Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 41: The enthusiastic little handsome policeman

"Don't be so ruthless?"

Qinghong looked at the seventy-year-old lady in front of him with some fear, and suddenly felt that she was not as fragile as imagined, and even had a heart of stone.

What's more, there is no overnight feud between mother and son, it's fine to annex the son's money, and now you plan to take the son to court, is there any mother-child affection?

"Qinghong, you must feel very strange, right?"

"Yes."

Qinghong muttered without thinking: "You don't need to kill him at all. If you don't like that mistress, then you can just drive him away."

"Although I don't like Li Yaohua, I don't want to see him go to jail!"

"Huh."

The old man frowned, and said indignantly: "Yaohua, since he hooked up with that mistress, his conscience has already been eaten away by dogs."

"It was he who forcibly sent me to a mental hospital, and came here every now and then to ask for my bank card password."

"He really thought I was mentally ill and didn't know anything!"

"Since he doesn't care about the relationship between mother and child, why should I not expose his tax evasion all these years?"

"This is still not good."

Qinghong glanced at the old man in embarrassment, and said with a wry smile: "Although Li Yaohua is not a good person, but your eldest nephew Li Yaozhong, he is a good person."

"I heard that he is currently co-founding a company with Li Yaohua. If you, Li Yaohua, are arrested, then Li Yaozhong will also die."

"At that time, you will destroy two families in one fell swoop, do you understand?"

"This..."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, as if he felt that what Qinghong said made sense, he nodded immediately and said: "You are right in reminding me, I really did not think of this."

"Compared to Yaohua, Yew Chung is indeed more conscientious. These days he often goes to the mental hospital to take care of me, unlike Yaohua who has no conscience and only thinks about my bank password all day."

"So, you have to think twice before you act, and you must not accidentally hurt other people!" Qinghong continued to persuade him earnestly.

"That's fine." The stubborn old lady finally agreed to Qinghong's proposal.

"By the way, Qinghong, can you go out and help me with something?"

"What is it?" Qinghong asked puzzled.

"Help me go to the bank to withdraw some money."

"When you come back, can you buy me another bottle of malted milk?"

"Yes."

Qinghong took the bank card handed over by the old man, and then carefully memorized her password, and went out alone.

Probably because of the murder case last night, there seemed to be some more patrolling personnel in the neighborhood during the day.

While on the road, Qinghong even saw the young policeman who spoke to him last night.

"Zhu Qinghong, why is it you!"

The little policeman obviously saw Qinghong, so he walked over to greet him enthusiastically.

"Yes."

Qinghong also grinned, and said calmly: "I came out to buy some daily necessities for the old lady of the Li family, are you on duty?"

"Yeah."

The handsome little policeman complained with some dissatisfaction: "Since the third murder case happened last night, the superior was furious and ordered us to solve the case within five days!"

"So we can only send all the police officers to be on duty."

"Is there any clue?" Qinghong asked curiously.

"No."

The little handsome policeman shook his head, and muttered awkwardly: "The murderer seems to be able to fly into the sky and escape from the ground. We investigated all the monitoring routes, but there is no clue."

"And the victims seem to be young and beautiful women!"

"It can be seen that the murderer acted premeditatedly!"

"I really don't know what kind of person can do such a weird thing!"

"Perhaps it must have been done by a human?"

Qinghong grinned lightly, didn't say anything more to the handsome policeman, and walked straight forward.

"Wait."

At this moment, the handsome policeman suddenly rushed forward, and kindly reminded: "Qinghong, aren't you going to apply for a residence permit?"

"How about I accompany you now?"

"Now?"

Qinghong rolled his eyes, thinking that it might be okay to do it now.

After all, in this strange city, if a foreigner does not have a residence permit, it is still easy to encounter deportation.

After reading it, he nodded happily and said, "Then let's do it now, but it won't delay your duty, Officer Wang!"

"No, we are ready to close the team..."

"Hey, how do you know my surname is Wang?" The little handsome policeman asked with a confused face.

"Isn't the word Wang San written on your chest?"

"If you want to know your name, it should be Wang San?"

"Hey."

The little handsome policeman smiled, and said embarrassingly: "My name is indeed Wang San. I didn't expect you to be very careful."

"Let's go, Officer Wang!"

With a proud reminder, Qinghong walked straight towards the police station.

On the way, the two had some simpler exchanges.

From Wang San's mouth~IndoMTL.com~ I know that he is a native of Wuyi. He is 25 years old this year. After graduating from the police academy, he was transferred back to Wuyi area to be a policeman. Three years of criminal police.

It is really troublesome to apply for a residence permit. It involves taking pictures and recording materials. It is almost the same as checking the household registration, which makes Qinghong, a foreigner, feel very uncomfortable.

When I lived in the countryside before, there weren't so many demon moths. Everyone worked at sunrise and rested at sunset every day, living a self-sufficient life. Where did they need to do these tedious and meaningless things?

Fortunately, with Wang San busy running errands, it took others half a month to get the residence permit, but Qinghong actually got it in less than half a day!

Before leaving the house, Qinghong planned to repay him for the enthusiastic help of the handsome policeman Wang San.

"Officer Wang, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Wang San leaned forward and asked curiously.

"Be careful when you are on duty at night. The murder this time may not be as simple as you imagined, and may even exceed your worldview and values!"

"What do you mean?" Wang San's face darkened, and he asked eagerly.

"Don't ask why, you just need to pay more attention!"

After saying that, Qinghong took out a piece of Liujia Xiexie Mansion from his pocket, stuffed it into Wang San's palm, and emphasized: "This talisman paper can be used to save life in times of crisis."

"You must wear it on your body and never discard it, understand?"

"This..."

As a policeman in the new era, Wang San is definitely a loyal supporter of atheism.

For things like this kind of talisman paper, he collectively called it feudal superstition!