Cub, Where Are You Going?

10

"No problem!"

Three minutes later, the fat policeman pulled out a personal file from the computer and said flatteringly: "Superintendent Li, it's all here."

Li Wenqing browsed through it quickly.

Tang Xing was born on March 8, 1996 in Changbai Mountain, North China Province, and grew up in the mountains until the age of 16. In January 2012, he went to Shanghua City, Guangnan Province. In October 2014, he married Su Xinyan, a native of this city. After their marriage, They had a son, but they divorced a year later due to emotional discord. In October 2015, Tang Xing came to Baiyun Town with his son and lives at No. 38 Yingchun Lane until now.

The following is Tang Xichen’s information. He was born in Shanghua City, Guangnan Province on September 9, 2015. He moved to Baiyun Town with his father in early October 2015 and is currently studying at Xiaokuihua Kindergarten on Anping Street.

Li Wenqing knew very well that Tang Xing's previous records were pure nonsense, and it was basically his real experience starting from Shanghua City.

However, I met Tang Xing in mid-June 2015, so this guy was actually a married man when he provoked me, and he gave birth to a son with the woman named Su Xinyan three months later.

Even though he had seen the kid with his own eyes and was mentally prepared, Li Wenqing still couldn't control the evil fire in his heart. He cursed secretly and punched the wall next to the computer desk.

There was a crackling sound, and the smooth wall, centered on the impact point of Li Wenqing's fist, cracked outwards like a spider web in countless slits, and then dust fell straight down.

The fat policeman shivered with fright and froze in his chair, not daring to move. He didn't understand why Superintendent Li suddenly got angry, and he didn't dare to ask a word.

Oh, very good, now we meet again after several years, it seems to be God's will. Li Wenqing took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. Then he patted the fat policeman on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, comrade. I will find someone to repair the wall later." The fat policeman wiped his sweat and said, "No

, You're welcome."

...

Tang Xing slept for a long time until he was woken up by the continuous ringing of the phone at almost one o'clock.

Tang Xing grabbed the cell phone next to his pillow and looked at it. The caller's name was "Old Demon Lishan".

Who is the old demon of Lishan? It took him two seconds to remember, oh, it was Li Wenqing, the nickname he gave to that hateful guy.

After answering the phone, Li Wenqing said: "Wake up, come to the police station now."

Tang Xing got up with two points and said angrily: "I was woken up by you, Superintendent Li, and I haven't had lunch yet. "

The person on the other side was silent for a moment, "I'll provide lunch."

"Okay." Tang Xing responded lazily, hung up the phone, got up, washed up, and then got on the electric donkey to go to the police station.

When they arrived, Li Wenqing directly called Tang Xing into his office and pointed to a lunch box on the table.

Tang Xing was not polite and sat down on his chair. He opened the lunch box and saw that it was a good-looking roast duck rice with a fried chicken leg on top. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said: "Hey , Superintendent Li’s food is pretty good.”

He was really hungry and immediately ate up the entire lunch box.

Li Wenqing went outside to get water and made himself a cup of instant coffee. Liang Zihao glanced at his office and whispered in confusion: "Boss, why are you so nice to that Tang Banxian? Not only did you order takeout for him, but you also left your own fried chicken legs for him to eat." Li Wenqing sipped at Qing

. I took a sip of coffee and said, "If you don't want to eat it, it would be a waste to throw it away."

I wanted to eat it. If I had known better, I would have taken advantage of it. Liang Zihao secretly said a pity, and asked diligently: "Boss, you were up most of the night last night. Do you want to take a break now?"

Li Wenqing said: "No, we can just settle the case as soon as possible." I can relax now."

"Yeah, there's just a little finishing work to do. It can be done this afternoon!"

After Tang Xing finished eating, Liang Zihao made another note for him, adding a few new details based on yesterday's. He answered all the questions happily, and finally signed his name and fingerprinted the document.

Liang Zihao then returned Tang Xing's backpack to him and asked a little strangely: "Why do you bring a spatula with you when you go out?"

Tang Xing put on his backpack and kept talking: "Exterminating demons and subjugating demons, the mystery of Pangu when he created the world." Made of iron, it's the only one in the world. Sir Liang, for the sake of our acquaintance, I'll give you a 12% discount, not 1998, not 998, but only 668, how about it?"

"No, I believed you!" Liang Zihao wanted to handcuff him again, "Hurry up, hurry up!" "Wait a minute."

Li Wenqing put down the coffee cup, "It's not over yet, follow me again I'm going to Xiangyun Market."

Just go, Tang Xing didn't expect to be able to do it all at once.

After leaving the police station, Li Wenqing took out a car key and got into a half-used Santana with an ordinary license plate parked on the street. The police station had just given it to him so that he could go out to perform official duties.

Tang Xing got into the passenger seat and asked, "Where's that weasel? Did you tell me anything?"

"It's locked up, still under review." Li Wenqing started the engine and put it in gear, and the elderly Santana made a series of asthmatic starting noises. , "Seat belt."

Tang Xing didn't hear clearly, "What?"

Li Wenqing crossed the middle armrest box, leaned towards him, directly pulled the passenger seat belt, and inserted it with a "click".

The moment Tang Xing approached him, he smelled a very faint, cool and clean male breath, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason. It seemed that he had smelled it somewhere before, strange yet vaguely familiar.

But what's so good about manly scent? It's not the body fragrance of a beautiful woman. Why are you dancing so wildly?

Li Wenqing fastened his seat belt again and drove Santana along the street planted with camphor trees.

Tang Xing calmed down and said dissatisfied: "How long will the trial last? Your efficiency is too low. If I had known this, I would have just sent him to the west with a shovel last night." Li Wenqing looked ahead and concentrated on driving

. Without giving him a glance, he said, "Then you have to go to jail and go to jail."

Hey, that's boring. Do you know how to chat? Tang Xing felt bored and turned to look out the window.