"Fiction books, then you really found the right person."

Old-fashioned and enthusiastic,

Can you not be enthusiastic? As a big prostitute in the wilderness, he often walks by the river, even if he is not afraid of wet shoes.

If this is to get to know more good friends, at least it will look at the acquaintance in the future and be able to take care of them.

He turned around and went to the bookshelf, picked out a few books with great care, and then handed them to him.

The middle-aged policeman reached out to take the stack of books, flipped through it a little, and frowned.

"Police Story", he turned over another copy of "Police Officer's Self-cultivation"

There are a few more books below, all about the names of the police.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He raised his head and looked at the old way:

"Old Taoist...is there any kind of casual book?"

"You know, I finally came back from a business trip and took a vacation."

"Huh, don't you like this type?"

"No, I just want to see something scary recently."

"Oh~"

The old man nodded and shoved the books back.

Take a new copy from the most conspicuous place on the shelf.

"Let’s take a look at the latest products in our store, absolutely boutique "I'm in a horror world, the ghosts I caught are super obedient""

"Hehe, this name is quite long."

The middle-aged policeman took the book handed over.

Turning a few pages, he nodded with satisfaction.

"pretty good."

The middle-aged policeman sat there and looked through it.

He is not in a hurry.

It should be a little later before he goes back.

The old Dao and Jiang Taixu are still playing games without heart and soul.

Zuo Chen didn't know if he was tired or something, and stood up and got lazy.

The policeman who was reading a book immediately noticed the young man.

He glanced carefully, his expression changed.

It seemed that I didn't dare to confirm, and it seemed to be a little frightened.

His eyes changed back and forth several times, but he didn't say anything until Zuo Chen walked out of the house.

"Veteran."

He yelled softly and old-fashionedly,

The old way also just ended a round at this time, looking back wonderingly.

"What's wrong?"

"Uh..."

The middle-aged policeman looked out of the door again, seemingly not embarrassed.

But in the end it changed the subject.

"How much?"

"Hey, that's it, you can just watch it,"

The old way laughed, not caring at all.

This is not pretended, but really doesn't care much.

Apart from him and Jiang Taixu, the only two living people in the shop.

What are the others? ,

Secretly tell you Yo,

The young man who just lay in the doorway is the landlord who you want to squeeze your heads in the Guard Mansion.

Also, guess what good thing is the milk tea you drink,

This is made by our boss Meng Po personally using Bian flowers. Yes, Meng Po is the one who specializes in selling Meng Po soup.

Recently I switched to making milk tea. I was not surprised or surprised.

Ha, the waiter at our door is so cute?

Of course it's cute. When she twists your head along the network cable, she might be even more cute.

You said, just such a teahouse run by the family, do you care how much you give?

They want money, it should be easier than printing on a press.

But maybe someone else would feel embarrassed when they heard this sentence.

Then he twitched and said, "How can it be done?"

But the middle-aged policeman touched his pocket subconsciously.

The whole person's face became weird.

As an old man, I don’t understand the meaning of this expression.

Hey, it turns out there are people who go out without money.

The veteran mentality secretly smiled. He glanced at the time, and suddenly turned into a surprised expression:

"Congratulations, the rules in our store, all customers who are still in the store at half past five are free of charge."

His smile is fake, and the pretense is fake.

The middle-aged policeman nodded unexpectedly.

Old Tao fetched a cigarette from his pocket and handed one.

"Thanks."

The middle-aged policeman thanked the old man for the fire.

Then the two smoked together.

With this thing that is very emotional for men.

The middle-aged police also spoke more.

"I have long heard that there was a very hot place before Tianjun Temple, and I have never had a chance to come."

"Hurt, just so-so," the old Tao replied.

"Are you on a long trip?"

"It's not too far, it's just a few days' delay over there."

The middle-aged policeman exhaled smoke with a smile.

"Things are tricky?"

Old-fashioned glanced questioningly.

The middle-aged policeman nodded and said helplessly:

"Yeah, this time things are really evil."

"Obviously, the case received said that he encountered a suspect who has been at large for years."

"But when we hurried over, people had been dead for several years."

No matter how many things, the middle-aged police did not go on.

Obviously he is also avoiding taboos.

"Is there anything like this?"

The old-fashioned person was not asking, but continued to change the topic.

Wait until the sky has just dimmed.

The middle-aged policeman got up, turned his head and left.

I also agreed to include the book money this time when I come next time.

He walks easily,

There is no other kind of embarrassment because of credit.

The old Dao watched his back leave.

Just withdraw his sight,

It wasn't until this moment that he smashed his mouth, as if he felt something was wrong.

But as for the wrong method, he couldn't tell.

Zuo Chen's body appeared on his wicker chair again.

Speak softly:

"People are gone?"

"Go away."

The old man nodded.

"I'll get some sandalwood out later, and send him a ride."

Zuo Chen continued to speak.

"Send...huh? Dijun... what does this mean..."

"Who is it for?"

The veteran glanced at Zuo Chen incomprehensibly, a hunch in his heart.

"Has he passed away?"

But then the old Taoist shook his head:

"No, if it's a ghost, the way I can feel it is."

"There is clearly no ghost in him."

"Old way, actually... I also saw that he is not alive..."

Jiang Taixu sat beside the old way, making a weak voice.

"Fun Duzi, why don't people say anything when they are there."

"I'm afraid... if you don't believe it, you can see for yourself."

Jiang Taixu took the phone from his hand and searched for a piece of news seven days ago.

The front page of the news is the photo of the middle-aged policeman just now.

The content described below is that the suspect who had absconded for 23 years reappeared within the scope of Lucheng.

The captain of the Lucheng Police Department, Zhao Xianchao, led the team to the arrest. During the arrest, the captain Zhao Xianchao died unfortunately.

Three days later, the police confirmed the information again, and when they found the suspect's home, they only dug up a paper man.

The face of the paper man is like that of the fugitive in twenty-three years.

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[Author's digression]: Three rounds now! It's up to you whether it can be four rounds! ! ! Asking for a bank note~ By the way, look at an advertisement duck~~