Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

He was lying on the hood, his broken arm hanging loosely on one side of his body, sweating from the forehead, blood wetting the hem of his white shirt, and fainting a large amount of ugly blood.

Boss Gu, who has been handsome for most of his life, no longer has his usual high spirited appearance.

When he was held by the police in a hurry, he suddenly seemed to think of something. He suddenly struggled to raise his head and yelled at mu Yunshen through the big black cap, "who told you? Who on earth betrayed me! Make it clear to me who it is

Mu Yunshen didn't say a word. He stood quietly and looked at him, with a moderate smile on his face, and a little proper irony in the corner of his eyes.

Gu Beihua's angry roar was soon drowned by the hustle and bustle of the police. He struggled, his eyes were red, his hands and feet were on the ground. He was like a monkey who had fallen into a trap but was still unwilling to be realistic.

Stupid and ridiculous.

"... who! You... Who... "

One of the policemen who came here was bothered by his noise and knew that it was not a good fault. He immediately lost his patience and slapped him firmly on the head with the wake-up spirit of being on duty in the middle of the night. Justice said with awe inspiring, "we are the legendary people's police. What are you yelling at?"

Mu Yunshen stood in the same place and let the cold wind blow his shirt up. He didn't mean to move.

The cold wind came from all directions. Rao Shi, who was wearing a perfect suit, could not help shivering. He quickly responded and turned to Mu Yunshen, "young master, get on the bus. It's too cold outside."

Mu Yunshen stood still, as if he had not heard what he said.

His slender figure stood straight, from the forehead, along the bridge of the nose and neck all the way down, winding out a strong line, the end of the drill into his shirt has been rolled out some folds.

His dark eyes were very calm, and the surging undercurrent and waves had subsided, replaced by an extraordinary calm.

Mu Yunshen just stood there, watching Gu Beihua pushed and shoved into the narrow police car by the police. Until the door was heavily photographed, he hung his eyes with relief, spitting a hot breath from his lips and teeth.

Ah zhe was afraid that he would fall in the cold wind when he was cold, and he didn't dare to push him to the car. He wandered back and forth for a while between struggle and hesitation, and finally locked his target on his coat.

Just as he gritted his teeth and was ready to stretch out his hand to take off his coat, his fingers were all on the last button, but suddenly he heard Mu Yun spit out a few words like gold, "it's over."

Ah zhe was shocked by his heavy voice with a little relief, like an old man. For a moment, he couldn't react. His finger could be put on the button, and his action couldn't continue.

Just at this time, a policeman came over. He reached out and pressed his big eaves hat and said to Mu Yunshen, "Mr. mu, please go back to the Municipal Bureau. Because the case is complicated and important, we need to make a record for you. I hope you can cooperate."