Long Aotian, who is in the third grade of primary school

"Damn it! Detective Reaper has been hiding for hundreds of episodes without being discovered! How come I was knocked out all of a sudden when it was my turn?!"

Chapter 31

A comic is a comic, and it cannot be equated with reality.

Chen An, who got the new knowledge point again, looked at the pair of eyes staring at him in front of him with twitching corners of his mouth. His behavior of using Tan Jing as a repeater was clearly seen by the flickering eyes in front of him.

Fortunately in misfortune, the owner of these eyes—the human cub who looked only four or five years old didn't seem to intend to report him, but looked at him in bewilderment.

After being dazed for a while, he bravely picked up the microphone in front of the human cub, and Tan Jing, who was worried, also received a new line.

"The so-called woman without talent is virtue. At first glance, it seems like feudal dross, but in fact this sentence contains the most respected spirit of resistance in modern times."

Lu Yisheng looked at Tan Jing wonderingly, how does this comrade policeman feel... like a primary school student reciting texts, completely emotionless?

"In order to let Mr. Yi Sheng understand better, let me tell you a story. There was once a woman who abided by women's morals, obeyed her husband, and was very obedient. Then one day that woman..."

Tan Jing paused for a while, and Chen An's pleading sound came from her ear.

"You brat! Stop it! Don't grab my trousers! Hey, don't grab my microphone, hiss...don't bite my thigh either."

"Comrade police?"

Lu Yisheng looked puzzled at Tan Jing who stopped in a strange place again: "What's wrong with that woman?"

"Uh, um... that woman was raped by the family and died."

Tan Jing covered her mouth, and her brain showed that the little one was struggling to cope with the entanglement of another smaller one. She obviously told another tragic story, but she had to hold back her almost uncontrollable smile... Damn it Awkward feeling.

"Eh?"

Lu Yisheng looked at Tan Jing in a daze: "What kind of story is this?"

"The story isn't over yet."

Tan Jing added: "The lady's father looked at his daughter who had been raped to death, and said sadly that 'a woman who has no talent is a virtue' is a well-known saying that has been passed down through the ages."

"Well, then what?"

"Uh, there's no more, this story is less than a hundred words in total."

Lu Yisheng looked at Tan Jing with a little embarrassment: "So this endless story has nothing to do with my daughter?"

Tan Jing spread her hands, she also wanted to know what it meant!

"Mr. Yi Sheng, don't you wonder why that woman died?"

"Not curious, you said it was because of domestic violence."

Looking at Lu Yisheng who still didn't understand, Tan Jing, who also didn't understand, said with eloquence: "Indeed, domestic violence was the cause of the woman's death in that story, but that woman had a father. She has her natal family, so as long as she speaks up, how can her family just sit back and watch?"

"Uh...then why don't you speak up?"

Lu Yi asked confusedly.

"The saying that a woman without talent is virtue is said by the ancients. In the eyes of modern people, the so-called "talent" refers to knowledge and learning, but what is a woman's "talent" in the eyes of the ancients?"

"The answer is three obediences, obeying the father before marriage, obeying the husband when married, and obeying the son after the death of a husband. The answer is four virtues, women's virtue, women's words, women's appearance, and women's skills. The woman who was domestically abused learned it from childhood When these 'only' grow up, they will consciously regard themselves as their husband's 'things', even if they are domestically abused, they will not say a word to outsiders."

Tan Jing said word by word: "The woman's father is very regretful, why did he let his daughter learn these 'talents'? If she doesn't learn, she will have the self-consciousness of being a human being, and will resist domestic violence. The chances of surviving will be much higher, that's why he said sadly, 'A woman who has no talent is a virtue'."

"So, that's what this sentence means."

Lu Yisheng had an educated expression, and then changed the topic: "But Comrade Police, I didn't teach Luli the feudal dross of three obediences and four virtues. Instead, I trained her as a successor and devoted everything to her. Give her the resources I can find, and your story doesn't seem to help me."

"Is it really?"

Tan Jing shook her head noncommittally and said, "Mr. Lu Yisheng, I don't need to guess, just looking at your daughter's appearance, I can tell that your family education is very strict."

Lu Yisheng shook his head and said: "Where is it, this is far from the tutoring 'I have received'. Today's children... just don't know how to endure hardship."

"You must have rejected many 'willful' requests from your daughter, right?"

Lu Yisheng frowned, showing dissatisfaction with Tan Jing for the first time: "Comrade policeman, this is my family business."

"Yes, so I won't judge your education. I just want to tell you——Mr. Louison, you are killing your daughter's 'resistance' spirit and training your 'daughter' to obey authority."

"gab!"

Lu Yisheng frowned and said, "My daughter is fine."

"Sir, it's actually very simple to know if your daughter has any problems. You can order her to do something 'excessive', for example... Is there anything your daughter doesn't like to eat?"

"Xiangcai, that child is very picky eater."

"Then order her to eat a large plate of parsley."

Tan Jing, who had fully entered the state, said to Lu Yisheng: "Not only eat coriander, but also order her to get up and clean up when she is asleep, order her to smash toys, order her to do all kinds of things she doesn't want to do thing."

"Eh... so what if she does everything?"

Lu Yisheng asked with some lack of confidence.

"If she refuses your order, it means that her spirit of resistance to 'unreasonable authority' is still there. If she obeys your orders, it means...she is dying."

Tan Jing followed Chen An's words, shaking her head in the tone of an old Chinese doctor: "Once people get used to obedience, they will be like the woman in my story, choosing to swallow her humiliation for injustice and pain, maybe she is lucky I found a man who doesn't suffer from domestic violence, but it's hard to guarantee that she won't encounter gangsters who extort money, and it's hard to guarantee that she won't encounter bosses who deliberately make things difficult."

After finishing speaking, Tan Jing stood up, picked up a pen and paper and wrote down her mobile phone number, and pushed it to Lu Yisheng who was absent-minded.

"This is my phone number. If your daughter has really lost the spirit of 'rebellion' and has no bottom line obedience to authority, then call me, and I will help find a way...Of course, if possible , I still hope you don't fall to the point where you call me."

After speaking, Tan Jing stood up and looked at Chen An.

Chen An also put down the microphone, looked at the Zhenghuan human cub who was playing with the paper crane, heaved a sigh of relief, and then looked nervously at Lu Yisheng.

Most of his energy was taken up by this brat, and he only spent two or three points of his ability, and the effect was unknown...

It seems that I have to make up for the comics, and learn how the death detective managed to hide so many episodes without being discovered.

Chapter 32 The Barefoot Goddess Doctor

After getting out of Lu Yisheng's house and getting into Tan Jing's car, Chen An rubbed his chin and said, "You're done, the next thing is to wait for this Mr. Yi Sheng's call."

"Which one will sue?"

Tan Jing raised her hair, and after taking off the earphones, she looked at Chen An with embarrassment and said, "This is the first time in my life that I have made a repeater for someone. I obviously participated in the whole process, but I am still a little confused now... You don't want to Persuaded that man to give his daughter sick leave? What did you talk about in the end, especially that woman who is ignorant is virtuous? Is it really a story about domestic violence?"

"Is it that important whether it's true or false?"

Chen An shrugged and said, "Actually, it's not impossible to tell Luli's father straight to the point, 'Your daughter is sick', but I'm personally more used to taking things step by step."

"Cycle progressive?"

"Yes."

Chen An snapped his fingers: "If you want a stranger to believe you in a short period of time, you have to set up a character set of 'this person is worthy of trust' in front of him. The police uniform is to reflect your identity. The story is to show your knowledge, and leaving blank is to increase the sense of mystery, and now a prominent, knowledgeable, and extremely mysterious character has been established in his heart."

"……and then?"

Tan Jing looked at Chen An blankly.

"And then there's—parking."

Chen An said confidently, while Tan Jing stepped on the brake subconsciously, and then Chen An casually opened the car door at hand, under Tan Jing's astonished gaze, Lu Li, who had been waiting outside the car door for a long time, came in short.

"I'm ready."

Luli's small face was tense, and her fearful face mixed with trembling gave Tan Jing an expression that the child was about to rush into the mountain of knives and sea of ​​fire in front of her.

"In fact, elementary school students are not afraid of mountains of knives and seas of fire."

Chen An shook his head to Tan Jing and said, "Because it is impossible for such restricted-rated images to appear in our world, Luli's current expression looks as if she is about to break into the hospital ahead."

"Does what I'm going to do next have anything to do with the hospital?!"

Luli looked at Chen An with a pale face, "Am I going to smell that weird smell again?"

"It has nothing to do with the hospital, maybe? What you have to deal with is just a big plate of coriander... right?"

Chen An said uncertainly.

"Why is there parsley?"

Luli bit her lip, her body trembling uncontrollably: "I'd rather go to the hospital and confront the doctor who wants to vaccinate me, than deal with coriander."

"Student Lu!"

Chen An firmly pressed Luli's shoulder, looked at the terrified primary school student in front of him, and said seriously: "Listen up, classmate Lu, although I have told you before, but now I will emphasize it again, next What I want to explain is related to the life and death of future cram schools and the research and development of time travel."

"Uh... um."

"Next your father will ask you to do something you don't want to do, but as long as it's not something that will hurt you, you can try to do it. If you can cooperate perfectly, two months of sick leave should be enough. Approved."

Luli took a deep breath and then took another deep breath, and then nodded vigorously with a desperate look.

"Come on then, good luck."

Chen An opened the car door, and looked at Luli who was going away with a little worry.

"I was just messing around with you with the idea of ​​doing my best."

Tan Jing looked at the two little ones who had colluded with each other in amazement: "But now I believe that you can really ask for two months of sick leave."

"It depends on Luli's performance."

Chen An shook his head and said: "If she can't get past the threshold of 'coriander', there's no way for that middle-aged man to leave the impression that 'her daughter is really sick', and my next plan will be out of the question .”

"For the two-month vacation, even if there is a large plate of coriander in front of her, she will hold her nose and eat it. It doesn't even matter if the hospital breaks into him once?"

Tan Jing looked at Chen An thoughtfully and said, "And after she passes the test successfully, her father will call me, and I just need to direct his attention to your grandma, right? By the way... Is your grandma really a doctor?"

"Emm, how should I say it?"

Chen An rubbed her chin, recalling her mother's mother, the appearance of her grandma in this life: "She is a peasant woman, and she doesn't have any medical qualifications."

"Huh? Isn't that the end?"

Tan Jing looked at Chen An in confusion: "The little one's father seems to be very cautious, a farmer can't fool him."

"Although she doesn't have a medical qualification certificate, my grandma is a self-taught miracle doctor. She learned medical skills from a book picked up on the side of the road, known as one of the three great books, the 'Barefoot Doctor's Handbook'. , went to the countryside to fight with a lot of witches and priests, used a piece of medicine and fifty cents to snatch patients who were in a hurry to go to the doctor from the hands of the witches, and single-handedly wiped out the feudal superstition in the countryside Doubt about life."

Chen An said with a touch of emotion: "So even though my grandma is a farmer, after she finished her medical studies, she hardly did farm work for a day. As soon as the neighbors heard that she had farm work, they immediately rushed to her farmland from all directions. , do her farm work in a hurry, so as to free up time for my grandma to find more patients."

"It's just a barefoot doctor..."

Tan Jing looked at Chen An strangely: "Obviously she is a peasant woman who has learned some medical skills by herself, but after you have modified her like this, the image of your grandma in my heart has inexplicably increased."

"My grandma was already very tall."

Chen An seriously corrected: "She ran barefoot in the farmland, forcibly feeding medicine to farmers who were afraid of taking medicine, and the image of not leaving without taking medicine is the belief of countless poor people in the third world."

"How can such a great man have such a cunning grandson?"

Tan Jing recalled how she was repeating her lines as a repeater, and said helplessly: "The stories you made up, and the tone of your speech, all reveal a maturity and calculation that children shouldn't have."

"Huh? Is there such a thing?"

Chen An rubbed his chin and asked puzzledly.

"What's your question? Didn't you just say those words?"

"Uh, I didn't pay much attention."

Chen An shook his head and said, "After all, I've been pestered by a child who looks like he's only three or four years old. I had to fold a thousand origami cranes for her to beg her to let go. I stacked more than 50 cranes in a row."

"You've been stacking thousands of paper cranes? Then...the lines you gave me..."

"While peeking at Luli's father's expression, I made it up temporarily, hiss... I have to say, this thousand paper cranes are hard to fold,"

Tan Jing looked at Chen An in horror. This child actually figured out other people's psychology and made up his lines on the spot in such an environment where his attention was seriously disturbed.

It's not that she hasn't heard of the so-called 'child prodigies' in the world, but have those 'child prodigies' ever had this... magical type?

Chapter 33 The Hated Language

The next day...

Chen An looked at Luli, who was lying on the desk with her face buried in the textbook, and hesitated to move forward.

After the God-God duel on the rooftop, he became more and more familiar with this "social terrorist" who surpassed the "social bullying patient". It was the first time seeing Luli who was out of breath.

"Are you going to play off?"