Victor, the world's first private detective, also became her idol at this time.
Her brother was a domineering and extremely stingy parent. The family's only computer was in his room, with a password reserved for him. Even the video game console her father had specially sent from Beijing was only for him to play. Every weekend when her classmates invited her out, she was always short of money because he controlled the family finances. Fortunately, her grandmother loved her the most, and despite her brother's pressure, she always longed for her grandmother's affection.
Lately, pet dogs have been mysteriously disappearing in Penghu District. A bulletin board downstairs was covered in photos of rare breeds of dogs. Mu Zishan, who had just returned from school, stood in front of the board, tore off a photo, put it in his schoolbag, and left the complex in the other direction.
Mu Zishan, after days of investigation, had discovered that the dogs missing from the neighborhood usually vanished while accompanying their owners on evening walks, and more importantly, they were all unleashed. She decided to wait and see who had kidnapped these dogs in the park outside the neighborhood.
Sitting on a bench in the park, Mu Zishan paid attention to those who took their beloved dogs out for a walk, followed them, and kept an eye out for suspicious people around. But to her disappointment, ever since the incident of lost dogs in the community spread, all the dogs were tied up with leashes. Just when she was about to give up, a child suddenly ran over from a distance. He was being chased by an adult. She was in the grass nearby, and then pulled him in: "Shh!" She covered his mouth, and after the person chasing him ran away, she looked at him excitedly. As she had seen the same scene on TV, she analyzed: "Is he a human trafficker? How did you get away?"
The little boy thought she was a little puzzled. He looked outside, made sure no one was chasing him, stood up, and left.
Mu Zishan curled his lips and followed him. Thinking that he might lose his way home, he temporarily tolerated his rudeness: "Hey, where are you going?"
"None of your business." He ran forward madly.
It was getting darker and darker. The boy in front seemed tired and sat on a chair beside the street. Mu Zishan then approached and sat next to him. He rummaged through his schoolbag but found nothing to fill his stomach. He swallowed and said, "How about I treat you to KFC?" He pointed to the sign above his head.
The boy was also a little hungry, but she pulled him up before he could agree. Mu Zishan spent all the pocket money she had saved for a month at once. She noticed that he was not talkative and thought that he was too thin to speak after being abused, so she stuffed a hamburger into his mouth while comforting him: "Do you remember where your home is? I can take you back," she said, acting as a little adult for a while, "By the way, do you have other friends who were locked up by those people?" She took out her diary from her schoolbag and wrote something on it.
"What are you writing?" the little boy finally spoke.
Mu Zishan showed it to him proudly: "As a detective, I have to observe every little thing carefully. Maybe I can help you. Let me tell you, I was looking for the murderer who kidnapped the puppy just now. Look at these, I found..." She told the story slowly, and after finishing one thing, she talked about another, until she was persuaded to leave by the fast food restaurant waiter.
The rain started to fall suddenly that night, and the two children huddled under the arch bridge. The little boy, without a coat, began to shiver from the cold, so she took off her coat and put it on him. "When the rain stops, we'll go find the police. The police know everything. Last time, the neighbor's grandfather couldn't find his way home, and it was the police who brought him back."
"What's your name?" asked the little boy.
"Mu Zishan, Mu means wood, Zi means Laozi, Shan means spruce. My brother's name is Mu Zibai. He said that both he and I lack the character "wood" in our destiny, so our parents gave us these names. What about you?" Seeing the little boy looking so pitiful, she suddenly felt that her brother's bullying of her was nothing. After all, she still had a warm home.
"Ouyang Yusheng!" He didn't like to talk, but he was willing to listen to Mu Zishan's chattering. The bridge arch became less scary because of her voice.
It rained all night long. Mu Zishan woke up from hunger. She called Yu Sheng beside her and found that his forehead was a little hot. She quickly ran to call for help, but when she came back with the police, the person under the arch bridge had disappeared, and she was also taken back home.
Maybe it was because of her disappearance this time that her grandmother doted on her even more and always met all her requests.
Mu Zibai was about to take the college entrance exam, so his grandmother cooked a table full of delicious dishes every day to reward him. However, he never appreciated it and never got up early to eat breakfast. Except for lunch and dinner on weekends, he ate fast food at other times.
Grandma's legs were not good, and she could barely buy things at the supermarket downstairs. She kept talking about going to Mu Zibai's school to bring him lunch. She felt sorry for her grandmother, and since she always got off school earlier than her brother, she could only use her newly bought bicycle to bring lunch to her brother.
That day she went to her brother's school and saw a line of people delivering meals at the door. For the first time, she felt that the treatment of high school students was comparable to that of the giant panda, a national first-class protected animal. No wonder her grandmother kept saying that her children grew up on their own.
"Brother, here!" She raised her right arm high, trying not to be drowned by the crowd. Fortunately, she was dressed quite conspicuously, and at least she was the only little kid in the group of people delivering food, so it was not difficult for Mu Zibai to see her.
The brother pulled her to a wide area on the side. A classmate followed behind him and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Grandma asked me to bring you food!" She pouted unhappily because she almost bumped into the person next to her.
He saw the bicycle beside him and frowned: "Did your grandma buy this for you?"
"Who told you not to buy it for me?" She shook the handbag in her hand. "I just wanted to bring you food."
He took it, and at that moment Mu Zishan smelled a smoky smell on him and felt a little confused.
"Zibai, is this your sister? She's so cute! She even brings you food." The classmate behind him came over and studied her. She was short, dressed casually, and wore a pair of naughty shoes.
"Stay aside!" the brother said to his classmate, then touched her head, "You go back, I'll go back for dinner in the afternoon." He knew that as long as he didn't go home for dinner, grandma would definitely ask his sister to continue bringing him food.
As they turned to leave, her brother's classmate actually turned around and winked at her, causing her to gasp.
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