Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

With that, he angrily stuffed the ticket into his pocket and went out with the expensive short sleeve. Before he left, he didn't forget to look back and glared at ah Zhe.

A zhe stands straight and slender, like a beautiful black bamboo. He goes to the police hall casually, which makes the policewomen look at him.

Young master Xiao, who felt that his body and mind had been severely damaged, angrily turned and left, thinking about how to manage his elder brother's mental loss.

Hum, very good, nephew. Your little Ferrari is about to shrink into a three wheel open.

After sitting down at a breakfast stand, young master Xiao sat down with great pride and stretched out his tight legs, waiting for the hot food.

He squeezed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. When he was biting it full of oil, he suddenly recalled ah Zhe's polite words just now, and his mind burst out like someone threw a bucket of two kicks in it.

The next second, the golden oil and water in the full bun fell on his very precious short sleeve hem along with his roar, "this little bastard, who is in the way! I helped you subdue a professional killer, OK! It's a bunch of things you can't see! "

The boss of the breakfast stall heard his roar when he steamed steamed buns in the back. He came forward in fear and gave a polite smile to the fierce guest. "That... Is our food not to your taste?"

Young master Xiao had a long leg. He sat up straight with his knife. He waved his hand very majestically and patted all the odd bills that had been collected from ah zhe on the table

But I don't believe you, I can't eat you!

Ah zhe saw that the young master who wanted to go out was safe and steady. He was relieved. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers according to Mu Yunshen's explanation.

In the interrogation room, the two policemen exchanged glances, leaving one behind and the other leaving in a hurry.

Mu Yunshen raised his eyelids slightly. "Officer, before we start, can I ask you a question first?"

The policeman saw that his tone of voice was rare mild, so his tense face relaxed a lot unconsciously, "ask, as long as it is not related to the case."

Mu Yun deeply bent his lips and opened with a polite smile. "You're joking. I know the case better than you. There's no need to ask. Besides, you don't know what's deeper. Ha ha ha."

Police, "..."

Before his face changed, mu Yunshen quickly turned the conversation and said, "did Gu Beihua recruit?"

The policeman's attention was quickly attracted by his words, and then frowned, "since he was arrested in the early morning, he hasn't said anything - Oh, yes, he said he wanted to hire a lawyer, and he said he didn't want to communicate with us directly."

At this point, there was something wrong with the policeman's face - his face was a little ugly, the shame and indignation after being despised and satirized.

Mu Yunshen immediately expressed his sympathy and comforted him kindly, "I can understand. Gu Beihua has been like this since a long time ago. He likes to talk with people in a strange way. Don't worry. But -- "