Trafford’s Trading Club

Lin Feng twisted his body to the left about 30 degrees angle and was reading a report at hand - the reason why he was so twisted was because Officer Ma Da's neck sitting in front of the table was twisted.

Damn Ren Ziling, I just squinted for a while and my neck was crooked.

Forget it, go find an old TCM doctor after work. It's been twisting all day. It's always inconvenient to twist.

“What are you doing so fast? Are you in a hurry?” But the horse SIR with a twisted neck is not happy at this time. It is even more uncomfortable to watch Lin Feng crooked. It is just uncomfortable. He just wants to be annoyed!

“Well... Ma SIR, I have an appointment. ”

“A woman? Girlfriend?”

Lin Feng smiled and shyly scratched his head: “It's not a girlfriend, it's just a girlfriend. We have an appointment to go to the gym to see the concert... you see...”

Mahoud muttered: “Looks like a big thing. Six hundred and seventy thousand. ”

“Horse SIR? ”

Mahoud waved: “All right, get off work, just leave the job to the colleagues outside, go quickly, don't be late! ”

“Thank you, MaSIR! ”

Mahoud rolled his eyes and lit a cigarette after Lin Feng left. Thinking about these two recent cases... Two cases are already 48 hours old, I'm afraid the difficulty of investigation is getting harder.

The more irritable Ma SIR felt, the more she packed her things and left the office... went to see a Chinese doctor.

I just walked up to the door and saw two officers, a man and a woman, and a taxi driver and a little girl pulling around, "What? What are you guys doing? ”

“Officer Ma, Officer Ma!” The male policeman saw and hurried to salute him: “Yes, the teacher brought a little girl here to report the incident, saying that the little girl may have been lost or made a mess with the family or something. But we asked her, she can't say anything. Just say what she wants to send her to the gym. She's not a lost person, she runs away from home or anything...”

“Ah?” Ma SIR stunned.

The old driver hastily said: “This officer, this child suddenly ran into my car, I asked her parents not to say anything... what else if I didn't send her to the gym, I made a scene, said and said I touched her! My God, this kid is enough to be my granddaughter! Can I do this? Ah, SIR, I've been working for over a decade! My personalities are all agreed! Don't listen to this kid! This is my proof. Look at this! ”

“Walk...” Mahoud waved quickly, glancing at the little girl caught by the policewoman at the moment.

Discovering the look in this little girl's eyes... looks a little scary? What strange things can happen these days? Isn't it a little premature now?

So Mahoud crouched down and patted the little girl's head, and the voice and airway: "Kid, are you having trouble? Aren't you afraid to tell Uncle? Uncle will help you... Is this man touching you? ”

“Ah, SIR! Unrighteous! Me, me, me, me. Can I pull her here?” The old driver suddenly blushed: “Me and I, can I do this desperate thing? I, if I do, I, I have to die!! ”

“Fine, I'll ask you what's exciting!” Mahoud glanced at the old driver in disgust.

At this time, the little girl who was touched on the head... This is just the little girl's Shinzhou Shinryu, feeling like she's completely broken, my God...

I didn't expect this driver to bring himself directly to the police station.

“Where are your parents? Are you alone? What's your name? What's your name? Where do you live?” The horse SIR chattered and asked.

“Can you...” Long Xi took a deep breath, "Can you not say anything yet and send me to the gym? ”

“The gym? Are your parents over there? Is it work or something?” The horse SIR is always well tolerated by children.

“Can you stop asking...” If Long Xie doesn't do anything, she shakes her body twice and suddenly raises her head.

The ghost knows what she's been through for just a few minutes... Long Xiaoru's big eyes blinked brightly and her nipples were like, “Uncle, you're so handsome! You look like a good guy! Can you take me to the gym? My grandmother said where to wait for me! ”

It's broken... it's broken...

If Longxi feels he can go to a big drunken scene after... it's broken, it's broken...

My God... I want to sell this place... adorable??

“What's your grandmother's name? Or we can contact her directly. ”

The horse SIR still communicates with this little girl with extraordinary patience, which reminds him of when his child was still his age.

Happy day.

“No, just send me there, please, uncle, okay...”

So cute... this is so cute! How can there be such a cute little girl in the world?

“Oh... so, what's your name?” MacHood nodded: “The police uncle needs to know your name. ”

“Dragon…”

“Dragon?”

“Dragons, dragons...”

“Dragon?” Mahoud nodded and patted Long Xieluo's head again. "Okay, uncle, let's take you to the gym. ”

Stop shooting me in the head...

“Ma SIR, are you really going to give her a ride?” The police asked curiously, "Let's just do this. ”

Mahoud shrugged: “It's okay. I'm on my way over there anyway. Go see the TCM. You can't look at my neck all day, can you? ”

MacHood and Jody laughed and held up Long Yiluo's hand. "Come on, Lung, Uncle sent you to reunite with your grandmother! ”

Inspector, Ma SIR is really... the heart burst, I see!

Patience is over, patience is over...

Calm down, calm down... Calm down, Long Yiluo, you have to calm down!!

Shinzhou Jinlong kept hypnotizing himself and finally got into the car successfully!

Unexpectedly, Mahoud, an experienced father, seemed in a good mood at the time, humming slightly, scrubbing the windshield of the car slowly, and then carefully wearing the dragon's seat belt.

MacHood put his seat belt on himself, and then he shot her in the head again, "Lung, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first? ”

“Uncle, uncle, can you... drive?” Dragon pressed his fingers slightly bent under the skirt and grabbed the leather on the co-pilot hard.

“Ah, yes! Hold on! ”

Mahoud nodded, inserted the key, started the engine, and then suddenly stretched over the crooked neck and said, "Oh, I remember a little chocolate in here! I'll get it for you. ”

Ah... I can't take it... I can't take it!!!!

I saw Longer's little pink fist squeeze up, the whole child exploded, his hands strangled Ma SIR's neck, shaking it hard, “Give it to me, drive!!!!!!! ”

“Go ahead... you let go, cough... let go of me first...” Mahoud patted Longer's arm painfully.

Is this little girl mean? Must be the family factor, huh?

Is there a lack of love or something? Say it's Grandma, isn't it the children left behind, so it's more grumpy? So pathetic...

Mahoud set his mind and shook his neck, and the child finally let him go. So he took a deep breath and gently stepped on the throttle.

Hmm...?

When did my neck come back normal?

I didn't expect to be back as soon as I was shaken by this little girl... so nice! Saved a fortune on medication... isn't this kid a little angel?

Ah... so cute!

……

……

Neon lights, nightfall, people come and go.

Cheng also sat alone under the pedestrian bridge on the road. He wore a duck tongue cap, pressed down the duck tongue cap, almost pressed his own eyes, and wore sunglasses.

With a wooden guitar hanging on his body, the fingers on his hand did not affect his strings to move the wooden guitar at this time... because the song was simple and did not require any skill.

The alley in front of it for the wooden guitar is open, with a few steel bolts, a few notes... a dollar.

The only five bucks, though, was put down by a grandmother who passed by shortly ago.

They all just passed by, didn't stop, didn't stop to listen to anything, simply threw away the money and hurried away.

Nobody listens... nobody knows, he's been here, singing for an afternoon.

Cheng Yan's voice was a little dull. One after another, he didn't stop. From the beginning, he seemed a little nervous, until now he sang almost numb.

Singing "Again", singing "Blue Lotus", singing "Drop"... no one stops.

He looked forward to someone stopping.

Nobody ever stops.

Indeed, after losing that guitar, he could no longer impress anyone, even if he sang dull, even if he sang with care.

The song is simple, but after one afternoon, the fingers on my hands are already numb.

But... what are you still sticking to here?

Cheng also wondered that he should have gotten used to this kind of unquestioned... Is it still rare that he and Hong Guan went through this in the rear sea and in Sanlitun?

Hung Guan He... Hung Guan He... during this time, do you feel the same way when you are alone in the square?

“And hopefully, who can stop? ”

Fingers stopped, Cheng finally stopped this afternoon's song, watched the time... the game is about to start, right?

He quietly packed up what was here, initially thinking that returning to the original state like this would lead to an understanding on the streets where no one stayed.

But for half a day, there was still nothing to be gained, just a feeling of growing confusion.

“It's me. Can you get me a cab?” Cheng also called Sung-yun: “I'm on Huan Shi East Road now... OK, I'll wait. Thank you, Cheng. ”

Go and see Hong Guan's performance. Cheng also took a deep breath and looked at the screen of the building in front of him... Advertisement.

Unexpectedly, the phone suddenly rang, and Cheng was stunned, discovering that it was a strange call. He frowned and chose to answer.

“Hello, is anyone there? ”

“Who are you?” Cheng is also uncertain, but seems to have heard this voice.

“Yeah, I'm Fish Egg John! ”

“Fish eggs... strong?” Cheng was also stunned.

“Me! The boss who sells fish noodles! What did you say about the North Master? I met that man! ”

“Where are you!” Cheng also asked subconsciously and quickly.