Qu Jian'er found Xiao Zhang, who had been knocked unconscious, in the guardhouse and asked Hei Dazhu to look after him.
He then walked back to the police car.
I heard a muffled "No."
Qu Jian'er turned her back to the crowd and looked at the thugs, deliberately revealing a wicked smile: "I heard you're not convinced?"
"Who told you that? I didn't say that!" The thug was shocked. He looked at his companion, and as Qu Jian'er narrowed her eyes, she slapped her companion hard. "Did you, you idiot, say that?! I... arrest me, arrest me now!"
He feared that Qu Jian'er would make another move.
He frantically pounded on the police car door.
He was so scared that he begged the police officers to arrest him immediately.
Seeing the two suddenly go mad, the police officers, led by Dai Yin, fell into deep thought.
Is this cowardly, mentally challenged person really a Class B alien wanted by the security data network?
The thought of Star Bandits.
Dai Yin frowned slightly and glanced at his companions who hadn't had their belongings confiscated.
His intuition told him so.
This is the time to find Qu Jian'er!
Qu Jian'er noticed the gaze: "Stolen goods? Oh, I kept them all and stuffed them into my pocket."
Dai Yin sighed, "It must be confiscated."
Qu Jian'er first feigned surprise, then readily handed over the two guns and all the bank cards to the other party: "Really? I thought that the equipment I dropped was mine. Okay, okay, it's all yours."
Seeing that Qu Jian'er was so agreeable.
Dai Yin suddenly felt a little out of place.
But he didn't know why he couldn't adapt.
Dai Yin was both amused and exasperated.
He didn't think much of it; in his opinion, small-time bandits like him couldn't possibly possess mechs.
Moreover, someone as politically conscious as Qu Jian'er would never embezzle it.
Dai Yin said, "This isn't a keyboard game or a holographic game, so how could there be equipment drops? Let's not talk about that. The director of the orphanage is looking for you now that he's recovered. The certificate and bonus will be given to you along with the compensation from the Taoist temple soon."
Qu Jian'er wasn't in a hurry at all. She waved her hand and smiled, "Okay, take care, see you next time."
Dai Yin and the other police officers: "..."
These days, are people still eager to see the police?
Qu Jian'er settled Xiao Zhang in.
He looked at the dean who was being helped up.
The other party suffered an undeserved disaster.
Yet he remained defiant, because he knew that if he didn't stand up for himself, the orphanage would be finished.
Qu Jian'er said gently, "Good morning."
The dean wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I don't know this person?"
Qu Jian'er nodded: "My surname is Qu."
The director was very grateful, and his gratitude quickly outweighed his fear of Qu Jian'er's methods: "Miss Qu, I don't know how you guessed the situation here, but I still want to thank you on behalf of the welfare home. Rest assured, we answered the police's questions truthfully, without omitting or overstating anything."
He said a lot in one breath.
A lingering effect of having one's mouth gagged.
Upon hearing this, Qu Jian'er did not accept the credit.
After seeing the director and some of the teachers in the orphanage, she already knew why the orphanage was surrounded by golden light—because these people were truly good people.
It's best to have no ulterior motives.
And this kindness.
It was foreshadowed that they would turn misfortune into good fortune.
To avoid the director of the welfare home saying anything more, she accepted the gesture of presenting the banner.
The two just added each other as friends.
An elderly blond man with a cane approached; he was also one of the hostages. "Without Miss Qu, my old bones would have given out. If Miss Qu needs anything in the future, I can help you on behalf of the Smith family."
The dean spoke with utmost respect and heartfelt reverence: "Miss Qu, this is Mr. Smith, the kind-hearted person who has been supporting the institution the longest and the most. Those wicked people made many phone calls, but Mr. Smith was the first to arrive, and Miss Qu was the second."
Qu Jian'er looked at the old man who was dressed in noble clothes, but his noble clothes were mixed with a few gray deathly auras.
That was a warning before death.
Only good people who cultivate good relationships can withstand such reminders from heaven and earth.
Normal death energy is gray, but it does not clump together.
The formation of clusters is a reminder, a sign that Heaven wants those in the Xuanmen (Taoist sect) to encounter such a situation and not to stand idly by and watch someone die.
As long as they are saved.
You will then gain merit.
When Qu Jian'er heard the dean respectfully introduce the elderly man's surname...
She thought of the nine great families in the history of the empire.
Smith was one of them.
If the Smith family had provided funding to the 49th Welfare Home, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it would have a place in the Empire.
Qu Jian'er calculated the other person's fate line: "Between you and me, I may not be the one who needs help the most."
Mr. Smith was quite surprised, but he was a man of great experience who had seen it all.
He didn't completely disbelieve Qu Jian'er's nonsensical words, but remained skeptical.
Qu Jian'er gave Mr. Smith a meaningful smile, then looked at the dean: "I came here with Xiao Zhang today. He's a kid from your institute."
The dean was surprised: "The children who grew up in this institution either stayed and became teachers or went far away. There's no Zhang...you mean Zhang Mengmeng? That child is honest. Yesterday, he suddenly brought over 100,000 yuan, probably transferring all his savings over the years. Please help me persuade him to take some back. Hey, it's not easy for him to be alone out there."
As Qu Jian'er listened to the talkative dean chattering on and on, she suddenly felt a strong urge to faint like Xiao Zhang.
She looked at the dazed and unconscious Xiao Zhang.
She was surprised that the other person had such a beautiful name, and her face was full of admiration.
I'd love to have a good discussion with the person who named me about their naming experience.
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