I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

Chun Leshui stared at Song Hanzhang for a moment, then turned around and walked away with his mobile phone.

"Brother, I have something to do here temporarily, and I may be late when I go back."

"Well, okay, then I'll let Xiaoyu do some errands later."

After hanging up the phone, he walked back, went straight to the co-pilot, opened the door and sat in.

Song Hanzhang was stunned for a while, and didn't come back to his senses until Chun Leshui asked him if he could go, and sat in the driver's seat.

He glanced at Chun Leshui when he was fastening his seat belt.

[Hey, Song Gou must be shocked now that I didn't reject him. 】

Chun Leshui was also wearing a seat belt, but his eyes were always on the front or outside the window, and he didn't lean an inch to Song Hanzhang's side.

But he was right,? Song Hanzhang was indeed prepared to be rejected by Chun Leshui. After all, he had no idea how many times he had been rejected by Chun Leshui during this period of time. ,? So when he readily accepted the invitation, Song Hanzhang almost thought that he had made a mistake.

And how should I put it, although Chun Leshui still doesn't say a word,? But it can clearly make people feel that he has softened a lot, and he is no longer as prickly as he met Song Hanzhang before.

This made Song Hanzhang couldn't help but guess the reason for his change of attitude.

In fact, it's just because Chun Leshui thought about it because of Chu Lin's words. He didn't want to be imprisoned in the identity of "Jian Shou" anymore. Including even if he is just a simple book traveler, he doesn't want to bear the shameful past.

Except that falling in love with Song Hanzhang is out of his control, the subsequent humbleness, bottomless, and bruises are all the final results of his own choice.

After looking at this point, Chun Leshui found that he could look at Song Hanzhang more rationally by jumping out of this shackles.

In the past, he felt worthless for what he had done from the perspective of Jian Shou, and transferred all his hatred of Jian Shou's cowardice and lowliness into disgust for Song Hanzhang, the chief culprit, but now Song Hanzhang is more like a culprit to Chun Leshui is a stranger.

Maybe still don't like it,? But at least it's not as annoying as it used to be.

Every move will not cause Chun Leshui's mood swings.

He probably knew what Song Hanzhang wanted to talk to him, and it happened that Chun Leshui also wanted to communicate with him.

"I ordered a restaurant," Song Hanzhang looked at Chun Leshui, with imperceptible caution in his words, "Shall we chat while eating?"

Chun Leshui didn't refuse either: "Anything is fine."

Song Hanzhang tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, waited until the red light ahead turned green and crossed the intersection, neither of them spoke again.

They seem to be relatively wordless like this most of the time together.

Song Hanzhang kept pointing the steering wheel with his index finger, trying to find something to say to relieve the awkward atmosphere in the car, but he still didn't know what to say.

He couldn't help but think of the past, whether it was before or after marriage, he never seemed to be troubled by such things, because Chun Leshui would always try his best to find various topics.

Before they got married, their relationship was quite friendly, and Song Hanzhang would occasionally chat with him along his words, but he didn't pay attention at the time, but now in retrospect, he realizes that those topics are basically things he likes or is good at.

After getting married, Song Hanzhang would be cold-faced when he spoke to him, and Chun Leshui's expression was gloomy at the beginning, but later he would obediently stop approaching him.

At this moment, he finally realized the embarrassment and embarrassment that made people want to escape.

Just like that all the way to the restaurant door without words, Song Hanzhang stopped at the door: "You go in first, I will park the car."

Chun Leshui got out of the car as promised, and Song Hanzhang looked at his back for two seconds before finding a place to stop the car.

This is a two-story lakeside restaurant. Song Hanzhang reserved a private room. Through the window, he could see the flashing neon lights on the opposite side of the lake, and the Zhenjiang Bridge reflected on the water not far away to form a closed loop.

When Song Hanzhang entered the room, what he saw was Chun Leshui sitting in this river scene.

The neon lights outside the window are flickering, and the ripples of the river water reflecting the night are fine and sparkling.A little bird that didn't know where it came from was riding the night wind and landed on the window lattice. Chun Leshui's white fingertips were holding a piece of emerald green leaves, which made his hands look like beautiful white glaze that had just been fired.

He pinched the leaf to tease the bird, and the bird flapped its wings and flew away immediately, probably hearing the movement, Chun Leshui turned his head, the smile on his lips hadn't completely fallen yet.

This is the first time Song Hanzhang saw such a happy look on Chun Leshui's face.

In the past, he only knew that Chun Leshui was good-looking, but he never really appreciated his face.

At this moment, Song Hanzhang couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and couldn't help distinguishing Chun Leshui in front of him from the pale and feeble face in his dream.

His chest was slightly hot, and he was glad that Chun Leshui didn't really die in his arms.

The corners of Chun Leshui's lips were slowly flattened, and Song Hanzhang sat down opposite him: "Have you ordered?"

【certainly. 】

"I ordered my own." Chun Le said calmly.

Song Hanzhang paused, opened the menu in front of him calmly, and a trace of self-mockery flashed in his eyes when he lowered his eyes.

The moment he heard Chun Leshui's inner voice, he almost asked the waiter to take the menu.

Song Hanzhang closed his eyes, quickly ordered his share and asked the waiter to place the order.

When there were only the two of them left in the room, a suffocating awkward silence swept over again.

Of course, the person who always wanted to ease the atmosphere but kept hesitating to speak out was Song Hanzhang.

Chun Leshui looked at the phone leisurely.

"Chun Leshui." Song Hanzhang did not know how long it took to break the false calm. He took out the gift contract he had prepared and pushed it in front of Chun Leshui, "I know that nothing I can do can make up for the past. It hurts you, but that's all I can do now."

Chun Leshui put away the phone and opened the contract, then looked up at Song Hanzhang.

Song Hanzhang donated almost all his real estate in Shencheng to Chun Leshui, as well as a check for hundreds of millions and a statement to pay him millions of living expenses every month.

He didn't know what Chun Leshui wanted, so he could only try to make up for it in terms of money.

【It's a big deal, if nothing unexpected, it should have almost emptied all of Song Hanzhang's property. 】

Song Hanzhang handed over the pen.

He has already signed everything in advance, and now Chun Leshui only needs to put his name at the end of the contract page, and this huge donation statement will take effect immediately, and it has legal effects, even if Song Hanzhang regrets it. go back.

He is very thoughtful, and all the regulations in the contract basically protect the rights and interests of Chun Leshui.

【pity……】

Chun Leshui closed the contract and returned it to Song Hanzhang.

[I can't use it. 】

Song Hanzhang was silent: "What are you dissatisfied with?"

"I'm quite satisfied with everything." Chun Leshui said, before Song Hanzhang asked why, "but I don't need it."

"Why?" Song Hanzhang still asked.

Because Chun Leshui won't live long, these things don't mean much to him.

He just wants to get a divorce as soon as possible. He asked, "When is grandpa's surgery scheduled?"

Song Hanzhang said: "In the next year."

Chun Leshui calculated the time, and it was almost a month.

"When grandpa recovers from the operation, let's go and divorce." Chun Leshui cut the steak on the plate and said calmly, "You don't have to think about how to compensate me, just divorce the marriage."

"As for me, I have thought a lot about it with my senior brother during this time, and I can't blame you alone for this matter."

The silver table knife pierces the beef and rubs against the plate, occasionally making a tooth-stinging sound. The snowflake beef with beautiful patterns is cut into square pieces by Chun Leshui and fed into the mouth. Song Hanzhang heard it for the first time. Seeing him talking to himself in this very peaceful voice that seemed to have no emotion.

"You were quite right in what you said before. From your point of view, you were drugged, fascinated/raped... and even forced to marry me, the 'culprit'. You have resentment and let it out It's all normal on me. Then hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, since I like you, isn't the best way to get revenge on me is to keep trampling on my liking for you?"

"I--"

"Listen to me..." Chun Leshui interrupted him, "I thought, if I were you, I might not be able to do better than you."

He raised his eyes to Song Hanzhang, his dark eyes were as calm as the surface of the river behind him: "Compared with you, my own problem is bigger." I swear at each other, but when my grandfather forced you to marry me, I did not take a firm stand to express my refusal. This is my first problem. Even though I know you don’t like me, I still have certain feelings towards you. An unrealistic illusion. This is the main cause of the tragedy behind me."

"Including the unconditional forbearance to you later, it's all helping you. You waved the whip at me, but in fact, I was the one who handed the whip to your hand by the side."

"It wasn't you who pushed me to hell, so you don't have to feel too sorry for me."

For some reason, Song Hanzhang felt flustered for no reason when he heard Chun Leshui so calmly analyze who the culprit was that brought them to where they are today.

The more he picks up Song Hanzhang cleanly, and the more clearly he cites his own problems, the more Song Hanzhang feels sorry for him.

He opened his mouth again and again, but he couldn't find a reason to refute Chun Leshui on this issue.

Because what Chun Leshui said was the truth.

Song Hanzhang could only say: "But I later..."

"Ah..." Chun Leshui dragged on for a long time, "It's a good thing you didn't apologize to me on the spot."

Song Hanzhang: "?"

Chun Leshui took a sip of water.

In fact, this matter was only recently figured out by him. If you think about many things from another angle, there will be a completely different result.

For example, if Song Hanzhang made this matter clear early on, he might still be delusional about trying to get back to the plot, and then at least until his death, he would be imprisoned in the role of "cheap shou" to bear the past of those characters that would increase his burden.

"And didn't you ask Grandpa and the Cheng family to terminate the cooperation?" After losing the business chain of the Song family, although the Cheng family did not go bankrupt, it was seriously damaged, and problems in the previous operations also broke out one after another. Afterwards, Song Hanzhang found a lawyer and the police to deal with his being drugged by Cheng Qiqiao.

In fact, Chun Leshui only found out about this matter a few days ago when he heard the old man asking Uncle Xu about the police Cheng Qiqiao's handling results at the dinner table before he moved out of the Song family's old house.

He thought that Song Hanzhang was indifferent after knowing the truth, but in fact it was only because the matter of framing him was too far away to be pursued, but the matter of drugging Song Hanzhang at his own birthday party was a certainty. In the process of preparing an appeal, although the matter of drug use cannot be removed, the finger is aimed at Xiu Se Villa, which provides this kind of soft drugs.

As for the specific follow-up content, Chun Leshui did not pay too much attention, but it can be regarded as a lesson for Cheng Qiqiao.

In short, now Chun Leshui takes everything very seriously. He just wants to live the rest of his life well, be filial to his grandfather, and experience the daily necessities of life with his senior brother Xiaoyu, and prepare well for "Mountain Ghost" "The rehearsal took to the stage.

As for Song Hanzhang, it was not in any of his life plans at all.

He also doesn't want to waste too much energy on people who don't matter.

It was the first time in history that two people were in the same room without wanting to see each other, not only having dinner, but also having a peaceful conversation.

But when Song Hanzhang offered to send Chun Leshui back at the end, Chun Leshui refused. He stopped a taxi by the side of the road and even waved goodbye to Song Hanzhang when he left.

The street light streamed, Song Hanzhang stood but couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart.

He wanted to have a good talk with Chun Leshui, to make up for him, to apologize for the mistakes he made before.

And they did sit down and have a good talk, and the result can be regarded as two people shaking hands and making peace, but Song Hanzhang still felt uncomfortable, as if a blood vessel was blocked by a ball of cotton, so he would not be out of breath, but very Stuffy and uncomfortable.

It seemed like something was missing, a feeling he couldn't describe, like scooping water with a colander, empty.

Chun Leshui and Song Hanzhang didn't have dinner for too long, and they returned home an hour later than usual.

He went downstairs and called to ask Chu Lin if he wanted more green onions, but no one answered the ring for a long time. In the end, Chun Leshui bought some green onions at the small convenience supermarket at the entrance of the community.

As soon as the door is opened, the rich aroma of chicken soup hits the face.

Chun Leshui's nose moved slightly, he changed his shoes and walked into the kitchen while sniffing the aroma in the air: "Senior brother, did you secretly eat something good while I was not at home, did you catch me?"

No one in the room responded, so he grabbed the door frame and poked his head over.

A pot of chestnut chicken soup was simmering on the stove. The aroma was tangy and the color was attractive. Chunle water scooped up a soup spoon and ate a chestnut. It was soft, waxy and sweet, but it was too hot, and he opened his mouth to let out his breath , walking out of the kitchen to Chu Lin's bedroom.

Walking to the door, he swallowed the chestnut in his mouth, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Brother, am I coming in?"

As he spoke, he pressed the doorknob, and the curtains moved slightly, but there was no one in the bedroom.

At this moment, Chun Leshui felt that the house was a little strangely quiet.

He frowned and opened all the rooms in the house, including the doors of the host and guest bathrooms, and searched.

He felt a little strange, the chicken soup was simmered on the stove in a casserole, and he had to check the fire from time to time so as not to burn it dry. It was impossible for Chu Lin to go out and leave the fire on.

Unless someone at home can help watch.

Chun Leshui thought that when Chu Lin said on the phone that he would ask Chu Yu to run errands, then he should have picked up Chu Yu when he went to school today.

But why is not only Chu Lin, but even Chu Yu not at home?

Chun Leshui called Chu Lin and found his mobile phone on the bed in the bedroom following the ringtone of the mobile phone.

He turned to dial Chu Yu's phone, and the ringtone came faintly from outside the door.

"Hello, Brother Xiao Chun?" As soon as Chu Yu got on the phone, the door of the house was pushed open, and Chun Leshui hung up the phone and stood at the door, "Where have you been, Huo... Senior brother? You have such a face thing?!"

Chu Lin stood on Chuyu outside the door. The light-colored down jacket on the latter was covered with footprints and stains, and there were several bruises on his face.

Just like that, he waved his hand when Chun Leshui went to help him, and said with a smile that it was all right.

"What's all right? Do you look like you're all right?" Chu Yu was anxious, and when he heard that he was all right, his face turned dark, and he scolded him with a sullen face, and at the same time he moved very carefully to let him sit on the pedal by the door , took out his slippers from the shoe cabinet to help him change.

"Xiaoyu, I'm really fine."

Chu Yu pushed his hand away and silently helped him change his shoes. When Chu Lin pinched his ankle, Chu Lin couldn't hold back his breath.

"Brother? Did I hurt you?" Chu Yu quickly let go, and then bent his trousers to see that Chu Lin's ankle was red and swollen. His voice immediately turned into a cry, and he knelt on the ground without getting up. Tears were all wiped on the sleeves, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"What are you talking about? It has nothing to do with you." Chu Lin patted his head and winked at Chun Leshui next to him.

"Xiao Yu, stop squatting on the ground." Chun Leshui pulled Chu Yu up, "Let senior brother enter the room first."

Standing between two people, Chu Lin smiled wryly: "I can walk by myself."

"What's going on?" Chun Leshui placed him on the sofa, saw that Chu Yu was still wiping tears on his sleeve, and handed him a piece of paper.

Chu Lin's face was bruised and purple, and it didn't look like a fall, but more like being beaten.

But he is very popular and has no enemies, so how could someone beat him?

"Okay, don't cry." Chu Lin wiped Chu Yu's tears away, and ordered him to bring the medicine box.

Chu Yu held his mouth shut, and went away with a twitch.

Chu Lincai said to Chun Leshui: "I don't know, I went downstairs to buy green onions, but I was suddenly dragged into the alley behind our community."

Chu Lin and his family are in the old town. Although it is also an elevator room, it has been bought for a long time. There are many vendors around, and it is very lively after nightfall.

However, because it is an old city, the urban construction is a bit old. The street lights in the alleys behind their community have not been replaced for several years. The alleys are too dark and there are almost no people walking at night. If you fight inside, it is difficult to find outside. , even a little cry for help can easily be covered by the lively voices outside the alley.

Chu Yu came over with the medicine box, Chun Leshui wanted to take it and put it on the table, Chu Yu avoided it for a while, and sat next to Chu Lin, speaking with a strong nasal voice.

He put the medicine box on his lap: "I'll do it."

Chun Leshui and Chu Lin looked at each other, and obediently withdrew their hands.

So he asked, "Do you know who it is?"

Chu Lin shook his head: "The alley is too dark, I can't see clearly, and there is no surveillance outside, so I can't help but call the police."

He took a breath, and Chu Yu immediately said, "Brother, does it hurt? Let me blow it to you."

Chu Lin also had scratches on the back of his hand. Chu Yu carefully held his hand and was disinfecting him with iodophor. While carefully wiping the wound with a cotton swab, he blew very lightly.

Blowing and blowing, the tears fell again, dripping on the back of Chu Lin's hand.

"Why are you crying again?" Chu Lin was helpless, put his palm on his face, and wiped away his tears with the pulp of his thumb.

Chun Leshui helped him deal with the injury on the other hand, and heard Chu Yu say sadly: "If I didn't stop running errands for you out of anger, you wouldn't be injured."

The more he talked, the more sad he felt, and he felt that all this was caused by him, which made Chu Lin dumbfounded, so he could only comfort him with words like how much he would love if Chu Yu was the one who got hurt.

So Chu Lin's injuries were dealt with while he was constantly coaxing Chu Yu.

Although he was dressed thickly, there was no guarantee that he was still injured. Chu Yu pushed him into the room to check and apply medicine, but Chu Lin couldn't resist him, so he told Chun Leshui to go and turn off the chicken soup on the stove before entering the room.

After a while, Chun Leshui received a message from Chu Lin, and he glanced into the bedroom.

Chu Lin said: This injury was not in vain, at least Xiaoyu didn't lose his temper with me anymore.

Chun Leshui: ...

Chun Leshui: I think if Xiaoyu knows you think so, he might run away from home again.

Chu Lin: Hush.gif

Chun Leshui asked him if he didn't remember any of those people's qualities, Chu Lin thought for a while and said that he heard someone shouting something... Brother Long?

Chun Leshui stared at the message box thoughtfully, finding this person out of the vast sea of ​​people in Shencheng by just relying on a name was undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

But other than that, Chu Lin really didn't remember anything.

When being summed up by □□ feet, I was only busy covering the vulnerable parts, I didn't expect to get so much.

Chun Leshui almost stared at the word "Brother Long" as a flower, he dialed Xu Qing's phone: "Uncle Xu, are you asleep?"

"Not yet," Uncle Xu said with a little smile in his voice, "What a coincidence, the old man just said he was going to call to ask when you would be home."

"I just took the medicine, didn't I just plan to call you before going to sleep?" The person who answered the phone became Song Shiqing.

Chun Leshui called out to Grandpa and asked him if he was in good health. Song Shiqing said that it was not very good. Chun Leshui was startled, and heard the old man say, "It should be better if you are at home."

"I'll be home in a while." Chun Leshui said, "Grandpa, can you do me a favor?"

"You said you said, you need grandpa's help."

"Can you help me find out who is called Brother Long in Shencheng? I think the age should be around [-] to [-]...about [-], and then he should be a person who does not have a serious job. He has no serious job and has a few younger brothers around him." , he shouldn’t be very old. And he may have been around the old city in the north of the city between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] tonight. He may be from the old city, or he may have wandered around here in the past few days.”

These are inferred by Chun Leshui based on the only information given by Chu Lin, but they are barely considered portraits of people, so you can narrow down the scope of your search.

Song Shiqing asked him why he wanted this person, and Chun Leshui gave a brief account of Chu Lin's affairs.

"Okay, I see." Song Shiqing said, "Xu Qing has already written it down, and he will ask someone to do it tomorrow morning."

Chun Leshui thanked her, and said that she would go back after the matter was settled. The grandfather and grandson chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone. They did not mention Song Hanzhang the whole time.

But in fact, Song Hanzhang was in Song Shiqing's house at that time, and he was reporting to him on work. Seeing them hang up the phone, he said, "I'll help him investigate."

Song Shiqing looked at him for a moment, then nodded to let him go out.

"Xu Qing..." Song Shiqing sighed.

"Father?"

Song Shiqing waved his hand: "Forget it, you can go out."

He sat alone on the bed and looked out the window, Song Shiqing had an intuition that the marriage between Chun Leshui and Song Hanzhang that he had tied together might be about to end.

Whether it's good or bad, it's good that Le Shui can look away.

Chu Lin missed the rehearsal because of his injury, and the stage rehearsal originally scheduled for Monday was also postponed because of his absence.

Jiang Buyan didn't care about this issue, and asked Chun Leshui about Chu Lin's physical condition.

"It's pretty good." Chun Leshui said, now that Chu Lin is at home, he is treated like an emperor, and Chu Yu doesn't live in the school anymore, and he doesn't have any trouble with Chu Lin anymore. Shui Du personally held the cup and fed it to Chu Lin's mouth.

Chun Leshui thought it was funny.

Chu Lin felt that the injury was worth it, very worth it.

"You live in Chu Lin's house now, and you haven't asked our Xiaoming out anymore. Did you quarrel with Song Hanzhang?"

Suddenly, he heard Jiang Buyi asking this.

"Wow, Jiang Bushi." Chun Leshui exaggerated, "You are a big man, why are you so gossip?"

Jiang Buyi smiled and said, "Chun Leshui, don't discriminate against sex, why can't big men gossip?"

"I swear that I will never ask Jiang Ming out again because of Song Hanzhang, okay?" Chun Leshui raised three fingers and swore to the sky, "Don't put a hat on me, I beg you."

Jiang Buyi laughed a few times, leaned against the wall and coughed, condescendingly looking down at Chun Leshui who was stretching on the floor.

After a long while, he said: "Chun Leshui, I found that you have changed."

"What changed?"

In the past, Chun Leshui was also very cheerful, but now he seems to be more open-minded, and there is a kind of relief that has no worries?

If Jiang Buyi had to find an adjective, he really didn't know how to describe it.

He squatted down to face Chun Leshui. It was spring recently, and the temperature was changing quietly. Jiang did not tire of his old troubles again. He had been working in the theater wearing a mask and aerosol for the past two days.

He hooked off the mask and hung it on his chin: "Chun Leshui, if you and Song Hanzhang have relationship problems, do you want to..."

Consider another person.

But before he finished speaking, the door of the rehearsal hall was knocked and pushed open. Song Hanzhang looked at him with no warmth in his eyes: "Excuse me, I'm looking for Chun Leshui."

[Why is Song Dog here again? 】

Chun Leshui still sat on the ground without moving: "Is there something wrong?"

Song Hanzhang said: "About that brother Long you asked to check..."

Chun Leshui jumped up from the floor, picked up the coat next to the wall to wrap it up, and said to Jiang, "Director Jiang, I'll go out for a while."

"It's Director Jiang again, nothing to worry about Jiang Buyan." Jiang Buyan complained that his voice was locked in the rehearsal hall with the closed door.

The two stood in the corridor, and Song Hanzhang said, "We've found him, let's talk in the car."

"Didn't Grandpa ask Uncle Xu to help with the investigation? Why are you?" Chun Leshui followed him to the car.

"Oh, Uncle Xu has something else to do. Grandpa will let me handle it for you."

Chun Leshui nodded.

[The phone call to grandpa on Saturday night, today Monday, with almost no clues, it was found in less than two days. Song Gou's work efficiency is quite good. 】

【I have to ask Brother Long carefully, where did my senior brother offend him. 】

After waiting for a long time but still not seeing the car moving, Chun Leshui urged: "Driving?"

Song Hanzhang came back to his senses, turned the key, and started the car.

He was a little surprised that he had never heard Chun Leshui praise himself so positively.

Song Hanzhang drove the car directly to the gate of the police station, Chun Leshui glanced at him, and Song Hanzhang let him in.

Chu Lin is already in the police station.

Before Chun Leshui and Song Hanzhang entered the lobby of the police station, they heard various apologies coming from inside, saying that they would never dare to make a mistake again: "I want to know that there is still such a big force behind you, No matter how much money you give me, I won't dare to hit you!"

In fact, Chu Lin was still a little dazed from the moment he was notified to the police station to being dragged into crying and apologizing.

Even he himself didn't know anything about the person who beat him that day, how did the police find him?

The police uncle slapped the table angrily: "You mean you can beat him if he is an ordinary person?! Look at how you beat him up. Do you know that you hurt him on purpose?!"

He put Chu Lin's injury report on the table: "You are a criminal matter!"

"I was wrong. I was really wrong."

"Who hired you, and how much did they pay you!"

"I don't know, it's just a boy who is tall but wears a mask and hat and doesn't show his face. I really don't know! He just said that Chu Lin offended him and let us teach him a lesson."

The person who hired him to beat someone used a temporary phone card that was not bound, and he was also given cash in cash, and he didn't show his face during the whole process.

Apart from being a tall and thin boy and listening to his young age, Brother Long couldn't give any clues. Finally, Song Hanzhang hired a lawyer to deal with this matter as the end.

The three walked out of the police station. Chu Lin knew that Song Hanzhang had helped, and thanked him.

"It's okay." Song Hanzhang said. He originally wanted to say that he should, but when he said it, he changed, "I also completed the task assigned to me by my grandpa."

Chu Lin said, "Then thank grandpa for me."

"Oh, brother, I'll thank you personally later." After saying goodbye, Chun Leshui followed Chu Lin out, "Do you have any impression of that kid that Brother Long mentioned?"

Chu Lin said: "I only have one child in contact with."

Chun Leshui understood, he was referring to Chuyu.

This matter has followed a dead end, which is very strange.

"You think again?"

Chu Lin shook his head, he couldn't think of it.

At the same time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and Chu Lin picked it up. The call was from the school, saying that Chu Yu was fighting with his classmates at school, and asked Chu Lin to go over.

Chun Leshui and Chu Lin met each other's eyes. How could Chu Yu be such a good boy and suddenly fight with his classmates?

He stopped a car by the side of the road: "Brother Shi, I'll accompany you."

Not long after they left, Song Hanzhang drove out of the police station and received a call from Jian Wen on the way back to the company: "Hanzhang, what are you doing now, are you free?"

Hearing that he was looking for something, Song Hanzhang said, "Talking about something?"

"If you're okay, can you help me go to Jane Island School?"

"What's wrong?" He

Jian Wen was on a business trip, and thinking of Jian Dao, he couldn't help getting angry: "That little bastard got into a fight with his classmates at school and was hired as a parent! Damn, is I his nanny!"

"You don't even want to go, and you still want me to help you?" Song Hanzhang refused, "I'm not free either."

Jian Wen had a headache: "Isn't this my dad who asked me to watch him? You said he was fighting with someone and told the parents that I wouldn't go there. I would report to my dad later. Oh, I don't want to hear that old man talking about it."

"Are you a brother?" He said, "If you are a brother, do me a favor."

Song Hanzhang said: "You send me the address, just for once, don't look for me next time."

"There will be no next time, I swear." Jian Wen said, "See how I deal with this bastard when I go back!"

After receiving the address, Song Hanzhang turned around and rushed to the school.

The author has something to say: here we come, rounding up is ten thousand!

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