The police then asked Qian Meijuan: "What's your name?"
Qian Meijuan said truthfully: "My name is Qian Meijuan. Uncle policeman, we are not bad people. My dad was worried that we would not have enough money to take the bus back to the train station, so he wanted them to give us a few dollars off. We don't know the way back to the train station, so we have to take the bus..."
"Luojiagou, Qian Meijuan? Isn't your father's surname Wang?" asked the police.
Only then did Qian Meijuan realize she had let something slip. The diners were now watching the excitement with great interest, and some had made important discoveries from this scattered information.
"The recent death row prisoner for child trafficking must be from Luojiagou, right?" a diner mentioned.
"Yes, they're from Luojiagou, and their surname is also Qian. Could this family be relatives of the death row inmate?"
"That's pretty close. This place is called Luojiagou. Those with the surname Luo are all from the same family. There are very few people with other surnames, and they are basically all from the same family..."
"Look at that middle-aged man. Does he look like the death row inmate?"
"Now that you mention it, it's true. The photo of the death row inmate looks pretty normal, and he bears about 80% resemblance to these people!"
"Who did they say they were going to the provincial capital to seek refuge with? They were talking about the Jinfeng Garment Factory, right?"
"That's right, Jinfeng Garment Factory. They advertise on TV. My wife says their clothes are of good quality and stylish. She even bought two pieces of clothing from that store in the north of our city a few days ago!"
"I don't know how they made their fortune. Maybe they used the dirty money from selling their children. Don't buy clothes there anymore."
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The diners' discussion became more and more extensive, and the topics of conversation became increasingly off-topic. Seeing their identities exposed, the Qian family members stood still, not daring to utter a single word.
Especially Old Man Qian, who has been a henpecked husband all his life and is very timid and fearful. Now he is hiding behind his son with his legs shaking. He is so scared by the discussions, condemnations and curses of the diners that he has urinated.
It is now deep winter and students are going on winter vacation. The weather is cold and everyone wears thick clothes.
Old man Qian was wearing autumn trousers, big cotton trousers and outer trousers. When he urinated in his trousers, a warm current turned into ice-cold in a short time. The trousers were dark in color, so there was no visible trace of urine from the outside.
But only the person who is suffering from this situation knows for himself. Old Man Qian was already panic-stricken and frightened, and now he was wearing cold, wet pants. He was shivering uncontrollably, and soon he could no longer stand and fell to the ground.
The police felt that this matter could not be continued in Huimin Hotel, so they had to take these people away first.
They went up to check on Old Man Qian and found that he had wet his pants.
Qian Jincai finally found an excuse and pleaded with the police: "Comrade police, my father is in poor health. If he gets scared and something happens to him, it will be troublesome for everyone. How about this, we give him the meal money and let us go?"
The police officer said, "It doesn't look like the old man is in any serious trouble. How about this, where do you live? I'll go with you and compensate them for the restaurant's losses. You just want to pay for the meal, but that's definitely not going to work."
Sun Qi followed up on the police officer's words and said, "How about I go with you? We won't ask for more than the meal expenses, the losses to the store, and the loss to our business. Just give us 600 yuan, and we'll let this go. As for the rest, it's none of our business!"
Although the Qian family was dissatisfied with the compensation Sun Qi demanded, Old Man Qian, now wearing wet pants, couldn't hold out for much longer in such cold weather. He was so nervous that he could barely walk. It looked like he would have to be carried back home by his son or grandson.
Moreover, everyone in the store had guessed their identities, so they couldn't stay here for too long. The Qian family knew very well how the villagers evaluated the death sentence of Qian Laoer.
These city dwellers are more likely to hold on to them, and then they will inevitably suffer more humiliation and physical pain.
After weighing the pros and cons, Qian Jincai could only accept his bad luck and walked out of the restaurant in disgrace amid the diners' condemnation.
As for Old Man Qian, he was reluctantly carried on the back of the strong Qian Longbin.
They went out and took a taxi. Sun Qi and two policemen followed closely behind in the same car.
Twenty minutes later, two cars pulled up in front of a hotel on Zhanqian Street. A group of people entered with great fanfare and went up to the second floor.
At this time, Mrs. Qian was lying in bed watching TV. When she heard the noise outside, she hurried to open the door and found that in addition to her family, there were also people in uniform. Her old man was carried back by his grandson.
Old Mrs. Qian was so panicked that she didn't even bother to ask what was going on. She hurried to help Old Man Qian: "Old man, what's wrong with you?"
Old man Qian was too embarrassed to speak in front of so many people, so Qian Longbin said angrily: "Grandma, my grandfather peed his pants, let him change his pants first!"
As he spoke, he put Old Man Qian heavily on the bed and let out a long sigh.
Qian Jincai wanted to quickly send the police and Sun Qi away. He didn't bother to let Old Man Qian deal with his personal problems first, and directly said to Old Lady Qian: "Mom, we ran into something and have to pay them 600 yuan. You give the money first..."
"What, six hundred yuan? Who is it for? Did you encounter a scammer?" Old Mrs. Qian asked excitedly.
"No, no, don't ask now, just give me the money!" Qian Jincai said hesitantly.
Old Mrs. Qian has always been very careful with her money and would never spend it on outsiders without any clear explanation. How could she give money so readily?
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