Two hours later, the police station on the northern outskirts of the city of Bilbao. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a small house, Fan Bizhuang and Molina sat on each side, you look at me, I look at you, playing a game of staring at each other.

"I suddenly thought it was quite interesting, as if every time I came to this city, the last place I had to go was here."

After a while, Fan Bizhuang suddenly broke the silence in the small room, grinned to himself, and sighed. He remembered the last time he had gone to Athletic Club Bilbao with Molina for a tryout, only to send the beaten Rustor to the hospital, and this time, to send Felisa back to the Basque Country, only to be sent here again.

The most enjoyable thing is that the reason for the two "crimes" was because of Rusto, and I don't know if Rusto, who was beaten again with a blue nose and swollen face, was lucky or unlucky.

Sure enough, Molina also laughed: "I don't understand, why do you seem to be on a par with Rusto, and beat him every time......"

Speaking of this, Molina suddenly stopped talking, and it suddenly occurred to him that this time, it seemed that this time, the person who did it was himself, not Fan Bizhuang.

In the back alley, Fan Bizhuang was about to teach Rusto a deep lesson, but Molina rushed out, grabbed the chair, threw it aside, and then beat Rustor like crazy. At that time, Fan Bizhuang and Felisha were stupid, and they didn't expect that Mr. Detective, who had always been honest and stoic, would come to such a show.

You know, when he was in the restaurant, Rustor insulted him like that, Molina couldn't help himself, and now he did it again, which is a bit inexplicable.

But the Spring Festival is not ambiguous at all, this cheap dog obviously remembers the events of a few months ago, holding a grudge, and when Rustor was humming, he jumped on top of him, happily soaked in urine, and made a mark.

Then, the police arrived, so both Fan Bizhuang and Molina were taken to the police station, and Rustor was temporarily taken to the hospital. But it's not a big deal to think about it, it's just some flesh and skin suffering, Molina is much more rational than Fan Bizhuang, and he won't make too big a dead hand.

Fan Bizhuang is not a stupid person, why Molina did this, he knows very well, and there is a trace of emotion in his heart. Although Felisa yelled at him on the phone for a while, in fact, Molina really had nothing to say to him, and he was righteous enough.

"You don't have to, Molina." Fan Bizhuang shook his head and said softly, "This kind of bastard with no shame, I will always teach him how to be a man when I see him once, so that he will have to take a detour when he sees you in the future." ”

Molina ignored him, but just admonished him: "You are now a professional footballer, you have to restrain your temperament and character, and it is good to fight for a while, but the bad influence caused by it may cause you trouble." Don't be so impulsive in the future. ”

Fan Bizhuang's temperament is gradually cultivated from childhood to adulthood, and there are indifferent and violent factors hidden in his bones. He pursed his lips, but he didn't refute it, he remembered the match against Valencia, and he remembered Mr. Manuel's words, and finally nodded.

The atmosphere fell silent again, and Fan Bizhuang found a conversation and continued to talk to Molina.

"You said you would go back to the Basque Country and take care of something, and then you would come to me. That's what to deal with? Working in a restaurant? Look at people's faces, and then be severely humiliated? Fan Bizhuang looked at the other party mockingly, "I'm sorry, it's not that I look down on the job of the waiter, but I think, this is not the job you like at all, why should you wronged yourself?" ”

"I wanted to be closer to Felisa, I used to be busy with work and neglected Felisa, and now I want to take better care of her. At least I don't have to run around to work in a restaurant, and I can spend more time with her. Molina replied.

"I finally understand why Felisa ran away from home and came to Villarreal to find me." Speaking of Felisa, Fan Bizhuang obviously thought more, he waved his hand, "I was very strange before, but now that I think about it, in fact, Felisha has long seen that you are not doing well in your work, and she is not happy even with her, she wants to help you do something, at least to make her father a little happier, and do what she wants to do." ”

"You're really nice to Felisa, but with all due respect, you don't know your daughter."

Molina opened her mouth to refute, but in the end she didn't say anything, just hung her head in despair.

"She loves you so much, Mr. Molina. Just as you love her as much as you do, so does she. Fan Bizhuang looked straight at him and extended the invitation again, "So, Mr. Molina, are you willing to accept your daughter's kindness?" As I said before, I'm still short of an agent, and if you will, I don't have a problem here. ”

Molina was silent, looked at the iron door of the small room, and sighed lightly: "I don't know how Felisa is doing outside, she should be worried about us, right?" ”

At this time, a policeman opened the door and beckoned to Fan Bizhuang: "Fan, you can go." Remember, Oriental boy, don't cause trouble next time, I don't want to see you here for the third time. ”

This young policeman and Fan Bizhuang are also acquaintances, he still has an impression of Fan Bizhuang, a few months ago, Fan Bizhuang was also sent here, but he didn't expect that a few months later, the other party came here again. But this time it's obviously better than the last time, the main culprit is Molina, he's just a soy sauce character, and it's not serious.

That is to say, after paying the fine, Fan Bizhuang can leave, while Molina still needs to stay for a while, mainly to see if the victim is still pursued, if Rustor clearly wants to sue Molina, then Mr. Detective is likely to face the fate of imprisonment.

Fan Bizhuang stood up and looked back at Molina, who was waving at him: "You go out first, help me take care of Felisa." And also. Remember not to have any thoughts you shouldn't have, or I won't let you go. ”

Fan Bizhuang understood what the other party was referring to, pursed his lips, and walked out of the room without hesitation. Even if he stayed inside and shared the weal and woe with Molina, it would be useless, it would be better to go out first, first, to take care of Felisa, and second, to think of a way when he goes out.

"Stinky rascal!"

Outside the police station, by the flower bed, Felisa was sitting there, next to the Spring Festival and Christmas with her, when she saw Fan Bizhuang coming out, she immediately screamed, ran over, and then kept looking back, crying out, "What about Mr. Contrares?" Why didn't he come out? ”

Fan Bizhuang shook his head, touched her head, and did not speak.

The young policeman who accompanied Fan Bizhuang out sneered: "Of course that gentleman is still staying inside." Ha, the victim is still in the hospital at the moment, as the 'murderer', he naturally has to wait for the result, if the other party wants to sue him, he has to go to prison for a while. ”

Felisa's tears immediately flowed, grabbing Fan Bizhuang's clothes and sobbing softly.

"It's okay, Felisa, trust me, Molina will be out soon."

The young policeman interjected again: "Will you be able to come out soon?" Ha, Oriental boy, you don't know the laws of our country, do you? I'm sure that if he is prosecuted, the gentleman will face at least three months in prison and a fine of no small amount...... It's not too young, and it's even learning how young people fight and fight, ha, the crime of maliciously hurting people is not light......"

Fan Bizhuang sighed softly, he knew that this policeman was right, he had been in the Iberian Peninsula for so many years, and he was a frequent visitor to the bureau in Barcelona, and he knew the doorway inside, and if there was no external factor, Molina would definitely face accusations.

Felisa in his arms has a tendency to cry more and more, Fan Bizhuang can't bear it, he understands the deep relationship between the father and daughter, he wants to comfort, but he can't start.

"Trust me, Felisa, Molina will come out soon."

After saying this, Fan Bizhuang hesitated for a moment, then took out the phone from his pocket and pressed the number that had not been contacted for a long time.

"Ha, listen, listen to who this is? Please forgive me for not being able to hear who you are for a while, no way, who made you not contact me for a long time, so, are you sure you are...... Fan? ”

An old, but clearly in a good mood, voice came from the other end of the line.

"It's me, Mr. Pueta."

"Well, such cold words, only you, a cold boy, can say them. Okay, you're fine, you're never going to call me, tell me, what's the matter? Uh, forgot to mention, how are you doing lately? ”

Fan Bizhuang's face was a little embarrassed, but thinking about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case, every time he called Mr. Pueta, it seemed that he was in trouble, which was also the reason why he rarely made this call, he caused a lot of trouble, and every time he asked Mr. Pueta to help wipe his ass, he was also a little unnatural.

"It's been okay lately, I've been living pretty well in Villarreal, I'm ......"

"What do you mean by good? Ha, do you think I haven't been paying attention to the news over there in the United States, but Fidel has only been on the phone with me for a short time, and I heard that you beat people up again? It seems like it's still on a football field? …… Wow, that's pretty cool! I said Fan, with your character, what are you still a professional player, or else, let's go back to Tongs, relaxed, without scruples, what do you want to do......"

“……”

Fan Bizhuang was a little speechless, but his heart was more moved, thinking of the old man who was out of tune, far away from Spain, but still concerned about himself, a warm feeling permeated his body.

"Mr. Pueta, I've caused some trouble in the Basque Country, and if you have a way, I'd like to ......"

"I know it's okay for you guy to call, where are you now? Street? Hotel? Or the police station? What a damn ...... Okay, I'll make a call, someone will take care of it, I hope you don't get into a lot of trouble, by the way, you shouldn't be smuggling arms or selling drugs, if so, I can't help you......"

"Hehe......" Fan Bizhuang could only laugh dryly, this old man's brain hole was too big, even he couldn't resist it, "I'm outside, it's my friend, because of me, he is still in the police station and may face charges...... Uh, we beat up a pig in the street......"

"Okay, that's it for now, I'll take care of it...... By the way, Fan, you're really not going back to Tongs? ”

"......" (To be continued.) )