Human eyes can see everything outside, but cannot clearly see their own faces which are very close to them.
The bookstore has been keeping a vigilant eye on the ups and downs outside, as if even the people inside the bookstore would naturally ignore them. Perhaps their own side has already become the "ups and downs" in the eyes of outsiders.
Not to mention the boss who goes to hell to move around every time he has a full meal.
Take these ones in the bookstore for example. If they were placed outside, they could all establish their own territory and become the king.
Zhou Ze actually ran very fast. He wanted to catch him alive because he wanted to know who was trying to seize the power of incense in Tongcheng.
But the Taoist priest didn't give him this opportunity. Of course, he couldn't be blamed for this. He was forced, he was raped, he was innocent.
The other party wants his faith,
He gave it.
As for the next thing that the other party exploded directly,
You can't blame the prisoner for being too sensible, can you
The Taoist priest and Lao Zhang staggered together and their legs felt weak for a moment.
Old Zhang knelt on one knee on the ground, while the old Taoist walked back and forth for a circle, then sat down with a plop.
The tailbone was injured and he grimaced in pain.
When Zhou Ze arrived,
In addition to the slight smell of gunpowder in the air,
There is nothing else left.
"Boss, you are here."
The old Taoist looked at Zhou Ze and said, then shook his head and complained about himself.
"I'm old, and I don't have the strength to walk.
Hey, Lao Zhang, you need to make up for it!"
“… …” Lao Zhang.
On the way back, Zhou Ze kept frowning and didn't say anything. The stone was really just a pure ore and was not worth much. It was just for the sake of appearance and was regarded as a prop to attract people to burn incense and pray. Besides, the bookstore did not lack this kind of "rockery", so Boss Zhou did not let the Taoist move it back secretly.
When they arrived at the bookstore, Zhou Ze called Lawyer An over and told him what had happened during the day.
Lawyer An was shocked. He subconsciously thought that there was something missing when he and Feng Si were doing their work, and it was his own mistake.
But after Zhou Ze finished speaking,
Lawyer An finally understood.
This kind of handwriting,
This is definitely not something that some little land god can do, not to mention that they are still in the stage of secret development.
Therefore, in the next few days, except for the boss, everyone in the bookstore was arranged by Lawyer An. The Tongcheng area was divided into several areas, and everyone took turns to look for the person.
The previously lax work style has been rectified in the past few days, but with little effect. The little boy's group seemed to have discovered the same case, but the other party ran fast and seemed to have sensed something was wrong in advance, so he left directly and naturally was not caught.
But the investigation is still ongoing.
… …
"Two fried dough sticks, two tea eggs, a bowl of pickled mustard greens and shredded pork noodles, and a bowl of soy milk."
"Okay, wait."
Lao Zhang found an empty table and sat down, his face greasy.
It’s not because the last midnight snack was too delicious and greasy. Only those who have experienced staying up late can truly understand the feeling of having a greasy face after a night of staying up all night.
After searching all night last night, I still found nothing. In fact, Lao Zhang himself began to wonder what he was looking for.
As a veteran detective, searching for targets is something I am very familiar with, but this time, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Whenever he saw a small temple, he would run over to take a look. Even if it was a small land temple on the side of a field that was countless times smaller than a rural toilet, he would go down and take a look with a flashlight, for fear of missing any clues.
It's tiring. It's really tiring. Conducting investigations without any system or regularity is really something that can really drain your energy.
But Lao Zhang never thought of giving up or being perfunctory. As Lawyer An said at the mobilization meeting, the other party has extended their tentacles right under our noses. If we want to continue to live a peaceful life in the future, we have to catch the other party in advance.
Except for a few special cases, most of the people in the bookstore are local people of Tongcheng, or local ghosts of Tongcheng. They have a sense of ownership when doing things.
At this time,
A small hand reached out to him, took a tea egg from him, and peeled it and ate it.
Old Zhang looked up and saw that it was a little boy of seven or eight years old. He was not angry and let the boy eat.
After the little boy ate a tea egg, he took Lao Zhang's fried dough sticks. Lao Zhang pushed his bowl of soy milk in front of the little boy and started to eat the noodles with his gulps.
After a while,
The little boy finished eating the fried dough sticks and drank all the soy milk. Old Zhang also ate the noodles and touched his stomach.
Shouted:
"Boss, check out."
After paying the bill, Lao Zhang walked to his car, opened the door and got in.
There haven't been any serious criminal cases in Tongcheng recently, so he could come out and fly a kite under other pretexts. In any case, he should do what Lawyer An has asked him to do first, which can be regarded as serving the people of Tongcheng.
"Click"
I lit a cigarette after dinner.
Lao Zhang started the car, turned on the air conditioner, and planned to continue on his way after finishing this cigarette.
“Bang!”
The passenger door was opened, and Lao Zhang looked at the little boy sitting in it with some suspicion.
Lao Zhang smiled and said:
"I'm your dad, so I have to treat you to breakfast and take you to school?"
The little boy raised his head.
Looking at Lao Zhang with cute eyes,
Old Zhang also looked at the little boy with a loving gaze.
The little boy immediately jumped up.
He picked up an electric lucky cat toy from the front of Lao Zhang's car and smashed it at Lao Zhang's head:
"Whose father do you want to be? Whose father do you want to be
Zhang Yanfeng, you bastard, I am your ancestor, I am your ancestor!!!"
“Pah pah pah pah!!!”
… … …
Roadside flower beds,
Old Zhang, with a bruised face and a helpless and aggrieved look on his face, squatted in front of the bench.
The little boy sat on the bench.
It's very painful. It's very painful.
According to Chinese tradition,
It is natural for your father to beat you because he gave birth to you and raised you!
It is only natural for your grandfather to beat you because he gave birth to your father!
As for your great-grandfather, he is a very distant existence. It is difficult for most people to be beaten by his great-grandfather unless your family has been giving birth to children in a hurry for three generations.
As for those above us, there is no need to discuss whether they will hit you or not. They can already be ancestors and have become gods.
It's really an honor to be beaten. What's more, it's not unfair. Who told you to be someone's father with such sweet words
"Get up and cry for me!"
The little boy yelled.
"Why."
Lao Zhang stood up silently and sat obediently in the corner of the bench.
The little boy stretched out his foot and kicked Lao Zhang on the buttocks, cursing:
"How dare you sit with me? How dare you be so stupid
If you don't even know this little detail, no wonder you can only be a criminal police captain for the rest of your life."
“… …” Lao Zhang.
In fact, Lao Zhang really wants to say in reply, isn’t it you, the ancestor, who has set a good example
But after thinking about it, I decided not to say anything.
"How...how did you get up here?"
Old Zhang remembered that Feng Si had just returned a few days ago, and the purge should have been over. He also learned from Feng Si that his ancestor had also become a judge.
It's a very strange feeling.
After two lifetimes as a human being, and now being over fifty years old, Lao Zhang has become a "second-generation official." It seems that he can't even be called the second generation, as he has been an official for several generations.
What is this
Black family
Family from hell
"I've asked for an outsider. From now on, I will be responsible for traveling around the living world, looking around and taking a look. By the way, I will also promote your boss to an inspector. However, it will take a few days to announce the appointment to the underworld. By then, the gates of hell will be opened again."
Isn't he your boss too
Old Zhang muttered silently in his heart.
"Everyone else is trying to get in. When the Nine Eunuchs came to power, they purged many people. Coupled with the previous turmoil, even more people died. There is a problem with being a ghost, that is, everyone 'lives' for a long time, and there is no retirement system. Everyone at the top has their own job, so it is difficult for people below to squeeze up.
This time it was easy. So many radishes were pulled out that even I got a chance to be the judge.
Oh, but I am different from others. I don’t want to climb up anymore, so I took the initiative to take on the jobs that other judges avoided.
This will save me from being crushed to death next time your boss goes crazy if I'm in the main city of Hell or somewhere else."
A year ago, Ying Gou smashed the palace of King Chujiang with the moon, and people still talk about it today.
"oh."
Just listen to what your ancestors say. If you have anything to say, just mutter to yourself in your mind but don’t say it out loud.
"I went to the bookstore first, and asked for some red spider lily oral liquid, and then came out to look for you. It's really a pity that An Qi couldn't afford that guy. It will take a long time to find a needle in a haystack."
"Do you have any solution?" Lao Zhang asked immediately.
"Who am I?" The little boy pointed at his nose.
Old Zhang pursed his lips and answered:
"My ancestors."
"That's right. If I don't have any skills, can I still be your ancestor?"
“… …” Lao Zhang.
What skill does this require
"I've already thought of a way, and I've already told An Buqi about it. While I'm still in the world of the living, I'll help you find it.
In three days, it will be time to announce the appointment to your boss, so try to resolve this matter within these three days, or at least get some clues."
Lao Zhang nodded.
"Your boss is going to be promoted. Do you have anything to say?"
"Ah? What? My boss got a promotion, so I can go back to work in the bureau."
The little boy covered his face with his hands.
A face full of resentment and helplessness,
Then he kicked Lao Zhang in the buttocks again.
Cursed:
“From my time as an old man, I started fighting against foreigners, and then I died at the hands of bandits’ guns;
What sin did our Zhang family commit that you have to have words carved on your forehead when you were born, "Serve the People"? "
Lao Zhang thought about it,
road:
“That’s good too.”
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I went to mail out the signed postcards from the last event this afternoon. There were quite a lot of them, and I delayed for too long, so I slept late. I set the alarm but it didn’t wake up Long…
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