Chapter 97

"Stop! Stop for me! You scum of society..." The stupid bird who was about to be caught fighting but didn't know how to run, when the distance was only a dozen meters away, the guy actually knew to cover his head, Run away at a speed that I can't match! This made the policeman who killed them at the head of the horse very angry, and a series of swear words that damaged the image of the Huaxia police were given to Qin Zhao for free.

You are the scum of the police, the scum of society! Qin Zhao cursed back in his heart. He didn't stop under his feet, and when he ran to the wall without turning his head like the wind, he saw Cao Bing'er slipping down from the gap in the wall because of panic. He deliberately left her alone and left her to be taught by the police, but then he thought that this was his daughter who had just met... For the sake of the deep love between father and daughter, Qin Zhao hugged her by the waist and put his left hand towards the gap. With a push, he hugged Cao Binger and climbed over the wall with his strength.

When it comes to climbing trees on walls, it is an indisputable fact that girls are inherently weaker than boys. Especially at this critical moment when there is a high wall blocking the way in front and the pursuers are approaching, Cao Binger's usual mouth skills will not help her escape at all, it will only make her slide off the wall for the first time Later, I became more panicked.

It's over... Just when Cao Bing'er's calf was weak, and she found that she could no longer climb the gap and was desperate, she suddenly felt a tightness in her waist, and then her body flew up like flying through the clouds.

Ah... After swallowing the scream, Cao Binger raised her head dreamily, and saw a piece of sky blue shirt hem above a face with the corners of her lips pursed. He looked so handsome, suave and great... With just one glance, she remembered this face enough for her to remember it clearly many years later. The one who carried him and flew over the wall was the young man she scolded as a fool just now, and also her new 'won' father.

After Qin Zhao climbed over the wall with Cao Bing'er in his arms, he landed without any fancy backflips or front flips. He has always believed that the more applicable movements should be easier to do. Just like the real Kung Fu of China, it is not comparable to taekwondo and judo, which are as gorgeous as dances. Those things are only suitable for cheating children's pocket money during the summer vacation and taking up their precious play time. If they put on a taekwondo judo posture on the battlefield, they will only become the favorite targets of those special forces.

After landing steadily, Qin Zhao put down the undershirt covering his head, only to realize that there was a small river that wasn't too wide in front of him. The yellow-haired old six and the others had long since lost sight of their shadows, which surprised Qin Zhao. He didn't expect that the speed of these little gangsters' escape was much faster than he expected.

"Run south along the river bank. There is a farmers' market there. There are many people. Even if the police chase it, it will be fine." Just as Qin Zhao was considering which direction to run, Cao Binger, who was held under his arm, woke up in time. , reached out and pointed out a way out for him.

Oh. Qin Zhao snorted, and threw Cao Binger onto the bed, like carrying a sack of wheat, and ran wildly along the river bank with her waist.

"Oh... can you run slowly? I don't know if this will hurt others' stomachs?" Cao Bing'er, who had her ass up and her face on Qin Zhao's back, watched the grass below fall backwards, feeling faintly Qin Zhao's current speed may not be able to catch up with him even if others are empty-handed. It's just that when Qin Zhao jumped up to avoid a fallen dead tree, Cao Bing'er felt uncomfortable and couldn't help crying.

Looking back at the gap in the wall, there were no policemen turning over. It seemed that those people were afraid of dirtying their police uniforms. Qin Zhao stopped, put Cao Binger on the ground, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's go find your brothers."

"You just let me go like this?" Cao Binger was startled while supporting a willow tree, her face full of disbelief.

"Yeah, I can't afford a girl as big as you, so what if I don't let you go?" Qin Zhao chuckled, and just wanted to reach out and pat her* to tell her not to be a pickpocket in the future, but suddenly remembered the In the scene that happened in the ruined scene, the outstretched hand turned into a distant finger: "Here, look, your brothers are waiting for you there."

Cut, Cao Binger cut his mouth and didn't even look in that direction: "What kind of brother? It's all bullshit! If it weren't for you, which one of them would help me?" Before Qin Zhao could say anything, he asked in bewilderment: " Why are you helping me? You don't really think you are my godfather, do you?"

Only fools are interested in goddaughters like you. Qin Zhao shook his head but didn't answer her words, just said: "Have you ever heard the story about a French soldier and a hare?"

"No." Cao Bing'er, who started to worship Qin Zhao for no reason, honestly shook her head.

"After the defeat of the French Emperor Napoleon at Waterloo, the battlefield was full of fleeing French soldiers... You can tell by looking at your eyes that you guessed it right. Yes, we were like those fleeing French soldiers just now. Among them, there is one When the soldier fled desperately to avoid the enemy's close pursuit, a frightened hare jumped out of the ditch next to him and blocked him. Maybe the rabbit was frightened and stupid, and it went in the direction of the soldier's escape. He ran desperately in front of him. In order to avoid the pursuers quickly, the French soldier caught up with the frightened hare, kicked it aside with a big foot and said: 'Get out of the way! Get out of my way!'" said At this point, Qin Zhao looked at Cao Binger with a blank face, and couldn't help laughing anymore.

"What are you laughing at? Ah...you are the rabbit!" It turned out that he was beating around the bush and calling me a rabbit blocking the way... Cao Binger, who understood, raised her small fist angrily and punched Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao grabbed her wrist, rubbed it for himself with her hand, his stomach ached from laughing, and it took him a long time to stop laughing: "Okay, okay, I'm just kidding you, I'm going to annoy you .Well, it’s getting late, so let’s do it. I have to do something, so you can go find your brothers too.”

Looking at this face with a smile hidden from the corner of her eyes, Cao Binger's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and her face turned red for no reason. How long has it been since you last blushed? Cao Bing'er couldn't remember clearly. But she kept the expressions of those who bullied her firmly in her heart.

"Yo, the little boy still knows that his face is blushing, is he secretly in love... huh?" He really couldn't think of what to call this girl who deliberately pretended to be mature, so Qin Zhao had no choice but to prevaricate the names between the two of them. past.

"Fuck you, who is secretly in love with you? You are so beautiful!" Cao Binger lowered her head and used her left hand to push the hem of her t-shirt, but Qin Zhao didn't struggle with her right hand. How long has it been since this feeling of being willing to be held by a man? Haven't enjoyed it since Mom and Dad died in a car accident? In an instant, two feelings of being about to be forgotten by Cao Binger came to her heart at the same time, with a hint of sadness and melancholy.

As if afraid that Qin Zhao would notice what she was feeling in her heart, Cao Binger withdrew her right hand slightly, looked at a white cloud in the distance, and pretended to change the subject casually: "When you were running away, why did you cover your head with your clothes?" Blindfolded?"

Can you do it without covering your head? The few policemen who came after were Zhang Qingfeng's subordinates when he was the director of the Public Security Bureau. Of course, they are now Zhan Zhao's soldiers. But no matter who is their leader, Qin Zhao doesn't want to be recognized by them. Regarding Cao Binger's question, Qin Zhao just chuckled: "Haven't you heard the story of the masked robber? Shall I tell you about it?"

"Don't listen! Who cares about you telling jokes, you must be teasing me again. Well, let's stop here today, goodbye... Dad..." Cao Binger stretched out her small fist and touched Qin Zhao's left *, and then Just as he turned around and ran away, he hesitated to call a father, and then ran forward quickly without looking back.

"You can't take it seriously!" Looking at Cao Binger who ran away, Qin Zhao shouted and shook his head. He didn't want to have such a big daughter. As for whether Cao Binger was a pickpocket, he didn't care. What he cared about was that this little girl sometimes had the desire to push her down that he couldn't control. For Qin Zhao, who is now a married man, this is a very dangerous signal. Very dangerous kind.

According to Cao Binger's words, Qin Zhao saw a farmers' market within fifteen minutes of walking along the river bank.

Because it is noon and the weather is hot, there are not many people in the market, but someone always knows that the hospital where Zhan Zhao lives is next door to the market.

I bought a watermelon from a small stall, and casually picked up some fruits like apples and peaches. I was about to buy some pot stickers and soy milk. When the two of us had lunch, Qin Zhao’s heart suddenly tightened, and he put the fruit in his hand on the vending machine. At the potsticker stall, I touched my whole body. After groping every pocket, the couple selling pot stickers smiled and asked in southern dialect: "Why, do you have any money?"

"Hehe, I forgot which pocket to put it in." With a perfunctory smile, Qin Zhao acted as if he finally remembered that the money was in his butt pocket. past.

"Well, it's like fifteen yuan or sixty cents in total. Fifteen yuan is fine." The kind female boss voluntarily waived Qin Zhao's change of sixty cents, and handed him the thirty-five yuan collar Qian: "Take it well, come here often when you are free."

Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes, Qin Zhao looked grateful and stuffed the change into his shirt pocket indiscriminately. Now he can conclude that the jade ring finger must have been touched by the 'goddaughter' he just won back. Because during the time before and after climbing over the wall, he could clearly feel the presence of the wrench close to his heart.

Unexpectedly, in a moment of kindness, he was fooled by that little girl. Qin Zhao, who walked out of the farmer's market with a fruit bag, looked left and right, hoping to see Cao Binger in his heart. But apart from the passing traffic on the broad road, not to mention not a single passer-by is a girl in a white sleeveless T-shirt. On a hot day, there is not even a woman on the road.

Jade finger, a family heirloom passed down from generation to generation in the Song family for more than a thousand years, was stolen by a female pickpocket just like this? When he was carrying the fruit all the way to the corridor of Zhan Zhao's ward, Qin Zhao was still thinking angrily: If I meet you again next time, I have to give you to... why? Rape first and then kill? Just such a little girl, how can I be cruel? Sigh... I still have time to go to the antique market and see if there are similar ones to fool the old eyes...

"Stop, what are you doing?" Just as Qin Zhao lowered his head and thought about his fingers, and was about to walk into the ward where Zhan Zhao lived at the end of the corridor, he was awakened by an impolite scolding sound.

Raising his head in astonishment, Qin Zhao discovered that outside Zhan Zhao's ward, a few men in black with unkind faces stood up from the simple chairs at the door and blocked his way. Looking at the unfriendly eyes of the other party, Qin Zhao, who was upset about the finger pull, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Boy, just answer if I ask you, what are you talking about?" A young man with a cigarette dangling from his mouth stood in front of Qin Zhao, taking advantage of his height to look at this young man who dared to talk back to the plainclothes city bureau: "Say , what are you doing here?"

When you are in a good mood, you can play with female pickpockets like Cao Binger, but when Uncle Qin is angry, the consequences are quite serious. Qin Zhao half-closed his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and replied with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "If I say that I come here to sell fruit, would you believe me?"

Yell, this kid is quite arrogant. Wang Dapeng was stunned by Qin Zhao's words at first, and then flew into a rage. If it weren't for the fact that this is the ward area, and the director is accompanying his beloved baby daughter, Wang Dapeng would have used his fists to warn this boy that this is not a fruit market.

"Boy, is your body itchy? Huh?!" Wang Dapeng tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, stretched out his right index finger and pointed at Qin Zhao's chest: "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are. I just know that if you're a good dog, you won't get in the way. If you're a good policeman, you won't use your skin to frighten the citizens." Reminiscent of the nature of Zhan Zhao's current work, Qin Zhao guessed that these people should be policemen.

Originally, as soldiers serving the people together with the police, because of their similar occupations, they had a slight liking for each other. But ever since he met the gang of birds under Zhang Qingfeng's men, the glorious image of the police has been greatly reduced in Qin's heart. Now, in addition, Wang Dapeng has always been hot-tempered, and his tone is full of pride and irresistibility, so Qin Zhao, who is worried about how to get his finger back, is even more disgusted, and his words are full of provocations!