"It's better to believe that there is nothing!" After standing at the door for a while, Han Jun finally made up his mind to talk to Han Shipeng with "his own". Even if his father doesn't believe it, he should pay attention to it and put out the disaster Mars while it was still smoking.

"Bangbangbang" knocked on the door, and Han Jun shouted close to the door, "Dad, I have something to tell you."

"Wait a minute" After a while of hiatus in the room, "Come in," Han Shipeng said.

Han Jun pushed the door and saw his father and mother sitting upright, but the expression on his face was not very natural, but Han Jun didn't have the heart to think about those things. He said to his mother: "Mom, I have something to tell my dad."

Jin Fang glared at her eyes, "You little brat, do you have to carry your mother on your back if you have anything to do?" But as she said, she got up and walked out. The one who passed by Han Jun was holding a strand of Han Jun's hair and said, "Look at your hair, it's so long like a gangster in the summer, and you're not afraid of lice?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go to cut it tomorrow. Mom, didn't that neighbor Aunt Zhang ask you to go to the square tonight? Go and get it." As he said that, he gave Jin Fang out of the room.

"Then I'm going." Jin Fang went downstairs and dressed and went out.

Han Shipeng was a little surprised. Han Jun suddenly wanted to talk to him alone today, patted the bed and signaled Han Jun to sit beside him, "Xiao Jun, why is it so mysterious to talk to me alone? Oh, by the way, your mother said that you are brave today? OK, boy, you have a bit of a father's style, but you are talking again. You are still young now, don't make a fuss when you encounter problems."

"Dad, are you going to participate in an anti-gang campaign?" Han Jun looked solemn. He ignored his father's cares about the rest and said straight to the point.

Han Shipeng was stunned. He didn't know how Han Jun knew about this. Then he thought, and gave Han Jun a thunderous sound, "Boy, is the scholar listening to the wall?"

Han Jun rubbed his head and asked relentlessly: "Dad, don't interrupt, right?"

"yes."

"Can you not go?"

"Oh, boy, why do you want to speak to your mother? This is not like you."

"How are your intelligence done? Are you detailed?"

Han Jun's performance really puzzled Han Shipeng. Since he knew about it, he would no longer hide it: "Student Han Jun, please do not question our work. We have experienced investigators."

"What if they had guns?"

Speaking of "gun", Han Shipeng laughed: "What do you think of in your head? How many guns? Where did you hear this?"

"Dad, I didn't hear it from anywhere, I just said what if they had a gun?" Seeing that his father didn't care at all, Han Jun said anxiously.

"Xiaojun, these things are not something you should consider. But I'm very happy that you can think about it for you." Han Shipeng laughed loudly and patted Han Jun on the shoulder vigorously. However, in his opinion, such things are too far from Han Jun, and they should not be a problem that a child as old as he should think.

"Dad, I'm serious. If you don't do enough information, what will happen if they have guns and many guns? Have you ever thought about it?" Han Jun said without further investigation.

"Where did you hear these things?" Han Shipeng finally felt strange about Han Jun's abnormal behavior, and frowned slightly and asked him back. Han Jun mentioned the criminals' gun again many times. After several hints, he felt a little relieved. Perhaps, he was really careless?

"I really didn't hear anything. It was what you said to my mother just now. I admit that I heard that my father and mother's walls were wrong, but when I went back, I thought, gangsters, have you always taught me to be careful of sailing for ten thousand years? I thought, what if they have guns? You are my father, what if there is a mistake and call me and my mother?"

"Um..." Han Shipeng was a little moved when he heard Han Jun say this, thinking that his son was not raised in vain and knew he loved his father. Moreover, what Han Jun said was indeed reasonable, so he was careful that the Wannian Ship couldn't help but ponder.

Seeing that there was a door, Han Jun thought for a while and continued to ask, "Dad, do you have bulletproof vests?" It is obviously impossible to stop his father from participating in this mission, but if there is a bulletproof vest, even if there is any danger, it will not cause too bad consequences. That's what Han Jun thought. In his impression, the bulletproof vest is omnipotent.

Han Shipeng nodded, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "You are so careful that you can drive a ship for thousands of years. It is worthy of being my son. It is right to be cautious. Chairman Mao said that you should despise your opponent strategically and pay attention to your opponent tactically. I have written it down. This time I will apply for a few sets of bulletproof vests." He rubbed Han Jun's head and rubbed his big split into a bird's nest.

"Hey, Dad, be gentle, my head shape is messy." Seeing that my father was concerned, Han Jun also felt relieved, and at this time he had a fight with his father and protested loudly.

"With the head shape, there will be love. I honestly explain to the party. Have you ever had an early love for you?" Han Shipeng stared at his eyes and asked Han Jun.

Han Jun curled his lips and said, "Dad, what are you talking about? How is that possible? Depending on my mouth shape, I am mediocre...fat...fat...fat...fat...fat...fat...more...more."

Han Shipeng laughed loudly. He didn't care about his son's personal affairs at all. He thought that boys should be like boys. As for other parents' early love affair with discoloration, Han Shipeng felt that it was not worth laughing at all. Others were afraid of affecting their academic performance. For Han Jun, a student with sports specialty, academic performance became secondary. Saying this was just a joke with Han Jun.

"I still said I didn't have an early love relationship, what happened to Li Youmi?" Han Shipeng teased.

Han Jun immediately became anxious when he heard this: "Dad, are you peeking at my letter?"

"Who wants to see your letter, the envelope is written with a famous one."

"You don't know that snot girl. We have been writing letters for many years." Han Jun muttered. When talking about Li Youmei, he would start five years ago. Han Jun, who was in the sixth grade, lived in his grandmother's house because he was close to the school. A family moved into the courtyard. A single woman from another place brought a little girl, Li Youmei, a Korean girl who often carried two snots.

However, in that era, a single woman with a daughter and didn't see her having any serious job, it was inevitable that she would be rumored. Li Yumi, who was five years old, was "involved" and was often bullied by children in the yard.

Han Jun was different from other children at that time. He never bullied girls. Perhaps it was related to his father's education and thought it was a matter of incompetence. Once, he saw that Li Youmi, who was holding two snot and sloppy noses, was bullied by several children. Han Jun taught those kids a lesson and came to "heroes to save beauty", but this "beauty" was really a bit unbeautiful.

Later, I felt that Li Youmei, who found a backer, liked to play with Han Jun very much, but Han Jun was much older than her and didn't like to coax children, especially a little girl. Every time Han Jun was pestered by her, she would act fiercely and scare her. But whenever she was at that time, Li Youmei always hid aside and laughed, not afraid of him, but just stopped pestering her for the time being.

This situation did not last long. The family moved away half a year later. Before leaving, the little Li Youmei solemnly asked Han Jun for an address and said she wanted to write a letter to him. She originally thought she was joking, and Han Jun didn't take it seriously, but she didn't expect that from her original tender and crooked handwriting to a little slowly. This letter has been written for five years. Although it was all trivial matters, Han Jun was still very graceful and would reply to the letter. He still sympathized with this girl who seemed to have no father.

"The snot girl is not bad, at least she is going to have a wife." Han Shipeng joked with Han Jun. Seeing his son's embarrassment, Han Shipeng was overjoyed.

"Dad, don't, my wife in the future will be as beautiful as a fairy. That snot girl can't do it." Han Jun waved his hand.

"Oh, I'm both a vulgar and beautiful woman. I've even dropped my book bag with you. Can I understand Lessons in China?"

"It's still done, I bought a set of Kangxi dictionary today." Han Jun mentioned the "Kangxi Dictionary", and thought that notes that were "seriously inconsistent" with the dictionary content were inevitably a little guilty, but this subtle emotional change did not attract Han Shipeng's attention.

The father and the other two chatted for a while, and Han Jun finished what he wanted to say, and after losing his worries, he returned to his house to continue reading.

Han Shipeng looked at his son's back and thought about what he said, thinking about something.

He had his own considerations, and some things were not told by Han Junniang and the other two. The case was actually under their charge. The city attached great importance to it and he also guaranteed the leaders. All preparations have been made, but according to the information, there is no information about these people holding guns. If he acted too cautiously at this time, it would inevitably make people laugh at him as timid. In everyone's eyes, that group of bandits were already in the jar and fish on the table. It was only a matter of time to catch the credit for this trip.

But his son's words make sense. If the criminal's firepower exceeds his expectations, he can't afford to take the case. In a dilemma, Han Shipeng decided to let it go in order to be safe and secure!

Fang Yidao, Han Shipeng looked up at the quartz clock hanging on the wall. It was already half past eight. He frowned and thought for a while, got up and put on his clothes, and told Han Jun, "Xiaojun, Dad, come back later, you and your mother will go to bed first." He rode his bicycle to the municipal bureau.

"It seems that my dad has taken it seriously, so I'll feel relieved." Han Jun lay on the windowsill and saw Han Shipeng leaving on a bicycle, smiling slightly.

"I'm going to my grandma's house tomorrow. If the notes recorded in the real one, maybe the future will be beautiful." Han Jun fell asleep with the green stone full of his mind...
Chapter completed!