I Have Four Dads After Transmigrating in a Novel

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update, I have four new chapters from my father!Chapter 152:

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Fu Ju stiffly touched his forehead, holding pepper and cumin powder in one hand.

"Pay the game, you wipe it." Jiang Mian took the first paper towel and handed it to the payment bureau. The latter took it and turned his eyes to Adu, not knowing what he was thinking, and sighed.

Jiang Mian had an idea: "Have you paid for dinner? I have some skewers here. Would you like to try?"

After paying the bureau with an "Oh", he set his sight on the lunch box on the table, paused for two seconds, and said earnestly: "You two young people, this is the company's office, not a place to play around."

"You..." He seemed to want to say something, and swallowed it back. He glanced at the two of them, turned around to leave, thought for a while, turned around and took the skewers away from the table.

It's no wonder that the one named Adu will appear next to Lian Feng. I heard it is very powerful.

After leaving the game, Adu picked up the chicken wing from the ground and looked at it as if he wanted to wipe it and continue eating.

It's a pity to throw the blame away, Adu thought.

Adu comes from the Qishan school of martial arts inheritance. He is the only one in the school. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child.

Without a degree, he knows nothing except martial arts.

Because he was hungry and clanged poorly, even now he has no worries about food and clothing (the local tyrant is generous, and the salary is sufficient), he is still very economical, and firmly implements the principle of no waste and no waste.

Facing Jiang Mian's gaze, Adu had to hide his thoughts.

Doing this kind of behavior in front of the lady didn't feel very good-those who didn't know would think that Han always treated him harshly.

He threw the chicken wings into the trash can and took a paper towel to wipe off the oil stains on the floor.

Jiang Mian sat on the detective father's chair, and Adu moved over. She raised her head, "You still want to fight?"

A degree nodded.

She held her chin and thought for a moment: "Next time."

Jiang Mian is also a little itchy, but firstly, this is the office of the detective father, and secondly, the space is too small for display.

Furthermore, in case someone pushes in again, it is not good to see.

"Find an open place next time."

Adu agreed with her decision, thinking that he could have a hearty battle, felt his limbs warmed up-that was the excitement of meeting his opponent.

For so many years, he has always wanted to meet a real opponent, but the group of bodyguards raised by Hanxu, although the strength is good, is still a little worse than him.

The only one who could fight him for a while was the strong Han Kriel-at first, Kriel's power caused him a lot of trouble, and after he figured it out, he had the upper hand.

It's a pity that Creel didn't fight with him anymore, and hid when he saw him, alas.

His eyes lit up: "How long has Miss learned martial arts?"

Jiang Mian did not answer him, but gave him a mysterious smile. Adu was at a loss, unable to understand what Jiang Mian's smile meant.

He scratched his head, and didn't want to think about it. Anyway, if there is a chance to learn from each other in the future, he is already satisfied.

——

Tang Xiaoshu knew that Jiang Mian was coming, but she had been busy and didn't have time to see Jiang Mian. After finally getting free, she suddenly received a call from her brother Tang Xiaole: "Sister, when will you be back."

"It's early." Tang Xiaoshu said.

Tang Xiaole said unhappily, "Why do you have to work so late again? You still have injuries."

There was a case two days ago. Tang Xiaoshu was injured innocently, and a cut was made on her arm, but she did not ask for leave and continued to be busy.

Everyone is so busy these days that she can't ask for leave because of this little injury.

Tang Xiaole hummed: "I knew it was like this. I brought you chicken soup and rice. At the door, the guard wouldn't let me in, so you came to pick me up."

Tang Xiaoshu had a headache and couldn't help but train: "Who asked you to come over at night?"

Tang Xiaole was confident: "Who told you to work overtime every day and not go home."

The siblings were arguing with their mobile phones, so Tang Xiaoshu had to pick them up.

Tang Xiaoshu’s father is a policeman and his mother is an ordinary worker.A few years ago, her father died on duty, and her mother suffered a blow and couldn't afford to be ill. Soon after, she died of illness, leaving her brother and sister with each other.

Tang Xiaoshu inherited his father's will, passed the police academy, and only followed Lian Feng after climbing at the bottom for two years.

Tang Xiaole also wanted to be admitted to the police academy as a policeman, but after being beaten up by Tang Xiaoshu, he had to reluctantly change his dream.

Tang Xiaoshu originally planned to take the food, so he drove Tang Xiaole home, Tang Xiaole pestered her: "Sister, I rarely come to your work place, you take me upstairs to see, I, I want to see the company."

"The company is busy, how can I see you." Tang Xiaoshu stretched out his hand to push the nasty dog.

The difference between the two siblings is eight years. Although Tang Xiaole is only sophomore in high school, she is already a head taller than Tang Xiaoshu. She hangs on Tang Xiaoshu, making her panicky.

"Sister~~" Tang Xiaole rubbed and rubbed.

Tang Xiaoshu suddenly felt something was wrong. How could this kid specially come to give her chicken soup and rice at night? How could he have never seen him so considerate before.

She stared at Tang Xiaole and didn't speak. The latter rubbed and rubbed, noticing something was wrong, stopped rubbing, and raised his dog's head: "You, why are you looking at me like this."

"Let's talk, what's the purpose?" Tang Xiaoshu hugged his hands, and when he looked at Tang Xiaole's expression, he knew that this kid was guilty of conscience, his eyes were dodging, and he didn't dare to look at her.

"Don't tell me." Tang Xiaoshu began to move his muscles and bones, and the joints clicked.

"What? I heard that my goddess is here." After weighing it, Tang Xiaole finally chose to tell the truth, fearing that Tang Xiaoshu would be angry, he raised his hand, "Sister, you are my first goddess, and Mianmian is my second goddess. "

Tang Xiaoshu: "..."

She later realized that her brother Tang Xiaole was a fan of Jiang Mian. The last time Jiang Mian was at the police station, she asked for an autograph for Tang Xiaole.

"No, how do you know Mianmian is here?" Tang Xiaoshu frowned, his expression serious.

She knew that Zhu San and Cunhuo assassinated Jiang Mian in the snack street. The company was still interrogating the two at the moment. She had not mentioned to Tang Xiaole that Jiang Mian came to the police station. Why would Tang Xiaole know?

For an instant, countless terrifying thoughts flashed in Tang Xiaoshu's mind, and finally—

"I guessed it." Tang Xiaole took out his mobile phone and clicked out a little video with joy, "Look, isn't this my goddess? The goddess is indeed a goddess. People are so beautiful."

He looked admiring.

Tang Xiaole played games at home and waited for Tang Xiaoshu to return home. He attended high school in this city, close to the school, and did not live there.

He knew that Tang Xiaoshu often worked overtime and came back very late. Under normal circumstances, he could wait as long as he could.

After playing for a while, due to some reasons, he quarreled with the people in the game team. He retired from the team because of annoyance. When he was unhappy, he started to make some funny videos.

I swiped this video by coincidence and felt like I got a treasure.

In the video, Jiang Mian smashed people, Lian Feng entered the store, Jiang Mian stopped, and there was a voice-over: "Fuck, this girl is too fierce. She knocked over a gunner and saved many people."

Tang Xiaole is Jiang Mian’s stubborn fan. He recognized this as his goddess at a glance. He rolled off the sofa with excitement and looked at Lian Feng. Although he had never seen Lian Feng himself, he had seen Lian Feng from Tang Xiaoshu. Feng's photo.

Through Tang Xiaoshu, he knew that Jiang Mian and Lian Feng were uncles and nephews, and he knew with his toes that Jiang Mian must have come to the police station.

Fearing that he was too purposeful, he would not let him come if he told his sister in advance, so he prepared chicken soup and rice carefully, and Xiongjiao ran over angrily.

At the thought of meeting the goddess face to face, my heart was rippling like a roller coaster ride.

——

Jiang Mian put down the file in his hand and checked the time. It was already ten thirty.

The detective father came in halfway and said to her, if he was sleepy, he would sleep on the sofa, and then hurried away.

Adu was not in the office, and followed Lian Feng.

The file she looked at was a serial murder case that Interpol's father cracked last year. The unsuspecting case committed more than ten years ago, the murderer brutally killed more than a dozen people, including the elderly and children.

After killing someone, he deliberately revealed his whereabouts and was discovered by the police. He escaped under the tracking of anti-reconnaissance technology and went to a new city to start the killing.

What he did was to play with the police. After a few years, the person suddenly disappeared, and he could not be found, and the case became an unsolved case.

After seeing this, Lian Feng took the initiative to take the case, and it took three months to arrest the murderer and bring it to justice, which caused quite a stir internally.

The process on the file was written concisely, but it made the viewers excited after reading it.

She was about to find another file to look at. The door was knocked and Tang Xiaoshu walked in.

"Mianmian."

"Sister Xiaoshu."

Tang Xiaoshu coughed, before speaking, the door opened a little, a furry head came in, and when he saw Jiang Mian, he shouted excitedly: "Goddess!"

Jiang Mian: "?"

"Mianmian, this is my brother Tang Xiaole." Tang Xiaoshu raised his forehead, not wanting to see Tang Xiaole's silly look, "It was him who signed the autograph last time. He is your loyal fan."

Turning his head to look at Tang Xiaole, this kid stood at the door after shouting the word "goddess" just now and smiled silly at Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian turned his gaze to him, his pale face was red, and he dared not look directly at Jiang Mian in a shy answer, and stood still in place, twisted.

The goddess looked at him.

The goddess is so pretty.

The goddess looks so small.

Ahhhhh.

The more half-year-old screamed and screamed, the more nervous and shy he appeared.

"Hello." Jiang Mian took the initiative to stretch out his hand. Tang Xiaole stared at the thin white hand that stretched out in front of him, with a grunt in his throat, a feeling of airiness rose from his heart.

What made people laugh at was that Tang Xiaole turned around and ran away.

Jiang Mian: "..."

Tang Xiaoshu: "..."

"Xiao Le is more'introverted', and when he meets someone he likes, he will be nervous and shy." After all, it was his brother, Tang Xiaoshu helped Tang Xiaole a little bit in front of his idol.

The star chaser is normal.

She also chased stars-but the star she chased was a company.

Tang Xiaoshu and Jiang Mian talked for a while and then left to go busy. Jiang Mian deliberately didn't close the door. After two or three minutes, Tang Xiaole came over.

"Female, goddess."

Seeing his still red face, Jiang Mian held back a smile: "You can call my sister."

"Huh?" Tang Xiaole was stunned and shook his head, "You are my idol, you can't do it."

Then I think about it, if I call my sister, isn't it a closer relationship with idols?

"It seems to be okay." Tang Xiaole's eyes lit up facing the goddess' gaze, and he shouted with excitement, "Sister Mianmian."

Jiang Mian nodded and waved to him.

Tang Xiaole plucked up the courage to walk in. He just walked two steps, and suddenly heard footsteps behind him, followed by a condensed voice above his head: "Where did it come from?"

Tang Xiaole turned his head, facing Lian Feng's icy gaze, his neck shrank, and he was a little short of breath: "Out, outside."