Chapter 62

The police uncle sat there reading books and took out his cell phone from time to time to watch the time.

To be honest,

he is in the shop, which is very stressful for Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying.

There is a kind of feeling of piercing on the back.

This is a good policeman. With his integrity and his uniform, he can make almost all evils retreat.

But Zhou Ze can't retreat. After all, it's his own shop.

Fortunately, Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying are not low-level ghosts or mountain spirits. Although they are uncomfortable, they don't actually hurt.

On the contrary, Zhou Ze also has a kind of respect from the heart.

However, as a ghost, people are more sensitive to this feeling.

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So, the first batch of books that Zhou Ze brought to him was not intended to tease the other party, but Zhou Ze felt that this kind of police who can raise a noble and upright spirit should like to read some serious and valuable books.

However, Zhou Zecai later found that the police are also human; they are human, and they have their own interests and hobbies. For example, the police uncle in front of him is very immersed in reading novels.

"Uncle, have tea."

White warbler warbler timidly brought the tea cup.

"Oh, thank you." The police uncle took the tea cup, looked at the white warbler and asked, "don't you go to school?"

"It's off today."

The white warbler didn't dare to say that he didn't go to school, so he didn't have trouble next time.

In front of him, the white warbler was a little afraid, even more serious than Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze is a contemporary and can be substituted into this mode of thinking. The present one, of course, makes him feel scared instinctively, but in fact, on the other hand, it also means that the present one deserves more respect.

But the white warbler just felt that her heart was beating fast. After handing the tea, she immediately ran to the second floor and didn't want to come down again.

"Boss, how much is it?" The police uncle looks at Zhou Ze.

"Here you are." Zhou Ze said.

"I can't do that. Forget it. I'll settle when I leave. They'll pick me up in another hour and a half." The police uncle sat down again, touched his pocket and was stunned.

As an old smoker, Zhou Ze understood and handed over a cigarette.

"Thank you."

The police uncle thanked Zhou Ze for helping him ignite the fire, and then they smoked together.

Cigarettes are indeed a bridge for men to socialize. It's convenient for them to blow a few words of Niubi when they become cigarette friends from strangers.

"Your business is not very good, is it?" Asked the police uncle.

"Make do with it." Zhou Ze replied.

"Oh, I remember who you are." The police uncle patted his head and said, "when the fire broke out last time, did you rush into the fire to save people?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Look at my memory. By the way, I was going to send you a banner last time. Why didn't you pick it up?"

"I don't want to be in the limelight." Zhou Ze replied.

The police uncle nodded, some helpless way: "indeed, in the end, no one thought that the arsonist was actually one of the heroes who rushed into the fire to save people."

"Damn it, the taxi really disappeared. It's hard to get a taxi online. I can't get a taxi. Lao Zhou, it seems that we really have to move. I can't even get a taxi in this shit place.

I'm short of a cable here, and I have to go back and buy it again, or the mainframe won't be installed. "

Xu Qinglang came in complaining, and then saw the police uncle sitting in the bookstore.

"Oh, Zhao bureau!"

Xu Qinglang obviously knew the policeman. He immediately showed a smile and said kindly:

"Zhao Ju, you look very strong. Hiss, I remember seeing the news about you some time ago. I forgot what it was about. But it seems that you have made great contributions and won the medal. Yes, it should be. Congratulations! "

"You little thing, you look more and more beautiful." The police uncle stood up with a smile and patted Xu Qinglang on the shoulder. He looked very intimate. "Are you still sneaking around now?"

"How dare you? My family has been demolished and divided into more than 20 apartments. Now I am a citizen who pays taxes legally." Xu Qinglang replied.

"You..." Zhao bureau pointed to Xu Qinglang, "you've come to the end of your life."

"Zhao Ju, is your son getting married soon, or I'll give you a wedding room for him?"

"Son of a bitch, don't dare to say such nonsense in front of me again. Believe it or not, I'll hold you tight to the bureau again?" Zhao Bureau shouted seriously.

"Hey, I'll open a noodle shop here. It's not a bribe for you. If I didn't have you, I would not have been able to support the demolition of the old house and the land. I should have given you a suite.""I wish you had a good life."

"Do you know each other?" Zhou Ze asked.

Zhao Bureau nodded: "yes, more than that. I've caught this kid many times since he was less than ten years old, stealing things and touching people's wallets.

When I caught him for the first time, I also told my police that I had caught a girl thief. Who knows that she was a thief with a handle! "

"Don't mention it if you didn't understand before." Xu Qinglang doesn't want Zhou Ze to hear about his previous scandal.

"I have to mention that you've done a lot of things before. You should keep those mistakes in mind and be aware that you won't make them again. It's not easy to have a good day."

"Zhao Ju, I understand." Xu Qinglang nodded.

"By the way, I sent you to master sun as an apprentice. How is Master Sun now?" Zhao asked.

"It's OK, but his shop has been passed on to his son, and I've come out to do it myself."

The reason why Xu Qinglang opened the noodle shop was also because of this. His family changed at the beginning, and he almost became a social gangster. Zhao Ju, who was still the head of the local police station at that time, arrested and educated him several times. Finally, Zhao Ju arranged him to work as an apprentice in a noodle shop, which was the right way for him.

Otherwise, Xu Qinglang may have to add another suite, which is the cell.

"Zhao Ju, why are you here?" Finish saying, Xu Qinglang still whispers to remind a way: "I say to you, this place is little, geomancy is not good."

The implication is that Zhou Ze, a bookstore, sees more dead people than living people.

Zhou Ze picked the eyebrows beside him?

"Son of a bitch, you're still playing tricks. I was born under the red flag and long under the red flag, so I don't believe these heresies.

What's more, you should sit up straight and not be afraid of ghosts knocking at the door if you don't do something bad.

even if there are ghosts in the world, they are afraid of me, so I won't be afraid of ghosts! "

Zhou Ze touched the tip of his nose. You are right.

"Zhao Ju, I personally cook some dishes with two hands. I haven't met again for many years. I'll make two hours tonight?"

"I can't make it up. I'll be picked up later. I'm going on a business trip to another province. I'm afraid I'm bored on the way. I bought two novels to read on the way."

"You've become the director, and you're still so busy." Xu Qinglang has some regrets.

"It's better to be busy. I'm a policeman. If the policeman slacks off, the common people won't be able to rest."

Zhao Bureau scratched his head, put the police cap back on, then took out his cell phone and looked at the time, saying:

"it's almost time. They should come to pick me up. I'll go first."

"Let's go."

Zhou Ze thought to himself that he had finally sent away this magnificent God.

Zhao Ju went to the door and thought of something. He reached into his pocket and looked like he was going to take his wallet:

"look at my memory. He took the book and drank tea. He almost forgot to give the money."

"I'll give it to you." Xu Qinglang immediately came forward and said, "this boss grew up eating my food. He is my own man."

“…………” Zhou Ze.

"That's not good. Why do I need you to pay for the books I bought?" Zhao Bureau disagrees.

"Well, I'll visit you in person in a few days and ask you to return my book money. I'll have a meal, too. How about that?" "You have to give me a reason to turn around, right?" Xu asked

"Come on, your aunt's skill is still good. I may not be at home at that time. Let your aunt cook a meal for you. You can learn something, just say what I said. In the future, we will try to open this noodle shop into a hotel.

People have to have some pursuit. It's not interesting to lie on those houses and wait for death. "

"Hey, what am I going to do when you're not at home." Xu Qinglang said with a smile.

"All right, I'm gone. Goodbye!" Zhao Bureau waved to Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang and pushed open the bookstore door and left.

"Boss, there are many cars outside." Originally on the second floor, Bai Yingying walked down the stairs and shouted to the people in the bookstore.

"What car?" Xu Qinglang asked, "is the married motorcade?"

"No wedding car has eight big sedans and a brand." Zhou Ze made fun of Xu Qinglang.

"It's not a wedding car. It's a taxi. There are many taxis. The whole road is full of taxis." Said the warbler, who could see clearly from the windowsill on the second floor.

"Taxi?" Xu Qinglang was stupefied for a moment and said, "shit, I said why it's so difficult to take a taxi today. The taxis can't be seen. Are they going to organize a strike?"

All of a sudden, Xu Qinglang was stunned for a moment. He seemed to think of something. He immediately took out his mobile phone and began to search. Finally, he found it.

It was a news one and a half months ago. On the front page of the news is a big picture of Zhao Ju. The following story is about a car stealing gang who has traveled to many provinces and was captured in Tongcheng. It was found by a deputy chief of the police station who came home from work that the deputy chief of the police lost his job during the fight between the two sides.Three days later, the police killed all the gangs, one of which was not missed. Most of the gangs stole taxis, and there were two lives of taxi drivers.

Zhao Ju, he has already died.

"He's dead I remember watching the news and being sad for a long time, but as soon as I saw someone in front of me, I subconsciously felt that he was still alive and didn't even think of the news. "

After that, Xu Qinglang looked at Zhou Ze angrily:

"he's a ghost, he's not a living man. Why didn't you remind me just now? I haven't said much to him!"

Zhou Ze is also a face stunned, way: "he is a ghost?"

"You didn't find out? You're a ghost you didn't find out? "

"I watched him when he came in. He's human."

"How could it be a man!" Xu Qinglang almost shouted.

Before that, he could say goodbye to each other, but just now he just took care of the family routine!

"I have carefully observed what I lied to you. I didn't find out that he was a ghost."

"I didn't find out either." The warbler and the warbler came.

At this time, on the road at the gate of the store,

a taxi is slowly moving forward in two rows, which is very long and can hardly see the edge.

Xu Qinglang opens the bookstore door and goes out. Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying follow him.

Nearly a thousand taxis spontaneously organized together to form a team to move forward. As soon as the elder brothers changed their usual habit of fast and non-stop overtaking,

this time,

they drove very slowly.

At the back of the team,

there is a hearse, in which sadness and joy are played,

at the same time, a large black-and-white photo is hung above the hearse, which is the remains of Zhao Ju.

"Is it a funeral today?" Xu Qinglang said wistfully, "so he said he would go on a business trip and someone would come to pick him up. That's the funeral team?

But I can't tell he's a ghost. You can't even tell. "

"Some people are alive, but they are dead;

some people are dead, but they are still alive.

Maybe that's why. " Zhou Ze said.

"Alas." Xu Qinglang sniffed at the words, nodded, then waved to the long motorcade. He was saying goodbye.

At the same time, I was relieved. No wonder it's so hard to take a taxi in Tongcheng today.

Zhou Ze watched the car with the portrait slowly drive past, and said in his heart:

"go all the way."

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this story is based on real events.