Chapter 118 Nian Nian was caught
"Hmm?" He drawled out his words, narrowing his eyes. His gaze, filled with inquiry and danger, scanned the faces of everyone around him, threatening. "Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist. It's best not to wait for me to arrest you personally."
Shi Nanqi pulled the end of her ponytail nonchalantly, looking as if she was letting him do whatever he wanted, which made Shi Guilin very angry.
Shi Linzhuo tilted his head and touched his earlobe, which was a little cold, and enjoyed watching the fun.
Anyway, it wasn't him who was bombed.
Nian Nian lowered her head, her hands clasped nervously over the pocket containing the firecrackers. She was small and short, so her posture made it difficult to discern any expression.
Nevertheless, no one knows a son better than his father.
After Shi Guilin had interrogated Shi Nanqi and Shi Linzhuo, the two persons who ranked first and second in his mind as suspects, he concluded that the "murder" was not committed by them and ruled them out.
For a moment, he remained skeptical and looked down at Nian Nian with disbelief.
Shi Nanqi and Shi Linzhuo followed his gaze and looked at Nian Nian together.
Three gazes converged on the same person like bright spotlights. Nian Nian felt the gazes above her head and lowered her head again.
Shi Nanqi and the other two were afraid that he would go up to the ground.
When Shi Guilin saw Nian Nian's posture, he knew it was him who did it even though he couldn't see her face.
It's obvious.
In an instant, the old father was halfway through Lin Xinliang's speech: "..." Good boy, you are capable.
Shi Nanqi also reacted: "...Hmm??? That's not right..."
Shi Linzhuo, who instantly understood the truth and knew the culprit, was incredulous: "No way! Kid, are you serious? You aimed and threw it?"
Shi Guilin glared at him fiercely.
Nian Nian quickly pulled her hands away from her pockets, leaving afterimages of her hands in front of her chest. Her voice trembled with anxiety: "No, no, Nian Nian threw it with great force. The cannon ran to Papa by itself..."
The more he spoke, the weaker his voice grew, until it was almost inaudible. He was clearly utterly guilty, knowing his explanation was untenable.
Shi Guilin nearly fainted from anger. Feeling helpless, he clenched his fist and pressed it against his forehead: "Didn't Dad tell you not to touch it? If you were any more foolish and really threw the cannon at yourself, you'd be in trouble."
Nian Nian muttered: "Nian Nian is not stupid..."
"..." Shi Guilin closed his eyes in despair, "Is this the point?"
He sighed heavily, walked up to the boy who was bowing his head in repentance, and squatted down.
Without saying hello, he reached into Nian Nian's pocket rudely.
"Well, no." Nian Nian subconsciously protected Doudou and took several steps back.
Shi Guilin's hand fell empty-handed.
He sighed, "There's no point in running. Come here."
Shi Guilin grabbed Nian Nian's clothes by her back like a little chicken, and slid her towards him, while pulling away her hands that were trying to cover her ears and steal the bell: "Okay, stop covering it, I know you have a gun in your pocket."
Nian Nian was stunned for a moment, not understanding how he found out. She slowly lowered her hands, no longer trying to hide them, with the words "heartbroken" written all over her face.
Shi Guilin didn't bother to discuss or chat with him, but reached into the left pocket of his cotton-padded jacket and said, "I want to see how much you put in—that's not right."
He frowned, and his fingers felt a soft foreign object in his pocket. He twisted it and said, "What is it?"
Nian Nian looked at Shi Linzhuo and Shi Nanqi for help: "Brother, aunt, help Nian Nian..."
Shi Linzhuo seemed to have turned on the anti-reconnaissance function. The second before Nian Nian's gaze fell on him, he reacted quickly, turned his head, and gazed at the night sky affectionately.
It was obvious that he refused to receive Nian Nian's distress signal.
Nonsense, his younger brother almost blew his uncle to death, the record can be checked.
If it was just some trivial matter, Shi Linzhuo and his uncle could play the bad guy and the good guy respectively and let the matter go.
But now is a critical moment for my uncle to educate his child. I cannot interfere at will and argue for the child without distinguishing right from wrong.
Shi Linzhuo understood this principle.
Shi Nanqi also understood this very well, and responded to Nian Nian's request for help with a look of pity and helplessness.
Nian Nian withdrew her gaze in despair, and watched Shi Guilin pull his hand out of his pocket and place it in front of the two of them with a fearless attitude - the five fingers between them were covered with sticky noodles.
There are even some green unidentified objects scattered around!
The dumplings wouldn't have become sticky originally, but after being heated by Nian Nian's body temperature, the dough had already lost its original dry and soft appearance. In addition, the meat filling was thoroughly mixed, so the dumplings were now sticky like a piece of shit.
Shi Guilin stared at the unknown object in his hand for a while, not even daring to smell it. The most terrifying possibility came to his mind: "Is this Yuanyuan's poop?"
It's no wonder that he made such bizarre guesses. It's mainly because children are ignorant and can do anything crazy.
Yuanyuan on the side flapped his ears: "Woof woof! Woof woof woof!" The golden retriever seemed to understand, and became extremely excited, and started barking at him.
Shi Guilin felt as if he was scolded by a dog.
"Not Daddy." Nian Nian blinked and muttered, "Nian Nian is not stupid, I won't pretend to be a daddy."
He confessed honestly, "It was the first dumpling Nian Nian made this afternoon."
As he spoke, he puckered up his mouth without warning, like a duck with a flat mouth: "Papa is so mean, he said the dumplings Nian Nian made looked like dog poop, woo woo..."
The children's fragile self-confidence was severely hit.
Shi Guilin tried to remedy the situation: "...it was too dark, Dad couldn't see clearly. Dad saw that they were dumplings. Look, the green ones are scallions."
What he said made sense and sound evidence. Before Nian Nian's tears could burst out, they were held back.
Shi Guilin then settled the score with him: "This matter is over, let's not talk about it anymore. Turn around, let me feel your other pocket."
Nian Nian's gasping breathing stopped for a moment, and she moved slowly, turned her body sideways, and faced Shi Guilin with her pocket.
As expected, Shi Guilin took out a handful of firecrackers and a lighter.
"Look, look." Shi Guilin shook the evidence he had found in his palm. "Anything else you want to say?"
Nian Nian stood with her feet turned inwards and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Papa, Nian Nian didn't listen and took it secretly."
"But, but, Nian Nian didn't blow up Papa on purpose..."
Shi Guilin used a little force and slapped Nian Nian's butt through her thick pants. "You blew my pockets away, you little bastard."
"Woo..." Nian Nian hummed. Even though it was his fault, he felt a little aggrieved. "Then, then let Papa use Nian Nian's pocket."
At least Gui Lin wasn't hurt at all by the explosion. It was New Year's Day, so he didn't want to lecture the child, so he just teased him: "Do you want to blow me up?"
Nian Nian hurriedly explained: "Papa will definitely not be killed by the explosion!"
Shi Guilin was stunned: "Huh?"
There were two snickers from Shi Nanqi and Shi Linzhuo.
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