Zhao Guoyan's hand holding the pistol trembled, and he hid the pistol with a bent barrel in his clothes so that the old man would not find it.
He would not go out with a gun unless there was a major case.
But today it happened to be a match.
But now I don’t know whether to be thankful or unfortunate, I don’t even know how to write the report.
He looked at the gatekeeper and said, "Old comrade, please persuade this young comrade to cooperate well and not make things difficult for everyone."
Leave a message and go see Sun Youjun.
Fortunately, there were no serious injuries, just some bruises and scrapes.
The earthquake was so strong that it took me a long time to recover.
Sun Youjun whispered, his tone filled with fear: "Boss, this person is not normal. Did you see her eyes?"
Zhao Guoyan nodded. He saw it, and precisely because he saw it, he didn't dare to confront it head-on.
She was very strong, and the two of them combined were no match for her. His gun was proof of that.
I hope the old comrades can give some good advice.
The old man was trying to persuade her earnestly: "Tell me, little girl, what are you thinking about?"
"Let's not talk about whether what you said can withstand scrutiny."
"Just talking about the physical assault, they're police officers, public servants. Can you just hit them casually? Are you a real tiger, or do you just not understand?"
"Listen to my advice and admit your mistake. You're just a little girl, they won't make things difficult for you."
"Be obedient and follow me back. They'll let you go after they finish questioning you. It won't delay your meal."
"Are you that hungry? Here are two steamed buns. Can you take them and fill your stomach for now?"
Mian'ao swallowed her saliva. It wasn't that she didn't want to listen to the advice. She listened very much.
He grabbed some more of his baggage and declared earnestly, "This is mine. I won't give it to anyone else."
"Okay, okay, okay, if you don't give it to me, I won't give it to anyone," the old man said with disgust. Who would like your shabby belongings?
He returned to the guardhouse and handed the two steamed buns to Mian'ao: "Here, take them. Go back with the police obediently, okay? Don't make any mistakes."
For the sake of the two steamed buns, Mian'ao agreed and nodded obediently.
The old man, Zhao Guoyan and Sun Youjun all breathed a sigh of relief.
The two men came over, thanked the old man, and left with the cotton jacket, their expressions showing great vigilance.
The old man looked at the backs of the three people, feeling melancholy, and couldn't help but give them another reminder.
"Girl, be a good person."
Mian'ao turned around and responded obediently: "I know."
The old man sighed. What a well-behaved child! Why did he have to go to such an extreme path?
I picked up the phone and wrote back to the Mian family.
The Mian family did not take this episode to heart.
Mian Yi used the excuse of being sleepy to go back to her room. The moment she closed the door, her eyes turned fierce for a moment.
It must be that bitch, it must be her.
Why did that bitch know?
And you came here?
Could it be that Qin Dafeng let the cat out of the bag?
That’s right, it must be her.
Mian Yi secretly resented herself for knowing that if she had killed these troublesome people earlier, she wouldn't have the trouble now.
Everything she has now is hard-earned, and no one can touch it.
With a grim look on his face, he took a pen and wrote a letter. In the afternoon, he made an excuse to go out and had someone deliver it.
Mian'ao followed the two policemen back to the police station.
Zhao Guoyan and Sun Youjun slowed down their pace all the way, pushing their bicycles, following one on the left and one on the right, looking extremely nervous.
His eyes couldn't help but glance at the bundle of the cotton-padded jacket. He attached so much importance to it, but he didn't know what was inside.
It's not some dangerous item, is it?
The two became even more nervous.
The road to the Public Security Bureau is not far, and it only takes half an hour to get there.
In front of the desk, Mian'ao was holding his big bag, sitting upright, with a serious face, as if saying, "Ask me now, and I'll leave after you've finished."
Zhao Guoyan and Sun Youjun were silent for a moment, not knowing where to start.
They were afraid that if they said something wrong they would get into trouble.
Zhao Guoyan touched the pistol in his pocket with the barrel still bent, and felt a surge of fear as if he had a heart attack.
He waited until a colleague came in and nodded to him before he started asking questions.
"Comrade, please tell me your name, age, place of origin, and the number of people in your family."
Mian'ao was very well-behaved and cooperated: "Mian'ao, eighteen years old..."
"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: "Well, it doesn't look like it."
Cotton-padded jacket nodded in agreement: "That's right, the adoptive parents are too vicious. He eats little and works hard, so he doesn't grow taller or gain weight, so he doesn't look like one."
The original owner was as pitiful as her, both died of starvation.
Zhao Guoyan and Sun Youjun felt uncomfortable after hearing this. After all, they were the ones who raised her, so it was very heartless to say that.
Besides, it’s hard to say whether they are adoptive parents or not, and it’s also hard to say whether he is really eighteen years old.
They had a deep understanding of what had just happened. How could they allow themselves to be bullied and not grow taller because of hunger?
Zhao Guoyan gestured for Cotton-padded Jacket to continue.
Mian'ao repeated what he said when introducing his family to the security guard.
Zhao Guoyan, Sun Youjun and the security guard thought that Mian'ao was talking nonsense, but they were wary of her because they knew the Mian family's behavior very well.
In order to verify what Mian'ao said, Sun Youjun searched down layer by layer according to the address provided by Mian'ao, found the phone number of Niukou Brigade, and called Niukou Brigade.
Unexpectedly, he received an unexpected news.
"Captain Niu, are you telling me that Mian Jianyong's family really exists? And Mian Jianyong's family reported their daughter to the police a few days ago, saying she stole money and ran away. Are the local police still looking for her?"
Captain Niu, a dark-faced man in his fifties, slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, Public Security Comrade, don't you know that old woman from the Mian family is a miser and a stingy person?"
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