The uncle was angry when he said he was angry!

Lin Jiangxia hurriedly followed up, squinting his head and staring at his beard Jin's side face.

Although I have shaved my beard, the beard residue is still obvious.

A child with strong hair.

"Uncle, are you really angry?" She pursed her lips and closed her smile.

Beard Jin ignored people and just strode forward.

He has a big step. Lin Jiangxia has to run fast in small steps to keep up with him.

"Well, I know. I swear to God, from now on, I will never mention the word 'acting' in front of uncle!" As she trotted, the tip of her nose couldn't stop sending out tiny beads of sweat, and put up three fingers together: "otherwise, five thunders in the sky!"

"I'm a policeman, not a fool." Beard Jin finally opened his mouth: "I don't believe in feudal superstition."

"Then how can you not be angry?" You don't have to coax brother Zhan to coax the uncle. It's much easier.

She was already panting as she jogged.

Uncle Hu hasn't answered yet.

But it seems to be pushed by people themselves.

Her strength is so great that she can't stand. If she pours forward, she will fall.

Fortunately, beard Jin was quick-sighted and took hold of her slender waist and protected her in his arms, so as not to let her fall.

"What are you doing!" Beard Jin shouted angrily.

"Sorry, sorry, I drank wine, drank wine..."

Lin Jiangxia struggled to get out of his beard Jin's arms. His cheeks were slightly red. When he raised his eyes and hit her, he couldn't help being stunned.

The guy looked yellow and skinny, his eyes were free, and his feet seemed to be a little soft. Even when he stood there to apologize to Hu Zijin, he also looked shaky.

It seems that after drinking, it's no wonder that she will be hit.

But she always seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"Walk carefully." Beard Jin cold face, not angry from Wei.

"Yes, yes!" The bent man nodded and bowed, turned and stumbled to the rear of the main hall.

During this period, I also bumped into many pilgrims.

Only those who came to Fulu temple to burn incense and worship Buddha were generally peaceful and didn't say much.

"Uncle..." Lin Jiangxia frowned and said after thinking a little, "he looks like Lin Leyu."

Beard Jin nodded and went to hold Lin Jiangxia's hand and walked quickly to the main hall.

His hand was tightly clenched by him. The temperature of his palm was so good that she couldn't stop exuding some tiny beads of sweat.

The main hall is just open time, full of pilgrims, kneeling on the futon.

Beard Jin is close to the body and quickly walks through the main hall.

Even Lin Jiangxia didn't know that there was a small door on the side of the main hall of the main hall.

The small door is covered with a cloth curtain. Open it and push it open. You can cross the whole main hall and go to the back of the hall.

There are far fewer people here.

When Lin Jiangxia spoke, he subconsciously lowered his voice: "uncle, how do you know you can wear it from here?"

"It is not difficult for the police station to obtain the architectural plan of Fulu temple." Beard Jin narrowed his eyes, looked straight ahead and said, "that man is there!"

Her vision followed the beard Jin's vision, and sure enough, she saw the rickety man who bumped into her before.

He walked down the wall with his head down.

Lin Jiangxia couldn't help being nervous.

Beard Jin calmly took Lin Jiangxia's hand and followed the man far behind.

It is already entering the dormitory area of Fulu temple, passing through rows of dormitories to the last row, and in front of the dormitories near the back mountain.

Beard Jin pulled Lin Jiangxia to hide behind the wall.

Lin Jiangxia looked like a beard Jin and poked her head out from behind the wall. When she saw that scene, she couldn't help opening her eyes.

A rickety man stood outside the bedroom door with an open door. With one hand, he handed in a few crumpled RMB, while with the other hand, he took out several cigarettes from the door, but they seemed to be white powder makeup wrapped in plastic bags.

Lin Leyu, maybe that's the kind of addiction you get from here in this way!

"Uncle!" She was so nervous that she couldn't help clutching the cuff of her beard.

"Wait for me here. Don't go away." Beard Jin said heavily.

"No, I want to be with uncle." Staying here alone, Yazi always felt more dangerous. Lin Jiangxia tightened his eyebrows, shook his head slowly and said, "we are a combination. If we want to attack, we should attack together!"

You can't be timid in front of uncle. Admit directly that a person will be afraid!

Beard Jin gazed at her beautiful face, outlined the corners of her mouth and nodded slowly.

After he rushed out of the wall, Lin Jiangxia hurried behind him.

Uncle Hu acted vigorously, rushed behind the rickety man and kicked him hard on the back.

"Ouch, Hello!" The man screamed and fell straight into the bedroom.

Beard Jin pulled Lin Jiangxia and flashed into the bedroom.

There was a miasma in the bedroom. There was a desk full of things packed like cigarettes.

At the table sat a monk in a monk's robe.

Seeing someone break in, the monk immediately picked up a fruit knife on his right hand and rushed towards his beard Jin.

"Ah!" Lin Jiangxia subconsciously screamed, "uncle, be careful!"

It's just that her worries seem superfluous.

Beard Jin's skill was professional. She didn't see how the process was. She only heard a scream from the monk, and the bridge of his nose came into close contact with the hard marble floor, with a long stream of nosebleed.

"Xia Xia, close the door." The uncle pressed his knee on the closed forehead, raised his eyes and said to Lin Jiangxia with sharp eyes.

"Oh, good." Lin Jiangxia returned to his senses and hurriedly turned to close the bedroom door firmly.

The man who bumped into her before shrank in the corner and trembled.

"Is there any monitoring here?" Beard Jin asked coldly.

"No, no!" The monk has a hard temperament: "who are you? Do you know where this is? Dare to go wild in such a place, I see you... Ouch, ouch, be light, be light, your arm is broken, broken! "

It turns out that men recognize counseling so fast.

"Xia Xia, you ask." The beard Jin corners of the mouth outline, the smile is meaningful.

Oh, uncle, this is a declaration of war!

Lin Jiangxia was a little afraid, but since he wanted to investigate the case, he couldn't show too much advice.

She coughed softly, approached the man lying on the ground slowly and squatted down: "you said, where are the other things hidden? I'm sure you're hiding more than that? "

With that, she grabbed a powdery object and put it in front of the man.

It still feels strange.

"I can't say." The monk is very stubborn.

"Xia Xia, what should he do if he doesn't say?" The beard Jin tiny Mi Mou son.

There was a trace of hostility in the bottom of his eyes.