Chapter 8 Cat
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 1st of this year.
The word "brother and sister" is clearly written in the relationship column.
Looking at Mo Xiaoxue’s ID card number in the household registration book, Chen Junqiang entered it into the police mobile phone and checked it. The information was indeed true.
Moreover, the first digits of Mo Jingchun and Mo Xiaoxue's ID numbers are the same.
That is to say, at this moment, the little guy sitting in the stroller, holding a bottle and sucking, with two big beautiful eyes looking at him curiously, is indeed Mo Jingchun's sister.
To be precise, the little guy was looking at Mo Jingchun, who was standing opposite him with his head lowered.
"Brother and sister"
The two words that were so familiar hit Chen Junqiang's chest like a mallet.
So weak and powerless, yet so powerful.
For a moment, Chen Junqiang, who felt tight in his chest, didn't know how to speak. He was asked to maintain law and order and catch bad guys. He was very good at it. As for how to comfort a person, comfort a person who had lost his parents, he still needed to Chen Junqiang really didn't know how to raise a sister who looked less than one year old.
Moreover, the little guy in the stroller is still so young, which means that the time since Mo Jingchun lost his mother recently will definitely not exceed a year, and it may even be less than half a year.
Died due to dystocia?
Chen Junqiang doesn't know, and he won't take the risk to ask. Otherwise, what's the difference between this and adding salt to Mo Jingchun's unhealed wound.
Standing behind Chen Junqiang, Du Xiaohan, who was only 165cm tall, could not see the contents of the household registration book at all, but the change in Chen Junqiang's expression was seen by Du Xiaohan.
This made Du Xiaohan even more curious about what kind of information caused such rich changes in the police's expressions.
Is the household registration book fake? As soon as the idea came up, Du Xiaohan rejected it himself.
In the Internet age, if the household registration book is fake, it will be exposed after a little investigation. There is no need to falsify the household registration book. What's more, Du Xiaohan just saw the police using their mobile phones to verify the information in the household registration book.
The police did not immediately say that there was a problem with the household registration book, which further proves that the household registration book is genuine and there is no problem.
Du Xiaohan really couldn't imagine what kind of different information there was in the household registration book. Du Xiaohan had used the household registration book several times, but he didn't pay much attention to the detailed information in the household registration book.
In Du Xiaohan's impression, the household registration book seems to only indicate the name, home address, ID number, gender, diploma, and date of birth.
The crowd gathered together and watched never stopped talking. Some of them were laughing, some had disgust on their faces, and some of the people who had just watched had some shock on their faces after hearing what everyone said.
"Everyone, please disperse. It's nothing, so don't make wild guesses."
The first thing Chen Junqiang thought of was to let the crowd of onlookers disperse.
In the crowd, a middle-aged woman with a loud voice asked:
"Police officer, isn't this person stealing children?"
As soon as the middle-aged woman finished speaking, Chen Junqiang There was a knot in my heart, and I quickly shook my head and said : "It's nothing, Auntie."
Chen Junqiang paused, and then added: "I'm just doing a routine check."
"Everyone, please disperse quickly, don't scare the children .”
"Oh."
Although most people looked a little reluctant, they still dispersed and found a place to sit down. Although a few people walked away, they always looked at them from the corner of their eyes. .
Chen Junqiang returned the admission notice and household registration book to Mo Jingchun with a stiff smile.
"Hello, your belongings."
Mo Jingchun did not raise his head, but silently took the Peking University admission notice and household registration book returned by the police, turned around and squatted down, The two important items were put back into the suitcase and put away.
He could understand what the police and the woman did, but understanding meant understanding. He couldn't control the pain in his heart.
At this time, Mo Jingchun could have pointed at the woman behind the policeman and said, "Sick.", leaving the woman speechless.
"Sorry, I..." Before Chen Junqiang could finish speaking, he was directly interrupted by Mo Jingchun.
"It's okay."
Mo Jingchun took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the milk leaking from his sister's chin. The little guy frowned with dissatisfaction. Eye.
Chen Junqiang, who was at a loss, was poked in the back by Du Xiaohan, who had been silent. Chen Junqiang, who turned around, shook his head twice to signal her to stop talking.
After leaving Mo Jingchun's location and walking far away, Chen Junqiang explained to Du Xiaohan.
"Don't take it too seriously. What you did is right. Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst."
After saying that, Chen Junqiang left and headed towards the bathroom not far from the toilet. Walking to the convenience store, only the silent Du Xiaohan was left.
“Is it really right?”
Du Xiaohan seemed to be asking himself or the police.
Du Xiaohan looked at the thin body that was bent over. The difference was that the man's face did not show a smile like before.
And this was all caused by her.
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After cleaning sister Candy’s milk bottle, Mo Jingchun was just about to drag his luggage back to his seat.
"I'll help you pull it."
Du Xiaohan wanted to help Mo Jingchun pull the suitcase, but Mo Jingchun, whose upper right hand was on the lever, did not let go.
The next scene made Du Xiaohan dumbfounded.
If you don't let go, you feel a little guilty and too anxious.
Du Xiaohan's fingernails directly scratched a white scar on Mo Jingchun's right hand. The white scar turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it started bleeding in the blink of an eye.
Fortunately, the blood coagulated quickly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."
Du Xiaohan was at a loss and just repeated "I'm sorry" and "I didn't mean it" over and over again.
Mo Jingchun looked down at his right hand expressionlessly, then raised his head and glanced at the annoying woman.
"Auntie, could you please make way?" Mo Jingchun was almost gritting his teeth.
The monk was still angry, not to mention that Mo Jingchun was still an impulsive young man.
When he was at school, Mo Jingchun would not endure it like this.
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 one day earlier."
"What's wrong?" Chen Junqiang asked, sitting on the seat next to Mo Jingchun.
Facing the inquiries from the returning police officers, Mo Jingchun was silent for a moment before saying, "It's nothing, I accidentally got scratched by a cat on my right hand."
"Cat? I'm often on duty here. Why haven't I seen a cat before?" Chen Junqiang was puzzled.
"Already ran away, maybe he just happened to run here today." (End of Chapter)