"Ouch, it hurts like hell! Damned soul-less scoundrel of the heavens above! Oh Momma, take it easy on ..."
While crying and cursing to the sky, a middle-aged woman was hoisted onto a stretcher by dical staff.
And a crowd of onlookers had already gathered around.
"Murder! This is murder, officer!
Soone kidnapped our dog yesterday, and today soone’s out to get my wife!
This is definitely no coincidence, it’s preditated for sure!
Officer, I’m friends with Director Lu, so you’ve got to catch the real culprit quickly. How else are we state officials supposed to rest easy serving the public..."
The middle-aged woman’s husband, Director Zhang, had also rushed to the scene and was now indignantly puffing and glaring at the several police officers responsible for the investigation.
Ironically, the one handling the case turned out to be Wang Zhao Ping.
At this mont, he was sowhat helplessly listening to the continuous lanting.
A common case of high-altitude object throwing had been reported to the police as attempted murder.
Alright, even if that "assassin" mastered math and physics, calculated wind speed, gravity, and precisely judged the impact point, and was super lucky to hit the target...
But how does one go about killing soone with an apple?
Are they joking?
If it weren’t for Director Lu personally making a call, he, a criminal investigation captain, would never deign to personally handle such a case.
"Rest assured, Mr. Zhang, we will definitely find the responsible party as soon as possible."
Wang Zhao Ping patiently soothed the man while trying to keep his composure.
As he looked up to observe the scene, his gaze inadvertently swept across the crowd, and his expression suddenly froze.
Just outside the crowd, a familiar figure was talking with a young couple holding a child.
"Xiao Ru, can you take charge of the scene for a bit?"
Without further ado, he walked swiftly past the still prattling Director Zhang and headed over...
...
"That was terrifying..."
The young woman, holding the child tightly in her arms, still had a pale face.
"It’s okay, we’re safe and sound, aren’t we?
It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have gone to take that call!"
The tall, skinny man with glasses was consoling the woman while draping his arm around her shoulders, feeling guilty.
"Young man, I really can’t thank you enough!" The man turned to ng Lang, expressing his gratitude.
ng Lang, hearing the man’s words, waved his hand and smiled.
"Why thank ? I just chatted with the baby because he’s so cute, nothing more. Dodging a disaster, that’s your good luck, haha!"
He certainly had no intention of going around telling everyone that he had built another few levels to the pagoda of rits.
He did these things without ulterior motives, just seeking peace of mind.
"Given our pace at the ti, if it weren’t for your few words, young man... things might have turned out badly."
The man glanced at the scene nearby, his face full of fear as if convinced that ng Lang was their savior, which left ng Lang sowhat stunned.
"Haha! Okay, I’ll accept the thanks then, it’s all fate!
By the way, do you usually walk in this neighborhood?" ng Lang suddenly asked.
He really wanted to understand why "falling objects from high altitudes" had not been ntioned in the previous episodes.
If such a sensational incident had happened in the nearby community, it made no sense for him to be oblivious to it, right?
Did history get nudged by again?
"I usually take the baby for a walk in the park outside the neighborhood to get so sunshine.
But I heard soone kidnapped a dog in broad daylight near there yesterday, and I worried about safety, so today I only dared to walk around inside the neighborhood with the baby."
Although she didn’t understand why ng Lang suddenly asked this, the young woman still answered truthfully.
Uh...
So that’s how it is...
That ans, I bumped into Cheng Biao, who in turn probably clashed with that dog, and that dog affected this couple...
Quite a roundabout connection!
ng Lang couldn’t help but cover his face.
I thought history was as such, giving rise to my story.
Turns out, it’s because of that history is what it is...
So in a strict sense, this is yet another classic case of ’ng Lang’s success and failure.’
This unpredictable fate, oh...
"Brother ng! It really is you!"
While he was musing, a familiar voice suddenly rang out next to him.
ng Lang turned his head to see Wang Zhao Ping, in a police uniform, squeezing through the crowd and walking excitedly towards him.
"Eh? Captain Wang, what are you doing here?"
Wang Zhao Ping was in uniform today, blending in with the other police officers, making it difficult for ng Lang to recognize him at first glance.
"What a coincidence. I’m here on duty," Wang Zhao Ping said with a smile.
"And I was about to ask you the sa thing. You don’t live around here, do you?"
"Oh, I’ve moved. Just moved in."
Wang Zhao Ping was taken aback for a mont.
Moved? This is a high-end neighborhood; you’re moving up in the world quite fast...
But considering the other guy had so newfound wealth, it made sense.
Plus, the national treasure had been found right when they said they would. Could he be lacking money? It’s all a cover...
Seeing others nearby, Wang Zhao Ping cleared his throat.
"Ahem! Brother ng, can I talk to you in private for a mont?"
"Oh! Sure, let’s go over there,"
ng Lang saw that the other party had sothing to discuss with him and pointed to a distant spot.
Then he turned around and smiled as he gently touched the little one’s soft cheek.
"Then we’ll be off. Bye-bye, Fan Fan!"
Watching their backs as they walked away, the man stared for a while, puzzled, and turned to the woman.
"Did we ever ntion Fan Fan’s na just now?"
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