The co-workers burst into laughter. They dismissed Uncle Zhao's warning, but seeing Uncle Zhao's serious look on his face, after a stalemate for several minutes, they all went back in despair.
Uncle Zhao led Wei Dajun into the house, and Ma Xiaoquan poured an iron jar of boiling water for Wei Dajun.
Wei Dajun glanced at Ma Xiaoquan, then picked up the jar and took a sip.
"Wow~~" Wei Dajun screamed when his mouth and tongue were scalded by the boiling water.
Uncle Zhao didn't seem to be surprised by Wei Dajun's recklessness. He patted Wei Dajun on the back and said: "You are so reckless... Okay, I will be patrolling in a while, so just take me with you." I'll go take a look."
Wei Dajun raised his head, and regardless of the burning of his mouth and tongue, he puffed out his cheeks and asked, "Uncle Zhao, are you serious?"
"Nonsense, I'm a policeman, why did the police lie to you? Okay, you sit down for a while and I'll get some water."
Wei Dajun snorted and sat down obediently.
Watching Uncle Zhao go out, Wei Dajun looked at Ma Xiaoquan.
Wei Dajun was dressed in work clothes, while Ma Xiaoquan was dressed in casual clothes.
Wei Dajun was very curious about Ma Xiaoquan's hoodie, especially because there was a string of words written on the hoodie that he couldn't understand. However, Wei Dajun knew that it was called English. When he and Yuan Lan were in love, he saw Yuan Lan holding the I have read books with similar text.
"Hey, what's your name?" Finally, Wei Dajun couldn't help it anymore and came over to ask Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "My name is Ma Xiaohu."
"How old are you?"
"Uh~Seventeen!"
"Oh, seventeen. I'm nineteen. I'm older than you. You can call me Brother Wei."
Ma Xiaoquan felt happy and thought that Wei Dajun was quite interesting. He was not familiar with him, but this guy started to build relationships whenever he came up.
However, Ma Xiaoquan did not reject it. After all, he had just arrived and he was not familiar with everything here. He needed to meet some people to help him get familiar with this place and this era as soon as possible.
"Brother Wei~~" Ma Xiaoquan called out.
"Hey, brother Xiaohu~" Wei Dajun reached out and patted Ma Xiaoquan on the shoulder, "Why are you at the police station? Have you committed any crime?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and told Wei Dajun about his search for his brother.
After hearing Ma Xiaoquan's plural, Wei Dajun narrowed his eyes and said, "Your brother's name is Ma Xiaolong? Oh, I think I've heard of this guy before."
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoquan was shocked. When Uncle Zhao asked him before, he made up Ma Xiaolong casually. Now Wei Dajun said that he had seen such a person as Ma Xiaolong. Could it be that Ma Xiaolong really existed? Did he really make up for it?
"What are you talking about? I said I seemed to have met your brother, but it was only a year ago."
"Oh~~" Ma Xiaoquan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. You Wei Dajun must not remember clearly what happened a year ago.
"Brother Wei~~" Ma Xiaoquan asked, "Why do I hear Uncle Zhao talking about me? Isn't he a policeman?"
Wei Dajun chuckled, came over and said: "Uncle Zhao was the leader of the second-rate gangsters in our area when he was young. My dad played with him back then. Later, Uncle Zhao's father died in the line of duty, so he took over. Until now, hey, Uncle Zhao is a very down-to-earth person, but he is so down-to-earth that the people in his group have all become directors, and he is still an ordinary police officer now."
"Oh~" Ma Xiaoquan said oh and asked again, "I just heard you shouting outside that you encountered a ghost. Is it true or not?"
"Why did I lie to you?" Wei Dajun wiped the sweat from his head, "My partner, Ang, it should be my partner, went to Zhongshan Park for a tryst. I originally wanted to find a chance to kiss, but it turned out okay
Well, that ghost suddenly appeared and scared me so much that I ran away."
"Uh~~" Ma Xiaoquan came back to his senses and remembered the woman named Yuan Lan he had met before, and then asked, "Brother Wei, what is your partner's name?"
Wei Dajun looked proud: "Yuan Lan, one of the golden flowers in the factory next door."
"Yuan Lan?"
Wei Dajun was stunned: "Yeah, what's up, do you know him?"
Ma Xiaoquan sighed and said: "I can't find my brother today, but I happened to meet a sister. She said his name is Yuan Lan, and he looks like this... so tall..." Ma Xiaoquan put Yuan Lan's
He described his appearance to Wei Dajun as he was very tall.
"Hey, that's my partner. How is she? Is she pretty?"
Ma Xiaoquan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Brother Wei, where does your partner live?"
"Fuck~~" When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he immediately uttered a curse word, which scared Wei Dajun and made him jump up.
"Xiaohu, what's wrong with you?"
Ma Xiaoquan lied: "A mosquito just bit me."
Wei Dajun waved his hand: "In other words, there are so many mosquitoes and thieves in this house that I don't even know why Uncle Zhao is staying here."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and fell into deep thought.
The name of the person Wei Dajun talked about, Yuan Lan, was exactly the same as his mother's name, and Wei Dajun said that Yuan Lan's home address was exactly the same as his mother's home address before she got married.
Then, the Yuan Lan that Wei Dajun mentioned, the Yuan Lan that he saw today, might really be his mother.
But...why is Yuan Lan's appearance so different from her mother's appearance when she was young?
Could it be possible? Saw a ghost?
Just when Ma Xiaoquan was considering whether to explore Yuan Lan's family background, Uncle Zhao came in with a bucket of water.
Seeing Uncle Zhao coming in, Wei Dajun hurriedly greeted him and said, "Uncle Zhao, shall we leave now?"
Uncle Zhao put down the bucket, nodded and said, "Let's go!"
Wei Dajun asked Ma Xiaoquan again: "Xiaohu, are you going?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said: "Anyway, I am idle. I am also curious. I will go with you."
Uncle Zhao didn't object to Ma, after all, there was one more person, and there was more care.
At this time, it was almost completely dark, and the street lights that were not very bright were also on at this time.
Ma Xiaoquan followed Uncle Zhao and Wei Dajun to the arch bridge in Zhongshan Park.
Wei Dajun pointed to a place and said, "Uncle Zhao, it's right here. That's where the ghost came out when it was still dark."
Uncle Zhao shined his flashlight towards the place pointed by Wei Jun. It was completely dark and there was nothing there.
"There's nothing here, Dajun, are you afraid you've seen it wrong?" Uncle Zhao turned off the flashlight and continued to look with squinted eyes.
"Uncle Zhao, I really didn't lie to you~~" Wei Dajun slapped his chest loudly with a determined look on his face.
Ma Xiaoquan hummed softly, thinking that Wei Dajun might have resigned himself to death today, and if he didn't make some noise, he might not be able to explain the matter.
It's just... because the second physical time travel forcibly activated abilities that shouldn't be activated, Ma Xiaoquan had no choice at the moment. He thought about finding a stone and throwing it out secretly to create an illusion earlier.
Give Wei Dajun an explanation. After all, the ghost Wei Dajun mentioned was caused by him just coming back from time travel.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan secretly picked up a stone and was about to pop it out with his finger and hit it on a tree trunk not far away. Suddenly, there was a sudden light on the arch bridge.
Ma Xiaoquan was startled by this light. Uncle Zhao and Wei Dajun were also shocked. However, Uncle Zhao was older after all and had been a policeman for more than 20 years. He had seen many more strange things.
So Uncle Zhao quickly calmed down. He shined his flashlight towards the light and shouted: "Who the hell is pretending to be a ghost? Get out!"
When Uncle Zhao shouted, the light on the arch bridge became obviously weaker, and then suddenly went out.
Uncle Zhao was very courageous. He held up a flashlight, took out his baton from his waist, and ran towards the arch bridge.
At this time, Wei Dajun also picked up a few stones from the ground, gathered them in his hands, and rushed over with Uncle Zhao behind him.
Ma Xiaoquan was not impulsive. He always had a strange feeling, because at the moment when the light became weaker, he clearly saw that the light finally showed a pattern.
Pattern of a snake and a centipede.
"Fenghuo?" Ma Xiaoquan muttered silently, and then shook his head. Although he had doubts, he still didn't believe that Fenghuo would exist after so long. Besides, Fenghuo was an intelligence network in the underground world, and he had established it with his own hands.
Yes, logically speaking, there should be no wars in this earthly world.
Uncle Zhao and Wei Dajun ran to the arch bridge and searched for a long time but found nothing. They both sighed together and walked back.
Wei Dajun said: "Uncle Zhao, look, I'm not lying to you. There is indeed a ghost. You saw it just now. When the light went out for the last moment, there was a pattern that looked like a snake or a centipede."
Uncle Zhao didn't respond. He pinned the baton back to his waist, then took out a Peony cigarette from his jacket pocket, took one out, lit it and took a heavy puff.
After a long time, Uncle Zhao suddenly said: "Dajun, no one is allowed to tell you what happened today when you go back. Did you hear that?"
Wei Dajun was stunned. He didn't understand why Uncle Zhao warned him like this, but he still said yes.
"And you, Xiaohu, you are not allowed to say anything either, do you hear me?"
Ma Xiaoquan also nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, let's go back first~" Uncle Zhao waved his hand, then turned and left.
Ma Xiaoquan and Wei Dajun looked at each other. Although the surroundings were dark and they could not see each other's appearance, they could feel that both of them were breathing rapidly. Of course, Ma Xiaoquan's rapid breathing was faked by him.
...
Back at the police station, Uncle Zhao gave Wei Dajun a few more words before letting Wei Dajun go back. Ma Xiaoquan, on the other hand, chatted with Uncle Zhao for a while and then fell asleep.
When Ma Xiaoquan woke up, it was already half past nine the next morning.
"Are you awake?" Uncle Zhao smiled and handed a fried dough stick to Ma Xiaoquan, and pointed to the iron vat on the table, "There is water in the vat. I've almost finished drying it. You eat the fried dough stick and drink the water.
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Ma Xiaoquan nodded, and without being polite to Uncle Zhao, he ate the fried dough sticks.
"By the way~" Uncle Zhao lit up a cigarette and took a puff, then took out something from his pocket, "Where did you get this thing?"