to use Ouyang Xiu's narrative style to narrate this matter: in the mountains of a certain anti-thief, I saw that the thief faintly had the appearance of Song Yu Pan'an, and he was attracted to the same kind, and he felt sorry for him."

The bamboo chopsticks were finally ready, and the little policeman respectfully handed the chopsticks to Fang Fang.

"Even in the wild, only such chopsticks are worthy of such food, such beauty, and such beauty!"

Fang Fang took the chopsticks and silently placed them on the big stone in front of him.

"Now that the style is there, I'm afraid I won't have anything to eat!" She slowly raised her hands.

"What's wrong?" The little policeman asked, he turned around, and saw three burly men standing behind him with guns, the muzzles of which were facing him and Fang Fang.

The little policeman's face showed a hint of panic, but he quickly regained his composure, and said to Fang Fang: "Now, military enthusiasts love to play real guns with imitation guns, after all, not all people can play real guns like me!" That's right, I believe in my own eyes! ”

The little policeman stood up and said to the three men, "You are running around with imitation guns and scaring this young lady!" You guys are so naughty, does your family know that? ”

"Idiot!" The man tied under the tree cursed in a low voice.

The big man standing in the middle was wearing sunglasses, and the little policeman couldn't see his expression clearly. A moment later, he raised his gun, and with a "bang", the birds fluttered and flew up.

The little policeman's face turned pale suddenly, "It's not an imitation gun, is it?" That's illegal possession of a firearm! Is this a crime to know? But if you take the initiative to hand me over the gun now, you'll get a light shot! ”

The little cop spoke slowly, as if realizing that there was little chance that his words would have an effect.

The man with sunglasses was clearly in the lead. He stroked his chin with his left hand, as if thinking.

"Have you figured it out? In handling cases, our police have always been lenient in confessing and strict in resisting..."The little policeman wants to further intensify the psychological offensive.

"Figured it out! We don't have a grudge against the police, you hand over your gun, you can get out of here safely, as for this young lady," the man in sunglasses interrupted the little policeman's words and pointed at Fang Fang, "It's our friend, who was kidnapped by that woman, we will solve it in private, so we won't bother the police comrades!" ”

Fang Fang's face was overjoyed, "You were sent by Mr. Bai to pick me up?" ”

The man in sunglasses nodded expressionlessly.

"Another nerd!" The man tied under the tree cursed in a low voice.

The little policeman was furious and stood up with a slap of a stone.

"This is a society governed by the rule of law! No one is allowed to set up a private court! I will be responsible for the case I am responsible for to the end, and you will never be allowed to take the criminal suspects and victims away without permission! Also, you have illegal guns, you must follow me to the police station to be dealt with! ”

After the little policeman finished speaking, he reached for his waist and touched the gun.

"Then I can't help it!" The man in sunglasses said, pointing the trigger on the little policeman's chest.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Three gunshots rang out, and the little policeman's figure fell backwards violently, his head hitting the big rock, and blood slowly seeped out and flowed down his slightly immature face.

Fang Fang was dumbfounded, and only then did she be convinced that the gang in front of her was definitely not good, and even the police killed them, they must be extremely vicious, and they were in big trouble today.

The man in sunglasses winked, and the big man with a scar on his face standing next to him walked up to Fang Fang and pointed his gun at her head.

"For... Why? Fang Fang asked tremblingly.

"For us, it's just a business, just like a vegetable seller sells a handful of green vegetables, and a sweet potato seller sells a roasted sweet potato." The man in sunglasses said slowly, "You're lucky, there are two people to bury you." Die early and be reborn early, and become a good person in the next life! ”

Fang Fang glanced at the man tied under the tree, and saw that he seemed to be struggling hard, but he didn't break free.

Fang Fang closed her eyes, and two lines of tears flowed down her fair cheeks.