Zhang Guohua worked in a labor camp and believed that he had witnessed many conspiracies and intrigues and that people were evil.

But the fact that his ex-brother-in-law was so shameless still opened his eyes. He didn't understand Sang Zhi, but didn't he understand him?

Just as I was about to throw a few more punches to calm down, the female comrade spoke.

"Brother, what you said hits the nail on the head. As the saying goes, whoever makes the claim must provide the evidence. I shouldn't be the one to provide the evidence in this matter.

But I have a connection with this kid, and I can't bear to see the people who bullied him get away with it.

As for me, I don't have many advantages, but I have a good memory and can draw a little. In order to clear our names, I copied the man's appearance.

When the time comes, you can use the portrait to find the person, and after arresting and interrogating him, the truth will be revealed."

After hearing this, Zhao Haibo was dismissive and even said that he didn't take it to heart.

Let’s not talk about whether her memory is that good or whether she can remember people clearly.

Anyway, he didn't believe that anyone could catch a criminal with just a few strokes of the brush.

These thoughts gave him confidence, and he waited coldly for her to make a fool of herself.

Sangzhi didn't say much and borrowed paper and pencil from a passerby.

After a while, the only sound was the rustling of paper.

Of course, during this process, he still wanted to get closer to his wife and children and use a trick of self-torture. This time, Zhang Guohua didn't need to take action. The onlookers spontaneously blocked the mother and children and didn't give him any chance.

When he was bored, he could only hear the group of people surrounding Sangzhi exclaiming in surprise and glancing at him.

Humph, just trying to be mysterious.

In less than half an hour, Sangzhi put away her brush. By the time she finished painting, many people had come close to her.

Not many people know about sketching nowadays, but her portraits have a good grasp of texture and capture the demeanor and expression of the characters vividly.

The public does not understand what this wonderful world composed of lines and shadows is; they just think that the people in the paintings are particularly real and vivid.

When the portrait was handed to the brother and sister, Zhang Guolan exclaimed in surprise after just one glance.

"Isn't this Sanlaizi? I know him. He used to drink and cause trouble with Zhao Haibo. Brother..."

Director Zhang signaled to his sister not to say anything more.

He knows his limits.

When Zhao Haibo heard the name of his accomplice, his legs went weak. He really didn't expect to meet such a tough guy.

Besides, that kid is timid and afraid of trouble. If he is really caught, he will definitely give him away to protect himself!

If his brother-in-law does something behind the scenes, will he be able to get away with it?

The moment fear really came, his head was numb and his thoughts were frozen.

When he realized he was scared and wanted to beg for mercy, the police didn't give him any chance and handcuffed him and left.

One was caught, and there is still a fugitive.

I also left the contact information of the female lesbians I liked.

This day was quite fruitful.

Before leaving, the young policeman sincerely invited Sang Zhi to work at the Public Security Bureau.

Not to mention his photographic memory, let's just talk about his ability to draw such lifelike portraits of criminals.

Isn’t the crime clearance rate still rising?

She is exactly the talent the bureau needs.

Qin Yuan saw that something was wrong and stood in front of her. Don't think he didn't know what these guys were thinking. They stared at her with their eyes wide open.

After the matter was resolved, the crowd dispersed. It was time for the party to begin. Zhang Guohua looked at his wrist and wanted to take his nephew from his sister's arms so that she could free her hands to look at him.

But after this incident, how could the woman still have the heart to go on a blind date?

At this moment, the son who was sleeping soundly began to cry loudly.

Now no matter who held the child, he couldn't stop crying.

Things had come to this, and he couldn't just be so cold-hearted and ignore his nephew, so he had to let his sister go to the office to coax the child first.

When a child cries, it's simply because he's hungry or has defecated. Only the mother can handle this.

As soon as her sister left, her eyes fell on Sang Zhi, whose eyes were shining. She knew that she would not give up easily until the matter concerning her elder brother was resolved.

The three of them found another office.

Director Zhang went straight to the point.

"I'm very grateful to you for the peace, but public affairs are public affairs, and private affairs are private affairs. I will not go against my principles and give false testimony to a guilty person, letting him go free and endanger society."

Sangzhi hurriedly shook his head.

She really doesn't have the guts to do that.

She explained to others the dispute between her family and her second uncle's family, as well as the fact that she had been framed by her cousin using the same method.

It is said that one's face reflects his heart. After observing her for a while, Zhang Guohua realized that although she was a little scheming, she was not treacherous or cunning.

"I will be back in a few days. If you want to see him, I will handle the visitation procedures for you so that you and your sister can meet.

As for what you said about him being wrongly accused, I have to review the files.

If there is evidence to prove he was wrongly accused, I will request a re-examination from higher authorities."

This is actually the purpose of Sangzhi coming here.

I was so worried about this that I couldn't sleep well last night.

Now that things were finally done, she was so overwhelmed with joy that she couldn't recover.

"Thank you, thank you!"

After being pushed by Qin Yuan, he regained consciousness and quickly shook hands with the man to express his gratitude.

The crying of a baby could be heard from time to time on the other side of the wall. Although the uncle was cruel in words, he was still very concerned about the child in his heart.

I told her that I would give her the tiger-head quilt, milk powder and cotton-padded clothes at a discount when I came to visit her next time, and then I ordered her to leave.

In the corridor, the two looked at his back.

I feel that it is really swift and decisive.

After finishing the work, she felt relieved. In addition, the blind date meeting downstairs started, and the music aroused her curiosity, so she wanted to go downstairs to see the world.

People in the 1970s were so simple, their blind dates must have been very exciting.

Qin Yuan knew that many of the young talents below were filled with a sense of crisis.

But his arm was not strong enough to twist his thigh, so he was half-pulled and half-dragged down.

………

The elder sister who organized the blind date today did a statistics. There were eight units participating. Excluding those who couldn't come due to urgent matters, there were more than 80 people on the blind date.

The conference hall on the first floor was temporarily requisitioned and was bustling with activity.

The walls were hung with red silk and colorful ribbons, and the table was filled with melon seeds, peanuts, and fruit candies brought from the food factory.

At this time, the gay men are in the East District and the lesbians are in the West District.

The brave ones are looking around to see if there is anyone they like.

The shy and timid ones sat in the corner, only raising their eyelids from time to time to secretly look at the outstanding male comrade opposite them.

Just as the young people were immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere, several exclamations were heard one after another from the door.