People's eyes can see everything outside, but they can't see their faces close by.

The library has been watching the wind and rain outside vigilantly. It seems that even the people in the library will naturally ignore it. Maybe their side has already become the "wind and rain" in the eyes of the outside people.

Not to mention the boss who can run to hell every time he has a full meal to eliminate food and drink,

just say that every one in the library can set up a mountain to dominate.

In fact, Zhou Ze runs very fast. He wants to catch alive, because he wants to know who is going to grab the power of incense and fire in the whole city.

But Lao Dao didn't give himself this opportunity. Of course, Lao Dao can't be blamed. He was forced, he was forced, he was innocent;

the other side asked for his faith,

he gave it,

as for the next incident that the other side directly bombed,

you can't blame the prisoners for knowing too much about current affairs, can you?

Lao Dao and Lao Zhang stumbled together, feeling their legs soft for a while.

Lao Zhang knelt on the ground, while Lao Dao went back and forth for a circle, and sat down with a thump.

The position of the tail bone is damaged, and the pain is straight.

When Zhou Ze arrived at the front,

in addition to the smell of smoke, there was no more.

"Here you are, boss."

old man looked at Zhou Ze and said, shaking his head and tucking himself in the

. Make complaints about walking.

Oh, Lao Zhang, you have to mend it! "

“…………” Lao Zhang.

On the way back, Zhou Ze frowned all the time and didn't speak. The stone is really just a pure ore, and it's not very valuable. It's a beautiful picture. It's a prop that people use to attract people to pray. In addition, the study doesn't lack this kind of "rockery". So boss Zhou didn't let the old Taoist secretly move back.

When he got to the bookstore, Zhou Ze called lawyer an over and told him about the day.

Lawyer an was horrified. He subconsciously thought that he and Feng Si had missed their work before and that they had made mistakes in their work.

But when Zhou Ze finished speaking, lawyer an realized that this kind of writing brush can not be made by any small God of land. Besides, they are still in the stage of secretly development.

So, in the next few days, except for the boss, all the people in the library were arranged by lawyer an, who divided the city boundary into several areas, and everyone took turns to find them.

In the past few days, the lax work style has been cleaned up, but the effect is very little. It's the little boy group who suspected to find the same case, but the other side ran fast, seemed to notice the bad in advance, and left directly, naturally failed to catch it.

But the investigation continues.

…………

"Two fried sticks, two tea eggs, a bowl of noodles with shredded pork and vegetables, and a bowl of soymilk."

"OK, wait."

Lao Zhang sat down at an empty table, his face covered with grease.

It's not that they ate too well and were too greasy last night. People who have stayed up all night probably can really experience the greasy feeling on their faces all night long.

Last night, I spent the night looking for something, but I still didn't get much. In fact, Lao Zhang himself began to wonder what he was looking for?

As an old criminal police officer, it's really familiar to search for targets, but this time, it's too much to look for needles in a haystack.

Looking at the small temple, he ran to see it. Even if the edge of the ridge of the field was countless times smaller than the latrine of the rural people, he had to go down and hold up his flashlight to look at it for fear of missing any clues.

Tired, it's really tired, no systematic and irregular investigation, it's really a thing that can kill people's spirit.

But Lao Zhang didn't want to give up and perfunctory. According to lawyer an's words at the mobilization meeting, people have extended their tentacles under our eyes. If we want to continue to live safely in the future, we have to find out the other side in advance.

Except for a few special cases, most of them are local people or ghosts. When they do things, they have a sense of ownership.

At this time,

a small hand reached out to him, took a tea egg and peeled it for himself.

Lao Zhang looked up and saw that it was a little boy of seven or eight years old. He was not angry. He ate it.

After the little boy ate a tea egg, he took Lao Zhang's fried dough sticks. Lao Zhang pushed his bowl of soy milk to the little boy, and he began to eat with noodles.

Shaoqing,

the little boy finished eating the fried dough sticks, drank up the soymilk, and Lao Zhang also took the noodles down and touched his stomach,

shouted:

"boss, check out."After settling the account, Lao Zhang went to his car, opened the door and sat in.

These days, there are no bad criminal cases in Tongcheng. He can fly kites under other names. Anyway, let's do the job assigned by lawyer an first, which will serve the people of Tongcheng.

"Click"

points out a cigarette after dinner,

Lao Zhang starts the car, turns on the air conditioner, and plans to continue after smoking this cigarette.

"Pa!"

The copilot's door was opened, and Lao Zhang looked at the little boy sitting up.

Lao Zhang said with a smile:

"I'm your father. I have to take you to school after breakfast?"

The little boy raised his head,

looked at Lao Zhang with cute eyes,

Lao Zhang also looked at the little boy with a kind of loving eyes.

The little boy then burst out,

to pick up an electric money cat toy in front of Lao Zhang's car and smash it at Lao Zhang: "whose father do you want to be? Whose father do you want to be?

Zhang Yanfeng, you son of a bitch, I am your ancestor, I am your ancestor!!!!!! "

"Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!!!"

………………

In the roadside flower garden,

Lao Zhang, with blue nose and swollen face, squatted in front of the bench helplessly and wrongly,

little boy sat on the bench.

It's hard, it's hard,

according to the Chinese tradition,

it's natural for your father to beat you, because he gave birth to you and raised you!

It's natural that your grandfather beat you, because he gave birth to your father!

As for your great grandfather, it's very far away. It's hard for most people to be beaten by your great grandfather unless you have three generations of babies in a hurry.

As for those who go up, there is no need to discuss whether they can beat you or not. Everyone can be an old ancestor and become a God.

It's a great honor to be beaten. Besides, it's not unjust. Who told you to be a father?

"Get up, cry for me!"

Cried the little boy.

"Ah."

Lao Zhang rose silently and sat obediently in the corner of the bench.

The little boy kicked Lao Zhang's ass and scolded: "how dare you sit down with me? Why are you so absent-minded?

I don't know the details. No wonder you can only be a captain of the criminal police for two lifetimes. "

“…………” Lao Zhang.

In fact, Lao Zhang would like to say that it's not your ancestor who has made a good start?

But think about it. Let's not talk about it.

"You How did you get up? "

Lao Zhang remembered that Feng Si had just returned a few days ago, and that the Great Qing Dynasty was about to end. He also learned from Feng Si that his ancestor had become a judge.

It's a strange feeling.

as a man of two generations, he has broken through the 50 hurdles. Lao Zhang has become the "second generation of officials". It seems that he can't be called the second generation. He has been in charge for several generations.

What is that?

Black family?

Hell family?

"I asked for an errand, and I'll be specialized in walking in the sun. I'll look around and have a look. By the way, I'll give your saltfish boss a tour inspection. But in a few days, I'll announce the appointment of the hell division. Then, the hell gate will be opened again."

Isn't he your boss, too?

Lao Zhang muttered in his heart.

"Other people want to drill inside. Jiuchang attendants have cleaned a lot of people. In addition to the previous turbulence, there are more people who have died. There is a problem in being a ghost, that is, everyone has lived for a long time, and there is no retirement system. It's very difficult for the people below to squeeze up if there is a radish on the top.

This time, it was easy. There were so many turnips pulled out that I even occupied a judge's pit.

Oh, but I'm different from others. I don't want to climb any more, so I take the job that other judges can't avoid.

Save the next time your boss goes crazy, if I'm in hell's main city or somewhere, I have to be killed together. "

A year ago, yinggou took the moon to smash the king's palace of Chu River, which is still talked about by people.

"Oh."

When the old patriarch talks, you listen. If you have something to do, you'll beep at yourself, but you can't say it.

"I went to the bookstore first, and I asked for some other flower oral liquid to come out to find you. I can't afford that guy. When can I find a needle in a haystack?"

"You have a way?" Lao Zhang asked immediately.

"Who am I?" The little boy reached for his nose.

Lao Zhang mumbled his lips, but he replied:

"my ancestor.""Well, can you still be your ancestor without any ability?"

“…………” Lao Zhang.

What skill does it need?

"I've already thought of the way, and I can't afford to talk with Ann. I'll help you find it together while I'm in the sunshine these days.

In three days, it's time to announce the appointment to your boss, so try to get rid of it in these three days. At least, we have to make some efforts. "

Lao Zhang nodded.

"Your boss is going to be promoted. Do you have anything to say?"

"Ah? What? When the boss is promoted, I can go back to work. "

The little boy put out his hand to cover his face,

his face was sad and helpless,

then he put his foot on Lao Zhang's buttock,

scolded:

"since Lao Tzu's time, he began to beat foreigners, and then he died at the gunpoint of bandits;

in your generation, what evil did our old Zhangjia do? It's hard not to be engraved on the forehead as soon as he was born‘ Serve the people '? "

Lao Zhang thought about it and said: "it's also very good."

In the afternoon, I sent out the signed postcard of the last activity. The number of copies was a little too many. The delay was so long that I slept late. I set an alarm clock and didn't shout the Dragon

I didn't give you a notice. I've pigeoned you all for another day. Today, I'd like to go to the fourth watch first. I'm sorry. This is the first change.