I just want to be self-reliant

Zhao Dezhu is not so narcissistic yet, he thinks that any woman will fall in love with him.

In school, he is just a big guy from a file. Compared with the little cocks of the same age, he is rich and mature, of course he is different.

It is nothing in society.

For example, Officer Zeng was so happy only when he encountered a job that didn't require boring work.

There was pouring water, introductions, and Zhang Luo taking things again. It felt like Zhao Dezhu came to the police station to propose a marriage, so she was so happy to wag her tail beside her.

The director is a very calm old policeman. After seeing the positioning display screen that Zhao Dezhu took out, he also felt the azimuth and distance of the satellite search in the yard. Then he returned to the office and began to calculate the ratio against a large map on the wall.

It was quickly confirmed that this place, nearly 500 kilometers away, has reached the northwest of the neighboring province: "Do you know where this is?"

Yue Dongzi didn't understand the local customs here at all, and shook his head in a daze along with the female policewoman with shofar braids next to him.

On the contrary, the red-clothed designer understands and is familiar with it: "Shuxi plateau and mountainous area?"

The director smiled bitterly: "This is indeed in line with the situation of previous similar cases. After the criminals got the vehicle, they immediately moved the vehicle to the plateau mountainous area, because the vehicles used in these places are closed and the land is sparsely populated. The possibility of inspection is very low, and it often becomes the whereabouts of stolen cars, so...even if it is like this, it is not easy to recover."

Indeed, as a police station in the jurisdiction, there is very little support for recovery, but if you go to the bureau to queue up such cases as criminal fraud cases, this kind of case is nothing, and it is far less popular than the 500,000-level theft case.

So what can be provided here is to send a policeman to go with the letter of introduction and police equipment, and go to the local police station for help.

A yawning male police officer was called out, and the director whispered some precautions to him.

Zhao Dezhu reconfirmed with the designer: "We are really going to drive out for two or three days. You just borrow this car, so you don't need to go with it?"

Unexpectedly, Xi Lianying actually said, "I've been there twice for a self-driving tour, let's learn more about your social experience."

Zhao Dezhu finally heard the meaning of the other party's brooding.

Haha laughed: "I don't have much culture, but Boss Song's words today are rewarding. You may be a good designer by doing the right thing at the right time, but the people in the room today are not rushing to make troubles about design at all. Yes, I deliberately ridiculed or belittled you, but it was actually for your own good."

Xi Lianying almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "I still have to thank you?"

Zhao Dezhu waved his hand: "Thank you, no need, I will borrow this car for a few days and return it to you, you don't have to work hard, it's really not a joke, if I don't go to the scene today, they won't dare to hate Boss Song, they will only take you Speak, maybe you can't pass the whole plan, how much does it cost?"

Again, if an uncle in his 30s or 40s said that, Xi Lianying would think about it calmly, maybe he would think that the uncle is really interesting and considerate.

Xi Lianying was even more depressed when she spoke with such a young face, full of children pretending to be grown-ups.

Because it became more and more obvious that she was making trouble for no reason.

If you can reason with women, the world will be different.

Xi Lianying clasped her arms with both hands, and took a few deep breaths: "I'd better wait in the car, I just want to see what experience you have at such a young age!"

The three-door Pajero IO has to open the front seat to get to the back row, but the space is not cramped. Xi Lianying tried her best to calm herself down.

Unexpectedly, the female police officer with shofar braids poked her head to look at the structure of the car, and then went back to her leader to apply for field work.

The reason is that she is studying at the police academy in Shuchuan, so she can help contact her brothers and sisters for assistance.

To the extent that she is not even familiar with the geographic location of the mountainous area of ​​the Western Sichuan Plateau, anyone could see that she wanted to take the opportunity to go out for a walk, but of course she failed in the end.

Standing in a police uniform and mourning farewell at the gate of the police station, he looked like a watchman.

The young policeman was so happy that he laughed, but he fell asleep as soon as he got in the car. Before he fell down, he explained to Zhao Dezhu: "I was on duty until 3 o'clock last night, and I started patrolling again at 7 o'clock in the morning... I finally got a good night's sleep."

Zhao Dezhu looked at the heavy make-up face that was also exhausted behind his eyes, and felt a little bit of the hard work of others.

Concentrate on driving.

The director gave him an approximate direction, and first took the expressway and drove towards the neighboring province.

The straight-line distance on the map and satellite is nearly 500 kilometers, and it must be 700 to 800 kilometers upwards when counted as a road.

Zhao Dezhu headed west all the way.

It was the same as when he drove from home to Jiangzhou.

Nearly four hours later, I arrived in the capital of the neighboring province. When I stopped to refuel in the suburbs, the locator showed that there was still a straight-line distance of more than 200 kilometers.

So I didn't stop at this famous leisure capital at all, and bypassed the city and headed towards the mountains.

When Xi Lianying woke up with a sore back and aching back, it was already dark outside.

The young policeman was snoring lightly. There was only the speeding road in front of the dim headlights, with occasional oncoming cars passing by.

She didn't speak.

Watch "experienced" brats drive.

Zhao Dezhu's driving style is indeed not as excited or cautious as a teenager who just got a driver's license. The old driver gallops on the mountain road with ease.

Occasionally look at the coordinates of the navigation locator on the center console.

Whenever you encounter a fork in the road, you will follow the location of Jetta King to choose.

Only when I was a little confused about the general direction, did I stop and flip through the provincial map bought at the gas station.

After all, he is not familiar with the topography of the southwest region here, and simply knowing the general direction does not mean that every choice is correct.

At least twice, after a few kilometers, I realized that it was getting more and more sideways, and I immediately turned around again.

Like his life starting over.

The general direction is known, but there are many choices at the fork in the road, and you can still not go wrong with any of them.

So thinking of this, Zhao Dezhu laughed to himself a few times.

The only fork in the road he could think of was, don't touch those little girls.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged soul is sitting alone and driving, so the laughter is inevitably a bit wretched or greasy.

On the dark road outside, Xi Lianying actually felt a little goosebumps.

The impression is even worse.

Fortunately, there is a police officer in the passenger seat.

The policeman was not woken up until eight or nine o'clock at night.

Zhao Dezhu, who had been driving for several hours in a row, stopped for dinner at any county or town he passed by, and there was a hotel nearby.

He took a fancy to the Mala Tang on the small table at the side of the road, so he stopped the car and turned around. He was shocked when he first saw the owner of the car with shining eyes in the back row.

Watching the female designer jumping down to go to the bathroom in a hurry, Zhao Dezhu thought she was meditating behind.

When the police came over and sat down with difficulty, he described his bones were ringing: "Where are you?"

Zhao Dezhu bit his chopsticks and turned over the map to show him. Although he bought a set of several thousand yuan navigator, there were only maps of more than ten cities, which were basically useless.

"It's almost 200 kilometers away from Rongdu, and here... but the GPS positioning is still 200 kilometers away."

The young policeman is also very curious about GPS positioning. Like his leader, he has seen GPS navigation on some imported cars, but he is surprised that it can still be used in this way.

I don’t have any bad habit of arrogantly holding on to airs. I look at the map more than I eat: “This is normal. The straight-line distance is two to three hundred kilometers. On this kind of mountainous road, it’s normal to drive six or seven hundred kilometers. Wrong, in fact, our choice is on this line..."

Looking for pens everywhere.

The female designer who came back and sat down took out a pen and paper from the red windbreaker, and surprised him even more: "You! You?"

It is estimated that the policeman who slept in the car in a daze did not notice that there were people in the back row at all.

The fashionable clothes of this international metropolis are out of tune with the mountain towns.

Originally, the makeup on my face was a bit heavy, and it might have been absorbed all day long, besides, the place in the wilderness is not so bright.

The long wavy hair that hangs down has a unique style.

This is the so-called bone spirit. @Recommended "The Fist of Imagination", which is a real crotch literature.

An incompetent social animal who dreams of returning to Blue Star's hometown.

A pair of furious fists that can explode the heavens and worlds only by dreaming.

In order to protect literature and hair, they fought with the world frantically to the flesh!

You said time travelers also have to work overtime?

I, Liang De, am going to fucking blow up your fucking dog head this time!

The life of the strong is so thrilling and exaggerated!

The author of the hip puller has changed his mind and started from scratch, welcome to criticize!