Zhang Leifeng looked at the camera and scratched his back hand, what a Fan Miaomiao, he was still monitoring me at home, I was very angry about this, very angry.

Knock knock! Knock knock!

With an angry momentum, he stepped on the stairs to the bedroom on the second floor, turned the doorknob with his hand and found that the door was locked, so he knocked on the door.

"Written?" Fan Miaomiao's voice came from inside the room.

"Fan Miaomiao, you open the door for me, I want to talk to you." Zhang Leifeng scolded angrily.

"What are you talking about?"

"Why do you want to have a camera in your home?" Zhang Leifeng asked angrily.

"Because I want to monitor you, I know that as long as you take over the case, you can't stop, and then you are only thinking about the case, regardless of your son, what if something happens to your son? Also, Zhang Leifeng, did you show me that video? Have I wronged you? Fan Miao chattered back at Zhang Leifeng.

After hearing this, Zhang Leifeng took a deep breath, raised his fist and waved it twice outside the door, and then obediently walked downstairs and picked up Fan Miaomiao's mobile phone.

Zhang Leifeng threw his son on the sofa in the middle of the surveillance, sat opposite him and dragged his chin and said to him: "Boy, do you want to solve the case?" I'm going to tell you a thing, it's quite exciting, if you want to pee, tell me quickly, don't scare you into peeing at that time. Zhang Leifeng said to his son with a mysterious face.

Who knew that this little guy didn't have any fear at all, and stared at Zhang Leifeng with a pair of godly eyes.

"Okay, then let's talk about a case that is not scary, let's talk about an old corpse case first......" Zhang Leifeng finished the case to his son with his professional words and extremely fast speed.

Bang Bang Bang!

After hearing this, the son clapped his hands miraculously, and his face showed an expression of excitement.

Zhang Leifeng was stunned for a moment: "It's okay, I didn't scare the pee, okay, then Lao Tzu is telling you a more terrifying one, talking about a headless case, this case is ......" Zhang Leifeng told another case, and his son still didn't have any reaction, and he still clapped his hands after Zhang Leifeng finished speaking.

Zhang Leifeng's eyes widened, and he sat down beside him: "Okay, let's talk about these two today, you digest and digest it, analyze and analyze, let's watch TV." Zhang Leifeng said and turned on the TV.

Don't watch entertainment programs, cartoons are too mentally retarded, you can also take a look at the news, mainly watch zombie movies, ghost movies, father and son sat on the sofa and watched zombie movies for a day, when Zhang Leifeng saw the excitement, his son was also excited, and after seeing the boring plot, his son also made a boring reaction.

After watching these surveillance pictures, Zhang Leifeng lowered his mouth and thought, he didn't say anything wrong? Although he told him some cases and watched some movies, how could he remember these at such a young age, he was just bored and wanted to talk.

Fan Miaomiao's reaction was a little too big, as if he was not my son.

Zhang Leifeng took his mobile phone and returned to the bedroom, this time he found that the door had been opened, Fan Miaomiao was holding her son and was about to go out, Zhang Leifeng hurriedly walked over and stopped her: "Miao Miao, what are you going to do?" He asked Fan Miaomiao.

Fan Miaomiao squinted at Zhang Leifeng, and said angrily: "Take my son to cleanse his soul." ”

Zhang Leifeng was stunned after hearing this: "Cleanse your soul? What do you mean? My son's heart has always been beautiful and doesn't need to be cleansed. Fan Miaomiao replied jokingly.

"Fuck off, my son's heart is full of paving your case, is it still beautiful? We won't come back for dinner tonight, you give me a good reflection at home, and give me a satisfactory answer in the evening, otherwise I will let you go around without food. Fan Miaomiao said angrily.

Zhang Leifeng sighed helplessly, before he could react, Fan Miaomiao snatched the mobile phone from his hand, and then walked past him with his son, she just hugged her little listener, and she was such an obedient little listener without any doubts.

Zhang Leifeng pouted and walked to the side of the bed and fell on the bed, God, if you can't let me solve the case, if you have to make me so boring, then let me sleep here.

Zhang Leifeng didn't know how long he had been asleep, and he didn't wake up from his dream until he was stepped on by a pair of little feet.

"Quack quack...... Hahaha. His son was riding on his neck and kept laughing, screaming, speaking a baby language that ordinary people couldn't understand, this foreign language Zhang Leifeng studied for a long time and didn't understand it, and finally gave up decisively.

"Boy, are you back, where is your mother?" Zhang Leifeng hugged his son and asked him.

The son turned around and pointed to the door, Zhang Leifeng looked in the direction of his finger, and saw Fan Miaomiao standing at the door, only to see her pulling her face, staring at herself with a very unhappy expression, Zhang Leifeng hurriedly jumped off the bed: "You're back, where did you go today?" Did you bring me dinner? He asked Fan Miaomiao.

Fan Miaomiao snorted coldly: "Hmph, I asked you to reflect at home, but you gave me a lot of sleep at home, didn't you?" I don't think you want to change at all, so in that case, I decided to take my son back to my house first. "Fan Miaomiao doesn't really plan to leave, women, when they are angry, they like to say some oral and heart-to-heart words.

But Zhang Leifeng took it seriously, his face suddenly became a little ugly, and his body instantly exuded a very angry aura.

"Fan Miaomiao, what do you mean? At the beginning, I said that I would not take on this case, did you have to ask me to help Xing Dongjie? Zhang Leifeng raised his voice and asked Fan Miaomiao.

Fan Miaomiao was stunned when she heard Zhang Leifeng yelling at herself, turned to Zhang Leifeng and replied, "It's true that I asked you to help Xing Dongjie, but did I let you instill these things in my son?" You can help Xing Dongjie, but you can't instill this in my son's head. The flame in Fan Miaomiao's heart had been ignited, and she was very angry and shot back at Zhang Leifeng.

Zhang Leifeng took a deep breath: "This is also my son, do you feel that I need to instill this in him?" Do you feel like he really doesn't have analytical skills? Don't forget, he is my Zhang Leifeng's son, and I'm just giving him some inspiration to activate his brain. Zhang Leifeng's words sounded like he was expressing his pride.

Fan Miaomiao was speechless with anger, and pointed at Zhang Leifeng fiercely with her hand.