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Tang Lin sat on a one-piece bench at the Beigongmen bus stop, his tough face soaked in the blood-colored sunset. Looking up, he was dressed in a straight inspector's uniform, shining brightly, looking quite tall, not fat, and even a little emaciated. But anyone who has seen him shirtless knows that this guy is undressed and covered in Vajra-like muscles.

He sat there quietly, took out the private mobile phone that he hadn't lost, turned it on, and then sent a WeChat message to the female mayor: I'm looking for a house, the sun is going to set.

He only has a friend of the female mayor in his WeChat, and no one else has added it, so he refuses to add it because his WeChat is specially opened for the female mayor. When I was in the same city, I didn't think WeChat was so convenient, but when I was suddenly separated from the two places, I immediately realized that the thing developed by Penguin was really reliable and intimate.

The female mayor replied quickly, and it was a voice message, Tang Lin was stunned, because they rarely use voice, what did Huang Ying say? He immediately put on his headphones.

The female mayor's slightly official but gentle voice immediately came: By the way, I will teach you a new method, you can directly use WeChat to search for people nearby, recently there are many young landlords in Jiujing City who rent houses through Guò WeChat, interesting.

The female mayor's tone suddenly became a lot younger, but Tang Lin was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously replied: Is it reliable?

The female mayor voiced again: You listened to me right, maybe there will be an affair, go ahead.

The female mayor's voice was full of happiness and relaxation, and she seemed to be looking forward to the upcoming days when the two of them would live together secretly in Jiujing City.

Tang Lin took off his headphones and searched with a hint of curiosity and a hint of question, huh? Is there really one? A girl with misty hair and aggrieved eyes that seemed to have tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, and then a very strange name: rent a house, just today.

However, Tang Lin immediately denied himself, and in the next second, a concept flashed in his mind, about 0 cannons. This blurry little avatar, with long flowing hair, seductive lips, and a rental house, right today.

What does that mean? Of course, this girl is lonely today, make an appointment, come quickly.

Tang Lin really didn't have any concept of the word about 0 guns before he met the third child of the Lu family, but after meeting the third child of the Lu family, he became very sensitive to this matter.

His sanity told him that this was another scammer who solicited customers under the guise of renting out the house, and that would certainly be a lot of income when the room rate plus that tip would be a lot of money. If two more accomplices rush into the house halfway to make an immortal jump, well, the man who went to about 0 guns will be completely unlucky.

Tang Lin was just killed by a disabled person in the subway, so he is now full of a sense of justice as a policeman, hmph, he saw it anyway, he went to play, he never seemed to have played like this since he came out of the army.

He didn't believe that he would be deceived and killed again, hmph, this time he Tang Lin wanted to eliminate harm for the people. So the ghost sent the god to directly add someone as a friend, the second friend in his WeChat.

The other party added it quickly, and it seemed that he had been holding his mobile phone and waiting for the stupid guy to put it on. Immediately afterwards, a voice message was thrown directly, and his voice was a little hoarse and lazy, with a hint of a new capital accent that had not yet fully degenerated:

"Hey, Dabeili Scissors Hutong, the old yard, 7,000 a month without counteroffering, come now, otherwise get out!"

Tang Lin immediately felt weak in his heart after hearing this, Nima, is this Jiujing City even disabled and young lady so arrogant? Could it really be that the feet of the Son of Heaven are the three qualities of people and officials?

His anger came up completely, opened the Street View map to search, and then raised his legs and left. Dabeili Scissors Hutong is not far from him, and there is indeed a only piece of old house that has not been demolished, not the old Jiujing courtyard in the strict sense, it turned out to be a more crowded civilian area, there are small alleys in the small alley, and then go into it along a small door, a main house and a partial house.

However, if Rao is like this, if there is such an industry in the fourth ring of Jiujing City, it is definitely more than a multimillionaire, and it is enough to live without going to work or working, just relying on rent or waiting for demolition. Moreover, the scissors alley is still the site of the previous dynasty, and there are many celebrities, and there are many stories that have been passed down by word of mouth to this day.

Tang Lin walked through the streets and alleys, and when he came to the scissors alley, the sun had completely set, and a few dim street lamps on the few street lamp poles covered with small advertisements on the side of the road were a little weak, and his shadow was suddenly stretched very long.

There are all kinds of voices in the alleys, the noise of children, all kinds of teasing and greeting from the old Jiujing City, and I don't know who is singing "Phoenix Legend" on TV.

Tang Lin's anger suddenly disappeared a lot, and according to the guidance of the woman with a hint of Xindu accent, he came to a mottled gate building at the right corner of the alley.

The gate tower is very old at a glance, the small herringbone frame structure, the wooden beams below, and the green tiles that I don't know what year and month are above, but the wind and rain are blowing, some of the tiles are loose and fall off, and some have been missing most of them. In front of the door, there were two stone tethered horse stakes more than one meter high, with round holes at the top.

Leaning against the mottled pillars of the gatehouse, a woman with long black hair straight but somewhat casually scattered in front of her, dressed in a short light gray ostrich fleece, a high-necked ankle-slitting tight sweater, and black naked boots.

Between the white, slender fingers of his right hand was a cigarette.

Eyes, a pair of eyes exactly the same as WeChat avatars, smart, clear but decadent and lazy, there always seems to be something shiny in it, I don't know if it's tears or the original birth is so pitiful.

The woman was not very old, only in her early twenties, and she was smoking skillfully as if there was no one around, and the eyes of the poor man were staring at a few dead grasses on the gray wall in a daze.

Standing opposite the woman was a powerful and sturdy German Dane with a height of one meter. The whole body is dark, the hair is short, there is not a single stray hair, the huge size and smooth muscle lines like flowing clouds, never look clumsy, the forequarters are stretched and the hindquarters are extremely powerful.

Tang Lin secretly admired in his heart: he is worthy of being the sun god among dogs. It's just that the owner of such a good Black Dan turned out to be a young lady who stood on the street and sold herself, which really made people feel depressed that the pearl secretly spoiled good things.

"Dog, bite him!" Who knew that the dusty woman who smoked was directly killed by Tang Lin!

You must know that the German Great Dane, also known as the "German Mastiff", has always been used to hunt huge European wild boars and guard castles, and now this street girl actually opens her mouth to ask her dog to bite someone?

Tang Lin instinctively adjusted his posture and defense in an instant, and yelled, "Wait, I'm here to rent a room!" ”

Who knew that the girl standing on the street didn't blink her eyes with water, didn't even look at him, and spit out a puff of smoke gloomily and disdainfully, "Don't rent, Lao Tzu hates the police the most!" ”

Tang Lin's heart fell to the bottom, and his body was ready to fight against the Great Dane, yes, how could a woman standing on the street not hate the police?