The red mini was driving slowly on the street, but Ren Ziling was thinking about the phone call she had with Ma Houde a few minutes ago. Novel.
In fact, during this period of time, Ren Ziling has restrained herself a lot and did not embarrass Ma Houde too much. Even with the corpse dismemberment case that shocked the whole city, it took her two days to find Ma Houde, and it was only by phone, and she did not kill him personally.
Go to the first team section of the Criminal Police Brigade, which seems to be a private area.
"No comment, really no comment... Auntie, I'm so busy here that I really don't have time to greet you. It's just a case of dismemberment, and now I have to add... It's nothing! Anyway, that's it.
, if you are really bored, then go secretly take photos of the interactions between senior officials and their mistresses... I won’t say any more!”
Basically, there are only a handful of people who can make Ma Houde reject him like this at this time in these years. I'm afraid something serious really happened.
Naturally, Madam Ren could not have imagined that the whole station was about to explode at this time because a good suspect actually died in the detention center.
The egregiousness and seriousness of this incident brought the city's criminal police brigade to an unprecedented crisis...
After thinking about it, Ren Ziling didn't even have the intention to drive. She simply parked the car at a temporary parking spot on the street and picked up the phone. "Hey, Lizi, I won't be back at noon..."
While explaining things to Lizi, Ren Ziling thought about going to some familiar people in the world to find out if anything special had happened in the past two days.
But before the call was finished, Grandma Ren hung up the phone in a hurry because through the windshield in front of the car, Grandma Ren saw an unexpected person.
Holding a simple shopping basket in her hand, she just walked out of a supermarket slowly. Her long golden hair was draped behind her like silk, and she was wearing an intellectual beige windbreaker... This was not her son's girlfriend You Ye.
who?
So Grandma Ren put aside all her unhappiness in an instant. This was the real girlfriend and future daughter-in-law that Erza had brought home and acknowledged personally!!
"Yuye!"
Aunt Ren happily rolled out of the car and ran across the road without saying a word, smiling as brightly as if she had seen gold.
"Miss Ren." The maid had a faint smile on her face at this time, and her eyes revealed just the right amount of surprise.
Aunt Ren might have been too excited. Without saying a word, she grabbed the hand of the maid and scolded her: "You, you haven't come to my house to see me for so long! Whether you are here or not, I
Everyone thought you had dumped that brat of mine!"
The maid said softly: "Miss Ren, don't worry, I will always be by his side."
What a good kid...
Aunt Ren was an acquaintance, and she was an acquaintance. At this time, she naturally put her arm on the maid lady, "Come on, stop standing, let's find a place to sit down and have tea? You... are free."
Bar?"
"Of course." The maid pointed forward, "I know there is a small shop in front that makes very good cakes. Miss Ren, would you like to try it?"
"I'm losing weight... um, eat! Let's go eat!" Aunt Ren nodded without saying anything, "Also, don't miss Miss Ren. Call me Mom... um, call me Sister Ren first.
!”
"Sister Ren."
"Why!"
They are like a pair of beautiful sisters, but passersby on the road don't seem to notice them.
The automatic door of the supermarket opened automatically at this time, and Dazhe walked out with two large tapes in his hands. Dazhe, who had not done anything for a while, was called out by the maid early this morning, and was reduced to a coolie carrying bags.
Looking at the maid and Aunt Ren walking closely side by side in front of them, Dazhe opened his mouth and said, "I'll go... Miss, did you... do this on purpose?"
Dazhe, who sighed in his heart, "Routine, Routine, Routine", carrying two full bags, suddenly flew into the sky, and floated slowly towards the location of the store.
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Although the overall atmosphere of the University of Political Science and Law is serious, there are also many quiet places that can create an atmosphere of ambiguity.
For example, a sports equipment room.
A slightly heavy breathing sound came from the wooden horse in the corner. It was obvious that the young man and woman were secretly tasting the forbidden fruit at this time.
The girl's clothes were messy, but she pursed her lips. At the same time, she raised her neck vigorously, making the outline of her collarbone clearer.
On the neck, this is the place that the boy is occupying at the moment, a bright red hickey has appeared. The boy seems not satisfied with this and plans to go further.
But when he was about to go further, the people in the equipment room suddenly opened the door. The sound instantly alarmed the men and women who were immersed in the impact of hormones.
I saw an eye-catching, thin boy wearing sportswear, holding a basket of badminton rackets and standing outside the door at a loss.
Zhao Le almost wanted to escape from here in an instant... He almost did it as soon as he thought of it.
"Stand!" But the boy suddenly shouted coldly at this time.
Zhao Le grasped the handle of the basket with both hands. At this time, the girl raised her head and hurriedly rushed out... Zhao Le took a sneak look and recognized that this was a popular girl from the collateral department.
.
This boy is also a well-known and flamboyant student in the school. Although he is not in the same class as Zhao Le, he has still met him.
"Four-eyed chicken, who asked you to come?" The boy adjusted the zipper of his clothes and walked towards Zhao Le with an unkind expression.
"No...no, I packed my things...I didn't mean to." Zhao Le slightly turned his gaze away.
The boy sneered and rushed forward. He was a very athletic type. He grabbed Zhao Le's collar with one hand and pulled his whole body in front of him.
The boy is a full head taller than the thin Zhao Le.
"I'm very unhappy now, what do you think I should do?" The boy sneered and raised his fist with his other hand.
Without saying a word, the fist hit Zhao Le's cheek... Zhao Le subconsciously shrank his body and closed his eyes, but the fist came later than expected.
When Zhao Le opened his eyes, he found that the boy's arm was grabbed directly by someone. It was a boy wearing the same sportswear as himself.
"Obviously..." Zhao Le opened his mouth and called out the name of the boy who saved him.
"Chen Mingming!" The boy frowned at this time. His arm was grabbed by Chen Mingming and he was slapped hard twice, but he was unable to break free. "It's none of your business, get out of here!"
Chen Mingming in front of him glanced at Zhao Le, and then said calmly: "He and I are responsible for packing supplies together. If he gets injured, it will be more trouble for me... I don't like trouble."
As he said that, Chen Mingming grabbed the boy's arm and flicked it with such force that the boy felt that his arm was almost dislocated.
The boy stared at Chen Mingming hatefully... This guy not only has good academic performance, but is also an all-around athlete, and is also the main force of the school's Sanda club... Although Chen Mingming's father is only a medium-sized police officer, his mother is quite famous.
He is a lawyer and knows countless dignitaries.
This boy knew that even with his little wealth, he couldn't sway the other party, so he could only lower his voice and said: "You have the guts... today I will treat it as a favor to you!"
With that said, he pushed Zhao Le away directly and snorted: "Boy, be smarter next time! If you ruin my good deeds again... I will make it impossible for you to stay here!"
Seeing that the boy had really left, Zhao Le finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Chen Mingming and said gratefully, "Thank you. If it weren't for you, I would definitely have been beaten."
Chen Mingming squatted down and started to pack up the badminton rackets on the ground, "Pack your things, or you won't be able to make it to the next class."
Zhao Le also quickly squatted down and started to pick up the racket. He suddenly asked: "By the way, Mingming, I heard that you seem to be immigrating?"
"Yeah." Chen Mingming responded simply.
Zhao Le didn't say anything more after that, nor did he ask any more questions... Chen Mingming was a person in the class who rarely talked to others. It would be no exaggeration to say that he had a somewhat withdrawn personality. He was very difficult to get close to and had almost no friends.
The things were almost packed soon. At this moment, Zhao Le's cell phone seemed to be ringing. After he took it out and took a look, his expression became a little unnatural.
"Obviously, I have something to do...can you help me clear my vacation?"
Zhao Le said, without waiting for Chen Mingming's response, he hurriedly left the sports equipment room... After Chen Mingming glanced doubtfully, he continued to pack the remaining things without paying any more attention.
After placing all the rackets neatly, Chen Mingming finally closed the door of the equipment room and left the gym.
…
Because he and Zhao Le were cleaning up after the physical education class, when Chen Mingming changed his clothes and walked on the road to the next class, there were not many students around him.
"Obviously!"
Suddenly, a voice made Chen Mingming stop in his tracks. He turned around and saw Gao Wen walking towards him with a leather bag.
Gao Wen is not just Chen Mingming's teacher in the school. Due to certain habits that are quite popular in the circle, he also formally worshiped Gao Wen as his teacher under the guidance of Zhou Yusheng.
"Teacher." Chen Mingming greeted respectfully.
Gawain always felt that his student was a little cold, but considering his growing environment, there was nothing he could do about it... To be honest, he was quite satisfied with the disciple he had accepted.
He is smart, careful, calm, and observant. Although he lacks the vigor of others of his age, he still has the composure that is hard to find in others of his age.
"Let's go together? You should be in the classroom here, right?" Gawain said with a smile.
Chen Mingming nodded and walked side by side with Gawain.
After walking a few steps, Gawain slowly asked: "Have you met your father?"
"I met yesterday." Chen Mingming nodded.
"Said?" Gawain frowned.
Chen Mingming just nodded.
Gawain sighed and said: "Are you really not going to think about it again? In fact, with your ability, you don't have to go abroad to have more room for development. Originally, I had planned to introduce you to my mentor next year. He is
An international authority, if you have him to guide you, your achievements will not be bad."
Chen Mingming was silent for a moment and then suddenly said: "Teacher, tell me why people make the choice to change."
Gawain opened his mouth and finally shook his head. Once a determined person makes a decision, it is difficult to change it again. As a person who studies psychology, he naturally knows this very well.
"The night before yesterday, your father came to my house and drank all night. He had a headache all the time, and he fell asleep after drinking some wine." Gao Wen suddenly felt afraid of Chen Mingming's shoulders, "Family matters, outsiders
It's hard to tell... If you have any difficulties, don't hesitate to talk to me. Your father and I are colleagues. We have known each other for so many years, and it's hard to see him like this."
Chen Mingming stopped, looked at Gao Wen, and said calmly: "Teacher, I am a student, I can be late. You are a teacher, it will be bad if you are late... There are still three minutes. If you don't walk faster, you will really be late.
.”
Gao Wen had no choice but to shake his head. He took out a pen and a sticky note from his bag, wrote something on the note, and then handed it to Chen Mingming's hand, "The place where you and your mother immigrated,
It just so happens that I have an old friend. If you encounter any difficulties, just look for him and he may be able to help a little bit."
Chen Mingming did not refuse Gao Wen's kindness and accepted the note.
The two separated at the corner... Gao Wen looked at Chen Mingming's retreating figure, shook his head again, and then walked to the other side, heading to the classroom where the class was held.
At this time, Chen Mingming suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at the corner.
He looked expressionless for a while... There was no one around, but a faint silver light suddenly flashed in the palm of Chen Mingming's right hand. Gradually, a dim silver pistol appeared bit by bit.
Chen Mingming slowly raised his left hand. In the palm of his left hand, there was a translucent bullet, which was slowly forming into a bullet. It was still translucent.
Chen Mingming looked at this bullet and knew that if he wanted it to be fully usable, he needed to inject corresponding life into it, otherwise it would disappear soon.
But at this time, he could feel exactly how much life needed to be injected. Unlike the previous 9.9-day bullet, this bullet only needed to be injected for a few minutes.
"Sure enough, acquaintances... will take less time."
Chen Mingming whispered something, and suddenly clenched the palm of his left hand, and the translucent bullet dissipated invisible.
The silver pistol also dispersed little by little... Chen Mingming turned around and walked back to the classroom where he was attending class.
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Because I met Chen Mingming on the road, I was delayed for some time... Gao Wen rarely walked into the classroom the moment the bell rang. He usually proposed marriage for at least five minutes and made some preparations for class.
"I'm sorry, classmates, I just had something to do and was a little late." Gawain walked quickly to the podium, "Let's start class now."
He quickly opened the teaching materials, slowly raised his head, and looked at the students in the lecture theater... Suddenly, Gawain's eyes jumped slightly.
At the very back seat by the window, Gawain once again saw that boy... Rocky's son!
This is already...the third time!
This is the gaze.
This suddenly reminded Gawain of Nietzsche's words:
When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you.
