It was a boy, very clean-looking and a little thin. He was dressed better than other children and seemed to come from a well-off family. But for some reason, he didn't seem happy about being rescued, nor did he cry or make a fuss. He just huddled quietly to the side, not looking at anyone.
Song Yun took out her water bottle, walked over to the boy, and handed it to him. "Would you like some?"
The boy raised his eyelids and glanced at Song Yun, then reached out to take the kettle and took several gulps before stopping. It seemed that he was very thirsty.
The nurses were also feeding water to the other children.
Qi'an, who was guarding the door, shouted to Zhou Yuli, "Captain, those villagers who have been following us have all retreated."
Zhou Yuli was stunned. "Are you retreating now?"
Song Yun was also surprised and thought a fight was about to begin.
But think about it, although they are numerous, they are all mortals. How can they be a match for the guns in the hands of the police? Even those with guns have been arrested. Do these people holding shoulder poles and sickles still think they can fight against the guns in their hands?
As long as you don't take action, everything will be fine.
Once you start, there's nothing more to say.
After calming the children down, Song Yun and Zhou Yuli took the prisoners and the children down the mountain.
When we returned to Qili Village, all the people who had gathered to watch the fun were gone. Every house in the village had its doors closed, and not even a child could be seen.
The criminal has not been tried yet, and everything is still undecided. Even if Zhou Yuli suspects the villagers, he can't do anything at this moment. He can only take the criminal back for trial first.
With so many children, Song Yun drove back and forth three times, and the three-wheeled motorcycles also made several trips back and forth before they transported all of them to the Dongcheng Public Security Bureau.
The Dongcheng Public Security Bureau contacted the person who reported the case and asked them to come and pick up the child.
The Dongcheng Public Security Bureau was as bustling as a market, with people crying, shouting, cursing, and fighting—all kinds of things.
Song Yun came out of the data room after finishing the case record and saw the boy huddled in the corner without saying a word in the noisy hall.
The boy was watching a mother spanking a child, who was crying and scolding at the same time, but she was very gentle. After the spanking, the mother and child hugged each other and cried. The boy kept staring at them, with envy in his eyes.
Song Yun walked over and asked softly, "Has your family not come to pick you up yet?"
At this time, a female servant came over and said to Song Yun, "This child has been silent all the time. He doesn't say anything when I ask him. Is he mute?"
Song Yun was very sure that the boy was not mute. He didn't say anything because he didn't want to say anything.
"Where do you live? I can take you back." Song Yun asked.
The boy said nothing.
Nv Yan added, "There's no case involving him among the people who reported the crime, and we don't know where he was abducted from."
Song Yun asked the boy again, "Don't you want to go home?"
The boy lowered his head.
Nu An was also worried. What should she do? Should she send the child to an orphanage?
Looking at the boy in front of her, Song Yun thought of her past self. At that time, she lost all her relatives overnight and became an orphan. That night in the Public Security Bureau, she was just like the boy now, pitiful, weak and helpless, huddled in a corner, with no one caring about her.
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