Village Doctor's Magic Hands

The relationship between Bai Wushuang and master duanchen is extraordinary. So far, it can be said that it is the only clue for Zhao Sanjin to find master duanchen. Whether she knows Qin Wanrou or not, whether she is an enemy or a friend, Zhao Sanjin must not watch her fall into Qin Wanrou's hands.

So.

Where is Zhao Sanjin free to do that kind of thing with that woman on the sofa? After the hasty end of the battle, he ran out with his pants.

The door of room 520 next door is open.

Zhao Sanjin stood at the door and looked inside. Strangely, he didn't see Qin Wanrou or Bai Wushuang. The living room was empty. He pricked up his ears and listened without any movement.

What happened?

Seeing this, Zhao Sanjin's eyebrows wrinkled. He had excellent hearing. He shouldn't have heard wrong just now. Is it... Qin Wanrou's action is so fast that he has taken Bai Wushuang away?

With such doubts, Zhao Sanjin hesitated a little, couldn't help but step forward and walked into room 520.

The pattern of this room is the same as that of 521. There are two bedrooms and one living room, plus a kitchen and a bathroom. Zhao Sanjin first checked the bedroom and there was no one. Then he checked the kitchen and there was no one. Finally, he strode to the bathroom door and pushed it.

The door of the bathroom opened slowly. When it was half opened, suddenly, a dark muzzle came into Zhao's eyes.

"Shit!"

Zhao Sanjin's special forces these years were not white. When he heard a loud noise, he immediately understood what was going on and responded very quickly. With a bang, he closed the door half way up and turned around and ran.

"Stop, run again and I'll shoot!"

The soles of Zhao's feet were smeared with oil. When SA Yazi ran to the door of the room, Qin Wanrou, who was hiding in the bathroom waiting for the rabbit, chased out and broke his drink.

stop? Stand up, fools don't run.

Zhao Sanjin can be sure that Qin Wanrou was the only one in the bathroom. Bai Wushuang didn't stay inside. He should have never come back after going out. Moreover, Qin Wanrou didn't see his face.

Because of the incident at the mall yesterday, Qin Wanrou had a bad impression of Zhao Sanjin. She even suspected that Zhao Sanjin was involved with the two women who took private drugs. If she caught her, it would be great.

Most importantly, Zhao Sanjin doesn't know until now that Bai Wushuang is the behind the scenes behind the two women. His appearance in Bai Wushuang's room is tantamount to "sitting down" his crime. Let alone jumping into the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, even if he jumps into the Pacific, I'm afraid it will be difficult to clear up.

Zhao Sanjin ran very fast, like a cheetah. Qin Wanrou chased the door of room 520, but he had run to the stairs. The situation was in crisis. Instead of taking the elevator, he rushed down the stairs.

"Team Guo, a man ran out and must stop him!" seeing that he couldn't catch up, Qin Wanrou called his colleagues blocked at the exit to encircle and intercept Zhao Sanjin.

During the run, Zhao Sankin's ear moved and vaguely heard Qin Wanrou's cry.

And help?

I recall that when I saw Qin Wanrou's police car at the gate of the community, there was a middle-aged man sitting in the co driver's seat. Zhao Sanjin screamed bad, so on the second floor, just in case, he didn't go out from the front door, but turned to the left, casually found a room, kicked open the door of the room, and rushed in without saying a word.

"Ah!"

The sound of kicking the door fell, followed by a woman's scream.

"You, who are you?" then there was a man's panicked voice.

Zhao Sanjin was stunned for a moment and subconsciously followed the prestige. It didn't matter. His eyes suddenly stared as big as a copper bell. Three black lines appeared on his forehead and blurted out: "old cattle eat tender grass?"

Zhao Sanjing really just found a room casually, but he never thought that there was another heaven and earth in the room.

There is a man and a woman sitting on the sofa in the living room.

To be exact, the man was lying flat on the sofa, while the woman was sitting on the man.

On the floor next to the sofa, a pile of messy clothes were randomly discarded, both men's and women's, but they didn't wear any clothes.

Seeing this sudden scene, Zhao Sanjin was surprised. In his mind, he immediately came up with the scene of doing that kind of thing with that woman on the sofa in the living room in room 521 upstairs. It was like a familiar experience.

What makes Zhao Sanjing feel a little uncomfortable is that the man in front of him must be at least 50 or 60 years old. His frightened old face is covered with dense wrinkles, like linen. The hair at the temples and on the top of his head is gray, and his body is not strong. There is a pair of eyeglasses on the bridge of his nose. His temperament is quite good. At first glance, he is gentle and like a teaching craftsman.

Hiding in the arms of the old man, however, was a completely young woman. She died in her twenties. She was as beautiful as a flower and in bud. She should be about the same as Xiaoman. Her body was still developing. Her skin was as white as jade, her hair was a little scattered, and her face was red, just like the sunset glow in the sky.

If two people sit together in clothes, they will certainly be mistaken for grandpa and granddaughter in terms of age, but now they hug each other naked. Obviously, there is something fishy in it.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhao Sankin smiled, closed the door of the room with his backhand and strode across the sand. It was impolite. He sat down on the next chair and stared at the pair of men and women, old and young. First, he asked the little woman, "are you... A student?"

This little woman is about the same age as Xiaoman. Xiaoman has just graduated from high school. If she doesn't drop out of school, she should also be a student. That's right.

"Who are you?" the little woman looked at Zhao Sanjin and didn't answer the question.

Zhao Sanjin ignored her, turned to the old man and asked, "are you...?"

"I..."

Zhao Sanjin asked the old man with a blue face in one sentence. It seemed that Zhao Sanjin had guessed right.

Zhao Sanjin has heard a lot of such things before and often reported on the news, but this is the first time he has seen them with his own eyes.

Beast!

"Who the hell are you?" the old man covered his body with his clothes. Hearing that Zhao Sanjin didn't know his identity and didn't specifically follow him, he was secretly relieved, and his confidence became stronger.

"Man."

Zhao sanking his mouth and suddenly took out his mobile phone.

"What do you want to do?" the old man suddenly became nervous.

"Guess."

Zhao Sanjin pretended to smile mysteriously, turned on the camera from his mobile phone, and took a snap at the old man and little woman opposite.

"You... You..."

The old man's face turned black at once. Take pictures? He suddenly realized that Zhao Sanjin was probably pretending. If he didn't know him and didn't come for him, why did he take pictures?

"Yan Zhao men" is a household name. Once Zhao Sanjin takes photos and spreads them, it's not fun. Now that the network is so developed, it's estimated that it can spread all over the city overnight.

Obviously, Zhao Sanjin is trying to stink him.

"Don't worry, since God has arranged for us to meet, it shows that we are destined. Since we are destined, if we don't take photos as a souvenir, wouldn't we be sorry for God?" Zhao Sanjin stopped after taking about a dozen photos.

"You can't do this. Give me your cell phone and delete the photos!" the old man was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. If he didn't wear clothes, he would have jumped over and robbed it.

Zhao Sanjin put the mobile phone into his pocket and said, "here you are? Why do you give it to you? The mobile phone is mine and the photos are taken by me. Of course, the copyright belongs to me. If you want..."

"What do you want? Make an offer!"

An old man is an old man. He has rich life experience. As soon as he listens to Zhao Sanjin's tone of voice, he knows that Zhao Sanjin wants to threaten him with those photos and get something from him.

Zhao Sanjin thought for a moment and said, "in my opinion, it's better. I have a few questions to ask you. Every time you answer one correctly, I'll delete one..."

"OK, I promise!"

The old man was too anxious to help. He nodded and agreed without thinking. In his opinion, since Zhao Sanjin certainly threatened him and was willing to sit here and talk about conditions with him, there was still room for maneuver.

"First, tell me your..."

"Xiao Li, you go there, I go here, search for me, one by one, even if you dig three feet, you have to find that guy for me!"

To Zhao's surprise, he just wanted to ask the real identity of the old man in front of him. Suddenly, Qin Wanrou's voice sounded outside the door, followed by a burst of messy footsteps.

"It's endless." Zhao Sankin couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Police, open the door!"

Zhao Sanjin's room was very close to the entrance of the stairs. Qin Wanrou searched one by one. He just farted and knocked on the door.

Zhao Sanjin didn't want to see Qin Wanrou at this time. He couldn't help it. He scolded secretly. He had to stand up, turn around and go to the opposite window. After opening the window, he turned back and smiled at the old man and little woman on the sofa: "Don't stop, you continue, just as I've never appeared. If you tell the police about my whereabouts, I'll send your photos to the Internet and let you be a net celebrity."

The words fell, and Zhao Sankin jumped out of the window.