The world is full of malice

"...What the hell is that kid doing?" Han Liqiu listened to Zhen Tianran's words in a daze, before saying hello, and happily hung up the phone.

At this moment, a piece of information was sent to his computer, which was Zhen Tianran's shopping list that Dongfang Jin had forwarded because of his worries.

Han Liqiu didn't care, until he clicked on the picture...

"Fuck..."

This is a very serious question, really very serious.

"What the hell is this guy doing? No matter how you look at these numbers, it's not right!" Although Dongfang Jin had received it many times, he really didn't read it in detail until Han Liqiu dragged him to the office.

The gas tank was the first thing he noticed.

That amount of gas, if it is for business, seems to be insufficient, but for personal use, it is too much!

"Are you planning to commit suicide?" Han Liqiu thought for a while, and felt that it was unlikely. Seeing how Zhen Tianran bought these things, he probably wanted to live another 500 years.

At this moment, someone knocked on the office door.

"Come in." Dongfang Jin coughed all over, and he also signaled Han Liqiu to turn off the picture first—it was his own internal matter anyway.

It was the girl at the front desk who came in. The girl at the front desk seemed to have a strange expression, and then two people followed in: "Hello, we are the police."

"Police? Why are you also interested in coming to our magic show recently?" Dongfang Jin has not seen the police for a long time, and after thinking about it for a while, nothing happened to the venue recently—to be exact, nothing happened to him himself. things, so he was very relieved.

Hearing what Dongfang Jin said, a little policeman immediately became excited, "That's right! I heard that Emgrand's demon... ah!"

In the middle of speaking, he was severely beaten, and he immediately changed his words, "...No, we have other business."

"Mr. Dongfang Jin, there are some things we want to talk to you about." The other one looked more serious, and after showing his ID: "Please come with us to the police station."

"What's the matter?" Dongfang Jin felt strange. He has been investigating that little psychopath recently. If there is anything, it should only be about Dongfang Ye.

But that guy is paralyzed now, what else can he do?Is it possible to stand up and cry out his sad experience?

After arriving at the police station, Dongfang Jin realized how naive he was...

It was already the second day since he came out of the police station. Ever since Dongfang Jin came out to work alone, he had never encountered such a fucking thing.

He wanted to make a phone call, but there were two plainclothes behind him at any time, and they would hold the newspaper from last month and wander around him from time to time.

"I've already said, this matter has nothing to do with me!" Dongfang Jin couldn't take it anymore!

On his way home, he kept running into someone who ate stinky tofu, read last month's headlines, went to an underwear store to choose a coat, and sold potato flour at a fat sausage noodle store.

He is a law-abiding citizen!Why make him look like a fugitive now?

But speaking of it, all of this is Zhen Tianran's fault.

I thought that guy was just messing around with potatoes, but I didn't expect that he bought a lot of things on the black market, including guns.

The police have been closely controlling the black market. If it is just some unsharp knives, they will turn a blind eye. After all, the black forces need to be eradicated slowly, and those who dare to take the Qinglong Yanyue knife to the streets are mostly the police. If you can't handle it, you have to call a psychiatrist.

However, just a few days ago, they received news that they had traded guns in the black market, followed the clues to monitor and investigate, and found that the transaction was made by a guy who claimed to be Dongfang Jin's subordinate.

So, it became like this.

"Yes, guns!" Dongfang Jin finally got home, and saw a few guys in cleaners' costumes at his door, wiping the electric pole opposite their house with a rag.

"It's not very convenient for me to move now. The man the police said is a bit like Zhen Tianran, help me to ask what's going on with that guy!" Take it down.

In fact, Zhen Tianran originally planned to buy a large number of generators that day, but he accidentally discovered that there was a deal of guns in it—although they were all homemade, rustic guns used by hunters for hunting.

Originally, he thought he would not dare to buy it before he saw it, but when he saw it, he thought of Sister Ling and his own tragic death, so Zhen Tianran jumped towards her like a dog and hugged her as if he saw his own mother. Don't let go of the thigh of the gun seller!

"Little brother, think about it. These things are really not the best. If Mr. Dong needs them, I can prepare better ones for you!" Besides, there is a buyer for this batch of goods!

But the boss was frightened by Zhen Tianran's posture, is Dongfang Jin going to come out again?

Who knows, Zhen Tianran kept shaking his head: "No, no, Mr. Dong just wants to be a hunter, to hunt wild ducks, pheasants and so on! You also know that he has been out of order recently, and suddenly said that he wants to return to nature or something , so let me come over and buy these things!"

"Shooting wild ducks?" The boss obviously didn't believe it. How could there be wild ducks in the current environment.

"Yeah! There are also pheasants, wild boars, and so on!" Zhen Tianran said with a positive expression, "You don't know, Mr. Dong likes pheasants recently!"

"Eh..." The pheasant...something made the boss's head run out for a moment, and under such indiscriminate bombardment, he nodded and agreed to provide ten earthen guns and some bullets.

After Zhen Tianran got the gun, he instantly felt that he was really developed. After taking it back secretly, he realized that he was a little short of bullets. He was going to contact the person who sold the gun before, but he found that he couldn't contact him suddenly.

But he didn't care, he checked his salary and was called, and felt that it was good to have it now after all, so he happily went to pick up the clothes.

This is his custom-made special clothes. Because of the customization, the quantity is still small. He started looking for it a long time ago, and finally found a company in a coastal city willing to take the order, and it has just been finished.

After Zhen Tianran calculated the money on his body again, he thought it was feasible, so he took a flight extravagantly, but unfortunately, he forgot to bring the charger, so when he got off the plane, his mobile phone ran out of power—so , His current state is very successful, lost contact.

"What do you mean? Missing?" Dongfang Jin felt that he was about to become a Hedong lion.

"Yes, I'm missing." Han Liqiu nodded helplessly, Zhen Tianran's cell phone couldn't get through, and when he went to his house, he found no one there. After asking, he found out that the security guard said that Zhen Tianran hadn't gone back for a few days.

"It doesn't matter if you're missing, find someone to pick the lock!" Dongfang Jin was furious, that guy disappeared after leaving such a mess.

But if you can run away from the monk, you can't run away from the temple: "By the way, the house you found over there is also guarded, and I will capture it when the person arrives!"

Dongfang Jin was followed by the police day and night for several days. Fortunately, the other party did not have sufficient evidence to control him. All this continued until the gun seller was caught...

Dongfang Jin couldn't know what kind of strange excuse Zhen Tianran made, which caused the police to look at him strangely when he came again, and asked him if he had the intention to return to his hometown recently...

But at any rate, this matter has come to an end, that guy Zhen Tianran is really disgusting!

"Ah Choo!" Zhen Tianran was happily circling around in the coastal city with her winter clothes in her arms, and suddenly sneezed earth-shatteringly. As a result, she just ate the steamed buns, but was unfortunately sprayed out.

Fortunately, there were no passers-by here, so Zhen Tianran touched his nose and pretended that this incident didn't happen.

There were only ten pieces of clothes, and because each piece was expensive, Zhen Tianran was reluctant to deliver the clothes, and planned to use his own body to protect the clothes back.

Of course, in fact, it is to put the clothes into the space, and then take the train back by yourself.

But in this way, Zhen Tianran seemed very weird. Others came home with big bags and small bags, but he didn't even have a briefcase and sat on a hard seat.

He thought about it, and felt that he should pretend to be a literary youth facing the mobile phone and full of rejection to the world, so that he could reduce the caring eyes of the noodle-headed aunt opposite him.

However, his mobile phone turned off automatically.

"That... little friend, I've been observing you for a long time." The aunt finally couldn't hold back the prehistoric power in her body, she stretched out a fat and short hand, and held Zhen Tianran's hand: "You, are you leaving?" The family ran away?"

"I..." Zhen Tianran blinked.

Who knows that the aunt burst into tears: "Your children are like this now. They don't know the hard work of their parents. Children like you know how to run away from home all day long. Look at you, you are so skinny. You have become a chicken, how can you be worthy of your parents!"

Hearing what the aunt said, the people around immediately gathered around and pointed at Zhen Tianran.

Zhen Tianran felt a bit offended, and he whispered, "Well, my parents have actually passed away."

When the aunt heard this, she immediately stopped crying, and the next second, a more earth-shattering cry broke out: "Oh, aunt, I'm sorry for you, son, aunt didn't know you were such a hard-working child, you must have come to work alone Yes, it looks like you don't even have a thick coat, and the aunt will give you ten yuan, so you can buy something to eat!"

"Come here, I have fifty!" "I'll give you one hundred!" "I have two hundred and five!"

Although I don't know why the people on the train actually started donating, Zhen Tianran looked at the colorful tickets in his hand, and suddenly felt that the saying that there is true love in the world really makes sense!