This passerby is too calm

Chapter 8 8. Who the hell is he?
Who is this young man who claims to be his senior?How can you have such a good relationship with the police?
However, he did find that this young man seemed to have seen it before?
looks familiar...

Did that police uncle call senior Chen Mo just now?
Why is it so familiar, I seem to have heard it many times in school...

When Li Xiaojun was thinking, Chen Mo had already explained the matter to a few people in a few words.

"Hey, it's your fault this time. Fortunately, Xiao Chen, you took care of them in time. Otherwise, I don't know how many people and families they will hurt by taking this thing out of the market."

Several people smiled and patted Chen Mo's shoulder.

But Chen Mo didn't answer, glanced at Zhao Cheng, who hasn't spoken since just now, just frowned slightly at him.

"Chen Mo, come with me."

Several people around silently shut their mouths, and they had already discovered the silence and the somewhat wrong atmosphere between the two.

The two walked aside, and Zhao Cheng handed over a cigarette.

Chen Mo did not refuse, and took it silently.

"Are you all right, kid?"

"You just lost control, didn't you? I saw the injuries of those people, and I can see that you made a ruthless hand. Stepping on the edge of that boundary, you made a dead hand."

Zhao Cheng took out a lighter and lit it for himself, and then probed into Chen Mo to light it.In the mist, Old Chen's sharp eyes looked at Chen Mo through the white mist.

Chen Mo didn't speak, he just sat down in the corner of the alley made of bluestone slabs, with one foot crossed and the other casually stretched out.

Raising his hand and rubbing his black curly hair, he silently put the cigarette butt in his mouth and took a breath.

There was no refutation, so that I could see the stubbornness unique to young people in the eyes of Buddha nature.

Looking at the young man's expression, Zhao Cheng was not surprised.

He raised his hand and lightly patted Chen Mo's shoulder twice, trying to comfort the young man.

He knew that the young man was not feeling well at this time.

"I'm not talking to you now as a police officer, but as your uncle, your father's former colleague and best friend.

I know you can't let it go, I don't mean to blame you.They deserved what they deserved, the sins they committed, your punishment is still light, far from enough to atone for their sins.Just there will be laws to punish them, don't get your hands dirty.

Xiao Mo, our uncles in the police station watched you grow up, and you have always been a sensible child.

You are very smart, and smart people will make such a mistake, that is, your memory is too good and too true.You have to learn to let yourself go sometimes. "

As the smoke spit out, Chen Mo squinted his long and narrow eyes slightly, he couldn't see the emotions clearly in his eyes, and said in a muffled voice.

"If it weren't for these scumbags, my family wouldn't be ruined, and my dad's legs wouldn't be..."

"Child, I know you are uncomfortable and can't let go. To be honest, my child is also uncomfortable in my heart, and I am also uncomfortable.

Your father has been my squad leader since I enlisted in the army, and he has always been with me. He has always been, the person I have always respected and respected the most.

I know that when your father assisted the anti-narcotics police on a mission, and his legs were knocked off by someone in retaliation, you are still in the back of your mind.

Trust me, your uncle, I feel no less pain than yours.

When I rescued your dad from that poisonous den with my own hands, I really wanted to kill all those people.

But everything has to be done according to the rules, step by step, or the same sentence, don't get your hands dirty. "

"Kid, I know you've always been calm, so calm that I often don't think you're like a child. It's always made us feel shocked and proud, don't make a mistake and ruin yourself."

"And your dad doesn't want you to be someone with blood on your hands. He doesn't want you to get hurt... eh?"

While the two were talking, they finished smoking the cigarettes in their hands. Zhao Cheng patted Chen Mo's shoulder, looked down at his eyes, and said seriously.

"Got it, uncle."

Chen Mo crushed the cigarette butts and replied softly.The slightly drooping eyelashes concealed the faint look in his eyes.

He is a little out of control today, but Uncle Zhao may not believe it, he is indeed in control.Although those people seem to be more serious, if they go to the hospital to check their injuries... they can't find anything.

He never leaves a stain on himself.He cherishes his feathers very much, even if it can't be as upright and upright as his father.

He also didn't want to embarrass Lao Chen, the kind of idiot who sent himself to prison by himself.

But there is no need to tell Uncle Zhao about this...

He cherishes the care and tenderness given to him by the elders around him.

……

At this moment, another wave of police who received a report and came to support also arrived.Everyone quickly cleared the scene.Soon someone came to Zhao Cheng to deal with the matter.

"Captain, where are you here? Let me ask you from the second team, what to do with those comatose drug dealers? Take them to the hospital first, or...?"

"Uncle, wake them up and let them go by themselves. If you carry them, there may be an accident."

Chen Mo stopped Zhao Cheng, who was about to be dragged away, and reminded in a low voice.

"How? What did you find?"

When Zhao Cheng heard the words, he keenly noticed something.

"If my guess is correct, except for the bald head, there may be goods hidden in the other abdominal parts and stomach. If you carry it, be louder, and accidents may occur." Chen Mo said in a dark and light voice.

"Fuck! Neurotic stuff, a group of people really don't think of themselves as human beings."

The police officer who came to look for Zhao Cheng couldn't help but cursed when he heard the words.

"Fuck, this group of people is a fucking mess, they want money or not!"

"Who said no?"

Zhao Cheng also nodded solemnly. He knew Chen Mo's ability and had no doubts about his words.

He lowered his head and let the police officer next to him come over and said something.

Before leaving, he patted Chen Mo's shoulder heavily and said:

"Good boy, I really have you, and your eyes are so fucking thieves! Good guy, it seems that you have done a great job this time. Waiting for us to return to the police station, we will definitely treat you well!"

Every time he comes here, he doesn't know how many times he has heard this sentence, and his ears are full of calluses.

Chen Mo laughed and shook his head.

"Uncle Zhao, please don't give me pennants. The walls of my house are almost full and there is no space left."

"Hey, you kid! Looking for a fight! No one else can ask for this, and you still dislike it."

"Why don't you think about my previous proposal again, consider me to be your godfather, you don't have enough land, but mine is enough! Hang the pennant at my house!
In the future, I will introduce it to others. This is what I awarded to my son.It also saves the old guy from Chen, who shows his son in front of me every time. "

(End of this chapter)