Chapter Seventy-Nine: Why don't you kid engage in the light of the century?!

"Haha, Officer Lin is really good at laughing. Okay, I'll go check on my son first, and then come back to visit Officer Xiao Liu. Zhao Muqiong's face was silent, but she was thinking in her heart: I really can't see that this Lin Qiuzheng guy is quite tight-mouthed, wait for the old lady, I will first finish my son's affairs and come back to see which one you are singing.

As soon as Zhao Muqiong stepped into the ward, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. Listening to the words of the person on the phone, Zhao Muqiong was suddenly angry, and looked at the two people talking and laughing in the ward through the window, and a thought arose in Zhao Muqiong's heart.

"Yi~~~~ Master, why are you here?" Liu Zimo, who was in the ward, couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw Lin Qiuzheng walking in with a cold face. All the fragments of memory were rolling in my mind, and I thought to myself that I didn't make him angry today.

After entering the house, he saw Liu Zimo's ruddy face, and he could ask questions to himself. Lin Qiuzheng secretly relieved himself at this time, but his face was still as serious as being brushed with a layer of paste: "You asked me why I came!?" You kid! It's quite hi to not sleep in the middle of the night! If it's good, don't learn, learn from other people's drag racing! You're so promising!! ”

"Huh!? Master, you know everything? Liu Zimo's old face turned red when he said this, and he replied timidly in a low voice.

Seeing that Liu Zimo was a little embarrassed lying on the bed, Lin Qiuzheng sneered again: "I said that your kid's fame is now greater than that of our mayor!" The light of Central! That's amazing. I don't think you should be a police officer, you should go full-time drag racing. If you don't get it right, you can still make the light of the century! The light of China!! But what he thought in his heart was that this kid was too young to understand the sinister human heart. It is necessary to remind him, otherwise I am afraid that he will suffer in the future.

"Eh~~ Master, what are you talking about the light of Central?" Liu Zimo, who didn't know why, looked at Lin Qiuzheng with a puzzled gaze and blinked.

"Huh?!" Lin Qiuzheng was a little surprised when he heard his answer, and thought: Could it be that this kid really doesn't know?! That's stupid. He raised his hand to the phone on the table and said angrily, "Oh, hey! I said big brother~~ What? You really don't know? Or are you playing dumb at me? Open your phone Baidu by yourself and go to it! ”

Hearing Lin Qiuzheng's endless ridicule, Liu Zimo hurriedly picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table. I saw that on the message notification column on the mobile phone screen, dozens of news messages were pushed out at once, including entertainment versions, news versions, and even friends who directly sent messages to him to leave messages. Almost every message has a noun on it – "Light of Central".

Then he clicked on one of them, and the more he looked at it, the whiter his face became. After a long time, Liu Zimo slowly looked up at Lin Qiuzheng, who was still with a straight face in front of him, and seemed to understand.

At this time, Lin Qiuzheng, who was angry, didn't care that this was a hospital ward, directly lit a cigarette, sat on the sofa opposite the hospital bed with his legs crossed, raised his eyebrows upward, and said in a hard tone, with a strong smell of gunpowder: "You kid can!" When Lao Tzu got home and didn't wait for sleep, he saw one message after another pushed out on his mobile phone. What is the light of Central, the children of the night, and the Wuling god car. At that time, I really wondered, who was thinking about this famous Central Light? Hey! Coincidental! I received the little forensic doctor we met in the morgue before. He said on the phone that your kid is now lying at the entrance of the hospital, unconscious, and covered in blood. When I arrived at the hospital, I heard the medical staff on duty discussing that Zhao Muqiong's son, Zhao Yu, was seriously injured in a drag race and was sent here. He paused, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and flicked off the ashes.

After a puff of cigarettes, he added: "You and he were both admitted to the same hospital at about the same time. There is no such coincidence in the world, and Zhao Yu was sent here because of a car accident. I estimate that eighty percent of the so-called "Central Light" on the Internet should have something to do with you kid! ”

In fact, after returning home before, Lin Qiuzheng also watched the live broadcast on the Internet, and immediately admired Wuling Hongguang. It's just that he didn't expect that it would be Liu Zimo who drove this broken car, which made him happy. Lin Qiuzheng seems that although this drag racing competition is indeed a bit nonsense, Liu Zimo dares to use that broken car to challenge his opponent, which can be regarded as bold.

With the performance of that broken car and his own deadly cornering method, he forced his opponent into a corner, and even took the lead for a while. Thinking of this, it really made Lin Qiuzheng look at him with admiration. But when it comes to driving skills, he is the roughest of the three.

"Master, my grandmother doesn't even help! I'll serve you! With your logical thinking and reasoning ability, I guess I'll catch up with Detective Conan. No wonder you were assigned to the Special Cooperation Division, it turned out that you couldn't look down on those small cases, and I was afraid that it would be overkill! I really admire your old man! As he spoke, Liu Zimo straightened up and saluted Lin Qiuzheng with his fists.

"You kid got honey on his mouth, when did it get so sweet. I'm telling you it's useless to slap on the back! I don't eat this set! I didn't expect Liu Zimo, who is usually stupid, to suddenly become so eloquent tonight, so that Lin Qiuzheng, who was full of ridicule and didn't have time to speak, could only swallow the words back alive. Lin Qiuzheng had no choice but to pat Liu Zimo's head and laugh without saying a word.

Suddenly, there was a crisp knock on the door.

"Officer Lin, may I come in?"

Hearing that it was Zhao Muqiong's voice, Lin Qiuzheng and Liu Zimo glanced at each other and nodded slightly.

Then, Lin Qiuzheng got up and opened the door, and saw Zhao Muqiong looking at Lin Qiuzheng with a smile on his face, and the assistant behind him was carrying a fruit basket.

"Mr. Zhao, why does this kid still bother you to spend money, it's really too unwilling." While speaking, Lin Qiuzheng turned sideways to get out of the way and motioned for Zhao Muqiong to come in.

Zhao Muqiong laughed and motioned to the assistant to put down the fruit basket. Then he opened his mouth and said: "Alas~~~~~ what Officer Lin said, I and you two police officers hit it off at first sight and had a very happy conversation. I didn't hear that Officer Liu was hospitalized, so I thought I must come to visit. The latter consciously walked out after putting down the fruit basket.

When she came to Liu Zimo's bedside, Zhao Muqiong squinted her eyes and stared at Liu Zimo, and asked, "That's right!" Officer Liu, what's going on with you? You were fine at dinner just night! ”

Liu Zimo naturally knew that he couldn't tell what he and Zhao Yu had just been racing, and immediately recalled the conversation between Lin Qiu and Zhao Muqiong before entering the house, and his eyes rolled like that.