Wu Hanping took the document and looked at it. Seeing that it was not urgent, he put it down and asked the person to leave. Uncle Lu stood up and asked carefully, "Leader, should we go back and wait for news first?"

Wu Hanping asked him to sit down, and then asked Lu Jiaxin: "Can you draw a person's appearance based on the description?"

When Lu Jiaxin heard this, the idea of ​​simulating a painter immediately came to her mind. She said, "If the suspect looks different from ordinary people, an experienced painter should be able to draw it. I can't do that. Painting is just a hobby for me. I can draw the human trafficker because I often have nightmares about her and the impression is too deep."

Wu Hanping looked at her young face and asked, "Little girl, how old are you this year?"

"Fifteen."

"Why don't you study anymore?"

Lu Jiaxin pointed to the scar on her head and said, "I lost too much blood from hitting my head and now I am weak. The doctor doesn't recommend that I repeat the year, saying that my body won't be able to handle it. So I'll rest for a while and go back to school after I'm well enough."

Uncle Lu decided to call Lu Hongjun later and scold him. He would not feel happy if he did not scold him. The child was in such poor health and he asked her to move out. This was something a father could do.

Wu Hanping smiled and said, "Young girl, are you interested in working here? It's just a short-term job, and I'll pay you."

He felt that Lu Jiaxin was a talent. Not only could she draw the suspects vividly, but she could also analyze so many useful clues. Nowadays, the unit was in great need of useful talents. If this girl could come to help, it would ease the problem of shortage of manpower and also relieve the pressure on the people in the bureau.

Lu Jiaxin was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I will go to the old doctor for a follow-up check in a few days. I will have to go back for a follow-up check after things here are settled."

Wu Hanping also knew it was difficult: "So which university are you going to apply to in the future?"

"I haven't thought about this question yet. Uncle, do you have any good suggestions?"

Wu Hanping said: "I think you are quite suitable for our line of work. If possible, I hope you can apply to the Public Security College."

Lu Jiaxin thanked him for his kindness. She had not yet decided which university to attend or what major to study, but it would definitely not be the Public Security College. She was timid and did not dare to deal with the criminals who killed corpses.

After going to the office to take a statement and leave a portrait, the group left the Public Security Bureau. When they got outside, Zhao Dajun frowned and said, "There are only four people in a county public security bureau, which is too few."

Lu Jiaxin also noticed that there were very few people inside: "They must have gone on a mission."

Uncle Lu stood outside the gate and said with some regret: "Xinxin, if Xiaoshan and Xiaocheng were half as capable as you, I wouldn't be worried."

This leader Wu actually wanted to recruit Xinxin into the public security department. Although she was only a temporary worker, it was still a big deal.

Lu Jiaxin smiled and said, "Uncle, let the children study hard and go to college in the future. With government money, you won't have to worry about them anymore in this life.

Uncle Lu dreams of letting them study hard and escape from farming, but it is difficult: "Xinxin, no one in the family is good at studying. They are just a bunch of dead strength."

At this point, he paused and said, "Xinxin, you are the smartest and most far-sighted among our family members. If you have a promising future, uncle hopes that you can help Xiaoshan and the others."

He didn't have this idea before. But after listening to Lu Jiaguang's words and what he did today, Uncle Lu felt that his niece would have a good future.

Lu Jiaxin could understand his thoughts. Farming was the hardest work. They were busy all year long. Even in a good year, they could only fill their stomachs. If God was not kind, they could not even fill their stomachs. Therefore, they were eager to get out of farming.

Lu Jiaxin smiled and said, "Uncle, we are a family, I will definitely help if I can."

As the reform is getting stronger and stronger, Pengcheng will need a lot of labor, and it will not be difficult to find them jobs there. But whether they can do it well and live a good life for a long time depends on themselves.

Uncle Lu was very happy to get her promise.

Seeing that it was still early, Lu Jiaxin discussed with Uncle Lu to take the portrait to the street to ask. Although the probability was relatively low, what if she was lucky enough to meet someone who knew the old woman?

Uncle Lu didn't object, but he was worried that Lu Jiaxin would get blisters on her feet from walking too much. It wasn't that he treated Lu Jiaxin like a porcelain doll, but five years ago, her niece had blisters on the third day after she came back. They used the old method and pricked them with a sterilized needle. Lu Jiaxin cried so hard that she could be heard from a long distance away.

The three of us went to the vegetable market with the largest flow of people. This place was formed spontaneously by ordinary people and was very spacious, but the government was already planning to build a farmers' market.

After asking many people, they all said they didn't know the person in the painting. Lu Jiaxin looked at her watch and saw that it was already half past twelve, so she called Uncle Lu and Zhao Dajun to have lunch.

There are many small restaurants in Sijiucheng now, but there are none in Fengxian. The more backward and remote the place is, the later the new policy will be implemented. Take the distribution of land to households as an example. In Fengxian, it was implemented in the early spring of this year, and the earliest place distributed land more than three years ago.

Lu Jiaxin said, "Uncle, let's go to the state-owned restaurant to eat."

If it were Uncle Lu himself, he would just buy two steamed buns to get by, but Lu Jiaxin was picky about food, and he couldn't let the child go home hungry.

There were two waiters in the state-owned restaurant. Lu Jiaxin thought that the old woman was well-dressed and might have eaten here before, so she took out the portrait and asked the waiter with a round face.

The round-faced waiter didn't even look at the portrait, and said with disdain that if you don't want to eat, get out.

Although Lu Jiaxin was unhappy, she didn't say anything. It was just that when Uncle Lu was waiting to order the dishes, the waiter swung the rag in his hand, and the rag just happened to wipe Uncle Lu's clothes.

Seeing this, Lu Jiaxin started to scold: "Are you blind? You just swung the rag around randomly. Can't you see there's someone next to you?"

The rag used to wipe the dining table is very dirty. If you throw it around like this, the dirt on the rag may fall into the bowl of food on the table next to you.

The round-faced waiter thought she was just looking for trouble, and shot back, "You are the ones who are blind. You didn't know to get out of the way when you saw me working."

Lu Jiaxin was so angry that she laughed and kicked the man on the knee. The man was caught off guard and fell to the ground with his legs weakened.

Lu Jiaxin said sarcastically, "I'm sorry, my feet are sore and I wanted to lift them up for a bit. It's not my fault that you didn't know how to avoid me."

The round-faced waiter was furious and stood up to hit Lu Jiaxin, but was stopped by Zhao Dajun: "Comrade, she is just a child, don't bother with her."

Lu Jiaxin almost laughed out loud. This sentence had been popular on the Internet before, but it was all sarcasm. But she felt great using it here.

The round-faced waiter was a little scared when he saw the burly and ferocious Zhao Dajun and dared not make trouble anymore.

(End of this chapter)