Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 537
Mo Junying raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Grandma Shui, please take Fubao back."

Mo Junying handed Fubao to Laoshi.

Lao Shi was about to reach out, but Fu Bao tightly hugged Mo Junying's neck, buried his small head in Mo Junying's neck, and said stubbornly: "I won't go back, I want to be with Brother Ying."

Mo Junying lowered her eyes, reached out and stroked Fu Bao's hair: "Be good, be obedient, Brother Ying has something to do."

"But I want to accompany Brother Ying."

"But Brother Ying doesn't want Fu Bao to see the embarrassment of being taken away."

Mo Junying gently separated Fu Bao's hand, and put Fu Bao in Lao Shi's arms.

Fu Bao looked at Mo Junying, his chubby little face was serious and tense, tears were rolling in his big eyes.

It's so pitiful that people can't help but feel distressed when they look at it.

Mo Junying's heart throbbed in pain.

He turned his face away, not daring to look at Fu Bao's pitiful appearance again, for fear that if he took one more look, he could not help but agree to Fu Bao's request.

This time it was really dangerous, he didn't want Fu Bao to be involved.

Laoshi sighed: "Fu Bao, don't worry, Wu Jin will definitely clear Mo Junying."

Fu Bao didn't speak, but looked directly at Mo Junying.

"You and Grandma Shui go back first, I'll be back in a few days."

Mo Junying didn't want Fubao to watch him being taken away by the car, he was afraid that Fubao would be sad.

Tears finally fell, Fu Bao choked up and said, "Brother Ying, you must come back safely."

"Okay, I promise you."

Mo Junying patted Fu Bao's head again: "Hurry up and go home, I'll watch you go back."

Lao Shi carried Fu Bao to the house.

Fu Bao lay on Laoshi's neck, looking at Mo Junying without blinking, just like an abandoned puppy.

Mo Junying endured and endured, and finally resisted the urge to snatch Fubao back.

Mo Junying didn't turn around until Fu Bao was no longer in sight, and said to Wu Jin lightly, "Let's go."

Wu Jin nodded: "I won't handcuff you for now, I will handcuff you in the police station. You have to go through the process."

Mo Junying glanced at him, pursed his lips, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Wu Jin: ...

Damn, this year a suspect is even more powerful than his authority!

Who is the suspect?
No, why is he so polite to this kid?

Wu Jin scratched his head, and when he opened the door and was getting into the car, he saw the old god Mo Junying sitting in the passenger seat.

Wu Jin: ...

He looked at the driver Xiao Jia: "Who asked him to sit in the co-pilot?"

Xiao Jia said with a sneer, "Didn't Xiao Mo always sit in the co-pilot before? Why don't you sit in the back?"

Wu Jin glanced at the place behind where the prisoners were kept.

He scolded MMP.

Looking at the motionless Mo Junying, Wu Jin could only resign himself to his fate and opened the back door and sat behind.

The jeep roared away.

The villagers talked about the jeep.

"Who do you think Mo kid killed?"

"Could it be a mistake, kid Mo is only 13 years old, how can he kill someone?"

"You can't be judged by appearances. This kid usually looks cold and calm. I look like a cruel man. It may not be impossible to kill someone."

"But isn't he in the village every day, who is he going to kill?"

"Are you still following him at night? If he goes out to kill a lot of people at night, don't you know?"

"However, I always think that Mo boy doesn't look like a murderer."

"Okay, it's not up to us to say whether it's a murderer or not. At that time, there will naturally be comrades from the police to handle the case. Let's think about how to eat so much food this year."

"Hahaha, you are right. This year our village has a bumper harvest of grain. This is the first time I have seen so much rice."

"It's a pity that Xu Yaomei was taken away by the commune, otherwise it will bring a good harvest next year."

"You're wrong to think so. It's a good thing for Xu Yaomei to be taken away by the commune. Otherwise, our village will live a good life, and the people around are extremely poor. Don't they all have to borrow food?"

"If you say that, my heart will be balanced. Let's go, let's go to work."

Fu Bao listened to the gossip of the villagers, and burst into tears.

"Grandma, they are so bad, how can they say that about Brother Ying? I regret being so kind to them."

"Fubao doesn't cry, they just have bad mouths, not necessarily bad hearts, besides, there are still many grandparents and uncles who don't believe that Mo kid killed people? It can be seen that there are still good people in the village, right? Don't you have the heart Watching them starve? Think about Da Niu’s grandma, Grandma Zhang, and Grandpa Li, they are all good people.”

Fu Bao bit his lip, buried his face in Lao Shi's neck, and cried, "But I'm just not happy. Why can I see through anyone's face, but I can't see Brother Ying's face?"

Lao Shi patted Fu Bao's back and comforted him: "Didn't you say that Brother Ying is the luckiest person in the world besides you? Since he is also the luckiest person, Brother Ying will be fine. Yes wrong?"

Fu Bao raised his head and nodded vigorously: "Yes, grandma, you are so right! By the way, grandma, what shall we have for dinner tonight?"

Lao Shi: ...

Sitting in the car, Mo Junying looked at Ying Se, who was quickly retreating outside, with indifference in his eyes.

"Boy, why are you not in a hurry?"

Wu Jin put his head up through the iron railing and said.

Mo Junying didn't squint, his eyes looked straight ahead.

"Hey, why are you so cold-tempered, kid? Thanks to me, I know you well. If you change someone else, don't you think you are resisting to cooperate with the investigation? I said you have a bad temper. , it will be a big loss.”

Mo Junying turned her head and glanced at him indifferently: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Wu Jin: ...

Dare he speak so clearly, this kid didn't listen at all?
"Hey, kid, did you kill or not?"

Mo Junying squinted at him: "What do you think?"

Wu Jin: ...

Can we have a good chat?

Wu Jin's heart was very itchy, the more it was like this, the more Mo Junying ignored him.

It was said that Mo Junying would kill people, but Wu Jin actually believed it.

Don't ask why.

Just intuition.

And he felt that this kid might have blood on his hands.

But it is absolutely impossible to say that Mo Junying killed them and they are now investigating that person.

At this time, Mo Junying said to Xiao Jia again: "Stop the car and let me drive."

Xiao Jia was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Mo Junying said lightly: "Someone spilled nails in front, and the car can't get through."

"What? A nail? Why can't I see it?"

Xiao Jia stretched his neck and looked desperately with his [-] eyesight. He looked so hard that his eyes were almost doubled, but he couldn't see the nail.

(End of this chapter)