Zhou Xinming first showed his ID to everyone and briefly introduced himself and several colleagues.

Then he talked about the case of Song Baoshun. "Song Baoshun hired someone to snatch his relative's child for unreliable purposes. Now the person he hired, Lu Qingjun, has confessed. The evidence is solid."

"Song Baoshun, stop struggling and come with us."

Song Baoshun, who had just been struggling and trying to argue for himself, suddenly became like a deflated ball when he heard the name Lu Qingjun.

He felt so weak that he couldn't even muster the energy to struggle, but even so, he still refused to admit it.

"Who is Lu Qingjun? I don't know him, and what he did has nothing to do with me."

"Whether this has anything to do with you or not, you'll know once you confront him at the police station. Now, please come with us."

Zhou Xinming's words were quite polite, as if there was still room for maneuver in this matter.

But Song Baoshun knew in his heart that he had indeed done this thing. He had spent a lot of money and mobilized a lot of connections to allow Lu Qingjun to handle this matter alone.

Now that Lu Qingjun suddenly turned against them and gave him away, all their previous efforts were in vain.

Song Baoshun threw down the broom and silently clenched his fists.

Song Baoshun felt a wave of oppression on his shoulders, and he drooped his shoulders dejectedly.

Is this the end of his life? Song Baoshun was instantly disheartened.

"Let's go."

Two police officers pushed him away, and Song Baoshun walked forward weakly with his head down.

When he reached the door, Song Baoshun stopped and turned around to look at the place where he had worked for decades with infinite nostalgia.

Perhaps this departure would be a farewell forever. He looked at the familiar faces of his colleagues, all of whom were indifferent or gloating.

He has done so many wrong things, and now he is still alone at this age. Song Baoshun feels sad again.

Zhou Xinming gave his colleague a look, and Song Baoshun was pushed forward again.

Song Baoshun was taken to the Public Security Bureau to record his statement, and then Lu Qingjun was asked to confront him on the spot.

Song Baoshun initially denied it, but when Lu Qingjun disclosed more and more details and evidence, Song Baoshun suddenly panicked.

Zhou Xinming also took out the evidence he had prepared long ago and placed it in front of Song Baoshun. After a night of interrogation, Song Baoshun finally couldn't withstand the huge psychological pressure and confessed.

The police officer who was handling the case breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhou Xinming also breathed a sigh of relief.

After Song Baoshun confessed, he signed and sealed his confession. The matter was already half settled. The next step was to wait for further review by the procuratorate and then sentence according to the crime.

Jiang Li reported the case to him several times and gave him a lot of credit, but he never did what Jiang Li asked him to do.

Zhou Xinming felt a little guilty. This time, he got rid of Song Baoshun in one go. Finally, Zhou Xinming was not afraid to face Jiang Li.

Especially the case of Jiang Li's sister, their colleagues have been investigating it, but because it involves different provinces and the other party's whereabouts are uncertain, they have put in a lot of effort but there has been no progress in the case.

In human trafficking cases like this, if the person cannot be caught at the initial stage, the chances of finding them later are very slim.

Like their Public Security Bureau, there are many cases that have never been solved, especially several human trafficking cases from more than ten years ago. They have never given up, but the results are not very good.

If Jiang Li hadn't insisted, her sister's case might have been suppressed long ago.

After all, three months have passed and the traffickers have already hidden themselves in the crowd, so the chances of finding them are slim.

Although this was the fact, Zhou Xinming did not dare to tell Jiang Li this cruel truth.

Until now, Zhou Xinming still can't figure out how Jiang Li, who is so smart, could do such a stupid thing?

He sold his own sister with his own hands, but regretted it the next day and immediately came to report the case.

However, the damage caused to his younger sister Jiang Yun was irreparable, especially when Jiang Yun was taken out of the province by human traffickers and eventually disappeared.

Zhou Xinming was worried about Jiang Yun. He hoped that she was alive and well and that their colleagues could find her smoothly.

Song Jialin has been feeling low lately. She had originally agreed to visit the store in a few days, but she just couldn't muster the energy.

Song Jialin lies lazily in bed every day, not wanting to cook or clean, and her head feels groggy all day long.

She wasn't like this before, but recently her mother's imprisonment may have been too much of a blow to her. She was listless all day and just wanted to lie in bed.

She only drinks some porridge every day. Maybe because she eats too lightly, she often feels nauseous.

Song Jialin cooked another pot of porridge this morning and just forced herself to drink a bowl.

As a result, my stomach was churning after a while and I vomited all the porridge I had just drunk.

Song Jialin weakly leaned against the bathroom wall and even had difficulty standing.

She slowly squatted on the ground, hugged her calves with her hands, and buried her head between her legs.

Song Jialin squatted and rested for a long time until the dizziness disappeared, then she slowly stood up from the ground.

Song Jialin struggled to reach her room, holding on to the wall, and lay heavily on the bed.

At this time, her whole body felt weak and sore, and she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit at the slightest provocation.

Song Jialin thought she might be sick, and very sick.

Song Jialin squinted her eyes and touched her pocket. She had spent too much recently and her previous savings had been almost used up.

In addition, she had not been to the store due to illness and had no cash on hand, so she did not even have enough money to go to the hospital.

Song Jialin thought that she could just lie down and rest. As long as it wasn't a terminal illness, she would be fine after enduring for a while.

But at this time she was a little confused. Why didn't her father come back last night?

Normally, my father always comes home on time after get off work, and occasionally when he has social engagements, he will definitely be back before 10 p.m.

However, he did not come home last night, and did not even come back to change clothes in the morning.

My father usually pays the most attention to his image. In the past, even if he didn’t come home all night, he would still come back in the morning to take a shower and change clothes.

The current situation is very unfamiliar to Song Jialin, and she is still a little uncomfortable.

However, her father's temper is getting worse and worse. He beats or scolds her for the slightest thing and no longer shows the care and love he once had.

If it was just that the father and daughter had lost their affection, Song Jialin could still understand it.

But when it comes to money, my father suddenly became extremely stingy.

A few days ago, she asked her father for some living expenses, but not only did her father not give her any money, he also scolded her severely.

Ever since that incident, Song Jialin went from being a favored daughter of heaven to a burden that everyone disliked.