143 Beautiful Hands
As for the protagonist Chu Huan Tong Xie who caused this incident, he was still carefully asking the Feng Gang gangsters where they left her mobile phone. At this moment, Wu Shao's heart was ready to beat Jiang.
With regard to the broken cell phone that Chu Huan usually uses, Wu Shao felt that it was time to throw it away in the trash can.
Walking to Xiao Moye's side, Wu Shao asked, "Didn't you say that you will be back tomorrow?"
"One day early." Xiao Moye replied. When he thought of what Huan would become if he didn't make a temporary decision to come back early, he was afraid for a while.
Wu Shao took the initiative to confess his mistake this time, "This time it was my carelessness. I didn't expect that Hong Lei would use this kind of damage." In fact, to put it plainly, Hong Lei didn't know what Chu Huan meant to Xiao Moye. What's going on. If it were replaced by the other women around Mo Ye three years ago, even if they were killed, Mo Ye would be indifferent.
After a pause, Wu Shao asked again, "How did you know that Chu Huan was brought here?" He came over by coincidence. You know, Wu Shao went to the police station and the gangster again. After a long time, no one was found! In this world, Wu Shao never believes in excessive coincidences.
Xiao Moye glanced at her mobile phone, and Chu Huan carefully checked, "I got a tracking signal in her mobile phone, and when I got off the plane, I followed the signal to come over." As a result, she didn't have time to change her uniform. under.
Wu Shao was amazed, this can be installed in Chu Huan's cell phone, but Chu Huan didn't find it when Chu Huan tossed the cell phone. It is estimated that it is also a scientific research design in the army.
This kind of thing is really impossible to buy with money. It is used by people engaged in spy and intelligence work. Who would have thought that Xiao Moye actually used this thing like this.
"Lao Jiang told you about this?" Because he thought Xiao Moye was still in City B, and because of Chu Huan being robbed, Wu Shao planned to wait for Chu Huan to find him, and then come to a Negative Jing to plead guilty.
"Well, he knew that I was going back to City Z early today, so he told me."
"Then what are you going to do with this?" Wu Shao was referring to the stall in front of him.
"Let Lao Jiang and the others handle it, don't involve Huan on this matter." Xiao Moye said lightly.
"I know it in my heart." Wu Shao said, Xiao Moye's words meant that he could naturally give Hong Lei and the Fenggang people any reason, but Chu Huan had to be cleaned up so that she would not be given away by others. Harassed.
Wu Shao called the police station and called the tow truck to tow the two cars away.
Xiao Moye asked Wu Shao for the key to the Mercedes he drove, and planned to leave with Chu Huan first. Wu Shao handed over the keys with an unlucky look, and Chu Huan asked Xiao Moye anxiously, "Should we wait for the police to come and explain the situation, lest others think we are absconding in fear of crime."
Wu Shao looked like he was about to be defeated, "I keep it, and I will explain the situation."
"But..." She wanted to say something more, Xiao Moye had already picked up Chu Huan, Wu Shao helped open the car door and watched her friend carefully put the woman in the co-pilot's seat, and then gently helped her. He buckled his seat belt, then sat in the driver's seat and drove away from the scene.
Gazing at the back of his car from a distance, Wu Shao let out a long sigh. Fortunately, Chu Huan didn't have any serious problems, otherwise, Mo Ye could really do something about it.
Slowly raising his footsteps, Wu Shao walked to Hong Lei's side and looked down at the other half-dead bear-like, "This way, at best it is the beginning." Wu Shao shrugged and called again. Commanded a few words.
Five minutes later, the number of gangsters and police officers on the streets of the city began to gradually decrease, and everything slowly returned to normal.
The big gang leaders felt satisfied that they had sold Wu Shao a favor.
The boss of the Feng Gang felt that his subordinates had not caused a catastrophe at all. Even if the boss was hurt, it was estimated that the damage was limited, so he finally took a long sigh.
The chief of the police station felt that he was safe on top of the black yarn, and he was happy, and decided to give Deputy Chief Jiang and the police elites of the special team a bonus at the end of the year.
Deputy Chief Jiang was also relieved, and finally he could go home and have a good supper. The food in the cafeteria of the police station is really not good.
The elites in the police circle were also very happy. The people were found and the task was completed. Although the process was a bit different from what they thought, the result was still satisfactory. I heard that the director had plans to increase bonuses by the end of the year, so he directly enlisted them. In the middle of the night, I ran to a nearby food stall and had a meal.
In short, this kind of result, to some extent, can be regarded as a happy one.
Of course, except for Hong Lei.
Chu Huan sat in the car and looked at Xiao Moye who was driving quietly. His profile was exquisite and extravagant, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, tall nose, sexy thin lips, and the elegance of a medieval nobleman. It was really hard to imagine. Before, he had beaten people so violently, even killing people didn't matter.
Her gaze followed his side and slowly moved to his hands holding the steering wheel. His hands are slender, with well-defined joints, and the shape of his fingers is very beautiful. Chu Huan once felt that such hands are almost like the hands of an artist.
"What are you looking at?" His voice suddenly sounded in the carriage.
"Uh, your hand... very beautiful." She hesitated and replied. Strictly speaking, it is difficult for her to associate such a beautiful hand with the bloody hand that hit Hong Lei just now.
"Really?" He smiled softly, "Like my hands?"
"It feels like a pity not to play the piano with such a hand," she said, and then said again, "but no one stipulates that a person with beautiful hands must play the piano. Anyway, there are many people in the world who have beautiful hands but can't play the piano. "
"It really seems to be a pity." He muttered softly. She said this to him a long time ago. At that time, she said it like this—
"Xiao Moye, your hands are so beautiful, it seems a pity not to play the piano."
So he went to learn to play piano for her, and then played her favorite tunes over and over again, just to make her...like him even more.
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Reminder: Because I have officially used up all the birds, I can only go home at night, and the rest of the rest of the day will be updated after 6:30 in the evening~~~