Duoduo has a good relationship with the rest of the class. This well-off father works in the police station and has a certain position. Every day when he comes home, he mentions things about work vaguely.

Many flowers just hold a glimmer of hope to ask, but did not expect that he actually knew. She walked away from luanzhi bedside, worried that she would talk to her, so she called to inquire. Xiaokang's father happened to be in charge of Min'an song's case. Although he didn't mention it much after returning home, Xiaokang also heard a lot about it.

he knew the whole story.

After he said all the things he knew, he was also a little curious. "Duoduo, did your father really kill people?"

"How could it be?" Duoduo was still analyzing carefully. Hearing this sentence, she quickly retorted: "my father doesn't kill people! Someone must have set him up! "

Xiaokang, hehe, Yixiao. "I think so too. You're so good. Your father won't kill anybody. I believe you."

No wonder he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere from the beginning. Mummy suddenly got busy, even yesterday did not come to pick her up from school, Duoduo knew that something must have happened.

She thought about it.

"During this period of time, you can help me to listen. What else does your father say at home? As long as it is related to my father, write it down and tell me when I get to school."

"Good!"

Xiaokang happily responded.

Hang up the phone, Duoduo returned to luanzhi's side, helped her to press by the corner, this just washed the face, leaning on luanzhi side to sleep in the past.

Luan Zhi these two days, busy for such a long time, at this time it is not easy to lie down, a sleep on the big day. As soon as I wake up in the morning and just open my eyes, I can smell the light fragrance coming from the air.

She quickly got up, it was not early, and the blossoms were gone. She quickly changed her clothes and went outside looking for the fragrance.

Just came to the kitchen.

At this time, Duoduo is stepping on a small stool, waving a spatula and frying eggs. Her eyebrows are wrinkled tightly. A small round face is very serious. You can see that she is very nervous. One hand is holding a spatula, the other hand is holding a fist on the chest.

This or she Luan Zhi side think, this just found that he came in just now, did not see Zhang Anyou's figure, asked: "Zhang Shige?" The man frowned and worried. "I don't know what's going on. Since I went abroad with Miss Luan last time, I haven't been to the studio any more. Many of the work is done by others. All of a sudden, there was a shortage of staff, otherwise we would not be so busy. "