Lin Feng tilted his body to the left at an angle of about 30 degrees, and was reading a report in hand. The reason why he tilted his body like this was because the neck of the police officer Ma Da sitting in front of the table was tilted. .
Damn Ren Ziling, I just squinted for a while, and my neck was crooked.
Forget it, go to an old Chinese doctor after get off work to twist it back, it's been twisted all day, and it's not convenient to always twist it.
"What are you doing so fast? Are you in a hurry?" But Ma sir, whose neck was twisted, was not happy seeing anything at this time, and it was even more uncomfortable to see Lin Feng crooked.
"That... Ma sir, I have an appointment."
"Woman? Girlfriend?"
Lin Feng smiled embarrassingly, scratched his head shyly and said, "It's not a girlfriend, it's just a female netizen. We made an appointment to go to the gymnasium to watch a concert... Look..."
Ma Houde muttered: "It seems that it is really a grand event. It is a place with 60,000 to 70,000 people."
"Horse sir?"
Ma Houde waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, you can get off work, and just hand over the work to colleagues outside, hurry up, don't be late!"
"Thank you Ma sir!"
Ma Houde rolled his eyes and lit a cigarette after seeing Lin Feng leave, thinking about the two recent cases... 48 hours have passed since the two cases, and the difficulty of investigation is probably becoming more and more difficult.
Ma sir felt more and more irritable, so he packed his things and left the office...to see a Chinese medicine doctor.
Unexpectedly, when I got to the front of the bureau, I saw two police officers, a man and a woman, a taxi driver and a little girl pulling here, "What are you doing? What are you all doing?"
"Officer Ma, Officer Ma!" The male policeman saw it and saluted quickly: "It's like this, this old master brought a little girl here to report the crime, saying that the little girl might have gotten lost or got into trouble with her family. Kind. But when we asked her, she couldn't say anything, just say something and send her to the gymnasium. She is not a lost population, ran away from home or something... "
"Ah?" Ma sir was taken aback.
The old driver hurriedly said: "Police officer, this child ran into my car suddenly, and I asked her parents and didn't say anything... and said that if I don't send her to the gymnasium, she will make a big fuss, Say, say I groped her! My God, this child is enough to be my granddaughter! Can I do this? Sir, I have worked hard for more than ten years! My character Everyone agrees! Don't listen to this kid's nonsense! Here, this is my evidence, take a look!"
"Okay, okay..." Ma Houde waved his hand quickly, and glanced at the little girl who was caught by the policewoman at this time.
Now that the little girl's eyes... look a little scary? What kind of weird things can happen these days? Isn't the little devil now too precocious
So Ma Houde squatted down, patted the little girl's head, and said in a harmonious voice: "Little friend, are you in trouble? Don't be afraid to tell your uncle? Uncle will help you... Did this person touch you?" ?”
"Ah sir! I am wronged! If I, I have such a thing, can I, can I bring her here?" The old driver blushed suddenly: "I, I can do such a heartless thing. I, if I do, I, I will die!!"
"Okay, okay, I'll just ask as usual, why are you excited!" Ma Houde gave the old driver a disgusted look.
At this time, the little girl whose head was touched... This real dragon of Shenzhou who is only a little girl now feels like she is completely broken, oh my god...
Unexpectedly, the driver dragged himself directly to the police station.
"Where are your parents? Are you alone? What's your name? Where does your family live?" Sir Ma asked chatteringly.
"Can you..." Long Xiruo took a deep breath, "Can you stop talking and send me to the gymnasium?"
"Gymnasium? Are your parents there? Is it work or something?" Ma sir has always been very patient with children.
"Can you stop asking..." Long Xiruo lost his mind, shook his body twice, and suddenly raised his head.
The ghost knows what she went through in just a few minutes... Long Xiruo's big eyes blinked brightly, and she said in a childlike voice: "Uncle, you are so handsome! You look like a good person! Can you take me with you?" Shall I go to the gymnasium? My grandma said where to wait for me!"
broken... broken...
Long Xiruo felt that she could go get drunk afterward... It's broken, it's broken...
Oh my god... I think I'm a mighty Chinese real dragon, but I want to sell... cute in this place?
"What's your grandma's name? You can contact her directly."
Ma sir still communicated with the little girl patiently, which reminded him of the time when his child was still this age.
On that day, I was very happy.
"No, just take me there, please, uncle, okay..."
So cute... this is so cute! Ma sir felt like his heart was about to melt, how could there be such a cute little girl in the world
"Oh... so, then what's your name?" Ma Houde nodded and said, "The police uncle must know your name."
"dragon… "
"dragon?"
"Long, Long'er..."
"Long'er?" Ma Houde nodded, and then patted Long Xiruo's head smoothly, "Okay, uncle will take you to the gym now."
Stop patting my head...
"Ma sir, are you really planning to send her off?" the policeman asked curiously, "Let's just do this."
Ma Houde shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's okay, anyway, I will drop by there to see a Chinese doctor. Look at my neck, it can't be crooked all day, right?"
After saying that, Ma Houde smiled kindly, and took Long Xiruo's hand, "Come on, Long'er, uncle will take you to reunite with your grandma!"
The police officer looked far away, the horse sir was really... bursting with love, so it turns out!
It's over, it's over, it's over...
Calm down, calm down... Calm down, Long Xiruo, you have to calm down! !
Shenzhou Zhenlong kept hypnotizing himself, and finally got into the car successfully!
Unexpectedly, Ma Houde, an experienced father, seemed to be in a good mood at this time, humming a little tune, slowly wiped the windshield of the car, and then carefully put on the seat belt for Long Er.
After Ma Houde put on his seat belt, he patted her on the head again, "Long'er, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"
"Uncle, Uncle, but, can... drive?" Long'er's fingers pressed under the skirt were slightly bent, and he grabbed the leather on the co-pilot with all his strength.
"Ah, yes! Drive! Sit tight!"
Ma Houde nodded, inserted the key, started the engine, and then suddenly stretched out his crooked neck and said, "Oh, I remember there is a little chocolate here! Let me get it for you."
Ah... I can't take it anymore... I can't take it anymore! ! ! ! !
I saw Long Er's little fan clenched his fists, and his whole body exploded. He pinched the horse sir's neck with both hands, and shook vigorously, "Give me, drive!!!!!!!"
"All right... let go, cough cough... let go of me first..." Ma Houde patted Longer's arm painfully.
This little girl is so fierce? Must be family factors, right
Alas, is it the lack of care and the like? Said to be a grandma, could it be that she is a left-behind child, so she looks more irritable? so poor…
Ma Houde regained his composure, shook his neck, and the child finally let him go. So he took a deep breath and stepped on the accelerator lightly.
Hmm... huh
When did my neck go back to normal?
I didn't expect to be shaken by this little girl and come back... Really good! Saved a lot of medical expenses... Could this child be a little angel
Ah... so cute!
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Neon lights, night falls, people coming and going.
Cheng Yiran sat alone under the pedestrian bridge on the road. He was wearing a peaked cap, a cap that was lowered down, almost covering his eyes, and wearing sunglasses.
There was an acoustic guitar hanging on his body, and the fingers on his hand did not affect the strings of the acoustic guitar... because the song was very simple and did not require any skills.
The alley in front of the place used to hold the acoustic guitar is open, and there are a few steel coins and a few banknotes scattered in it... one yuan.
The only piece of five yuan was put down by a passing grandmother not long ago.
They all just passed by, didn't stop, didn't stop to listen to anything, they just dropped the money and left in a hurry.
No one listens... no one knows, he's been here, singing all afternoon.
Cheng Yiran's voice was a little hoarse. He followed one after another without stopping. He seemed a little nervous at the beginning, and now he is singing almost numbly.
Singing "again", singing "Blue Lotus", singing "lost"... no one stopped.
He expected someone to stop.
No one stays all the time.
Sure enough, after losing that guitar, he can no longer impress anyone, even if he sings hoarsely, even if he sings with all his heart.
Even though the tune is simple, the fingers on my hands will feel numb from the pain in the afternoon.
But... What are you still insisting on here
Cheng Yiran thought, he should have gotten used to this kind of no one caring about him... He and Hong Guan had experienced such things in Houhai, but in Sanlitun, didn't they
Hong Guanhe... Crown him... During this period of time, when I was alone on the other side of the square, did I feel the same way
"I also hope, can anyone stop?"
Stopping his fingers, Cheng Yiran finally stopped singing this afternoon and looked at the time... The competition is about to start, right
He silently packed the things here, at first he thought that by returning to the original state like this, he would understand something on the street where no one stayed.
But after working in vain for half a day, there is still no gain, but I feel more and more confused.
"It's me, can you call a car and take me there?" Cheng Yiran called Cheng Yun: "I'm at Huanshi East Road now... Okay, I'll wait. Thank you, Mr. Cheng."
Let's go to see Hong Guan's performance, Cheng Yiran took a deep breath, and glanced at the screen of the building in front...the advertisement.
Unexpectedly, the phone rang suddenly at this moment, Cheng Yiran was taken aback, and found that it was an unfamiliar call. He frowned and chose to answer.
"Hi, is anyone there?"
"Who are you?" Cheng Yiran was not sure, but he seemed to have heard this voice before.
"Yes! I am Yudanqiang!"
"Fishball... strong?" Cheng Yiran was taken aback.
"Me! The boss who sells fish ball noodles! Is it you? What did you say about Beijing Normal University last time! I met that person!"
"Where are you!" Cheng Yiran subconsciously asked quickly. 8