After Becoming a Little Sister

When encountering these beasts, the more discouraged they become, the more arrogant they will be. Once they turn their backs and run away, the opponents even have the courage to come up and take a bite to taste.

The dumb little girl has lived in the slums for so many years, and she is no stranger to these wild dogs and cats. She pretends to wave the branches fiercely, and retreats to the small roadside square in the bustling street with Nuan Nuan. The wild dog at the entrance of the alley shrank back whimpering bitterly, and ignored the two little ones.

Obviously, they also know that the colorful world outside is the territory of Twolegs, and they will probably suffer disaster if they go out by themselves.

The Nuannuan girl was relieved for a while, holding a small pavilion beside her and panting slightly: "It's so scary, I almost thought I was going to be bitten..."

The dumb girl looked at the pavilion with bright eyes, then pulled Nuannuan girl's sleeve and pointed at the pavilion: "Ah!"

"Huh? What?" Nuan Nuan looked up at the pillar of the pavilion she was supporting, and her eyes lit up: "Telephone booth!"

If there is a telephone booth, I should be able to call the police and find the police uncle, right?

Thinking of this, she tiptoed and tried hard to get the phone booth's microphone down, but she found that she was not tall enough.

She could only touch the bottom of the telephone booth's microphone, and flicked it with her fingertips a few times, the microphone was lifted slightly by her, but then turned back according to her own gravity.

The dumb little girl looked at the dead branch in her hand, forked it up, and lightly forked off the old pure black microphone. Looking at the illuminated dial interface in the phone booth, her eyes filled with joy.

The Nuannuan girl also became happy, took the dead branch, and slowly pressed the three numbers 1-1-0-, and then looked forward with anticipation, waiting for the voice over there.

Unfortunately, there was only a rustling sound from the microphone, and there was no response.

Nanbang’s emergency number does not have the option of 110, fire and ambulance is 119, and police is 112. Because Nanbang is close to the sea, there is a special emergency call for drowning, which is 122. Other than that, it is probably a more unique country. The security call is 111-the last call is for terrorist attacks and other incidents, such as the discovery of unknown packages in special places, or the detection of certain special personnel acting suspiciously.

The Republic does not have this special classification. First, the function of 110 itself already includes the governance of terrorist attacks. Second, the domestic environment of the Republic is safer than any other country in the world. There is no need for this separate classification to be labor intensive.

The Nuannuan girl looked at the mute girl with some doubts, but the latter didn't realize the problem.

However, Nuannuan girl did not get a response after calling the international emergency number 112. There was only a rustling sound from the microphone. He replied several times but didn't get the follow-up operator's task as a prank, so he hung up the phone helplessly.

In fact, the handset of this public phone booth is broken and has not been repaired.

How many people still use public phones in this era?This thing is more just used as a background decoration for tourists to take pictures.

Nuannuan girl was talking on her own through the rustling microphone, but after a while, she only got a disconnected busy signal, and looked at the microphone in her hand with some dejection, not knowing what happened.

The dumb little girl seemed to understand, she pointed to her mouth and whispered a few times, then pointed to her ears, then shook her head to indicate 'I don't understand', thinking maybe it was because of the language barrier—— She didn't pick up the phone from the beginning to the end, because she had never spoken to anyone since she was a child, and she knew herself.

When she thought about it, all the calls made by the Nuannuan girl were responded to. The reason why she showed a confused expression was because others could not understand what she said, and she could not understand the responses of others.

In fact, there was an emergency telephone notice next to the telephone booth, but it was stuck by a small advertisement and it was hard to see clearly. If the dumb girl saw that notice, she would know that in addition to the regular emergency number, you can also dial 1339 The emergency medical service consultation telephone number is for foreigners, and the line is equipped with a special language interpreter.

It's just that as far as this phone booth is concerned, I'm afraid Nuannuan girl can't get a response even if she dials it. After all, the phone receiver can only hear unrealistic noises and beeps after disconnection.

Nuannuan girl tried to call her parents' number, but that number did not belong to Nanbang, and the public phone booth did not have the option of this version of international calls. Even if she put coins in, she could only get a busy signal response.

Her parents are traveling in Nanbang, and the contact is through the local travel data card and the WeChat software of the smartphone. The seemingly convenient communication method in the Internet age has the threshold of relying on equipment, which is simply difficult for the two little ones. It is the moat.

The phone booth that swallowed the steel coins spat out the steel coins. The dumb little girl thought it was because there were not enough coins. She had never made a phone call in her life, and fumbled in her pockets in a hurry, trying to find more coins, but finally flipped over. After searching all the pockets, he just took out a few banknotes, a few steel coins, and a business card that he didn't know when he was on his body.

Looking at the square characters of Republic on the front of the business card, the dumb girl handed the business card to Nuan Nuan.

The helpless Nuannuan girl has tried all the numbers she knows. If she is in the Republic now, then the official rescue forces of various systems should have received help information. Maybe the nearest street duty special service is already in On the way here, but in a foreign country like Nanbang, the children's self-help knowledge only harvested the cold winter wind and rolling snow.

Nothing has changed, as if helpless before...

The Nuannuan girl took the money in a low mood, and was about to try again, but found that besides the money, she got another thing.

business card?

Nuannuan girl looked at the familiar Great Wall emblem on it, her eyes lit up, and she subconsciously turned it over to see the details clearly.

"... What Beijing branch... branch?" Not knowing Fengjing's Feng character does not prevent Nuan Nuan from understanding the following two characters.

In the Republic, anything that involves the suffix "Branch Bureau" is basically an official institution. This made Nuannuan girl's eyes lighted with hope, and she couldn't wait to stand on tiptoe and put in a steel coin with the largest denomination. According to the phone number on the business card, I poked it one by one with dead branches.

"Du...beep...swish——"

The phone was connected unexpectedly, and there was a strange sound after the busy signal. Nuan Nuan felt that the other party was waiting for her to speak.

But in fact, the operator on the other end of the phone has already said "Hello" twice in doubt, and then compared the remarks of this group of numbers with a solemn expression - this is the number specially allocated to Sea God Boji by the Fengjing Branch. Could it be that the other party? What kind of emergency happened on the side and had to call for help from the branch?

But it shouldn't be, so many elites from the Ninth Bureau of the Northland have gone, why didn't they get any news?

The operator tapped the keyboard and connected the communication to the command hall, which attracted the attention of many on-duty personnel. Everyone turned their attention to the big screen, which was quickly locating the exact location of the incoming call.

The operator, on the other hand, held her breath and listened carefully to the voice on the other side. She was afraid that it was some kind of emergency. She made a sudden noise which exposed the communication and was cut off. But what she heard next made her fall into a state of bewilderment. middle--

"...Hello? Can you hear me?" Nuannuan girl was in awe, but also hopeful: "I, I was kidnapped and I just escaped. Uncle policeman, can you help me?"

In an instant, several on-duty personnel in the command hall stood up, their expressions becoming strange and dignified.

"child?"

"Where is the call from—"

"Shut up! Listen carefully!"

"Immediately locate the location of the phone!"

The part-time operator intelligence officer's sister has her eyebrows upside down. Listening to the weak and frightened voice of the child on the other end of the phone, her fingers tapped on the keyboard like a storm, and she reported the call to pass the approval layer by layer, directly opening the intelligence department's Special targeting permissions.

It's about children, even if it's a prank, they won't ignore it - not to mention that ordinary people can rarely press this phone even if they drink too much and randomly press it.

"Can you hear me? Kid?" The intelligence officer on the line looked serious, but tried to slow down her voice: "Kid?"

But there was no response from the other end of the phone, as if the other party couldn't hear her, and just described his identity on his own.

"My name is Xu Nuannuan. I was traveling with my parents in Nanbang. I was kidnapped by a bald uncle...I am now...I am on the same street...I don't know where this place is... ...I'm so hungry... Uncle policeman, are you listening? Hello?"

"Little friend?" The intelligence officer yelled twice, and then took off the earphones: "The other party can't hear our response, it may be that there is a problem with her equipment, and the specific communication location will take 3 minutes-no Domestic calls."

"Check!" The commander on duty said with a livid face, "Check even if it's not in the country!"

Nuannuan's tone brought a slight cry: "Uncle police... I'm homesick, if you can hear me, please come and save me, okay? Nuannuan will be obedient..."

"Don't be afraid, kid, we're locating your specific location, and we'll be able to—hello? Hello?"

But maybe because of the lack of response, after Nuannuan girl said a few words, she hung up the phone with a helpless and disappointed tone.

The intelligence officer transferred the information and posted it on the big screen: "It is confirmed that it is in Nanbang Busan, but this is a public phone in the urban area that they have not included in the relevant infrastructure maintenance files. We need to get their previous urban construction information to check. Go to the specific location of this phone - and the note on this phone, it should be Po Ji of the Gate of Truth, it should not appear in the hands of a child."

"Why did the phone number fall into someone else's hands? You can check it later. The safety of the child is the most important thing now." The commander on duty pondered for a moment: "Contact the security team who went to Nanbang before, and ask them to send people as a mobile phone number." Power, after finding out the exact address of the phone, go and pick up the child immediately."

"clear--"

And in the telephone booth in Nanbang, Nuan Nuan, who had lost hope, was sniffling and looking at the words on the back of the business card.

Compared with those handwritten contacts and numbers, she actually trusted the Fengjing branch that was originally printed on the business card, but it was a pity that the other party did not respond to her.

This made Nuannuan girl disappointed and a little embarrassed-the previous call was connected, which meant that the phone booth accepted her coins. If the follow-up call fails, they will not even have the last money. up.

The dumb little girl didn't know what happened, but seeing Nuannuan girl's depressed appearance, she was also a little anxious, pulled her sleeves, and looked at her with comforting eyes.

She took out the calendar paper and markers she got from the minivan before, and drew a stick figure of a police car, indicating that even if there is no way to get help on the phone here, they can still go to the patrolling police, the dumb girl herself More than once I saw a patrol car passing by.

Although she can't speak, she can write now. With a pen and paper by her side, simple communication with others is not a problem.

Nuannuan cheered up a little, looked at the steel coins in her hand, gritted her teeth and tried again.

Immediately afterwards, Brother Qiangqiang, who was drinking coffee with the second son of the Sansang chaebol who came to visit, also received a call.

"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?"

Brother Qiangqiang listened to the voice on the phone, took the phone away from his ear in doubt, and looked at the caller ID.

Is this a typo?

"Hello, I can hear you." Brother Qiangqiang heard the voice of the child on the opposite side, and said softly, "Little friend, you may have made a mistake."

"Can you hear me?" The little girl's voice was soft, waxy, with a milky voice: "My name is Xu Nuannuan. I came to Nanbang with my parents for a trip. I was kidnapped and just escaped. Can you Help me? I want to find my parents..."

Brother Qiangqiang took a bite of the coffee brought to his lips, almost spilling it all over his body.

He took a deep breath, put the coffee back, ignored the surprised eyes of the second son Sansang, stood up and walked to the door of the meeting room, and gestured to the Ninth Bureau officer on duty outside the door , beckoning them to come.

Seeing his expression, two officers from Bureau Nine became serious. They reached into their suit pockets and took out their guns, and hurried over.

Brother Qiangqiang listened to the voice of the little girl on the other end of the phone who was still trying to articulate his predicament clearly, and turned on the speakerphone in front of them: "I am now... in a very high place... around There are some shops selling...milk tea...and many uncles and aunts in suits...Hello? Are you listening? Hello?"

Facing the puzzled eyes of the Ninth bureau operatives, Brother Qiangqiang shouted into the phone: "Little friend, can you hear me?"

"Hello? Hello?" Nuannuan yelled a few times, sniffed her nose, and comforted herself as if she knew she would not get a response: "It's okay, there is still a phone...Nuannuan, you can do it... I will definitely be able to find my parents..."

Brother Qiangqiang confirmed that the other party could not hear his response, and then he looked at the Ninth Bureau officer: "The missing child from the passenger downstairs in the hotel - she got my phone number from nowhere, and called me, it was called Xu Nuannuan is right?"

The two Bureau Nine operators looked at each other for half a second, and then one of them pulled out the siren and glanced at his companion questioningly.

The companion rolled his eyes, and reprimanded in a definite and affirmative tone: "That's still a child—"

As he said that, he slapped the start button of the siren directly, and activated the second-level alert state of the entire security team without hesitation.

In the next moment, the entire hotel slowly stood up in the wind and snow like a behemoth waking up...

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Lianhua, who is taking care of Xiong Luoli, is writing at his desk, and there are some scribbled fragments on the manuscript paper, which is very similar to those stinky code words written on the Internet to build so-called inspiration records or outlines in their free time.

But in comparison, Lianhua wrote very seriously and fascinated, on the contrary, he felt like he was enjoying it.

Although the pen writing on the paper is scribbled, you can still see the graceful character, occasionally there are some [former president of the student union], [student president of the visiting exchange group], [raise the president's clean chin], [exquisite collarbone], [Delicate skin], [I'm coming in] and other strange and uncombinable words, at a glance, these manuscript papers have already been stacked several times.

The muscular sister Gui Aige sat on the side and watched the TV series quietly with earphones on, watching the huge dormant egg next to her that looked like a crib. softly.

Until there was such a moment, the clear ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Lianhua's blushing thoughts, and also woke up Luoli Xiong, who was sleeping soundly curled up in a ball with her fingers in her mouth, from her sleep.

This sleepy little bear opened its dazed eyes——

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The spicy chicken bathing in the artificial hot spring in the room hummed a song, raised its slender legs from the bathtub and swiped the water.

With a headband on his head leaning on the edge of the bathtub, shaking a glass of Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon in his hand, he looked in a good mood.

Holding the tablet for her to show cats and mice to the human-shaped tablet stand, the crying cat moved its head and ears, put the tablet aside, ignored the protests of spicy chicken silk, took out the communicator, put it on the ear and pressed the button. pass button.

Then there were a few doubtful replies, until more than ten seconds later, she hung up the communication, showing a subtle and weird expression.

"What's the matter?" Spicy chicken shreds, who was trying to reach the flat plate, was trying to reach out with her toes. Seeing that her expression was wrong, she asked in confusion, "Where did Alia blow up again?"

"……no."

"Then what's the big deal, with your expression?"