Son-In-Law Is A Playboy

Half an hour later, we arrived at a small square in the lower town. Seeing that Guo's navy car was parked near the square, we got out of the car and walked quickly towards it.    

    

Dang, dang.    

    

I knocked twice on the window and the door opened immediately. I got in immediately and saw a notebook with a video on it, probably the surveillance video, on his lap.    

    

He handed me the notebook, and I took it and clicked and replayed it.    

    

The man in the video was wearing a windbreaker with the collar up to cover half his face. He wore a sun hat that protected him from the sun, and a pair of large scalp mask around his neck. His face was covered very tightly, making it hard to see what he looked like.    

    

However, he was only 1.7 meters tall, and his figure was slightly plump, making him look very robust.    

    

I frowned. I couldn't possibly think that he was suspicious just because he had covered his mouth so tightly.    

    

"Brother Guo, where did you see that he's suspicious?"    

    

"Look at this person's clothes, they are basically the type of outfits used to ride mountain bikes. They are either preparing to travel, or just passing by stores to buy supplies. He bought a flashlight, bread, water, and, at first glance, all of these are essential for the journey. This is not a problem, however, after he left the store, there were no footage of him leaving on the street, which is very suspicious."    

    

"I suspect he's dressed up to cover up his identity, and he's the sniper you're looking for."    

    

Hearing his words, I also felt that this person was suspicious.    

    

On second thought, it was not necessarily a trip or a trip. It was possible that his house was in the vicinity and had just returned from outside. He had not come to disarm yet.    

    

I spoke out the doubts in my heart.    

    

He shook his head, "The possibility of such a situation is very small. If we were him, he would definitely want a comfortable meal when we get home, not mineral water and bread. Even if we bought them temporarily to fill our stomach, why would he buy a flashlight? Is there no electricity in the house? "    

    

"Hm, your analysis is very reasonable, this possibility is indeed very small."    

    

I nodded in agreement. "Even if he's the sniper, he's so covered up that we can't even see his face. How do we track him down?"    

    

Guo reached out and swiped across the laptop's touchpad. He turned off the video, clicked on another video in the folder, and pointed to the video. "At this corner, the cameras caught his profile, zooming in so we could see his eyes, which is crucial for us to identify him," Guo said.    

    

I couldn't help but curiously ask, "I can only see the use of your eyes but I still can't see your appearance."    

    

He smiled. "To a painter, only the eye portrait of the suspect is half correct. Moreover, his eyes are already exposed." In addition, because of the tight face of the man with the collar, it is entirely possible to draw a rough outline of him according to his outline, and thus his features are essentially fixed. "    

    

After hearing his flowery voice, my eyes lit up. "So you're saying, there's already a portrait of him?"    

    

Guo handed me a piece of paper and gave me an answer.    

    

When I saw the character on the paper, I was stunned for a moment. After which, my anger welled up. The figure in the painting was actually a scarred face, and when I thought about the size and weight of that 1.7m, it matched him perfectly.    

    

Alright, this cunning thing actually came back. No matter what, we have to catch it this time.    

    

"Do you have a pen?"    

    

I didn't even raise my head as I asked Guo Haijun.    

    

As he handed me the pen, he asked curiously, "You know him?"    

    

"Don't you think he looks familiar?"    

    

Scar Face was wanted in Hong Kong. He should have seen the portrait before.    

    

"It looks a little familiar, but I can't remember who it is."    

    

"When you're done, you'll remember."    

    

As I spoke, I began to draw with my pen, drawing an arc from my right earlobe to the corner of my mouth. This time, it was much more realistic than before.    

    

"Hey, why does it look so familiar? It's the criminal Ren Zhiguo!"    

    

Ren Zhiguo was Scarface's real name.    

    

"At the end of the year, this guy appeared in Lin City. I didn't expect him to dare to return to Hong Kong."    

    

"This guy is as hard to catch as a loach. Every time, he would run away."    

    

Yes, his escaping skills are top-notch. Liu Cong chased after him several times, but he was able to escape, and this time when he returned to Hong Kong, he probably hasn't left yet. This matter should not be known for now, otherwise, if he were to be alerted and if he runs away again, I don't know where to go to catch him.    

    

I suppressed my excitement and thought about what I should do. I had to think of a good plan this time.    

    

"Then I'll keep this a secret for now."    

    

he answered.    

    

I nodded my head thoughtfully. It seemed that it was time to look for my father-in-law. In terms of capturing the suspect, he was the true ancestor.    

    

Then I went back to my car and looked down at my watch. It was already four-thirty in the afternoon. I called my father-in-law and after a few words, he told me to go straight home.    

    

It had been a long time since he last saw Little Qing Zi, so he missed her a lot.    

    

On the way, I called her, and she was immediately pleased and told me she would be home from work.    

    

Ever since we made up, our relationship deepened day by day. Unfortunately, she was usually very busy, and I was also very busy. I couldn't find the time to date her, so I could only tell her about my love on my phone.    

    

An hour later, the city center of Qingyuan Road.    

    

I carried the fruit and walked towards Little Qing Zi's house. It wasn't that Old Lin was stingy about not buying good gifts, but that I had to avoid suspicion. After all, my father-in-law and I were a bit awkward with our identities.    

    

A few minutes later.    

    

Ding dong...    

    

The doorbell rang for a few seconds before the door opened.    

    

Qing Zi's beautiful figure appeared in my line of sight. She was wearing an apron and her hair was loose at the back of her head. She had the appearance of a housewife. I couldn't see a single trace of valiance.    

    

"He's coming."    

    

She looked at me lovingly for a few seconds and greeted me in a low voice.    

    

"Xiao Qing, I missed you so much."    

    

I walked to her side and said a few words in a low voice. I looked inside and lowered my head to kiss her. She quickly looked behind me and whispered with a smile, "You're hateful. You're not afraid of being seen by my dad."    

    

"Your dad's Fiery Eyes of Truth can't hide anything from his eyes. Even if she can't catch us, she'll surely know that there's something going on between us."    

    

I smirked.    

    

She bent down and took out my personal slippers from the shoe closet.    

    

"Did that brat from the Commission for Discipline Inspection come to your house?"    

    

"I've been here before."    

    

Zhang Qing nodded.    

    

I was about to put on my slippers when I heard her words and stopped. "Did he wear them?"    

    

With a sly smile, she nodded.    

    

"Then I'm not going to trade, just go in like this. Remember to buy a new pair another day."    

    

I walked in with a little displeasure.    

    

She quickly grabbed me and gave me a big supercilious look. "I'm just messing around. He's wearing my dad's slippers. How could I let anyone else wear yours? It's usually in my bedroom."    

    

Hearing her words, I immediately smiled in satisfaction. "As expected of my Qing Er."    

    

I immediately changed into those cartoon slippers and lowered my head to look left and right. "Mm. You have good eyes. The slippers I bought are very pretty."    

    

She giggled and patted me on the shoulder.    

    

"Little Qing, you hid a pair of slippers for me to only wear. Isn't that a bit too obvious? Your dad is so smart, so he must be able to guess your thoughts."    

    

His heart was a little afraid of his father-in-law.    

    

"You think he can't tell if I'm not like this? He knows everything in his heart.    

    

She took the fruit from my hand and urged me on.    

    

As I walked in, I turned my head and said, "I've bought you some pineapple honey. It's for beauty and beauty."    

    

She kicked me and growled, "What do you mean! "Do you find me ugly?"    

    

Uh.    

    

He thought about what he had said, and it seemed to mean something like that.    

    

"Sigh, it's a misunderstanding. What I mean is that this thing has the effect of beauty maintenance."    

    

"Just drop it, don't scam me. It's not like I've never eaten pineapple honey before, I don't even have the ability to look good."    

    

F * ck, I was just making it up, but I was exposed by her.    

    

I smiled coyly. "Well, in my opinion, all the fruits should be well groomed. Otherwise, everyone would say that girls eat more fruits …" "Water Spirit."    

    

She angrily slapped my back and reproached in a low voice, "You brat, you don't know many words. Don't talk nonsense about things you don't know in the future. If people hear about it, it would simply mislead their children and even cause them to lose their lives."    

    

Hearing her words, I was speechless. "Isn't it just a fruit? Is it really that serious?"    

    

"Of course, for example, you can't eat a lot of pineapple honey at once. If you eat it with honey, it will cause your stomach to swell and diarrhea. If you eat it seriously, you will die."    

    

I forcefully swallowed my saliva. I raised my hand to wipe away the cold sweat on my forehead. "I really didn't expect that eating fruits would cause my life to be in danger."    

    

"Humph!" It's terrible to have no culture. "    

    

She proudly raised her head as she said that, then threw me a look that said she was illiterate. She turned around and walked quickly towards the living room.    

    

F * ck, he was actually looked down upon by this little girl. What a disgrace.    

    

Fortunately, this was his own home, so he made a sound.    

    

When I entered the living room, I saw my father-in-law sitting on the sofa with a newspaper in his hand. He asked Zhang Qing, "What are you guys muttering about at the door? Why aren't you coming in?"    

    

Zhang Qing smiled and said, "I'm giving Lin Yang some general knowledge about life."    

    

Your sister, these words sounded very awkward. Am I that stupid? I don't even know common sense.    

    

His father-in-law laughed, "What little common sense?"    

    

I immediately cast a pleading gaze at Little Qing Zi, but she ignored me and smiled as she recounted what happened just now. I didn't expect my father-in-law to be stunned upon hearing that. He shook his head and said, "I didn't think eating fruits could cause my life to be in danger."    

    

Puff!    

    

My heart was overjoyed. I tried not to laugh, but it was unbearable.    

    

Zhang Qing looked at his father-in-law in surprise, "Dad, you don't know this common sense either?"    

    

"There are a lot of things that I don't know about, or else people would always say that you live to the end of your life."    

    

After he finished speaking, he turned around and asked me, "Lin Yang, sit down. It's been a while since I last saw you. Let's have a good chat."    

    

"Sigh."    

    

I sat down on the couch.    

    

"How is it going with you looking for Fu Mingkun?"    

    

"He agreed to recommend Han Bing. As for whether he can be chosen, that will depend on the final result of the voting."    

    

"Mhmm, when the time comes, both Xiaoqing and I will vote for her and try our best to get more votes for her."    

    

The words of my father-in-law made my heart warm and I hurriedly thanked him. "Thank you, Uncle."    

    

"There's no need to thank me. Director Han is a very decent person and is a good cadre that the Party needs. Naturally, I'll vote for her." He paused, then asked with a frown, "Why are you looking for me?"    

    

My expression suddenly turned serious as I resolutely said, "Scarface has appeared."