Chapter 387 My fat girl
Cui Li could not be reached, Feng Lun’s mobile phone number was empty again, Han Qian had no time to eat at home, while riding a motorcycle I called Zhao Wangu, but it was Han Qing who answered the phone.
"Qian'er!"
Han Qian stopped his motorcycle and took a deep breath.
“I don’t blame you at all, just be careful!”
Zhao Hanqing whispered.
"I can't help it! That Taoist priest was staring at my wife and my mother in Shengjing. I...I only recently found out that my wife was pregnant when I left. Qian'er, I..."
Han Qian took a deep breath and sighed.
"I know, I understand, you brought these children to see Feng Lun."
"Yes! Jiawei contacted me after he found out! Jiawei, I, Feng Lun When the three of us were together, Jiawei made it very clear that he could help Feng Lun catch a few children, and would also help Feng Lun solve some people and problems. At the same time, he also put forward conditions that Feng Lun could not touch. Jiayi and the bell”
Han Qian let out a long sigh again.
"My eldest daughter must have been present at the time."
"I don't know, I...I can only do this, Qian'er! I violated one..."
"It's okay, it should be! Protect Protect your family first. Jiawei is with Feng Lun. Does Feng Lun know where he is? "
"I don't know! We also made an agreement that he will not appear in Shengjing and I will not expose him. any whereabouts.”
"I know, but there's something! You should immediately check Yang Caihuan's previous whereabouts and see who has coerced confessions from her and put pressure on her. Find a few big ones first and arrest them if you can tonight. , look for me by the way, my Cui Li should be in Shengjing.”
“I understand.”
After hanging up the phone, Han Qian thought about it and called Luoshen. one.
“Where is my daughter?”
“She is chasing dogs in the yard. She has reached an age where both cats and dogs dislike her.”
Luo Shen looked at the girl riding an Alaskan in the yard, feeling somewhat helpless in her heart and murmuring in a low voice.
"Why are you not ladylike at all?"
Han Qian heard this and he murmured in a low voice.
“Because her mother is not a lady, I want to ask you something, little fairy, but don’t worry too much. I am very curious about some of the things that have happened recently. Our daughter learns something every day, and you don’t What do you want to teach?”
“Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and poetry, food and clothing, etiquette and rules.”
"Huh?"
"No one taught me."
"Yeah!"
"My daughter and I have less time to study, and we basically only talk to me at night. She will ask a lot of questions that she shouldn't think about at this age. Most of the time she is around Luo Qing or Zhou Ma and Liu Shengge."
Han Qian lit a cigarette and whispered.
"Did you know that Yang Caihuan is dead?"
There was silence on the phone for a long time, and Luo Shen let out a long sigh.
"I couldn't accept it for a while. I remember she was pregnant."
Han Qian also took a deep breath.
"Yes, I took the child with me! Feng Lun has been to the capital, and my daughter has met him. I don't understand how my daughter, who is less than six years old, and the little nerd Jiawei persuaded Feng Lun Damn it, call your daughter over?”
Luo Shen shouted, but her daughter didn't come over. She started fighting with the dog, and she chased and hammered the Alaska, which weighed more than 100 kilograms.
If it were anyone else, it would be easy to say that Han Qian could do anything, including Ling Dang, but for the two children Beloved and Jiayi, Han Qian had no way at all.
Very rebellious.
Telling Luo Shen to pay attention to safety, Han Qian hung up the phone after nagging for a few words.
Arrived at the morgue, looking at Tu Xiao, Wei Tiancheng and Li Jinhai, Han Qian scratched his head, Tu Xiao opened his mouth, and Han Qian took the lead in extending his hand.
"Don't say anything. Just scold me for my daughter's mistakes. How about feeling unsatisfied?"
Wei Tiancheng pushed up his glasses with a weird look on his face and whispered.
"It's strange. I cooked three big bowls of rice as soon as I got home, and went to bed without crying or fussing. It's like I've really grown up."
Han Qian looked at Tu Xiao then looked at Li Jinhai.
“Second uncle, what did Duo Le say?”
Li Jinhai's expression was not normal either. He squatted in front of the coffin, lit the paper in the basin, and sighed.
“I didn’t say anything about Feng Lun. He asked me a few questions, and I didn’t know how to answer them. He asked me what Yang Caihuan had done wrong, and asked me whether it was a crime to force Yang Caihuan to death? Why? The mistakes Feng Lun made must be borne by an unborn child and a pregnant woman. Didn’t Feng Lun also do a lot for Lao Gu? Moreover, the people Feng Lun threatened were all illegals. Why were there so many Do you want Feng Lun to die? I...I can’t answer."
Tu Xiao curled his lips.
"If you have anything you can't answer, just answer your ugly questions. I'm sorry for you two, but I'm embarrassed to say it!"
Han Qian pulled up a chair and sat on it, lying on his hands. Looking at Yang Caihuan lying inside the coffin, Han Qian sighed.
"Caihuan, what's the matter? As long as you live, there is no problem that cannot be solved! I also specially told you to call me if you have anything, anything is fine!"
I ordered one Smoke, Han Qian said again.
"Although it's too late to say anything and can't change anything, I still want to nag you. After all, it's because of me that you met Feng Lun! You, why don't you understand? Why don't you know, you are Feng Lun's salvation, you are the light in his life. ""Yang Caihuan, what a nice name, colorful and full of laughter, especially when you smile, it is so healing. Why is it so?" Can't think of it?"
Han Qian reached out and touched the glass coffin lid.
He sighed again and lay on the coffin helplessly.
“It’s coming when it comes!”
“Have you figured out how to die?”
“You won’t be the first to kill me.”
“Yes, so I went to see Su Liang.”
Han Qian sighed again and smiled.
"Yang Caihuan is really cute!"
After saying that, Feng Lun grabbed Han Qian's hair and threw it towards the coffin. When his nose was less than an inch away from the coffin, Feng Lun stopped. Okay, Han Qian hit his head on the coffin lid, Feng Lun said coldly.
“I didn’t hit you.”
Han Qian covered his face and grinned.
"I know, I volunteered!"
"I contacted Li Jiawei, and then he brought your eldest daughter to meet with me. There was an agreement between the two children and I to cooperate. Except for Wei Busong, The other children were brought to me by your eldest daughter."
After finishing speaking, Feng Lun grabbed Han Qian's hair.
Bump!
After his whole face hit the coffin, Feng Lun grabbed Han Qian's hair, his eyes were scarlet, and his face was pale, and he growled ferociously.
"I'm a fucking scum, I'm a criminal, but I won't do anything to children or pregnant women, and you are more scum than me, more beasts than me!"
Han Qian raised his head and wiped it. Nosebleed, asked.
“Do you know who did it?”
Feng Lun bent down and said ferociously.
"Do I need to tell you? Han Qian, I won't kill you today, because my wife and children are here. Your daughter and Jiawei showed their sincerity to protect your junior, and I, Feng Lun, also I won’t take action against them, but keep an eye on the others!”
Han Qian stood up and pointed at the coffin.
"Two days and two nights is the limit. No one can touch you during these two days. You can also buy burial soil on the day of burial!"
"You can't touch your woman!"
“Oh.”
“I don’t want to be cremated.”
"This is very difficult, maybe Su Liang can do it!"
Feng Lun stood up and strangled Han Qian's neck. Han Qian grabbed Feng Lun's wrist with his backhand and kicked Feng Lun in the stomach. Lun instantly flew out and fell to the ground. Han Qian went up and kicked Feng Lun in the head, saying angrily.
"What are you calling me? I have arranged a path for you, and I have arranged a life for you. You don't follow my lead, and now you blame me? Lin Zongheng, Chen Qiang, Liu Shengge, Li Shaoqi, how many people in Baitao want to touch me? I can't protect Yang Caihuan? No one around me has succeeded in protecting him. Are you blaming me now? Don't let Yang Caihuan be cremated and buried. Wait until Yang Caihuan is over. I'll wait for you to come to me to settle the score!"
Han Qian turned around and strode away, Feng Lun gritted his teeth and said angrily.
“Why should I be your dog? Why should I be your military advisor? Han Qian, you don’t know how much you owe me but you don’t know?”
"It's clear, so I've been protecting you, and you also know that I'm protecting you, so you've taken the blame for me again and again. Don't think you feel so uncomfortable. I've known Caihuan earlier than you did!"
Han Qian left, Feng Lun got up and sat on the chair where Han Qian had just sat and looked at the woman in the coffin.
Feng Lun suddenly understood what Han Qian said.
"Feng Lun, we are different, you have no responsibility!"
Feng Lun looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes were moist, and he said softly.
"I really don't like you, but I feel that I need you. Maybe I don't deserve a life like this."
Feng Lun took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.
"Who will die first, you or Li Shaoqi?"
Baitao curled her lips as she read the text message. The window suddenly shattered in the next second. Baitao, who was on the eighth floor, ran into the bedroom window before she dared Look downstairs.
A man wearing a white robe waved something in his hand at her.
Baitao's cell phone rang again, and there was another text message, not the same number as before.
[Do you think this brake looks like the one in your car?]
Attached is a photo. Baitao's scalp went numb for a moment, and he immediately called the police.
People were arrested!
A mental illness certificate.
Han Qian came and took the people away.
Han Qian didn’t dare not answer the call because a monk was unloading the battery from his mother-in-law’s electric car.
(End of this chapter)