Yama's boyfriend find out

Mo Tinghang closed the notebook in his hand, put it in his chest pocket and nodded, "Well, it's almost there. If what you said is true in the follow-up investigation, it will be enough for her to stay in the trap for a year or two."

The speaker was dressed in a police uniform, standing upright, with sharp brows, and the corners of his eyes slightly raised. Although the uniform was not impressive, it always gave people a frivolous feeling.

To put it bluntly, it is unreliable.

Mo Tinghang waved his hand back slightly, and the two little policemen took the spoiled woman away. Bai Ting was a little worried, and asked again: "Will you really go to jail?"

Mo Tinghang raised his mouth and gave a "hmm" before emphasizing: "If you didn't lie to me."

"Of course I didn't!"

"That's it, except for the crime of gambling, forcing you to have sex with other men—cough! That kind of relationship, although it was attempted, was very serious." When Mo Tinghang talked about that place, he saw Bai Ting's expression. Yibai quickly changed his words, the last sentence already had a conciliatory meaning.

Seeing that Bai Ting was a little relieved, he pointed to the door, "Today is too late, you come to the police station tomorrow to take notes, and I will leave first."

Yi Qian has been serving as the backdrop ever since the police arrived. The man Lu Zhaoli called "Team Mo" is the one in front of him. After he arrived, he made a fuss about it—let the auxiliary police subdue that woman up.

Before, no matter how Yi Qian threatened her, she would not stop crying. As soon as Officer Mo came, he whispered a few words in her ear, and she became as quiet as a chicken in an instant.

Yiqian is also happy to leave professional matters to professionals.

Bai Ting nodded after listening to Mo Tinghang's words, it's really too late today.Before Lu Zhaoli left, he put a note on the table, on which was the contact information of a very famous doctor who treats depression.

"Just call him and say that Lu Changming introduced you."

Lu Zhaoli's last words to Bai Ting.

It was already eleven o'clock close to midnight when we left the Fangyuan community, and Yi Qian felt a lot more relaxed. Although most of the cases were resolved by Lu Zhaoli, a life was saved after all. If he hadn't been rescued on the rooftop She would not have such an ending.

Pushing the bicycle, he was in a good mood, and slowly followed the two of them, listening to their conversation.

"Don't call me old Mo Team Mo Team, tell me I'm not anymore, I accidentally hit a criminal suspect before, and now I'm transferred to the police station, don't comfort me, I'm in a good mood, I can serve the people more directly, I'm in a good mood, very good." After Mo Tinghang came out, he completely lost his airs, and looked even more unreliable when he was hanging around.

Lu Zhaoli was obviously used to him, he lowered his head and "hummed" without showing him any face, "I must have been crying in bed for three days."

"Fuck! Who's crying!" Mo Tinghang yelled, then languished, and forced him in a low voice: "That hot chicken rapist/rapist is so hateful, he keeps provoking me, telling me how comfortable he is, I Fuck who the hell wants to know how comfortable he is! I couldn't bear it and I beat that hot dick. The director said that I... said that although I did a good job, I didn't follow the rules. I was wronged to death."

Yi Qian was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he had misheard what he said, the words "I'm so wronged" sounded really wronged.But the incongruity was that a grown man said that to a senior high school student, which made Yi Qian a little dumbfounded.

After Mo Tinghang finished speaking, Lu Zhaoli didn't respond, so he reached out to lift his hat, "What are you doing with such a thick cover on a hot day? You still hold a pipa to half cover your face!"

Lu Zhaoli dodged sideways, turned around and walked to Yi Qian's side in a hurry, as if to change the subject, he began to introduce Yi Qian: "This is Yi Qian at the same table as me, let's get acquainted?"

Yi Qian was still thinking about why he was the same as him. It was obviously different everywhere, but Mo Tinghang over there opened his mouth like "Oh" as if he had discovered a new world, and hurried over to hold his hand: "Amazing, amazing, amazing Yes, I am a small group of policemen, my name is Mo Tinghang, and I am Lu Zhaoli's friend."

Yi Qian was a little taken aback by the sudden enthusiasm, so he quickly shook his hand back and bowed: "Hello, police uncle, hello!" Then he didn't know what to say, so he could only laugh.

"Uncle Policeman..." Mo Tinghang's eyes twitched, "I'm only 26 years old this year..."

Ah, it's not that this big brother has an instantly depressed physique!

"Brother policeman! Hehehe..." Yi Qian hurriedly pretended that what happened just now hadn't happened, and shouted again.

Mo Tinghang changed his face quickly, "No, no, no, you and Lu Zhaoli are capable people, you can see how powerful that thing is, and it doesn't matter if you call me a master by my name from now on!"

Yi Qian was stunned, and Lu Zhaoli said impatiently, "Can you let go of your hands?"

The two pulled back their hands in embarrassment.

"He knows I can see ghosts?" Yi Qian whispered in Lu Zhaoli's ear.

Mo Tinghang blinked his innocent eyes to see the two whispering in front of him.

"Ang, yes, I know you can see ghosts, so can you speak louder in your whisper?"

A natural spitting physique.

Yi Qian touched his nose in embarrassment, and then asked him, "Can you see it too?"

He shook his head resolutely, "It would be great if I could see it. If I encounter a case in the future, I'll just ask the victim directly." He rolled his eyes.

This is a good way, Yi Qian's eyes lit up, "Mo... Mo... Brother policeman, I can help you question the victim in the future."

"That's a good relationship!" Mo Tinghang rubbed his hands, and gave Lu Zhaoli a look, "You don't have to look at your face when you're begging someone."

"Someone" raised his head slightly, "You are no longer a criminal police officer, Team Mo."

fatal blow.

Mo Tinghang rolled up his arms and sleeves to teach Lu Zhaoli a lesson, but Yi Qian suddenly lowered his voice and said "wait".

The two looked at him.

"Look at the man in front of you."

There have been no pedestrians on the road for a long time. This road is relatively remote, and occasionally a few cars pass by.There is only one row of street lights, and there is a bench every 600 meters. Yi Qian pointed to the bench closest to the three of them.

Sitting on it was a bony man whose face could not be seen clearly, but gave off an uncomfortable feeling.

Only ghosts can give him this feeling.

Mo Tinghang shook his head and looked around, slowly holding the handlebar of the bicycle with one hand, "What? No? Where is the person? Where is it?"

He couldn't see it, and it seemed to be a ghost.

Just as he was in a vigilant posture, the soul-locking stick in his hand was faintly visible, but Lu Zhaoli patted him on the shoulder, walked forward and said, "Let's go, it's okay."

Yi Qian was taken aback for a moment, and although he was puzzled, he obediently put away the soul-locking stick. After all, he is also the king of Hades, so he will not lose his judgment.

He pushed the bicycle and followed Lu Zhaoli, and Mo Tinghang had grabbed his arm at some point.

What a shame, this is...

When it was three steps away from the figure, it finally moved.

He didn't have the fierce look in his imagination, he stood up slowly, and bowed to Lu Zhaoli and the other three with respect and sincerity.

"Thank you for saving my daughter."

After he said this, Yi Qian remembered that it was very similar to the man lying on the bed he saw just now.

"Bai Ting, if I'm fine, I can go." He straightened up with a gentle smile on his face.

"Relax." Lu Zhaoli said lightly.

The ghost's shadow became dimmer and dimmer, and finally turned into glittering sparks, blowing away with the wind.

Yi Qian's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly grabbed Lu Zhaoli's sleeve, "Is he dead?"

Lu Zhaoli looked back at him, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Who knows."

Sometimes the end is not necessarily another beginning.Things will be reversed when they are extremes, and if they are not extremes, life will probably be like this.

Lu Zhaoli felt that he had learned another lesson.

"So what happened?" Mo, who couldn't see or hear ghosts, was stunned, driving Ting Hang a little crazy.