I have special communication skills

Chapter 44
It was very late today, and she had received enough news that she needed to digest it carefully and think about what to do next.

It was already three o'clock at night when we left the orphanage, and the whole Nancheng was immersed in the night, only a small number of people were still partying, and most of them had already fallen asleep peacefully.

Yang Mianmian was already very sleepy, but she didn't want to go back to sleep at all, her nerves tensed up, and her brain was in a rare active time.

In the cold wind, she rode to the police station.

The guard at the gate was sound asleep and didn't see her at all. She walked to the door of Jingchu's office familiarly and found that he was still there.

"……I'm hungry."

Jing Chu didn't expect that in the middle of the night, Yang Mianmian came to him and said that she was hungry. He thought she had been wronged: "There is no place for supper at this point, do you want instant noodles?"

"eat."

He soaked a pack of instant noodles for her, and Yang Mianmian sat on his stomach and looked at him without blinking, like a little hamster waiting to be fed, and his voice softened involuntarily: " How did you come here in the middle of the night?"

"Passing by."

Passing by, how long did it take to get home from the orphanage, and she had to ride a long way to come here, her face was wrinkled by the wind.

"You, if you don't have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, you can't come to me if you have nothing to do." Jing Chu gave her instant noodles, "Eat, do you want some water?" He had already poured a glass of water for her when he asked.

Yang Mianmian stirred the noodles with a fork, rolled them up and stuffed them into his mouth to eat. Jing Chu laughed, thinking that her action was very childish. He wanted to say something when the phone rang.

It was Cong Jun who called and yelled: "Damn, I charge 1 yuan for just one phone number! Is this a scam or a scam or a scam?"

Before Jing Chu could speak, Yang Mianmian burst out laughing.

Cong Jun's hearing is so good, although the laughter was small, he could hear it clearly, and suddenly became ambiguous: "Hey, I'm sorry to bother you, I'm sorry, it's already three o'clock..."

"Get out." Jing Chu didn't want Yang Mianmian to hear his dirty words, "I'll hang up on this matter."

But it's a pity that Yang Mianmian heard it all, pulled his sticky note and wrote a line, folded it, and said slowly: "Don't, I heard, they sell it for 1 yuan, I'm cheap, 100 yuan, right?" .”

She tapped the note with the holder of her pen.

Jing Chu looked at her hand on the table, the delicate fingers looked like yellow juelan... He suddenly came back to his senses, took out 100 yuan from his pocket, and stretched out his hand to get it.

Yang Mianmian twitched her finger back, pressing down on the paper and refusing to give it.

Jing Chu glanced at her: "Want to sit on the ground and raise the price?"

"It's your friend who bought it for 100 yuan. It's you..." She drawled her voice, resting her chin on one hand, "Not for sale."

Paused for two seconds, then smiled sweetly: "Send it to you, okay?"

Her smile seemed to make the light in this office several degrees brighter. Looking at her face, Jing Chu felt soft and sour in his heart: "No need."

"I talk about money with everyone, but if I don't talk to you, it hurts my relationship." Yang Mianmian kept the chin resting posture of that special girl still.

The moment Jing Chu met her eyes, he suddenly felt that there was a little bit of subtlety. He wanted to avoid her eyes, but obviously he couldn't do it at all. He could only look at her like this, not to miss any of her. Subtle expressions.

Yang Mianmian felt that there was going to be a lot of noise in this office:
"Ah, don't dawdle, I beg you to confess, okay?"

"Beautiful and beautiful, the fancy dog ​​abuse in the middle of the night is also drunk, please confess, please?"

"Mianmian, we Jingchu will never say it even if we die, but I want to tell you that he really has plans for you!"

"The look in your eyes is completely different! I've never seen it before!"

"Mianmian, I support you to fall, fall, fall, fall!"

After about a few minutes, Jing Chu stopped talking: "It's getting late, I'll take you back."

Yang Mianmian gave him the note, "No need, I'll go back by myself, I'll write you an address, you can wait for me there tomorrow."

The friends were stunned: "Are you going on a date?"

Of course not, to monitor.

The next day, it was snowing heavily, and Yang Mianmian was frozen like a dog as soon as he came out of the house. It was really inconvenient to ride a bicycle, so he could only go by bus.

During the Chinese New Year, the bus was not crowded. She covered her hands with hot soybean milk and finished a big meat bun in a few bites.

Speaking of it, I would like to thank Zou Yi, the extra red envelope he sealed was quite thick, allowing her to temporarily overcome this crisis, but money still needs to be earned.

She got off the bus and didn't see Jing Chu when she walked to the orphanage, but he said yesterday that there was a meeting in the bureau in the morning, so he probably got stuck, so she wasn't in a hurry, and wandered around by herself first.

During the daytime, there is really no difference at all in the Love Orphanage, it seems to be a very ordinary orphanage.

Just at this time, a 60-[-]-year-old old lady came out tremblingly with a basket on her shoulders. She looked thin and small, and she looked extremely shriveled in a fat cotton jacket.

Yang Mianmian thought for a while, followed the old lady all the way, and saw her go to a small and irregular pharmacy to buy some medicine, and put it in a very thin and cheap plastic bag. If you ask anyone, you can only open the door and go in.

There was only a middle-aged aunt sitting inside, and she cast a contemptuous look when she came in: "What's wrong?"

"...Do you have Banlangen?" A package of Banlangen is only a few yuan, which should be the cheapest, Yang Mianmian thought, and saw the aunt lazily throwing the package of Banlangen over, "8 yuan."

Yang Mianmian=口=, my God, it's so expensive.

She left with a box of Radix Banlangen, comforting herself in her heart. She has caught cold a lot lately, and drinking more is not bad, but she still has a heartache in her heart, and she still remembers to ask things: "What did that grandma buy here just now?"

Banlangen Box: "... Nani, are you talking to me?"

"……Yup."

She is used to being surprised every time she comes here.

The old lady left the pharmacy and went to the vegetable market again, where she bought a lot of vegetables and fish, but it's hard to say how much went into the stomachs of those children. You must know that in order to prevent them from escaping, they usually don't give them enough food.

When Yang Mianmian followed the old woman around and returned to the gate of the orphanage, Jing Chu just rushed over. Today he did not drive that cute Audi, but changed to a more low-key Volkswagen, quietly. It stopped on the side of the street.

Yang Mianmian opened the car door and jumped in: "Ah! I'm freezing to death." She leaned down and pressed her face to the air vent of the air conditioner. Only when the warm wind was blowing did she feel her face became conscious.

Jing Chu handed her a cup of hot pearl milk tea: "Why did you make an appointment here? Why did you ask me to come over?"

"Guess." Her face was pressed against the air outlet, half of her face was facing him, her little face was bloodless, as white as the snow outside.

Where could he say something serious, he wished he could reach out and touch her cheek, but he didn't dare, so he could only sigh first: "You just say it."

Yang Mianmian's face and hands were warmed up, but her feet were freezing cold, so she simply took off her boots and set them up to blow hot air. They turned out to be a pair of newly bought red socks, strawberry style, very cute, but it was precisely this kind of cuteness that made her How shameful he felt his thoughts.

"Let me ask you a question. Suppose you want to abduct and sell children. Where is the safest place to hide so many children?" Yang Mianmian asked while holding a milk tea and biting a straw.

Jing Chu pondered and said: "Of course, the less conspicuous the place, the better. It's best to go to the wilderness where no one goes, or..." His eyes suddenly stopped on the door plate in front of the Love Welfare Institute, and he muttered , "Others will not suspect a place with children."

He looked at Yang Mianmian very sharply: "For example, Children's Hospital, and for example..."

"Welfare home." Yang Mianmian finished for him.

Jing Chu didn't speak for a long time, and asked after a while, "Do you have evidence?"

"No."

"Who gave you the news."

Yang Mianmian rolled his eyes at him: "If I have evidence, why did I call you to come and follow me?"

It's good to monitor this kind of thing. It takes a long time to monitor, or even a night. After a long time, there will be more topics. It is a good time to increase your favorability!
But, she wondered sadly and sweetly, would he still think of me as a little girl, would he think that I was too young to even think of going there.

What she didn't know was that at the same time, Jing Chu was thinking exactly the same thing as her. He thought sadly, she was so defenseless towards people, she trusted him so much and helped him, but he failed This kind of trust, he felt shameless.

Yang Mianmian kicked his calf, and the strawberry socks rubbed against his trousers and made a pleasant "meow~" sound. She held her chin and her eyes sparkled: "Yesterday, didn't you gain a lot?"

Jing Chu shook his head: "The mouth is too tight, there is no useful news, but it has saved a lot of children, and it is worth it."

"Oh." She asked nonchalantly, "Then you don't need to act as a couple with that female police officer?"

"Yes." He also tried not to show any strange color, and responded flatly.

"How did you think of partnering with her?"

"It was recommended by our director, and he is good at it." He had no idea that Director Liu's strict wife control was created by his wife's wind.

Yang Mianmian was startled: "Good skill?" She stared at Jing Chu with a frightened expression on her face.

It took Jing Chu 3 minutes to realize what she was thinking, and her expression suddenly became subtle: "...what are you thinking?"

She blinked innocently: "It's nothing."

Jing Chu looked at her for a while, but still had nothing to do with her: "You came here when you have time, did you finish the exam?"

"First." She said with a smile, "I can get a scholarship next year, 800 yuan, it's great."

"Buy yourself more food." He couldn't find so many excuses to send her something, he just hoped that she would treat him better, "Today's clothes look pretty."

She was really happy: "Really?"

"Really." She was wearing that little red cloak, which made her look like red plums in the snow. It was very eye-catching, and he could spot it from a distance.

Yang Mianmian tilted her head and looked at him in a knee-hugging posture, and just when Jing Chu thought she would say something, she suddenly started talking about something serious: "Before you came, I just saw a cook in there. Grandma went to buy some medicine, azithromycin tablets, metronidazole tablets, do you know what they are for?”

She couldn't say that she had already seen the truth yesterday, so she could only hint at it by insinuating. Now she finally understood Conan's pain every time he reminded Mori Kogoro.

Jing Chu paused for a long time before saying vaguely: "Healer." He had roughly guessed what those children had experienced, but he didn't want to explain too clearly to Yang Mianmian.

"They must be having a hard time right now." Yang Mianmian raised her head and looked out of the window. The orphanage looked so ordinary and harmless, but at this moment, she didn't know how many children were suffering.

How pitiful.

Neither Jing Chu nor Yang Mianmian spoke.

The two of them were extremely quiet in the car, only the faint sound of wind and snow could be heard.

(End of this chapter)