Legend has it that in the recent Zhenhai City No. 1 Prison and Detention Center, there have been many unfamiliar faces.

They gathered together, faced the iron railing every day before going to bed, and shouted through gritted teeth and gracefully, 'Chen Quan, I greet your mother on behalf of the grass and the sun'.

After all, they were all caught by the stolen saint 'Chen Quan', and it was only natural to greet Chen Quan.

Recently, Chen Quan also felt that he occasionally felt cold, sneezed every day, and went to several TCM clinics to treat kidney deficiency.

But these are prison legends, some rumors, and they can't be true.

At the door of the Zhenhai City Police Station, under the young man's resentful expression, Jiang Xun hummed a small tune and left happily.

This has been here several times, and Jiang Xun has already regarded the police station as his home.

According to the strong clues provided by this guy, it is believed that the police should be able to crack this gang of thieves who have wandered to Zhenhai City.

"Renjie Meow's torture ability is not bad, it was successful after four times, and it seems that it can be sustainably maintained."

Jiang Xun sat in his car, glanced at the slanting sun outside the window, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Since practicing martial arts with Yun Changmeow, not only has his physical fitness improved greatly, but even his mental ability has begun to rise.

In the past, when one 'righteous thin cloud' went down, his head had already begun to hurt, and the two 'righteous thin clouds' were already like needles.

And now, a skill, only a slight pain, four or five consecutive interrogations, together, is like a slight consumption of energy, and the head is not very painful.

It seems that practicing martial arts with Yun Changmeow is indeed a sustainable thing, and in the end, he may be able to use the skill without side effects.

Jiang Xun nodded with satisfaction, then started the vehicle and went home with three big watermelons!

I thought carefully about the breed of my partner.

Renjie Meow, big fat orange cat.

Joan of Arc Meow, pure white Napoleon cat.

Napoleon Wang, butterfly dog.

Sun Quan Wang, Shiba Inu.

Yun Changmeow, a rabbit with Maine characteristics, or a Maine with rabbit characteristics.

It's also a little black hair on Yun Changmeo, and in general there are no black cats and dogs!

Jiang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, what if a black cat and a black dog ate watermelon and sued him for racial discrimination? Watermelon fried chicken and grape-flavored soda can't be given indiscriminately.

What, this is not Amriken?

That's fine.

Playing a light music, Jiang Xun drove all the way into the villa.

When he got home, it was already dark, Jiang Xun glanced around at the buildings in the villa area, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

There are about 40 villas in this Taihe Villa, but there are only five of them, including their own homes, that are lit up.

The occupancy rate is only 12.5%, which shows how bad the situation is here.

Maybe some people didn't turn on the lights, but Jiang Xun felt that the occupancy rate would definitely not be too high.

"Even if there is no one, won't there be a single flower planted in the flower bed? This property is also too picky. ”

Jiang Xun was carrying three watermelons and muttering to himself as if complaining, very dissatisfied with the attitude of the property.

How many flowers do you spend to plant for a few dollars?

With a little complaint, Jiang Xun returned to his home.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Jiang Xun saw three little minions planting something in the courtyard, and he couldn't help but lean over to look at it, and he couldn't hold back for a moment.

They 'transplanted' the flowers planted in the flower bed at the entrance of the community to the small courtyard and were playing with the soil.

Misunderstanding the property.

Seeing Jiang Xun returning, among the three Minions, the tall Minion immediately made a 'Da Da' sound, holding a rose, and looked at Jiang Xun with expectation.

The other two Minions followed him, also looking very expectant, like a child who had done very well in school longed for praise from his teacher.

"Forehead ......"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xun didn't know what to say, so he could only bend down and touch the little heads of the three minions one by one.

After the three Minions smiled happily, Jiang Xun spoke again: "It's a good job, but I'll transplant the flowers back, this is someone else's flower, not our flower, you can't just bring everything to the house, we have to see clearly what is someone else's and what is our own." ”

After hearing Jiang Xun's words, the three Minions saluted one after another, indicating that they obeyed the commander's order and began to transplant back the flowers that had just been transplanted into the yard.

Although I didn't do anything today, I really tired them enough.

Seeing the busy minions, Jiang Xun smiled slightly, and then entered the hall.

In the hall, the TV was flashing with the light of the TV series, and Joan of Arc was sitting intently in front of the TV, watching the TV without blinking.

Seeing this, Jiang Xun looked at the TV, but found that this was an extremely brainless campus love drama, with a strong copycat flavor, which was very similar to Zhang Yutang's campus-themed TV series.

Joan of Arc would watch this kind of TV series?

Jiang Xun was a little stunned, every cat and dog has their favorite TV series, but he didn't expect Joan of Arc to be like this.

After coming for more than ten days, Joan of Arc Meow has been learning everything in modern society in addition to attending classes in the 'Di Fat Little Sunflower Classroom' every day.

Joan of Arc Meow is not stupid, and in ten days, she naturally quickly became familiar with everything here, TV series, movies, games, etc., naturally she knows everything about it.

Seeing Jiang Xun coming back, Joan of Arc just raised her head symbolically, and said very politely to Jiang Xun: "Welcome back, Mr. Shovel Officer, may your journey be smooth sailing." Meow~"

But as soon as the words fell, Joan Demeow suddenly found that Jiang Xun was holding three watermelons in his hand, his eyes instantly widened, and he swallowed saliva visibly, and then tilted his head and asked Jiang Xun expectantly: "Mr. Shovel Officer, what is this?" It's kind of like watermelon, is it for me? ”

Joan of Arc's eyes looked directly at the watermelon, as if she had never seen such a large watermelon.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Xun couldn't help but be a little amused, and was about to say something, but saw a meat ball rolling quickly from the stairs: "Watermelon? Where is the watermelon? Meow~! ”

All the way down from the second floor, it was Renjie Meow.

Even Napoleon Wang, who was in the room on the first floor, appropriately poked out his head.

So, the three of them showed exclamation expressions at the same time.

"Isn't it just a watermelon?"

Seeing the three of them making a fuss, Jiang Xun was also a little puzzled, not knowing what the situation was, and then skillfully split the watermelon and cut a piece of it one by one.

By the way, I also gave a piece to Rat Yuanfang.

"Whew~"

"It's really good~"

The three little ones looked extremely satisfied, seeing their appearance, Jiang Xun was even more curious, and at this time, Renjie Meow was eating, and said: "Watermelon, the flesh is petal-shaped, the skin is thick, and it is extremely cherished, such as this kind of watermelon, it can be said that the Holy Queen Emperor can't eat it when he comes, meow~"

The emperor, of course, does not refer to the Wa King in the family of the players who have a good life, but the Li Zhi who 'can you be sensible'.

"Yes, the watermelon is small and sour, and there are many seeds, but the center is very sweet." Joan of Arc also nodded her head in praise, and the misanthropy on her face finally disappeared, replaced by a sense of satisfaction that she had never felt before.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xun couldn't help but understand a lot.

First, ancient watermelons were not tasty.

Second, Joan of Arc can be cured.

As soon as these two conclusions came out, Jiang Xun felt very simple.

He paused, then stretched his waist and walked upstairs, and at the same time raised his voice: "Let's eat first, I have to go to Yang Xin's preliminary trial site early tomorrow morning." ”

"Remember to clean up the trash!"

Ask for a monthly pass~

(End of chapter)