Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Who the hell sent it?

What do you want to do?

Or, what purpose does he have?

Obviously it can be sent directly to the Municipal Bureau, right?

Why do you want to send it to yourself alone?

As long as you are not a fool, you may be able to guess that the person behind this has other intentions.

Although Su Zhixiao kept frowning slightly, but at this moment, the corners of his mouth seemed to hook up.

Afterwards, he put the photos in his trouser pocket, and threw all the cardboard boxes into the trash can.

Since the other party can be so arrogant, it is impossible for him to be so stupid as to leave evidence on the box.

After finishing the photo, I unconsciously stroked my chest a few times with my hand.

Picking up the phone, I wanted to make a call, but before I could get through, I quickly hung up.

"Sister Su, it's a meeting."

It just so happened that the brigade office was going to have a meeting.

Suppressed the mood:

"Here." She tried to calm herself down.

the other side.

A group of people have arrived at the airport.

The leading man made several phone calls, but obviously, the other party didn't answer.

The assistant held a smile on his face:

"Cough, Brother Yan, sister-in-law may be busy."

No way, who made Brother Yan and his wife the People's Police?

I'm busy, but I can't take care of my family.

The man waited until the phone hung up automatically, then lowered his arms, and swished a glance at the little assistant in front of him:

"Would you like to talk more?"

Teacher Fu's heart is very clear.

Until boarding the plane, the other party did not say a call back.

Seeing it, the man's face became more and more cold.

Interpol.

It's time to get off work, Su Zhixiao got up and prepared to leave.

It was only now that I took out my phone and looked at it. There were three missed calls and one WeChat message.

——

‘Officer Su, your man is going to the desert to shoot, don’t read it! '

Read a fart!

Immediately, the call came back.

"Sorry, the user you dialed has switched off, please try again later"

The message was sent half an hour ago. I think it should be on the plane now.

He dimmed his eyes, put away his phone and went downstairs.

But he didn't go back to the family home.

Drive the car and head towards the old house.

Su Zhixiao is not stupid, of course, he will not really cover up anything.

But before that, we have to figure it out first.

Also, didn't the person who mailed the photo do nothing?

To put it bluntly, I just want to play a game of cat and mouse.

That being the case, then, I will accompany you to the end!

Twenty minutes later, the Lexus stopped at the old house.

Inside the house, the children ran out first:

"Mom~"

Su Zhixiao caught his son, and the kid didn't pounce, but obediently stuck to his mother's lap.

"Didn't you go out to play today?" asked.

The kid shook his head.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"did not eat."

Just then, Aunt Feng came out:

"Young Mistress, dinner is ready."

It was a good time.

Mother and son entered the door holding hands.

However, before eating, Su Zhixiao went to the old man's room first.

After nearly two months of treatment and recuperation, the old man's injuries have basically recovered, and his complexion has turned ruddy. .

"Grandpa." shouted.

The old man was leaning against the head of the bed, with a pair of reading glasses on his face, and was reading a book.

Hearing the voice, look up:

"Zhixiao is back? Come and sit down."

I laughed very happily.

Su Zhixiao sat down as he said, with no expression on his face, just like usual, with a smile on his face:

"Grandpa, are you in good health during this time?"