For a mother who was extremely sad and had almost lost all hope, what Lao Meng said was undoubtedly a powerful medicine.
After Wu Zihao returned home and thought about it, he finally made up his mind a week later.
Wu Zihao didn't tell anyone about this matter.
He just silently returned to the work unit to cancel his leave and go to work.
Such a big thing happened at home.
People in the work unit took good care of Wu Zihao, but she refused those people who asked her to rest more.
Tian's suggestion: "After staying at home for too long, people think more and more, so they might as well be busy."
She said it with a slight smile on her lips, but her eye circles turned red again when she said it.
Most of the people in the unit were women.
For Wu Zihao's fucking experience, he could only sympathize with her and let her go.
He thought that if she got tired, he would help her take over, but Wu Zihao's fucking was not even willing to do it this time.
My habit of being lazy has changed, and I have become extremely diligent.
Not only do I rush to do everything, but I even help others with their work.
Everyone thought that Wu Zihao was trying to distract his energy, but they didn't ask any more questions, but they felt a little sad for her when they talked about it behind her back.
No one knew that when Wu Zihao actually came back to work, he was looking for poisons.
There were poisons in the poison unit, and they didn't guard against her.
Someone had a certificate to prescribe them, so she just got more every time, but it didn't exceed the loss.
Because Wu Zihao's mother's office usually sells a lot of traditional Chinese medicine, and everyone gets some, so even though it only lasted a week, she still accumulated a lot of various poisons.
Although Wu Zihao still doesn't know much about traditional Chinese medicine, she knows the effects of those poisons very well, because the most important thing for people who take medicine is not to harm others.
In the evening, Wu Zihao carefully checked the poisons she had accumulated, slowly boiled them into a pot of highly toxic soup, poured it into the small bottles she had prepared, and then gave it to the people in the unit.
One phone call and asked for leave.
"Then you have a good rest.
You are quite tired these days.
If you can't do it, just go out for a walk with your old Wu.
You will have a good time."
The leader of Wu Zihao's work unit received a call from her and knew that her family When something happened, I gave him a few words of comfort and then gave him leave.
Wu Zihao got up early the next morning before dawn.
She made breakfast for Lao Wu, packed her things, quietly locked the door, and went straight to the police station.
After a day, the most tiring thing is in the morning.
Several people from the police station who were dozing off while Wu Zihao was watching the car quietly handed over the steamed stuffed buns they had prepared earlier.
Because they were all acquaintances and Lao Wu still worked here, no one had any doubts.
They picked up the buns and ate them.
After all, they were tired after a long night.
Many people were tired and sleepy.
Who would be polite when they saw the food?
"Don't grab it, they are all there, they are all available."
Wu Zihao enthusiastically handed the buns to the people who kept coming over.
Seeing how delicious they were eating, a happy smile appeared on his face.
However, as those people ate the buns one by one, they slowly started to sway against the tables, chairs or walls: "Auntie, you, you buns."
The one who was more resistant pointed at Wu Zihao's mother said with a shocked face, but that was all he could say, and then he slowly slipped to the ground and fell asleep.
"Don't blame me, I can't help it.
You can't avenge my son.
I have to avenge my son."
Wu Zihao looked at the man who fell to the ground, frowned, explained, and slowly walked towards her I walked past the interrogation room in my memory. tgt ttrgt: