On the highway in Shonan, in a speeding pickup truck.

"How about I let you live two more years?"

As soon as Yang Ning said this, Ruan Kai in the passenger seat suddenly shuddered, and Han Yang, who was scolding angrily in the car body, immediately shut up.

Even the pickup truck, which was already moving smoothly, let out a few abrupt whistles.

Both of these hearses know that what comes out of someone's mouth about lifespan and the like is often more accurate.

Yang Ning looked at their violent reactions and wondered, "What?" Shouldn't the client help out and give some benefits? ”

Ruan Kai nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, it should be, it should be ......"

Han Yang in the car body also nodded: "Yes, absolutely!" ”

He leaned on the windshield at the junction between the inside of the body and the carriage, and said against the whirring cold wind on the highway: "Your shot is two years of life, which is really generous!" ”

"I'll go, this wind is really powerful! What's the hell, it's all to blame for the surname Ruan! ”

"The surname Ruan, you come out to Lao Tzu! I'll your ****! ”

"It's time for us to switch!"

......

Yang Ning's words were definitely out of kindness.

He really wanted to extend the life of the store manager by two years.

It's just that the way of expression may be a little problematic, causing a little beautiful misunderstanding.

Listening to Yang Ning's greeting, the store manager remembered the people who were carried away from Yundu Road one after another covered with white sheets.

Yang Ning was asking him if he would like to live two more years.

But what he understood meant was that he would be able to live for another two years if he did this, and if he didn't......

It is estimated that he was carried away with a white sheet tonight.

In just a few seconds, the store manager simulated all the escape methods he could think of with a sad face.

Unfortunately, the results of the simulations were not very successful.

Just when the store manager felt extremely sad about his ill-fated fate, suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a solution to the problem!

Since making a pennant can make you live for two more years......

Then, wouldn't it be better to be more diligent and hurry up in the future?

If you take care of the little boss and be happy, maybe you can still make some money in this business?!

Thinking so, the store manager immediately put down his work without saying a word and hurriedly ran out.

A pennant with only one "6" does not take much time to make at all.

In the evening, the store manager got the finished product.

But thinking of Yang Ning's order to send it over in two days, he was not in a hurry.

On night duty at the convenience store at night is another clerk, Xiao Nan.

After handing over to Xiaonan, the store manager is ready to get off work.

Before leaving, he stared at Yang Ning's Lingwa shop opposite for a long time.

Although the evil girl was no longer there at this time, he still looked at it affectionately for a long time.

Just when he was reluctant to leave, he saw a small figure appear outside the Lingwa store.

Wen Lele, the boy who once wanted to borrow money from Yang Ning.

This time the scars on his face were worse than before.

Standing at the door of the store, looking at the warm, yellowish candlelight in Lingwa's store, inexplicably, hot tears welled up in Wen Lele's eyes.

He limped into the shop and stood still in front of the carpet.

In front of the desk, several candles are lit and shadowed.

Behind the desk, Yang Ning, who had been lying there sleeping, was no longer there.

And he knelt before the carpet, with his head on the ground, motionless.

Gradually, he began to choke in a low voice, then sobbed, and finally howled.

This process lasted about half an hour.

After crying, the boy wiped away his tears with his clothes, and he took out the crumpled IOU that he had handwritten the day before yesterday from his pocket.

"I'm sorry, my mother and I were beaten again."

"Looks like I still need that money."

"If it were just me, I could bear it, but I can't always watch my mother get beaten."

"So, I'm sorry, even if you're not here, even if I don't know if you're willing to lend me money, I, I'm just going to do that."

With that, the boy kowtowed several times to the desk.

Very formal kind.

Placing the IOU on the desk, and taking a doll from the shelf next to it, the boy said to the desk, "Thank you, I, I'm going to get your money." ”

Familiar with the road, he walked over to a pile of suitcases in the corner of the store and opened them.

Still the day before yesterday, he counted out forty-five thousand yuan very carefully, put the other things back in his care, locked the box, and the boy took the money he had "borrowed" and left the Lingwa shop with heavy steps.

The moment you walk through the door of the store -

Jingle bells!

The wind chimes hanging above the door of Lingwa's shop make a crisp and pleasant sound.

......

The next day, the Zhongzhou Police Force.

The other offices are off work, and the lights for criminal investigation are still on.

Liu Bin walked to Qin Hao's desk and said, "Team Qin, I know the basic situation of the child you asked you to check two days ago. ”

Qin Hao was stunned for a moment, and he didn't remember what Liu Bin was talking about for the first time.

Liu Bin reminded: "Lingwa shop, the night of one death and one cripple, the boy who wanted to run in in the middle of the night. ”

Qin Hao suddenly said: "Oh, I remembered, what is his situation?" ”

Liu Bin said with some sympathy: "The child's name is Wen Lele, a little pitiful, and he lives at No. 46 Chenguang Lane, Beiwen Street. ”

"The whereabouts of the biological father are unknown, and the disabled mother remarried with her son, and as a result, the stepfather she met had a tendency to domestic violence."

"Orphans and widows are often beaten, and although it is unfortunate, at least the man they meet is willing to support them and is willing to pay for this Bunrakule to go to school."

Qin Hao nodded, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Nothing else."

Liu Bin was silent for two seconds and said, "Team Qin, Wen Lele's stepfather is called Feng Dalong, and his tendency to domestic violence is a bit serious, why don't you let the civil police go over to criticize and educate him?" ”

After he said this, Qin Hao, who was staring at the computer screen, raised his head and stared at him, "Criticism of education? ”

Liu Bin nodded: "Yes, criticize education, is there any problem?" ”

"Big problem!"

Qin Hao glared at him and said, "I want to give you domestic violence now!" ”

"You didn't think about the police criticizing the education and leaving, what happened after that?"

"Will domestic violence be changed just because of a criticism and education? Can't change it! ”

"As soon as the police officer leaves, won't that Feng Dalong beat the orphan and widow to death?"

Liu Bin thought for a while and said, "Then arrest that guy and lock him up for a few days!" Can't cure him? ”

After speaking, Liu Bin found that Qin Hao was using a kind of "You're not sick, right?" He looked at himself with an expression.

"Liu Bin, then let me ask you, you arrested the man, who will raise the orphans and widows? Do you raise? ”

"School is going to start soon, do you want to pay him the tuition fee for Bunraku?"

Liu Bin: "......"

"Then, Team Qin, there is no solution to this matter?"

Qin Hao continued to look at the screen in front of him and said, "We are criminal policemen, this matter gives civil police officers a headache, there are too many domestic violence, how can we manage it?" ”

"If you don't die, it's not in our hands."

Liu Bin nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, it's not too early for Team Qin, I'll go first?" ”

"Well, let's go."

After Liu Bin left, Qin Hao stared at the screen in front of him for a while, got up a little irritably, walked to the window and lit a cigarette for himself.

Before the cigarette was finished, the phone rang.

"Team Qin, murder!"

"No. 46, Chenguang Lane, Beiwen Street!"

......