Yue Dong left the Anyan District Public Security Bureau. It was already three o'clock in the morning.
Hua Xiaoshuang was cooking skewers next to the car. Just for a moment, he bought a bunch of barbecue next to him and ate it.
Judging from his appearance, he was probably trying to make up for the blood he had just spit out.
Of course, this is just a joke. Yue Dong naturally knows that the fortune-telling spits out essence and blood, which contains essence and energy, which cannot be replenished by simply eating some food.
All this requires some natural resources, or long-term breathing and breathing adjustment to replenish it.
Seeing Yue Dong come out, Hua Xiaoshuang immediately waved and said: "Boss, here, I roasted the beef whip for you. Take a bite and your mouth will be filled with oil. It's crunchy and crispy."
Yue Dong: "..."
This guy is even more outrageous than the mute bride Sister Zhou. As soon as he opens his mouth, people have the urge to beat him to death.
Also, this guy's names changed very quickly. First he was Yue Dong, then Brother Dong, and now he has become the boss. He is quite familiar with it. But thinking about that guy Cangsong Daoist, Yue Dong doesn't think so.
It’s not surprising, this should be the tradition of Tianjimen, they are very thick-skinned!
Priest Cangsong, who was far away in the provincial capital of southwest China, sneezed several times in succession. He wanted to count with his fingers who was plotting against him, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a sense of panic in his heart. This feeling
It instantly reminded him of the fate of his senior brother.
Then, he immediately retracted his hand.
Let's forget it. If you can't do it, don't do it. It took a lot of effort to put on a few pounds. If you just calculate and consume the meat that you finally saved, that's not worth it.
He has been very annoyed recently. That guy Qi Ling is still lying in the hospital. Although he can recover, it will take some time to recover. This is what he deserves and he has no one to blame.
What annoys Taoist Cangsong the most is Qiming. The first thing he says every day when he sees him is, when did you say Yue Dong went to find the remains of Master Sanfeng? Also, who was it under the abandoned building last time?
The person who made the first move and injured us in the 749th round, should Yue Dong be punished? Can we use this as a breakthrough to bring Yuedong back to the 749th round?
Taoist Cangsong really wants to jump in and scold you, but you are totally ignoring the facts.
Qi Ling almost killed someone from the public security bureau. Even a beating was considered a light punishment. If Yuedong hadn't been restricted by his status as a security officer, he might have killed Qi Ling.
You don't want to think about how to discipline Qi Ling, but you want to force Yue Dong to join in through evil means. Isn't this intensifying the conflict?
Damn it, why am I stuck in the middle of these two idiot brothers? Is it easy to keep a body fat by myself?
As for the remains of Master Sanfeng, Taoist Master Cangsong was also confused. He calculated several times but could not find the direction of the remains of Master Sanfeng. Could it be that they were transported out of the country?
But according to Ming Gensheng's confession, Sanfeng Zhenren's remains are still in the southwest, but he doesn't know where they were transported.
However, Ming Gensheng also confessed that it was the little book that wanted to steal Sanfeng's body!
This matter has attracted great attention from the Security Bureau. Sanfeng Zhenren’s body is a national treasure. In addition, he is also the last land immortal figure, which has high research value...
Intuition told Taoist Cangsong that if he wanted to find the remains of Master Sanfeng, Yue Dong would have to take action.
However, Yue Dong has been out for so long, why hasn't he come back yet?
It’s so uncomfortable!
…
Yue Dong didn't know whether Taoist Cangsong and the others were in trouble, and even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.
At this time, he took the barbecue from Hua Xiaoshuang, and the two of them squatted beside the car and ate happily.
After finishing the skewers, Yue Dong looked at Hua Xiaoshuang and suddenly said: "Did you say that in the future, if I tell you to go east, you will go east, and if I tell you to go west, you will go west?"
Hua Xiaoshuang glanced at Yue Dong and suddenly trembled. He felt that Yue Dong was plotting against him.
So he blinked his big "Kazilan" eyes and looked at Yue Dong with an innocent face.
"Really? Did I say that? You must have remembered it wrong!"
Yue Dong: "..."
Sure enough, if you can't talk to him properly, it would be better if you use simple and clear things to make him understand his situation.
So Yue Dong began to squeeze his fists.
Hua Xiaoshuang gave in immediately.
"Maybe I just ate too much, and my brain gets confused when my blood sugar is high. I should have said this."
Yue Dong lowered his fist.
Many times Yue Dong is unwilling to speak with his fists, but some people just like to let him speak with his fists. It's so difficult!
"Come back to the Public Security Bureau as a consultant or join the staff, and follow me to handle a case."
Yue Dong knew his shortcomings, so he asked him to search the scene of the first crime and the dead body. As long as he had the birth date and birth date, it would be no problem. However, if he was asked to find the living person, it would not be easy for him to do it. He had previously searched for ostrich meat.
When the staff member named Li Bo was involved in the case, he took the risk and used the spirit possession technique to solve the problem.
That's all, he can only use it if he knows that Li Bo is not far away from him. Furthermore, every time he uses the soul possession technique, his human soul needs to leave the body. Once it leaves the body, other mishaps can easily occur.
, Yue Dong will never use it unless it is a last resort.
But fortune tellers are different. A good fortune teller can roughly calculate a person's location and his good or bad fortune based on his birth date. A more powerful fortune teller can lock in a rough range.
Of course, there are not many such fortune-tellers. Most of the common ones in the world are swindlers who are willing to be deceived. They seem to be very accurate, but in fact they use clichés to make people disobey them, and then use some mysterious and mysterious words to deceive them, and finally let them be fooled.
You just willingly paid him.
Just now, Hua Xiaoshuang has shown his usefulness. Keeping him by his side can completely make up for his shortcomings.
When Hua Xiaoshuang heard that he could join the Public Security Bureau as a consultant or join the staff, he immediately became interested.
"Then you have to go. It doesn't matter whether you are in the establishment or not. I just want to follow the boss to handle the case. By the way, boss, after I enter the establishment, will it be considered assaulting the police if my future wife hits me?"
Yue Dong:!!!
Why don't we just kill him? It's so annoying every day.
"Are you sorry, you bastard?"
"Why don't you, boss, teach me two tricks on how to not be afraid of your wife?"
Yue Dong was speechless. How can he teach this thing? It seems that he has nothing to do with Lao Su. He has stood up!
The only good thing is that Lao Su is not like most girls in Sichuan and Chongqing, who are always laboring in Shudaoshan.
Thinking about it this way, Lao Su is quite good, he can be salty or sweet, Wen Neng pretends to be a white rabbit to seduce himself, Wu Neng transforms into a hot girl to suppress him, I guess life after marriage will not be boring!!!
"Are you stupid? After you join the establishment, you will be a person with status. Your mother-in-law will definitely save face for you outside, understand?"
When Hua Xiaoshuang thought about it, it seemed like the same thing. He immediately patted his chest and said, "Okay, it's settled!"
After seeing Hua Xiaoshuang being tricked into boarding the pirate ship, Yue Dong suddenly had full confidence in Northern Burma and his party.
