The Forensic Wife of the Dark Schemer

The other party didn't expect to be recognized like this. She immediately raised her hand and broke it, struggling to open he Huajin's control, and the knife in her hand attacked quickly.

He Huajin couldn't dodge and was stabbed again.

The other side seems to have found that he Huajin has some physical problems through the fight. It seems to be a wrist. In order to prove his conjecture, the other party focused on the wrist of Chaohe Huajin.

"Damn it!"

He Huajin is a little exhausted today and can only make a quick decision.

But as soon as the idea flashed, he Huajin thought of another thing. Over the years, he always felt a shadow behind him. But whatever he did, he couldn't get them out.

Just right. You can try it now.

He Huajin's hand to block the knife loosened, and the whole man fell to the ground. When the other party saw the opportunity, he knelt on the ground and stabbed it with a knife!

Just as the knife was about to pierce his neck, the other party was suddenly kicked open and hit the wall. Through the faint light, he Huajin saw her outline clearly.

Is that her?

He Huajin frowned. The other party had picked up the knife and ran away quickly.

"Who are you?" he Huajin sat up from the ground and looked at the person who suddenly appeared. He was not surprised.

A man's hoarse voice came from the darkness, "fourth young master, we just obey orders to protect you. You need to go to the hospital now. Please get on the bus."

He Huajin stood up and said, "even a car? No, since you don't say who it is, how can I know if you have another purpose for me." then he Huajin left.

The man standing in the dark hesitated and didn't let anyone follow, but reported the situation tonight to his boss.

He Huajin confirmed tonight that there was indeed a shadow behind him.

It seems that someone has been following him secretly since he remembered. At first he thought it was from his own Laozi, but later he found it was not at all. Because every time his father sends someone, he will let him know. That also means... His range of activities is controlled.

Wipe!

It's hard to remember.

He Huajin moved, and the knife wound on his arm was burning. The pain made his teeth hiss. In the final analysis, he is only a 19-year-old boy. After all, he has a childish side.

He Huajin took out his cell phone, called and said, "Hey, I'm in XXX. Drive to pick me up. Keep your voice down when you come out. Don't let my mother find out. If my mother finds out, I'll cut you."

The threatened driver: hehe, if you have the ability, go to your wife.

He Huajin hung up the phone and sat on the roadside waiting for the car. I wanted to ask about his mother's wrist. Now don't want to ask anything when I'm injured. I can't ask, but I have to hide.

But his mother realized his main combat effectiveness of not becoming a soldier. If he hid, it would be difficult to do it.

He Huajin giggled and thought about the possibility of playing tricks on his mother over the phone.

This makes it clear that it is impossible. His mother never talked with him on the phone. Their agreement was also face-to-face. The phone said that they would be doubted.

He Huajin is worried.

The next day, he Huajin looked in the mirror in his room and felt that it was normal for him to wear long sleeves on June day. In order to keep the, he also put on his trousers.

One morning, several members of the he family were there.

He Huajin came down from upstairs and said to he Bicheng on the sofa, "good morning, brother."

He Bicheng was looking at the newspaper. He turned his head and frowned, "Xiao Si, are you sick?"

"No," he Huajin said with a smile, "I wear this because it's popular recently. I'll roll up my sleeves when I go out."

He Bicheng nodded and said, "be careful not to get heatstroke."

"No." he Huajin looked around, moved to he Bicheng and said, "brother, where's my mother?"

"In the back garden."

"Oh, good." then he Huajin moved towards the back garden with his face unchanged. As soon as he left, he Bicheng smiled.

Zhang Xiaohao just entered the room. Looking at he Bicheng's smile, he also smiled and said, "it seems that Xiao Si is looking for Aunt Qin?"

He Bicheng said with a smile, "well, I guess I'm going to talk about being a soldier, but there's little hope." my aunt can't be persuaded by saying a few good words. Besides, it was decided by my uncle to let Xiao Si become a soldier, and my aunt won't object.

Zhang Xiaohao nodded and said, "well, the list has come down. Xiao Si is on top."

"So fast?" he Bicheng was surprised.

Zhang Xiaohao said, "you know how fast uncle he works. He said he would let Xiao Si go. Who dares to stop him. It was decided by Uncle Qi himself." the seventh uncle in everyone's mouth was the seventh among he Liuyang and other people in those years. Now he is the general director and chief instructor of the special brigade.

He Bicheng nodded and looked at the way he had just returned from the outside in his military uniform. He wondered, "didn't you come back to sleep last night?"

"There's a temporary task," Zhang Xiaohao said, bending his neck and stretching his muscles and bones. "It's almost dawn. I didn't sleep all night."

He Bicheng smiled and pointed out: "but I think your spirit is OK, and you came back specially?" Zhang Xiaohao always rested directly in the office and then came back.

Zhang Xiaohao's movements were slightly stiff, his face was slightly hot, and he said vaguely, "I won't tell you. I'll go to sleep first. Let mom Zhang and them stop calling me later."

"OK." he Bicheng smiled, flipped the newspaper and said again when he went upstairs: "my sister will be back at about nine o'clock. Don't oversleep."

Zhang Xiaohao blushed and ran upstairs without saying anything.

Back garden.

As soon as he Huajin saw his mother, he immediately raised a big smile on his face, "Mom, you got up so early today."

Qin Ting was taking care of the flowers in the back garden. Hearing the sound, she smiled. Although it is approaching 50, it is no longer beautiful, but because of proper maintenance and self-cultivation, it still looks pleasing to the eyes and has a unique taste.

"What's wrong with being so good all morning?" Qin Ting didn't have to look back. She knew that her son had something to ask for, and she probably guessed what it was.

"Mom, look at what you said. Is your son like that? I haven't seen you all day, so I miss you." then he Huajin put his hand on Qin Ting's shoulder, smiled and said intimately, "but mom, seriously, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

Qin Ting put down the tools in her hand, turned her head and looked at her son's young and childish face. She smiled and said, "the mouth is so sweet. It seems that there is something really wrong."

He Huajin raised a big smile, "Mom, you forced me to say it. I really have a little thing to ask you for help."