Chapter 110 Plaster Is Not Plaster
Policeman B is not a muddleheaded person, he immediately smashed it hard, and the ground was covered with debris.

Fatty Hei's expression remained unchanged, the old god was there.

A few policemen gathered around and searched on the ground, but apart from the broken plaster, there was really nothing hidden inside.

Is it a waste of time to run this time?
Policeman B frowned tightly, and when he was thinking about what to do, the little girl's childish voice came from his ear: "This is not plaster, it smells bad, it's not something delicious!"

Little Taotie loves to eat by nature, and has a sensitive nose, able to distinguish good from bad food.

The smell of gypsum on the ground is not the smell of gypsum. Sometimes gypsum can be used as medicine. Gypsum has the functions and functions of clearing away heat and purging fire, eliminating annoyance and quenching thirst, astringing sores and promoting muscle growth, dampness, and hemostasis.

Little Taotie can be sure that this thing is not plaster, the whole thing is not plaster!
Plaster isn't such a bad smell!
As soon as this remark came out, policeman B suddenly realized, and the fat black man on the side roared angrily: "Shut up, you little monster, shut up! Policeman, catch her quickly, she is not human at all, she is a monster! She is a demon! Confused, can't believe her!"

Tao Mo pulled out the saber from his crutch and pointed it at the fat man, yelling louder than him: "Shut up, fat man! How dare you slander my good granddaughter! I will sue you for slander, slander ! Let you sit in prison!"

The police hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man who was ready to go crazy at any time, maybe a black fat man would be pierced through by an uncontrollable man, and comforted him: "Don't be angry, don't be angry! Don't worry, our police will distinguish right from wrong, and will not let a bad guy go of!"

Policeman B ordered: "Put away these plasters and send them to be tested!"

His sharp eyes fixed on the black fat man, and he said coldly, "You just pray, if these are not plaster, you just wait for the death penalty."

Fatty Hei knew that the situation was over, and he became weak. In addition to his heart injury, he fainted all of a sudden.

His subordinates were trembling, afraid that something might be wrong.

But they still hold a glimmer of hope in their hearts. The boss said that this is the latest method. Most people will not find any problems in the test and will only think it is plaster.

Qin Xin and the life assistant finally rushed over, but the affairs here have almost been dealt with.

Qin Xin stepped forward to pick up her younger sister, looked her up and down, saw her forehead was red, and worried anxiously: "What's wrong? Why is her forehead red?"

Tao Ti rubbed her forehead, and waved her little hands indifferently: "It doesn't hurt anymore! It's okay!"

She beckoned to her second brother mysteriously, asking him to get closer.

Qin Xin leaned over, she opened her pocket for him to take a look, and quickly closed it again.

She bent her eyes and smiled: "See? Is it good-looking?"

Qin Xin: "..."

Too fast to see anything!
Seeing my younger sister smiling, I didn't want to spoil the fun, so I could only nod: "It's pretty, very pretty!"

"This is my trophy! When I go back, I will give one to my eldest brother, one to my second brother, one to my grandfather, one to my grandpa fan, one to my elder brother Xiaobin, one to the old monk master, and one to the bald brother. , Brother Comb, one..."

Counting, she tilted her head, feeling a little helpless.

"Oh!"

"It doesn't seem to be enough!"

"Hahaha, what good things should be given to grandpa, let grandpa have a look!"

Tao Ti beckoned secretly, "Look quickly, don't let the police uncle see it!"

(End of this chapter)

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