"It doesn't matter if you want to take revenge or see him, but you can't cause trouble again."
An Qing walked to the door, looked at the little hammer who was still standing at the door and said, then looked at the other person and nodded, opening the door. umbrella.
An Qing walked back with an umbrella.
Then when An Qing walked to the police station lobby, all the lights in the room flickered, and then all the lights went out with a "pop", leaving only a few lights on the wall.
The emergency lights flickered dimly.
A gust of dark wind blew by, and everyone felt that their eyes were blurred, and then they saw a dark figure standing in front of Old Zhaotou.
The black hair covered his nose and mouth, leaving only a pair of eyes, which were still glowing red.
No matter how he looked at them, they were terrifying.
When Old Zhaotou saw Little Hammer standing in front of him, he was even more scared.
I was so scared that I wanted to crawl under the table.
"Don't come over, don't come over.
If I can kill you the first time, I can kill you the second time."
Old Zhao shrank under the table, swaying his body, and shouted with a trembling voice.
An Qing glanced at the man surnamed Xin who was standing next to her and wanted to say something to her, and said: "The bureau should have a camera that can take pictures at night.
There was a power outage.
The suspect confessed to the crime because of the fear of killing.
This is not considered a crime."
It’s against the rules” "Hey, that's the truth."
The man named Xin swallowed what he said and hurriedly dragged Xiao Wang, who was in charge of the items in the bureau, to find the camera.
Everyone in the bureau was silently watching the revenge story between Old Zhaotou and Little Hammer.
However, facing Old Zhaotou and Little Hammer, Little Hammer was not as angry as An Qing thought.
He just looked at Old Zhaotou and said with The sharp voice kept asking: "Where is my mother?
Where is my mother?"
The voice was like a magic spell, which made Anqing's head ache.
"I don't know, I don't know why, why, you must find that bad woman, am I not good to you?
I am your father, I am your father."
Old Zhaotou was asked this question by Little Hammer, and his eyes were filled with tears.
Straight, his voice became sharp, and he yelled, looking like he was going crazy.
"You still want to lie to me.
I clearly heard you and your mother arguing that day, and then your mother screamed and then there was no sound.
But you lied to me and said that your mother ran away with someone else.
You have been lying to me all this time."
Little Hammer Eyes The blood in his body suddenly became richer.
He pointed at the man named Zhao with his hands or claws covered with a layer of black hair and shouted.
"She's gone, she's gone.
She ran away with someone else.
She ran away secretly in the middle of the night.
Why don't you believe anything I say?
Look at you like that.
You are just like your mother.
I suspect you are not mine at all.
"Son" the old man surnamed Zhao stared at one place, but his expression seemed to be lost in memories.
He beat and yelled desperately.
"Is he really crazy?"
The man named Xin took back the night camera and saw that the old man named Zhao was going crazy.
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He asked An Qing in a low voice with some worry.
"Don't worry.
The person named Zhao was probably affected by the yin energy of Little Hammer and fell into an illusion.
Listen carefully to his words and you will know the truth.
Don't forget to take pictures."
An Qing shook his head and rubbed his hands.
He rubbed his temples, explained in a low voice, and then ordered.
"That's good.
This person can't die.
Such a person is crazy and will take advantage of him."
The man surnamed Xin nodded and sighed in a low voice.
At this time, all An Qing's attention was occupied by the old man surnamed Zhao.
I was attracted by the more and more unexpected conversations that followed with Little Hammer.
"That bitch, why are you looking for her?
Did she tell you something?
Did she say that you are not my son, you are not my son, you are just a bastard, a bastard?"
Old Zhaotou beat the ground angrily, shouted. tgt ttrgt: