Xu Qinglang's car did not drive to the market,
Before he left, Zhou Ze asked, "At this time, are there still fresh frogs in the market?"
This question was very correct.
At this time, if they did not make an appointment in advance, it was hard to say if they could buy it, let alone pursue anything fresh.
And for the group of people in the study room who were becoming more and more picky and had gradually begun to become gluttons,
You fooled them with stale food,
It was indeed not appropriate.
Moreover,
Xu Qinglang also ate with everyone,
You want a person with more than twenty suites to eat stale food with you,
The local government and real estate developers will not agree!
Xu Qinglang parked the car by the pond. Not far in front of him, there was a small river, and it was surrounded by farmland.
The breeze blew gently, and the fields were fragrant
Old Xu calmly leaned against the car door, smoking a cigarette.
After a cigarette,
Xu Qinglang took out two sacks from the trunk and threw them directly on the ground.
Then,
He pressed his face against the side of the mirror.
It was not that he suddenly wanted to touch up his makeup,
It was not that he wanted to check how his current skin color was,
Nor was it that he wanted to admire his beauty for nothing,
He stared intently at his own face reflected in the mirror.
At the same time,
A silent argument began.
Impudent!
Impossible!
Absolutely not!
No!
Not good!
Not willing!
Sigh,
You..
You..
Insult!
Sigh..
Just this once!
Not next time!
Then..,
Cute little frogs began to sing together and jump out of the pond, from the farmland, from the river,
Everyone took the initiative, happily, and enthusiastically got into the sacks that Lady Xu had thrown on the ground.
The last few that came in seemed to want to button the sacks themselves,
But after working for a long time, they did not succeed.
Xu Qinglang nodded in satisfaction. He took two strings of rope and tied a knot in the sacks, then put them in the trunk.
Looking back,
He looked at the beautiful countryside around him for another day,
Xu Qinglang got into the car,
He went back with this beautiful gift from nature.
..
"Thank you for your concern for the Chen Village. I believe that the future of the Chen Village will get better and better!"
The television in the study room was broadcasting the news.
On the screen, the old village chief stood in front of the boundary stone at the entrance of the village, accepting an interview from the television station.
That day, a paper mill was selected to be built in the Chen Village.
In the image, the old Village Chief was glowing with health and vigor, and the boundary stele behind him also entered the frame frequently.
This was old news from a few years ago.
Now that it was played back,
How ironic.
No one knew about the village accountant who had been lying underground for 16 years, and no one paid any attention to him. Everyone seemed to have tacitly agreed that he was missing, as if he had never appeared before.
Then..,
On the Boundary Stone.
Scene after scene of the play was being performed meticulously.
From the beginning,
He had brewed an absolutely ironic masterpiece.
Zhou Ze held the pudding that Yingying had personally made. He took a bite and muttered to himself,
"How could this kind of news be broadcast? Yingying, call and report it. Isn't this tarnishing the image of our Tongcheng? They really don't have any awareness of the overall situation. Hurry up and let them withdraw."
"Yes, Boss."
Yingying responded with a smile but didn't do anything.
"Also, I say, do you really have nothing to do?"
Zhou Ze pointed at Qing, who had been standing in front of him for a long time.
Qing shook his head. Yes, he had nothing to do.
An employee, in front of his boss, directly and honestly said that he had nothing to do.
As the boss, Zhou Ze really felt a little upset.
But in this situation, he really didn't dare to arrange anything for Qing.
"How about this? Aren't there a lot of computers at the internet cafe? The three of you, call Liu Chuyu, and let's play a game or something."
"They're all asleep. I'm the only one awake."
Obviously, Qing wasn't interested in things like "Games.".
Zhou Ze sighed. He didn't know what to say.
At this moment.
Xu Qinglang came back.
He was carrying two big sacks of frogs in his hands.
"Yingying, come, give me a hand."
The frogs tasted good, but it was a little complicated to deal with.
Zhou Ze pointed at Qing and said, "Go help."
"Okay, okay."
Just like that,
The former big boss of the law enforcement team.
He ran to the kitchen to peel and wash a group of frogs.
Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, the old priest still hadn't come back. Zhou Ze had no choice but to put down the half-eaten pudding in his hand and take out his phone to call the old priest.
"Hello, Boss, this penniless priest is on the way. I'll be back soon. Can I make it in time for dinner?"
"They don't leave any food over there?"
"Uh, it's probably because this matter has affected them too much.
The old woman had a cerebral hemorrhage. The eldest daughter-in-law had a stroke. The second daughter-in-law suddenly had a heart attack. The third daughter-in-law fell down the stairs and broke her bones. She was sent to the hospital.
"Then, it seemed that there was something wrong with the seafood arranged for the birthday. Another large group of grandchildren had red rashes and allergies on their bodies. It was very scary.
This penniless priest originally wanted to keep it for dinner, but even if he wanted to eat, no one could cook it. "
Zhou Ze touched the tip of his nose.
He said,
"Then you should come back."
"Okay, Boss."
"I'll take some time tomorrow to visit them at the hospital and buy some gifts."
"Ah, okay, Boss.
By the way, boss, are they your relatives in the past? "
"Why do you ask?"
"It's nothing. This penniless priest just feels that you're too kind to them, too kind. You have to know that their family's men have done more than that..."
"This isn't ancient times. Why are you implicating them? It's enough for those who break the law to be punished. Their family members are innocent."
"Sigh, Boss, you're still kind-hearted. This penniless priest can't reach your level."
"Alright, come back early for dinner. There's frogs tonight."
After hanging up,
Zhou Ze stretched lazily.
The white fox, who was lying on the sofa opposite him, was doing the same thing.
More than half of the fur on the white fox's body had fallen off because of the drought demon.
Later, she simply shaved the rest of her fur as well.
For this reason, she even asked lawyer an to buy her a pet coat that Corgi wore.
"Hungry?"
Zhou Ze asked.
The white fox nodded and yawned.
In the entire study room,
The two laziest, the new 81 Chinese website was the fastest to update.
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One was the boss.
The other was the white fox.
No matter how free others were, they could always find something to do.
Those who liked to farm went to farm.
Those who liked to comfort the big sister went to comfort the big sister.
Those who liked to fall in love went to fall in love.
Only the boss and the white fox.
Lie down.
Lie down.
Lie down.
When it was time to eat, he sat up.
"Dinner is almost ready."
Yingying took the bowls and chopsticks and set them up.
At this time, the Tongcheng News finished broadcasting and began to switch to the news broadcast.
"Central Television, Central Television, this is..."
"Boss, why do they have to say it twice?"
Yingying asked as she set the chopsticks.
Zhou Ze picked up the remote control and clicked it.
"Oh, this is to remind us that it's time to change the channel."
..
"Alright, that's all for this case. Old Wu, you can rest now."
The special task force from the province would take over this case because the nature of this case was different.
Old Zhang nodded and didn't say anything.
In his mind, the words the old village chief said when he was arrested were still echoing.
Sixteen years had passed.
One had been interviewed several times on the Boundary Monolith and had held many ceremonies, and the other had been interviewed several times on the Boundary Monolith.
One had always been under the boundary marker and seemed to have been forgotten by the whole world.
Actually.
As an old criminal police officer who had lived two lives, Old Zhang knew very well that very few criminals who had committed such a heinous crime as murder would really repent.
You saw them crying in front of the TV cameras.
It wasn't that they were regretting it.
Nor did he shed tears of remorse, as in the novels of the writers.
The real reason was very simple.
They were afraid of death.
But the old village chief obviously didn't belong to this category. He had lived enough and had enjoyed what he needed to enjoy. Anyway, he didn't have many years to live, so he had no regrets.
And he planned to bear all the blame. His three sons would be as pure as white lotuses, untainted by mud.
Old Zhang walked out of the office. When he passed by the door of the interrogation room, his footsteps suddenly slowed down.
The corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
In his eyes.
Blood began to appear.
A wave of hostility began to sweep through his brain.
At this moment.
He suddenly wanted to rush in and kill someone.
To kill someone with all the extreme torture methods he could think of.
This was almost an instinct. But at this moment, for some reason, this instinct was infinitely magnified.
Old Zhang didn't dare to stay here any longer. Instead, he rushed into the bathroom next to him, turned on the faucet, and splashed cold water on his face.
"Phew..."
He took a deep breath.
Old Zhang raised his head.
He looked at himself in the mirror.
He suddenly felt that he looked really scary in the mirror. So scary. He was like a ferocious beast on the verge of going berserk.
And at this moment.
In the mirror.
On the other side of his body.
A unicorn with a green body appeared.
In the unicorn's eyes.
It was pure and clear.
"I... What's wrong with me?"
The unicorn didn't say anything.
"What's wrong with me?"
Old Zhang was a little flustered. He roared at the unicorn in the mirror.
Blood suddenly began to drip from the unicorn's eyes.
Old Zhang's eyes widened.
Then.
He felt that his eyes were itchy.
He lowered his head.
He saw beads of blood dripping down.
Drip.
Drip.
He raised his head again.
He looked at himself in the mirror.
Blood.
It had already covered his entire face.
And it was spreading crazily at an exaggerated speed.
"No... No... What's wrong... What's going on..."
Old Zhang subconsciously took a few steps back. He naturally knew what was sealed in his body.
But he couldn't have the best friend relationship between the boss and Ying Gou.
It was also impossible for her to force the Sea God to catch frogs like Lady Xu.
Right now, he was very confused and terrified.
At this moment.
In the mirror.
The expressionless unicorn continued to bleed expressionlessly.
Then.
It was as if a crisp sound came from the dark.
The unicorn's head.
It fell.