With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

the other side.

"Don't wear that leather jacket, wear this." Dong Hui took out a piece of rag from the bottom of the box.

Qiu Guangming was disgusted. "I, Qiu Guangming, look respectable wherever I go. How can you wear a piece of rag? Isn't it embarrassing for me?"

Dong Hui was speechless and patiently explained, "We have to be miserable. If you are not miserable, how can you attract the sympathy of others? If that damn girl dares to disown us, we will sit on the side of the road in tattered clothes, crying and making a scene. Then everyone will blame her and she will have no choice but to let us control her!

Besides, she is being kept by a rich man, so she must have money in her pocket. If she doesn't want to be slammed with rotten eggs and be infamous forever, she must buy new clothes for us. If you want to wear a leather jacket, wear a leather jacket. If you want to wear a suit, she must buy it for us!"

"Leaving a bad reputation for eternity, this idiom is well used!" Qiu Guangming agreed deeply and decisively changed the clothes into rags.

Before they even met, he had already started fantasizing about becoming a cool man.

The two men entered the city covered in dust and actually found the police station responsible for Zou Qian's case.

The couple stood at the door, frightened by the solemn and righteous atmosphere in the police station.

"Go ahead and say it."

"No, you go and tell me."

"You're a man, go!"

"You're a woman, so it's easier to talk to. Go ahead!"

Dong Hui and Qiu Changgui stood at the door like thieves, whispering and blaming each other.

A police officer in charge of clerical work stared at the two of them for a long time and didn't want to pay any attention to them, but they just stood at the main entrance, which not only affected other people's entry and exit, but also affected the city's appearance.

The young police officer stepped forward helplessly, "What are you two doing?"

Qiu Guangming subconsciously pushed Dong Hui forward.

Dong Hui was forced to step forward, and could only force a weird smile, "Hello, police comrade, we are here to look for someone."

The young policeman's eyebrows were twisted into the shape of a crooked earthworm. He was looking for someone and his smile was so ferocious, as if he was here to kill someone. He smacked his lips and reminded himself not to judge people by their appearance.

He said calmly: "Come in and talk, don't block the door."

"Oh well!"

The two followed the police into the service hall as if they had been granted amnesty.

"Who are you looking for? What is his relationship with you? Is he missing? If so, how long has he been missing?" said the young police officer, taking out a registration form.

Dong Hui pressed down the corners of her mouth and cried loudly, "We are here to find our youngest daughter. Her name is Qiu Ling. She has been missing for a while, about a year and a half."

"A year and a half?" The young police officer was shocked by the length of time she had been missing. He didn't even have time to think about the name Qiu Ling. He paused and looked at the two of them strangely. "I see you look tired and exhausted. You must have come from the district or county. Have you called the police locally before?"

Dong Hui thought that the incident between the father and daughter fighting with knives was known to everyone in Lingyang Town. After Qiu Ling ran away, they were taken away by the director of the Women's Federation and severely criticized!

Just after dealing with the director of the Women's Federation, the Liu family, who had lost their "daughter-in-law", came to the door. After dealing with the Liu family, Changgui learned from that dead girl to steal money and run away. Now Changgui is still running around outside and suffering. How can they care about the life and death of a little girl? Not to mention reporting the case.

Although the young policeman is young, he has been working as an office clerk for several years. He immediately noticed that something was wrong with Dong Hui's wandering eyes, "Have you called the police?"

Dong Hui and Qiu Guangming looked at each other, pursed their lips and said nothing, which was regarded as their agreement.

The young police officer thought to himself, what kind of unreliable parents are these?

He snorted and asked, "How old is your little daughter?"

"19. She had just turned 18 when she left home."

The young policeman understood.

Children of this age already have the ability to think independently.

Based on the above situation, under what conditions would parents not take the initiative to look for their children even though they knew they were missing?

In addition to the possibility that "these parents" are human traffickers, there is another possibility, that is, the child ran away from home after quarreling with his parents, and the parents deliberately did not look for the child out of spite.

Of course, human traffickers would not be stupid enough to come to the police station to look for their children. Obviously, the couple in front of them belonged to the second situation.

The young police officer's tone turned cold, deliberately deceiving them: "Most parents would call the police immediately after learning that their children are missing, but you did not call the police until a year and a half later. Are you sure that the little daughter you mentioned is your biological child?!"

Dong Hui was frightened and hurriedly explained: "It's absolutely true! The child was born from my belly, how could I not know?"

"Okay, give me your child's ID number and photo, and I'll help you register backstage." The young police officer stretched out his hand.

"This." Dong Hui looked embarrassed.

The young police officer narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why, didn't you say the child is your own? If you can't remember the ID number, you don't even have a photo, right?"

Yes, Dong Hui really didn’t.

Not to mention the photos, Qiu Ling only had a few pieces of clothes throughout the year. When she left, Dong Hui got upset and threw them all away...

Qiu Guangming was getting anxious after being talked around so much that he said to the police officer impatiently, "We are here to report a case. Isn't it enough for you to just find the person for us? Why are you talking so much?"

"Don't you know where this is? Why are you yelling?" You must be kidding. If a policeman can't control the scoundrels, he might as well take off his skin.

After being yelled at by the young policeman and stared at by that stern gaze, Qiu Guangming's arrogance, which had just risen, immediately deflated.

Dong Hui was afraid that her man would be locked up, so she quickly said in a humble tone, "Oh, sorry, police comrade, my man is still young... Bah, no, he is from the countryside and doesn't know the rules, please don't bother with him."

The young police officer didn't buy it at all. "In the police station, those who don't know the rules are locked up in the back room."

"We won't dare to do it again, we won't dare to do it again!" Dong Hui hurriedly hid Qiu Guangming behind her.

The young police officer ran out of patience, "Looking for someone requires you to provide clear identification information. If you don't have it, then wait until you find it before coming back!"

"We have other clues!" Dong Hui said hurriedly.

"Where?"

How do you describe this?

Dong Hui thought about it for a while, and suddenly she saw the TV in the police station playing the news. Her eyes lit up, "Comrade police, my little daughter's face appeared on the news last night. We rushed here after seeing the news."

Recently, in order to raise people's awareness of human traffickers, the police department has been replaying previous news and interviews.

Since Dong Hui brought it up, the young police officer went to find the news broadcast video saved by the bureau and played last night's report for the two to watch.

After watching for a while, Dong Hui pointed at the figure that appeared on the computer screen and said, "It's her! She is my daughter!"

Those excited eyes seemed to be saying: See, I didn’t lie to you!

The police officer pressed the pause button.

He recognized the face on the screen. In the case of Zou Qian, this little girl stayed with her parents all day long, delivering meals and arranging accommodation for them. Because they had been in the police station for a long time, they would occasionally chat with each other. The other party was a particularly kind-hearted girl. How could there be such a pair of parents?

It’s true that bad bamboo produces good bamboo shoots.