Near the Seventh Middle School where Chu Yuan was studying, there is an old city + district that is applying for cultural heritage. The scattered alleys contain a strong historical atmosphere. The ancient walls are engraved with traces of historical changes. The courtyard with gray walls and gray tiles is extremely rare in Beitian. It is said that any courtyard here can be sold at a sky-high price now, so there are not many indigenous residents left. Most courtyards have become collections of rich people or investment products for real estate speculators. Many of them have rented them out because of their special cultural value. The rent is no less than that of star-rated hotels, and it is even better.

Wuhou Hutong, with a domineering name, is actually a thin and long alley, and parking is inconvenient. Most of the people who lived here used to be ordinary people, and there was no large courtyard with three or four entrances, but even the only courtyard was a one-stop place compared to my small nest.[]

One of the Hongmen courtyards is elegant and quiet, with neat flowers and plants, and a pomegranate tree as thick as a bowl, which is comfortable and pleasant. When I think of a pig living in such a beautiful courtyard, I can't help but feel distressed for the owner.

Dong Xiaoye didn't regard the scum in the house as any character. This is not underestimating the enemy. A person who runs wildly all over the street when he is afraid. If you value him, you will feel that you are insulting yourself. So Sister Hu kicked the door open very handsomely, but immediately regretted it.

A disgusting smell came over me and almost pushed us out. The living room was messy, leftovers, dirty clothes, smelly socks, beer bottles, color + erotic + magazines, and threw them everywhere, with almost no place to get off the feet. The bedroom door was open, and the panting sound from the room made people blush. The brave Tiger Sister's face changed, three points of annoyance but seven points of embarrassment.

On the big bed, the sloppy man carrying the woman's thighs in sweat stopped shaking his lower body. He looked at me standing at the door with his nose pinched in disbelief. During the three or five seconds of his dazed, the young woman wearing a golden ponytail wig under him was still closed with her eyes tightly, and dedicatedly followed the heroine in the 42-inch LCD TV in the bed action movie of the Island Country in the 42-inch LCD TV and exaggeratedly shouted "Yafen Butterfly". Sister Hu was blinded and subconsciously withdrew.

The door flashed behind me. This was a normal reaction for a woman, and it had nothing to do with whether she was a qualified detective. First of all, the fat man's greasy and trembling fat was too visually impactful. Not to mention Sister Hu, I had the urge to poke blind when I saw it. Secondly, the sister of the cosplay Sailor Yue was too devoted to touching herself, her posture was too sensual, and she was too professional. Sister Hu was a policeman, but she was even more a woman. I guess she must have regretted that she should have knocked on the door first just now.

The admirable professional spirit of sailor Yue seemed to realize that the fat man on her body had stopped moving, which caused her to reveal her fraud during service, so she was a little embarrassed and angry and said, "Are you wrong? I asked me to dress up for half a day, lick it for half an hour, and I wouldn't even have you inserted it for a minute without you?! Brother, I won't give you a discount if you do this, you...ah-Who are you?!"

Sister Yue of the sailor turned her head and looked over with the fat man's eyes. Then she realized that I was standing at the door, but she didn't see Dong Xiaoye who had already hid behind me.

The buddy smiled embarrassedly and whispered at the fat man on her, "I'm his friend."

Sister Sailor Yue was just looking at me, but she didn't notice that the fat man was so scared that his face was blue and his teeth were trembling. He lit up his eyes with peach blossoms and said to me in a coquettish way: "Handsome guy, you have to pay more for three p~"

I turned around and asked Dong Xiaoye, "Can this sentence be used as evidence for **?"

When the chicken was no less sensitive to the word "**" than the pervert who was touched by a good family, she flipped off the sofa with a "ah" sound, pulled the hem of her short and pitiful skirt, and shouted: "Who***?! I, I am his girlfriend!"

"Oh?" I smiled, pointed at the fat man and asked, "What's your boyfriend's name?"

"He's...he's..." The poor chicken remembered, and I said I was his boyfriend's name, so I naturally knew what his name was.

Dong Xiaoye and I didn't even look back at my head, and said coldly: "His name is Gong Fanlin, he is a wanted criminal - do you want to admit that you are ** or do you want to admit that you are hiding and hiding the wanted criminal?"

That's right, the fat man was Gong Fanlin. Last time at the gate of No. 7 Middle School, I had a conflict with him and Lin Yunan, but then I deliberately let him go, followed by Sister Hu, and found his hiding place. Since then, I asked Lin Zhi and Sister Hu to arrange a few people to monitor the product, but he has not touched him.

When Gong Fanlin saw me, he was already scared and stammered: "Chu, Chu Nan, how could you find this place..."

I didn't blink, "Zhang Mingjie told me."

Gong Fanlin blurted out: "Impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?" I smiled and said, "Because that day was in heaven and earth, and he was the one who instructed you and Lin Yun'an to cut me down?"

Only then did Gong Fanlin realize that I had been messing with her, her fat face became even whiter.

"You little life is very comfortable," I walked into the house, picked up a pair of flowery shorts on the ground with two fingers, threw them to Gong Fanlin, and then shook my head and looked at the face of fear, but not looking at me but at Gong Fanlin's little pheasant. Under the heavy makeup, my face was surprisingly tender, "College student, are you?"

"High...high school student..." Little pheasant said panickedly: "Brother Policeman, please spare me, I really don't know he is a wanted criminal!"

"High school student?" I was shocked and thought of the nearby high school, "It's not from No. 7 Middle School, right?"

The little pheasant's eyes flashed yellow, and he agreed without denying it, "Brother, I'm underage yet. Give me a chance, I will definitely reform myself!" After that, he grabbed a Chanel bag from the bedside table, took out a stack of banknotes, which cost about a thousand yuan, and stuffed it into my hand. "This is the money he gave me just now. I don't want it anymore. I will never make such money again, and I will never buy brand-name bags again. I will never do such things again in the future. Brother, can you please let me go?"

I ignored her and said coldly to Gong Fanlin: "Damn the high school student, you are really promising."

Gong Fanlin's face was gloomy and wanted to smile flatter, but he couldn't laugh. He put on his shorts and got out of the bed. He suddenly pushed the little pheasant on the back, trying to use her to stop me and take the opportunity to escape, but he just rushed out of the bedroom. When Sister Hu shouted, a handsome and handsome high whip leg, she threw the girl to the ground. Sister Hu squatted down quickly as soon as she landed on the ground, took out two tissues from her pocket to polish her shoes, and cursed: "It's really him + mom + disgusting, it's even more disgusting than stepping on shit! Xiao Chuzi, buy a pair of new shoes and pay me!"

Gong Fanlin was so sad that he was so sad that he saw that Sister Hu was not in a hurry to handcuff him. Before he could get up, he staggered out of the door. Seeing that Sister Hu and Sister Hu were not chasing me, he reminded him 'kindly': "Brother of the police, that guy ran away..."

Before he finished speaking, Gong Fanlin retreated into the room in her surprised gaze. The facial features on her fat face squeezed together, and knelt in front of me with a snap, crying: "Master Chu, Grandpa Chu, I was wrong. What do you want to ask? I will do it, I will do it all. Please don't hit me, save my life, can you give me to the police?"

The little pheasant walked to the living room and looked out the window, and was also frightened. The spacious yard was filled with fierce men dressed in gangs. The leader was wearing a snow-white suit with a pretense...

Gong Fanlin was tied up and stuffed into Sang Yingjie's car. He was quite dissatisfied with the two little police officers who had been responsible for surveillance of Gong Fanlin. However, Lin Zhi had the order and did not dare to vent his face because of Sister Hu's face. In fact, Sister Hu didn't agree with me, but what Sang Yingjie said before leaving made Sister Hu unhappy but unable to argue - brother, don't be dissatisfied. Now the people of the whole country know that the darkest people in Beitian are not those of us in black suits, but you in police uniforms. You, first solve your own problems, and then talk about punishing evil and promoting good...

Sang Yingjie took Gong Fanlin away, and Sister Hu turned her head and asked, "What should I do with this girl?"

The little pheasant took off her wig, changed into clothes, washed her face, and disappeared from the charm of the bed, and changed into a pitiful expression of fear and tears. It looked as if it was about the same age as Chu Yuan Dongfang, but there was obviously more of the philanthropy that Chu Yuan and Dongfang did not have and the hypocritical acting skills that only adults could have.

I returned the stack of money to her and said, "There are many ways and methods to make money. Which one is correct and which one is wrong? When you hand over the money to your parents, they can spend it steadily. When others ask you where your bag comes from, you can answer a clear conscience, that is correct, otherwise it is wrong - the body is your own, and life is your own. If you don't care about yourself, no matter what others say, you can't help you. Just take care of yourself."

The little pheasant was stunned, "Don't you catch me?"

I pulled Sister Hu in the police uniform without looking back, and said as I walked: "If you have no cure, you can't save you if you arrest you for a few days. If you sincerely regret and repent, give you a chance to not let you be embarrassed, it is also a good thing. No one expects you, a ignorant little thing who doesn't love yourself, to learn to be grateful. It's just sympathetic and sympathetic for your parents who gave birth to such a daughter, and you will be ridiculed because of you."

The little pheasant stood there in a daze. I knew without looking at it, and the hypocritical acting skills on her face had been erased.

Dong Xiaoye gave me a blank look and spat in a low voice: "Are you so good people..."

I don’t agree, “You say, are there such students in high schools nowadays, or are there only Yuyuan and the Seventh Middle School?”

"How could I know," the 26-year-old virgin policewoman was subtly injured by his self-esteem. "What are you asking about this?"

I sighed, "If I only have the virtue of No. 7 Middle School, I really have to consider whether I should take care of the fate when I go to school..."

I didn't hear Sister Hu answer. When I turned my head and saw that she looked sad, "What should I do if you go to Shanghai?"

This time, I looked sad...
Chapter completed!