After tasting the delicious snacks and drinks, Tang Jian and Xin Mila only stayed for a short time before deciding to say goodbye to the priest.

"Are you going back?"

Father An, who was eating a croquette, put down the bite and asked.

"There's no way, it's such a big disaster. I'm afraid that the report on self-examination alone would have to fill several pages. ”

Tang Jian took the tissue Xie Baozhen handed him and wiped the crumbs on the side of his mouth with it.

"I'll entrust you with my share, Tang Jian."

Xin Mila said secretly laughing on the side.

"It's not impossible. But if you go back early, can you feed me the fish? I'm not sure how much to feed in the morning, if it's enough. ”

Tang Jian stood up, and Xin Lila also stood up with him, and said, "No problem, the key is still under the insole, right?" ”

"Changed the location, I found that the insole was too dirty last night and took it to wash, and now I guess it's not dry. The new location was in the fire cabinet at the end of the hallway, and I remember putting it under a valve. ”

Tang Jian's way of hiding the key was somewhat similar to the colleague Yu Siqi met back then, which made him can't help but raise his head and look at each other while drinking soup.

"Fire cabinet? I know. ”

Xin Nara nodded and walked out first.

Tang Jian originally planned to follow, but just as he walked to the gate, as if he had thought of something, he turned around and said to Father An, "I'm really sorry that my yard has become what it is now because of my personal mistake." But don't worry, I'll try to get someone to clean up the yard for you later. ”

"It's just a little rubbish, it's not a big deal."

Xie Baozhen smiled lightly and said.

"In that case, let's see you later."

Tang Jian made an expression of wanting to speak, and then said to them gratefully.

"I'll see you later."

Xie Chonggui waved his hand, and Tang Jian just left.

Then, not long after the two of them left, everyone who was about to go back to their rooms to sleep was attracted by the rumbling sound coming from outside.

Yu Siqi was relatively close to the gate, so he subconsciously walked to the gate and pulled it away.

At this time, he noticed a motorcycle with high beams parked in the open space on the perimeter of the courtyard wall. The people sitting in the car didn't even pull out the car keys, so they rushed towards their house.

After taking a closer look, Yu Siqi found that it was Mr. Song wearing a handsome windbreaker.

"It turns out that you kid is in charge of the aftermath, so I have to take care of you." ’

For some obvious reasons, Yu Siqi had some kind of 'bad taste' thoughts about Mr. Song.

"Hell, you guys have solved the problem before I even get to the place?"

Mr. Song pushed his glasses and stood next to a pile of scrap metal that clearly looked like it had just been blasted, and asked.

"You're late, Mr. Song."

Yu Siqi leaned against the doorrail and greeted the visitors outside the house. Behind him, Father An and the others had already walked out of the house and looked at Mr. Song.

"Just because I have glasses doesn't mean I'm blind. I can certainly see the 'signs and signs that the problem has been resolved'. After Mr. Song leaned over and rummaged on the ground a few times, he asked without raising his head, "Tang Jian, have they gone back yet?" ”

"Go back. They also said that when Mr. Song came over, remember to ask him to help clean up. ”

Yu Siqi took out a broom and dustpan from behind the door and held them in front of him. When he was doing this, Father An reached out and pressed Xie Baozhen, who was trying to speak, and shook his head slightly under the other party's puzzled expression.

"I'm here to deal with the problem, not to clean up. Although I admit that a large part of my job is to 'wipe the butt' of others. But in any case, there is still a big difference between it and a simple sweep. ”

Mr. Song straightened up again and looked around him, rejecting Yu Siqi's proposal.

"Are you going to go back in vain? Or did you go to the trouble to get to the scene of the incident just to get there? ”

Yu Siqi saw that Mr. Song was unwilling to comply, so he began to use radical tactics against him.

Not to mention, Yu Siqi's agitation method actually worked.

"I don't really like to clean for others, but I hate it even more when I go home empty-handed and make people laugh. Okay, I'll just help you clean up this place. ”

Mr. Song took a few steps forward, took the broom and dustpan from Yu Siqi's hand, and began to clean up the messy courtyard.

During this period, because some of the parts of the machine were a little too large, Mr. Song had to pick them up with his bare hands and throw them into the trash can on the side.

As for the small parts, Mr. Song swept them into the dustpan with a broom and poured them into the bucket.

Soon, that trash can in the yard was full.

But in this courtyard, there is still a large amount of 'industrial waste', which has not been cleaned up by good students.

In desperation, Mr. Song could only ask them a question, "Hey, where do you usually dump garbage?" This bucket can't hold anything anymore. ”

"Usually the priest pushes him to a garbage disposal station two blocks away. If you're too far away, I can ask my brother to do this. ”

While Xie Baozhen finished saying this, Xie Chonggui, who was standing very relaxed on the side, suddenly stared at his sister with a peculiar expression for several seconds.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Mr. Song waved his hand, tugged at the handrail of the trash can, and walked out.

After Mr. Song's figure disappeared into the periphery of the courtyard wall, Father An looked at Yu Siqi thoughtfully with his hands behind his back, and said, "I didn't expect you to hold a grudge." ”

"Who made him do that to us in the first place?"

Yu Siqi forced a smile and said.

"Is that really good? I remember that Tang Jian didn't seem to say who he wanted to clean up for us, right? ”

Xie Baozhen looked at the scene outside the gate with a worried face, under the silver-white moonlight, the entire courtyard wall exuded a hazy white light.

"No problem, as long as you and I don't take the initiative to explain this, I don't think the surname Song will know the reason. Besides, even if he really knew, what could he do?

Is it possible that they will go to the agency to complain about us? ”

Yu Siqi quickly thought of an excuse for himself that was enough to convince each other, and after he finished speaking, he was slightly complacent that he could think of the appropriate excuse so quickly.

"Don't talk yet, he's coming back soon."

Father An reminded in a whisper, and Yu Siqi and the others immediately chose to shut up.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Mr. Song reappeared in front of them with an empty trash can.

As before, he continued to stuff his head and threw all the parts scattered on the ground into the trash.

But unlike before, he began to try to ask Father Ann some questions.

"I've heard that Father Priest once fought Albert, right?"

Mr. Song lowered his head and asked as he worked.

"It does."

Father Ann nodded and said.

"And what do you think of his strength?"

Mr. Song continued to ask.

"It's strong, but it's not that kind of thing to look up to."

Father Ann replied.

"That's good, that means I still have a chance."

Mr. Song clenched his hands contentedly and said.

"Listening to Mr. Song, you seem to have a feud with that Mr. Albert?"

Father Ann asked with a little curiosity.

"There is no feud. It's just that I'm simply being looked down upon," Mr. Song paused for a moment when he said this, and said, "I'm not afraid that you will laugh at me." Truth be told, since I took over the position of executioner. There are so many battles, big and small, that I can't remember exactly what the situation is. But there are only two battles that still remind me in my mind that I can't afford to slack off.

One is the battle with the priest. In that fight, you showed me what it means to be skilled, and I admit that I lost unjustly.

In the other case, I failed to arrest at noon and allowed myself to enter the operating room.

I don't want to go into details, and you probably don't like to hear it.

Anyway, as long as you know, not long after this accident, I realized that I was indeed a little too arrogant in the past. ”

"It's a good thing that Mr. Song is enlightened. But it's important to remember that don't let the 'stronger' ones erode your body and mind. ”

Father An looked at Mr. Song meaningfully and said.

"I don't understand what Father Priest is trying to say."

Mr. Song wiped the sweat from his head and said.

"Isn't that simple? Did you take any special injections before you came? ”

As soon as Father An finished saying this, Mr. Song's side immediately showed a shocked expression.

"I guess I didn't tell you about it. Besides, I didn't make a move, Father, how do you see that? ”

Mr. Song asked curiously.

"Isn't that simple? Didn't those few red dots on your neck tell others very bluntly that they were the eyes of needles? Combined with what you said earlier, I really don't think you will be able to return to your free activities so quickly, or even be able to come forward to solve the problem.

Considering that Don't worry about being a competent doctor, it is definitely impossible for him to easily let a seriously ill patient run around.

So there is only one possibility. That is, you are under his acquiescence, and it is very likely that you have even obtained the 'permission' to wander around after he injected you with some special medicine. ”

Father An's words convinced Mr. Song. The latter pointed the fingers of his left hand at Father Ann and made a continuous movement of opening his mouth, wanting to speak, and closing his mouth.

"As for the ability to reason logically, I will serve you alone, priest."

Mr. Song finally gave his own evaluation of him.

"Thank you so much."

Father Ann gladly accepted this compliment, even though everyone was still a little puzzled by this.

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