Officer Wang smiled and said, "We don't know much about what kind of organization the Heart-drawing Society is.

If you search online, you should also be able to find some rumors about this organization!

This heart-drawing may seem like an organization that came from abroad. It is said that they all believe that human hearts have some mysterious power.

Through some mysterious ritual, you can gain this power..."

He didn't finish his words. Officer Yu, who was next to him, had already coughed: "Officer Wang, it's not appropriate to say these in front of Classmate Zheng!"

Who knows what young people think about the brain circuit nowadays? What if they want to kill someone when they hear it?

What? Young people are not so stupid?

When watching cartoons and playing games, I am afraid that bloody scenes will harm the children. Not to mention the living examples in front of me!

But Officer Wang smiled and said, "It's okay! I believe that Classmate Zheng is not an ordinary young man, he has the ability to distinguish. Ordinary young man cannot catch a heart-digging person, right?

I believe that even student Zheng won’t believe it. What mysterious abilities can be obtained by digging his heart, right?”

Zheng Xiaoming laughed dryly. If he had not obtained Futian, he would definitely not believe such a thing.

But now, he was really not sure whether those heart-digging players had some secret abilities!

Then Zheng Xiaoming asked, "Officer Wang, I remember that the heart-digging person has a tattoo on his body today. Is that a heart-digging person a sign?"

Several policemen looked at each other and praised Zheng Xiaoming for being very clear-headed, keen, and bold and meticulous!

Ordinary people suddenly encounter big things, with adrenaline surges and mental shocks, it is difficult to keep a clear mind.

Often after being extremely excited, they quickly fall into fatigue and trance.

Only those who have received strict training will be different!

Zheng Xiaoming is different. This guy has always been very sober.

Even in a chaotic occasion like a cafe, I still have the mood to care about any tattoo. This psychological quality is indeed good!

No wonder the traces of the heart-digger were found.

If Zheng Xiaoming had not had enough education and had not received professional training, he would have been a good material to be a policeman!

Of course, with such good psychological qualities, if you go to commit a crime...

No, you must treat Zheng Xiaoming as a key monitoring target in the future!

But Officer Wang admired Zheng Xiaoming more, and he smiled and said, "That's right, that tattoo is the emblem of the heart-digging person!

If you see someone having such a tattoo in the future, you can report it directly to the police. There will be a bonus!"

Hearing the word "Bonus", Zheng Xiaoming's eyes lit up and said, "It's also 200,000?"

Officer Wang heard this: "It is possible that there are more!"

At this moment, Zheng Xiaoming seemed to have discovered a good way to get rich.

He asked: "The last question. When will the bonus be paid to me?"

Officer Wang smiled: "It shouldn't take long, and the process should be completed within one or two months, and the bonus will be paid!"

So slow?

Zheng Xiaoming was very disappointed and originally thought he would get the money right away!

I didn't expect that I would have to go through any other process!

But this is 200,000! It is 200,000 Great Chu Tongbao!

Zheng Xiaoming was so dizzy that he didn't listen to what the police said later. His mind was full of money, and he had 200,000 yuan in his big Chu Tongbao!

Until he walked out and saw Zheng Yingying wiping her tears in a panic, Zheng Xiaoming suddenly woke up as if a bucket of ice water was poured on his head.

His first thought was bad, and his second thought was finished! He wouldn't be beaten to death by Zheng Yingying this time, right?

"My brother!"

When Zheng Yingying, who was tearful, saw Zheng Xiaoming, she rushed over and hugged Zheng Xiaoming.

Zheng Yingying received a call from the police when she was at work and hurriedly asked for leave to arrive at the police station.

Even a rare trip was a bit difficult, and my mind was filled with panic.

I was afraid that when I saw Zheng Xiaoming, I would have been a corpse, or had been interrupted and turned into a disabled person.

I scared myself. A woman who was originally quite smart has long been in vain.

Seeing that Zheng Xiaoming was safe and sound, I finally felt at ease. The bitterness of holding Zheng Xiaoming was called a pear blossom with rain, and my nose and tears were snot.

"You disobedient guy, how can you do such a dangerous thing? If you have a few mistakes, how can I explain to your deceased parents? You are a heartless little bastard..."

Swearing and crying.

Zheng Xiaoming looked around stiffly and lowered his voice: "Sister, this is the police station. So many people are watching!"

"What's wrong with the police station? The police station can't make people cry! You disobedient little bastard, let's see how I deal with you when I go back!"

Zheng Yingying finally stopped crying, sobbed, twisted Zheng Xiaoming's ear and pulled it out.

Zheng Xiaoming hurriedly shouted: "It hurts! Sister, sister. There are so many people, give me some face!"

"What are you doing if you don't obey and keep your ears! You still need face. If you want face, you won't scare Zheng Yingying so much..."

While scolding, Zheng Yingying finally realized something was wrong. She let go of Zheng Xiaoming's ears and pulled Zheng Xiaoming's arm and walked out.

Zheng Xiaoming looked embarrassed and looked around with help.

Officer Wang and others held back their laughter, but no one spoke, allowing Zheng Xiaoming to be pulled out.

...

...

It was late at night and the fog was covered with fog. When Zheng Xiaoming came to Futian, he heard the "bang bang" sound, which scared him.

But outside the Futian, the shadow puppets of the two people have not left yet. They are now hitting the fence.

It’s strange that these two human shadows look light, but they have such great strength to hit the fence and make a thumping sound. The fence made of branches seems to be knocked open at any time!

Zheng Xiaoming ignored the shadow puppets of the two people outside for the first time, but looked at the Zhuangyuan Fruit on his own.

Today, I am brave enough to do justice, right? I should have merits, right? At least it has more merits than feeding cats?

Sure enough, when Zheng Xiaoming looked, he found that there were seven more merits in Ruyi’s merit hoe!

"The treasure of merit of Ruyi can eliminate the filth of internal demons! Only in the field of blessings can there be seven threads of merit inside!"

Zheng Xiaoming was immediately overjoyed.

Then he licked his lips, but felt dissatisfied.

I was willing to sacrifice my life, and I was in danger of danger, and I was killed by death for a lifetime... In short, I almost lost my life to help the government arrest a perverted murderer!

Why do you have such a little merit?

Do you still have three good things to feed cats?

Are people really inferior to cats these days? Isn’t there news that rich people hire sedan chairs to carry cats up the mountain?
Chapter completed!