Chapter 289: Playing Tricks (1/2)



According to the old policeman, Chief Ma died around 2 a.m. and his body did not have any external injuries.

Judging from the crime scene, the terrain was steep and there was a high probability that he slipped and fell down the hillside. At that time, Chief Ma was carrying a bag filled with a large amount of cash and three small yellow croakers.

...It's the small yellow croaker again!

Hearing this, Jiang Ningning's eyelids twitched twice for some reason.

"Yesterday we forcibly took away the two sisters Ma Chunqi and even injured a villager. Now a rumor has spread in the village claiming that it was government officials who killed the chief of the Ma clan." The old policeman scoffed at this rumor.

This is why the police found Jiang Ningning to conduct an investigation.

Jiang Ningning nodded: "I will fully cooperate with the public security work. But please wait for a moment, I will settle my son first."

The roads were muddy after the rain, so she planned to send Xiaotuanzi to the art troupe and asked Tian Dani to help take care of him.

Unexpectedly, the old policeman said: "The police are summoning you and your son at the same time."

In order to prevent the mother and son from colluding with each other, the other two police officers followed her closely and stood beside her, watching her dress Manman.

"Mom, where are we going today?" The little girl yawned loudly, and tears welled up in her big black eyes.

The weather was cold after the rain. Jiang Ningning dressed the cub into a small ball again and then said, "Chief Ma slipped and fell down the hillside and died last night. The police summoned us for questioning."

Manman suddenly lost all sleepiness and became interested.

The little mouth keeps chattering.

"Homicide or suicide?"

"Is the autopsy report out yet?"

“Who was the first person to discover it?”

"Where is the crime scene?"

"That's not right. Did the police officer summon us because he suspected us of killing someone?" The little guy tilted his head and glanced at the faces of the three police officers with a look that looked at them as mentally retarded people.

"The Matouya Brigade is more than 30 kilometers away from the county town. Are we going to fly over there to kill him? Is it because he's ugly? Or is it because he's a scumbag?"

No matter how serious the atmosphere is, everything becomes funny when there are little dumplings.

Jiang Ningning imagined what her son would look like when he became a policeman in the future, and she couldn't help but laugh herself out of it when she imagined performing stand-up comedy based on Huo Donglin's face.

"Deputy Commander Jiang, your son is really naive about being a police officer." The old policeman exclaimed in amazement. Whose four-year-old child speaks in the tone of an old policeman?

Manman raised his head, straightened his chest and tightened his stomach, and saluted the old policeman.

Although he is young, his movements are quite standard.

After all, he was a soldier taught by his father Heidan himself.

The old policeman subconsciously returned the greeting.

"Uncle Public Security, I will become the most powerful criminal investigation police in the country like my teacher."

Little Dumpling spoke so arrogantly that no one laughed at him.

The old policeman asked, "Who is your teacher?"

"Meng Ronghuan!"

"What?"

The old policeman was so shocked that his jaw dropped. His eyes were as big as cow eyes. "You actually learned from Master Meng?"

Manman ran forward, raised his head and asked, "Is my teacher famous?"

The old policeman clenched his fists excitedly: "That is a god-like existence in the eyes of all police officers."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The other two police officers nodded and echoed: "There is no case that Mr. Meng cannot solve, and no criminal who escapes his eyes.

"If I could shake hands with my idol one day, my life would be worth it."

Manman coughed twice to clear his throat, then frowned when all eyes turned towards him.

"I shook hands with the teacher, and now I'm shaking hands with you. If I switch hands, it's like you're shaking hands with my teacher."

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