Chapter 5 5 Entered the Public Security Bureau

Zhao Guoyan's hand holding the pistol shook and he hid the pistol with the bent barrel in his clothes so that the old man could not find it.

Normally, he would not go out with a gun unless there was a major case.

Today it was a coincidence.

But now I don’t know whether it’s a blessing or a misfortune, and I don’t even know how to write a report.

He looked at the guard and said, "Old comrade, could you please advise this young comrade to cooperate well and don't make things difficult for everyone."

Leave a message and go see Sun Youjun.

Fortunately, there were no major injuries, just some bruises and scratches.

The earthquake was a bit violent, and it took only half a day to recover.

Sun Youjun whispered, with fear in his tone: "Boss, this person is not normal. Have you seen her eyes?"

Zhao Guoyan nodded, he saw it, and because he saw it, he did not dare to confront him head-on.

She was very strong, and neither of them combined was a match, and his gun was proof of that.

I hope the old comrades can give me some advice.

The old man was trying to persuade me sincerely: "Tell me, girl, what are you thinking?"

"Let's not say that what you said cannot withstand scrutiny."

"As for the matter of taking action, they are police officers and public officials. Can they be beaten casually? Are you a real tiger, or do you still not understand?"

"Listen to the uncle's advice and admit your mistake. You are a little girl. They will not make things difficult for you."

"Be obedient and follow back. They will let you go after they ask questions. They won't delay your meal."

"Are you so hungry? There are two cornbreads here, please take them to cushion them, okay?"

Mian Jiao swallowed her saliva, it wasn't like she didn't listen to advice, she was very obedient.

He grabbed some more baggage and declared seriously: "What's mine will not be given to anyone."

"Okay, okay, if I don't give it, I won't give it to anyone," the old man said in disgust. Who can value your shabby possessions?

He returned to the guard booth and handed the two steamed buns to the cotton-padded jacket: "Take it, and follow the police back obediently. Do you hear me? Don't be a fool."

For the sake of the two wotou, Mian Jiao agreed and nodded obediently.

The old man, Zhao Guoyan and Sun Youjun all breathed a sigh of relief.

The two came over, said thank you to the old man, and left with their cotton-padded jackets, looking very wary.

The old man looked at the three people's backs, filled with melancholy, and couldn't help but give another warning.

"Girl, be a good person."

The cotton-padded jacket turned around and responded obediently: "I know."

The old man sighed, what a well-behaved child, why would he take such an extreme path?

Picked up the phone and wrote back a letter to the Mian family.

The Mian family did not take this episode to heart.

Mian Yi returned to her room on the pretext of being sleepy. The moment she closed the door, her eyes turned fierce.

It must be that bitch, it must be her.

Why would that bitch know?

Did you even come here?

Could it be that Qin Dafeng let it slip?

That's right, it must be her.

Mian Yi secretly resented that if she had known that all these troublemakers would have been killed, there would not be the current trouble.

Everything she has now has been obtained with great difficulty, and no one can touch it.

With a ferocious face, he wrote a letter with a pen, excused himself to go out in the afternoon, and had someone send it off.

The cotton-padded jacket followed the two police officers back to the Public Security Bureau.

Zhao Guoyan and Sun Youjun were walking half a step slower than the others, pushing their bicycles and following them to the left and right, extremely nervous.

His eyes couldn't help but glance at the baggage of the cotton-padded jacket. He paid so much attention to it that he didn't know what was inside.

It's not a dangerous item, right?The two of them became even more nervous.

The road to the Public Security Bureau is not far, it only takes half an hour.

In front of the desk, the cotton-padded jacket was holding his big baggage, sitting upright, with a serious face, as if you would ask a question quickly and then leave after I finish.

Zhao Guoyan and Sun Youjun were silent for a moment, not knowing where to start.

They are deeply afraid of taking action directly if they say nothing wrong.

Zhao Guoyan touched the pistol with the barrel still bent in his pocket, feeling frightened after having a heart attack.

He waited until a colleague came in and nodded to him before he started asking.

"Comrade, please tell me your name, age, place of origin, and family size."

The cotton-padded jacket is very well-behaved and cooperative: "The cotton-padded jacket,..."

"Eighteen?" Sun Youjun next to him exclaimed.

The cotton-padded jacket looked over innocently.

Zhao Guoyan frowned and glared at Sun Youjun.

Sun Youjun touched his nose awkwardly: "What about that, it doesn't look like it."

The cotton-padded jacket nodded in agreement: "Yes, the adoptive parents are too vicious. They eat less and do much more. They don't grow taller and don't grow flesh, so they don't look like him."

The original owner was as pitiful as she was, and both died of hunger.

Zhao Guoyan and Sun Youjun didn't feel very happy. No matter what, they were the ones who raised her. It was too heartless to say that.

What's more, it's hard to say whether they are adoptive parents, and it's hard to say whether they are real.

They had a deep understanding of what they had done just now, how could they let others bully them and not grow taller because they didn't have enough to eat.

Zhao Guoyan motioned to the cotton-padded jacket to continue.

Mian Yao told the doorman again what he had said about introducing his family members.

Zhao Guoyan and Sun Youjun, like the guard, felt that Mian Jiao was talking nonsense, but they were wary of her knowing the Mian family's behavior very well.

In order to verify Mian Jiao's words, Sun Youjun searched layer by layer based on the address Mian Jiao provided. He found the Niukou Brigade's phone number and called Niukou Brigade.

Unexpectedly, he got unexpected news.

"Captain Niu, do you think there is indeed Mian Jianyong's family? Moreover, Mian Jianyong's family reported to the police a few days ago, saying that their daughter stole the family's money and ran away. Now the local police are still looking for someone?"

Captain Niu, a dark-faced man in his 50s, patted his thigh and said, "That's right, Comrade Public Security, you don't know that old lady from the Mian family is a miser, an iron cock."

"Don't mention the loss of money at home, even if you lose a firewood stick, you will be scolded in the village for a long time. This time, you will definitely be angry to death."

Sun Youjun was silent, and he was sure he heard the meaning of gloating.

The captain of the cow on the phone was still saying: "But, we don't think that girl in the cotton jacket took it."

"That girl in the cotton-padded jacket is submissive and as timid as a mouse. She is bullied by those old ladies every day and her life is almost gone. How can she be so bold?"

"Comrade Public Security, let me tell you, we all guessed in private that it was Lao Mian's family who tortured that girl Shuo to death. They deliberately spread false information and escaped punishment."

"That girl in the cotton-padded jacket is really suffering. She has never had a good day since she was born."

"Some people in our village felt sorry for the little girl and secretly helped her."

"Then these old ladies knew about it and they still yelled at each other. Tell me, is this something a mother can do?"

"But it's impossible to say he picked it up. Qin Dafeng's temperament won't pick up other people's children and raise them, let alone a loser."

Sun Youjun glanced at the cotton-padded jacket sitting upright not far away. He was still alive, but the Mian family was not that bold.

Just picked it up?

Sun Youjun thought about the cotton-padded jacket's introduction to his family, adoptive parents, biological parents?

Captain Niu on the opposite side was still talking loudly, so Sun Youjun hurriedly said: "Captain Niu, Comrade Mian Jiao, how old are you? Do you know?"

"I know, why don't you know, that girl is the same age as my grandson, she is eighteen."

"Oh, Comrade Public Security, that girl did something wrong. Don't say eighteen, even if you say she is twelve or thirteen, people won't believe her."

What follows is Captain Niu's 10-minute description of the miserable childhood of the cotton-padded jacket.

When he talked about being excited, he even slapped the table and stamped his feet, which made Sun Youjun, who was just a listener, angry.

(End of this chapter)

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