I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

Xing Wen washed up and went out with the father and son while still dragging his wounds.

There was one thing that always seemed strange to him, and that was why Mu Chenghai flew all the way here.

Judging from the time, the old fox should take the earliest flight, unless he was already in Sanya last night.

Xing Wen was accidentally hacked by a mental patient, and Tang Yao, who was a policeman, didn't even tell him. Mu Chenghai obviously didn't come here to care about his injury.

But it can't be just to accompany his son and son-in-law to wander the streets of Sanya and enjoy the sea breeze. Xing Wen can't understand it any more.

What's even more puzzling is that the two fathers and sons together are like a vulgar idol drama.

"Dad, Seagull!" Mu Chen pointed to the square.

"People are white pigeons." Xing Wen corrected.

The white pigeon here was brought by an old man who played the violin. Mu Chenghai stepped forward and lowered his head to ask: "Old man, do you want to sell your white pigeon?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "This is a pigeon from Belgium. It has been specially trained. It is not cheap to sell."

Hearing this, he knew it was a lie. Xing Wen glanced at the dumbfounded pigeons all over the floor, and estimated that the price was only 21.

Mu Chenghai: "How much? I'll buy it."

The old man happily made a hand gesture: "Seven thousand nine eight eight eight."

Why is this number again?Xing Wen reached out to stop him, but Mu's father had already taken out his card, and the old man cooperated with him and took out the card reader: "I'll take out the change for you, and I'll charge you [-]."

Three minutes later, Xing Wen saw Mu Chenghai come back in a cage with a white pigeon, and his eyes couldn't hide his satisfaction: "Cub, here, it will be called a seagull from now on!"

"Dad!" Mu Chen took the birdcage with tears in his eyes.

The two embraced each other, and Xing Wen was so overwhelmed by the fairy father-son love that he couldn't move.

The white dove stood on the wooden frame with a dull expression, and cooed twice to express its dissatisfaction with being restrained suddenly.

Xing Wen bet that within a few days, this stupid pigeon worth [-] will definitely fly away secretly, and then be caught and stewed into pigeon soup...

Suddenly I feel a little hungry.

The silly pigeon named Seagull successfully received the murderous gaze, flapped its wings in panic, and finally buried its head in the wings and fell asleep.

The three of them wandered around for most of the morning, and had lunch at a well-decorated western restaurant. Xing Wen had never seen Mu Chen in such a good mood.

As soon as Mu Chen left, Xing Wen and Mu Chenghai were left sitting opposite each other, and Seagull was still sleeping soundly on the table.

"Uncle... why did Dad come here today?" Xing Wen smiled.

Talking to someone who is no longer alive in the original world actually feels quite weird.

"I was on a business trip here yesterday, and I heard that you are here, so I stopped by to have a look." Mu Chenghai sipped his coffee silently, "When will your shoulder injury heal?"

"I'm not sure, maybe a week or two if I didn't hurt my muscles and bones." Xing Wen held the coffee with his left hand.

"I'll introduce you to a better doctor with better medicine." Mu Chenghai looked at the knife and fork on the table with a lonely look: "Zizai has never cut a steak for me, and he has never prepared milk for me... "

"Please, quickly forget that stalk." Xing Wen didn't know when Mu Chen told his father, "Actually, as long as you ask, I think he would be happy to make you tea and coffee."

Just looking at Mu Chen's beautiful appearance in a bright spring world, it is estimated that it will not be a problem to wait for his feet.

"Xiao Xing." Mu Chenghai smiled, and his face became a lot more friendly, "When you two got married, I gave you the model of the Titanic..."

What the hell is the Titanic model?Has anyone given this to their son-in-law as a wedding present?Xing Wen felt very magical.

At this moment, Mu Chen came back with a receipt. It was his first attempt to scan the QR code to pay in the store, and it took him a long time.

"Remember to keep it safe and don't leave it anywhere." After Mu Chenghai said this, he turned his gaze to Mu Chen: "Oh cub, look, the sleeping seagull is as cute as you were when you were a child..."

The shooting in Sanya was over, and before Xing Wen could figure out how to edit the pictures, Tang Yao called out with a phone call.

Tang Yao was terrified when he heard that he had been hacked, so he drove over to pick him up.

If Xing Wen hadn't repeatedly explained to him that "it has been proven that the other party is just a purely mental patient", Tang Yao might have sent people to surround his house soon.

The weather was not very good, it was clearly winter, but there was a sign that heavy rain was coming, Tang Yao fell into deep thought while driving the car, and the two of them were speechless all the way.

In the past world, Xing Wen occasionally met Tang Yao who was still in college.Although the two are cousins, they have a very close relationship. They often make appointments to drink and drink together. Tang Yao complained about his pheasant university, and Xing Wen complained about his fox boss. The two scolded each other and drank harmoniously until midnight , Go home and go back to school.

A week before the car accident, Xing Wen had had a drink with Tang Yao, and when he woke up, he found himself lying on the side of the road.

Xing Wen suddenly misses that time a little bit. No matter how people live, they have their own advantages. When they are in that environment, they may not feel it, but it is easy to miss it when they leave suddenly.

Tang Yao chose a relatively quiet coffee shop. When Xing Wen went in, he saw that there were only one or two tables of customers in the shop, and guessed that Tang Yao might not be looking for him to chat.

Today's Tang Yao should be on vacation, wearing a black trench coat and jeans looks young and handsome.

"Is there something important to discuss with me?" Xing Wen asked after the coffee was served.

"Well, my cousin is really smart." Tang Yao couldn't hide his exhaustion after sitting down, "Actually...I want to ask you to do me a favor, use your supernatural ability to turn decay into magic."

"Can you stop saying it like the name of a big move?" Xing Wen was speechless.

"Ahaha, it's cool to say that." Tang Yao laughed awkwardly, and said slowly, "Actually, I'm ashamed to say that, the favor you're asking for is related to the case I've been investigating recently."

The sky outside the window was getting more and more gloomy, which made Tang Yao's face very solemn.

"I can't handle investigations, this is your specialty." Xing Wen raised his hand.

"I know, of course I didn't ask you to check it, but I wanted you to help it..." Tang Yao touched his nose, "For example, go to the next office to secretly read some information, record a head, etc. How much can you remember at a time? people?"

Xing Wen was dumbfounded for several seconds, took a sip of coffee and said, "Three hundred?"

"I'll go!" Tang Yao almost jumped up against the case, "You are simply a genius, how did you learn photography back then? The criminal investigation world needs you, young man!"

"It's no different from raising a hundred dogs with a keen sense of smell. I can only keep records, and I can't make a smart judgment." Xing Wen said.

"Hey, how can a dog know how to read..." Tang Yao stopped here, and looked at Xing Wen with tears in his eyes: "Really brother, you must help me with this, and when the case is over, the year-end bonus can be exchanged A better wig."

Xing Wen's head was full of black lines: "Don't call me brother..."

"Also, the recent cases almost all happened in the Yuegang Paper Mill. I checked it two days ago... Oh, the owner of the paper mill filled in the name of your baby." Tang Yao said seriously.

"Okay, I got it. Please don't mention the name of that prodigal son." Xing Wen almost forgot that his family still owns a dilapidated paper mill. "What case is it? Murder, arson, abduction, robbery?"

"It's drugs." Tang Yao said.

As soon as the words fell, the dark clouds outside the window seemed to finally lose their weight, and the downpour immediately fell.

The author has something to say: Yes, that pigeon worth [-] is me.

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