The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Feng Lan took off his safety suit and handed it over to the security officer next to him, showing his extremely proud figure.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help being drawn, and they saw her slowly rolling up her sleeves and sitting in her seat.

"Here comes the one with the yellow hair."

The boy pointed at came out.

Feng Lan asked, "How old are you?"

"Ten, 15 years old." Xiao Huangmao said.

"gender?"

"male."

"What is education?"

"Fourth grade elementary school."

"Is anyone else in the house?"

"My mother, and my sister."

These people feel fearless when they are huddled together, but they are like cowards when they are separated, speaking honestly.

Feng Lan asked: "This is the first time you have stolen something. What are you stealing?"

The little yellow hair is unwilling to cooperate now, knowing that it will go to jail.

Feng Lan smiled, stood up and walked to him, stroked his head with his hand and said, "Why steal things, do you want to support your own family?"

Little Huangmao couldn't help but lowered his head. Speaking of his sadness, he was even more ashamed to speak.

"What's your name?" Feng Lan finally asked his name.

"My name is Miao Beibei." Xiao Huangmao cried when he said his name for some reason.

"Tell me, what have you done, I promise I won't hold you accountable." Feng Lan said softly.

Xiao Huangmao confessed, stealing bicycles, fighting with people and causing injuries, and stealing 1 yuan, etc.

But very loyally did not say with whom to do it.

Then another boy was called, who was obviously tougher than Xiao Huangmao, but he just didn't cooperate.

Feng Lan smiled, and put her hand on her head. Everyone thought they were playing the family card again, but they saw her punch him.

The boy's abdomen hurt, and it became like a shrimp, and he was hit by an elbow on the back.

Such a blow caused him to cry in pain, "I'll say it, I'll say it!"

Chen Zhong glanced at Feng Langao again, and used different methods to face different people.

Then some people were called out, some people were beaten and cried, and all of them were recruited.

At this time, a young boy came out automatically, with a cropped cut, showing a bad face, and refused to explain.

After asking a few words, I got a sentence that I want to fight or kill. I think I am a hero.

Feng Lan was also very straightforward, kicking him in the chest.

The inch-headed boy took a few steps back and stood up again, then got kicked sideways, almost dying of pain, and half-kneeled on the ground.

"Are you pretending to be here with me?" Feng Lan twisted his arm coldly and said, "Say you?"

The inch-headed boy gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Feng Lan snapped his arm up a little more, and said, "Don't tell me?"

The cut-headed boy didn't expect a woman to be so ruthless, so he didn't dare to pretend anymore, and said, "I said..."

Feng Lan thought that he would remain silent, so out of inertia, he clicked.

She was startled, she didn't grasp the fire, and the opponent's arm was still dislocated.

The inch-headed boy complained, "I told you everything..."

"Missing mistakes."

"..."

Feng Lan made the other party extremely painful when he was connected upwards, and he was at a loss for a while, and just wanted to call a doctor.

"Let me come, his arm was injured before." Chen Zhong went up, touched the veins of his bones lightly, and the bones were connected with a shake of his hand, and said, "It should be caused by falling from a tree. "

The cropped boy said in amazement, "How do you know I fell?"

Chen Zhong looked at his palm again, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Are you the leader of these people?"

The inch-headed boy was even more surprised, and said again: "The other security guards must have told you that I am the head!"

Feng Lan was also very surprised, she knew that no one told Chen Zhong about this, how did he know?

Chen Zhong didn't refute, and continued: "If I see it right, both of your parents are dead, and your previous family background, including your grandparents, was well-off."

The young man's eyes were full of disbelief, and he said in shock, "You, you, how did you know?"

Chen Zhong shook his head and said: "Boy, although your life is very hard, as long as you work on the right path, you will definitely stand out.

If you go astray, you will not live to be 20 years old, and you will be hacked to death. Take your little brothers and think about it. I will come over in 10 minutes. "

Feng Lan was stunned by the side, feeling mysterious and mysterious, and was also shocked, until he was pulled a bit, and then followed out.

Women are like cats, they are always full of doubts about the mysterious, especially the scene just now, of course men also want to know.

"Have you been in contact with him before? How do you know that he is the head, that his arm was dislocated instead of being beaten, and how do you know that both his parents are dead, and that his parents and grandparents have good family conditions?"

Chen Zhong smiled slightly: "Some are from the details, and some are from his palm."

"Details? Palm?" Feng Lan couldn't believe it. "This can really tell a person's condition? You know how to tell fortunes? This is unscientific!"

"The detail is that those thieves are respectful to the inch-headed boy, and he came out to show the charm of the boss,
As for how he fell and dislocated, he was wearing thin clothes, through which I could see scars where branches were interspersed. "

Chen Zhong explained.

Feng Lan nodded. He wanted to show it in front of the other party, but he didn't expect to ignore such information.

But she couldn't tell if it was dislocated, and it needed life experience, so she asked, "What about the palm prints?"

"Don't think that reading palmistry is superstition," Chen Zhong said, "A person's health status will be reflected in the body.
Yellow complexion may be due to deficiency of the spleen and stomach, redness under the nose may be due to internal heat, and some conditions may also be expressed in the form of palm lines on the palms,

It is said that the rice character on the palm print represents the person's wealth, but it also depends on where he grew up. According to the fortune-telling book, it shows that it belongs to his parents and grandparents. "

Feng Lan shook her head, but still asked, "Then how do you explain the death of his parents?"

Chen Zhongdao: "Because I found it from his thin coat, with black sleeves on it and the word 'filial piety' written on it,

Maybe the character "米" is not accurate, but he has fallen to this point because of the doting of his elders. "

Feng Lan thought for a while, didn't it all depend on her observation skills?He actually stunned them for a moment.

The two waited for a while, then went in again.

Chen Zhong said with an inscrutable look: "How about it, have you thought about a move yet?"

The inch-headed boy turned his head and asked, "You have to tell me how you knew it, and on what grounds did you conclude that I would be hacked to death!" After all, this was related to his fate.

Chen Zhong said slowly: "Because your palm prints are chaotic, it proves that you are a person with a lot of ideas, and your hands are broken palms.
A man breaks his palms to face the key, and a woman breaks his hands to guard the empty room. Such a life is very hard, and it is even rarer to lose both hands.

If a person does not know how to restrain himself, he will kill those around him, fight fiercely, and be easily used, as if he is ruining his own future now. "

The inch-headed boy thought that he might have a better future, and immediately said: "I am willing to confess, and hope that the leader will give us a chance to reform ourselves!"

Feng Lan was a little silly, which was completely different from what she said outside, and the key was extremely convincing.

Looking at the appearance of this leader, he has the demeanor of a master!