Nine Thoughts

Ling Wuqi vaguely felt that An Le seemed to be angry with him at the Yamen, and couldn't help wondering: "What's wrong?" An Le looked him over carefully, and said sullenly: "I'll tell you when I get back."

Ling Wuqi: "" When you go back, you still remember that there are ghosts.

Ling Wuqi thought about it, and felt that he had done nothing wrong. He left a note when he took Xiaoxiao out this morning. Of course, there were other things besides the note. "Did you see those two books?" Ling Wuqi Qi asked, "Put those two books on the pillow."

"Huh? Oh, I didn't see it."

An Le replied, "Isn't that your diary? I won't peek at your diary."

Ling Wuqi: ""Stop talking, I should be the most angry, okay!Sure enough, An Le forgot to be angry as soon as she turned her head, and didn't remember it until the table was cleared after dinner.

"Hi, Big Brother Ling!" An Le said, "I can't say anything about you just now because there are so many people in the yamen. How can you take Xiaoxiao to offer a reward? It's too dangerous and bloody. She's still a child, and a little girl."

Ling Wuqi said in a muffled voice, "I am willing."

You know that you care about her seeing whether it is suitable, and you don't care if I am in danger, right?Watch me get a new notebook for you to write it down! "Father, it's okay, I can bear it."

Yang Xiaoxin had lingering fears and didn't even eat a few mouthfuls of dinner, but he still said, "Master is here to train me.

When I learn martial arts, I will be a catcher like my father, like you, and like my grandfather in the future. "

Ling Wuqi snorted, "Did you hear that?" An Dahai praised, "My little one is really ambitious, and women don't give way to men, that's good!" , turned around and closed the door, then reached out to pick off Ling Wuqi's clothes.

Ling Wuqi couldn't help feeling elated: "Hey, don't be too enthusiastic, you can't do it today, don't you have to start work tomorrow?"

"Let me see, let me see."

An Le's eyes were a little red, "Let me see if you're hurt."

Now Ling Wuqi was not only flattered, but also warm: "What kind of injury can I get?"

"That gangster is very fierce."

After confirming that Ling Wuqi was unharmed, An Le felt relieved, put his head on his naked chest, listened to his steady heartbeat, and murmured, "I know about the gangster Gou Shiba. He is also very strong in martial arts, how many people can't take him, it's too reckless for you to take risks alone, let alone with Xiao Xiao." Ling Wuqi couldn't help but "hum" again: "Three sentences are not far from Xiao Xiao."

"I'm not worried about Xiaoxiao, I'm worried about you."

An Le said, "You are skilled in martial arts, and you can always find a chance to escape unscathed, but it's different with Xiao Xiao. You have to take care of her, and if you are not sure, you will lose sight of the other."

Ling Wuqi: ""Well, you are right.

Looking back now, Ling Wuqi really felt that he was a little overbearing.

Originally, he just wanted to take his little apprentice to learn more about what it was like to catch the thief on the spot, but he didn't expect that the gangster was much more ferocious than he expected, several times the hunting knife was blown against the tip of his nose, and his moves were back and forth. It's a battle of the slightest.

In the end, Ling Wuqi had no choice but to resort to his housekeeping skills—Qingsong’s thirteen postures of chasing his life.

As the name suggests, once this move is made, it kills with one blow, patter, and 50 taels are gone.

Although Yang Xiaoxiao was put on the beam by him early in the morning, he was also terrified by the thrilling fight at that time, and almost peed his pants when he saw Ling Wuqi cut off the man's head on the spot, but when he thought of his father He was brutally murdered by gangsters a few months ago, and he felt a little bit of revenge.

"If you want to be a policeman, this is the first lesson."

Ling Wuqi lifted her off the beam, took off the gangster's coat, wrapped her head up, and handed it to Yang Xiaoxiao, "Hold it, and I will teach you martial arts from tomorrow. Get up and practice in the next day, don't slack off.

If you change your mind, it’s still too late, go home and learn how to embroider and cook, and your adoptive father will tell you a good family later. "

Yang Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and took the package: "Thank you for your teaching, Master, I will be a fast catcher."

"Brother Ling, did you hear what I said?" An Le tightly hugged Ling Wuqi's waist, and looked up at him, "I know you have a chivalrous heart, and the most important thing is to be fair, but you must put your own safety first in everything. Otherwise I'd be worried."

Ling Wuqi regained consciousness when he heard the words, and couldn't help laughing: "I should say that, right? Detective An Da."

It's clearly you who are chivalrous, I'm just short of money, alas, money, money.

As the saying goes, a penny stumps a hero, and it is really helpless and common for a hero to have no money.