Chapter 361 Art

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Zhang Yanfeng pushed open the door of the bookstore and walked in. The door was open, after all, it was business time now.

The little Loli was sitting behind the bar, holding a spoon in her hand and pressing her tongue over and over again. She seemed to be thinking about something while flicking her tongue.

She had told Zhou Ze before that Guizhao could not be cultivated, but this did not mean that her own abilities could not be developed and explored at a deeper level.

She has personal experience of this.

More than half a year ago in Rongcheng, the man who was originally chased by a group of ghosts and fled in panic, but he came back with the white cat in less than a month. She still remembers that scene. .

Therefore, the little Lolita, who had been fighting with her tongue, did not notice that Lao Zhang was back. She noticed it subconsciously, but she only thought it was an employee from the bookstore who came back and she was not a stranger, so she didn't care.

The old man was sitting on the sofa, taking a needle and thread to mend the little monkey's clothes.

The little monkey is naughty and likes to jump up and down, so his clothes often have holes or tears. If they can be mended, he will be tied up and mended together.

Lao Dao had met an older girl before, who worked in a hair salon in Gangzha District, Tongcheng. Lao Dao would often visit her. She was more skillful and helped Lao Dao mend his robe twice.

Her son is a bit demented, and her husband is too lazy to work in his hometown. He has no choice but to work in this industry in order to maintain the family's livelihood and expenses.

Later, when her husband took her son to take a bath in the river, they caught up with the tide and they drowned together.

When the old man went to look for the older girl again, his colleague said that the older girl cried all night after hearing the news, and the next day she paid the bill, packed her things, and went back to her parents' home.

While thinking about that person, I was mending a small piece of clothing,

perhaps,

This is youth, right?

perhaps,

This is life.

He has lived to be seventy-one years old. Although he does not have a son or a daughter, the emotional life of the old man is far from boring. Others look down on him when he is glamorous. He has no contact with the so-called young models in clubs or anything like that. Pass.

On the contrary, he likes older girls who are doing working-class jobs;

We all have a common language and we are all wanderers in the world, but we can comfort each other.

Zhang Yanfeng walked up to the old Taoist. He wanted to ask the old Taoist what he should eat, because he couldn't eat ordinary people's food.

He also wanted to ask Lao Dao where he should sleep, because he seemed to realize that he couldn't sleep at all.

He declined the banquet, indicating that he needed some time alone, and came out of the back door of the police station, saying he just wanted to breathe some air.

The leaders of the police station also expressed their understanding of this. Making a false identity and joining a criminal group is equivalent to experiencing a completely different life on the other side.

Now that the undercover mission was successfully completed, when he came out again, he was in a daze again.

Just like in the early Qing Dynasty when people had their hair cut off, there were still a group of people who fought tooth and nail to fight for their buns; during the Republic of China, the military and police took to the streets to force people to cut their braids, and there were still a group of people who cried over it.

If people stay in a specific environment for a long time, they will develop inertia.

Of course, that's what the leaders of the police station thought, but in fact, Zhang Yanfeng just wanted to go back to the bookstore to ask about the specific situation, and also wanted to share his current joy with Zhou Ze.

After being reborn, I am still a policeman. This is good news, and it couldn't be better news.

"Old Taoist, where is Zhou Ze?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.

He wanted to ask the boss?

But thinking about it, I still couldn't say the word "boss". After all, I was still a little unaccustomed to it. Although everyone else in the bookstore called Zhou Ze "boss", Zhang Yanfeng was thin-skinned.

"Oh, he went to the police station with Lao An." Lao Dao replied without raising his head.

"What are you doing at the police station?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.

"Going to save you."

"help me?"

"Yes, weren't you arrested? They planned to rob the prison..."

Speaking of which,

The old man suddenly raised his head,

Looking at Zhang Yanfeng in front of him, he screamed:

“Ahhhhhh!!!!!

Why are you back! ! ! "

"I…………"

"Call the boss, hurry, hurry!" The old man immediately shouted to the little Loli at the bar.

Little did he know that the old Taoist screamed,

The little Lolita, who was still concentrating on using the spoon to tease her tongue, suddenly trembled. The spoon was directly inserted in, and she had a deep throat.

The little loli slapped the bar cabinet with one hand and pulled out the spoon with her other hand.

He was so depressed that his whole little face turned red.

"Bo!"

It's not easy,

The spoon was finally pulled out by himself.

The little Loli looked at the old Taoist over there with a sullen face, and said in a deep voice:

"Do you want to rush to reincarnate?"

"..." said the old man.

Although he was facing the anger of the little loli, the old man could only smile awkwardly, and immediately took out his mobile phone and called the boss. The call was connected, and the boss hung up after the matter was finished.

The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the boss and the others haven't started robbing the prison yet.

Yes,

Boss Zhou and Lawyer An were delayed for a while because of something. The reason seemed to be that a special event started in the evening and ended late at night. The nearby city bureau also mobilized a lot of police forces. As a result, at this point in the night, Tongcheng police officers The station was buzzing with cars and the number of police officers doubled.

Zhou Ze and Lawyer An could only wait patiently.

Not only An Lawyers Association but also Zhou Ze can use blinding methods like black fog. However, this is only safe if there are fewer people. If you encounter a few old criminal policemen with strong evil spirits, they may also be seen through.

After all, Boss Zhou and Lawyer An wanted to rob the prison, and it was best to do it quietly, but they did not want to go head-to-head with this violent state agency.

Waiting, waiting, waiting for the call from Lao Dao.

I heard that Zhang Yanfeng had returned to the study room safely,

Zhou Ze and An couldn't look at each other.

Everyone could see that the other party let out a long sigh of relief.

When he returned to the study room, it was already three or four o'clock in the morning. Zhang Yanfeng was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, but he obviously couldn't sleep.

Zhou Ze walked in, asked Yingying to pour him a cup of coffee, and then sat down in front of Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang opened his eyes, looked at Zhou Ze, and then laughed.

"I'm an undercover agent, but actually I'm still a police officer."

"Are you still a policeman?"

"Yes, but not in Tongcheng, but in Yancheng next door. He has been undercover for three years."

"Congratulations." Zhou Ze then looked at Lawyer An beside him, "So, the body you collected was that of an undercover policeman. They were not fighting internally, but the undercover was discovered and killed."

Lawyer An shrugged, "How do I know this, but it's interesting to think about it. When a policeman dies, his body can be resurrected in another policeman. It's a kind of fate."

Saying,

Lawyer An patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder.

"We are both policemen in our two lives, so you can continue to be your policeman."

"I will try to apply to be transferred to Tongcheng, but it will take some time." Lao Zhang said, "And I will have a long vacation, so I can stay in the bookstore during this time."

"Well, let's adapt to life first. Let Lao An teach you meditation tonight. We who are possessed by the souls of the dead cannot sleep, and it is difficult to accept food in the ordinary sense. If you don't want to take glucose infusions every day, You can ask Lao Xu to make some sour plum juice for you tomorrow. Take a big sip of sour plum juice before eating, and then you can suppress your nausea and eat."

Lao Zhang nodded, so that's it.

"Okay, today's business is over, you can close the door and rest."

Boss Zhou yawned and was about to take a bath and go to bed.

Who would have thought that a guest would come outside at this time, and he was an acquaintance, Zhang Feng.

When Lao Zhang saw his son coming over, he thought of the old man last night and stood up in fright.

"My son...my son..."

Zhou Ze glanced at him and consoled him: "He's not dead, he's alive."

Lao Zhang breathed a long sigh of relief and felt relieved.

He was really worried that something bad happened to his son and rushed over to be reincarnated.

"Boss Zhou, are you there?" Zhang Feng opened the door and walked in and asked.

Did he really come to your door?

Zhou Ze remembered that Zhang Feng said that his father told him on the phone that there was a notebook in the safe at home.

"Old Taoist, greet the guests."

Zhou Ze was too lazy to talk to this guy and went upstairs before the other person recognized that he was the doctor.

The old Taoist came over immediately, served tea, and explained the minimum consumption on his side. Regarding this, Zhang Feng was not stingy, but gave the money first.

"The boss is not here. If you have anything, you can tell him."

The old man pointed at Zhang Yanfeng, who was sitting next to him.

Zhang Yanfeng also stood up at this time and sat in front of his son.

The two of them just sat awkwardly.

Xiao Zhang didn’t speak.

Lao Zhang didn't speak either.

Xiao Zhang was worried about the description of this bookstore recorded in the notebook left by his father.

When I first read that notebook, I thought it was my father who had just watched some supernatural movie or novel and got interested and wrote the story himself.

But then I thought about it, considering my father's artistic talent, he probably really couldn't be bothered to do such a thing.

So with great trepidation, he approached the door.

Lao Zhang is not sure how he should face his son. Should he tell him the truth or hide it?

Zhou Ze left before he could ask Zhou Ze about this.

The two of them just stared at each other,

Looking at it,

Lao Zhang's eyes were moist, and he stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, but there were more and more tears wiping away.

Xiao Zhang saw Lao Zhang crying, and he didn't know why, so he started crying too.

The two of them sat opposite each other,

Say nothing,

Wipe tears hard.

Old Zhang looked at Xiao Zhang doubtfully,

why are you crying?

Xiao Zhang also looked at Lao Zhang doubtfully,

Why are you crying again?

The little Loli crossed her legs and asked the old man next to her in a low voice: "Have you revealed your identity?"

The old man shook his head.

"Then why are you crying?"

"Performance art, before Pindao

Saw it. "

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