Zhong Jiawei said from the side: "Husband, he doesn't seem to believe you."
"Of course I don't believe it, otherwise, he wouldn't have come to me to ask about the human traffickers," Jiang Zhihao said.
Zhong Jiawei asked curiously: "What are the human traffickers you are talking about?"
Jiang Zhihao explained what happened before. Zhong Jiawei was amazed and looked at him with admiration and said: "You can even know such things, it's so amazing!"
When ordinary people hear about such things, they either suspect that Jiang Zhihao may be an accomplice like Xing Ronghuo, or they think that this is an alien.
Only Zhong Jiawei would worship him so blindly and not even think about why Jiang Zhihao knew where the traffickers were.
In her opinion, all this proves that her husband is capable and has nothing else to think about. Just be proud and that's it!
Dozens of minutes later, Xing Ronghuo returned to the office, and it was almost time to get off work.
A colleague came over and asked: "Old Xing, why don't we hand over the gun together?"
Xing Ronghuo hummed and left the office with him.
"What did you do in the afternoon? I didn't hear about any tasks recently. You are running out all day long. I really can't take any time off." said my colleague.
"I went to find a man and listened to his nonsense. It was boring." Xing Ronghuo said.
"Have you met a magician? This is very popular these days. My mother-in-law believes in this stuff and foolishly donates money and burns incense every day." said a colleague.
The two of them talked and chatted and quickly arrived at the place.
He took out the gun and was about to hand it over when Xing Ronghuo suddenly thought of Jiang Zhihao's reminder.
Although he didn't agree with Jiang Zhihao's intuition, for some reason, his intuition made him hesitate at this moment.
The colleague had finished signing, but when he saw that he was still stunned, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"
After hesitating for a moment, Xing Ronghuo took the gun back and said, "I won't hand it in today. There may be a mission tonight."
People like them who engage in criminal investigation often encounter extremely vicious gangsters. Sometimes, it is not unusual to bring a gun back to facilitate the mission.
No one suspected anything. Xing Rong put the torch back into his gun pocket, thinking that if nothing happened today, it would prove that the kid was talking nonsense.
He doesn't believe in any bullshit intuition. If it comes to intuition, it's his own more accurate one.
After saying hello to his colleagues, Xing Ronghuo returned home from get off work.
On the way back, he was still thinking about whether he should go to Jiang Zhihao and ridicule him if his intuition was not accurate, so that the boy would know that this was the age of science and he should stop pretending to be a fool and making people laugh.
As a result, when I was riding a battery scooter and still ten minutes away from home, there was a sudden scream from the front.
Immediately afterwards, Xing Ronghuo saw a man holding a watermelon knife, chasing passers-by like crazy.
His heart skipped a beat, and he got off the electric car without thinking, ran over, and yelled: "Stop!"
However, the other party didn't listen at all. The long knife in his hand kept sprinkling blood, and his face looked ferocious, like an evil ghost in hell.
Seeing another passerby being chopped down, Xing Rong cursed and drew his gun and pointed it at the man: "Stop now, or I will shoot!"
As he spoke, he fired a gun into the sky as a warning.