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Chapter 188: A Famous Hero Shen Shengyi

Although Shen Tianlong pretended to be serious and serious, he looked like an old policeman and was taking notes for the bookstore owner. However, during the process of taking notes, Shen Tianlong kept coughing.【】

Why was Shen Tianlong coughing? He was laughing! He was coughing to cover up his mistake!

It stands to reason that Shen Tianlong can come back alive from the front line with mountains of corpses, and his nerves have been tempered as tough as steel, and this is indeed the case. Facing Yao Zhijiang, who is at the peak of power in Hongqi City, his future father-in-law, Shen Tianlong's lies are also He opened his mouth, and when talking about Shakespeare with his father-in-law, Shen Tianlong's expression was also divine! How can he not be strong in his nerves?

But why did Shen Tianlong, who already had such strong nerves, laugh out loud when facing an ordinary bookstore owner?

This is because the case that the bookstore owner encountered was indeed too bizarre, and the bookstore owner’s description was so realistic and exciting. It was even so exciting that Shen Tianlong accidentally laughed, so he had to cough to cover up. of laughter.

According to the bookstore owner's description, Shen Tianlong could completely imagine the scene that the bookstore owner encountered at that time.

A middle-aged man with a thin body and a pale face, wearing white clothes and white trousers, wearing white sneakers, with a green peak hanging three feet from his waist, walked squarely under the afterglow of the setting sun, and arrived at the bookstore owner's shop. inside.

After entering, there was a dog in the bookstore that always showed its teeth and claws at the swordsman in white. The swordsman in white waved his sword at the dog's leg without hesitation!

According to the original words of the bookstore owner, no one can see clearly when the swordsman in white drew the sword, and no one knows when the sword in white was returned to the scabbard. I saw a flash of white light, and I The old dog and its dog legs that have been raised for more than ten years are separated! This separation is not for the purpose of getting together!

Shen Tianlong didn't laugh when he heard this. Not only did he not laugh, but he deliberately straightened his face and pretended to be angry and said to the bookstore owner: "You've come to the criminal police team to play. If you want to report the case, Explain the matter truthfully and accurately. If you continue to brag, I will burn down your bookstall first!"

Fu Yongshan looked at Shen Tianlong's serious look and felt happy. He was extremely satisfied with Shen Tianlong now.

The police really can't give a good look to some people. This is what he has learned after working for many years. But now that Shen Tianlong has taken on a case for the first time, he has already realized this. Fu Yongshan has already begun to understand Shen Tianlong in his heart. Full of admiration.

Seeing Shen Tianlong's unkind expression, the bookstore owner quickly spoke more plainly and removed those mysterious and mysterious modifying words.

"After that guy in white clothes cut off my dog ​​legs, oh... no, no, no, it's not my dog ​​legs, it's my dog's legs." Seeing Shen Tianlong staring at him like a blade, the bookstore The boss's words became more and more rigorous and he began to mince words.

Following the example of the swordsman in white, the bookstore owner continued: "You can't rent a book stall. Look, look, Jin Yong, Gu Long, Qiong Yao, what are these things written about? Fighting and killing, love and love, there is no hierarchy at all."

The swordsman in white had been wandering around the room for a long time, and suddenly he felt a little excited. While pointing at the books on the bookshelf, he said to the bookstore owner, with a tone that sounded like he hated him and was angry at his misfortune.

"Um...then what books do you think I should put on the table?" Although the bookstore owner was extremely reluctant at this time, he still spoke politely.

After all, the dog he raised usually bit many people, and everyone was scared when he saw it, but this man came up and cut off the dog's legs with a sword. He was a cruel person.

Naturally, he didn't dare to mess with such a ruthless bookstore owner. He just wanted to fool him away as soon as possible, so he showed an open-minded attitude of asking for advice.

Seeing the bookstore owner asking me some literary questions with a very modest look, the swordsman in white smiled reservedly, put on an enigmatic look, and said lightly: "Since you are so humble, then I will give you some advice.

.”

"Do you know Confucius?" The swordsman in white was about to speak, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, so he quickly stopped what he was saying and asked the bookstore owner this question.

"I know!" The bookstore owner nodded hastily.

"What about Mencius?"

"Know, know"

Seeing that the bookstore owner knew about these two people, the swordsman in white was very happy and gave the bookstore owner an "I admire you very much" expression, and then continued: "Since you know these two people, you should know about Confucius' Book of Songs, Mencius

The Songs of Chu is the most impressive collection of poems handed down from ancient times in our country, and its quality is much higher than that of Jin Yong, Xi Murong, etc. You should put these two poetry collections on the list first."

"Ah...yes, yes." When he heard the swordsman in white speak, the bookstore owner felt a chill in his heart. Chu Ci and Mencius have a rough relationship again? The bookstore owner thought to himself.

But on the surface, the bookstore owner still nodded in agreement. What he wanted to do now was just to fool this man as soon as possible.

"Of course, you must retain ancient things, and you must keep up with modern things, otherwise you will become a pedant. In our cultural field, we must also pay attention to keeping up with the times and advancing with the times, don't you think?"

Seeing the bookstore owner's humble look, the expression on the white-clothed swordsman's face became even more proud.

"Yes, yes, if not modern books, can you recommend two to me?"

The bookstore owner asked tentatively. His flattery skills were not much worse than Shen Tianlong's.

"Well, although I am involved in a wide range of literature, my favorite thing is poetry. We are now in the best era, in the most prosperous era of poetry, and we should be proud to be born in this era."

The swordsman in white looked deeply into the distance, paused, and then continued: "These modern poets, you should read more poems by Bei Dao, Gu Cheng, and Xichuan. Their poems are still very flavorful. I

We have been friends with them for a long time." The swordsman in white said slowly.

"Yeah, okay, I will definitely read their poems when I have the chance." The bookstore owner became more and more respectful.

"By the way, this is a book rental stall. How much does it cost to rent a book for a day?" The swordsman in white seemed to suddenly remember something and asked the bookstore owner.

"Rent a book for two cents a day!"

"Well, that's it. Although poetry is good, it's just like spring and snow after all. If you want to make money, of course you have to rent novels. After all, this is what you make money from. When it comes to novels, I will give you some recommendations. Our ancient Chinese

You can buy or rent the four great classics, how the steel was made in the Soviet Union, and the quiet Don River. I believe that once these things are put on the shelf, your bookstall will definitely be upgraded to a whole new level.

Level!" When he said this, the swordsman in white shook his fist heavily in the air, his tone sounded confident and determined.

"Well, I know the four major classics, but I really don't know about the Soviet books you mentioned. You look like a cultural person." The bookstore owner continued to flatter you.

But who knew that although the bookstore owner's posture could not be lowered, the swordsman in white still had no intention of leaving.

After walking around the bookstore twice more, the swordsman in white shook his head repeatedly while shaking his head and sneered, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the bookstore owner's taste.

"Hey, it's such a waste of money. Otherwise, how much does this bookstall cost? Just give it to me. I'll let you run this good area." After sighing for a long time, the swordsman in white suddenly said this.

.

After a long time of emotional preparation, the swordsman in white fell in love with the location of this bookstore.

The bookstore owner naturally understood what the white-robed swordsman meant, but several members of his family had to point to this bookstall to survive. How could they just ask for it? Even though he was extremely afraid of the white-robed swordsman, the bookstore owner still shook his head.

Like a rattle. "No, no, that won't work. This bookstall of mine is handed down from our ancestors..."

But who knew that as soon as the bookstore owner refused, the swordsman in white's face darkened before he finished speaking.

"Bie Nima, you are so shameless. Tell me, I want this stall of yours!" The literati who just spoke of the Book of Songs suddenly turned into a rogue.

"It doesn't matter how much money we have, our whole family is pointing at my bookstall to eat!" Seeing that the other party was determined to destroy his job, the bookstore owner refused to give in.

Seeing the bookstore owner's firm rejection of him, the swordsman in white suddenly sneered, raised his eyes, and drew out his sword again.

"Do you know what kind of sword this is? This is a precious sword, a giant sword passed down by Nan Xia Zhan Zhao during the Song Dynasty. Do you know that it cuts gold, cuts jade, and blows hair?" As he spoke, the swordsman in white actually held it in his hand.

A sword flower.

"Brother, you already have such a sword, why are you robbing my shabby bookstall?" The bookstore owner was about to cry now.

"Am I robbing? I'm the dealer! It's not like I won't give you money!" Seeing that the bookstore owner was still stubborn, the swordsman in white became very angry.

"It's not like I won't pay!"

"It's not like I won't pay!"

"It's not like I won't pay!"

"..."

Every time he said a word, the swordsman in white would use the giant sword in his hand to stab the glass on the window quickly. With nine sword strikes, none of the nine pieces of glass on the window was spared, and they were all pierced by the swordsman in white.

Got it!

Dugu Nine Swords!

This swordsman in white is indeed a peerless master, and the swordsmanship he used casually is actually the Dugu Nine Swords that have been lost for a long time in the world!

"Hahaha..." Hearing this, Shen Tianlong couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up and laughed loudly, patting the bookstore owner on the shoulder and saying, "You have found the right person for this case today. According to my judgment, this person

He must be a master of the evil sect in the world. Don’t worry, I will definitely help you deal with him today."

"Officer Shen, what are you doing?" The bookstore owner looked at Shen Tianlong and called him in confusion.

"I am a famous hero in the world, the hero Shen Shengyi!" Shen Tianlong looked at the bookstore owner with a deep look and said with a serious face.【】


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