After Ba Ling confessed to her relatives, the little cannon fodder became Bai Fumei

Fang Minghao watched helplessly as the little fairy was about to leave, and was a little anxious. When he wanted to speak, he was kicked by Shang Zimu.

"Wow, Brother Mu, what are you doing? It hurts." Fang Minghao weighed his feet and looked at Shang Zimu puzzled.

"Do business." Shang Zimu dropped three words coldly, and left first.

"Brother Hao, hurry up and follow." Cheng Jiulang smiled, patted his shoulder and passed him.

He followed Shang Zimu, looked at his back, and thoughtful flashed in his eyes.

Fang Minghao was so angry that he waved his fist at the backs of the two of them, and looking behind him, the little fairy had long since disappeared, so he could only sigh, and he missed another chance to meet the little fairy, leaving regrets in vain, hey...

However, this is already the second time they met, it seems that they are really destined, he looks forward to the third time they meet, next time, next time he must seize the opportunity...

"Brother Hao, hurry up."

"Come on, come on, really, hurry up..."

The three of them followed Shu Zhendong to the police station today to find out about Hua Shancheng. I heard that they had already found the information. After so many days of delay, they finally saw hope. It was not easy.

Shang Zimu looked at the contents of the document in his hand and thought for a while.

"Thank you Wenju." Shang Zimu sealed the document again, handed it back to Wenju, and asked him to lock it up again.

"You're welcome, it's because you have completed the formalities, otherwise, I wouldn't dare to show it to you privately." The bureau smiled flatteringly, this person came from the capital, and he had all the documents, so he couldn't read any documents.

After sending people out of the gate of the police station, the Cultural Bureau stood at the gate of the police station and couldn't help sighing, young and promising, the future is promising, and the country is lucky.

"Director." Zhang Bing saw that the bureau happened to visit their small police station, so he couldn't help but stepped forward to inquire about the situation.

"Ah, Xiao Zhang, how is it? Are you still used to staying here?" Wenju turned around and saw a promising young man who was in a good mood and patted him on the shoulder, full of relief.

"Very good." Zhang Bing quickly nodded his head and replied, "I just took over a case, and I want to consult the director for some information, is that okay?"

"Okay, let's go, let's go in and talk slowly." The bureau thought that he wanted to ask him for his experience in handling cases, so he greeted him warmly and said.

After Zhang Bing explained the situation, the bureau fell silent, and said earnestly, "Xiao Zhang, this, the situation in our Nancheng is more complicated, there are some things, how should I say..."

"Director, tell the truth." Zhang Bing looked at him with firm eyes and clear eyes.

The old Wenju blushed, and suddenly felt a little ashamed, but he still struggled and said, "Xiao Zhang, do you know the meaning of these idioms, mantis arms to block cars, eggs to hit rocks, mayflies to shake trees?"

Zhang Bing stood up suddenly and said loudly, "I know! But, I'm not afraid. Since I choose to become a police officer, I must be worthy of the clothes I wear. Don't be afraid of sacrifice, go forward bravely!"

An impassioned speech showed his attitude, even if he has changed jobs, he will deeply remember his mission.

Wenju was shocked by him, and he couldn't help feeling a surge of pride in his heart, "Okay, okay, the country needs talents like you."

He also seems to have been silent for too long, thinking about what happened in the past few days, it's time, "Since you want to know, then I'll tell you..."