MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 1777 Who gives you confidence

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Chapter 1777 Who gives you confidence

He looked at the mobile phone and thought about not playing this phone call. Don't look at his mouth and say it is refreshing. The head can be broken, the blood can flow, the phone won't hit, but if it is really critical, what can be put on the exercise.

Major Jack... Mu Yuan took a deep breath and felt a suffocating sigh in his heart. He ate the burger all over the place. At the beginning of the night, he ate noodles like no one else. "When can we go?"

The little girl's eyes are pure and innocent, and she is ignorant of the world's sinister appearance. Mu Yuan and her explained that there is no harm in the passport, and may treat him as a bad person, perhaps to send them to the Immigration Department. This is the lightest case, but who knows that he does not know which police officer was drawn, and even found his gun in his car.

Mu Yuanyi, I want to have a dog's despair, he can put more than one gun in the car, and the ammunition is sufficient, because they have a lot of luggage, he put it in a less conspicuous place, and put it in the checkpoint. The firearms were thrown into the back seat and temporarily covered with clothes.

This is not something that can be solved by the Immigration Department. His guns are not full of bullets. When they returned, they had been treated as heavy criminals.

Mu Yuan, "..."

His luck has always been good, although buying a lottery will not be heavy, the edge of a few numbers can still be touched, no matter what you do, feel blessed, there is no such time. I ate noodles at the beginning of the night, and took the bowl and drank the soup. Several police officers came in and threw the guns on the table. "Whose gun is this?"

Mu Yuan did not answer, he was thinking about how to come back, pointing at him at the beginning of the night, "His."

Mu Yuan thought, he finally found such a point of back, it must be that luck at the beginning of the night was too bad, and he was tired. In fact, at the beginning of the night, Mu Yuan did not say that Mu Yuan could not explain that the gun was the rest of the people. Because it was all his fingerprints, he said that there is no way to go round, but it is better to be confessed.

Then there is a series of questions, what to do with the gun, where to buy it, this is the European and American weapons and equipment, or the top, whether someone is on the body and so on and so on.

Mu Yuan knows to interrogate this set and keep silent. The police officer's key Raiders are placed at the beginning of the night.

"The gun is ours, human life? No, we didn't kill."

"Where I bought it, I don't know, he has been wearing it all the time?"

"I didn't bully me, no, you misunderstood, he didn't bully me."

"I really didn't kill."

"Where did you buy it? Is this a big deal? I see everyone has a gun on it."

Mu Yuan, "..."

Police officers, "..."

The little girl was innocent and her eyes were clean. Suddenly, they had a sense of reason that they said. No matter how they interrogated, there was no news to dig them out. Mu Yuan was laughing and dying.

Ridiculous laughter, if this matter is not handled well, he is going to eat jail here, this face is really can not afford to lose, he looked at the phone, the heart seems to have a needle poked him, faint It hurts, there are some Acacia affair, attached to the bone marrow, a little bit of a squad to smash up and drown his world, he thinks that a person who has committed drug addiction, took a deep breath, picked up the phone a little nervously.

Playing, or not playing?

Will he come?

He has always been responsive to himself. After he has experienced that incident, will he still control him? Mu Yuan suddenly threw the phone on the table and closed his eyes. Mu Yuan, Mu Yuan, why are you so shameless, you killed the younger brother, and hope that everyone will **** you all the way, who will give you Confident, who gives your face?

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The small theater was late, pulling the curtains to take a nap and overslept.

(End of this chapter)