Le Wuchou took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "Hey, I just made a random guess, the police officer doesn't need to pay too much attention."
"Oh..." The policewoman looked at Le Wuchou's skilled shoe repair and asked after a while: "Are you a local?"
Le Wuchou nodded: "Yes, when I was a child, I only knew how to fight and not study hard. As a result, when I grew up, I was uneducated and accomplished nothing, so I had to live on the street repairing shoes for others."
The policewoman smiled, then carefully looked at the tools on the ground, and asked: "I see that other people have a shoe awl for repairing shoes. Why don't you have one here? Don't you need this for repairing shoes?"
Le Wuchou was gluing the heels of his shoes. Hearing this, his heart sank, but he smiled without changing his face: "Haha, today's shoes are all glued and fixed with threads. Gone are the days. No.
Need that thing.”
The policewoman nodded and then asked, "What's your last name?"
Le Wuchou laughed: "Haha, I'm a shoe repairman, so forget your name. It's an ugly name, and it will stain your ears, police officer."
The policewoman looked at Le Wuchou's handsome face pretending to be indifferent and suddenly asked: "Is your surname Le?"
Le Wuchou was stunned, looked at this beautiful girl and asked, "How do you know?"
The policewoman took out a shoe cone from the pocket of her police uniform, turned it half a circle, stretched it out in front of Le Wuchou and said, "There is a word for joy here."
"This...this is...not mine. I said I don't have this tool, haha." His face was calm, but his words were a little stuttered.
The policewoman said seriously: "Just pretend that it has been repaired and come with me."
Le Wuchou asked in surprise: "Where are you going? I haven't broken any laws. Besides, I still have to do business, otherwise I won't have enough money for cigarettes tomorrow."
The policewoman said: "I suspect that you used this awl to injure the robber yesterday, so you have to go back with me to assist in the investigation."
"No way?" Le Wuchou was very puzzled: "Even if I was the one injured, I would still help you. Why do you want to arrest me and go back to investigate?"
The policewoman said very domineeringly: "Don't talk nonsense. One hundred yuan for these shoes is enough for you, right?"
Le Wuchou said: "That's enough, but if you have the money, I wouldn't mind giving you two hundred."
The policewoman said angrily: "It's a beautiful idea, let's go quickly."
Le Wuchou said distressedly: "It's not impossible to go with you, but what's my thing?"
The policewoman said: "Pack it up and put it in my car. I will take you back later."
Le Wuchou sighed, had no choice but to pack his things, got into the policewoman's police car, and drove away quickly.
The police car did not go back to the Public Security Bureau, but arrived at the entrance of a coffee shop. Before getting out of the car, the policewoman said: "My name is Tang Xiaofan, what about you?"
"Happiness without worry"
"Le Wuchou?" Tang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed: "Haha, what a happy name. Come on, I'll treat you to coffee."
More than two months later, Tie Wuqing was teaching Feng Yuting how to use a dagger when his cell phone on the stone table suddenly rang. He asked Feng Yuting to practice it by herself first. He walked over and took a look at the cell phone, and his face turned gloomy.
After getting down, he answered the phone and said coldly: "Mr. Yun, what's the matter?"
Mr. Yun's tone was a little serious: "Qingqing, there is an urgent matter that requires your help. A helicopter will pick you up in ten minutes. We will discuss it in detail after you arrive."
Tie Qingqing was shocked and said, "Are you spying on me?"
Mr. Yun said: "It's not that serious. I'll explain it to you when I get here."