It's reasonable for me to have a two-way foil for a second-level civilization, right?

He prefers to sit alone in a secluded corner, silently observing everyone's demeanor and movements.

As before, after Zhao Zijie sat on the chair, his eyes subconsciously swept to the people sitting in the lobby dining.

"Hi, this is your glutinous rice."

The voice of the waiter interrupted his "human observation" behavior.

"Oh, okay, thank you." Zhao Zijie subconsciously nodded to the waiter to thank him.

But the next moment, his movements suddenly stopped.

"Sir? What's the matter?" The waitress asked softly with a gentle smile on her face.

Zhao Zijie frowned slightly, and shook his head: "It's okay...I'm sorry, maybe I'm too sensitive."

The smile on the waitress's face didn't change at all: "Okay sir, if you have other needs, just tell me."

After speaking, the waiter turned and left directly.

Zhao Zijie frowned and looked at the back of the waiter, lost in thought.

For some reason, he always felt that the waiter was a bit weird.

At least, not like a waiter.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Zijie, who didn't get any answer, chose to give up.

Just as he was about to bury his head in dealing with the glutinous rice in front of him, he suddenly caught sight of an extremely "abnormal" scene from the corner of his eye.

A woman is holding a child, sitting quietly in the corner of the lobby.

At first glance, there seems to be no major problem.

But... the child's sleeping position was a bit weird.

It's not like sleeping, it's more like a coma.

The moment this thought flashed across, Zhao Zijie's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that he ran into a so-called human trafficker?

He put down the chopsticks in his hand and was about to get up.

"Train G713258 from Magic City to Beijing is starting to check tickets, please..."

The sound of the radio outside the store came just right.

Zhao Zijie wrinkled tightly and fell into hesitation.

After thinking about it for a while, he gave up the idea of ​​"nosy".

At this time, he can't tolerate the slightest mistake.

If he missed this interview because he was nosy, he might regret it for the rest of his life!

Thinking of this, Zhao Zijie sighed slightly, turned around, grabbed the packed glutinous rice, and walked out of the restaurant.

The camera in the high-speed rail station moved slowly, watching him go away.

After confirming that Zhao Zijie had left, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief.

She reached out and grabbed the walkie-talkie inside the counter, and said, "Leader, this kid is very vigilant, I almost gave away just now."

"Be careful when following up!"

The next moment, a male voice came from the intercom: "Got it."

Chapter 152 Coincidence?Assessment?

After getting on the high-speed rail, Zhao Zijie silently followed the crowd and found his seat.

A corner window seat.

After putting his backpack away, he took out his earphones and prepared to rely on music to spend the hours-long journey.

As soon as he took out the earphones and was about to put them on, he froze in place.

The "abnormal" woman in the breakfast shop actually got on this high-speed train.

Seeing the woman walking towards the seat beside him, Zhao Zijie's heart twitched violently.

This……

This is a "coincidence"?

Before Zhao Zijie could think about it, the woman sat on the seat beside him.

"Little brother, I'm sorry." The woman said apologetically, "The children may be a little noisy, please bear with me."

Zhao Zijie didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

His eyes flicked again to the face of the woman and the face of the child in her arms.

The look on the woman's face is natural, but the child...

Although there is no evidence, he just feels a little weird.

Although he is not married, has no children, and has no experience in taking care of children, his intuition tells him that the normal sleeping position of a child is definitely not like this!

Zhao Zijie swallowed slightly, countless thoughts quickly rose in his mind.

Since childhood, he has never believed in coincidences.

In his view, most of the coincidences in the world are the products of intentional or unintentional.

Not to mention several "coincidences" colliding together.

Although there is no evidence, he has some guesses in his mind.

It is estimated that the real assessment began from the moment he entered the high-speed rail station.

The waiter at the breakfast shop, as well as the woman beside him, should be the content of the assessment.

only……

He doesn't know the standard of assessment.

According to common sense, facing this kind of "human trafficker", he should report directly and assist the police to arrest him.

But this is an unprecedented starship pilot assessment after all.

Who knows what the above standards are for starship pilots?

If the correct answer is to let go, wouldn't he just lose at the starting line?

Zhao Zijie slowly put on the earphones.

A familiar melody came.

Accompanied by Croatian Rhapsody, Zhao Zijie slowly closed his eyes.

The music is fast-paced, but the scene described is the ruins of a war-torn Croatia in the ashes.

The high-speed rail started.

Zhao Zijie became more and more entangled in his heart.

"Little brother, do you have water here?"

Just as Zhao Zijie was struggling, the woman beside him suddenly poked his arm lightly and asked in a low voice.

He opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the woman beside him suspiciously: "Water?"

The woman nodded lightly: "Yes, as long as mineral water is enough, I'll make some milk powder."

Zhao Zijie subconsciously took out a bottle of unopened ice mineral water from his bag and handed it to the woman.

Zhao Zijie's eyes widened suddenly when he saw the woman pouring milk powder with ice-cold mineral water.

What is this called?

This is an open-book exam, right? !

How can a mother use ice water to make milk powder for her child? !

Just as he was about to stand up and expose the trafficker beside him, he suddenly stopped.

No, it cannot be exposed so simply.

What if the assessment standard is to subdue the target without alarming it?

Zhao Zijie looked at the slightly jerky action of pouring milk powder by the woman beside him, and said silently: "Can you let me go? Can I go to the bathroom?"

The woman was taken aback for a moment, then stood up with the child in her arms to make way for her.

……

How many minutes later.

"Do you suspect that the passengers around you are human traffickers?"

Hearing Zhao Zijie's words, the expressions of several marshals suddenly became serious: "Are you sure?"

Zhao Zijie nodded hastily, and then explained every abnormality he observed.

The leading marshal frowned slightly: "Hearing what you said... it does have some meaning."

"Come on, let's go with you and see what's going on!"

……

"It's her."

After returning to his own compartment, Zhao Zijie pointed at the woman sitting on the chair, and said softly to the policemen on the side.

The leading marshal nodded silently, and walked towards the woman who was trying to feed ice milk powder.

"You...what are you doing?"

Seeing several marshals surrounding her heavily, the middle-aged woman's complexion changed drastically and she shouted loudly.

This shout immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding passengers.

Seeing this reaction, several marshals immediately understood.

"Ma'am, don't get excited."

"Please come with us, there is something wrong with your ticket."

In order not to disturb the other passengers, the leading marshal found a reason at random.

The middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief, and while holding the child, she muttered and left with a few policemen.

Zhao Zijie, who watched this scene from afar, was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly... the acting skills of this aunt and the marshal are quite good!

He even thought it was real!

He shook his head, sat back in his seat, closed his eyes and meditated again.

……

"Little brother!"

"Little brother!"

In a daze, Zhao Zijie heard a call.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked aside.

It was the marshal with the name just now.

Seeing the puzzled look in Zhao Zijie's eyes, the policeman smiled and explained.

"Little brother, after our confirmation, that woman is indeed a human trafficker."

Zhao Zijie didn't speak, just nodded and looked at the marshal silently.

"It's like this." Facing Zhao Zijie's gaze, the marshal felt trembling, but he still said quickly, "To thank you, we are going to..."

"no need."

Zhao Zijie shook his head: "This is just what I should do."

Are you kidding me?

How could he have the time to engage in these gratitude ceremonies now...