"Let go - you can't break it apart! This kid still wants to resist!"
"Well, I think he might really be unable to let go..."
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In front of the mobile food truck, the scene was a bit chaotic.
However, several big men in civilian clothes surrounded him from all directions and pounced on him one after another like a stack of arhats. In just a short moment, the young man was covered in bulk and could not move.
Well, okay. The actual situation is that even if there is no follow-up, the opponent should not have any possibility of resistance. After all, someone's sudden attack with his foot just now, in the lightning flash, has the effect of freezing...
"Aunt Qing? You, you guys... uh?" Tangdou, who was pulled away in a daze, looked at Tang Chao, who had a calm face and was hiding his merit and fame, and then looked at the man running towards him,
Zhong Wanqing, who was breathing heavily, looked at the people still entangled on the ground not far away and blinked, her little face full of confusion.
"Ha, ha, ha, huh... Good evening, jelly bean shoes." While raising her hand to touch the little girl's head, Zhong Wanqing pinched her waist, took a few long breaths, and finally breathed calmly. She looked towards him with a smile on her face.
Tang Chao expressed concern, "Xiao Tang, are you okay?"
"I'm okay, is he... okay?" Tang Chao looked at the young man on the ground over there, who was cuffed but still curled up and twitching like a prawn. He scratched his head and said hesitantly, "My strength just now was maybe
I didn’t handle it well.”
"Deserves it! Leave him alone!" Zhong Wanqing snorted indifferently, and then couldn't help but laugh out loud. She looked at someone's right Xtep sneakers, raised her thumb and said jokingly, "I haven't seen you for a while.
, you are getting better and better at teasing your vaginal legs!"
"Well, it just happened. It was mainly because the police officer reminded me in time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to react."
The person who said the last words was the middle-aged boss who was walking towards me with his forehead raised and an awkward smile on his face. He was undoubtedly a plainclothes police officer.
It sounds like this person is unlucky, but in fact, he can disguise himself well, and he can deal with it on the spot. It is not a problem to fool ordinary people. Even the young man on the ground didn't notice it at first, otherwise he wouldn't take the initiative to approach to buy cakes.
It was only because of Tangdou's reminder that he forgot to add eggs that the latter became alert, which led to what happened next.
Of course, in the final analysis, the problem still lies with this person. The egg pancake technique is indeed a bit trendy... The plainclothes boss also knew this very well, so he showed his attitude when he came up and raised his hand in surprise.
"My, my, my! Captain Zhong, I will review it and apply for punishment when I get back."
"Old Huang, you asked me to tell you what you are good at! I asked you to pick some watermelon to sell. If you insist on making egg pancakes, what kind of family craftsmanship can you talk about? I believe you -"
There is no doubt that Zhong Wanqing has a straight temper, especially when it comes to work, she hates evil as much as she hates it, and she is the one who can't get the slightest bit of sand out of her eyes.
In addition, the situation just now was indeed critical. If someone hadn't picked up the vaginal leg, no one can guarantee how the situation would have evolved next. Not to mention that if something happened to Xiao Tang or even Tangdou,
What unimaginable consequences would it bring... Anyway, Zhong Wanqing thought to herself that she would never be able to forgive herself easily!
Because of this, the more I thought about it, the more I became afraid, and my voice became louder and louder, and I couldn't hold on to the fire.
At this moment, "Um, Aunt Qing, and the boss?" The little girl who was standing aside finally came to her senses, interrupted, pointed to the iron plate on the mobile food cart next to her, and reminded weakly, "
The dough is burnt...well, can we still make our two egg pancakes?"
After a pause, he touched his belly and stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, "I haven't eaten enough for dinner. I'm a little hungry."
"Uh... I can do whatever I can! I didn't perform well before, but this time there will be no problem!" After saying that, the plainclothes boss looked at Zhong Wanqing, who opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally waved his hand angrily, "Look what I'm doing.
, I can’t make egg pancakes. I’ll settle the score with you later!”
"Okay!" Lao Huang stepped on the wind and quickly slipped back to the back of the dining car. He thought of something again, looked up and found Tang Chao, nodded proactively, and said in a solemn and sincere tone, "Thank you, little brother, I will change the number later.
One day when you are free, I will treat you two brothers and sisters to dinner. By the way, there are those feet just now, they are so beautiful!"
Hearing this, Tang Chao touched his nose, faced the hostile gaze on the ground that gradually softened, and murmured in a low voice: "The thief shouldn't think it's beautiful..."
"Eh? Hahaha! Little brother's speech is interesting. I, Lao Huang, have decided to make you my friend!"
"How dare you act stupid! What's the matter, mistress, are you not convinced? Do you want revenge? Do you know why we arrested you this time?"
"Okay, help him up, go back and interrogate again." Looking at the passers-by and citizens gradually gathering around him, Zhong Wanqing made a decision immediately, "Let Lao Zhao and the others who are ambushing in the community withdraw. Dayong, you go and bring the car over."
While waiting for the bus and the egg pancakes, Zhong Wanqing briefly explained the situation.
It turns out that the young man called the Third Master is a tomb robber. His real name is Liu and he is the third oldest. Despite his young age, he has quite a lot of experience in the industry. He has been traveling around with several elders of the clan since he was a child, and he has beaten people by the way.
Under the influence of my eyes, I can say that I have a good knowledge of all the doors in this industry.
That's right, compared to Lao Huang's egg pancakes, Liu San's tomb robbing is a real family tradition.
But as the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, your shoes will not get wet. During a work in the fields, this family-style tomb-robber gang was caught and arrested on the spot. The elders went in and stepped on the sewing machine without any suspense, but because of his age,
Because of this, I was released after some education.
I originally thought that after this experience, he could turn over a new leaf. I never thought that instead of reflecting and repenting, he would instead rely on what he had learned as a child to go out to work again as an adult and resume his old career. He was very prosperous for a while. Until
Today I made the same mistake as my elders and got caught...
"Speaking of it, this boy is considered a legend. He doesn't even have a primary school diploma, but he is so accurate when looking for burials. The local masters who work with him all admire him. He is considered a senior citizen at a young age, so he is called a mistress. It's a pity that he doesn't
Taking the right path is a waste of the talent given by God." Zhong Wanqing shook her head and sighed with emotion.
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"How did you find me?" The person who asked the question was naturally Liu San, with his legs crossed and squatting slightly on the ground. It was obvious that the pain was not gone, but he could speak at least. He looked unconvinced, "In addition to doing it
Life, I never come into contact with people, no one knows where I am!"
"Ha!" Zhong Wanqing glanced sideways and sneered, "I admit that you are really good at robbing tombs, but in other aspects, you are still young!"
Liu San was speechless when he heard this.
A young policeman next to him might have read some novels about tomb robbing, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to make a conversation, so he asked out of curiosity: "Liu San, you have been to so many tombs, you must have encountered many agencies. Is there any?"
Impressive, tell me?"
"Yes, that's what happened." Liu San replied listlessly.
"What?"
"public safety agency."
"..."
"Pfft - I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The little girl couldn't help laughing and waved her hands to apologize.
"Ahem! Stop talking nonsense, the car is here, escort him to the car." Zhong Wanqing's mouth twitched, but she almost didn't stop, and turned her head, "Old Huang, can you do it now with two egg pancakes?
"
"Okay, okay, just put some sauce on it and that's it. Do you want sweet or spicy?"
"One is sweet and the other is spicy, thank you...huh?" Just as he was responding politely, a ding-dong-dong-dong cell phone ringtone suddenly came from his pocket. Tang Chao took out his cell phone casually, looked at the caller ID, and couldn't help but say:
Startled.
The person who called was Xiao Cao, who runs a tattoo shop. It was a business on the same street, and it was upstairs and downstairs. It was normal to exchange numbers. But it was obviously not used too much. This kind of friendship was normal and nothing happened.
I don’t know how to contact you, let alone this late at night.
Something happened to the piano store? But what could happen to the piano store?
…
At the same time, outside the back door of the Old Town Museum.
Ah Qing put down his cell phone, looked at Zong Qing who was bored and shrugged: "Ah Hua said that if the young master is not at home at this time, he should explain Buddhist scriptures to the believers in the park next door. Should we wait here, or should we wait here?
Go directly?"
Zong Qing shook his head indifferently and walked to the car where he came from: "Forget it, it's just a daily visit. I didn't run into him this time. I'll just come back next time."
The little master in the two words naturally refers to the little monk Dadu. As a representative of Kyushu's rising high-end and almost invincible combat power, everything about the little monk, including daily life, is undoubtedly territorial.
Jiang branch’s focus.
As mentioned before, the Lingjiang branch specially arranged a complete action team near the museum for this purpose, and the person in charge was none other than Ah Hua who was on the phone just now.
This is not to say that there is round-the-clock surveillance. In fact, from the uncertain whereabouts information Ah Qing just relayed, we can tell that the young monk is free to come and go, and no one will follow him around him at all times.
It’s not necessary. Firstly, the young monk basically does not need protection. Secondly, the young monk’s daily schedule is really simple. During the day, he stays in the museum, and the scope of activities is between the courtyard and the Buddhist artifacts exhibition hall. In the evening, he goes to the park to provide services to those who live nearby.
The aunts and ladies explained Buddhist scriptures. Apart from that, there was basically no other itinerary and it was very peaceful. This was the conclusion that someone had followed for several days.
The car bypassed the museum and drove onto the old street. The speed suddenly dropped significantly. The reason was not the evening rush hour, but the blazing fire snakes and billowing smoke rising into the sky on the roadside!
Fire?
This was obvious, and the scale seemed to be quite large. Many shops on the street were within the scope of the fire. Through the car window, his eyes passed by a door sign, and Zong Qing couldn't help but smacked his lips.
Ah Qing, who was driving, was quite sensitive and subconsciously turned his head and glanced. Without waiting to ask, Zong Qing raised his hand and pointed, frowning and recalling: "This music store, I remember, is the industry of Target No. 1. Oh, no, to be precise.
It should be the major shareholder."
With just this sentence, you can tell how much Zong Qing pays attention to Xie Wei or someone. No matter how small or small it is, it is light.
"Are there any small shareholders?" is the same sentence. It can also be heard that Ah Qing, who seems to be carefree, can become Zong Qing's right-hand man for a reason. Look at this praise, it is quite in place, and he can grasp it in an instant
The former wanted to drop his book bag to show off his memory.
As expected, he said, "Well, target number two's brother, we have met before, that young man named Tang Chao. Ha, this name always sounds grand whenever I hear it."
"So, at first glance, it sounds like you are not the type to work in our industry. The recognition is too high." Ah Qing added naturally and then asked, "What do you mean, do you want to go down and help, carry a bucket of water or something?
?Do your best."
"Pull it down, just call the fire alarm...oh, no need."
In the distance, the sound of a fire truck siren hooting, hooting, approaching quickly. It stirred up the cool summer night, causing slight waves...