The two of them arrived at the Public Security Bureau. Geng Ailing had forgotten her fear because she was eager to get her money back. She pulled Fan Hua and walked into the bureau aggressively, not noticing that there was only one person in the entire bureau that day and it was a little too quiet!
"Comrade, I want to report a case. A thief stole our money. This is what the thief looks like!" Geng Ailing said loudly.
A man who was sitting in an armchair in the room and drinking water from an enamel pot raised his eyes and looked at the man casually.
The man looked to be in his thirties, tall, with strong features and a handsome appearance. Although he was not very old, the way he drank water from the enamel pot was a bit arrogant. This man was Xie Yongliang, the director of the Yangcheng Wusi Road An Police Station.
He examined the man for a moment before sitting up straight, taking out a pen and paper, and began to inquire about the case in a matter-of-fact manner, taking detailed notes as he asked.
"...Comrade Xian'an, this is the man who hit my sister and stole her money, a total of one hundred and thirty dollars! My sister is pregnant, and luckily I supported her in time, otherwise we would be in trouble! This man is so despicable, you must help us and get our money back!"
Geng Ailing spoke angrily, and did not forget to show Xie Yongliang the sketch portrait in Fan Hua's hand.
Fan Hua couldn't get a word in at the side, and Geng Ailing was the only one who could do it.
Xie Yongliang looked at the sketch that Geng Ailing handed over, and his eyes lit up instantly. "Who drew this?"
"This was drawn by my sister. She's very good at drawing. She can draw a person exactly like me just by listening to my description!"
"Didn't the thief bump into this comrade?" Xie Yongliang pointed at Fan Hua and asked Geng Ailing, "Why does she need you to describe the thief's appearance?"
"My sister was thinking about something and didn't notice the thief, but I saw him clearly. It's my fault that I didn't realize he was a thief. I was just thinking about holding my sister up and not letting her fall. Otherwise, I had to catch the thief and how could he get away?"
Xie Yongliang found Geng Ailing's angry look a little funny. This female comrade was quite interesting.
His expression softened for a few seconds, and he asked, "Comrades, I have a basic understanding of the situation. Please leave this portrait with the bureau for now. I will arrange for someone to investigate after the comrades in the bureau return from their mission. Please leave your contact address. If we can find you, we will contact you as soon as possible."
"Comrade Qian'an, could you please send someone as soon as possible..."
Fan Hua immediately grabbed Geng Ailing, not letting her continue. She guessed that the Tiantian Security Bureau must have an important mission, so there was no point in saying more.
Fan Hua neatly wrote down her current address on a piece of paper and said gratefully, "We know. Thank you, Comrade Xian'an!"
Just as the two were about to get up and leave, a seventeen-year-old girl ran in. She ran to Xie Yongliang and pouted, asking, "Dad, I went to the hospital after school to look for you but couldn't find you. Why didn't you stay at the hospital and come here? I made a wasted trip!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she asked confusedly, "Hey, where are the other Uncle An?"
Xie Yongliang took the girl's schoolbag and said with a smile: "Niannian, the uncles are busy now."
"Then how did you get here? Is your leg okay?" the girl named Nian Nian asked again.
Xie Yongliang pointed to the crutch beside him and said, "Dad has a magical secret weapon!"
Nian Nian turned to look at his cane, his eyes swept across the sketched portrait on the table, paused for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Dad, who drew this of Yueyue's brother? It's so like him!"
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