In a low-rent house on the outskirts of the imperial capital, its owner was holding his mobile phone and dialing 110 to call the police.

"Hey, cops? I'm going to call the police, I'm the landlord of a low-cost rental house, and in the middle of the night last night, my tenants often heard men crying in the basement.

Can you send the police to investigate? ”

"Okay, is your basement inhabited?"

"Yes, there's a fat man."

"Did you call him?"

"I did, but it worked, but he didn't answer, and besides, he was just a child under 17 years old, and he should have been dumb after crying all night. But he's still crying. ”

"Okay, we understand, please leave your address, and we will call the police immediately."

"Okay, the address of my low-cost rental house is ......"

After hanging up the phone, a police car was dispatched from the Imperial Capital Police Station and rushed to the scene of the incident.

The low-rent house described in the phone was not very far from the police station, and the police car stopped on the side of the road next to the low-rent house in about three minutes.

This is a low-rent housing that is often seen in a developed city.

The area is not large, and the height is not high, but in fact, the more ordinary the low-rent housing it seems, the more ordinary people can't guess how many people can fit in it and how many basements can be dug.

Of course, the young people who work hard in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou may miss this deeply.

The owner of this low-rent house is a middle-aged man who is somewhat bald.

After a brief conversation with the police, the middle-aged man led the policeman to the entrance of the basement.

At this time, the time is just dawn, and the people in the low-rent housing have just woken up from their slumber.

In the past, people in low-rent housing woke up and their jobs were simple, buying groceries and going to work.

Today, however, it's a little different.

At this time, the entrance to the basement was already surrounded by circles of melon-eating people, talking to each other about the cry coming from the basement, like killing pigs.

When three police officers arrived in a police car, they immediately heard the voice.

"Ah——! Ah——!h ”

How desperate it sounds.

The feeling of Hawking facing Tyson on the dueling ring, the desolation that seemed to spread beyond the clouds, was not much weaker than the heart-piercing feeling of a Parkinson's patient who could be cured by learning that he had to run the 110 hurdles in 12.88 seconds.

"Are you sure it's a 17-year-old?"

Among the policemen, one of the older looking speakers.

"Yes, he's 17 years old, and I've seen his ID card! He came to the imperial capital at the age of 15 to work hard, and I heard that he was farming in his hometown in Shaanxi. ”

"What, will you allow us to kick the door?"

The officer asked.

"If it's really as you said, this child cries from dark to dawn, then this child probably has an accident.

If you don't want to, we, the police, can pay for the repair of this door. ”

"It's okay, it's a big deal, I'll change the door."

Landlord Road.

"Okay, Xiao Li Xiaozhang, you cover me, I'll kick the door."

Police Road.

Immediately, under the leadership of the landlord and the onlookers of the melon-eating crowd, the police walked into the basement.

But what the police didn't expect was that the cries in the basement were much louder than they could be heard on the ground.

It's like a magic sound.

If the sound above is like someone talking loudly next to your ear, then the voice in the basement is Han Hong holding a megaphone and singing about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in your ear.

Although there is no Han Hong in this world, it ...... There is an extra little diva named Mu Rufeng.

Just as the eardrums of the police and the landlord were about to burst at the sound of the sound, they finally arrived at the door of the rented room of the child with an explosive lung capacity.

The police knocked on the door first, but there was no response.

After slamming the door a few times, there was still no response, and the cry was still so loud.

In desperation, the police finally adopted the method of kicking the door.

Fortunately, with the consent of the homeowner, and the homeowner also said on the phone, he could not find the key to the basement house.

Now, kicking down the door is the best option.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion sounded.

For a moment, the explosion directly overshadowed the crying.

After the sound subsided, the door was not kicked open, but the crying stopped abruptly.

The police and the homeowner looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

But it was clear that the man inside heard the explosion and stopped crying.

"Wait, that kid should be coming out soon."

The policeman who kicked the door said.

Everyone nodded in unison.

"How...... What's going on...... The plot is not right, huh? At this time...... How could someone kick the door. ”

The tenant in the house whispered.

At this time, his eyes were red, and his sockets were red and swollen, which was indeed the appearance of crying all night.

However, at this time, he did not have the slightest self-consciousness, just like a standard, inflated big man's posture.

There is no B number.

Pull open the door and look towards the door.

At this time, what caught the eyes of the police was a seventeen-year-old young man.

This is obviously a moving lump of 200 pounds of fat!

Of course, the police didn't say it directly.

"Lei Chubby. What the hell are you? I've heard complaints from people that you've been crying all night underground, and the whole building thinks the haunted ghosts can't sleep in the middle of the night.

Didn't you see me call the police? What the hell is going on? To make it clear, uncle, I will give you ideas, there is no hurdle in life that cannot be overcome. ”

Before the police could speak, the owner of the house on the side said several words in succession, and complained in passing.

And after hearing the words of the owner, the fat surnamed Lei, who weighed 200 pounds, immediately showed a guilty look.

"I'm sorry uncle, I ...... I was just...... I remembered my family. ”

Hearing this, I remembered what the owner said before, this 200 catties of fat was from rural Shaanxi, and the police officers present understood why the child cried so badly.

When you live alone, you can be a little lonely.

And this child obviously thought of his girlfriend in his hometown when he felt helpless and his psychological defense line was the most fragile, and then he was out of control.

After all, it's a rural person, and it's normal to fall in love at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

So, after removing the two policemen who were squatting on the ground and whispering, 'I hate to get rid of single dogs,' the slightly older policeman strode forward, patted the child on the shoulder, and said.

"Homesick and missing your wife?! Now, here you go. ”

As he spoke, the policeman handed the boy a green hat.

"This is something I always carry with me, and I give it to you. Those of us who are police officers often don't get to see our families. It's probably the same as yours.

In order to make up for my family, I often admonish myself with this. 'Be nice to your wife'.

Now that I'm giving it to you, I want to open it.

You're working hard now just so that she can live a better life in the future, right? It's okay to be bitter now, and I must make up for it later. ”

"Thank you."

200 pounds of fat took the hat and said solemnly.

Seeing that the 200 catties of fat had already been opened, the police and the owner briefly explained a few words, and then left the basement.

After the police left, the 200 catties of fat returned to their room.

In this situation where no one knows.

He clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind.

'Purple smoke, Xiaoli, since God has given me a chance to be reborn, I will not waste it in vain if I die. In this life, I will not let that tragedy happen again.

This Da Chen, I will destroy it, and then, let you be the queen of Da Chen, and I will be the king! ’