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Chapter Thirty-Fifth Waiting for the Rabbit

The best way to relieve fatigue, the most suitable bath is that it is busy at night, and Ahao finally left from a press conference.

In fact, he has no information to disclose, and his personality is not the kind of outgoing. He loves to speak, and he has to help Taipei with corresponding help. In most cases, as long as you have a face and put on a pair of [I am serious]

Just posture.

"Go upstairs, Police Officer Huang of the Foreign Affairs Group is in the bathroom on the first floor."

Chen Jiaju took a sip of tea and reminded.

"Why are he here?"

"The old words, let Police official Huang live with us."

Speaking of which, Chen Jiaju laughed helplessly: "If there is a beautiful female police officer docking work, it is a pity that it is a middle -aged uncle."

On the first floor, bathroom.

The yellow fire soil is immersed in hot water, and it feels that the whole person has become lighter, but it is not comfortable to fall asleep. After all, thinking about things.

Live together? Be a guide?

These are actually no problem. The child does not speak, the wife is divorced, and the external pressure is still so great. It is really boring to go home.

At this moment, he was thinking about Inspector Meng's in the afternoon, and he was confused and expected.

Of course, the most puzzled part is that when the other party finally left the archives room:

Wait for rabbits.

The prey is naturally the pervert that wants to become immortal, but what is [plant]?

Frankly speaking, for a long time, the deepest impression of the loessing of the loess is: God God.

Outside the bath, the stairs.

Ah Hao bumped into Meng Fan and asked:

"Boss, where can I go to have a meal later?"

"String around the night market, remember to wear it, experience the customs and customs in different places."

"good."

After communicating the case with Chen Jiaju, Ahao had doubts, but nodded, because he felt that he would follow the rhythm of the boss, and he would never have a problem.

[We are sitting in Mercedes -Benz, Rolls -Royce, you take Mazda, no wonder you stuffed the car. You take Mazda, you are not qualified to join us at all!]

[After I finish talking, who approves it? Who is opposed?]

Yellow Fire Earth ... Liang Jiahui ...

The moment I saw this face, Meng Fan had confirmed that if I couldn't find a breakthrough, I waited for work. She kept this middle -aged man with a shadow emperor's face.

Moreover, his name is worthy of scrutiny.

At least for Meng Fan who is proficient in gossip and five elements, this is indeed the case.

After all, the last step of the five prisons is to find the person corresponding to his own life, let him shot, kill the live coffin of the body.

Name: Fire.

With the face of Zhang Yingdi again.

This is Meng Fan's confidence. As long as he is firmly grasped firmly, the person behind the scenes has to fall in passive and helplessly come out of the darkness.

In the end, the black hands have to kill two people again, which is very likely to reveal more key information.

There is no way. Meng Fan is not a omnipotent and omnipotent God. When you first arrive, take a look at the relevant dossiers. When you ca n’t even contact the body, you can directly lock the murderer ... It ’s only that.

By the way, the next person who was killed should be committed:

The sin of not filial piety.

Corresponding to the first three deceased, the target characters have to make trouble, and this, this is definitely not as simple as the ordinary hitting the parents.

From a practical perspective, Meng Fan felt that this guy might be gambling with his parents' coffin board, and on the basis of this, he intensified, including but not limited to the beating people who raised themselves.

Do you have to take care of everything to save?

Perhaps a fair and selfless police officer will choose to treat him equally and give him to the law to sanction, but Meng Fan will undoubtedly do this extent. He has a benchmark — he has a benchmark — he has a benchmark —

For the time being, there are other cases. In some cases, the laws are indeed unable to sanction, and they can still make the wicked people away.

Therefore, just ascend to consumers.

"Meng sir."

Huanghuo came out of the bathroom, and also changed his body to put it out, aside from all the thoughts, and laughed:

"Where do you want to eat?"

"Guests follow the Lord, just go to the old yellow, just arrange it."

"That ... Night Market."

With so long, the relationship between a few people is not so sincere. In addition, Meng Fan and his group of Mandarin's language are indeed increasing the score-

Hong Kong Island has been in western chemical education for a long time. Nearly 80 % of students speak Hong Kong -style English. Even if there are schools teaching Chinese, it is Cantonese.

Reality is so helpless.

Because of this, since Meng Fan proposed that everyone can communicate in Mandarin, the savory gourd yellow fire soil immediately became enthusiastic.

Of course, due to their own realm and personality, attitude is indeed true, but the actual situation almost means. You can see that the three people can see the other person's mind.

"No problem, wait for Ahao, drive to the nearest night market for a while."

"Jiaju, you drive."

Speaking, a key was thrown into Chen Jiaju.

All the two cars are on Hong Kong Island, and there is no need to check it over, because Taipei will definitely provide a mobility vehicle:

A Toyota that sells for 150,000 Taiwan dollars.

Performance is enough, not publicity.

It is worth mentioning that the Liang family ... cough, the yellow fire soil did not drive Mercedes -Benz, and it could not afford Rolls -Royce. The car was an old -fashioned Mazda. Hanging a police light at a critical moment, it was not a car.

In addition, he was successfully integrated into the group and was eligible to participate in follow -up investigations.

Raohe Night Market.

The earliest sightseeing night market in Taipei is full of various booths on the street. It seems to be crowded but quite like a night market. The food is also loved by the old lady.

When can you take your wife's honeymoon to taste it? The one in the family is also a snack.

As Meng Fan thought, he grabbed the crispy kiln roasted pepper cake while grabbing the skin.

The palm size and moderate thickness.

Bite the filling in one sip, the soup and pepper aroma burst into the mouth at the same time!

fragrant!

On the side, Ah Hao, a middle-aged uncle, actually likes to eat sweets.

Mochi baby.

Buy it in front of the low -key stalls near the Land Temple. The filling is very simple. Only sugar, peanut powder, black sesame seeds, but a hot thing, the boat and the car do the disappearance of most of them.

"There is a small second floor there. Let's go upstairs to have some staple food. Anyway, there is a night market below. The store is very good, so takeout is not allowed."

The yellow fire soil was a little bit ahead of the step, and took out the attitude that the host should have.

"The soup is stewed in Chinese medicine, which is sweet and rich. Pork ribs and lamb must be paired with watercress sauce.

Halfway to live.

Lonely flashed on his face.

However, he was adjusted as soon as he spins. It has been a few years since the thing.

Every family has a difficult scripture. Meng Fan saw that his family was uncomfortable, but he could ask Lao Huang without any after all. After all, the relationship would be more and more familiar. At that time
Chapter completed!
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