The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Mr. Liu, I presume you already know who I am. I can tell you clearly now that if I'm in trouble, you won't have it easy either. I'm a mad dog who can bite people at any time. You should know what to do!" After saying that, Shi Zhengjie hung up the phone fiercely.

Now, Shi Zhengjie, a well-known figure in the Southern Min underworld, was truly at his wit's end.

"A Fang!" Shi Zhengjie's face darkened.

A man of about thirty years old responded and entered, standing behind Shi Zhengjie and respectfully replying, "Brother, please instruct!"

"Tell me the course of events of today again!" Shi Zhengjie said, narrowing his eyes.

When Shi Zhengjie learned the root cause of his downfall, his face instantly twisted, obviously extremely angry inside.

"Wang Song, I won't let you go."

The next day at noon, Zhang Yuze returned home from school and found that Wang Song, the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade of the sub-bureau, was actually in his house, sitting on the sofa with his mother, talking about something. Judging from their grave expressions, something seemed to be wrong.

Seeing Zhang Yuze return, a smile appeared on Wang Song's face, and he beckoned to him, saying, "Yuze! You've grown so much! Uncle hasn't seen you in years. Come over and let Uncle take a look."

Hearing Uncle Wang Song's words, Zhang Yuze also showed an embarrassed expression. Uncle Wang Song and his mother, He Xiuying, were old acquaintances. Back when his mother was still an ordinary police officer, he was the director of the police station where his mother worked. He often went to his mother's unit to play at that time, so he was very familiar with him. Wang Song especially liked to tease him when he was a primary school student, but that was also a matter of years ago. Later, due to work transfers, Uncle Wang Song was transferred to the Municipal Bureau and then to the Criminal Police Team of the Sub-bureau, but he didn't expect that Uncle Wang Song still recognized him now.

In Zhang Yuze's memory, Uncle Wang Song was a very righteous person, so Zhang Yuze had the idea to get his help this time, and the facts proved that he did not disappoint him!

"Uncle Wang, what are you talking about with Mom? Why do you both look so unhappy!" Zhang Yuze asked Wang Song with a smile.

"A big bad guy ran away, how can Uncle be happy? By the way, come to Uncle's house to play often when you have time! Your Sister Qian also often nags about you! It's been years since you've been to Uncle's house. Don't not recognize your Sister Qian when you see her on the road!" Wang Song looked at Zhang Yuze sternly with a straight face.

Perhaps it was because he was a policeman, but even when Wang Song was talking to ordinary people, he always liked to keep a straight face, speaking as if he was interrogating a prisoner, but Zhang Yuze also knew that this was his temper, so he didn't mind. And Sister Qian he was talking about was his daughter, two years older than Zhang Yuze. He also met her when he went to the police station.