Chapter 233 My Deskmate and Popsicle Are Both Lost (12)

Zhao Xinyang: "???"

Zhao Xinyang huddled in the corner, looking blankly at Yu Mu, who was fighting in the crowd with a serious look on his face.

He blinked, and when he stood aside and took a look, Zhao Xinyang suddenly realized that after not seeing each other for a few days, Sister Yu seemed to be getting better and better at fighting!

Holy shit!

This grappling is amazing!

Holy shit!

This action is so cool!

I'm going, it's time to go!

Zhao Xinyang, who silently watched the entire fight, felt his admiration for Yumu in his heart like a torrent of river water!

Really, so handsome!

Just a few swipes and they were all knocked down!

Zhang Qi, who was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, looked at Yumu in disbelief.

It was clear that during the fight yesterday, he and Yu Mu were equally matched. It has only been a day, why is Yumu so powerful?

Yumu beat up the group of people and stretched his muscles. As expected, he felt much better.

She raised her hands and rubbed her shoulders, relaxing.

He was about to lead Zhao Xinyang to leave together, but who knew that as soon as he turned around and stepped out of the alley, several policemen in police uniforms came over.

Yu Mu suddenly stopped and looked at Zhao Xinyang.

…

…

Police station.

The bad boys from Zhang Qi's group were thrown on the chairs aside, sitting in rows obediently, with their noses and faces swollen and their heads lowered, and they did not dare to speak.

There were several middle-aged police uncles sitting in front of them. The police uncles all had serious faces, and they were very serious in criticizing these bad youths.

Even outside the police station, you can hear the heartbroken voices of the police officers.

"Tell me about you, look! What do they look like! Shaved heads, tattoos, fights! You think you are handsome and awesome, right? If you don't read good books, you have to be a gangster. A gangster has What’s the point? If you’re a little gangster now, will you be a big gangster when you grow up? It’s really cool to bring a group of people to fight!”

The police uncles said that the veins on their foreheads were bulging, expressing their heartache and helplessness at the current situation where young people are willing to degenerate.

They clenched their fists, eager to use their own hands to shake these young people who were going astray and onto the right path.

But no matter how sincere the police uncles are, these gangsters are still unrepentant.

When the police uncles are not paying attention, they will secretly complain to their friends around them: "Fuck, which little brat called the police on me! It's so annoying, and I have to call my mother again later when I am released. Come here! Damn it, my mother might beat me to death!”

"Stop talking, it's the same with me! Although my mother won't come, my father will definitely come."

"Haha, I don't even have a bailee, how can you still suffer from me?"

"..."

The gangsters exchanged a few words, their words full of resentment and annoyance.

Zhang Qi's face was also extremely ugly. He sat there without saying a word and his face was very gloomy.

In comparison here, Yu Mu and Zhao Xinyang cooperated quite well in the interrogation room, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Tell me, why are you gathering to fight?" the young policeman sitting in front of him asked with a serious face.

Yumu sat there quietly and didn't speak.

"Uncle policeman, what an injustice! Sister Yu and I were just passing by. We didn't participate in any of the crowd fights you mentioned!" On the contrary, Zhao Xinyang sat there and complained unjustly, "We were originally going to cross It was in that alley, but who knew there was a fight going on inside? So Sister Yu and I didn't say anything, and turned around to run away, but we didn't expect to see you when we turned around. "

Zhao Xinyang had a bitter face, and his expression was even more unfair than Dou E's: "Uncle policeman, you have to believe me! Look at me, then look at Sister Yu, we are all good students who study hard and make progress every day, how is this possible? Will he be a delinquent who gets into a fight?"

The face of the policeman opposite who was called "uncle" did not change at all. He looked around at Zhao Xinyang and Yumu after hearing Zhao Xinyang's words.

Zhao Xinyang and Yumu were both still wearing the school uniforms of No. 3 Middle School. Zhao Xinyang had short black hair, clean and cheerful, while Yumu sat beside him quietly with his long eyelashes lowered, and his long black hair was tied casually into a ponytail.

Compared to the group of gangsters outside who dyed their hair colorfully, had tattoos all over their bodies, and dressed casually, these two people must have looked like good students who studied hard and made progress every day.

Especially Yumu, who was sitting next to him and was quite quiet.

At first glance, you would never think about whether this girl would fight, because there seems to be no connection between the two.

but……

The policeman narrowed his eyes slightly, held a recording pen in his hand, and said seriously: "Oh, really? But the group of people outside just testified that the injuries on their bodies were caused by you two. Especially... The girl next to you, they told me, is your name Yumu? "

Yumu, who was called, raised his long eyelashes indifferently. The girl leaned on the back of the chair in the interrogation room, her light-colored school uniform stained and wrinkled.

Her dark eyes looked at the policeman brother calmly, she said a faint "hmm" and looked away again, her expression cold and indifferent.

Seeing this, the policeman brother continued: "According to the information we investigated, you two are famous giants in the third middle school..."

Zhao Xinyang smiled when he heard this and said modestly: "That's an exaggeration, that's an exaggeration."

Policeman: "..."

The policeman looked at the smile on Zhao Xinyang's face and said faintly: "Didn't you just say that you are a good student who studies hard every day? Why do you admit it now?"

Zhao Xinyang's face froze immediately.

Oh no! I forgot something indirectly again.

Since he had been exposed, Zhao Xinyang didn't continue to pretend to be a good student. Instead, he continued to say with a bitter face: "Uncle policeman, I was wrong, I lied! We...we did participate in this fight, but it was not our will! Look, look at the wound on my sister Yu's forehead, look, how miserable!"

The situation was urgent, Zhao Xinyang didn't care about anything else, and quickly pointed at Yu Mu's injured forehead with his finger, accusing Zhang Qi and others of their crimes: "Look at how they beat my sister Yu! This was hit with such a big wooden stick, so big-"

Zhao Xinyang exaggeratedly gestured with his hands, "It's almost thicker than my thigh!" What he said was even more exaggerated.

“Uncle police, luckily my sister Yu has a strong head, so she wasn’t knocked stupid by their stick! If it was more serious, I think I…my sister Yu would have died…wuwuwuwu, how could my sister Yu be so pitiful? She went to the appointment alone, and ended up being beaten by a group of people. After all, my sister Yu is still a weak girl, wuwuwuwu…”