012 [Mr. Huang who loves to buy cats] (2019, a new beginning, a new year's holiday)

"Yang Le, bring me a raw fried back, the one at the door of your bureau. ”

Lao Yang poked his head out of the window and shouted to Yang Le, who was running downstairs.

"Got it. ”

Yang Le waved his hand.

Is the rabbit demon's fried shop?

After learning about the world of monsters from Lin Qinghuan's mouth, Yang Le became relieved about the monsters in this world.

At least the raw fried will not be a human flesh filling.

Although the proprietress is a rabbit demon, she is also a law-abiding rabbit demon.

Food safety issues can still be guaranteed.

Besides,

What people make now must be able to eat?

Not necessarily.

Since Lao Yang loves to eat, buy it for him.

There is no shortage of those melons and dates.

You can't be too critical of your own father.

But that's it.

After taking a shower yesterday, Yang Le was still stunned for a long time when he saw Lin Qinghuan's WeChat.

Listening to the old Yang who had finished drinking, the snoring sound in the bedroom was earth-shattering.

Sigh.

Still gritted his teeth and refused.

After all, a monster is a monster, and the danger factor is still not low.

If he has three long and two short, how can Lao Yang live...... It's really not that I'm afraid of death.

Autumn mornings are frosty and dewy.

The hot breath coming out of Yang Le's mouth when he ran was like a white mist.

As soon as I turned a corner at the entrance of the community, I ran into Uncle Zhang from a unit.

"Uncle Zhang, morning. ”

"Yo, Xiao Yang, come out for a run so early?"

"yes, stop by and buy my dad some breakfast. ”

"It's really filial, that kid in my family doesn't have the filial piety of you. ”

"Brother Zhang, he is ......usually busy," Yang Le said that he was going to withdraw, on weekdays, as long as Lao Zhang mentioned that his son didn't blow for half an hour, he couldn't stop, if he opened the chatterbox, I was afraid that Lao Yang would be hungry and thin at home.

Before he could open his mouth to say goodbye, Lao Zhang's side had already begun to talk.

"It's not, he works in a large company, he is busy working all day long, he has a lot of entertainment, but he also has a lot of salary, and he also changed to a new car two days ago, but it is not as good as your national unit, you are an iron rice bowl, by the way, does Xiao Yang have an establishment?"

"......" Yang Le's eyes darkened, and he smiled awkwardly: "Not yet...... I don't think there will be any ...... in the future."

"How can that work, why don't I tell my rabbit cub and you go and mess with him?"

“......”

"I guess you can't do it, no, you come to my pet store to help, Uncle Zhang won't treat you badly, and the salary is definitely higher than your salary in the police station." ”

“......”

"You don't know, now pets are very rich, just Mr. Huang from the Yellow River New Village, every once in a while come to me to buy cats, you can buy twenty or thirty a year, and you also pick expensive ones to buy, you say that this person is rich is not a bad practice. ”

Twenty or thirty?

Think you buy fish in the wet market?

Yang Le didn't say anything, he was sensitive to cats these days, and the cat demon wasn't sure where to follow him, Uncle Zhang had a headache when he mentioned cats.

"Uncle Zhang...... Or ......"

"Hey, it's a pity that Mr. Huang hasn't been here much in the past two months. ”

"Uncle Zhang......"

"But don't worry about business, even if you don't have a business, my son has money over there, and your salary won't be less than yours. ”

"Zhang ......"

"There's really nothing to do with your police department. ”

“......”

CAO Cao,

Yang Le was lazy to talk to him,

Turn your face and go.

Lao Zhang looked confused behind him, hey, I'll go, this kid, why is he so rude?!

A cool breeze blew down the leaves on both sides of the road.

Yang Legang ran two steps, and his footsteps stopped suddenly,

What Uncle Zhang said just now is Mr. Huang from Huanghe New Village?

Cat...... Mr. Wong......

On the file, is Liu Yinglan's husband surnamed Huang?

"Did you bring the camera?"

"Brought, Lao Huang, you hand over the camera to the officer. ”

That's right, that's it!

Yang Le remembered that Liu Yinglan's husband was also surnamed Huang and also lived in Huanghe New Village, and their child Lin Qinghuan guessed that it was very likely that he died from the cat demon.

Mr. Huang has an ambiguous relationship with the cat...... Ahh

Sigmund Freud said that any two unrelated things must have some kind of connection that outsiders can't see.

Belch...... Well, this was said by Yang Le.

He hurriedly turned back and stopped Lao Zhang at the door of the unit.

"Uncle Zhang......"

"What's the matter with Xiao Yang?" Lao Zhang stood on the steps, his eyebrows and eyes lowered, and his voice was lukewarm, he must have been angry.

"Uncle Zhang, do you know where Mr. Huang's family lives?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"Uh...... There is a case in the bureau that seems to be somewhat related. ”

"The case?"

"Uh-huh. ”

"Customer privacy is inconvenient to disclose. ”

...... "You're a pet store and a private fart."

"Uncle Zhang, you see that we are all old neighbors......" As Yang Le spoke, he took out a red ticket from his pocket and handed it over.

Lao Zhang glanced at it with slanted eyes.

"You kid, our old neighbor, what are you doing all this, how bad it is for people to see!"

With a pinch of his thumb and forefinger, the red ticket quickly entered his pocket.

"Mr. Huang, when he buys a cat, we will register ID cards in the store, and I will go to the store and find it for you...... Don't do that next time. ”

"Yes, yes, Uncle Zhang's education is right, Uncle Zhang, I'm waiting for your news. ”

Yang Le respectfully bid farewell to Lao Zhang, and he didn't take a sip until Lao Zhang went upstairs.

Keep running.

While running, I was thinking about the case of the ghost hand.

hypothesis

Mr. Huang in Uncle Zhang's mouth is the same person as Mr. Huang, Liu Yinglan's husband in the ghost hand case.

So why did the cat demon kill their son?

Just because Mr. Huang has a cat?

I bought more than 20 cats a year, good guys, what about opening a cat farm, right?

There is a child at home, if you don't really like cats, who will have so many cats.

Mr. Huang was a cat lover, but his son died from a cat demon.

It's ironic.

Could it be that Lin Qinghuan made a mistake, it was a case done by other monsters, just with a claw on the video, it really can't prove anything.

"Toot toot, toot toot. ”

The phone strapped to his arm vibrates.

Yang Le pressed the Bluetooth.

"Shopkeeper Wang, do you have something to do with me?"

It was Wang Dajiang who called,

It stands to reason that he should still be sleeping, so he wouldn't have gotten up so early.

"I heard that you were framed by a colleague, so I called to comfort you, I inquired, that female police officer has big breasts and buttocks, how is it?

"How do you know?"

"You don't go out to inquire, there are still things in the whole Sioux City that I Wang Dajiang don't know? If I don't know that my brother has such a beautiful thing happened in the police station, wouldn't it be a loss of my reputation as a prodigal strip to say it. ”

Ya, it's almost the same in the waves.

Yang Le didn't say anything,

Wang Dajiang continued to babble on the phone.

"I said that you have offended which immortal, such a damaging move can be used on you, and you are not worthy of such a ruthless hand from others?"

"I want to know. "Yang Le didn't have a good air.

"I heard that Miss Su helped you. Wang Dajiang laughed lewdly twice and said, "You two won't really have any adultery, right?"

"I still use her to help, my eyes are like torches, what kind of demons, monsters, and beautiful legends can escape my eyes......" Yang Le retorted.

"Awesome awe. Then you can also use your discerning eyes to help me find out something......" Wang Dajiang coughed lightly, his voice was at least two degrees lower, and said, "I have to trouble you for something." ”

"What's the matter?"

Yang Le's brows furrowed slightly, and his pace slowly slowed down, changing from running to walking.