Lu Qiao saw Yang Kaihong rushing towards him with leather shoes in his hand at a glance.

At this time, Luqiao shouted: "No."

The saying "Luqiao" is not to let Yang Kaihong come over. Even if Luqiao is knocked, it will be fine if it hits the head.

The current situation is that I am afraid that my own people will take action. If Wukong is anxious, Lu Qiao will understand that anything can happen.

Su Yue naturally understood the meaning of Luqiao in an instant, and grabbed Wukong who was about to rush forward and Xiaobai who was about to rush up.

The policeman standing behind reacted and grabbed Yang Kaihong's arm: "Calm down, this is not a place for you to act wildly. Didn't the other party call the police? Can you please mediate clearly?"

"I have raised pigeons for eight years, and I have never seen any kind of thief. Usually, the pigeons are good, and it is impossible to leave the pigeon loft. I must have had some moves. I am sure if I don't have them, I will eat the flying." Yang Kaihong expressed his thoughts confidently.

Lu Qiao smiled awkwardly, and he did not make it like this after he moved his hands and feet. But obviously Yang Kaihong's statement at this time did not leave any good impression on the police.

"What are you eating or not? It's a little more civilized and civilized. Now they haven't said they won't return the pigeons to you. Didn't they just want you to prove that the pigeons are yours?" The two policemen were pressing against Yang Kaihong at this time, obviously not neglecting at all, for fear that they would continue to do whatever they wanted if they let go.

"The mobile phone in my pocket has six passwords. If you open the album, it is full of photos of me raising pigeons. There are also photos of me winning awards. These pigeons are mine. The chat group on the phone is also full of pigeon lovers from Lugang, and they can prove my identity. The first person in the contact was that he found that the pigeon was lost and called me. You can also call me and ask, and they can prove that the pigeon is mine." Yang Kaihong was suppressed and could not move, but kept shaking his waist and wanted the police to reach out to get it.

The policeman reached into Yang Kaihong's pocket, which was an old Android phone.

The police opened the phone according to the six-three password, then opened the album and lit their heads.

He showed his cell phone in front of Lu Qiao, who lit up his head: "So many pigeons, it seems that they really raise pigeons."

Yang Kaihong shouted at this time: "Of course, who doesn't know me, Lugang Pigeon King."

"Comrade, please raise your phone. I'll take a photo and keep it for the rest? What if I return the pigeon to him and others come to the door and say that the pigeon is his?" Lu Qiao said as he took out his cell phone.

Lu Qiao took out his cell phone not to take photos but to be afraid. After all, he called Yang Kaihong.

After Lu Qiaozhen took a photo, he immediately turned off his phone and stuffed it into his pocket.

At this time, the policeman looked at the WeChat group and opened the contact person, saw the contact number and called.

The female voice came from the phone and the phone you called was turned off.

The policeman looked at his cell phone: "Tell you that the person who lost the pigeon was the first to contact the phone? Is it impossible to get through?"

"It's impossible, how can I not be able to get through. But even if I can't get through, can't the chat group and photo album prove my identity?" Yang Kaihong shouted.

The policeman let go of his hand: "I'll warn you first, don't talk about anything. You were originally here to look for pigeons, but your nature of shooting has changed. Do you know? What makes sense is not reasonable. Now you talk about pigeons."

Lu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and lit his head: "Yang Kaihong, right? My name is Lu Qiao, the deputy director of this zoo. I apologize to you for this matter, but I really don't know why your pigeons came to my birdhouse. They made a hole in the roof of my roof. I saw so many pigeons coming in and I also fed food. We can't ignore these things with you, after all, everyone is an animal lover. So, do you think about this matter?"

A person who loves animals naturally touched Yang Kaihong.

In fact, it was because Yang Kaihong was afraid of the police at this time, and the sound of looking at the bridge dropped a lot: "I am extreme, but you don't understand me. How sad the pigeon breeders are, how much effort they have put in after raising them intermittently for many years. I treat every pigeon as flesh and blood. They still don't get any results, even if they fly out, they will never come back..."

Yang Kaihong said here, and his voice was a little crying.

Lu Qiao quickly handed out a tissue from his pocket: "I just took over the zoo, and I don't know anything, but I understand that it's difficult to raise animals. Why don't you go in with me first? Do you see if there are any problems with your pigeons?"

Yang Kaihong lighted his head, and Lu Qiao took the lead in taking him into the Bird House.

The police followed behind, and at this time, all the birds in the birdhouse made way for the flock of pigeons.

The pigeons were all surrounded by a circle in the center and ate the food on the ground.

"My pigeons, they are my pigeons." Yang Kaihong rushed into the pile of pigeons, looking at the pigeon's eyes and the legs on his feet one by one.

Lu Qiao didn’t know what Yang Kaihong was doing, so of course he didn’t intend to disturb him.

The little deer behind him also ran in and saw Lu Qiao and said, "It seems that I really want to get some information. There are reporters outside. They are all stopped now and are buying tickets one by one. There are really pigeons here. What happened?"

Xiaolu said as she took out the recorder and started recording.

Lu Qiao smiled and said, "I don't know either. About twenty minutes ago, the pigeon started flying into the birdhouse in our zoo. Now I know that the pigeon belongs to Mr. Yang Kaihong. He said he is a pigeon from Lugang."

Xiaolu ran to Yang Kaihong and asked quickly: "Hello, I am Xiaolu, a reporter from Lugang TV. I want to ask Mr. Yang Kaihong, right? Do you know why your pigeons fly here?"

The policeman looked at the food on the ground and thought, "Did you usually give your pigeons less? That's why they escaped? Flying to the zoo to grab the food of other birds?"

"Is that true? Mr. Yang Kaihong?" Xiaolu continued to thrust the recorder into Yang Kaihong's mouth after hearing what the police said.
Chapter completed!