I was so frightened that I turned around to see a young man with a schoolbag standing outside the hall.

At the same time, it feels like this name is somewhat familiar......

The aunt was also stunned for a moment, and hurriedly greeted and said, "Xiaoshan, come in and rest, why did you come back so late today?" ”

Hearing such an intimate title, I looked at the young man in front of me and said, "Auntie, is this your son?" ”

The aunt nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, little son, it's the third year of junior high school this year." ”

Suddenly remembered something: "By the way, didn't you ask the boy just now, I remember ....."

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at her son: "Xiaoshan, he seems to be a classmate of you." ”

It is called a hill

Chapter 38 of "The Years I Was a Murder Agent" Are You a Policeman? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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