Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

The phone had been hung up for about half a minute, but neither father nor son made a sound.

After a while, the man moved his body:

"Fu Zhizhou, your mission is complete, you can go out."

Properly cross the bridge and draw the board?

Still full of a reasonable look.

The kid snorted and pouted at the same time:

"Dad, you won't make Mom angry again, will you?"

puff~

Little porridge, what are you talking about?

Being ruthlessly exposed by his son, he couldn't hold back:

"Fu Zhizhou, are you a parrot? So noisy? Go back to the house and sleep!"

cut!

"Dad, I'm going to take a shower first, and I want to sleep with you tonight!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away without waiting for his father's reply.

Not going to be rejected at all.

Looking at the little boy who slipped away from under his eyelids, there was a bit of a smile in his eyes.

. . . . . .

The next day, early morning.

However, after sleeping for a little more than two hours, it was less than three hours, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The man sat up, glanced at the little boy sleeping on all fours beside him, snorted silently, got out of bed, and was about to go to the bathroom.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to give that kid shaking the quilt in the middle of the night a hug.

Ten minutes later, the man came out wrapped in a bathrobe and wiped his hair with a dry towel. After the water droplets were almost wiped off, the moist towel was thrown far away.

I went to the cloakroom and picked out a set of clothes to change at random, and then went out.

The car stopped outside the city bureau again, and it was not even seven o'clock. The man got out of the car, went to the guard room, and knocked:

"Uncle, are the people from the criminal police team back?" asked.

"They haven't returned yet."

Not only the criminal police team, but personnel from other departments also participated in the cleaning operation last night.

So far, none have returned.

Of course, many of those who were handcuffed were pulled back.

Thinking that no one had returned yet, he didn't go directly to the subordinate building, and turned around to go to the street not far next door.

Every morning, half the street here sells all kinds of breakfast.

There are shops and mobile stalls, and there are many customers.

Nowadays, people like to be simple, and the breakfast can't cost a few dollars, so why do they have to do it by themselves?

Weekends are fine, but Monday to Friday are working days!

I have to work all day during the day, so I can sleep an extra minute in the morning!

I went to the breakfast shop I often go to, and the boss recognized the person from a long distance away, and when he entered, he greeted him with a smile:

"Mr. Fu, good morning, is it still the old rules today?"

"Um!"

"Okay, here's the package for you."

Soon, porridge, fried buns, steamed dumplings, siu mai, soy milk, and fried dough sticks were all packed into bags and packed.

So-and-so is more down-to-earth now than before.

After all, everyone is proficient at scanning QR codes.

After scanning the code, he took his things and left.

When he came back, he could see the police cars coming back from the parking lot.

All of a sudden, the steps are fast.

Go upstairs and open the door.

"Wife~"

Haven't even set foot in the house yet.

But, no one responded.

Have you come back yet?

Stepping into the house, before the breakfast in hand had time to put it on the dining table, they started looking for people all over the room.

Not in the living room, not in the room, not in the study, on the other side, not in the bathroom, nor in the kitchen.

This time, he finally put the breakfast on the table, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and made a call.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later."