Mr. Perfect Makeover

Sure enough, Xiao Rufeng did not break his promise, and let him go within two hours of his agreement, neither a minute more nor a second less. A dog gnawed mud successfully.

The first thing he looked at was a leather shoe, which was covered with sporadic yellow mud, and slowly met a pair of playful eyes along the trousers.

"Damn, Zhou Xiaoliang, since when have you been so reserved, you have kept silent for a long time, why are you pretending to be deep?"

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaoliang kicked him angrily, Wu Xin was already on guard, rolled on the spot, and got up from the ground.

"Still alive?"

"Zhou Xiaoliang, why are you talking? Listening to your tone, do you wish I could hold my breath now?"

Zhou Xiaoliang gave him a squinting look, "I've been a firm believer in the ancient teaching that disasters will last thousands of years since I was a child."

Wu Xin bared his lips suddenly, "Since this is the case, why are you looking for me as a scourge?"

"Did you make a mistake? I didn't come to look for you." Zhou Xiaoliang said with a face of you pretending to be affectionate.

"Then what are you doing here? You're not looking for me, are you looking for, ah, you're looking for Xiao Rufeng?" Wu Xin suddenly realized.

"Now that you know, why don't you lead the way?"

Wu Xin nodded suddenly, put Zhou Xiaoliang on the shoulders, lowered his head like a spy and asked, "Are you here to arrest Xiao Rufeng? What happened to him, killing people? Buying goods? Or seducing a woman from a good family?"

Zhou Xiaoliang glanced at Wu Xinran, "Why are you so excited?"

Wu Xin suddenly exclaimed: "I am a first-class citizen with a conscience. I have fully expressed my indignation when I encounter this kind of scum and scum who are not as good as pigs and dogs."

Zhou Xiaoliang responded with a sneer.

Normally, Wu Xin would feel that his personality was insulted again, but today he could barely ignore this "insult", and asked persistently: "What are you looking for him for? Let me tell you a little bit, or else, a little bit of it OK."

"It's a confidential matter, so I'm sorry to tell you." Zhou Xiaoliang raised his face, his face full of righteousness.

Wu Xin suddenly became angry, "Your police station still has some shitty confidentiality, isn't it just detention and fines!"

Zhou Xiaoliang waggled his index finger, puffed out his chest, and said, "Look, brother, what's changed?"

Wu Xin suddenly swept it back and forth three times from top to bottom, and said: "I haven't shaved my beard clean, and my stomach is big again. Well, there is still a vegetable leaf on my tooth. You should eat the leek fruit from Lao Hutou's house in the morning... . . ”

"Stop, who told you to watch this, see if your temperament has changed?" Zhou Xiaoliang asked with a pompous chest.

"No." Wu Xinran said honestly.

Zhou Xiaoliang vented his confidence on the spot, softened his body, oops, it's a little tiring to keep your head up all the time.

"I'm transferred to the police station."

"And then?" Wu Xin suddenly blinked.

"Then I don't have to stay in the police station all day listening to the trivial matters from the aunts and sisters, and I will officially start handling the case."

"so what?"

"So now I have to abide by professional ethics, and I can't casually reveal any information about this weird murder case."

"You confided." Wu Xin suddenly reminded lightly.

Zhou Xiaoliang was taken aback, wishing he could slap himself twice, why is his mouth so leaky?