Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 44: The female ghost calls the police
Immediately straightening his expression, he looked at the six policemen through the streetlights, and finally found that Wang San was among them!
Wang San also recognized Qinghong at this time.
Then he exclaimed in surprise: "Brother Qinghong, why is it you?"
"Captain Wang, what's going on?" The police officer next to him asked in confusion.
"It's my own."
Wang San put away the baton in his hand, stepped forward and patted Qinghong on the shoulder, and asked, "So you called the police?"
"Me?"
Qinghong scratched his head inexplicably, and couldn't help muttering softly: "I didn't call the police. Besides, judging from the situation at the scene, do you think it's necessary for me to call the police?"
While speaking, he pointed to the Shamat trio who fell to the ground and howled, with innocent expressions on their faces.
At this time, Wang San had also noticed what happened at the scene, and ordered the police officers to detain the three of them on the spot, and sent them directly to the police station.
When only Wang San and Qinghong were left on the scene, Wang San asked curiously: "You really didn't call the police?"
"No."
Qinghong shook his head, and responded with satisfaction: "I don't take these three guys seriously, there is no need to call the police!"
"That's weird!"
Wang San muttered suspiciously: "Just now our police station suddenly received a call, saying that he encountered a robber on this road, and asked the police to help him immediately!"
"It's really not me!"
Qinghong made a strong promise: "Officer Wang, I don't even have a mobile phone, even if I want to call the police, I don't have the ability!"
"In addition, I can confirm that there are no witnesses around here..."
Speaking of this, Qinghong was suddenly taken aback, and recalled the appearance of the white-clothed female ghost in his mind!
"Could it be that she helped to call the police?"
After thinking about this relationship, Qinghong's back almost broke out in cold sweat.
"Are you okay?" Wang San patted Qinghong's shoulder with concern and asked in a low voice.
"It's okay."
Qinghong grinned and flattered: "Officer Wang, thank you for coming to save me."
"Where is it?"
Wang San shrugged his shoulders and responded righteously: "It is our duty to protect every citizen. Besides, we didn't take any action. You have already taken the lead in killing the criminals..."
"That's right!"
Speaking of this, Wang Sancai realized that Qinghong subdued these three knife-wielding gangsters with his bare hands!
Immediately yelled in amazement: "Qinghong, you are skilled, and you actually won easily with one against three."
"Isn't this too powerful?"
"I won the prize."
Qinghong simply said something perfunctory, because he had some concerns in his heart, he didn't want to entangle with Police Officer Wang anymore, so he walked towards the villa by himself.
Along the way, he kept muttering in his heart, who on earth called the police for him?
At that time, there was no one else on that road except the female ghost in white!
But if it was really the female ghost in white who called the police for him, then what was her purpose for doing this?
A series of questions kept lingering in Qinghong's mind, and he had already reached the gate of the villa before he knew it.
It is estimated that Qinghong has been out for too long. After leaving the villa at noon, until it was completely dark, and Qinghong did not return home, the old lady was naturally a little anxious.
After all, this country boy is a newcomer, and he is so kind. If something good or bad happens to him, Mrs. Li will definitely spend the rest of her life in guilt.
At this moment, seeing Qinghong walking slowly into the garden with malted milk essence in his arms, Mrs. Li hurriedly ran out of the living room tremblingly, yelling in concern: "Qinghong, what are you kid doing?" What's the matter, come back so late?"
Although he only spent less than a day with this old lady Li, Qinghong still had a good impression of her, and felt her situation, and there was a lot of pity in his heart, so unconsciously, Treat the old lady as a good friend.
Seeing the old lady caring about him so much now, he was naturally a little touched, and immediately handed the malted milk essence that had fallen a little dented in his arms to the old lady, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I just encountered something on the road. , so I delayed my time to go home, sorry."
"It's okay."
The old lady grinned, looked at the sunken malted milk bottle in her hand, and said in surprise: "Qinghong, why is this bottle dented? Why don't you choose a good one? Will this bottle expire? Already!"
"No."
Qinghong breathed a long sigh of relief, and explained: "On the way back just now, I was robbed by three little thieves, and I got into a fight with them in a hurry, so that I broke this jar like this. "
"Robbery!"
The old lady's face turned cold when she heard the words, she quickly stared at Qinghong and asked: "Are you okay?"
"Is there any injury?"
"Why are you fighting with little thieves like them? Aren't they just looking for money? Just give them the money!"
"If you get hurt by them, it's not worth it!"
Seeing that the old man is not concerned about money at this time, but Qinghong's body, I feel a little warm in my heart~IndoMTL.com~ Don't worry, those little thieves can't hurt me! "
"In addition, your money has not been robbed by others."
While speaking, he had already handed over the money hidden in his pocket, including the bank card, to the old lady.
"What are you doing for me?"
The old lady shrugged her shoulders and said with a slight smile, "You should keep the tens of thousands of dollars for now. When you first arrived in this city, you didn't know anyone well. There will be plenty of places to spend your money in the future." /
"How can it be done!"
Without any hesitation, Qinghong hastily declined, "You don't get paid for nothing, I haven't helped you defeat Li Yaohua yet, how can I take your money!"
"Then how about a deposit?"
"Isn't that a bit too much?"
Qinghong raised the coins in his hand, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I just withdrew as much as 60,000, and after buying malted milk, there are still more than 59,000. Isn't this deposit a bit too much?" Already?"
"Not much, not much, just accept it."
The old man smiled in relief, turned around and went back to the house.
Now that the old man said so, Qinghong naturally didn't need to entangle him any more, and immediately put the nearly 60,000 cash back into his pocket.
"Zhu Qinghong..."
Just as he was about to step into the house, a faint voice suddenly came from behind him.
The voice sounds a little drifting, as if it is far away, but it seems to be close to the ear.
"Who?"
Qinghong turned around sensitively, and looked around vigilantly with eagle eyes.
As far as the eyes could see, under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the garden, the woman in white was standing quietly below, and now she was looking at Qinghong innocently.