Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Who sent it?

What do you want to do?

Or, what is his purpose?

Obviously it can be sent directly to the city bureau, right?

Why do you have to send it to yourself alone?

As long as you are not a fool, you can probably guess that the person behind this has other meanings.

Although Su Zhixiao has been frowning slightly, but at this moment, the corners of his mouth seem to be hooked up.

Afterwards, he put the photo in his trouser pocket, and as for the cardboard boxes used for packaging, they were all thrown into the trash can.

Since the other party can be so arrogant, it is impossible to be stupid enough to leave evidence on the box.

The photo was taken, and I unconsciously stroked my chest a few times with my hand.

As soon as I picked up the phone, I wanted to make a call, but I quickly hung up before I could connect.

"Sister Su, there's a meeting."

Coincidentally, there is a meeting in the brigade office.

Squeeze your mind:

"Here." Trying to calm himself down.

......

the other side.

The group has arrived at the airport.

The leading man made several calls, but apparently, the other party didn't answer.

The assistant had a smirk on his face:

"Cough, Brother Yan, sister-in-law may be busy."

No way, who made Yange's daughter-in-law a people's policeman?

Busy, but can't take care of home.

The man waited until he hung up the phone automatically, then lowered his arm and glanced at the assistant in front of him:

"Do you want to talk more?"

Mr. Fu's heart is very clear.

Until boarding the plane, the other party didn't say a call back.

Seeing that, the man's face became more and more cold.

......

Criminal Police.

It was time to get off work, and Su Zhixiao got up and prepared to leave.

It was only now that he took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and he missed three full calls, as well as a WeChat message.

--'Officer Su, your man is going to go to the desert to shoot, don't read it! ’

Say shit!

When the time came, the phone called back.

"Sorry, the user you dialed has been turned off, please try again later..."

The information was sent half an hour ago. If you think about it, it should be on the plane now.

Darkening his eyes, he put away his phone and went downstairs.

But he didn't go home.

Drive the car and head towards the old house.

Su Zhixiao is not stupid, and of course, he won't really cover up anything.

But before that, it has to be clarified.

Also, didn't the person who mailed the photo still did nothing?

To put it bluntly, I just want to play a game of cat and mouse.

That being the case, then, to accompany to the end is!

......

Twenty minutes later, Lexus stopped at the old house.

In the house, the children ran out first:

"Mom~"

Su Zhixiao caught his son, but the little boy didn't pounce, but stuck to his mother's lap obediently.

"Didn't you go out to play today?" asked.

The kid shook his head.

"have you eaten?"

"did not eat."

Just then, Aunt Feng came out:

"Young lady, dinner is ready."

Hurry up.

Mother and son entered the door holding hands.

However, before eating, Su Zhixiao went to the old man's room.

After nearly two months of treatment and recuperation, the old man's injuries have basically recovered, and his complexion has turned a lot more rosy. Unlike the initial period of time, he was not in a good mood, and his face was pale. It really looked like ....

"Grandpa." shouted.

The old man was leaning against the head of the bed, with a pair of reading glasses on his face, and was reading a book.

Hear the sound, look up:

"Zhixiao is back? Come and sit."

Laugh very happily.

Su Zhixiao sat down according to the words, his face did not show anything, as usual, smiling:

"Grandpa, how is your health during this time?"