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Chapter 1700 Man with dyed hair(1/2)

Meng Jixi glanced around the room.

Soon, he discovered the target.

Without hesitation, he walked straight over.

...

Meng Jixi patted the man on the shoulder of the dyed hair.

The man with hair dyed frowned tightly and looked at the card in front of him with an unhappy look.

I didn't notice any movement on my shoulders for a moment.

...

Meng Jixi increased his strength and took a few more shots.

"Ouch~"

The man with hair dyed shoulders tilted and cried in pain, "Who is it?!"

The man with hair dyed hair was not very good-looking and his face became even more ugly, and his words were filled with anger.

He turned to look.

Want to see which guy who is not very eye-catching is so light or heavy?

Next second.

He was stunned.

Why is this person... familiar?

...

Meng Jixi showed a polite smile.

"Hello."

"I-"

"ah!"

The man dyed his hair screamed.

He remembered.

Isn’t this person the person he met when he went to find Li Wei before?

he-

No, the man with hair dyed looked at the few people behind Meng Jixi. How could they be here?

It seems that he is here to find him?

The man with hair dyed faced with confusion.

"Hello."

An old man next to him couldn't wait to push the man with dyed hair away, "If you have a friend coming to see you, go and chat first."

"I'll take your place."

The man with hair dyed staggered.

"Stinky old man, you-"

"Let's go outside to talk."

Meng Jixi interrupted the man's furious furiousness.

"Who are you? Just talk if you want to talk?"

The man with hair dyed hair was in a bad mood, "Get out, I have nothing to talk to you."

As he said that, he was going to pull the arm of the old man who had just snatched his position.

Meng Jixi reached out to stop the man with hair dyeing.

"Hello."

"My name is Meng Jixi."

"I care about you-"

"I'm a policeman."

The man's voice of the hair dyed hair came to an abrupt end.

"I have some questions about Li Wei."

"Can you please spare some time?"

......

Meng Jixi's words made the noisy chess and card room silent.

police?

Why are the police coming?

Everyone looked at Meng Jixi with a look of surprise and suspicion, and then at the man with dyed hair.

Did this young man commit a crime?

This is the first reaction of uncles and grandparents.

All the police found this place.

......

The dyed hair man swallowed.

A little panic appeared in his expression.

Seeing this, Meng Jixi raised his eyebrows slightly.

There is a situation.

Hearing that he was a policeman, he reacted so much.

Although it is not ruled out that this person is naturally timid.

But it looks like this person doesn't look like a timid person.

......

"You said you are a policeman or a policeman?"

The man with hair dyed was quite sarcastic and frustrated, "How did I know you were not a fake?"

“There are many people who pretend to be police now…”

The man dyed his hair muttered in a low voice.

......

"This is my identification."

The man with hair dyed subconsciously wanted to get it, and Meng Jixi had already stuffed the ID back into his pocket.

He is still in his internship, only has a temporary certificate and no police officer certificate.

He will be awarded a formal police officer certificate only after the one-year inspection period has expired.

But he thought that the person in front of him should not be able to tell the difference between them.

"Or, if you are worried, we can also go to the police station to talk."

Meng Jixi thought she was easy to talk.

“Any police station can do it.”

......

The man dyed his hair opened his mouth.

The calmness of the man in front of him made him almost believe in the identity of this young man who looked a few years younger than him.

And, police station?

What a joke, he won't go to the police station!

......

"It seems you have made a decision."

Meng Jixi smiled, "Then let's not disturb others here."

"Let's go outside and find a place to talk."

After saying that, Meng Jixi turned around and walked towards the door.

He was not worried that the man with dyed hair would not follow.
To be continued...
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