After hanging up Huang Ran's phone, Sun Desheng drove back to the polling bureau. By this time it was completely dark. Most of the investigators in the poll bureau have gone home from work, and only a few are still on duty.

Sun Desheng didn't bother to care about them, he went back to the office. At this time, the sign of the deputy sentence chief's office had been hung here, and Sun Fatzi looked up at the three words of the deputy sentence chief, and said to himself: "The sign is not slow, the deputy sentence chief is the deputy director......

As he spoke, Sun Desheng took out the key and opened the door. Looking at the black rumbling scene inside, he fumbled his way around the wall to find the light switch. At the moment when the light was turned on, Sun Fatzi found a figure sitting in his place. Just when Sun Desheng was startled, the electric light was turned on, and Wu Rendi was sitting in the position of the deputy sentence chief, looking at himself with his unique eyes.....

Seeing that it was Wu Rendi sitting in his place, Sun Desheng breathed a sigh of relief. Then he said with a smile: "It scared me, I thought it was who." Just now, they called me one by one, saying that last time Director Wu, you had a treat, and this time it is our turn to invite back, and the day after tomorrow ......"

"Still pretending to be stupid...... Wu Rendi glanced at Sun Desheng slowly, and then continued: "You know what I'm waiting for......

"I remember! It's the Hangzhou incident......" Sun Desheng didn't dare to be sloppy anymore, and continued: "I found Jiao Dalang, but he refused to say anything. Back and forth is just one sentence - it can only be remembered by Wu Rendi and his old man, and I can't say it...... Originally, it was a dead end here, and if it was my own business, I would have given up. But I think this is your business, my Sun Desheng ......"

Listening to Sun Fatzi's endless and just not talking about the point, Wu Rendi looked impatient and said, "Don't talk nonsense, talk about the key ......"

"I didn't find out...... Sun Desheng laughed and continued: "I have found everything that should be checked in Hangzhou, but you also know that after all, it was twenty years ago. Jiao Dalang, the only one who knew about it, gritted his teeth and refused to say, this is not really out of tricks. I'm going to come back and take the little stalk...... It's Lin Cuo, the guy who is now renamed Lin Huaibu. He has the ability to go back twenty years and know what is going on at a glance......"

Hearing that Sun Desheng planned to invite foreign aid, Wu Rendi began to hesitate. Ever since he met Jiao Dalang in Hangzhou and was taken to that dirty room by him, Director Wu has been restless. This has not happened since the death of his wife hundreds of years ago.

That's not all, Wu Rendi found that he seemed to have lost a memory. He tried his best to recover this memory, but he could not find a way. Director Wu even thought that someone had used a turbid brain on him, but there was no trace of his memory erased by the incense.

In desperation, Wu Rendi asked Sun Desheng and Huang Ran to investigate this matter. Both of these are first-class smart people, especially Sun Desheng, who is not an outsider either. If the two of them look together, there is a great chance that they will find out what happened twenty years ago. But if neither of them can find anything, then they will give up.

But now that Sun Desheng has found a foolproof way to ask Lin Cuo to go back to twenty years ago, Wu Rendi began to hesitate. From the time he saw Sun Desheng and psyllium on the rooftop, he had a vague feeling in his heart that maybe this matter should not be investigated by outsiders......

"Don't let Lin Cuo bring it in......" Wu Rendi glanced at Sun Desheng and continued: "Don't let Huang Ran check it, just ...... You can check it yourself, and it won't take three or five days to find out, and you can't wait until three or five years to ......."

When he said this, Director Wu glanced at the lonely Sun Fatzi, and then said again: "After that kid comes back, don't let him get into trouble again." It was Yang Xiao who taught him a lesson this time. Next time, maybe I can't help it, in that case, you can get him an ICU annual card in advance......"

Hearing Wu Rendi talk about psyllium, the expression on Sun Desheng's face became strange. Worried about being seen, he hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to be submissive and said, "Yes, I will definitely discipline this child well." How old are you, and you're not old enough to hate dogs......"

By the time Sun Desheng raised his head again, the seat in front of him was already empty, and Wu Rendi had already left while he was talking.

After confirming that Director Wu was not in his office, Sun Desheng let out a long breath. However, he still did not dare to sit on the chair, and turned back to sit on the sofa. took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff, and muttered to himself: "I don't dare to think about that day, he won't kill people, right......?"

may be because Yang Xiao deliberately showed mercy to his subordinates, and psyllium woke up that night. Seeing that he had returned to the most familiar place, the little Taoist priest was about to go crazy. said to Shen La, who stayed to take care of him: "Tell me, why is my life so bitter?" I've only been here for a few days? Stayed here for most of the ......"

"Okay, I'll talk to Yang Xiao when I go back, and he is too, knowing that you have a relationship with me and Sun Dasheng, he even dares to do something to you. Don't you want to mix in the polling bureau......" Shen Ra was peeling apples when he spoke. However, after peeling the apple, it was not handed to psyllium, but to Zhao Qing, who came to accompany him.

Seeing that her boyfriend handed him the apple, Zhao Qing slapped Shen lightly and said with a smile: "How can there be someone like you, the two of us are here to accompany you." Your third brother is the patient, why did you give me the fruit? Don't make trouble, the third brother will laugh. ”

"I don't know anything about you, and I don't know where to start laughing if I want to make jokes. Besides, I don't like to eat apples either......" Psyllium looked at the prospective couple in front of him, and then pointed to the grapes in the fruit basket and said, "Second sister-in-law, please wash the bunches of grapes." I want that string of green, the green one is worth ......"

Hearing psyllium call himself sister-in-law, Zhao Qing's face turned slightly red, and then he picked up a bunch of green grapes and put them in the basin, and went to the bathroom to wash the grapes.

After watching the woman leave, Psyllium made a grimace at Shen La and said, "Lazi, my second sister-in-law is really good." I just came back from Hangzhou, and I was not at home to rest in the middle of the night, so I accompanied you to the hospital to accompany me. Don't look at my age, but I can look at people. The two of you hurry up and get things done, and it looks like the Chinese New Year is coming. You're getting married, having children, and having three happy New Year's ties......"

"On the other hand, no matter how anxious I am here, it is impossible to have children as soon as I get married. Third child, are you teasing me? Shen La smiled and kicked the psyllium hospital bed, and then continued: "Xiao Zhao is really a good woman, let's wait for the New Year, let's discuss the matter of marriage." When the time comes, you will be the best man for me......"

"As long as you don't look for that Meng Qiqi as a bridesmaid, I'm afraid that at the wedding of the two of you, the two of us will do it again." Psyllium glanced at Shen La with a smile, and then continued: "When the time comes, we have to find our old Deng'er, that old boy likes to eat banquets." After eating, I still carried it in a plastic bag, and there was a mess of everything in the bag......"

When Psyllium was imagining the wedding of Shen La and Zhao Qing, the bride-to-be stood at the door. She held the grape pot in her hand and looked at Shen La with a sad expression. It's not going in, it's not leaving......

In another corner of the city, Hirohito stood on the roof of a high-rise building, looked at the moon overhead, and said to himself, "How is it possible...... Doesn't it mean that people like us can't have children? How did he do it......"

In the corner not far from him, the red-haired volcano had just turned off the second-hand lily net on his phone. He said helplessly: "It's not this, this is the ...... to find his wife."