Chapter 361 Performance Art

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

Little Lolita was sitting behind the bar, holding a spoon in her hand and pressing her tongue over and over again, provoking her tongue as if she was thinking about something.

She had told Zhou Ze before that ghosts cannot cultivate, but this does not mean that her abilities cannot be developed and excavated at a deeper level.

In this regard, she has a personal experience.

More than half a year ago in Rongcheng, the one who was chased by their ghosts and chased away in a hurry, but came back with the white cat in less than a month. She still remembers that scene to this day. .

Therefore, little Lori, who had been wrestling with her own tongue, didn't notice that Lao Zhang had returned. Her subconscious mind had noticed it, but she only thought it was an employee from the bookstore who was not a stranger, so she didn't care.

The old man was sitting on the sofa, helping the little monkey mend the clothes with a needle and thread.

The little monkey is naughty and likes to jump up and down, so the clothes are often torn or torn.

Lao Dao knew a big girl before, she worked in a hair salon in Tongcheng Gangzha District, and Lao Dao often visited.

Her son is a little demented, and her husband is lazy and lazy in his hometown, and he is too lazy to plant the land. There is no other way. In order to maintain the family's livelihood and expenses, she can only come out to do this business.

Later, when her husband took her son to the river to take a bath, 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 then paid the bill the next day, packed up her things and went back to her mother's house.

While thinking about that person, he was mending the small piece of clothing in his hand,

perhaps,

This is youth, right?

perhaps,

This is life.

He has lived to be seventy-one years old. Although he has no children, the emotional life of the old man is not boring. Others look down on him. Pass.

On the contrary, he likes the kind of older girls who are working as a working class;

Everyone has a common language, and they are both wanderers in the world, so they 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 the food of ordinary people.

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

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

The leaders of the police stations also expressed their understanding of this. By making false identities and mixing with criminal groups, it was tantamount to experiencing a completely different life on the other side.

Now that the undercover mission was successfully completed, when he escaped again, he was in a trance again.

Just like in the early Qing Dynasty when the hair was kept but not the head, a group of people fought desperately for their bun; in the Republic of China, the military and police took to the streets to force the braid to be cut, and there was still a group of people crying for it.

After staying in a specific environment for a long time, people will also develop inertia.

Of course, the leaders of the police station thought so, 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, good news.

"Old man, where's Zhou Ze?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.

He wanted to ask the boss?

But think about it, the word "boss" is still not uttered, after all, I'm still not used to it, although other people in the study room call Zhou Ze "boss", but Zhang Yanfeng has a thin skin.

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

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

"I saved you."

"help me?"

"Yeah, didn't you get caught, they planned to rob the prison..."

Speaking of which,

The old man raised his head abruptly,

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

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!

Why are you back! ! ! "

"I…………"

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

Little did they know that the old Taoist screamed,

Little Lolita, who was still concentrating on provoking her tongue with a spoon, trembled suddenly, and the spoon went straight in, giving her a deep throat.

Little Loli patted the bar cabinet desperately with one hand and pulled the spoon out with the other.

His whole face was flushed red.

"Boom!"

After all,

The spoon was finally pulled out by himself.

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 facing the anger of the little lolita, the old man could only smile awkwardly, immediately took out his mobile phone, called the boss, the call was connected, and hung up there 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 certain special event started in the evening and ended late at night. The bureau was full of traffic, and the number of police officers doubled.

Zhou Ze and lawyer An could only wait patiently.

The blindfold method like the black mist is not limited to An Lawyer's Association, but also Zhou Ze. However, this is only safe when there are fewer people.

After all, Boss Zhou and Lawyer An wanted to rob the prison in a civilized manner. It would be best if they could be silent, but they didn't want to fight this violent state agency.

Waiting, waiting, waiting for a call from the old man.

Hearing that Zhang Yanfeng has safely returned to the study,

Zhou Ze and An couldn't afford to look at each other,

It could be seen that the other party let out a long sigh of relief.

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

Zhou Ze came in, told 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 I'm actually a police officer."

"Are you still a cop?"

"Yes, but it's not in Tongcheng, but in Yancheng next door. I have been undercover for three years."

"Congratulations." Zhou Ze immediately looked at Lawyer An next to him, "So, the body you received was that of an undercover policeman. It wasn't internal strife, 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, it's also a kind of fate to resurrect his body to another policeman."

talking,

Lawyer An patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder,

"You have been a policeman in two lifetimes, so you can continue to be your policeman."

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

"Well, let's get used to life first. Let Lao An teach you meditation tonight. We soul-possessed people can't sleep, and it's hard to accept food in the ordinary sense. If you don't want to take glucose infusions every day, I can ask Lao Xu to make you some sour plum juice tomorrow, drink a big mouthful of sour plum juice before eating, and then you will be able to suppress your nausea and eat."

Old Zhang nodded, it turned out to be the case.

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

Boss Zhou yawned and was about to take a shower and sleep.

Who would have thought that there would be a guest outside at this time, an acquaintance, Zhang Feng.

Seeing his son approaching, Lao Zhang thought of the old man from last night, and immediately stood up in fright.

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

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

Lao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

He was really worried that something happened to his son and rushed over to reincarnate.

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

Really came to the 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 man, greet the guests."

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

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

"The boss is not here, if you have anything to do, you can talk to him."

The old Taoist pointed to Zhang Yanfeng who was sitting next to him.

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

The two sat awkwardly like this.

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 read the notebook for the first time, why did I feel that my father had just watched some supernatural movie or novel, so he became interested in writing the story himself?

But on second thought, with his father's literary and artistic talents, he might really be too lazy to do such a thing.

So with an extremely apprehensive mood, he approached the door.

Lao Zhang didn't know what kind of posture he should take to face his son, should he tell him the truth or hide it?

Regarding this, Zhou Ze left before he had time to ask Zhou Ze.

The two just stared at each other,

look at, look at,

Lao Zhang's eyes were wet, and he reached out to wipe away the tears, but more and more.

Xiao Zhang saw that Lao Zhang was crying, and for some reason, he also started crying along with him.

The two sat opposite each other,

don't say anything,

Wipe away tears vigorously.

Old Zhang looked at Xiao Zhang suspiciously,

why are you crying?

Xiao Zhang also looked at Lao Zhang suspiciously,

What are you crying for?

Little Loli crossed her legs and whispered to the old Taoist next to her, "Did you reveal your identity?"

The old man shook his head.

"

What are you crying about? "

"Performance art, Pindao has seen it before."

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