As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

Wang Shaoli next door was a little confused. What happened to her daughter? Although it was true, how could a girl say that?

Hearing Chen Yue's words, Mao Xiaolin suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Yue excitedly, then his face darkened and he stammered:

"Can I...can I really like you? You won't stop me from liking you just because I'm such a bad person?"

"No, you are so tall and look very safe." Chen Yue said affirmatively.

"Haha, okay, I...it turns out I can like someone." A line of tears flowed from Mao Xiaolin's eyes. He was very happy that his ignorance during adolescence was recognized.

"Yes, Brother Xiaolin, I think you are tall and powerful. Don't always think that you are a bad person. I envy you." Zhong Yuwen next to him said.

"Are you jealous of me? But I hurt you, shouldn't you hate me?" Mao Xiaolin wiped her tears and looked at Zhong Yuwen in confusion.

"I don't hate you. I know you need friends. You are angry because they don't play with you. In fact, you can play with me."

"Would you like to be my friend?" Mao Xiaolin said excitedly. He had never thought that this classmate who was bullied by him would actually want to be his friend.

"Of course, why not?" Zhong Yuwen blinked.

"Yes, Xiaolin, I remember the last time students from other classes came to bully students in your class, you scared them away with just one hand. You are not a bad person. Everyone says that you are very brave and powerful." He Xue also said kindly to Mao Xiaolin.

Mao Xiaolin's mouth trembled with excitement for a while, and he murmured: "Teacher He, I don't really want to hit my classmates. It's mainly because I don't have any friends and no one plays with me."

"I envy my classmates. You guys play ball and chat together after class, but I am always alone."

Mao Xiaolin raised his head and looked at the ceiling, with a gleam of light in his eyes.

"I remember when I was a kid, I lived in the countryside. There were chickens, ducks, and my little yellow dog. My parents loved me very much and would buy me delicious food."

"But I don't know why, suddenly one day my parents started quarreling. They didn't love me anymore, they got annoyed when they saw me, and they even beat me." Mao Xiaolin showed a painful expression on his face.

"Later, my mother passed away. I didn't know where she went. I missed her very much. Then my father disappeared too. I became a child without a father or a mother."

"I could only live with my grandparents. We later moved to the city together, but my grandparents had no time to take care of me. They wanted to open a chess and card room, and they also liked to play cards."

"I wanted to talk to them, but they were just playing cards from morning till night. I was very lonely and isolated."

"They only know how to give me money and buy things for me, but I hope they can go shopping with me, watch TV with me, and go to the amusement park with me."

Mao Xiaolin's words were transmitted to the next room through the loudspeaker.

Mao Renfeng and Wu Xiuhua stood there stupidly. They had never paid attention to their grandson's thoughts. In their opinion, since their son and daughter-in-law were gone and no longer cared about the child, they had to take care of the child's eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.

As for what thoughts and what communication are, what are they?

Isn't it enough to just give money and not be bullied?

Why is the grandson now speaking as if they did something wrong, they were completely wrong.

"My grandfather runs a chess and card room, and he often quarrels with others. My classmates ignore me and look at me with fear. Every time I want to play with them, they run away as if they have seen a ghost."

"I really want to have a friend of my own, a friend who can play with me, a friend who can talk to me, so that I am no longer alone in my world." A longing expression showed on Mao Xiaolin's face.

In the next room, everyone was silent.

In their eyes, Mao Xiaolin was a typical bad boy who didn't study hard, fought, bullied his classmates, and almost ruined Chen Yue and He Xue. Such a child was completely hopeless.

But no one has ever paid attention to the fact that such a child also has a heart longing for friends, that such a child was also innocent and kind when he was young, and that such a child's extravagant desires are so simple.

He just wanted someone to talk to, just wanted someone to play with. These things that other children took for granted were actually what this child was pursuing.

Maybe this child is not that bad, and all he needs is a little care.

Mao Renfeng and Wu Xiuhua were already in tears. It turned out that compared to material things, what their grandson needed more was spiritual companionship.

The three old men sitting on the other side now have complicated expressions. They have always felt that they have done a just thing and that they were doing something to eliminate harm for the people.

They never think that fighting violence with violence is wrong, because for a bad guy like Mao Xiaolin, this is the retribution he deserves.

In the interrogation room, seeing Mao Xiaolin's sad yet expectant look, He Xue stood up, walked gently behind him, and stroked his head.

Chen Yue and Zhong Yuwen also stood up and sat next to him.

"You have friends, they are your friends, and teachers are also your friends." He Xue said softly.

"Yes, we are all your friends."

Mao Xiaolin cried, cried very sadly and cried very unrestrainedly.

The soul-soothing incense helped the three children completely open up their hearts, allowing them to re-understand their true inner thoughts, what they need and what they want.

Ye Lin smiled with satisfaction. Even if the murderer could not be caught, he felt it was worth it as he could help a child turn back from prodigal son. However, as a policeman, he still asked that question.

"Mao Xiaolin, do you know the person who kidnapped you last time?"

Mao Xiaolin raised his head, letting the tears flow in his eyes. He looked at Ye Lin firmly and said loudly: "Uncle Ye, I know who it is, but I don't want to say it. It was my problem before. I hurt my classmates. I am sorry for them. I should be punished. They are trying to educate me. I won't say it."

The effect of the soothing incense gradually wore off, and the three children returned to their normal state.

Chen Yue looked around and then at Mao Xiaolin. Everything that had just happened seemed like a dream. How could she be talking to Mao Xiaolin? But looking at him now, he didn't seem so scary anymore.

She tried to say, "Mao Xiaolin, can you please stop bullying me in the future?"

Mao Xiaolin grinned and said, "You are my goddess. I will beat up anyone who bullies you in the future."

"No, don't hit people anymore. It's not good to hit people." Zhong Yuwen on the side protested, his face filled with a happy smile, no longer looking silly.