"Toothpicks, who has toothpicks ?!!!" Everyone followed the sound in unison, Yang Xing and Zhou Zhengzheng both showed surprise at the same time, the feeling of sending charcoal in the snow, raining in time, and saying Cao Cao Cao arrived, simply made them appreciate Hao Jian!

People's eyes are full of gratitude!

At the same time, it also includes the personnel of the other salvage team, they all want to solve this matter quickly and go home, basking in the sun at noon, it is really hot!

"I, I have a toothpick here, Brother Zhou, you must open the box, I believe you!" Hao Jian's voice came from outside the cordon in the crowd of onlookers, Hao Jian pushed aside the crowd, he had just finished the banquet and was picking out his teeth with a toothpick, and just came over, he heard Zhou Zheng asking who had a toothpick, which was a coincidence. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Brother Hao, why are you here?!" Zhou Zhengzheng was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect that it would be Hao Jian who sent him carbon in the rain!

"I heard you need a toothpick to pick a lock, so I'm here! Well, I'll give you all these toothpicks, and the chicken thighs and meals are all stuffed between your teeth. Hao Jian walked through the crowd, walked in front of Zhou Zhengzheng, used a toothpick that was digging between his teeth, and after using it, threw it on the ground, and then said, while taking out a large box of toothpicks from his arms and handing it to Zhou Zhengzheng.

"You're here, yesterday's teahouse was goodbye, and I didn't see you for a day. Or are you the best for me and know what I need. Zhou Zhengzheng took the toothpick, his face was happy, and he was stunned for a moment, looked at him affectionately for a few seconds, and said such an ambiguous sentence. He didn't say anything, didn't say anything thanks, and then, he directly took out a toothpick and kicked all the other toothpicks into his pocket, and I didn't know if he thought he had some quirk of collecting toothpicks.

"Why does this sound so strange, it seems to be ambiguous, forget it, no matter so much." Hao Jian also scratched the back of his head with his hand embarrassedly, greeted him directly, treated his gaze honestly, nodded, and didn't explain a word. But the inner thoughts are quite rich.

Zhou Zhengzheng is really a veteran of opening the password lock, took the toothpick and quickly entered the battle, facing the small holes in each small gap of the password lock, and used the toothpick to tinker a lot, looking at his appearance, he was very serious, and the people on the side were not easy to disturb him.

Everyone else was probably watching him laugh or laugh. In short, I think that such an intimate combination lock, how can ordinary people use a toothpick to get it, unless, this kid is not an ordinary person, he is a strange guy.

Then in order to alleviate the embarrassment, he also played with his lighter for a while, and then quickly lit a cigarette, and retreated to the side of the cordon with a cigarette in his mouth, and then he was not used to the hot eyes of the melon-eating crowd behind him, and walked a few steps forward, or walked to Zhou Zhengzheng's side, took a deep breath of air, and found that in addition to the rumbling smell of smoke in the air, there was actually a trace of blood and rancid smell, is he the only one who smells it at this time? How can other people not feel it?

Then, he squatted on the grass and looked ahead, staring directly at Zhou Zhengzheng's every move, not knowing what he was thinking. There is a deep meaning in the eyes...

However, at this time, Yang Xingxing's eyes looking at the two of them were also very meaningful, didn't they say that this village party secretary was new? When did they become so acquainted? seems to remember that Hao Jian, a stupid roe deer, said that he had just come back. It seems that the people in this village are not simple.

Yang even suspected the two of them for a moment, and one of them could be the murderer. Then he quickly denied it in the next second, if this guy named Hao Jian was the murderer, how could he tell them the location of the hidden body to the police? And this new village party secretary who is desperately trying to open boxes for them is also quite hardworking, and he doesn't look like a murderer?!

I said that when the head of the bad guy is bigger than the two, I didn't expect to catch the bad guy, the head is bigger, more worried, anxious, always good at looking at everyone around me with a suspicious eye, this feeling is still quite tiring.

At this time, a little boy who loves to read novels, about eight or nine years old, is relatively short and weak, and he broke into the police cordon at some point.

He probably read some kind of novel with a broken sleeve, so he was particularly brainy, in fact, when he saw that the conversation between the two male uncles was more ambiguous, he thought they were broken sleeves.

No one noticed the intruder, and probably everyone's attention was focused on Hao Jian and Zhou Zhengzheng. The little boy walked over quietly, he actually pulled the corner of Yang Sheng's clothes who was standing on the sidelines, his face was slightly red, and he seemed to be shy and asked, "Uncle policeman, those two uncles are so ambiguous?" Are they doing it? Or are they broken sleeves?! ”

Yang Xingxing turned his head and looked down to see that it was a child pulling the corner of his clothes, so he didn't pay much attention and care, and was about to explain to him.

At this time, the tall police officer on the side had a big temper, and rushed over angrily, he was a little impatient to drive the child, probably because he was afraid that he would let people in, and he would be scolded by their captain, so he hurriedly rushed over to the little boy who broke in indiscriminately, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Go, go, you are such a small baby, do you know what a broken sleeve is?" They're getting down to business, you know? Go away, don't delay our police to handle the case. ”

"Woooooo "Woooooooooooo "Woooooooooo The little boy started to cry and wipe his nose and tears when he didn't say a word, and wiped his nose with his sleeve, like a crying little girl, he didn't know what he said wrong, or if he did something wrong, and he was a little scared and sobbed. Crying loudly, there is also a tune, which is louder, louder, and more irritating than the other. The funniest thing about this breath is that he also rubbed his snot with his sleeve and rubbed it against the tall officer's body, crying as he wiped, it was endless.

Suddenly, the crowd began to boil, pointing at the tall officer.

"I said you little kid crying what are you crying, I didn't hit you." The tall officer's face instantly couldn't hold back.

"Okay, Xiao Gao, if you don't say a few words, you won't die." Yang Xing pretended to scold him, and instantly gave him a step down, and the tall police officer retreated, and then Yang Xing bent down to tease the child, he scraped the child's nose with his fingers, smiled and said gently: "Little naughty, why do you like to cry so much, boys don't cry their noses casually, they can't be big heroes when they grow up." Okay, don't cry, go over and play, your parents won't find you, they'll be very worried. ”