I want to be a super cop

"Hiss..."

Yu Cheng subconsciously took a breath and looked at Zhong Tianzheng: "Chen Sheng? Can't you? " Then he took out his mobile phone, unlocked it, opened the call record, pulled the call interface, and looked at it dragging up and down.

"Ah."

Zhong Tian wrapped an expressionless cigarette in front of him. Without continuing to talk, he looked at him operating his mobile phone: "look."

Talking room.

Yu Cheng has begun to find it in the historical communication records.

His personal communication is still very frequent. It takes a long time. He found the call records of those days and pushed his mobile phone forward: "this one?"

"Yes."

Zhong Tianzheng looked at the phone number and nodded.

that day.

After answering the phone, Zhong Tianzheng heard the voice and thought, "what do you think?"

Yu Cheng reached out and patted Zhong Tianzheng's knee: "we don't say much between brothers. I understand you. If you need my cooperation, just speak."

"OK."

Zhong Tianzheng did not hide, nodded and promised.

Soon.

After smoking a cigarette, Zhong Tianzheng got up and left.

Ah Xiang, who had been waiting downstairs for some time, couldn't help but wonder after seeing Zhong Tianzheng: "what did you say to brother Cheng? Why can't I sit by? "

"I'll let you know what I can let you know. Since I let you go, there must be a reason to let you go." Zhong Tianzheng shook his head and didn't intend to tell her about it.

This matter.

To some extent, the fewer people you know, the better. Yan Zhaoxing is a good example.

If Ah Xiang is also trapped, he will inevitably suffer some innocent harm.

"Well, since you're willing to tell me, forget it."

Ah, Xiang skimmed her mouth and didn't say anything, but the disappointment at the corners of her mouth couldn't be concealed and was slightly rich.

"Alas, a woman is a melon skin."

Zhong Tianzheng sighed in his heart and said comfortingly, "well, well, it's not that I don't tell you, but that it's not good for you to know."

"OK, I see."

Ah, Xiang's pouting mouth received a little and reluctantly accepted Zhong Tianzheng's bitter conscience.