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"Sorrow is deep and dreams are gone, how much gray hair grows. The most bitter beauty dies early, hurts the lonely night, hates the idle night."

"I can't bear the sound of the rain at night, I can't bear the sound of the heavy spring, and I feel sad. I can't sleep after exhausting all the lights and flowers, and there is no one in the desolate south..."

The people on the stage waved their sleeves, wiped their tears with handkerchiefs, and sang sadly.

"Where did this play come from?" Zhong Chengyi pressed his aching temple, and casually asked the officer next to him.

The officer was also a little distracted just now, and he paused for a moment and said: "Oh, Lord, now we are singing the fifth rain dream."

Zhong Chengyi squinted his eyes and looked at the people on the stage, and asked again: "Did he accept the thing you asked to give last time?"

"No."

Zhong Chengyi sighed softly, and when he was about to leave, a soldier walked into the box, leaned into his ear and said, "Master Fang San was arrested by Zhang San from the patrol station."

Zhong Chengyi frowned, "Why?"

"In Chunfang Pavilion, I almost gave Shen Fu to that. You also know that Shen Fu is very staunch. He went to Chunfang Pavilion to discuss business with foreign devils. He ran into the third young master, so he called the police and arrested him. gone."

"Okay, I got it." Zhong Chengyi ordered the adjutant next to him again, and said, "Tell Qin Ming that I'm leaving, and tell him to stop singing dramas that hurt the spring and autumn, and hurt his body."

The autumn wind in October still made people a little cool, but it also dissipated Zhong Chengyi's feeling of sleepiness just now.Just as he was opening the car door, a little boy bumped into Zhong Chengyi suddenly. Although the little boy looked very thin, the impact just now caused Zhong Chengyi's elbow to hit the corner of the open car door, and there was a numbness there. After reading the scriptures, Zhong Chengyi gasped uncomfortably.

The adjutant next to him saw Zhong Chengyi rubbing his elbow, and thought he had injured it. After all, Zhong Chengyi's arm did have an old disease, "Master, what's wrong? Did you hit it? Do you want to go to the hospital? Children nowadays are all frizzy. "

"It's all right, let's get in the car." After getting in the car, Zhong Chengyi unconsciously touched his pocket and found that his wallet was missing, and frowned.

There was noise in the interrogation room of the police station. "Do you know who I am? I'm Fang Qiming, the third young master of the Fang family. You arrested me whether you have eyes or not."

"Third Young Master, we are just doing routine work. You can calm down and have a sip of tea. You can leave after we ask questions." Zhang San hurriedly comforted him.

Fang Qiming looked at the nodding and bowing man in disdain, took a sip of the hot tea in front of him, and slowly waited for Zhong Chengyi to come over.

"Yo, Lord, why are you here? I'm looking for the chief." The person who answered the phone at the police station saw Zhong Chengyi's sudden arrival, and was a little flustered.

"No, I'm here to find Fang Qiming, where is he?"

"Master, you said Third Young Master, I know, I will take you there."

Half an hour later, while signing the record sheet, Fang Qiming complained: "Chengyi, you are too slow to come here, if you come later, I will go to jail!"

Zhong Chengyi lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Oh, you deserve it. It's not easy to provoke Shen Fu. Although his family is only engaged in academics? But now he is doing business with foreigners in the French Concession. If you provoke him at this time, you are provoking foreigners, and it would be easy for you to go to jail."

Fang Qiming unceremoniously took the cigarette case from Zhong Chengyi's hand, and when he was about to smoke one, he was bumped by a child.

"Stop! Damn kid, I told you to stop! Did you hear me!" Zhang San chased after him and shouted.

Because the little boy bumped into Fang Qiming just now, Fang Qiming grabbed his arm, "Little boy, don't you know how to apologize for bumping into someone? Didn't your parents teach you?"

The little boy struggled desperately, babbling.

[Mute? 】Zhong Chengyi threw away the cigarette butt that had been smoked in his hand, and crushed out the last flame of the cigarette butt with the sole of his shoe.

"I'm sorry, two masters, I disturbed the two masters, are you injured?"

"Oh, it's okay." Fang Qiming glanced at the little boy, then turned to Zhong Chengyi and said, "Chengyi, let's go."

Just as they raised their feet and were about to walk out of the police station, a man dressed in a long gown walked up to him. He had a handsome face and passed Zhong Chengyi. A faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted from the man. After looking back.

Sitting in the car, Fang Qiming saw that Zhong Chengyi was delayed getting into the car, so he couldn't help urging him, "Chengyi, come up."

In the car, Fang Qiming looked at Zhong Chengyi's distracted look, and joked, "Hey, our general Zhong has a spring heart." Seeing that Zhong Chengyi didn't reply, Fang Qiming felt very bored, and didn't continue to ask.

A man and a little boy were sitting in the interrogation room of the police station. The frantic little boy became much calmer when he saw the man in the long gown.

"Name?"

"Lin Xinshu."

"gender?"

"male"

"birthday?"

"Xinsi year winter month twenty-two"

Zhang San routinely asked for some information, looked at Lin Xinshu, then looked at the little boy and said, "Who are you?"

"teacher"'

The patrolman frowned, thinking that the little mute was dressed in tatters and stealing, and thought that he probably had no family members, so Grandpa didn't say anything, leaned back on the back of the chair, squeezed his sore neck and said: " Then what, you should know why he was arrested."

"I know, but he won't do such things as stealing," Lin Xinshu said firmly.

Zhang San was stunned for a moment, and then continued, "We will investigate, but if you want to take him back now, you still have to pay the bail first."

After Lin Xinshu paid the money, he was ready to lead the little mute away.

Zhang San glanced at the words on the paper, and stamped it: "I will give you an answer in about three days."

Lin Xinshu looked at Zhang San: "Okay, thank you sir."

It was already dark when we left the police station, and the temperature was much colder than in the daytime. Lin Xinshu looked at the tattered clothes of the little mute and asked, "Is it cold?"

The little dumb sign language [not cold]

After a while, the little mute tugged at Lin Xinshu's sleeve, saw Lin Xinshu looking at him, and hurriedly signed in sign language [Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I'll trouble you to run again] and then lowered his head.

Lin Xinshu looked at the little mute and said, "It's okay, is grandma's illness still serious?"

The little mute paused and nodded.

Lin Xinshu said: "It's okay, I'll figure out a way about the money."

The little mute was speechless.

Zhang San looked at the patched dark blue cloth wallet on the table, but there was no penny in it, only a dilapidated photo, thinking that maybe the little mute really picked up this wallet.Zhang San flipped through the inside of the wallet, and found that the word "clock" was embroidered on the interlayer inside.

Hurry up and call Zhong Chengyi.

"Hi, hello, I'm looking for General Zhong."

The person on the other end of the phone simply asked Zhang San about something, and then informed Zhong Chengyi.

After a long time, Zhang San heard a response from the other end of the phone, and hurriedly said: "Master, your wallet is in our bureau. When will you be home, I will have someone send it to you?"

Zhong Chengyi paused for a while and replied: "No, I'm free tomorrow afternoon, and I'll go to the police station to get it then."

"Okay, sir, I'll be here all day tomorrow, and you can come anytime."

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"Yo, my lord is here." Seeing Zhong Chengyi coming, Zhang San hurriedly put down his feet on the table.

"Master, sit down." Together they got up and ordered the little patrolman next to him to make tea.

After a while, Zhang San came out, holding the patched wallet in his hand, and handed it to Zhong Chengyi respectfully, "Master, I checked it, and nothing was lost, don't worry."

Zhong Chengyi took the wallet, rubbed it lightly with his fingers, "Yes." After speaking, he got up and left.

As soon as the adjutant opened the gate of the patrol station, a group of reporters with flashing lights blocked the door.

"Master, may I ask what is your relationship with Mr. Qin Ming?"

"Master, may I ask if the Buddhist beads that Mr. Qin Ming is carrying are from you?"

"Grandpa..."

Zhong Chengyi frowned in dissatisfaction, the eyes illuminated by those flashlights were terribly uncomfortable.When the people in the patrol station saw the battle, they hurried out to chase people away.

Zhong Chengyi didn't answer, and got into the car.

The author has something to say: Zhong Chengyi was steady in the early stage, but he was also a bit foolish, and he was really shameless when he chased Lin Xinshu in the later stage.

Also, this article is HE, but there will be more abuse in the follow-up, but only for the plot and other characters. The protagonist's emotional line is easy, so everyone can rest assured.

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