Practice a low-level profession until you become an immortal and call yourself an ancestor

Chapter 5: Visitors from the Government (Please collect and read)

When Boss Zhao heard the noise, she felt it sounded familiar. She turned around and saw that it was Chu Changqing.

She covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Chu Changqing, are you not dead!?"

Chu Changqing nodded, but before he spoke, he heard Boss Zhao say: "Hurry up, go to the Yamen to report to the official first, and then save Changqing when you come back!"

fuck you!

No, you have to speak more clearly, otherwise this bitch can really lead people away.

Chu Changqing said directly: "Madam boss, all the thieves are dead! Now I am the only one left in the courtyard!"

After he was done, he stood up staggeringly and showed the landlady that he was not disabled or injured.

The important thing is to express: I can still sing.

When Mrs. Zhao heard and looked, her eyes rolled, she immediately stopped everyone and signaled for someone to report to the official, while she trotted quickly.

"Oh, my little ancestor, you are not hurt, are you? Let me take a look!"

She came to Chu Changqing's side with tears in her eyes, her expression was as distressed as she was, and she was completely different from before.

Chu Changqing looked frightened. Now that he was being cared for, his face gradually turned rosy: "I'm fine, boss lady, but you scared me to death just now."

Immediately, taking advantage of the large number of people present, without waiting for Boss Zhao to ask questions, he directly asked: "Boss Boss, the fight between those two groups just now was so scary. Are those from our troupe?"

He also gestured: "Just like that man, he punched three times, one punch at a time, to kill the three gangsters, and then"

Chu Changqing's plan was very simple, just to kill him, but two groups of thieves suddenly fell from the sky and started fighting.

The last person killed three people and ran away without knowing anything.

When the officials asked, he said that he was hiding under the table in the room and did not dare to look up.

Now he said this in front of everyone just to give them the impression that "two groups of thieves fell from the sky."

Boss Zhao was originally stunned as she listened to Chu Changqing's constant talk.

But he didn't know what he thought of, his face turned pale, and the fear in his eyes was no less than when he saw the dead person just now.

"To shut up!"

She suddenly shouted and stopped Chu Changqing's words: "Little ancestor, we need to make it clear to you that that person is not from our theater troupe! Don't talk nonsense anymore!"

She didn't wait for Chu Changqing to speak, turned to the people at the door with different expressions and said:

"Our Zhao family has a clean foundation. We all have a hard-earned meal. You should know whether any of us know martial arts!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded.

"We are all opera singers, how can any of us know martial arts?"

"Perhaps it's just two groups of thieves fighting and hitting us. Don't worry too much, boss lady."

"That's right, we will make it clear to the official."

When Boss Zhao heard this, she shed a few lines of tears: "You have some conscience, remember, when the official comes later, don't talk nonsense! Is it easy for my team to support so many of you?"

She spread her hands and performed the appearance of a poor woman vividly: "What if we are wronged and our troupe is wronged, otherwise everyone will have nothing to eat! It's so difficult to live these days, woo woo woo."

"Don't worry, boss lady!"

"Make sure you make it clear to the official!"

Everyone was talking a lot, patting their chests to assure themselves, and Chu Changqing also responded, but in his heart he admired the boss's wife very much.

This acting skill is comparable to or even slightly better than his on screen.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

After a while, many policemen with swords on their waists came in aggressively.

As soon as Boss Zhao saw the person, her eyes lit up, and she immediately stepped out in two steps. At the same time, she smoothed down the gauze she was wearing, revealing the white snow: "Oh, the king arrests the head, it scares the little kid to death."

The head catcher's face darkened, he raised the knife in his hand and made a show of not entering: "Zhao Meihua, stop, business is business!" When Boss Zhao heard this, her face was full of sorrow, but she did not dare to say anything, because she could see that , this Wang Baotou, who usually collects her money and wants her people, is serious.

Chu Changqing looked at the aggrieved and angry expression of the landlady and thought inexplicably:

In the past, when nothing happened, I called her Xiao Tiantian, but now I call her Zhao Meihua.
But also normal.

In Xinzhuang County, death is a trivial matter, but if it involves a private martial arts fight, it would be a big deal.

No wonder Wang Captou, who had a good relationship with Boss Zhao in the past, acted like this.

Together with Wang Captou, a total of sixteen people entered the independent courtyard. They immediately set up bonfires and surrounded the walls and gates to put on guard.

The tough-faced Wang, who looked to be in his early thirties, walked to the three corpses and leaned over to observe. Finally, his frown suddenly relaxed.

"Huh, it's okay. He's not a martial arts master. He's just a little thief with some brute strength. He doesn't have much ability other than being stronger."

Wang Captou obviously doesn't want martial artists to appear in the place he is responsible for, otherwise he may not have a good life.

Seeing Mr. Wang's eyebrows relax, Mrs. Zhao immediately approached him with a smile: "Oh, it's so late at night, but it scares people to death!"

At this time, Wang Captou was in a good mood, and he no longer refused Boss Zhao's embrace, and even hugged Boss Zhao directly in public.

"It's okay, what are you afraid of when I'm here!"

He looked at the people around him again and asked loudly and sternly: "Who is the witness?"

As soon as the question came out, Boss Zhao's wife answered directly: "I, Mr. Wang, it was me, and that group of thieves started fighting in my yard. Fortunately, they didn't attack me, otherwise... 嘤嘤嘤."

Without thinking much, Capt. Wang raised his hand and motioned to the brothers to take the body away and go home. At the same time, he said to Boss Zhao: "It's okay, it's a small problem. These people are not warriors. Don't be afraid! Let's go, come with me first." Go to the Yamen to make a statement."

With that said, the group of people left, really coming and going in a hurry.

Chu Changqing didn't expect that things would be resolved like this.

It seems that the government doesn't care at all about the death of non-martyrs.

This also illustrates that in this era, human life is not valuable, or in other words, local officials are mediocre.

As for why Mrs. Zhao took the initiative to help him take care of the problem.
Chu Changqing was convinced that the relationship between the two was definitely not good.

When Mrs. Zhao first saw him, her first reaction was to run away. She had to tell Mrs. Zhao that there was no thief before she dared to come over.

The main reason why she could go to the Yamen was that she was afraid that his words would be flawless, and then things that were originally trivial would be brought up again.

So just go and settle the old relationship yourself.

That's good, it saves him some time.

Chu Changqing turned to look at the theater troupe who had not yet left, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your hard work, colleagues. You didn't get a good night's sleep, and you still rushed here."

"Harm, no harm, no harm."

"You're welcome, Changqing. We are all one family, so why bother?"

Everyone waved their hands politely and then left.

After all, it's still early, so I can still sleep for a few hours when I go back.

After sending everyone away, Chu Changqing couldn't clean up the broken door. He could only wait for the carpenter to come tomorrow to repair it.

Seeing the blood stains left on the ground, Chu Changqing couldn't help but sigh again.

The death of this ordinary person is like the death of an animal.

Life is worthless!
If those detectives looked around, they would immediately be able to see the clues, because the door of the house was obviously damaged from the inside out, and there was obviously something wrong with the wall where he wiped out the fist marks.

Chu Changqing shook his head. Such irresponsible officials are indeed rare.

It's a little cooler in early October, but if you cover yourself with a quilt, you won't get cold.

Besides, he didn't plan to sleep today.

So, Chu Changqing called up his panel, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his skill experience value had greatly increased!
(End of this chapter)