Those Years When I Was an Animal

As soon as the system saw that he was soft, his heart naturally softened, and his paw loosened, "well, listen to Qingyu."

Yu Qingyu sighs in his heart. The system is very good, but He has a unicorn.

Han Zhujing is standing in the hall of the police station, looking sad. He never thought that his usually kind uncle and aunt would send him here.

Accusation or tomb theft, damaging national interests? Ha ha ha How could he receive such hospitality.

Just because these people are destroyed?

Can they stigmatize him just because their men are ruined and their women are disfigured?

What did he do wrong?

Was he wrong to show them the gold bar?

No! It's them who are wrong.

"I didn't, I didn't do anything, they were slandering, police uncle, you believe me!" Han Zhujing is a little like crazy roar.

"Comrade police, he is a tomb robber. Otherwise, where did he get the gold bars? I have seen his father secretly sell cultural relics."

"Yes, yes, yes, comrade police, you must arrest all of them. They must be tomb robbers.

Otherwise, they didn't farm land or do business for more than ten years. They didn't get so much money. His family also built five large tiled houses with ceramic tiles on the outside. "

"Comrade police, you must arrest him. Although he is young and has been broken behind his back, we were ordered by him to make the beast so that we stopped their family from robbing tombs."

"All the wild animals, comrades, can you send people to kill all the beasts? They're going to attack humans. It's terrible. "

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Every word of the villagers was like a knife in his heart.

Han Zhujing's eyes were red. "It's Huang Daxian who made you like this. Why do you want to frame me? Why?"

Why? Of course, they didn't dare to offend Wong Tai Hsien. This time, they were taught to be like this. Who knows if they annoyed him, they would still have a life. They dare not hate Huang Daxian and dare not make you a half boy.

Relatives? It's nothing compared with life!

Han Zhujing's family was charged with stealing a tomb, but they studied the plan for several days.

As the saying goes, three cobblers are superior to Zhuge Liang. Don't say that their method is a little crooked.

Hans's usual financial sources do sell some cultural relics, which are also found by the original owner at various tombs.

It's not particularly valuable, but it's enough for the Hans family to live a good life in the village.

The police saw that all the people in the village identified the Han Zhujing family, and they had subconsciously believed in the villagers.

"Han Zhujing, right? Where are your parents? "

Yeah. What about his parents?

Oh, yes. His father got better and ran away. He didn't know where he was.

His mother was bullied into a neuropathy by these villagers, and now he is still crying at home.

No, he can't arrest like this, or what the hell?

The policeman rapped impatiently on the table: "answer."

Han Zhujing swept everyone's faces one by one and bowed his head, "Uncle police, our family has not stolen the tomb, but my father is lucky to have been able to earn money."

Policeman: how do you explain the gold bars

Han Zhujing, "..." What should I do?

He said it was given by cone. I wonder if they will believe it.

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Where are all the cute kids today?

How few votes, whining Tickets, maintenance!