In the end, the fight ended with Chen Wuya hitting Su Muzhe's shoulder blade with one punch, while Su Muzhe punching Shen Wuya on the side face.

Chen Wuya made a "hiss", reached out and covered his left cheek, and shouted angrily: "I said Su Muzhe, are you jealous of me being handsomer than you? What does it mean to slap me in the face every time I hit me?"

Su Muzhe pressed his painful shoulder and sneered: "You deserve it."

Because the two were more careful when fighting, they deliberately avoided the furniture decorations of Zhao Zi's family, but after all, it was difficult to avoid it with one punch or two feet. Therefore, although these things look no different from before, if you look closely, you will find that there are cracks or fist marks on them.

At this time, Zhao Zi pushed open the kitchen door and walked out with two plates of dishes in her hand. Wang Ran followed her, holding dishes in her hand.

Since Wang Ran told Zhao Zi that their daughter was fine, Zhao Zi's heart became much brighter. She thought that it was time to go, so she had to invite guests at home to a meal no matter what.

As a result, when they came out, they were shocked when they looked at Su Muzhe and Shen Wuya. Aren’t these two people talking alone? Did they use fists to communicate?

Of course, when Wang Ran looked at Chen Wuya with a bruised face, he couldn't stop feeling secretly - it made you crazy, now you have been slapped in the face, you deserve it!

Su Muzha explained expressionlessly: "Officer Chen didn't stand firm just now, and his feet slid a little. I went to help him, but he hit my shoulder, which caused the current situation."

Chen Wuya immediately covered his whole face - even if you want to make an excuse, would you find a better one? If you say this, no matter how hard I look, I look like a mentally retarded!

Zhao Zi was speechless, but said, "So that's the case. You must be careful in the future. Come on, Mr. Su, Officer Chen, let's have a meal first. Thank you very much today."

Chen Wuya refused first, "No, there are other things in the police station, I have to go back first. Thank you Ms. Zhao for your kindness."

Su Muzhe also said: "I still have class in the afternoon and I have to go back."

Wang Ran hurriedly asked, "Then, what about Qingqing?"

Su Muzhe picked up his backpack and said, "I will come here again at 10 o'clock in the evening."

Zhao Zi put down the dish plate and quickly tried to keep the two of them, but none of them could be kept. Seeing Chen Wuya and Su Muzhe go out, she could only sigh helplessly.

Wang Ran happily sent them away. Before leaving, Chen Wuya turned around and looked at him. Just this glance actually scared Wang Ran into a cold sweat. It was exactly the opposite of Su Mu's pure conspiracy. Chen Wuya had a pair of black and excessive eyes. When looking at people seriously, he always gave people a strong sense of oppression, just like a pair of demonic eyes.

In a trance, Wang Ran suddenly felt that this Police Officer Shen might also be a dangerous character hidden and hidden.

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After leaving the community, a police car was waiting on the side of the road. Chen Wuya put on the police cap and opened the car door and sat in. His elegant manner attracted the attention of many people.

Seeing Su Muzhe waiting for the car on the side of the road, Chen Wuya pressed the window and waved his hand at him, "Do you want me to send you a ride?"

Su Muzha twitched the corner of his mouth, "Thank you, no need."

"Then I'll leave, beg you." Chen Wuya waved his hand and was about to put down the car window, but remembered something again. He said to Su Muzhe, "Ajiu is going to handle other cases. When I go back, I will tell her that you are here today."

Su Muzhe happened to stop a taxi. Without saying a word, he opened the car door and got in, and then walked away.

Police/The little policeman sitting in the driver's seat in the car asked curiously: "Boss, is that young man just now the person that Officer Yingjiu likes?"

Chen Wuya nodded carelessly.

The little policeman wanted to ask a few more questions, but when he saw his boss's gloomy face and solemn expression, he obediently closed his mouth and started the police car to drive to the police station.

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At nine o'clock in the evening, the sky was already dark. In the sky, a big bird was flying forward quickly. Because its feathers were black and golden, it was not conspicuous at all in such a deep night.

There was still a person sitting on the back of the bird. There was no doubt that this person was naturally Su Muzhe. With night as a cover, he no longer had to be as cautious as the sun.

The big roll was extremely fast, but in just ten minutes, he took Su Muzhe to the vicinity of the community where Zhao Zi lived. In a dim corner, he jumped off the back of the big roll and walked to the door of the community.

He had just taken out his cell phone and was about to call Zhao Zi. But he suddenly heard an old voice behind him, "Little young man, your surname is Su?"

Su Muzhe quickly turned around and saw an old man in his sixties or seventies standing behind him. His hair was all white, his face was covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, and he was still wearing a bunch of completely white goatee, which looked a little funny. But his eyes were very clear and hidden, hiding a kind of light, and he really didn't look like an old man of his age.

Su Muzhe was sure that this old man must be a trainer, because his walking pace was light and steady, and his breathing was longer than that of ordinary people. What's more, when he appeared behind him, he didn't notice it at all - this old man was definitely not an ordinary person.

Su Muzhe said quietly: "My surname is Su, how dare you ask me, who are you?"

The old man laughed "haha" and reached out to pat Su Muzhe on the shoulder, but Su Muzhe avoided it. He said helplessly: "Don't be so nervous. I'm not a bad person. According to our seniority, you have to call me 'Grandpa Zhang'."

Is "Zhang"?

Su Muzhe's expression moved slightly. He couldn't help but ask: "Who do you dare to ask if you are from Zhang Daoyuan?"

The old man couldn't help laughing again, and reached out to pat his shoulder again. This time Su Muzhe never avoided it. The old man looked at him with admiration, "No wonder my disciple said that you are a smart guy. Now it seems that this is true. You are much smarter than my stupid/dan family. Yes, I am a master of Zhang Daoyuan, and also his third grandfather. Just call me 'Grandpa Zhang' with him."

Su Muzhe was very respectful to such an old man. So he said kindly: "Hello Grandpa Zhang."

The old man responded, and was so happy that he couldn't help but reach out to touch his goatee. He asked Su Muzhe, "Xiao Su, are you here to deal with the matter of losing your child in that family?"

"How do you know?" Su Muzhe was very surprised, but he reacted in an instant, "Grandpa Zhang, are you the people in the neighborhood of Ms. Zhao?"

Old man Zhang said, "That's right, it's what you think. In fact, I asked my little boy to give to the child named Zhao. Speaking of which, I felt ashamed. I moved here half a year ago. At that time, I found a little ghost playing with the little girl in that family. I saw that the little ghost had no malice, so I let her go. After all, the little girl was lonely and pitiful. Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that such a thing happened now. If I had known I would have driven the little ghost away, alas."

"Little devil? Grandpa Zhang, can you tell me in detail?" Su Muzhe followed him and said as he walked.

So Old Man Zhang explained to him in detail that there was a little ghost living here, also a little girl, who looked as old as Wang Qingqing. He didn't reincarnate for any reason, so he stayed here all the time. However, this little ghost is usually very peaceful and never harasses the residents of the community, nor harms people. The only thing he does is to play with her daughter Wang Qingqing for a while before Zhao Zi comes back.

After hearing this, Su Muzhe said, "Grandpa Zhang, I'm going to tell you that I can always feel something is wrong at Ms. Zhao's house. There must be something hidden, but I just can't find it. Wang Qingqing disappeared, afraid that it was the little devil who hid her. However, with your ability, why didn't you take action yourself, but instead went to me for such a lot of trouble?"

Su Muzhe was very puzzled. The Zhang family members could be said to be very powerful. But even if Grandpa Zhang didn't take action, why didn't he call the children of the Zhang family to come over and let him do things as a stranger?

Old Man Zhang stroked his goatee, "I am seventy-eight years old this year, and my body is useless. Besides, the little guys in my family are too far away from here, so it is definitely not as convenient as you. After all, is life important?"

——In fact, Old Man Zhang didn’t tell the truth. The reason why he tried every means to cover Su Mu was to see what this young man who was often praised by his own little boy was like? He also had the intention of comparing in his heart. All the kids in my Zhang family are excellent. Can they not compare with you, a spirit master?

But now that I have seen the real person, Old Man Zhang has to admit that this young man is indeed very outstanding and is a rare good seedling. As long as he does not grow in a crooked manner, he will definitely achieve great success in the future.

The old and the young said this and arrived at the door of Old Man Zhang's house. Old Man Zhang relied on his old age to ask Su Muzha to tease him a water mirror. He wanted to see the whole process of Su Muzha catching ghosts and looking for children. Su Muzha agreed with a good temper.

After Old Man Zhang returned, Su Muzhe stood outside the door of Zhao Zi's house and called her. After a while, Zhao Zi opened the door. Her clothes and hair were a little messy, and her eyes were a little red. But she still welcomed Su Muzhe in.
Chapter completed!