Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

While talking, he tried to peek into the door.

Han Zhaozhao blocked the door tightly, leaving only a gap of two fingers wide, looked at him warily, shook his head and said, "This is the flight attendant lounge, the brothers just changed shifts and lay down to rest, uncle, what can I do for you?"

"Oh? Is this the crew lounge? I may have recognized the wrong door. Why are you staying here? Are you a family member of a crew member?"

The middle-aged man with glasses did not give up and was still trying to get some information. His rat eyes behind his glasses were gleaming cunningly.

That's not right. He had been observing for two or three hours, and apart from this little girl, no one else had entered or left this berth.

Are there really flight attendants taking a break from shift change inside?

"The one in front is the train security duty room. If you need help, go knock on that door. If you can't find your berth, go ask for help. They will also help."

After saying that, he closed the door with a clang and locked it.

"Tsk! You don't look like a good person at first glance! You think you are a cadre just because you are wearing a Zhongshan suit? Are you bullying me because I am young and can't tell good from bad?"

Han Zhaozhao muttered and deliberately said loudly: "Brother, Brother Dashan, you two go to sleep. Aren't you on duty tonight? It's nothing. A stranger passenger couldn't find the room and knocked on the wrong door. I asked him to go to the train police duty room for help."

"There is a mark on the ticket, just let him look for it..." Han Zhaozhao pinched his throat and pretended to talk to himself in a man's voice.

As he spoke, he stepped lightly, from heavy to light, imitating the sound of walking footsteps.

After the performance, she leaned against the door and listened carefully. The man outside stopped moving. After a while, she heard footsteps leaving and walking towards the back of the train.

No, knocking on the wrong door proves that he should also be a passenger in the sleeper car. He was afraid of trouble and did not go to find the conductor. According to common sense, shouldn't he search door by door in the sleeper car?

Why did you just leave without hesitation?

Han Zhaozhao opened the door quietly and looked out through the crack.

The man had already walked to the connection between the carriages. He was about 1.6 meters tall, and as he walked, only the back of his head was seen swaying slightly back and forth.

Why does he look more and more like an enemy spy in a spy movie? He never forgets to observe his surroundings at all times, which is very suspicious!

"Could it be a spy or a human trafficker?" Her heart was beating fast and she blamed herself for not opening the door directly. She should have asked through the door who the person was first.

Just as she was about to be distracted, her sixth sense suddenly struck!

When the man suddenly turned around, he saw that Han Zhaozhao had already closed the door.

Being targeted? The man shook his head secretly.

The corridor of the sleeper car was empty, all doors were tightly closed, and from time to time, the sound of low voices could be heard.

It’s too cold and no one goes out. Who is watching him?

The little girl just now?

No, the door was always closed. A child shouldn't be able to do that.

Could it be that his mind was wandering and he alarmed the flight attendant in the lounge?

His heart tightened, he clenched the suitcase in his hand, and retracted his right hand which subconsciously reached for his waist.

He pretended to be calm and continued to walk forward, but his steps were much faster, preparing to cross several carriages and hide first.

Han Zhaozhao, who was behind the door, was frowning in thought. She reviewed every detail from the first time she saw the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man spoke with a standard Northeastern accent, but he was a dwarf, which is very rare in the Northeast.

The clothes were not new, but they were extremely clean and neat, and even the ironing marks were obvious.

People from Northeast China are generally casual in character. Unlike Shanghai men, it seems that very few of them pay attention to the details of life.

Thinking back to that man's seemingly gentle smile, and the occasional wolf-like ferocious eyes behind the lenses, she still felt a chill in her heart when she thought about it now.

Suspicious, very suspicious!

There is a situation, there must be a situation!

Even if this man is not an enemy spy with blood on his hands, he must be an extremely ruthless human trafficker.

What to do? Han Zhaozhao thought for a long time and finally made up her mind. She locked the door and walked into the police duty room. She found the police and reported the situation in detail.

Especially all the details she saw were described in detail.

At first, the two young flight attendants who received her smiled warmly, praised her for her vigilance, and talked and chatted with her warmly.

They knew her; she was Comrade Qian Zhonghao's younger sister.

The people of Beijing are well-known throughout the country for their vigilance and enthusiasm. Their favorite thing to do is to provide clues to the public security departments. The fact that their colleagues in the capital can repeatedly solve major and special cases of the enemy is absolutely inseparable from the enthusiastic support of the local people.

I didn’t expect that even a seven-year-old child could be so interesting. While hitchhiking, he never forgot to find opportunities to observe details and catch bad guys. It really is true that everyone in Beijing is a policeman!

But as they were chatting, the middle-aged man who was reading a document next to them frowned.

"This man is somewhat suspicious. We need to take measures to keep a close watch on him. Zhang Chao, come with me to check the tickets. Ma Yuan, you stay on duty and wait for the others to come back and have them support us."

After saying that, he took people out to patrol and investigate the situation.

"Little sister, go back to the lounge and lock the door. Don't open the door if a stranger knocks. The uncles will notify your second brother when they are done."

"Uncle, you go and do your work. I know what is important. Brother Zhonghao taught me a long time ago!" Han Zhaozhao would not let go when it was time to make Qian Zhonghao's presence felt.

A palm is not as close as two fingers. Mention Qian Zhonghao's name more often. In case the clues she provides are really useful, he will definitely benefit from it!

As a family, she would not forget him if there was any benefit. At this time, Qian Zhonghao had already accepted the task and was checking tickets in the next carriage with his partner, Miss Lai Di, and had no idea that the neighbor girl was giving him credit.

Only after personally sending Han Zhaozhao safely back to the crew lounge did Ma Yuan go back to his duty.

Han Zhaozhao would never do such dangerous things as relying on space and showing off her strength to catch spies and human traffickers. She was small and incompetent, and it was difficult for her to protect herself, so she would not cause trouble for the train police.

However, she would not get involved in catching spies, but it was still necessary for her to find a way to protect herself, because she was afraid that trouble would find her instead of people looking for trouble.

Based on her years of experience in reading online articles, the more people want to stay away from something, the more likely they are to encounter it.

Just in case, she returned to the carriage, locked the door, entered the space and placed the dagger, sleeping pills, poison needles and other things she had prepared in advance within reach.

Hehehe, it’s their luck that bad guys don’t bother her.

As long as someone is foolish enough to provoke her, she will let them taste the blissful treatment of combining modern medicine with traditional Chinese medicine.

She has developed several new poisons, but hasn't found any test subjects!

Han Zhaozhao was half lying and half sitting on the berth, eating strawberries happily and waiting for something to happen.

The train police gathered all the crew members and were checking tickets to find out the enemy. When they were inspecting, they especially checked all the middle-aged men wearing Mao suits.

Han Zhaozhao had been paying attention to the movements outside. Finally, when the train was about to arrive at the next station, a series of chaotic footsteps and noisy shouts were heard in the corridor.

"Did he catch him, or didn't he? Did I mislead the police officers?"

Han Zhaozhao opened the door a crack and observed carefully with the carpentry eyes inherited from his ancestors.