After Kicking Ming Ye, He Cried and Begged Me To Hug Him Every Night!

  Xiao Tan was stunned for a while, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting. He said with admiration, "I think Jiaolong's father must also be a famous person."

   "Perhaps." Jin and Shi shrugged, then sat on the sofa with cold eyes, "But do you think that a father who abandons his daughter without any sense of responsibility, deserves achievement?"

  Xiao Tan's eyes lighted up and replied, "Perhaps, he didn't mean it?"

   Now and then, he raised his eyes, his eyes wandered, and he smelled a very confusing scent of sandalwood.

   On the bronze wooden stand in front of her, a censer was quietly burning.

  Xiao Tan held a pen in his hand, seemingly inadvertently on the armrest of the sofa, tapped slowly, his tone changed, "Jiaolong, have you ever thought about finding your father?"

  The eyes narrowed slightly, watching the movements in Xiao Tan's hands, the cold eyes also became erratic, and he couldn't help answering, "I thought about it, but I can't find him."

  Xiao Tan's lips curled slightly, and his kind appearance gradually twisted into the hazy sight of the present and the past, and his voice also changed from humble to solemn,

   "Then think about it carefully, why did you enter the Tenth Military Region in the first place?"

   The eyes of the present and the past seemed to be covered with a veil, and he said softly, "Because I have superb marksmanship, the Tenth Military Region needs me."

   "Jiaolong, that's not the case." Xiao Qin's voice suddenly sank a bit, like a drum beating in her ear, bringing out a vibrato. Like the bells ringing in the distant mountains, the echoes are long. Accompanied by the sound of the pen gradually increasing in rhythm, it is full of bewitching power, "Perhaps you should have heard of the inheritance of the siren."

In the past and present, "I know that in the cemetery of the criminal police team, there are 22 excellent criminal policemen. They have no names, only the siren. After their death, the siren will be sealed until future generations inherit their siren, which can be passed on. "

"Storing is remembering, and restarting is inheritance." Xiaotan continued, "What is inherited is not only this string of numbers, but also responsibility and mission. Martyrs use blood and life to give it a different meaning. When a martyr's blood is in his father's generation When you put on the long-held siren for the place you protect, you will also embark on a journey that your parents have not finished."

   "I...don't quite understand." Jin and Si's eyes were slightly stunned, and he stared blankly at Xiao Tan.

   Until I heard Xiao Qin read out a series of numbers, "135285."

   Jin and Shi unconsciously pinched his palms, lowered his eyes and muttered, "I remember this series of sirens, he ranks first in the cemetery, and he is a very powerful hero."

   "Have you not seen your own siren? Jiaolong." Xiao Tan asked, "Oh, I forgot, the Criminal Police Corps didn't tell you the siren that belongs to you. I'll tell you now that you inherited 135285."

   Jin and Shi stared at Xiao Qin in a daze, dazed.

   The rhythm of the pen in Xiao Tan's hand is getting more and more compact,

   "Jiaolong, even if you have strong spear skills, if you want to join the criminal police force, you still need to be formally established. Why did the corps give you permission to come and go freely to the Tenth Military Region.

  Because you are the daughter of 135285, when 135285 cracked a corpse cooking case that caused a sensation in the whole country, he and Li, the mastermind of the corpse cooking case, who had the title of murderer, perished together. "

   "135285 left a letter, he hoped that his siren would be passed on to his daughter, that is, you Jiaolong, but he asked the corps to never tell you the truth."

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  Cavinka's can't.

  I also received a notice today that the 14th will be exempted, and the 15th will explode with 10,000 characters! Make up! Heart to heart!