I want to be a super cop

Chapter 227
Everyone who was originally laughing in anticipation fell silent at the same time after seeing Zhao Wan's expression.

Yaya, who was still drinking Wangzai, also realized something was wrong and dared not continue sucking on the straw.

"what happened?"

Zhao Han was the first to get up and go over, glanced inside the package, and said indifferently, "Who sent it?"

Zhao Wan shook her head, but did not speak.

"Is it convenient for me to take a look?"

Zhong Tianzheng stood up with a frown, and after getting Zhao Wan's permission, he walked over to look inside the small gift box.

Inside the small gift box, there was a stack of paper.

To be precise, it should be a stack of A4 papers with cartoons on them.

Above the manga, a short eyebrow knife was inserted across it, running through the whole manga.

The entire face of the character in the first page of the manga was twisted and deformed.

"This"

Zhong Tianzheng took a deep breath and looked sideways at Zhao Wan.

Just now they were talking about Zhao Wan's career.

This cartoon.

If as expected, it should be one of her works.

"fine."

Under everyone's concerned eyes, Zhao Wan put a smile on her face and threw the package directly into the trash can on the side, explaining to herself: "Maybe it was some stupid black fan who made a prank."

Since Zhao Wan is unwilling to say it, then everyone will definitely not continue to ask questions stupidly.

A little episode passed like this.

But then, it was obvious that Zhao Wan was out of shape. From time to time, she took out her mobile phone to send messages, and she looked a little angry.

In view of this sudden incident, everyone is naturally not interested in continuing with the next project. They ate a hasty meal and then left.

Before leaving, Ah Xiang looked back at Zhao Wan who was not thinking, hesitated for a moment, and walked over quickly: "Zhao Wan, let's add a WeChat, if there is anything that needs our help, you can contact me at any time , that naive Ah Zheng doesn’t really read WeChat.”

"Ah, okay."

Zhao Wan looked at Ah Xiang who was very serious, and didn't refuse. The two sides added WeChat and said goodbye.

Since Ah Xiang also drank some beer, the two stood outside the square waiting for the driver, looking at the taillights of the Maserati in the distance: "Do you think that just now looks like a prank by a brainless black fan?"

"Hard to say."

Zhong Tianzheng shook his head, but he couldn't be sure.

There have been many incidents of this kind of thing happening, and many of them are contemporary hot traffic stars.

There is an eyebrow trimming knife running across the cartoon character, which looks a bit threatening no matter how you look at it.

But Zhao Wan didn't say much, so they couldn't ask too much.

soon.

The driver's driver is here.

It is also fate.

The substitute driver this time turned out to be the young guy from last time.

The last unexpected situation shocked the young man, so he talked more, and the two of them were somewhat impressed by him.

When the young man saw the two of them, he was obviously very enthusiastic. He skillfully drove the car to talk to them. After going back and forth, the two of them forgot what happened at the dinner just now.

"Hey, brother, I saw the commendation news last time. I didn't expect you to be a policeman." The guy driving the car was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to talk: "Damn, the admiration for you in my heart is like torrential river"

"Okay, drive well."

Zhong Tianzheng saw that the young man started running the train with his mouth full of unnutritious words, and stopped immediately: "Thank you, just drive hard, and don't encounter anything else at that time."

"Haha, okay, okay."

The young guy smiled awkwardly and began to concentrate on driving.

There was a big intersection in front, the horizontal road and the viaduct, so the waiting time was a bit long, so the young guy took out his mobile phone and checked the order of the driver's software.

Just when someone sent a message, the guy opened WeChat and replied, with a slight smile on his face.

Smokers generally smoke more diligently after drinking, and Zhong Tianzheng also has this bad habit to some extent.

So he specially sat in the passenger seat, lit a cigarette and smoked it, glanced at the expression on the boy's side face, and teased: "Your girlfriend?"

"hold head high."

The guy admitted it openly: "We've been talking for two years, it's pretty good."

The last time I was driving.

The young man had told them about his situation, and Zhong Tianzheng still remembered a little bit.

"Well, it's really good."

Zhong Tianzheng flicked the cigarette ash out of the window, and said, "If the long-distance relationship is settled, and after this period of time, things will basically come to fruition."

"hey-hey."

The boy nodded with a smile.

Obviously, Zhong Tianzheng's words hit his heart.

"Thank you."

The boy's tone became a little more polite again.

This is how it is between people. Sometimes, as long as you are polite or willing to give a little compliments, the distance between the two parties can be brought closer.

"come on."

Zhong Tianzheng said something casually, and then smoked by himself.

He didn't notice.

The guy in the driver's seat was chatting, and suddenly the smile on his face disappeared, and he turned off his phone in some frustration, and continued to wait for the red light.

About a minute and a half or so.

The green light is on.

The car starts again.

"Ah Zheng, since when did you have this bad habit of smoking while driving?"

Ah Xiang, who was sitting in the back seat, couldn't take it any longer. She held her nose and complained, "Why do you sit in the front seat if you want to smoke? When the car drove, all the smoke was blown in behind me."

"hey-hey."

Zhong Tianzheng was embarrassed, and quickly put out the cigarette butt.

Ah Xiang continued to complain: "You should find a girlfriend and let her take care of your smoking problem."

"Okay, if you want to say that, introduce one to me another day."

Zhong Tianzheng turned his head and looked at her with a smirk on his face: "I like beautiful ones with a good figure and those with protruding fronts and backs. It's better to have some kind of silk stockings and uniforms."

Ah Xiang replied angrily: "Oh, it turns out our Officer Zhong likes this style! It's very tasteful."

"Not only that, but I want two more."

"Bah, you stinky rascal, I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Ah Xiang blushed, gritted her silver teeth and responded viciously.

"Haha."

Zhong Tianzheng succeeded and turned around with satisfaction.

Xiao Mian, fight with me, you, Xiang, are still a little weaker.

Just then.

A bend ahead.

The young man was driving the car. Although the speed was not fast, there was no sign of slowing down and turning.

"Ok?"

Although Zhong Tianzheng had drunk, he must have been off the top. He immediately realized something was wrong and turned his head to look at the driver's seat.

The young man's eyes were a little dull. He was holding the steering wheel and looking ahead. He seemed to be a little distracted.

That is, in this neutral position, the car ran straight to the curve and crashed into it.

(End of this chapter)