Chapter 67: Criminal Investigation Department: It's Wang Dashan's News!

And at this moment, on the Huangyang Mountain in the Black Province.

A man who was dressed almost in harmony with the greenery next to him suddenly stood up.

This action suddenly shook off the leaves on the ground, and the man spit out the grass in his mouth and scolded.

"What the hell is breaking the network?!"

The man's name is Wang Dashan.

Since childhood, he loves to steal chickens and touch dogs, and he is also idle as an adult.

This is easy to get used to, and there are dozens of thefts and robberies on his body.

But after all, I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet.

On a recent trip, he actually ran into hard stubble.

I thought I had set my sights on a big order, and found a local tyrant who owned a luxury car, a mansion, and a beautiful watch.

But I didn't expect bad luck, I just pried someone's safe, and I collided, and there seemed to be this local tyrant's fox friend at that time?

This is unlucky, this local tyrant is also a hard stubble, and immediately found a strip directly. Child.

As a result, his case record was all revealed.

In addition, this big case is on the police's wanted list.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the police, Wang Dashan even hid in this boxwood mountain.

After all, Huangyang Mountain is a well-known deep mountain and old forest, not to mention the perennial smoke.

It still rains in the mountains, and when it rains, even the dogs can't smell the human smell, let alone the gangs. Son.

After Wang Dashan entered the mountain, he was still a little complacent.

After all, the gang. I'm afraid I can only worry when I look at his name!

But within a few days, Wang Dashan's heart went down again.

There is a bad thing in the deep mountains and old forests, that is, there is no network.

After all, the network repair is meant to be for people.

And how can there be half a ghost in this deep mountain and old forest? If you repair the network, can't you use it for flowers and plants?!

But as a modern person, who can still lack a mobile phone and the Internet?

In order to escape the strip. After the pursuit of the son, Wang Dashan did not dare to buy tickets, did not dare to go on the subway, and did not dare to log in to the account......

Who can quit mobile phones?

Wang Dashan, who had quit for several days, couldn't help it now.

He turned on the comic sound with itchy hands, and after opening it, he deliberately checked that his account was in tourist mode, so he swiped it with peace of mind.

With such a teasing sound, Wang Dashan easily clicked into the live broadcast room that ranked first on the hot search list.

Yo! It's just a song!

It's still a new song called Inaka!

Wang Dashan doesn't have any hobbies, he loves to listen to songs.

He was immediately fascinated.

Unexpectedly, when I heard half of it, it rained lightly, and the signal began to run away again.

Looking at the mobile phone that was broadcast in front of him for one second and three seconds, Wang Dashan wanted to throw the mobile phone out in a rage.

"Damn, this is just stuck in PPT!"

Holding the mobile phone in one hand, Wang Dashan immediately groped around again, and kept muttering in his mouth.

"It stands to reason that this is the best signal for ......"

He muttered to himself, and the song on his phone was faintly released.

"Remember...... You say home is the only castle."

"With the aroma of rice...... The river keeps running"

"A slight smile, a dream when I was a child...... I know"

"Don't cry...... Let the fireflies run away with you."

"Country songs...... Forever dependent"

Accompanied by melodious and stuttering singing from time to time, Wang Dashan felt as if his heart was hanging in half, and he was not happy at all.

Now his steps became even more anxious.

Finally found a place with a stable signal, and Wang Dashan sat under the tree.

The song sounded, and Wang Dashan seemed to see the golden wheat waves appear in front of him.

There are also the chirping of cicadas in summer, and the muddy loess roads, and the smoke from the roofs of houses......

Thinking about it, Wang Dashan suddenly folded his fingers and calculated.

This is the tenth year he has been away from home.

Probably none of the people in the family are worried about themselves.

After all, they are not an existence they should be proud of.

woke up from the picture of singing, and Wang Dashan saw the Wu Tang sisters and brothers in front of the live broadcast room and began to introduce them.

I wanted to order one to quit, but when I heard Wu Tang say that the bamboo basket was made by the students themselves, his hand was beaten again.

glanced at the bamboo basket in the live broadcast room, and Wang Dashan's eyes were even more complicated.

The weaving method of this bamboo basket is exactly the same as his weaving method in the past.

At first glance, it is not for your own use, but for selling for money!

At this point, listen to the singing and continue singing.

"Chasing dragonflies in the fields barefoot until I get tired"

"Picking fruit and being stung by bees"

"Who's snickering, I'm leaning on the scarecrow"

......

His thoughts went back to his childhood with the bamboo basket.

Poor as a child.

The two were divorced, and no one wanted him.

He was bullied at his grandmother's house and disliked at his grandfather's house.

In the winter, he curled up in a small bed of one meter and two, without even a quilt.

The daily ration is no more than a nest head and bones.

And the meat on the bones is not as much as the dog at home.

It was still Grandma Wang next door who saw that he couldn't live anymore and gave him a way to live.

"Do you want to weave a bamboo basket with me?"

He had no choice.

In order to survive, he was naturally willing.

Later, Grandma Wang, the only one who was willing to be good to herself, also left.

But Grandma Wang's ancestral craftsmanship was handed over to him without reservation.

He survived the most difficult years by selling bamboo baskets.

And that memory seems to be the best years of his life.

As the lyrics say.

Be friends with the scarecrow and run barefoot in the mud chasing dragonflies.

Being stung by a bee with a big bag and showing off to Grandma Wang is proof that the bees like themselves.

In the black and white years, there seem to be a few bright colors reminding me that I was once extremely happy.

I thought of the bamboo basket that Wu Bai slowly introduced in a shallow voice.

He was even more attracted to it.

"Years later, when you recall, you don't remember what else was in the basket..."

"But you remember clearly those midsummer nights, when the stars were shining, the leaves rustling, the breeze blowing, and you were young..."

"You're not actually reminiscing about the bamboo basket, you're thinking about yourself back then."

These words were like bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and they suddenly hit the depths of Wang Dashan's heart.

Oh, yes.

Where is the bamboo basket he is talking about, it is clearly the grace of Grandma Wang who took care of herself back then!

No way! He also had to buy one!

Thinking so, his fingers raced on his phone.

Seeing the "grabbed" speeches flashing in the comment area of the live broadcast room, Wang Dashan became even more irritable.

"Holy! Lao Tzu's account is not tied, annoying! ”

He quickly logged in to his account, and quickly chose to place an order to pay!

It wasn't until he saw the words successful payment pop up that Wang Dashan breathed a sigh of relief on the spot.

I'm so lucky that he's fast!

Otherwise, how can you grab it!

And at the same time, the police station.

A large central data desk is being set up in the office of the criminal investigation department.

It was filled with dense manhunt information.

At this time, a number suddenly emitted a red anomaly, and the panel suddenly sounded a dripping sound.

Soon, the police officers on the side were attracted over.

When the police took a closer look, the police exclaimed even more at this time.

"It's news from Wang Dashan!"