Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Li Fumei felt relieved after hearing this and nodded: "Okay, Brother Li, let's go out for a walk sometime and take the uncles with us."

"Okay, you can go now."

The two left the meeting room one after the other.

After the others left, they immediately exploded: "My God, this little girl is so capable! If she comes to the police station, her efficiency in handling cases will skyrocket. She will be able to see through the criminals at a glance."

"Isn't this just like a bug? The Chosen One is suitable for criminal investigation."

Li Wenhao drove around the city, especially to the History Museum, where he stayed for a long time. For the martyrs, the modern prosperity might not be as familiar as the History Museum.

Li Fumei stood in front of the cultural relics, looking at the letters that were preserved and could never be sent out. She felt inexplicably depressed and couldn't breathe.

"Uncles, is there anyone you know here?"

"Well, some of the people in the photos look familiar. I think I've seen them before, but I can't remember where."

We walked around until dark and then went to the brightly lit Tiananmen Square. Li Wenhao said, "Tiananmen Square at night is different from the daytime. It's nice to be able to watch it quietly."

The street was bustling with people coming and going, and the beads were emitting a bright white light and sparkling. The souls looked at the people around them, and then looked at the towering Tiananmen Square.

He smiled contentedly: "So this is what it will be like a hundred years from now. How wonderful! The peaceful days we didn't get to enjoy, our descendants will be content to enjoy them too."

"Commander, it's so beautiful here. It's so bright even at night. We didn't even have light bulbs before, and kerosene lamps weren't this bright."

Over the next three days, Li Fumei took Zhuchuan to visit all the classic places, let them taste modern delicacies, and watched the gray smoke on their bodies fade away little by little.

I know that their obsession is gradually dissipating, and the master will be back soon, and we will have to say goodbye then.

*

hazy night

Su Chen and the other two raised their heads and watched the phantom souls waving at them. Their figures gradually faded until they completely disappeared.

Li Wenhao wiped his tears and said in a dull voice, "Master Su, where will they be reincarnated in their next life? Will they be able to live in this peaceful and prosperous world?"

"I don't know. Reincarnation is unknown."

"Okay, we've sent them away. Fumei, do you want to go home or continue to the police station?"

Li Fumei said softly, "Master, I'm going back to the police station. I promised to work during the summer vacation, so I can't go back on my word. I'm very happy here at the police station."

"Look at my merits. They've increased quite fast recently, especially in the police station. Master, are you going home?"

Su Chen gently touched her head and said with a smile: "Yes, I want to go home to see your master's wife. Hey, I've been out for a long time this time. I think your master's wife will be angry."

"Oh, then Master, what are you doing in Durian Country?"

"We need to cooperate with the government to deal with the fraud park. We need to ensure the safety of the hostages inside and catch those involved in the case. This will waste a lot of time."

Li Fumei nodded obediently: "Okay, Master, then you should go back early to accompany Master's wife. Brother Li and I will go back to the police station. I will go back to school after the summer vacation is over."

Su Chen hummed, "You can go home anytime you want. There are a lot of fruits in the orchard at home. Bring some back for your classmates to enjoy."

"Well, I'll go back and pick fruit during my vacation."

The car drove back to the police station. The old and the young were silent. After spending the past few days together, they still felt reluctant to see the martyrs go.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit depressing, Li Wenhao took a detour to a dessert shop and took the little girl to buy dessert.

"Come and see what you like to eat. I'll treat you. People say that eating dessert when you're in a bad mood will make you feel much better."

"Well, I want to eat strawberry tiramisu."

Two minutes later, Li Fumei was holding the dessert box, eating it spoonfully, her eyes narrowed. "Mm, the cream here is so delicate and delicious. Brother Li, do you like coming here too?"

Li Wenhao shook his head: "No, men generally don't like desserts. My wife likes this place, and I will bring some back when I come here occasionally."

“Business is good, the food is clean and hygienic, and it’s very famous.”

"How is it? Isn't it delicious?"

"Mmm, delicious."

Li Fumei took out a peace amulet and handed it over: "This is a thank you gift for you, Brother Li. I drew this myself. Carrying it with you will keep you safe."

Li Wenhao stuffed it into his pocket and said with a smile, "Okay, thank you very much. I like this gift very much."

After eating dessert, the little girl returned to the police station and started doing her homework, trying not to get caught up in that mood. Otherwise, it would be difficult to feel happy again. It would be less painful if she was busy.

In the interrogation room

Gao Ming looked at the disgusting video footage with a sharp look in his eyes, as if he wanted to skin the man alive. "Tell me, the evidence is irrefutable. What are you still hiding here?"

The driver's eyes wandered. "I didn't do that. Those videos only show my profile. I just look like me. You can't slander me. If you have any questions, please talk to my lawyer directly."

Haha, he really was not prepared at all.

Investigate it. He refuses to admit anything anyway. Who can do anything to him? If you have the guts, torture him to extract a confession. Then we'll see who will be more unlucky.

There was a knock on the door.

"Brother Gao, a victim has reported the case, and the hospital's test results are also available, confirming that it is this person's DNA."