I seem to have a crush on the little follower

Surrounded by everyone, Tang Le opened the anti-theft door, and he walked in unnaturally.

The room is still the same. After a narrow corridor, you can see the layout of the whole room when you turn a corner. On the right hand side is a toilet that is so small that it can only accommodate two people. There are two beds side by side outside the toilet. There is a table at the head, and a simple coal stove is set up opposite. A silver-white ventilation pipe on the coal stove climbs along the wall to the outside of the door.

My sister looked around the cabin curiously, and touched the table with her slender hands along the head of the bed. Grandpa and grandpa followed her in, looking at the things in the room while sighing in distress.

"Just... just sit down, I'll boil some water and pour some tea." Tang Le didn't dare to look at them, put down his schoolbag, turned around and was about to pick up the pot.

"No need," grandma grabbed his arm: "Your uncle booked a big hotel and said he would treat you to a big meal. If you don't drink tea, you will be full after drinking."

Tang Le is not used to this kind of contact, he smiled awkwardly: "That's fine."

Grandma's eyes fell on his face, Tang Le lowered his head slightly, because of his physique, his face was always fair all the year round, even a little morbidly pale, and his slightly brown hair fell down, making him delicate On his face, even his lips were bloodless due to tension.

Grandma grabbed Tang Le's hand with rough hands, looked closely at his sunken cheeks and said, "Lele, how much do you weigh?"

Tang Le thought for a while: "I used to weigh 40, but I haven't weighed it for a while."

"Hey, how light is this young man?" The grandfather standing next to him was startled. He turned his head and patted Tang Le's shoulder: "You have... 1.7 meters?"

Tang Le smiled awkwardly: "Hurry up."

"Soon?" Grandpa shook his head: "Your aunt was 1.7 meters when she was your age. You can't do it. You need to exercise more to gain muscle or something."

"Dad!" Mother Tang stood by the window sill, bumped him with her elbow, and complained, "If you can't talk, don't talk."

"That's right, don't talk if you can't talk, fart all over your mouth." Grandma glared at him angrily.

After saying that, grandma turned around and took Tang Le's thin shoulders into her arms. Her voice was soft, as if it had miraculous hypnotic and soothing effects.

"Don't listen to your grandpa's nonsense, what kind of skinny beauty are people looking for now? When you go home, grandma will cook for you and raise fat ones. You want muscular ones. I envy him to death. .”

Tang Le smiled lightly at the end, and responded in a low voice: "Well, thank you grandma."

"Thank you, grandma." Grandma stretched out her hand to rub his hair, and sighed: "The past ten years have caused you to suffer."

Seeing that the family meeting was almost arranged, the policewoman said a few words to Mama Tang and was about to say goodbye, but she was dragged out of the door by Mama Tang nervously, and came back after a while, but when she came back But the female police officer was nowhere to be seen.

Grandma got up, looked at her watch, waved her hand and said, "It's getting late, then let's go eat."

Everyone also echoed, but just as Tang Le stood up, there was an extra hand on his shoulder, which gently pressed his shoulder.

"Mom, another day."

Mother Tang said softly, she calmly looked at the other people who were a little confused, and smiled: "Just now the police said that there are some things that have not been investigated, and they still need to cooperate. You can eat it another day."

Everyone froze for a moment when they heard the sound, it was the little aunt who broke the silence first.

"The case is still important. Let's not bother Sister Yan during this time. It is quite tiring to cooperate with the investigation." The little aunt said.

"Alright." The uncle agreed: "Sister, take Lele to the police station first, but don't forget that you still owe us a meal. Dad remembers it clearly in the small ledger."

Grandpa sniffed his nose cooperatively when he heard the sound: "Hmph, the old man doesn't like to do anything all day, he just likes to hold grudges."

This sound immediately eased the tense atmosphere a lot, everyone's tense faces relaxed, and they couldn't stay any longer, so they drove back after saying a few words of comfort.

Tang's mother lay on the railing outside the door, watched the two black cars leave, and then walked back quickly.

She closed the two-story door, raised her hand and locked it with a click, and quickly walked behind Tang Le and closed the curtains. After confirming that the surrounding area was tightly covered, she walked to the confused Tang Le. In front of music.

On a day in June, a thin layer of sweat oozes from Tang's mother's face. Her expression is completely different from before, and her dry lips are tightly pressed together.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and she took out a scarlet thing from her pocket.

"Where did you get this?" Mother Tang stared into his eyes.

Tang Le paused, his eyes lowered, and fell on Tang Yan's hand.What was lying in her hand was the bloody guillotine mold that she took out from the keyhole that day and put it on the window sill later.

Tang Le subconsciously glanced at the window sill, and sure enough, it was empty, with blood stains still remaining.

Tang Le realized that something was wrong, he swallowed: "I saw it in the keyhole of the anti-theft door a few days ago, what's wrong?"

Tang's mother asked: "Have you seen the person who put the things?"

Tang Le was taken aback: "No, it was already there when I came back."

Tang's mother frowned when she heard the sound, and she sighed: "The sister from the police station will come to pick you up in a while, and then take you away. At that time, there should be other policemen to pick you up. In the last few days at the end of the semester... Please ask for leave first."

"What happened?" Tang Le asked hastily.

Tang's mother looked at him: "I'm afraid something will happen to you."

"An accident? Is it related to this thing?" Tang Le pointed to the guillotine with his eyes.

Tang's mother nodded: "Da Le, when I first went to the police station, I ran into a person who was a family member of a victim in another case committed by the same group many years ago."

Tang Yan turned around, sat on the edge of the bed, and turned her head: "This is exactly the same way they were threatened back then."

"Threat?!" Tang Le was startled.

Tang Yan looked at the guillotine on the table: "Last week, someone from them came to me and forced me not to sue again, otherwise I would retaliate, and if they saw this thing, it meant that their patience was almost exhausted."

"……What's the meaning?"

"The family member said that when he was waiting for the second knife, his daughter disappeared, and the bones were only found by the moat of another city half a year later."

Tang Le's face turned pale: "They killed his daughter again?"

"Yes, his wife was abducted and his daughter was killed, that's why he went bankrupt and sued until now, but it is said that it is because of him that he has helped to find a lot of clues over the years, leading to the gang's lair. Although they have almost been caught now, it is best to be on guard, after all, they are a group of desperate things."

"The other people all fled away after receiving the threats. They wished they could never have anything to do with these people again. That's why this case dragged on."

Tang Yan said, looking up at him: "Da Le, don't you blame mom?"

"No, if I don't choose to run, running is a coward's job." Tang Le's eyes showed a trace of determination.

Tang Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, let's pack up and wait for the call."

"Well," Tang Le pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his head: "Mom, does that mean they are almost finished now?"

Tang's mother paused for a moment, and her face softened: "That's true, but... the most critical point is stuck in our family. If you delay a little longer, the chance will be greater."

Tang Le nodded: "Okay, wait for me."

With that said, he quickly ran out the door.

The author has something to say: the high school part should be finished within ten chapters, the university part should be a small part of the main text, and the other small part is in the extras (or no extras), and the end is just around the corner! ~

ps: After so many codes, let’s post so many first... Looking back at the number of updates in June, I really want to beat myself, and I will still be a better man every day when the end of the period is over!