I want to be a super cop

“…”

Zhong Tianzheng's lips wriggled and wanted to say something, but he had nothing to say.

Since it's a lottery.

There must be a certain chance of not winning the prize.

Just write it again or thank you for your patronage. You didn't win the prize. Do you want to be so direct.

instant.

Zhong Tianzheng thought in his heart that the system programmer must be a straight man of steel and speak simply and rudely.

"You suck a bit," Mr.

Zhong Tianzheng silently greeted ouhuang Mahua vine from his heart and whispered, "you can't lose once."

Adjust your mind.

Zhong Tianzheng reached out to touch the turntable again.

After a fancy turn, the speed of the turntable slowed down again and stopped again in the eyes of Zhong Tian.

"No winning!"

Still a few words without feelings.

“*%…”

Zhong Tian looked at the turntable expressionless and touched it again.

"No winning."

"No winning."

“……”

Although the real murderer is Zhang Ye.

However, Zhang Yifei's attempt to replace the charges should also be punished by the law.

Moreover, after Zhang Ye committed the crime, he just saw the scene by looking for it, but he chose to cover up. Instead of reporting and exposing him, he also chose to take the blame for him. This choice is even more wrong.

The two main men in the family went into the detention house.

Zhang's funeral was meaningless. His two daughters and son-in-law took over and arranged the funeral. Two days later, Zhang was buried.

The day of burial.

Grandpa got up very early. After he boiled hot water, brushed his teeth and washed his face, he took out the prepared razor, wet his face, looked in the mirror and carefully hung his white beard and beard. He looked as if he was a few years younger.

When you're done.

He opened the cupboard under his bedside again, put on his military uniform, looked at the mirror on the wooden cabinet, carefully sorted it out, and his expression was very serious. No one wanted to help him.

Wearing his military uniform, he put on his military coat, carried Zhang Lao's box and walked out.

Most of the rural areas in Hunan Province are mainly buried.

The same is true here in Pengjia village. The burial place of old Zhang was selected in the cemetery on the top of the mountain.

Grandpa had insisted on carrying the coffin for old Zhang, but they stopped him. Instead, Zhong Tianzheng and his uncle took turns to play.

There were eight people in front of and behind the coffin, all young and strong middle-aged.

The process of burial is actually very hard. Although the custom of kneeling is abolished in many places, there still needs to be a ceremony in the middle, and the action is slow and takes a long time.

Especially on the road up the mountain, it was even more difficult. The road was narrow, and the slope of the mountain was very large. In addition to the snow, the number of people in the later stage was increased to 12.

Grandpa was in his seventies and insisted on reaching the top of the mountain. As Zhang's coffin fell, the crowd gradually dispersed.

He bent down and put the box in his hand on the ground. When he opened the box, there were old military uniforms, medals and certificates neatly placed in it.

"Salute!"

Grandpa shouted angrily, paid a standard military salute, and then put the box into the cemetery and buried it with the dust.

The whole process.

Grandpa didn't say a word.