Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

From the outside, the police station looks like an inconspicuous old and run-down courtyard. There is a vertical plaque hanging at the door with the words "Dongcheng Police Station of Beijing Public Security Bureau" inscribed on it.

It was a very ordinary wooden sign with black letters on a white background. If it weren't for the old man in the message room at the door who was also wearing a solemn police uniform, it would be easy for people passing by the door to overlook it.

Han Zhaozhao rushed into the yard in a hurry. She didn't realize that she had to register at the message room.

"Hey, kid, what are you doing? This is a police station, you can't play here.

Be obedient, get out quickly and go play somewhere else!"

A tall and thin old man rushed out from the message room and grabbed Han Zhaozhao's arm.

"Hello, Public Security Grandpa, I know this is the police station. I'm not here to play, I want to report a crime!

Grandpa, can you tell me who I should contact to catch the human traffickers?

I found the human traffickers, and I was in a hurry. Otherwise, if I went too late, they would run away, and the stolen children would never come back! "

The old policeman's face changed, and he asked seriously: "Are you serious? Have you found the human traffickers? Where are they now? How many people are there in total? Where did you steal the child?"

While asking, he pulled Han Zhaozhao into the office at the end. There were five men sitting in the room, all wearing the Type 55 police uniform, which was white on top and blue on the bottom. Two of them stood with straight backs, fierce auras, and eyes as sharp as knives. When they looked at people, the timid ones would tremble all over.

"Huh? All the section chiefs are here, are they in a meeting?

Director, this kid came to report that he had discovered a human trafficker. Please arrange for someone to take a statement and question him."

"Okay, brother, you go back and do your work. Leave the child here. I'll take care of this right away!

Come here, kid, don't be afraid, tell me, what's your name, where do you live, where are your parents?

Did you see the traffickers committing the crime with your own eyes or did you hear it from others…” The director planned to get some basic information first. The police force in the station was insufficient, and they could not dispatch police without confirming the case.

Besides, the person who reported the case was a child, who might have heard it from others and been misled. Nowadays, the enthusiasm of the people to fight against the enemy and the bad guys is high, and there are many mistakes.

"Master Chief, you'd better send someone out to catch them! If it's too late, the traffickers will have fled the city. They have donkey carts and will be out of the city in ten minutes at most.

It will be too late to catch them after they leave the city! There are children from our alley on the donkey cart, please go and save them first!

I don't have time to tell you in detail, but I assure you, they are definitely human traffickers. They also stole the children who were lost in Luoguxiang some time ago. I ran into them at the city gate."

Although Han Zhaozhao's words were a bit disorganized, he spoke clearly and explained the basic situation.

Several police officers in the room immediately became restless, looked at each other, and decided to go out and arrest the man immediately.

Several people wearing police hats went out to greet people, leaving only the director and a middle-aged policeman who looked very friendly. One asked questions while the other started taking notes in a notebook.

“I don’t know which way they will go, but last time I saw them in Dongzhimen.

I saw only two people, a man and a woman, both middle-aged in their thirties.

The man is about as tall as the police officer at the gate, but stronger than him, um, as strong as the uncle who was here just now."

Section Chief Bai paused while recording, calculated in his mind, and wrote down: suspected human trafficker, male, about 30 years old, 1.80 meters tall, weighing 135-160 kilograms...

"That woman is about as tall as your mouth, not too fat or thin, and quite fair. If you look closely, she looks a lot like the female spy in the comic book.

She combed her hair into two braids today and tied them up like this behind her head. It looked better than the way her hair was combed when I saw her a few days ago.

Last time, she had her hair in a bun like my grandmother's and wore the same slanted-collared jacket as the grandmothers at the entrance of the alley. If you didn't look closely, you would have thought she was very old.

This time she was dressed very nicely, like Director Zhang from our neighborhood committee, she was wearing a double-breasted Lenin suit with a small lapel, and her face was painted white, which was quite nice, and she looked very young and impressive, like a female cadre.

Director: That’s a pretty detailed description! This kid is very smart and attentive!

Section Chief Bai kept writing: Suspected to be a woman trafficker, about 30 years old, 1.58 meters tall, weighing about 190 kilograms, with double braids in his hair, and wearing a blue Lenin suit.

Note: Suspected of being in disguise!

Han Zhaozhao continued to make up a story. No, he continued to say: "The key is the donkeys that pulled the donkey carts! Uncle, do you know how I recognized that they were human traffickers?"

The director and Section Chief Bai asked at the same time: "Really? How did you recognize that they were child traffickers?

From what you said, you didn't see them stealing children with your own eyes, did you? "

Han Zhaozhao said smugly, "Look at what you said. If I had seen them stealing children with my own eyes, I wouldn't have reported the case to the police station now. I would have been caught and stuffed into a sack and taken away."

The director and Section Chief Bai nodded: That makes sense!

Han Zhaozhao: "I tell you, what is written in the villain book is true, bad people have knives in their eyes!

When that woman looked at me, I felt cold all over, as if there were holes in my clothes and the cold wind was blowing in.

Last time I didn't even dare to look at her a second time, I was afraid they would catch me! Uncle, it's easy to catch them, people can change clothes but the little donkey can't!

I had my eyes set on that little donkey last time. There was a white spot the size of an egg on its forehead and slightly above its tail!

The little donkey is gray, with a big mouth. When he grins, he looks like a fool and is so funny!

But its eyes are pretty nice, big black eyes with a white edge, it looks like a naughty little donkey!"

The director and Section Chief Bai couldn't help laughing. This child was really funny. It turned out that she didn't remember people very well, but she remembered donkeys better!

Section Chief Bai wrote in the notebook: A donkey cart, the donkey is gray, with a white pattern the size of an egg on its forehead and tail, big black eyes with white circles around them, and a silly look...

Oh no, my pen followed my brain and I almost wrote something as cute and adorable! What the hell, cute and adorable, how can a donkey have facial expressions like a human? !

Children have imagination. How could his brain be diverted by a child?

Cross it out, it must be crossed out! Can this word be included in the interrogation record? The answer is no, it will make him look so stupid!

In the yard, five or six policemen were ready to go, with guns slung over their waists. The director led the team in person, driving two sidecars, and headed straight to Dongzhimen to ambush and catch the human traffickers.

The only ones left in the room were Section Chief Bai and Han Zhaozhao.

Han Zhaozhao: "Uncle, look, I have nothing to do now, can I go home?"

Section Chief Bai: "Why are you in such a hurry? I'll be there in a moment! Let me check the transcript with you again! Name..."

Han Zhaozhao: ...I am speechless!

Why are you adults competing with a little kid like me? This is a mistake. Now that I’m in, I can’t get out!

No one had told her that reporting a crime would involve so many complications. A child who came to the police station to deliver a letter actually needed to be recorded.

Doesn't it say in period novels that sending a letter to report something is a simple process and not that troublesome?

How come it was her turn and she was detained and not allowed to go home? This plot is wrong!