Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Kindergarten teachers have taught that nails should be cut frequently and hands should be washed frequently so as not to be infected by germs and get sick.

This female ghost sister's fingernails are longer than her hands, so there are many germs hiding in them?

cough.

Little friend, you seem to be paying attention in the wrong direction!

The female ghost blinked, raised her hand to look at her nails, and quickly explained:

No, it's fake, fake!

sweat.

At the main monitoring room of the haunted house, seeing this scene, everyone was ashamed.

After that, the mother and son did not encounter a ghost until they walked out of the haunted house.

You two are not afraid at all, why are you wasting ghosts?

It's better to scare those people next door!

Sitting on a chair outside the haunted house:

Mom, this haunted house isn't scary at all!

Why are so many sisters crying in fright?

Su Zhixiao coughed:

Well, the ladies and sisters are relatively timid. Besides, they are all girls. You are a boy, and boys are bold!

Then, mom is also a girl, why isn't mom afraid?

Why are there so many children?

Su Zhixiao took two deep breaths:

Mom trained when she was in school, so I'm not afraid.

Anatomy class, should be counted as training, right?

Okay, it's getting late, we should go home.

The kid pouted and thought: I know you adults will change the subject every time you can’t answer a question!

Forget it, don't care.

Mom, where are we going?

Su Zhixiao squeezed his son's little hand:

Let's go back to the old house today.

It's really inconvenient without a car.

The main thing is that the children still go to school tomorrow morning, so it is more convenient to live in the old house.

Yeah, Mom, I want to sleep with you today!

good!

Taxis can only go to the gate and cannot enter.

When the mother and son got out of the car, they saw someone arguing with the security guard at the gate.

My friend is inside, and now I can't get in touch suddenly. In case something happens, can you bear the responsibility?

The security guard just stopped the person and didn't really do anything. Moreover, the words he spoke were extremely rational:

Sir, we can understand how you worry about your friend, but we also have rules, we can't just let people in.

Why don't you just tell me which building your friend lives in, and we'll send someone over to check it out, do you think it's feasible?

Didn't I just forget which building he lived in? Brother, just be flexible, just once, okay?

Sorry, no!

Su Zhixiao had already approached with his son, and probably heard all the conversations between the two parties. After a careful look, he saw that the man who was going to make a fuss seemed to be carrying a camera in his bag. A very uncomfortable feeling.

In the chest pocket of the shirt, it seems to be a work card, very similar to the style of the media.

I'm afraid it's just a paparazzi, right?

What are the paparazzi doing here?

He took his son's hand tightly:

Congee Congee, come, mother hug.

The child didn't know anything, and when he heard his mother say that he wanted to hug him, he opened his arms directly.

When passing by a few people who were arguing over there, he reached out and pressed the back of the head of the child in his arms.

Mrs. Fu!

The security guards in the community have already memorized all the people living here, and they are basically directly identified manually.

Trouble.

Security opened the door:

Does Mrs. Fu need us to drive you and the young master back?

After all, it takes at least seven or eight minutes to walk from the door to the place where you live inside.