Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The child stretched out his hands to grab the food to eat, and his movements were very graceful. Yes, a little baby could actually be so graceful. I guess his family must be very well off.

Seeing that he liked it, Li Fumei picked up some fried chicken fillets for him and said, "This is all for you. Do you want some soup?"

Seeing him nod, it seemed that he could communicate with the outside world.

Li Wenhao leaned over and asked curiously, "How old are you, kid? Can you understand what we say? Can you read? I heard that autistic children are very smart."

"If you know them, give us their phone number and we'll help you contact your parents, okay?"

The child lowered his head and ate, as if he didn't hear what he said and completely ignored it.

"Hey, Captain, look, this kid is ignoring me."

Xing Fei took a look and found that the child liked to look at Li Fumei more. Thinking of the special nature of the Xuanmen people, there might be something about Fumei that made the child feel at ease.

"Fumei, can you ask for this kid's phone number?"

"Even if the police come, if they know the parents' phone number, it would be much faster to contact them directly than to conduct another round of screening."

Li Fumei hummed, took out a small paper crane and flew it in front of the child. Seeing that his attention was attracted, she said, "Do you know the home phone number?"

While eating, the child looked at the flying paper cranes, his eyes lit up, and he touched it with his other hand.

"Give me your phone number and I'll give you a paper crane to play with. This one can fly, and it doesn't even need electricity."

A piece of paper was handed over to the child, who picked up a pen and wrote a string of numbers, which was exactly an 11-digit mobile phone number.

Xing Fei was on the phone while the others were busy eating.

Half an hour after they finished eating, the police arrived at the restaurant and walked towards them. Looking at the child in one of their arms, they said, "Ma'am, you were the one who called us."

"Yes, we are from the xx branch of the Kyoto Police Station. We were passing by here on our way to handle a case and came here to eat. We didn't expect to run into this child. We have also contacted the child's parents."

"They'll be here soon. Please verify their identities and return the children once you're sure they're all right. This child is a little special; he's autistic and can't speak."

When the police heard that they were from the Kyoto Criminal Investigation Team, they said seriously, "I understand. If you need anything, please go back first. We will take care of the child and let you know after we send him home."

Xu Qianqian nodded, looked at the child who was full and ready to hand him to the police.

As a result, the sleepy child suddenly opened his eyes, reached out and slapped the police, not allowing anyone to approach, and held Xu Qianqian's neck tightly and refused to let go.

Seeing this, everyone was helpless: "I guess we can't leave for the time being. This child lacks a sense of security and now only recognizes Qianqian. Let's wait here for a while."

"Okay Captain."

The child's parents arrived in the afternoon and verified their identities. Then Xing Fei drove with his men at night and arrived in Kyoto early the next morning.

Everyone went back to wash up, have a good sleep, and go to the celebration party in the evening. Yes, if they don’t make up for the sleep, they will be exhausted to death.

In the restaurant private room

Xing Fei led the team inside, walked up to the director, and said with a smile, "Director, I'm sorry to have you spend so much money to have the celebration banquet here."

"Please remember to quickly approve the little girl's bonus. This mission was completed so quickly thanks to her."

"Haha, I understand. By the way, where is the little girl? I have never met her in person. To be accepted as a disciple by Master Su, she must be very talented."

Li Fumei walked over slowly and greeted him, "Hello, Director Uncle. Nice to meet you."

The director looked at the little girl, his smile deepening. "Not bad, not bad. I can tell at a glance that you're a very clever girl. Are you in the second or third year of junior high school now?"

"I'm in the third year of junior high school, and I'm about to enter the first year of high school."

"Then, do you have a chance of getting into the best high school after the high school entrance exam?"

"Yes, if I get first place, I will definitely be able to go to the best high school. I will not bring shame to my master. First place is mine."

When the director heard this, his eyes lit up with admiration: "Haha, little girl, you are really ambitious. No wonder your master thinks so highly of you. You are Master Su's first disciple."

"In the future, during the winter and summer vacations, if you're interested, you can come to our bureau for an internship. Don't worry, I'll approve your bonus as quickly as possible. We can't treat our meritorious people unfairly."

"Okay, thank you, Director."

"Alright, come on, sit down and let's eat and talk. Tell me the details of this case so I can understand more. It will also make it easier for me to attend the provincial meeting."

Xing Fei nodded and explained the whole story. Looking at the director's serious face, he sighed softly, "This kind of thing that has been exposed is ultimately a minority. There are still many things that cannot be done well."

"The publicity is still not sufficient. They don't realize they are breaking the law. In the process, so many people have been harmed and so many families have been broken up."

The director nodded. "Yes, we still need to speed up grassroots publicity work. It's better to prevent it in advance than to make up for it after it happens. I will report this to the organization and strive to increase the efforts."

"You've all worked hard this time. Let me toast you. Feel free to order whatever you want. Don't be polite to me."

Li Fumei held the drink cup and drank it. She waited until they picked up their chopsticks before she started eating. All she had in her eyes was the delicious food.

By the time the celebration banquet was over, it was already around eight or nine o'clock. The director said softly, "If you want to go sing, that's fine. The money is all mine. Relax now that you're back."

"When the case at work is urgent, there is no time to rest."

"Haha, okay, thank you, Chief."