"Brothers are tired, I have something else to do and I'll leave first. I'll see you at the sugar factory tonight!"
Outside the door of the interrogation room, Chu Heng excitedly waved to the people in the room, and immediately ran to the front yard happily like a wild dog that had just eaten shit.
Our ancestors have a good saying.
What is lost in the east is gained in the mulberry tree!
Although the enchantment technique disappointed him a little, Deng Haoran gave him other surprises!
That old guy has been robbing tombs for more than sixty years. He has visited more large and small tombs than he can count. In addition, plus the ones left by the older generation, he has many good things in his hands.
He basically has all the jade and pottery from the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, bronzes and pottery figurines from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, jades from the Han Dynasty, wooden lacquerware, three-color glazed pottery from the Tang Dynasty, several famous kilns from the Song Dynasty, blue and white from the Yuan Dynasty, etc.!
It is no exaggeration to say that one would be rich enough to open a small museum!
This is definitely a huge fortune.
What a pity... Now these things can only be stored in the darkroom under his ancestral home in Sijiu City to collect dust!
Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken such a risk by coming here, and the eldest wife and little wife of Zaote Niang would hug each other.
Time is also fate!
"I'm so happy today, I'm so happy today..."
Chu Heng hummed a little tune all the way back to the small parking lot.
Seeing his rosy face, Cen Hao asked curiously: "What's wrong, Master Chu, did you pick up the money?"
"Almost."
Chu Heng smiled and stretched out his paw to pat Gou Wazi's head. He took out the key to the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped off.
…
"Tu tu tu tu!"
Volga quickly came to the downstairs of the sugar factory dormitory with a trail of dust and smoke, and then made a beautiful drifting drift, stopped steadily, and knocked down three unsightly bicycles...
"Tsk, the craftsmanship is a bit trendy!"
Chu Heng got out of the car with a resentful look on his face, then walked to the back door and took the dull-looking Gou Wazi from Cen Hao's hand.
When he just came back, he took Cen Hao to the hospital and put a plaster on his hand. Now he can't hold the child.
The child didn't struggle, and just stared blankly ahead while Ren Ping and the others sent him back and forth.
It's like a rag doll that has been damaged by someone's play.
"This child..." Chu Heng frowned and looked at the seemingly demented Gouwa in his arms, worried that he would be frightened silly, so after pondering for a while, he took out a piece of white rabbit from his pocket and put it in the palm of his hand.
Go to Gouwa: "Here, this is for you."
Seeing the candy, Gou Wa's originally dead expression finally changed. He licked his lips secretly, as if he was savoring the taste of the White Rabbit.
In the end, his yearning for delicious food defeated his fear of the outside world. He carefully raised his head, looked at Chu Heng, and cast a questioning look.
"Take it." Chu Heng gave him an encouraging look.
"Whoa!"
After confirming that it was really for him, Gou Wa quickly grabbed the candy, peeled off the sugar coating, and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.
"It looks like you're not stupid yet." Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master Chu!"
At this time, Wan Xiaotian, who had just been sunbathing with his younger brothers at the door, ran over and curiously looked at the dog in Chu Heng's arms. He smiled and stretched out his hand to touch his head: "This kid
Whose family does it belong to?"
Gou Wazi turned his head in panic, avoided his hand, and pressed himself tightly against Chu Heng's chest.
Compared to Wan Xiaotian, a stranger, he was more willing to trust the handsome man who gave him sweets.
"She's quite afraid of strangers." Wan Xiaotian didn't take it seriously, and just grabbed Gou Wa's crotch, trying to grab a cock.
"Go ahead, this child is afraid of strangers." Chu Heng waved his hand and patted off the pig's claws. He walked in with the child in his arms and asked, "Is the matter done?"
"It's done."
Wan Xiaotian followed him step by step, groveling beside him like a slave and reporting softly: "I asked many people, and they all said that the old lady had been in the Xicao Brigade for a long time, and her name and identity were all right. Later, I was afraid that
They have colluded with each other a long time ago and even made a special trip to several surrounding villages. The replies they received were basically the same, so I think there should be no problem."
"That's good."
Chu Heng smiled and nodded, then he thought about the ecstasy, so he asked worriedly: "When you went to inquire, did you feel anything was wrong? For example, the person you were questioning
The expression is unnatural and dull, well... just like this child."
"Like this child?" Wan Xiaotian subconsciously turned to look at the dog in his arms, recalled it carefully, then shook his head and said: "That's not true, it's quite normal."
"Then it's no problem." Chu Heng felt relieved and strode into the dormitory building with his child in his arms.
Seeing that everything was fine, Wan Xiaotian fell a few steps behind him and approached Cen Hao, who had a bandage around his neck. He asked with surprise: "Master Cen, what's wrong with your injury? With your skills, this
In this small Dacheng County, who else can hurt you?"
"Do you know what there is outside the sky?" Cen Hao rolled his eyes at him and told him what happened yesterday.
After hearing this, Wan Xiaotian's world view collapsed, and he said dumbfounded: "You mean, that old Taoist priest, killed the old man who can also knock you down with one move? God, how powerful is this?
!”
"What old Taoist priest? That's my master!" Cen Hao stared at him dissatisfied.
"Yes, yes, your master." Wan Xiaotian chuckled, took his arm, and said with bright eyes: "Master Cen, if you have a chance, can you also let me meet your master? Let him see what I have.
He has no talent for martial arts."
Men, who hasn’t had a kung fu dream yet?
If the old Taoist priest really takes a fancy to it, wouldn't he be able to make a double red stick in the future?
"Just you? Knock you down quickly. You can even stand up and fall down. You are practicing martial arts and dancing. I think you are stupid. You don't need to see my master. I will tell you directly. You are definitely not good at it!" Cen Hao disdainfully said.
curled his lips.
"Oh, I won't know until we see you if it's okay," Wan Xiaotian said persistently.
"Go, go, go." Cen Hao pushed him away in disgust.
"Wan Xiaotian, come up quickly!"
Just when Wan Xiaotian was still entangled, Chu Heng's call suddenly sounded from upstairs.
"Coming, coming!"
Wan Xiaotian could only give up, abandoned Cen Hao and trotted into the building.
A few moments.
He panted and appeared at the door of Chu Heng's room.
"Chu...Master Chu, please give me your orders."
"This is for you."
Chu Heng handed over a stack of money stamps, which totaled two thousand yuan, plus three thousand kilograms of national food stamps: "I plan to serve wine tonight to reward my brothers and comrades from the Public Security Bureau. You can buy more good ones, and by the way
Find a few more decent masters and don’t be afraid to spend money.”
"Understood!" Wan Xiaotian hurriedly stepped forward to pay the money. Before going out, he hesitated for a moment, turned around and said cautiously: "Master Chu, do you think we can also find those gangsters in the city? They didn't do this either.
Put less effort, and besides, I will have to deal with them in the future, so this time I will take the opportunity to get acquainted with them."
"You guys have used your brain for once." Chu Heng cast an appreciative look, then waved his hand and said: "Since you think it is useful, then go to Zheng Jun and ask him to inform him."
"Oh, thank you Master Chu!"
Wan Xiaotian immediately beamed and happily left the house. He pulled Zheng Jun out of bed, who was still sleeping soundly. He called some people and left the sugar factory in a hurry on his bicycle.
