Instructing her daughter to practice throwing knives, the police were frightened and asked to file

Chapter 81 Who Are You?
Professor Qin Tian's eldest daughter?

Li Ju's expression suddenly became less calm.

When talking about Qin Tian's daughter, how could people not think of Qin Lan'er, who uses flying knives and is cunning as an elf?

And when it comes to Qin Lan'er, the opponent's flying knife stunt, which seems to be carrying a precision rifle with him, is very troublesome.

Even though Qin Laner passed his observation, there was no risk of being anti-social and anti-human.

But in the bottom of my heart, I was still a little worried. According to the ancient words, Qin Lan'er has the heart of a hero.

This also means that maybe one day she sees something that does not conform to her values, and she will probably take action.

At that time, it is likely to cause irreparable consequences.

His filing of Qin Lan'er was not only a precaution, but also to protect Qin Lan'er.

With Qin Lan'er as a lesson from the past, even though Qin Yue'er, who was practicing swordsmanship in the video, did not show anything beyond common sense, he was somewhat concerned.

"Professor Qin Tian, ​​what the hell is he doing?" Li Ju rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. During this time, Qin Tian's name appeared too many times in his life, which made him feel exhausted hearing this name.

"I heard that he was teaching his daughter how to practice swordsmanship." Chen Guanghua said.

"Practice sword?" Li Ju frowned slightly, of course he knew it was practice sword, after all Qin Yue'er was holding a long sword in his hand.

"Huo Ruyi shoots the nine sunsets, and he is like a dragon soaring like a group of emperors."

"Come like a thunderbolt and stop the wrath, but stop like the river and sea to condense the light."

Under Li Ju's gaze, Chen Guanghua read four lines of poetry gently.

"Why are you reciting poems all of a sudden?" Li Ju looked at Chen Guanghua, I am standing here now to hear you explain to me what sword practice is, not to listen to you reciting poems to make right.

"This is a poem written by Du Fu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, who was shocked after watching Gongsun's sword dance."

"Since then, Gongsun Jianwu has become a swan song, only appearing in poems."

"However, Professor Qin Tian's daughter said that what Professor Qin Tian taught her was the legendary Gongsun Sword Dance." Chen Guanghua said eloquently.

"Gongsun Jianwu?" Li Ju frowned slightly.

He now knew what Chen Guanghua meant.

"We have no reason to monitor them. What's more, it's just practicing swords. If we have to monitor them, we will send people to monitor the martial arts school, the grandparents who dance swords in the square, what kind of fighting hall and so on. .”

"I can't wait to break each of you into five parts. There is no one to pay attention to these trivial matters." Director Li returned the mobile phone that was playing the video to Chen Guanghua.

"." Hearing Li Ju's straightforward words, Chen Guanghua shrank his head, not daring to say anything.

Yesterday in the group of colleagues, I heard them talking about the provincial public security video conference, and Director Li was scolded bloody by the provincial department.

Now it seems that he is still angry, so he should stop embarrassing him.

But everything has already happened, and it is obviously impossible for Chen Guanghua to repent now.

"You were transferred from the criminal investigation department to the archives room before. During this period of time, the work in the archives room will be put on hold, and you will return to the criminal investigation department to cooperate." Li Ju's words fell into Chen Guanghua's ears.

"Ah?" Chen Guanghua was dumbfounded.

"Ah what? Do you have any opinions?" Li Ju asked coldly with a straight face.

"No, I have no objection." Chen Guanghua shook his head sincerely.

"If you have no objection, report to the criminal investigation department." Director Li waved his hand and left.

Chen Guanghua stood where he was, with a surprised expression in his eyes.

In such a hurry?It seems that there is indeed a big move.

Picking up his mood, Chen Guanghua walked towards the criminal investigation department. It seems that he does not belong to the archives room for the time being.

In a blink of an eye.

Three days have passed.

Qin Yue'er's progress seemed to have stagnated, or even regressed. There were white marks on the wooden dummy, but there were very few sword marks.

But Qin Yue'er was not discouraged, on the contrary, in these days of cultivation, Qin Yue'er's eyes became brighter and brighter.

despair!
despair!
despair!
In the sea breeze, Qin Yue'er slashed at the wooden dummy against the headwind with one sword after another.

Crisp sounds rang rhythmically in the yard.

Qin Lan'er seems to be obsessed with the live broadcast recently, perhaps, she can't extricate herself from the voices of female heroes among the audience in the live broadcast room.

Every day when I get home from school, I like to turn on the live broadcast.

Today, Qin Lan'er was preparing to perform a throwing knife for a rare occasion, which naturally made the audience in the live broadcast room excited.

In the past few days, they were numb to seeing Qin Yue'er chopping up wooden stakes every day.

The reason why he stayed in the live broadcast room was not to be able to watch Qin Lan'er use the flying knife stunt on the spot?
"Xu Xun Flying Knife, God Ha Wudi." Using Cantonese again, which is not standard, Qin Lan'er placed the phone in a place where she could clearly see her next show of the flying knife.

The audience in the live broadcast room wept with joy when they saw that Qin Lan'er finally understood the reason why they endured the boredom and persevered these days.

Fans who call themselves "Blue Rabbit" are even more happy to beat gongs and drums, shouting to the sky.

Their long-cherished wish finally came true today.

However, just as Qin Lan'er walked into the yard, the doorbell rang.

Qin Lan'er blinked and looked at Qin Yue'er.

But Qin Yue'er didn't seem to hear anything, and still maintained the frequency of her slashing.

Qin Lan'er looked at the middle window on the second floor again.

That was Qin Xing'er's bedroom. During this time, Qin Xing'er was reviewing her homework every day when she came back, and basically stayed in the room if she had nothing to do when she got home.

And the tempting smell of rice coming from the tip of her nose also let Qin Lan'er know that Qin Tian probably won't be able to draw her hand at this time.

Seeing this, Qin Lan'er pursed her mouth slightly, hid the throwing knife she had originally taken out in her hand, and walked towards the gate.

Well, well, it seems that Qin Laner and the daughter-in-law are destined to suffer.

Qin Lan'er grumbled in her heart, and walked towards the gate.

When she opened the door, a pretty woman about 30 years old with a little makeup was standing outside.

"You are?" Qin Laner's eyes shone with vigilance the moment she saw the woman.

"Hello, is this Qin Yue'er's home?" The woman was also taken aback by Qin Lan'er's sudden defensive gesture, but she just regarded it as Qin Lan'er's gesture to a stranger. Guarded, didn't care.

"." Qin Lan'er looked up and down at the woman in front of her.

She is a very good-looking aunt, but compared to her own mother, there is still a gap.

Immediately, Qin Lan'er was relieved a lot.

"Are you looking for your sister?" Qin Lan'er asked.

"I'm Qin Yue'er's teacher. I have something to discuss with your father." The woman is the music teacher who teaches sword dance in Qin Yue'er's class. She rolled up her hair blown by the sea breeze and smiled softly.

(End of this chapter)