Late Night Bookstore

Vol 3 Chapter 361: Performance Art

Zhang Yanfeng pushed open the door of the bookstore and walked in. The door was not closed. After all, it is now time for business.

Little Loli was sitting behind the bar, holding a spoon in her hand and squeezing her tongue over and over, as she flicked her tongue like she was thinking about something.

She said to Zhou Ze before that ghosts cannot be cultivated, but this does not mean that her abilities cannot be developed and tapped at a deeper level.

In this regard, she has a personal experience.

In Rongcheng more than half a year ago, the one who had been chased by a group of ghosts who had escaped in vain, but returned with the white cat in less than a month, she still remembers that scene .

Therefore, Xiao Loli, who has been struggling with her tongue, has not noticed that Lao Zhang has come back. Her subconscious mind has noticed it, but she only came back as an employee in the bookstore and is not a stranger, so she didn’t care.

Old man sitting on the sofa, holding needlework to help the little monkey sew clothes.

The little monkey is naughty and likes to jump up and down, so the clothes are often broken or pulled, and if they can be sewed, they will be tied together and sewed together.

Lao Dao had known a big girl before, and she was working in a hair salon shop in Tongcheng Gangzha District. Lao Dao also frequented her patronage. She had more clever hands and helped Lao Dao make up two robe robes.

Her son is a little demented, and her husband is so arduous in his hometown, too lazy to grow the land, there is no way, in order to maintain the family's livelihood and expenses, she can only come out to do this business.

Later, when her husband took her son to take a bath in the river, he caught the tide, and the two drowned together.

When the old lady went to look for the big girl again, a colleague said that the big girl cried all night after hearing the news. The next day he settled his bills and packed up and went back to his family.

While thinking about the man, he sewed the small clothes in his hand,

perhaps,

This is youth,

perhaps,

This is life.

I lived to be seventy-one years old, although I don’t have a son and a half, but the emotional life of the old-fashioned can’t be boring, and the bright and bright others can’t look at him. Ever.

Instead, he likes the older girls who are working as wage earners;

Everyone has a common language, and they are also drifting people on the horizon, but they can comfort each other.

Zhang Yanfeng came to Lao Dao, he wanted to ask Lao Dao what he should eat, because ordinary people's food, he could not eat it.

He also wanted to ask the old man where he should sleep because he seemed to realize that he couldn't sleep at all.

He declined the banquet, indicating that he needed time alone, and came out of the back door of the police station, saying that he only wanted to breathe.

The leaders of those police stations also understood this. By acting as a fake identity and being involved in a criminal group, it is equivalent to experiencing a very different life at the other end.

Now the undercover mission ended successfully, and when it came out again, there was another trance.

Just like in the early Qing Dynasty, leaving a hair without a head, a group of people desperately rebelled for their hair buns; in the Republic of China, the military police forced to cut braids on the street, and there were still a group of people crying for this reason.

After a long time in a specific environment, people will also have inertia.

Of course, the leaders of the police station thought so, but in fact, Zhang Yanfeng just wanted to go back to the bookstore and ask about the specific situation, and also wanted to find Zhou Ze to share his joy.

When I was born again, I was still a policeman. This is good news, a piece of good news.

"Lao, what about Zhou Ze?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.

He wanted to ask the boss?

But think about it, the word "boss" still can't be spoken. After all, it is still a little unaccustomed. Although other people in the bookstore called Zhou Ze all called "boss", Zhang Yanfeng was thin-skinned.

"Oh, he went to the police station with Lao An." Lao Dao answered without looking up.

"What do you do at the police station?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.

"Save you."

"help me?"

"Yeah, haven't you been caught, they plan to go to prison..."

Speaking of which,

The old man raised his head violently,

Looking at Zhang Yanfeng in front of him, then screamed:

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!

Why are you back! ! ! "

"I…………"

"Call the boss quickly, quickly, quickly!" the old man shouted to the little loli over the bar.

Unexpectedly, this scream from the old man,

The little Loli who was still intent on using her spoon to provoke her tongue shuddered. The spoon went straight in and came a deep throat.

Little Loli patted the bar cabinet with one hand and pulled the spoon hard with the other hand.

Suffocated the entire small face flushed.

"Boom!"

Finally,

The spoon was finally pulled out by himself.

Little Loli looked at the old man with a sullen face, and said in a deep voice:

"Want to rush into reincarnation!"

"........." The old one.

Despite the anger of Little Loli, the old man can only smile with embarrassment, immediately pulled out his mobile phone, called the boss, the call was connected, and the thing hung up after the matter was finished.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief,

It seems that the boss hasn't started the prison.

Yes,

Boss Zhou and Attorney An were delayed for some time because of something. The reason seems to be that a special activity started in the evening and ended late at night. The nearby city bureau also dispatched a lot of police forces to come over. In the bureau, there were cars, and the number of policemen doubled.

Attorneys Zhou Ze and An can only wait patiently,

The blinding method like Black Mist is not only for the Law Society, but also for Zhou Ze. However, it is still insured when there are fewer people. In case of encountering a few veteran criminal police officers who might be serious, they may also be seen through.

After all, Mr. Zhou and Attorney An thought of civilized prison, and it would be better if they could be silent, but they didn’t want to go violent with this country’s violent institution.

Waiting and waiting, waiting for the old phone.

Hearing that Zhang Yanfeng has safely returned to the bookstore,

Zhou Ze and An Anxious looked at each other,

They all saw the other person breathing a sigh of relief.

When I returned to the bookstore, it was already three or four in the morning. Zhang Yanfeng was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, but obviously he couldn't sleep.

Zhou Ze came in and told Yingying to pour himself a cup of coffee, and then sat down in front of Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang opened his eyes, looked at Zhou Ze, and then laughed.

"I'm an undercover, in fact, I'm a policeman."

"Are you still a policeman?"

"Yes, but not in Tongcheng, but in Yancheng next door, who has been undercover for three years."

"Congratulations." Zhou Ze immediately looked at Attorney An. "So, the body you collected was the body of an undercover policeman. They were not internal strife, but the undercover was found and killed."

Lawyer An shrugged. "How do I know this, but it's also interesting to think about it. It's a fate to have one policeman die and borrow the body to get another soul back."

Speaking,

Attorney An patted Lao Zhang's shoulder,

"The two worlds are human beings and they are all policemen. Then you can continue to be your policeman."

"I will try to apply for transfer to Tongcheng, but it will take a while." Lao Zhang said, "And I will have a long vacation, so I can stay in the bookstore during this time."

"Well, adapt to life first, let Lao An teach you meditation tonight, people who are possessed by us can’t sleep, and it’s hard to accept food in the ordinary sense, if you don’t want to take glucose infusion every day, You can let Lao Xu make some plum juice for you tomorrow, drink a big sip of plum juice before eating, and then you can suppress the nausea and eat something."

Lao Zhang nodded, it turned out to be the case.

"Okay, today's things are over, you can close the door and rest."

Boss Zhou yawned and was about to take a bath and sleep.

Who thought there was a guest outside at this time, still an acquaintance, Zhang Feng.

Lao Zhang saw his son coming over, thinking of the old man last night, and immediately stood up in shock.

"My son...my son..."

Zhou Ze glanced at him, comforting: "Not dead, but a living person."

Lao Zhang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, letting go.

He was really worried that something unexpected happened to his son and hurried over for reincarnation.

"Boss, are you there?" Zhang Feng opened the door and walked in to ask.

Really come to the door?

Zhou Ze remembered what Zhang Feng said, and his father told him by phone that there was a notebook in the safe at home.

"Old man, greet guests."

Zhou Ze was too lazy to take care of this guy. Before the other party did not recognize that he was the doctor, he went upstairs in advance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The old man came over immediately and had tea, and explained the minimum consumption on his side. For this, Zhang Feng did not mean, but gave the money first.

"The boss is not here. If you have anything, you can tell him."

The old man pointed his finger at Zhang Yanfeng sitting next to him.

Zhang Yanfeng also got up at this time and sat in front of his son.

The two sat so awkwardly.

Xiao Zhang didn't speak,

Lao Zhang didn't speak.

Xiao Zhang was anxious about the description of this bookstore in the notebook left by his father,

When I first looked at the note, how did I feel that my father had just watched a supernatural movie or novel, so I was interested in the story I wrote,

But I thought about using my father's literary and artistic cells to be too lazy to do such a thing.

So with great anxiety, he found the door.

Lao Zhang didn't know what attitude he should face his son, did he tell him the truth or hide it?

In this regard, he did not have time to ask Zhou Ze Zhou Ze left.

The two sheets stared at each other like this,

Watching watching,

Lao Zhang's eyes were wet, and he wiped his tears with his hand, but he wiped them more and more.

Xiao Zhang looked at Lao Zhang and cried. He didn't know why, and he cried with him.

The two were sitting opposite each other,

Say nothing,

Tears hard.

Lao Zhang looked at Xiao Zhang suspiciously,