Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 226 Hello, Mr. Lu (2)

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  The little girl fell to the ground unexpectedly, and was about to knock her head against the sharp scissors.

  The man who wanted to block the exit subconsciously supported him,

  As a result, the loophole appeared all at once.

  The short figure, running and jumping up the stairs,

   In less than a blink of an eye, I went down to the third floor.

   "Not good—let him go!"

   "Hurry up and catch up!"

   After the five people reacted, they rushed down immediately.

  However, there are too many people in the residential building,

  It’s time to get off work and school in the evening, and the stairs are full of old people, children, and migrant workers coming back from work.

  The short man running in front, with the advantage of his stature and dexterous movements,

   Within half a minute, they went down to the first floor.

   After running out of the narrow stairs, he rushed out almost instantly.

   But the five people in the back, because they took care of the elderly and children with inconvenient legs and feet, their speed slowed down at once.

   When he ran out of the building, he looked extraordinarily embarrassed.

   "Boss—"

   They panted, leaned on the wall, and looked at the police car outside the building.

   "Look, I said the boss will definitely catch him."

   "Cut, it's clear that you are not good enough, and you still let the boss do it."

   "Come on, it's just you who are poor-mouthed, didn't you let that **** run away because you showed your truth just now!"

   "Stop arguing, stop arguing! If you have that spare time, it's better to catch the prisoner."

  The front of the police car, the short man who was running very fast just now, has been handcuffed with both hands.

   His head was firmly pressed against the front of the car, and he was so suppressed that he could not resist.

  He bared his teeth and wanted to struggle,

  But the man behind him directly pressed his elbow against his back, and said in a low and cold voice, "Don't move, policeman."

  The slender hand showed the criminal police certificate in front of the man,

   "Wang Guanyan, forty-eight years old, after investigation, we found that you are closely related to a murder case, please come with us."

  The man in straight police uniform withdrew his criminal police certificate, then looked coldly at the person who was still bickering over there,

   "Still coming?"

   "Yes, boss!"

   A group of people pressed the prisoner and got into the car.

  Go back to the police station and put the prisoner in the interrogation room,

  Gangzi finally fell down in his seat in a relaxed manner, raised his head and sighed, "I've finally caught the man, I can get off work and rest today."

   "Yeah, I can finally close the case. This case is driving me crazy."

  Zhu Lun took out the handcuffs from his pocket and threw them in the drawer.

   "I'm off work, should I go and have a drink?"

   "Let's go! Come tonight and don't get drunk!"

   "Where's the boss? Call him together?"

  Zhu Lun glanced at the closed door of the office, lowered his voice, "It's better not to call him."

   "I heard that Auntie wants to take the eldest brother on a blind date again."

  Gangzi was packing up his things. Hearing this, he laughed unkindly.

   "The boss is really miserable. He is busy catching criminals during the day and has to deal with the old mother at night."

   "Then don't call him, the province's aunt came to talk about us again."

   "Let's go, let's go!"

  The closed office.

  The quiet sunset slanted into the room through the blinds,

  The afterglow falling on the ground, reflecting the shadow of the window leaves, seems to have brought the hustle and bustle of that life here.

  The potted plants placed on the side, the tip of the green leaves also touched the soft afterglow,

  It seems to be lingering, reluctant to part, and nostalgic in every possible way.

  On the desk,

  The man pressed his swollen temples slightly, resting his elbows on the table, without speaking.

  (end of this chapter)