One person: cracking down on pornography and illegal publications, arresting Zhang Lingyu

The three days were the happiest three days Zhang Chulan had in the past twelve years. He never thought that hanging out with others would be so fun. Especially this person would take care of his emotions, consider him, and respect and listen to his suggestions. This was since his grandfather died and his father disappeared. He was the first person to treat him like this, or to value him. This foreign youth named Mo Lin almost gave Zhang Chulan the first ray of sunshine in the darkness of the past ten years. He made him realize what a friend is. Eat special snacks together. Take pictures together, or ugly pictures of each other. Go to the amusement park together to ride the Angry Birds roller coaster and scream in the car. Go to the Internet cafe together to play games. Playing video games together.

Playing bumper cars and air guns at the night market together.

Not being ignored, not being treated as a freak, having no scruples, not having to worry about attracting too much attention.

There is only unbridled play, noise and jokes.

Zhang Chulan is very happy, really very happy.

And as he promised Mo Lin, he wholeheartedly told Mo Lin about the advantages and disadvantages of Tianjin's tourist attractions, and every time it was the place Mo Lin chose to play.

But during the play, Mo Lin also cared about Zhang Chulan's thoughts.

This kind of travel and play that considers each other.

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but think, how nice it would be if it could be like this forever.

He wanted to be a real friend with Mo Lin.

And during these three days.

Zhang Chulan also knew that Mo Lin had graduated, and his job was actually a people's policeman from Chaoyang District, Beijing.

No wonder he found Mo Lin's temperament so special.

He always couldn't help but feel restrained in front of Mo Lin.

It turned out to be a policeman.

After knowing this.

Zhang Chulan never called himself Brother Zhang again, but changed his name to Brother Mo.

Not only because of the halo brought by the police profession.

More importantly, Zhang Chulan did feel valued by Mo Lin, and Mo Lin was four years older than him, so it was normal for him to call him brother.

But... it was because Zhang Chulan felt the long-lost importance from Mo Lin.

That made him feel tormented.

He wanted to be friends with Mo Lin, but because of his special nature, he didn't dare to be friends with Mo Lin.

Zhang Chulan was worried that Mo Lin would show a strange and disgusted expression after knowing that he was an alien, which would make him feel extremely painful.

Rather than having such a result.

It's better not to say anything.

So Zhang Chulan thought.

So be it.

After Mo Lin went back, the two would never contact each other again.

It's good to think about all this as a beautiful memory when you are lonely in the future.

...

At night, a barbecue restaurant.

"Gululu..."

Zhang Chulan drank a bottle of beer in a few gulps, and then picked up another bottle of beer.

Mo Lin was a little surprised: "Chulan, why are you drinking so fast?"

"The barbecue hasn't been served yet, you should drink first."

"Haha... It's okay, Mo, don't worry about me, I'm just happy, thank you, Mo, these are the happiest days I've had in a long time!"

Zhang Chulan's face flushed a little, and he burped. It was obvious that he drank too much.

Mo Lin was a little amused and shook his head and said: "You're exaggerating, Chulan, we are just hanging out normally. Haven't you ever hung out with others before?"

"Of course I have, but... it's different from hanging out with you, Mo."

Zhang Chulan hesitated for a moment, lowered his head with a disappointed expression.

"Compared to me, my roommates like to play with others more..." Zhang Chulan laughed at himself, raised his head and drank again.

Hearing this, Mo Lin frowned slightly, then smiled, raised his beer and said: "It's okay, I'll treat you when you come to Beijing, although Beijing doesn't have much special features, and the only food you can eat is McDonald's and KFC."

"Hahaha." Zhang Chulan has of course heard this joke.

The two clinked glasses, and Zhang Chulan raised his head and drank a bottle in a few gulps, while Mo Lin drank more slowly.

It's not that he can't drink, but he still wants to save his stomach for barbecue.

After chatting for a while, the barbecue was served.

The two ate and chatted, and clinked glasses from time to time.

Very comfortable and relaxed.

Whether it was for Zhang Chulan or Mo Lin.

"Brother Mo, how many days can you play here?" After several bottles of wine, Zhang Chulan's face was a little more drunk, and he looked at Mo Lin and asked.

Mo Lin thought for a moment and said, "In two days at most, I should go back the day after tomorrow."

"Is that so." Zhang Chulan was silent after hearing this.

And Mo Lin also shook his head slightly.

He originally thought that he would encounter the beginning of the plot in these few days, but these three days passed very peacefully, without any abnormalities.

Mo Lin felt a little pity.

Because his vacation was almost over.

If there was no abnormal situation before going back, Mo Lin would really have to go back. I don't know when I will have such an opportunity next time.

And Zhang Chulan felt sad as well.

But he didn't speak to keep him, because he knew how important the work of the police was.

According to Brother Mo, being able to play out for so many days was already due to working for a month in a row before, plus those merits.

"It's okay, Chulan, it's not like we won't see each other in the future. Come to Beijing to play with me when you are free."

Mo Lin saw that Zhang Chulan was in a bad mood and said with a smile.

"Hey, okay, Brother Mo, I will definitely have dinner with you then."

Zhang Chulan also grinned and agreed, but in fact he had already made up his mind not to go to Beijing.

Although he didn't know much, he also knew that the police were very busy every day and rarely had holidays.

He could do nothing but disturb Mo Lin when he went to Beijing.

He didn't want to cause trouble for Mo Lin.

He didn't want to delay Mo Lin's holiday rest.

It would be better for him to stay in his bed and be alone.

"The vast horizon is my love..."

At this time, Zhang Chulan's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Tsk, who calls at this time..." Zhang Chulan took out his cell phone impatiently. Usually no one called him, but he was disturbed at this time.

However, when Zhang Chulan saw the caller ID, his expression changed slightly.

He made an apologetic expression to Mo Lin, and then picked up the phone: "Hello, Uncle Song, what's up?"

"Sorry Chu Lan, I'm calling you so late."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone: "I received a report today that your grandfather's grave was dug up."

"What!?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chu Lan stood up and knocked over the chair.

At the same time, it also attracted the attention of others.

"My grandfather's grave was dug up?!"

"Yes, and there is new progress about your father."

Uncle Song said on the phone.

After hearing this, Zhang Chu Lan couldn't help but clench his hand holding the phone. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "I'll go back now!"

After that, he hung up the phone.

He said to Mo Lin with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, Brother Mo, something happened at home, I'm afraid this meal..."

"It's okay, Chu Lan."

Mo Lin stood up and said seriously: "It's important to deal with the family affairs first, I will accompany you back."

"This..." Zhang Chulan hesitated for a moment and nodded vigorously: "Okay! Thank you, Brother Mo!"

"You're welcome."

Mo Lin shook his head, but he was actually very excited.

Hard work pays off.

The plot finally began!

......

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