"It's understandable that the outside world doesn't announce it, but I'm afraid it's a bit difficult not to come to the police station to talk, you know, it's the rule. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Rules are meant to be broken, otherwise what's the use of him!"

Cang Mo couldn't hold it anymore, jumped up from his chair, and looked directly at the director.

"Desert." The director's eyes changed when he looked at him, and he looked Cang Mo up and down carefully, and then said with a sigh: "Cang Mo, since this case came out, you have become more and more crazy, you have become less and less like a policeman now, this is the goal of reaching 101." ”

The desert's eyes darkened a little, and he was a little surprised when he heard the chief's words, yes, he himself didn't know when he became like this, became so crazy, became so unlike a policeman.

"I'm sorry Director." Cang Mo pushed the chair back into place, and then straightened his coat. "I'm going back to work, I'll go back and see how my brother is doing when I get home, and if I can, I hope he can come and cooperate with the case."

After speaking, Cang Mo turned and left.

There was no progress in the case at all, Cang Mo began to commute to work on time every day, and life seemed to have returned to its former peace, and Cang Mulin had been taking leave at school on the grounds of illness, and was ready to return to school after the New Year. Cang Mo also asked Cang Mulin specifically for this matter if he was willing to take the police academy, and Cang Mulin answered Cang Mo's question with his enthusiasm.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and Cang Mo specially instructed his parents in the first few days of the New Year to go to France now and not to come back no matter what. Because it is always safer to stay in France than in Xizhou.

The night of Chinese New Year's Eve was very cold and deserted, because Cang Mulin went out to shoot with his classmates despite Cang Mo's dissuasion, and his parents did not return to China for the New Year, Cang Mo experienced a person's Chinese New Year's Eve, and only felt lonely and cold.

The sound of fireworks blooming came from outside the house, and for a moment, the entire sky in Xizhou seemed to be lit up by fireworks, and Cang Mo was thinking, is it possible that the most beautiful fireworks in this place were lit by Cang Mulin?

"Ding!" When the doorbell rang, Cang Mo couldn't help but think about this Cang Mulin, and then immediately got up to open the door, but he didn't expect that it was not his brother's smile that greeted him outside the door, but the cold muzzle of the gun.

"Come with me." Dalton held a gun to Desert's head, not giving him the right to choose and think at all.

Cang Mo glanced back at the room and said, "That, it's a little cold tonight, can I go put on a coat?" ”

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Dalton's gun against the desert's head tightened.

"Okay, okay." The desert began to subside. "Let's go."

Follow Dalton all the way downstairs, get in the car, and then drive to the suburbs, to a place that the desert has never been to at all.

"It doesn't look good." Although Dalton's gun was pressed against the temples of the desert, he looked very relaxed now, as if it was not a gun that was now on his head, but a large piece of orange peeled bread.

Anyway, his younger brother and parents were not involved, so what was Cang Mo afraid of?

However, Mulin actually wouldn't agree to the matter of Mulin becoming a policeman, because his younger brother is ambitious, and he can't be sure if he becomes a special police officer, but when the two of them die together while performing the same mission, his parents may be so sad and helpless.

Besides, in such an abyss, he didn't want to involve his own brother.