In fact, the story is not like this. What they saw in the news was true. If it was not reversed, they would have been scared to tears.
If she gets scared, who will accompany her on patrol?
After breakfast in the morning, we went back to the office to sleep. No one could stand staying up all night, but fortunately they had nothing to do and were suitable to catch up on their sleep.
"Have you heard? Recently, a female ghost from the cold palace came out of the palace and keeps singing some off-key songs at night. It makes people's scalps tingle. It's so scary."
It turns out that everyone knew about this rumor. I don’t know which gossipmonger spread it with such detail.
Jiang Cha decided to never sing again as it was such a huge blow.
If it is passed on further, who knows what it will become?
The patrols have been going on for half a month. The above means that it would be best to catch them before the New Year. Time is tight and the task is heavy.
My eyes are wide open every night and I feel very lethargic during the day!
The section chief knew that they had been patrolling recently, and the factory’s staff quarters had been doing the same recently.
It was New Year's Day, and no one knew who the bad guys would target next. Every unit and every street office was mobilized. Everyone was practically patting their chests, promising that they would definitely not let that bastard go.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been patrolling every day lately, but everyone looks like a bad person to me.
For example, a man she has been seeing frequently recently.
I heard he was a doctor in the hospital. He looked very gentle and wore glasses.
Jiang Cha felt that he was weird, a feeling he couldn't describe, just awkward.
"Do you have a goal?"
Exchanging intelligence is a daily routine for every team.
"We've been keeping an eye on an old lady lately. She always goes into the woods alone in the middle of the night."
Jiang Cha wondered if the old lady had found her second life, as they had caught her on a date?
"That old lady isn't a human trafficker. I went to see her. She went to the woods just to catch an adulterer. Her son was shot after taking the blame for a girl, and now he keeps a close eye on that woman every day. If she does anything fishy, she'll call the police immediately."
It sounds familiar. Isn’t she the old lady they saw on guard duty that day?
"I've been seeing a doctor lately who looks very cold. The other day, when I passed by his family compound, several girls were interested in him."
"Just because he's well-mannered, you say he's suspicious?"
"Prejudice, you're just feeling vindictive towards handsome guys like us."
No one agreed with Jiang Cha's opinion, and they all thought that she couldn't stand others being handsome.
She was like a pervert. As soon as Mr. Su left the hospital after get off work, she followed closely behind him.
They split up, each with their own goals, and decided to see who was the better hunter.
Dr. Su is the youngest doctor in the Third Hospital. He is said to be an excellent doctor, but I haven't found out exactly what he does.
The young nurse protected Dr. Su very closely and no one could reveal his privacy.
If someone from outside were to seduce them, their Third Hospital would be left with only a glimmer of hope. The doctors were all bald, and the nurses felt dizzy after a day's work.
Dr. Su, who seemed aloof, was surprisingly kind to the children. The more I watched, the more I felt he cared about the children and was planning to kidnap them.
There are many handsome ones, but there are also many scoundrels and perverts.
Seeing him buy two handfuls of noodles and take them back, Jiang Cha was sure that there was definitely not only one person at home, but also that the traffickers treated him well and gave him noodles to eat.
She turned around and ran to inform her friends. She was not completely confident in facing the pervert and it would be unsafe if she hurt the hostages.
"Quick, I found the trafficker, that perverted doctor. Hurry up, tell him to buy two bags of noodles and take them back. There must be a lot of people inside, fire support."
Several people ran after her, and when they got near his house, they remembered that the bicycle was still thrown on the side of the road. Why didn't he ride it over?
He made a few training gestures, meaning to follow closely and remember to provide cover later.
“1, 2, 3, up”
"Bang!"
The door opened from the inside, and Dr. Su, whom she had been following, stood at the door, and there were several people inside laughing.
"Little guy, what have you figured out after following me for a day? How about following me for another day tomorrow and I'll take you to work?"
The villa, a detached villa, was dug out by her feet!
"Um, sorry, we were just passing by, really, just passing by!"
After saying that, he was about to turn around and run when someone inside spoke to him.
"Xiao Jiang, I'm your sister Xiao Wu! Come in and talk. Don't leave until we're done eating."
I went in with my head held high, thinking about changing the subject.
"Are you guys keeping an eye on the human trafficker case? We are too. Doctor Su is our bureau's forensic doctor and has been accompanying us on crime scenes these past few days."
Actually, sister, you don’t need to explain. It’s already embarrassing enough and there’s no need to make up for it.
There are four people in the room, which meets the requirement of having a large number of people.
Perhaps because the child felt so sorry for herself, Sister Xiao Wu gave her an important piece of information.
Human traffickers have a quirk: they like to sing operas that sound good. In an era when everyone knew model operas, who wouldn’t hum a few lines?
The girls who lost all sang better.
Soon they gathered and discussed their plans for fishing. Isn't it just about singing well? Simple, whoever sings well should step forward and let her see.
"Build a seven-star stove, boil three rivers in a copper kettle; set up an eight-immortal table, entertain sixteen parties; all who come are guests, all depends on their mouths."
"Other girls wear flowers, but I, your father, don't have enough money to buy them. Pull off a two-foot red hairband and I'll tie it up for Xier."
The good ones are all hidden talents. They sing well and have good figures. Apart from singing for others, they can't do anything else.
"I wonder if this is possible? You've been walking around for an hour, and you only know a few lines from a model opera, always the same two lines. If it goes on any longer, you'll be exposed."
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