Abandoned Women of the Age: Getting Rich by Spatial Warehouses

Chapter 134 Blame myself for talking too much

"Okay!" Yu Qing waved her hands, she said too many mistakes, so she didn't say anything at all.

The man also lost his mind for a while, but after Yu Qing reminded him, he also reacted, and quickly handed over his wife to the police standing beside him, and he quickly ran to the station office.

The woman stood aside, seeing that Yu Qing showed no signs of fleeing, so she stopped making trouble and chasing and biting.

Yu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't have the heart to bother with the crazy parents in this situation, she sincerely hoped that the god of luck would take care of them and let them find the child back as soon as possible.

Not long after, the old Anan came back, "That train is from Beixiaguang. It took more than 20 minutes to go, and the next stop is Pingshi."

"How long will it take to get to Pingshi?" Yu Qing didn't know the speed of the train in this era.

"It will take less than an hour to get to Pingshi Station."

"Hiss!" There was little time.

"I've already contacted the train conductor on the train just now, and asked him to arrange for someone to check the entire train, and if he finds a boy in a red padded coat, he will buckle it up first."

Yu Qing pursed her lips, "What if the man and woman changed the boy's clothes after getting on the bus?"

She didn't want to play against the police, it's just that she watched too many police and gangster movies in her previous life, and she knew more about the criminal methods of the bad guys, plus her own imagination
Uh!
It seems that I am talking too much!

Yu Qing hastily shut up.

Old An's eyes lit up, "The situation you mentioned is possible, what other possibilities can you tell me?"

Yu Qing glanced, as long as she opened her mouth, the woman would stare at her with an expression of wishing she could bite her, how dare she open her mouth?
"You're talking nonsense. My son is the most particular. How could he be willing to wear someone else's old clothes? He will definitely cry, and the train police will easily find him. The possibility you mentioned is impossible."

Yu Qing spread her hands, "What if your son was drugged?"

"You, you, you..." The woman seemed to be hit by her words, pointing and saying viciously: "How do you know so clearly, as if you know them very well, I seriously doubt that you are with them, you Don’t deny it, the two police officers heard it clearly.”

Yu Qing didn't bother to talk to this abnormal woman, but looked at old Anan with aggrieved expression, "Old comrade, look at her. We are here to analyze the case, eliminate loopholes, and want to get the child back as soon as possible. I and this Although the child has never met, I am kind-hearted, and I don't want him to be trafficked at a young age and leave his biological parents."

Old Anan glanced at the woman who was a little messy, and nodded to Yu Qing: "Yes, yes, we are all for the case, for the child."

The wait was excruciating. After an hour passed, news came from the railway that no couple with children got off the train at Pingshi Station. On the train, the search was still going on.

Yu Qing looked at the wall clock in the waiting hall. It was already 03:30 in the afternoon, and she still wanted to go to the supply and marketing agency in the afternoon. When would this delay be the end?

"Comrade Public Security, you see it's getting late, when are we going to make a record, and I want to go back early after I'm done."

Old Anan felt that it was not a problem for them to wait foolishly at the train station, so he wanted to take everyone back to the police station to wait for the news, and make a note by the way.

At this time, the woman came out to make trouble again. Before the child was found, she asked everyone to wait with her at the train station.

The old policeman was so troubled by her that he had no choice but to let one of the young policemen accompany the couple, and the others went back to the police station together.

(End of this chapter)