Chapter 8 Cats

The second page, Mo Xiaoxue

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is the date of birth, which is printed on March 1 of this year.

As for the relationship column, the word "brother and sister" is impressively written.

Looking at Mo Xiaoxue's ID number on the household registration book, Chen Junqiang entered it into the police mobile phone to check, and the information was indeed true.

Moreover, Mo Jingchun and Mo Xiaoxue had the same number in front of their ID numbers.

That is to say, at this very moment, the little guy sitting in the stroller, holding the bottle and sucking, and looking at him curiously with two beautiful big eyes, is indeed Mo Jingchun's younger sister.

To be precise, the little guy was looking at Mo Jingchun who was standing opposite him with his head bowed.

"brother and sister"

The two words that are so familiar, at this time, hit Chen Junqiang's chest hard like a mallet.

So weak and weak, yet so powerful.

For a while, Chen Junqiang, who was feeling tight in his chest, didn't know how to speak. He was very good at maintaining law and order and arresting bad guys. My one-year-old sister, Chen Junqiang really doesn't know.

Moreover, the little guy in the stroller is still so young, which means that Mo Jingchun's recent loss of his mother will definitely not exceed a year, and may even be less than half a year.

Died because of dystocia?

Chen Junqiang didn't know, and he wouldn't take the liberty to ask, otherwise, it would be no different from sprinkling salt on Mo Jingchun's unhealed wound.

Standing behind Chen Junqiang, Du Xiaohan, who was only 165 tall, couldn't see the contents of the household registration book at all, but Du Xiaohan noticed the changes in Chen Junqiang's expression.

This made Du Xiaohan even more curious about what kind of information caused the policeman's face to change so richly.

Account book is fake? As soon as the idea came up, Du Xiaohan vetoed it himself.

In the Internet age, if the household registration booklet is fake, a little research will reveal it. There is no need to falsify the household registration booklet. What's more, Du Xiaohan also saw the police using a mobile phone to verify the information on the household registration booklet.

The police did not immediately say that there was a problem with the household registration book, which fully demonstrated that the household registration book was genuine and there was no problem.

Du Xiaohan really couldn't think of any different information in the account book. Du Xiaohan had used the account book a few times, but he didn't pay much attention to the detailed information on the account book.

In Du Xiaohan's impression, the household registration book seemed to include name, home address, ID number, gender, diploma, and date of birth.

Gathered together, the crowd of onlookers never stopped discussing. Some of them were laughing, some were full of disgust, and those who just came to watch were a little shocked after hearing what everyone said.

"Let's leave, everyone. There's nothing wrong. Don't make wild guesses."

The first thing Chen Junqiang thought of was to let the crowd disperse.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged woman with a loud voice asked:

"Officer, isn't this man stealing children?"

As soon as the middle-aged woman finished speaking, Chen Junqiang felt a lump in his heart, and quickly shook his head and said, "It's nothing, auntie."

Chen Junqiang paused, and added: "I'm just doing a routine inspection."

"Let's leave quickly, don't scare the children."

"oh oh."

Although most of the people had some reluctance on their faces, they still spread out and found a place to sit down. Although a very small number of people walked away, they were still watching from the corner of their eyes.

With a stiff smile on his face, Chen Junqiang returned the admission notice and household registration book to Mo Jingchun.

"Hello, your item."

Mo Jingchun didn't look up, but silently took the Beijing University admission notice and household registration book returned by the police, turned around and squatted down, and put the two important items back into the suitcase.

He can understand what the police and the woman did, but understanding is nothing more than understanding. The pain in his heart is beyond his control.

At such a time, Mo Jingchun could point at the woman behind the policeman and say "I'm sick.", leaving the woman speechless.

"Sorry, I..." Chen Junqiang was interrupted by Mo Jingchun before he finished speaking.

"It's okay."

Mo Jingchun took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the milk leaking from his sister Tangtang's chin, the little guy frowned in dissatisfaction.

Chen Junqiang, who was at a loss, was poked on the back by Du Xiaohan, who had been silent all this time. Turning around, Chen Junqiang shook his head twice at Du Xiaohan, who was a head shorter, and signaled her to stop talking.

After leaving Mo Jingchun's location and walking far away, Chen Junqiang explained to Du Xiaohan.

"Don't take it to heart, your approach is correct, don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case."

After finishing speaking, Chen Junqiang left and walked towards the convenience store not far from the toilet, only the silent Du Xiaohan was left in place.

"Really?"

Du Xiaohan seemed to be asking himself or the police.

Du Xiaohan looked at the stooped thin body. The difference was that the smile on that person's face was not like before.

And it was all caused by her.

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After cleaning sister Candy's baby bottle, Mo Jingchun was just about to drag his luggage back to his seat.

"I'll pull it for you."

Du Xiaohan wanted to help Mo Jingchun pull the suitcase, but Mo Jingchun, who was on the lever on the upper right, did not let go.

The next scene directly made Du Xiaohan dumbfounded.

If you don't let go alone, you feel a little guilty, too anxious.

Du Xiaohan's fingernails directly scratched a white scar on Mo Jingchun's right hand, and the white scar turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, bleeding in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the blood coagulated soon.

"Sorry, sorry, I really didn't mean to."

Du Xiaohan was at a loss and just repeated "I'm sorry" and "I didn't mean to" over and over again.

Mo Jingchun looked down at his right hand expressionlessly, then raised his head to look at the annoying woman.

"Auntie, can you please make way?" Mo Jingchun was almost gritting his teeth.

The monk is still angry, not to mention that Mo Jingchun is still an impulsive young man.

When he was in school, Mo Jingchun wouldn't bear it like this.

After returning to the seat again, Mo Jingchun took a closer look at his scratched right hand.

"Unlucky! If I had known this, I would have set off a day earlier."

"What's the matter?" Chen Junqiang sat on the seat next to Mo Jingchun and asked.

Faced with the questioning of the police who came and went, Mo Jingchun was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's nothing, the cat accidentally scratched my right hand."

"Cats? I am often on duty here, why have I never seen a cat before?" Chen Junqiang was puzzled.

"It's already gone, maybe it happened to come here today."