Time is slow

   Chapter 502 Search

  Qiao Zhao's expression remained calm: "Ask who they are."

   Chenguang walked to the door, and the sound of slamming on the door was even louder. Before he could ask, he shouted, "Open the door, open the door, we are the officers and soldiers who searched for Japanese pirates!"

   Chenguang opened the door, bent his legs slightly, bent over and smiled: "Master, we are all honest and good citizens, where are the Japanese pirates?"

   There were four people standing outside the door. As soon as the door opened, they pushed the morning light and walked in, sneering: "It's not up to you to check whether there are Japanese pirates or not, and you won't know until you check!"

   Chenguang still bent over and followed several officials inward, with a respectful attitude: "Yes, the messengers will check, the messengers will check."

   The leading official gave the other three a wink: "You guys check separately to see how many people there are in this family."

  The other three investigated separately, and the leading officer's eyes fell on Qiao Zhao.

  Qiao Zhao lowered his head and pinched the corner of his clothes uncomfortably.

   "This is our youngest son, who has been afraid of life since he was a child." Chenguang said hurriedly.

   The lead officer walked two steps to Qiao Zhao and looked down at her.

  Qiao Zhao bit his lip and took two steps back, not daring to raise his head.

   Looking at the height of the boy in front of him, the chief officer almost lost interest.

   The person above said that the person to be hunted was a tall man, and the bean sprout-like boy in front of him was definitely not the person they were looking for.

  Thinking of this, the leading officer cast his eyes on Chenguang.

   Chenguang bowed his waist with a smile on his face: "Master poor—"

   "You stand up straight!"

   Chenguang's heart froze, but he didn't dare to show any strangeness on his face, and he straightened up.

   The leader's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Chenguang coldly: "He looks quite tall."

   Chenguang smiled and showed his white teeth: "I ate a lot since I was a kid. Others ate a bowl of rice, but I ate three bowls. Before I knew it, I grew taller. My father thought I ate too much..."

   "Stop talking nonsense, lift up your hem!"

   "What?" Chen Guang's eyes flashed with panic, but he asked stupidly.

   "Are you deaf? I'll let you lift the hem!"

   Chenguang tightly guarded his chest: "Master, this, this is not good? Why should a man embarrass a man—"

   The leading officer was furious: "Don't be too long-winded, or just lift up the hem and let me see it, or just follow us!"

   "Don't, don't, I'll lift, I'll lift!" Chenguang hurriedly lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing his clean and firm abdomen, and quickly glanced at Qiao Zhao.

  Three girls, these people actually want to check people's stomachs, what should I do if you wait for a while, General?

  It’s over, it’s over, maybe this time I really can’t escape.

   The leading officer saw that Chenguang's abdomen was smooth and clean, so he eased his face and said, "Let's put it down."

   The gangster who was to be caught had a fresh knife in the abdomen, and the person in front of him was obviously not.

   At this time, the other three officials came out: "Boss, there are two people in the room, an old man and a middle-aged man, both lying down."

   "Go in and have a look."

   An officer took the lead officer to the house where Yushi Xing was housed.

   As soon as he walked in, there was a faint medicinal smell, and the leading officer frowned subconsciously and looked on the bed.

   An old man with white hair and beard was lying on the bed, his complexion was sallow, his face was full of ravines, and he looked like he was terminally ill.

   The leading officer reached into his arms and took out a portrait, opened it and compared it carefully.

   Chenguang took the opportunity to take a look, and the portrait was the image of Yushi Xing brought back by Shao Mingyuan that night.

   He looked at Yushi Xing, who was twenty or thirty years older than the portrait, and couldn't help but admire Qiao Zhao.

  The wrinkles on Qiao Yushi's face were actually drawn by the three girls, and even the gray beard and hair were dyed by her. This ability is really amazing.

   Seeing that the old man lying on the bed seemed to be dying at any moment, which was nothing like the portrait, the leading officer put away the portrait and asked with disgust, "Who is he from you? What's wrong with him?"

  Qiao Zhao timidly said, "He is my grandfather, and the doctor said that my grandfather caught the cold."

   "Fenghan? How can Fenghan look like he is about to die?" asked the leading officer.

  Qiao Zhao lowered his head and seemed to be very scared, and even his voice had a cry: "I, I don't know... My father took care of my grandfather, and he also fell ill..."

"your dad?"

   "My father is in the next room." Qiao Zhao quickly glanced at the room where Shao Mingyuan was.

   Chenguang was nervous and wanted to laugh.

  I never expected that the three girls would be so eloquent in calling out Dad to the General.

   The leading officer walked to the door of Shao Mingyuan's house and took a look inside.

   The man lying on the bed looked in his thirties, and his face was even uglier than the old man in the next room. If the old man looked terminally ill, then this middle-aged man had one foot in the coffin.

   The leading officer couldn't help but muttered in his heart: Father and son both suffered from the cold, and it's still so serious, I always feel that something is wrong.

   "Your father is also cold?"

Qiao Zhao nodded and said with a sad face: "Well, my father was fine, but after taking care of my grandfather for two days, he became like this. We invited the doctor to come, and the doctor said that my grandfather was suffering from a kind of disease. The highly contagious wind chill, let's prepare for the funeral. Woohoo-"

   As soon as she said these words, the leading officer's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly retreated into the yard. The other three officers ran out, all with ugly expressions.

   "Which one of you will go in and check?" the lead officer sent a message.

   The three officials looked at each other in dismay, none of them said a word.

   "The adults have explained it, you can't let any suspicious person go!"

   The three officials pouted secretly.

   I can't let you go, this kind of disease is very likely to be fatal once infected, who wants to take risks.

   The three of them made up their minds not to speak, and the leading officer stretched out his hand: "Erhu, you go."

  The officer named was dumbfounded: "Boss, I, I, I—"

   "What are you, go!"

   Although the officer was called "Erhu", he was as thin as a weak chicken. Under the gaze of the leading officer and the other two officers, he finally nodded with a bitter face: "I'll go."

  The official took a step and turned his head three times, and finally had a look of death on his face, and walked in with a heart.

  Qiao Zhao followed silently, stood beside the bed and asked, "Master, what are you checking, please be gentle, my father's body can't stand it."

   Shao Mingyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly as he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

   Guan Chai looked disgusted, covered his mouth and said, "Pull up his hem!"

   Chenguang, who was standing at the door, suddenly had a heart in his throat, thumping nervously.

  Qiao Zhao did not change his face, and lifted Shao Mingyuan's hem according to the order of the official.

  Official Chai took a quick glance and saw that the man on the hospital bed had no incisions on his lower abdomen. He didn't even want to look at it for a second time, he hurriedly backed out, shook his head and said, "Boss, it's not that person!"

   "Then let's go." The lead officer spat on the ground, "It's really bad luck!"

   (end of this chapter)