Criminal Psychology Book 1

Chapter 41: Three Graves 04

Compared with Hongjing, Yongchuan, hundreds of kilometers away, is a truly international metropolis. There are many high-rises here, and the traffic is like weaving.

Lin Chen stepped out of Yongchuan Station and saw Fu Hao Zheng stand on his toes, nervously guarding the exit, carefully screening the passengers, for fear of missing something.

After many, many people, Lin Chen looked at him from afar, and always felt that this scene was like the scene from the previous year.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked in front of Fu Hao, but Fu Hao was startled: "Brother, you don't wave your hand or anything, you don't get excited when you see me."

"Then I'll follow Professor Fu's script again?" Lin Chen smiled and asked.

Fu Hao snorted softly, and didn't speak again, but turned around around Lin Chen, then opened his eyes wide, and said incredibly, "Brother, why didn't you bring anything?"

"What to bring?"

"Shouli!"

Before Lin Chen responded, the young master took his arms and walked outside the station. Then the young master started talking again: "You don't know, Zheng Dongdong's group of them just showed off to the grandfather in the group. Shouli, I have already seen the seals of Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, and Shoushan ... "

Fu Hao's information surprised Lin Chen. He smiled and said, "This can catch up with the tribute to the emperor."

"What is this, Comrade Zheng Dongdong himself, he also prepared a set of eight Huanghuali Shouping!"

"It's a big deal."

Seeing Lin Chen wasn't in a hurry, his tone was slow, like ridicule, but Fu Hao was anxious: "Brother, you must have a sense of crisis, look at people, and it is money to order a luxurious birthday banquet for the father Why are we feeling like this? "

"Luxury birthday party?"

"The InterContinental Hotel under Cohen in May is now the best hotel in Yongchuan. Zheng Dongdong is now the general manager of Cohen in May. He does not show off the dying, and directly packages a banquet for the grandfather. Hall. "Fu Hao walked, and kept talking.

Hearing this, Lin Chen only felt inappropriate: "Does the old man know this?" He asked.

"Shouldn't you know?" Fu Hao shuddered, then replied, "They said in the group, to surprise the old man."

Lin Chen shook his head: "This is too self-assertive."

"Is there any way, I think they are also good at our old man, even if he doesn't like it, can the student's intentions be rebuked in person?"

Professor Fu does not drive, and the place where taxis are always overcrowded. When Lin Chen returned, he had already subconsciously and Fu Hao walked to the bus platform. The habit developed in the university was still stubborn after a few years.

Many students were waiting for the bus on the platform. Various stalls were set up on the sidewalk, soot and aroma diffused to the platform. Lin Chen turned around and walked towards the sidewalk.

When he returned, he had a plastic bag in his hand, which contained fresh fruits.

"Brother, what are you doing!" Fu Hao looked stunned at the red plastic bag in Lin Chen's hand.

"Don't you let me buy birthday gifts?"

"It's too casual, can't you buy something expensive!"

"But I do not have money."