Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

Qiulu hung up the phone and sat there blankly, with complicated emotions.

The policeman saw that the young man's face was worse after the call than before, so he comforted him and asked curiously, "Didn't you find someone? What are you doing with such a bitter face?"

Qiu Lu didn't speak, just pinched his phone tightly, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, two large characters were written on his face - depressed.

Not long ago, I secretly thought in my heart that I would not contact him if it was not necessary, unless Fang Huo asked him for help, but how long did it take, and I was reduced to almost squatting oranges and had to let Fang Huo come to fish, not to mention anything else, I lost my face back to City C.

Moreover, even when he was in C City, there had never been such a shameful thing. No matter what, he was Fang Huo's wise and powerful brother.

He said with a wooden face: "How much is the fine?" Suddenly he remembered that he had to pay a fine.

Anyway, he lost his face, and if he couldn't pay the fine, he would have the cheek to ask Fang Huo to borrow it.

The policeman thought for a while and said, "For the time being, you should be asked to return the 3 yuan. The specific fine is not determined by us. You can wait for the notice."

Qiu Lu let out an "oh", feeling a little better.

The policeman was happy to see him like that: "What's the matter, you are willing to pay a fine, and you are not willing to call someone to pick you up. Do you think the police station is fun?"

"It's not fun," Qiu Lu said honestly, "but it's better to sleep here for one night than to get someone to hunt me down."

"Is it so exaggerated?" The police had never seen him like this before. "Do you have a grudge against the person who came to get you?" After thinking about it, he felt wrong, "If there is a grudge, then he still comes to get you? It shouldn't be!"

Of course, Qiulu would not explain the entanglement to him, but he felt a little hungry while talking, and his stomach grumbled. A female policeman just opened the door and came in. Then considerately asked him if he would like some biscuits.

When a man in a suit and oiled head pushed the door in, Qiu Lu was sitting on a large chair, eating biscuits and drinking yogurt.

Because he was thin, the chair was very wide, and he almost sank in it, chewing biscuits, his cheeks were bulging, but his eyes were very blank, he looked very much like a child who stayed in the kindergarten until the last waiter Children brought home by parents.

He thought of his boss's unusual expression when he answered the phone just now, and couldn't help but look at Qiulu again, thinking that this boy is so cute, how could he get himself into the orange?fight?Or fight?It doesn't even look like it! Also, what's the relationship between him and his boss?

The man settled down, put away his curiosity and wonder, went forward and handed a business card to the policeman, and got to know the situation.

Qiu Lu pulled out the drinking straw from his mouth, straightened up and looked at them quietly, thinking that he needed to say something as the person involved, but the greasy man talked to the police, and it took less than 10 minutes , the police came straight over, their attitude was much better than before, they were almost polite, and said, "Okay, Mr. Qiu, we all understand the matter, you can go."

Qiulu was taken aback, wondering if it was that simple, and said, "Then investigate later?"

The policeman laughed, "You don't have to worry about that." He invited the two of them out while talking.

Qiu Lu walked behind the greasy-headed man side by side, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked the man's name, so he said, "Brother, what's your name?"

Probably because he called "Big Brother" so quack-like, the greasy-headed man was obviously taken aback, and he waved his hands up, "Don't be afraid, just call me Xiao Wu, my boss, no no No, your brother—"

Before Qiulu had time to wonder who "his brother" was, the door had already been opened, and the three of them went downstairs together, and they all saw the young man standing in the lobby downstairs.

The man was wearing a well-fitting casual suit. He was tall and had long legs. He was looking up and staring at them as they went downstairs.

When Xiao Wu saw him, he stopped talking and quickly picked up his pace. He stepped down the stairs with his leather shoes and walked to the man's side. He called him "Boss" in a low voice, and whispered something to him.

The policeman accompanying Qiulu also looked at them in surprise, as if he didn't expect that the "boss" that Assistant Wu called was such a good-looking young man, so he quietly asked Qiulu for confirmation: "Say this is you Brother? You two brothers don't look alike."

Qiu Lu frowned and said, "Who said that? He's my younger brother."

The policeman was taken aback, then chuckled, "Whether it's your elder brother or your younger brother, isn't this a decent guy? If you say it, you'll come here right away. What did you say just now that you don't want to lose your temper with him?"

Qiu Lu didn't speak anymore, because Fang Huo had already raised his eyes to look at him, and his eyes were locked on him until he walked in front of him.

Qiulu looked at him, pinched the corner of his clothes, and said, "Thank you for coming."

Fang Huo looked down at him for a while, and said in an emotionless voice, "No need." After speaking, he turned around and walked out.

Qiulu was a little dazed, not quite understanding the current situation—should he keep up?Or keep up?

So he opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Wu, but Xiao Wu stared back even bigger, and frantically shook his chin to signal: "Follow me!"

Qiulu: Oh oh oh!

Quickly followed like a little tail.

A car that was different from last time was parked outside the door. It was a low-key pure black with a smooth body, but the price was not cheap at first glance.

Qiu Lu was a little surprised by this, because Fang Huo actually didn't pay much attention to external material conditions. He wore school uniforms all day when he was in middle school, and he also wore a few T-shirts and jackets during the holidays. Everyone went to the beach to surf, and the sneakers were all wet.

Qiulu walked over and waited beside, watching Xiao Wu and Fang Huo talking.Both of them were taller than him, especially Fang Huo, who looked tall and steady in a suit. Qiulu felt like he was stuck here like a primary school student who had done something wrong and was waiting to be criticized, which was extremely weird.

At first he thought it would be Xiao Wu who was driving, but he said a few more words to Fang Huo, turned his head and smiled politely at Qiu Lu, with an expression of "it's up to you" on his face, and then walked quickly to the opposite side of the street Take a taxi!

Qiulu: "..."

Fang Huo glanced at him, opened the car door, and said, "Get in the car."

Qiulu: "...Oh." What to do if you get more nervous.

Facing Fang Huo Hui, he was nervous. If it had been three years or three years ago, Qiu Lu would never have believed it, and he might have beaten up the person who said that—who didn’t know that this kid was so clingy to him? , my brother said that if you go east, you won't go west, so you're just a life-like little follower?

But when the most familiar person becomes a stranger, it will be more stressful than meeting a stranger again.

The high-end sports car with good performance and a speed of [-] mph was still driven by Fang Huo at a leisurely pace, as if he was taking a walk. Qiu Lu thought for a while, glanced at Fang Huo's pursed mouth, and simply opened his mouth to speak.

"Well, Xiao Huo, what did you tell the police?"

The policeman told Assistant Wu that it took only a few minutes, as if Dache had realized something, and he didn't even mention the fine, wishing he could stuff a few more packs of yogurt biscuits for him to take away, but Qiulu was still curious, although Fang Huo is now either covering the sky with one hand, or is on his way to covering the sky with one hand, but it is not enough to just talk nonsense with the police and let him be released, right?

After all, Fang Huo probably didn't know what happened to him before he came. More importantly, how did he tell the police about his relationship with Qiu Lu?His hometown?His long-lost brother?

Qiu Lu thought of the sentence that Xiao Wu blurted out just now about your brother - Fang Huo had a criminal record before - he had to be suspicious.

Probably because Qiu Lu's gaze was too straightforward, Fang Huo's expressionless face relaxed a bit, his eyelashes trembled, and he said softly, "I told them that I am a relative. They may, they may have misunderstood."

Qiu Lu twitched her eyebrows: "..."

Brother, don’t you think you’ve blown your mind off brother?

But after all, it was his own accidental crime this time, Fang Huo kindly came to pick him up, Qiu Lu couldn't say anything more, so he had to endure it first, and turned his head to look out the window with a puffy face.

After tossing for a long time, the sky was already dark at this time, but the night in City B is different from City C, it is still brightly lit until late at night, and there are constantly noisy voices from the streets on both sides coming through the windows, adding to the summer night. gained popularity.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Fang Huo became curious again. Instead of keeping a straight face like before, Fang Huo quietly glanced at him from the corner of his eye. Qiu Lu turned his head sharply and caught him.

His eyes flickered, he coughed, and after a while, he asked, "Brother Lu, are you short of money?"

Qiu Lu was taken aback for a moment, realizing that he was asking himself because of the matter just now, and couldn't help but feel a little hot on his face.

He had forgotten it long ago, but when he was mentioned like this, he recalled his own stupidity—Pan Zhai said a few words to him at that time, and he was in a daze at that time, thinking about other miscellaneous things in his mind , agreed without much discernment.

Money is not too much, but he is really not short of money. Now his salary is not too much, but he lives alone, and currently he has no other expenses except a cat, but these are in Fang Huo's eyes Li, it’s hard to say—it’s not because of a lack of money that he got into trouble for a sum of money that didn’t even count as a hair.

He cleared his throat and replied seriously, "There is no shortage of money, it's just that the leader asked me to help, so I don't want to help."

Fang Huo let out an "oh" and slowly repeated, "There is no shortage."

He took a deep breath, and tightened his hands on the steering wheel. At this moment, the car turned a sharp turn.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange again. Qiu Lu felt his mood change very quickly, and was a little at a loss, as if he had said something wrong again. He was not very used to Fang Huo like this, and he was not used to facing Fang Huo like this. Be careful with yourself, as if you are dealing with a fragile object.

Fortunately, this suffocating silence passed quickly, because Fang Huo said again: "Brother Lu, I will go back to City S in a few days."

It was only then that Qiu Lu realized that the Fang family's base camp was in City S, but this time Fang Huo stayed in City B for such a long time for some unknown reason, and he probably really wanted to go back.

He blinked and said, "Oh." He quickly added, "Then when will you come back?"

He used a declarative sentence without any questioning ending, very natural, as if it was before.

The air was quiet.

Fang Huo's Adam's apple slipped, and he said softly, "Soon."

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