My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 64 A Little Familiar
"Why do you arrest me? Ah? Why? I want to complain! I want to be interviewed!"

With his trouser legs rolled up, a man dressed as an old farmer struggled to be handcuffed.

"Are you the third child? Stop howling, your bald boss has already confessed you."

"What?!" The third child was shocked all of a sudden.

He looked at Wang Zhaoping who was speaking with an incredulous expression.

"This... this is impossible!"

"What? Do you think I'm cheating on you? It wasn't your bald brother who was arrested, how do we know that you are still here to follow?

We just followed the house number! "

The third child was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Even he knew he was following him, no need to ask, someone must have betrayed him!
Is it really the boss?

Why?Just to reduce the sentence?

He gave up struggling dejectedly, and his face was already bloodless.

"Let me ask you, was it you who called me just now?" Wang Zhaoping came to the third child and asked, staring into his eyes.

"Call you? What phone number?" The third child was stunned.

Seeing that the other party's bewildered face didn't seem like he was pretending to be stupid, Wang Zhaoping frowned.

Wasn't he the former whistleblower?
That's right, like the bald head, he suspected that the third child was a traitor.

Manpower, weapons, escape routes, means of response...

People who can know such detailed information seem to be insiders no matter how they look at it.

He speculated that either one of the criminals came to his senses and confessed to his gang, or the gang was black and white.

But after the third child was caught, this guess was immediately broken.

When a traitor is betrayed, he doesn't know it, and stays where he is waiting to be arrested. Isn't this suicide?How could there be such a stupid traitor?
As for the possibility of repentance... If you admit that you are the whistleblower, you can at least get a reduced sentence. What kind of play is it not to admit?
After all, no one in the world would think their sentence was too short, right?
Wang Zhaoping finally asked a tentative question.

"Chaoyang people?"

Third child: "..."

Seeing the third child's expression like looking at a fool, Wang Zhaoping knew that he was holding Li Gui.

"Take it away!" He waved impatiently.

Not this guy, then who is it?

Does this gang have a hidden seventh person?
However, according to the preliminary interrogation information obtained just now, there are indeed only six core members of this gang, and all of them were arrested.

Even the kids said there were only six of them.

It can't be that the seventh person is an invisible person, right?
Wang Zhaoping felt that his back was a little chilly, no matter how you looked at it, it was a little weird...

At this moment, Qin Xiaoru ran over.

"Captain, I found it. The owner of the mobile phone is the abbot of Nanshan Temple. He said that a benefactor who came to offer incense today asked him to borrow the mobile phone."

"Nanshan Temple? It's near here, I'll go and have a look." Wang Zhaoping was in a hurry to leave immediately.

"But captain, a few reporters from the Suzhou City Radio Station heard the news and came to interview you."

"Reporter interview? No time! Go and send them away for me."

"Me? What's the matter? I haven't been on TV yet, so I'm nervous."

"There is a first time for everything, if I don't know who this Chaoyang crowd is, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night.

Alright, that's it, I'll leave the rest to you..."

Wang Zhaoping drove away in a hurry, leaving behind a helpless Qin Xiaoru.

"Officer, where is Police Officer Wang who detected this child trafficking gang? We want to do an exclusive interview!"

A group of reporters with long guns and short cannons surrounded them from a distance...

……

When Wang Zhaoping came to Nanshan Temple panting and trotting, the sun was already setting.

Amidst the sound of evening drums, Nanshan Temple became more and more quiet under the setting sun.

The abbot Zhizhi was already waiting at the gate of the temple.

"This is Police Officer Wang, right? I'm Zhizhi, the abbot here." The old monk took the initiative to greet him.

"Hello Master Zhizhi! I am Wang Zhaoping from the Interpol."

Wang Zhaoping took out his ID and showed it to Smart.

"The purpose of my visit to the master today, the master must already know, right?

Nothing else, just to thank the whistleblower!

If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be able to catch this trafficking gang, and the rest of the lives of the dozen or so abducted children would be in dire straits. "

Wang Zhaoping first explained the purpose of his visit.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness! Unexpectedly, that benefactor has made such merit. I will definitely pray for that benefactor day and night in front of the Buddha, and light a meritorious lamp!"

Zhizhi clasped his hands together and proclaimed a Buddha name.

"I don't know Master, can you tell me who is the whistleblower and where is he now?"

"This... I don't know. At that time, he only said that his phone was out of battery, so he borrowed my phone. Here! It's this smartphone." Zhizhi took out his phone in a serious manner.

"As for who the benefactor is, what his name is, and where he is now, the poor monk doesn't know. After making a phone call, he went down the mountain.

Oh, right!The benefactor also said that our Nanshan Temple asked for a lottery, and before leaving, he asked for a marriage lottery. "

A big question mark appeared on Wang Zhaoping's forehead.

What is this hobby?
Asking for a lottery after reporting a criminal gang... What the hell are you asking for a marriage?
Is it a way to wash your hands before drawing cards with African chiefs?
He took Master Smart's cell phone, opened the call history, and confirmed the time and number, it was indeed the one he called.

"Then...whether he is a man or a woman, and what he looks like, can the master describe it?" Wang Zhaoping asked unwillingly.

"Oh! Of course, the benefactor is a man. As for what he looks like, I am old and frail, and my eyesight is not very good. I can see it vaguely. It seems that I look quite upright."

Quite Zhou Zheng?What a description.

"Then how old is he?"

"This... seems to be twenty or thirty? Maybe thirty or forty? It's not old anyway."

I……

Wang Zhaoping wondered if the old monk was shaking him.

"Master, we have no malicious intentions. We have found the whistleblower, and we still have to apply for a reward from the city. Master, think again, what other characteristics does this person have, or did he leave any information?"

"Oh! Officer Wang, when you said that, I remembered that the benefactor did leave a few words."

"Really? What are you talking about?" Wang Zhaoping said happily.

"Well! The benefactor said that he was just making up for his mistakes, and he didn't want to reveal his name. He did this to guard against villains but not against gentlemen, and this karma would not be contaminated if it could not be contaminated."

"Oh, yes! The donor also said that if someone came to thank the whistleblower or give a bonus, they would directly donate to the temple.

The benefactor is really a good man!Amitabha ~"

Wang Zhaoping: "..."

……

After going down the mountain, Wang Zhaoping frowned, still thinking about what Master Zhizhi said just now.

Make up for it?Anti villain not anti gentleman?Don't want to be contaminated with karma?
After thinking for a long time, I found nothing.

Well, maybe someone who once helped the evildoers wants to make up for his mistakes, but he is afraid of being retaliated by criminal gangs, or he has other difficulties and does not want to be named.

Wang Zhaoping sighed helplessly.

Since the other party doesn't want to disclose personal information, he naturally doesn't want to force others to make things difficult for him.

Opening the car door, Wang Zhaoping was about to get in the car when he suddenly froze for a moment.

In the last twilight of the setting sun, the street lamps on both sides of a winding mountain road in the distance flickered, instantly illuminating the winding road.

And this road... a bit familiar...

(End of this chapter)