Chapter 64: Counterattack & Public Security Bureau
The dwarf rolled his eyes and whispered something to the fat bald man. The fat bald man's eyes lit up and he said to Wen Ran, "Okay!"
Wen Ran turned around and smiled at Aunt Zhang and her family, "What are you standing there for? Go home, and from now on just pretend you never gave birth to me."
Zhang Jian still refused to leave. He felt that as a grown man, he was worse than an animal if he left a little girl here.
But Aunt Zhang's intuition told her that a person who could carry a dagger with him could not be an ordinary person.
If they stay, they might really be a drag.
And then...
She was old and could have died, but Baozhu was still young.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"
"Mom, she..."
Aunt Zhang didn't say anything, she raised her hand and slapped him, "Go!"
Zhang Jian gritted his teeth, his eyes reddened, he hugged his sister and his mother, turned around and ran, but while running, he did not forget to look back at Wen Ran.
A small girl with a slender back, just like this...
Seeing the group of people disappearing from his sight, Wen Ran smiled, turned around, and sat still on the ox cart.
The fat bald guy was the first one who couldn't help himself. He walked forward, stretched out his hand with a lustful look, and wanted to touch Wen Ran's face.
Wen Ran was smiling from beginning to end. She raised her hand and gently placed it on the fat bald man's shoulder.
“Crack~”
"ah!"
The screams were heart-wrenching.
A thin layer of sweat instantly appeared on the fat bald man's forehead.
Wen Ran was quick and crushed one of the fat bald man's arms when he was not paying attention. With his skilled technique, he also removed the other arm at the same time.
With one kick, the fat bald guy sat down on the ground.
Wen Ran jumped off the ox cart and rushed directly into the crowd.
Before they could react, he punched three of them and sent them flying. By the time the remaining four came to their senses, it was already too late to save them.
In terms of strength, they were no match, but in terms of morale, Wen Ran had defeated four of them and was in the upper hand.
Victory or defeat is already determined.
By the time Zhang Jian and Aunt Zhang had settled Baozhu and the little girl, and with the determination to die at worst, they came back to support, dragging a tree trunk as thick as a bowl, while Wen Ran was diligently working to finish them off.
Shoulders off!
Remove the ankle too!
If you are not careful in doing things, you will easily be counterattacked.
In the world, details determine success or failure.
The mother and son looked at the people on the ground in shock.
He could no longer hold the tree trunk in his hand and it fell to the ground with a thud.
I am the living devil!
Wen Ran took a moment out of his busy schedule to ask, "Hey, why are you back? Where's the child? Did you throw him away?"
Aunt Zhang was so excited that she couldn't speak. She looked at Wen Ran and then at the bandit on the ground. She opened her mouth and gasped, and excitedly slapped Zhang Jian twice.
“Wow, wow, wow,” she sat down on the ground, finally finding her voice, “I was scared to death.”
Zhang Jian was dumbfounded, "You...I..."
“Bang!”
Aunt Zhang was very good at beating her son, "What are you still standing there for? Go find your sister and daughter!"
Baozhu was already crying, holding the swaddling clothes in her arms and refusing to let go.
When Zhang Jian brought them back, Wen Ran had already taken care of everything. He clapped his hands and piled the eight men neatly on the ox cart. "Come on, we have to go back again."
Don’t say anything more, just hand it over to the police.
Zhang Jian drove the carriage while holding his daughter. After being comforted by Aunt Zhang, Baozhu calmed down. There were still tears in her eyes as she looked at Wen Ran with curiosity and hiccuped from time to time.
You know what, it's quite cute.
Wen Ran smiled, and like a magician, he took out a piece of candy from his pocket and shook it in front of Baozhu, "Do you want to eat it?"
Baozhu shook her head and suddenly stretched out her hand to Wenran.
Wen Ran was surprised, "Do you want me to hold you?"
Aunt Zhang nodded, "Yes."
"Then I'll hug you."
"Goodbye," Aunt Zhang whispered, "You must be tired just now, take a rest."
"It's okay," Wen Ran smiled, "I'm naturally strong, so it's definitely easier for me to hold her than for you. Besides, Baozhu is so cute, let me hold her too."
Baozhu entered her arms, Wen Ran smiled and weighed her twice. Baozhu pursed her lips shyly, hugged Wen Ran's face, and kissed her carefully. She opened her mouth and said softly, "Thank you, sister."
In an instant, Wen Ran was overjoyed.
No wonder Aunt Zhang likes her daughter so much. With this little look, who wouldn’t like her?
Aunt Zhang also sighed and wiped away her tears, "My dear, if it weren't for you this time, our whole family might have really died here."
"Aunt, don't say such depressing words. There is always a way out. Just be open-minded." She said softly, "As long as people are still alive, the rest are nothing."
yes!
Take things easy. If you don't let go of things that have already happened, there is no other way.
When they arrived at the Public Security Bureau, the officers had all gone off work. The officer on duty was shocked when he saw the mountain of meat delivered to his door.
However, when they checked the people on the wanted list one by one, their backs were soaked with sweat.
Not one more, not one less.
This is the person being searched for, passed down from above level by level.
The group was starving, but the police refused to let them go. After a brief inquiry, they prepared some food and asked them to eat while waiting in the reception room.
Aunt Zhang also became familiar with Wen Ran and called her Ranran all the time.
Zhang Jian is still very emo, holding the child in silence.
When a kind police officer approached and asked if he wanted milk powder, Zhang Jian smiled miserably and said, "Thank you, but no thanks."
Aunt Zhang couldn't hold back her tears and burst into tears.
Wen Ran sighed, not knowing what to say. At this moment, no matter what he said, it would be pale and powerless.
Soon, the police officer in charge of criminal investigation came back.
Prepare to take notes.
But after a quick glance, Wen Ran suddenly saw a familiar face among them.
Wen Ran: “.”
Forehead.
Shao Ping stared at Wen Ran closely, and after a while he blurted out, "He Caiwei?"
"Hahahaha," Wen Ran laughed awkwardly, "You know my cousin."
Shao Ping felt that there was something fishy going on, but with so many people around, he didn't insist on it and started looking through the simple questionnaire he had just made.
"Li Ping, Zhang Jian, Zhang Baozhu, Wen Ran."
Shao Ping raised his head and smiled, "Comrade Xiao Wen, what a coincidence, we meet again."
It was just an intuition, Shao Ping was sure that Wen Ran was He Caiwei who had just disappeared halfway.
Wen Ran: “…”
It's so embarrassing, who could have thought of it!
I thought we would never meet again in this life, but then we stumbled and turned around and bumped into each other.
She smiled and pretended to be stupid, refusing to admit it.
Fortunately, Shao Ping did not insist on it. He just watched Wen Ran and his group taking their statements quietly.
It was easy to take statements from the Zhang family. One of them was a child, and the other two didn’t do anything. All we had to do was explain the cause and effect, and that was it.
Only Wen Ran's questioning was the most difficult, and he asked again and again.
By the end of the questioning, Wen Ran was almost having a subconscious reaction.
After the record was completed, the police stood up and saluted Wen Ran, "Comrade Wen Ran, thank you very much for your great contribution to society!"
They were very serious, but Wen Ran was thinking, ah! Can we do something practical?
Her living room is big enough to paste several more certificates~
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(End of this chapter)
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