Dressed as a wronged stepmother, I was pampered by three villains

The big monkey-charming brother had a strong sense of justice. He pointed here and said loudly: "How can a loving mother force her own son to perform arts? That child is not as tall as my monkey. Isn't this ridiculous?"

After the monkey brother finished speaking, two government servants came over and blocked Zhang Biluo's retreat. Zhang Biluo took his time and said with a smile: "You have misunderstood. My child is too naughty and does not know how high the sky is.

, then I brought him out to see him."

One of the government officials frowned and said, "Boss, this woman is full of nonsense. I bet she is an accomplice of the group just now!"

Only then did Zhang Biluo notice that there was another person behind him, the one who was revered as the "boss". This person was wearing a black outfit, with a sword on his waist, and he was very energetic with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The "boss" said to the Yamen servant: "Everything must be based on evidence and cannot make any rash comments." After saying this, he stepped forward and bowed, "This lady, my surname is Xing Mingjing, is the head catcher of the Yamen. I have something I want to ask you."

Oops, it turns out that Mr. Xing’s name is Xing Jing. The name really fits the occasion.

Zhang Biluo was blessed and said: "My little girl's surname is Zhang, may I ask?"

"The person who was performing here just now is Mrs. Zhang's son?"

Zhang Biluo smiled and said, "Mr.

Know."

Xing Jing nodded slightly, what she said made sense, the address was there, and you would know if it was true or not by sending someone to ask. Xing Jing winked, and the two government officials handed over their hands, and took over the task to investigate.

The big brother who played the monkey secretly thought to himself: He probably made a mistake in this matter. If this woman was a kidnapper, she would have been frightened to her knees long ago. How could she be so calm?

He scratched his head and asked, "Is that kid really your kid?"

Zhang Biluo smiled and said: "It's absolutely true."

"Did I make a mistake?"

"How about you give me some compensation?"

"I just want to ask you a few words. Are you in no pain or itchy? What kind of compensation do you want!" The eldest brother was afraid that he would be blackmailed, so he ran away, "Sir, my monkey is still being looked at by others, so let's go first!"

The big monkey brother slipped away, and Zhang Biluo asked: "Master Xing, are we just hanging out on the roadside here?"

Xing Jing looked around and pointed to the nearest tea shop, "Let's go there and have a cup of tea."

Zhang Biluo wished for it, and thought to himself: Just now I was worried that I was wearing old clothes, and that people in the bookstore would turn them away without even reading the content. This time, it's better. Since you have sent it to my door, I have to go even further!

The two of them went into the tea shop and sat down. Dr. Tea served tea. Zhang Biluo asked in a low voice: "Master Xing, did you catch all the kidnappers in that trip just now?"

Xing Jing was slightly startled. Except for Da Da and his brothers in the yamen, no one else knew about this. How did she know?

Zhang Biluo asked again: "There should be sixteen children in the cellar. Did they bring them back one by one?"

Xing Jing pulled out the waist knife and asked sharply: "Who are you?"

In the tea shop, those who drank tea, played chess, and played Shuanglu all fell silent and looked timidly here. Zhang Biluo smiled slightly, dipped his fingertips in tea, and drew a few strokes on the table, "

Sir, look."

Xing Jing's eyes lit up, she raised her hand to signal the tea guests to continue playing, and then asked in a low voice: "What is this?"

Zhang Biluo smiled and took a sip of tea, "This is the map I drew. A letter was sent to you this morning. Isn't this what was drawn on one page? You led the team to find the kidnapper's den and made great achievements. This

Will you forget everything soon?"

“Is it really you?”

Okay, I'm just waiting for you to thank me!

Zhang Biluo said sternly: "You don't know, I got these clues by pretending to sell my children. If I wasn't accused by mistake, I don't want to take credit for it. I am a widow with three children, so

What if the kidnapper has an accomplice and revenge comes to his door? I hope Mr. Xing will understand and help me keep the secret."

Xing Jing nodded, "Xing understands that the evidence in this case is conclusive and he can be convicted without the lady's presence."

Zhang Biluo thanked Xing Jing, then possessed the drama essence, sighed quietly, then lowered his head, with tears in his eyes, "After dealing with kidnappers these days, I finally did something for the people. Even if I am hungry,

, even if the children at home cry from hunger, and even if the neighbors misunderstand me, it’s all worth it.”

After speaking, he wiped the corners of his eyes very artificially, but hesitated to speak.

If Xing Jing didn't understand this, then he would be the head catcher for nothing. Xing Jing asked, "Mrs. Zhang, are you in trouble?"

Zhang Biluo coughed softly, and when the tea was stronger, the taste became stronger, "It's not difficult, Mr. Xing has business, so I can't trouble you. It's okay, it's really okay, I will definitely get through it!"

"

Mrs. Zhang provided clues but did not take any credit. How could a young man like Xing Jing, who is full of righteousness and integrity, not think about her?

"It doesn't matter, just say whatever you want. If Xing can be of help, I'll do it without any hesitation."

Zhang Biluo was pretentious for a long time, and finally he was willing to take out "The Slave Catcher," which he had written last night, and said softly: "The little girl has admired the Master Catcher since she was a child. You can ensure peace for the people, which is reassurance for the people."

He was very happy to be praised for his reassurance. Zhang Biluo added: "I have no other skills. I can only write some storybooks. I wanted to take them to the bookstore, but I was afraid of being rejected."

Xing Jing took the page and was immediately shocked by Zhang Biluo's handwriting, "Ms. Zhang, your handwriting is quite unusual."

Zhang Biluo was in a good mood, "Why is this unusual?"

"Normally people wouldn't write in such a... illegible way."

Zhang Biluo Ren!

Xing Jing worked very hard to identify the handwriting, stumbling and stumbling to read the whole story. He was good at handling cases, but had little experience in writing articles. He asked doubtfully: "Ms. Zhang, the little raccoon cat can use a throwing knife. This is a bit exaggerated.

Bar?"

"This book is written for children. Besides, why can't civet cats use flying knives? Those scholars can meet ghost foxes in the wilderness and spend a spring night together!"

After Zhang Biluo finished speaking, he thought to himself: It seems that the deception just now was not enough. Xiao Xing's sense of social responsibility must be stimulated, so that he can help us do things without having to whip up his whip.

"Mr.

, and even more afraid that their personalities will be distorted and they will become the rats despised by the world. Because of the above, I came up with the idea of ​​​​writing a childish fairy tale book. The first chapter is about outsmarting the warehouse thief, the second chapter is about capturing the human trafficker, and so on.

You are the prototype, and the various tricks used by kidnappers to coax children have been added to the story. Do you like it?"