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Chapter 167

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Ying was in a good mood. He hummed a little song and stood at the door with his hands behind his back, watching the passengers coming and going on the train station square.

At this time, someone shrank his head and headed towards Xiao Ying. Xiao Ying saw that he was familiar with him, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. The man came to Xiao Ying, nodded and said, "Hello, Banxian."

"Hello." Xiao Ying looked at him and asked for hesitation for a moment, "You are"

"My surname is Tie. Because I look black, people call me Tieguzi. I am a prisoner and I am an out-of-jail execution. Yesterday, two policemen took me here and met you."

Xiao Ying suddenly remembered that this person was suffering from esophageal cancer. Yesterday, Captain Zheng and Guan Yuying were escorted to the criminal who was outside the prison of the local police station.

The criminal changed into a dress and had a haircut, so Xiao Ying didn't recognize him. After hearing what he said, he returned to the house, sat down on a chair behind the big table, and then called the other party to sit down and said, "You already know that you have esophageal cancer, what else do you need to be?"

"I don't calculate for myself. I want to calculate for my mother. My mother has been sick for a long time and has several diseases that can't be cured. Before I was arrested, she was hospitalized. I want to calculate for her how to cure her illness."

Xiao Ying smiled and said, "I can't tell you that you are still a filial son. Tell me your mother's name, date of birth and hometown, and I'll calculate it."

Tieguozi quickly told Xiao Ying about his mother's relevant situation.

Xiao Ying pinched his fingers, frowned, sighed, and said to Tieguozi: "I'm sorry, your mother died of illness two months ago."

When Tieguozi heard this, he was stunned for a moment before saying loudly: "You're not wrong."

"Are you making a mistake? Just call and ask, don't you know?"

"My mother and my family won't answer my phone. They are already disappointed with me: "Iron Guazi, have you escaped from prison?"

Tieguo glanced at the living room and saw an ashtray on the coffee table with several cigarette butts inside. Liu Caihong didn't smoke. He couldn't help but smile coldly, grabbed a fruit knife on the coffee table and walked straight towards the bedroom.

Liu Caihong was startled and quickly grabbed his arm and said, "What do you want to do, don't do it randomly?"

Tieguozi shook her hand and shook her aside, kicked open the bedroom door, and saw a slightly bald head on the wide double bed in the bedroom: "Go and get a pen."

Liu Caihong didn't know what he was going to do, so she quickly ran to the outhouse to find a pencil and a piece of white paper to put it on the coffee table.

Tieguozi said to the bald middle-aged man: "Write down what happened to you today and sign and write. Hurry up."

Under the threat of the iron pot fruit knife, the bald man had to sit down, wrote down the incident and signed the name according to the iron pot's requirements.

Tieguozi took the list and looked at it and said, "I can't tell you, your pen is well written. Let me tell you, if you don't do the work according to my requirements, I will take your work ID card, and your personal confession to your leader, so that you can't afford it."

The bald man kept apologizing again, saying that he would do anything.

Tieguozi said: "You come here tomorrow morning, I will tell you what you do. Remember, you must arrive before nine o'clock in the morning. I'm not polite if I'm one minute late. Get out now."

The bald man quickly agreed, put on his clothes with a bitter face, and left dejectedly.

Liu Caihong then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Why did you come out, can't you escape? Will the police come to arrest you?"

Iron pot threw down the fruit knife, grabbed his pajamas and pulled it hard, then picked her up naked and threw it directly onto the bed: "I have been holding it in the past few months, let me enjoy it first." After that, he rushed forward.

The next morning.

Before nine o'clock, the bald middle-aged man knocked on the door, nodded and kept laughing.

The iron pot brought a paper box and sealed it tightly with transparent gel. This was what he spent an afternoon yesterday and handed it to the bald middle-aged man, saying, "You take this thing to the police station of the railway station and give it to the police in the duty room. You say that someone asked you to give it to them, and then your task is completed. You can come back and take your things away."

The bald middle-aged man quickly took the paper box, weighed it, and found that it was heavy inside. I laughed and said, "What's this?"

"It's a bomb, dare you send it?"

The bald middle-aged man was startled and subconsciously wanted to throw away the box, but then he thought that if it was really a bomb, the other party would not tell him directly. Isn’t it obvious that he would throw away the things just by letting him go out? It’s obviously a scare to him.

So the middle-aged bald man smiled embarrassedly and said, "Brother, you are really good at joking."

"I know I'm joking and asking more questions." Tieguozi slapped him in the head and said, "In 5 minutes, you will send the things to the police station. Now I have something to do. If you have the leisure time, you can still play with my woman in these 5 minutes, hahahaha."

As he said that, Tieguo laughed and opened the door and walked out.

The middle-aged bald man saw Liu Caihong sitting on the sofa in confusion in pajamas. Even if he gave him the courage, he would not dare to provoke this woman again. He just wanted to get this matter done as soon as possible, take back his ID card and the confession, and get these things done.

He looked at the watch, held the box nervously and waited until 5 minutes passed. He quickly opened the door, not daring to look at Liu Caihong again, and hurried out of the building. To be continued.

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