C137 molt

After hearing what Mr. Zhao had said, I felt much better, because I felt that it wasn't that difficult to find that Master Xue. Maybe after I save foster-grandpa, I can quickly find him and throw away this weird shadow behind me.

After that, I was completely free.

I asked the Mr. Zhao: "Right, where is our molt? Did you ask about the paper horse? "

After asking this question, I looked at Mr. Zhao very worriedly. I was afraid that he would say: I forgot to ask.

Fortunately, he said to me, "Yes, the police took it. Two men made their way through the cemetery at dawn. At that time, the elderly were busy dealing with us, so they couldn't be bothered with us. Otherwise, how could we let them fight back and forth so easily? "

I said in wonder, "These cops have been keeping watch all night and not daring to come in. "Why did you suddenly become so bold when the sun was about to rise?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Don't even mention it, they have chosen two reserve members. If they dare to enter, they will be corrected. As the saying goes, for those who receive high rewards, there will definitely be brave men …"

It was already dawn when we left the cemetery. When the sun came out and shone on us, I felt a little hot. The Mr. Zhao said that this is because we have one less layer of molt. Although we still have the flesh of a living person, compared to a living person, we still have one less layer of protection.

Actually, this little bit of heat is nothing. It's already the middle of winter, but the hotspots are actually quite warm. I'm just worried that our molt might cause more trouble.

I saw that Mr. Zhao was walking slowly and absentmindedly, so I couldn't help but remind him: "Can we go faster? If something were to happen to molt, it would be too late to cry. "

Mr. Zhao said, "What are you afraid of? Even if they lost the molt, they would at most be the same as Xia Xin. Eldest Nephew, you probably do not know about the benefits of being alive, right? "When you are a living dead, you don't feel cold in winter, you don't feel hot in summer, you don't feel hungry when you don't eat, and you don't get old and sick when you don't get sick …"

I said, "Yeah, but you can't eat meat or hot food. Look at what Xia Xinyan is craving. "

I suddenly remembered that last night Xia Xin went to look for some meat to eat. It seemed like she hadn't come back yet, so I took out my phone and called her.

When the call connected, Xia Xin's voice was very tired, "Hello?"

I said, "Where are you? Why do I feel like something is wrong with your voice? "

"I'm in the hospital," Xia Xin replied.

I asked in astonishment, "Are you sick?"

Mr. Zhao at the side muttered, "That shouldn't be the case, how can a living corpse be sick?"

Xia Xin sighed and said, "She's not sick. She ate too much last night, causing her body to collapse. I have to stay in the hospital and help her tidy up."

I hung up the phone and looked at the sloppy Mr. Zhao beside me. I thought: Is there still anyone reliable?

Since our molt was taken by the police, then they should be left in the police station. Thus, we hurried towards the Cypress City's Public Security Bureau.

We do not think that the police would care too much about the two molt s. After all, they are just paper men. So, we pretended to be the masses, and quietly slipped in, and then we just need to steal the molt.

When I was about to reach the Public Security Bureau, I suddenly remembered something and stopped.

Mr. Zhao looked at me, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

I said, "Did you forget? We are all wanted criminals now, wouldn't we just be walking into a trap if we enter the police station like this? "

Mr. Zhao slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot about that. "We were wrong. We didn't do anything wrong. This is a bit too much."

I asked the Mr. Zhao, "What do we do now?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Let's just cover ourselves."

I thought to myself: Going to the police station with your face covered, isn't that just courting death?

But after a few seconds, I started to admire Mr. Zhao a little. He took out a rag from somewhere and covered his head with it. Then, he rubbed some dirt on his face and disguised himself as an old farmer who had just entered the city.

Mr. Zhao patted my shoulder and said in a very thick Cypress City accent, "Little comrade, let's ask, how do you plan to get to the Public Security Bureau?"

I chuckled, "Second Uncle, who did you learn that accent of yours?"

Mr. Zhao said proudly: "Is there even a need to learn? Won't you know after hearing what others have to say? "

Then he played for me, too, and now there are two old peasants.

Mr. Zhao acted very similar. Ashe walked, she slightly bent his back as if he was doing farm work all year round, as if he was bent over due to the heavy burden of life.

According to Mr. Zhao's theory, you better give the police a fake characteristic, then he will forget about your original characteristic, and it won't be easy to see through.

I thought about it. When I walked, I started to limp...

So we a hunchback, a cripple wobbled into the police station.

The Mr. Zhao still used the same old and terrible dialect to speak: "Comrade, let's ask, about this …"

Before he finished speaking, the policeman suddenly shouted loudly, went past the Mr. Zhao and grabbed my collar.

For a moment I was scared, confused, and helpless: how could he recognize me when I was dressed like this?

I stammered, "What for?"

There's no need to pretend to be my Cypress City. Our Hu Village's dialect is rather close to her.

The policeman sneered: "What? Don't you know what you were doing at the police station last night? "

My heart went cold. Although I was caught, I can't help but admire this police officer's sharp eyes.

The policeman looked at Mr. Zhao and asked, "Are you with him?"

Mr. Zhao shook his head with all his might as he waved the hands, causing a lot of dirt to fall off his body, causing the police to take a few steps back.

The Mr. Zhao said, "I'm here to ask if you would like to sell eggs in the city. My old hen recently ate well and laid a few stupid eggs. "This egg is double yellow and nutritious. Eating it can give birth to twins …"

"Get out." the policeman shouted.

So the Mr. Zhao rolled, and I was dragged by the police to the interrogation room.

I grimaced. "What should I do?"

The policeman led me past the door of the interrogation room, but we didn't go in. He took me to an office where a leader in a shirt was lying on the sofa, watching TV.

The policeman shouted, "Report!"

The Leader acknowledged and said, "Enter."

As soon as I entered, I saw three paper men stacked at the corner of the wall. They were mine, Mr. Zhao's and Teacher Zhou's.

I thought, "So molt is in his office."

The policeman saluted and said to the Leader, "We've caught the criminal who knocked us brothers out last time."

I wondered, "When did I knock them out?"

The leader stood up and sized me up before saying, "How did you know that he was that criminal?"

The policeman said, "Because this kid is a cripple."

He kicked me. "Two steps, two steps."

I had to limp back two steps.

The leader walked over with big strides and kicked the police over with one kick: "Nonsense, are the cripples all bandits? Didn't that cripple find out which document he looked at? "He must be related to that incident. Look at this little brother, he's an honest farmer. Aren't you bullying him?"

The policeman bowed and apologized.

The Leader sighed, "It's good to be successful and to be able to solve a case. However, he had to pay attention to the way and methods. He couldn't be too hasty. It would be a meritorious deed for us to create a case of falsehood, but that would ruin their entire lives. "Using a lifetime to exchange for a third-rate merit, it's not worth it."

The policeman lowered his head and acknowledged the order.

The leader waved his hand and said, "Go out."

The police took me out.

I couldn't help but say, "This leader is not bad."

The policeman said, "Of course, this is Director Li. Deputy Chief of the Cypress City's Public Security Bureau. "Love your people like children."

When we were about to reach the police station, someone grabbed my sleeve and shouted, "It's him! It's him!"

I shivered with fear and thought, "What's the matter now?"

When I turned my head, I saw a stranger I didn't recognize, holding something in his hand and swinging it in front of the police: "That's him, that's him."

The policeman pushed him. "What are you shouting about? Do you know him better than I do? "

That person said in a sobbing tone, "It's him. I have his ID card."

I took a closer look and felt my heart thump. This ID card really is mine.

I suddenly realized that this was the owner of the van. Mr. Zhao had given my ID card to him.

After the police sent me out the door, they impatiently turned around and said, "Where's my ID? Let me see. "

I slipped away. As long as the police checked his ID, they would immediately find out that this car thief was a wanted criminal who had just escaped.

I would rather believe in a big case like this than not. The police would definitely drag me down and interrogate me. I had better run.

When I reached the main street, I immediately saw the Mr. Zhao.

He was sitting on the side of the road with a basket in front of him. Inside the basket were seven to eight eggs. "Nutrient is delicious, green is not added …"

I kicked his basket over. "What are you doing? Are you addicted to acting? "

Mr. Zhao said, "Stop messing around. In a short while, I earned two hundred yuan."

I pulled him into the alley. "Two hundred what?"

Mr. Zhao said, "I will first go to the supermarket to buy eggs, then increase the price by five times, selling it on the roadside. There are a lot of people buying with me."

I looked at him in surprise. "Are these people sick?"

Mr. Zhao pointed to his own clothes, "The key is that all of me here, everyone believes that I am an old farmer, my own family's stupid egg, green is free of pollution."

I said, "Shall we stop playing? I know where the molt is, inside Chief Li's office. the Deputy Chief of the Cypress City's Public Security Bureau. "

The Mr. Zhao said: "That's simple, this kind of official definitely won't work overtime at night. After it gets dark, we can just climb over the wall and steal the molt."

I nodded. Then, the Mr. Zhao hurriedly prepared to leave.

I grabbed him. "Where are you going?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Anyway, I have nothing to do during the day, since I have nothing to do, I might as well go eat some more eggs."