One Can’t Judge by Appearance

After the dinner, Yan Xi got along more naturally with her colleagues. In addition, the show she hosted was praised by the superiors, and the station finally had some motivation to make the show better.

I usually receive various reports from the masses on the platform. Some are making trouble, and some are really providing news clues. If it is a useful clue, the reporter will be rewarded with news fees ranging from one hundred to five hundred in the station. However, given the audience rating and the small amount of funds in the station, no one has ever received a reward of five hundred yuan.

In the past few days, Yan Xi felt that the content of the program was not enough. Chen Pei suggested to her that if there is no good project, it is better to do another issue related to traffic laws. After the first phase of Yanxi's traffic program was broadcast, it was well received by many old viewers.

"I will think about it again." Yan Xi flipped through the record book of the mass news reports, and saw an entry saying that a child in a certain community was kept at home by his parents and was often beaten and hungry. I hope the TV reporter can expose this matter. Let the child be rescued.

She recorded this address and said to Chen Pei: "Sister Chen, I want to go and see here, if the news is true, we can also save this child."

Chen Pei also has children. After seeing the report, he felt a little sad: "I would rather the news is false. Alas, you go, but pay attention to safety. Such irresponsible parents may not It's so easy to get along with."

A reporter at the front desk exposed the use of waste oil in a restaurant. Later, the car was smashed and the man was beaten by social hooligans. He stayed in the hospital for two to three months.

"Don't worry, Sister Chen, I have practiced Sanda for several years," Yan Xi patted her white and tender arm, "It's okay."

"At a young age, it's really shameless to brag," Chen Pei couldn't help but touch Yan Xi's arm. It was tender and slippery. At first glance, he was spoiled with the grown-up child. How could the family let her practice? Sanda.

After the two discussed the work process, Yan Xi called Zhao Peng and the driver to rush to the community address provided by the whistleblower.

After arriving at the community, Yan Xi discovered that this was an old community built in the last century. The building next to the gate was only six stories high, and the walls were covered with green vines. Several elderly people were sitting at the stone table chatting, and the children They ran around in the yard, full of life.

"Hello, uncle," Yan Xi walked to the guard room and said to the old man who was guarding the door, "I am a reporter from the Imperial Capital Batai. Can I ask you something?"

In this old community, the relationship between neighbors is relatively close, and there are many gossips.

The janitor looked at Yan Xi several times, and he suddenly said cheerfully: "I have watched your show. My old lady and I like to watch your show. The last issue of the show about the widows and lonely old man was very touching, my old lady I'm all crying."

Yan Xi didn't expect that he had a fan. Although this fan was a bit older, he was still a little touched by someone who likes his show. Originally, she came to be the host because she was temporarily unable to find a job she was interested in, so she came to have some work experience. But listening to the old man talking about how much she likes her show, and how good the show is, she has an unspeakable feeling in her heart.

Everyone in the media knows that if you want to gain fame and fortune, you still want to do programs that young people like, because they are the main consumer and the main force of public opinion, but some unpopular programs always have to be done, and they also need people to do it.

Smiling and talking with the old man, Yan Xi finally explained his intentions.

"You're talking about the second unit on the fourth floor of a building?" As soon as Yan Xi finished speaking, the old man at the door knew who she was talking about, "I have never seen such parents at my age. Dad’s addiction to alcohol is a gamble. Mothers who are away from home for three days will hit their children when they go home. The children are almost four years old and they are not sent to kindergarten. Sometimes people in the community see their children pitifully hungry and secretly stuff them. He eats, and has to be scolded by the couple. Last time, Mrs. Zhang stuffed the child with a few apples and was scolded by the man for half an hour when the man blocked the door. How could there be such a person in this world?"

"Didn't you call the police?"

"I have reported it, why didn't I report it," the uncle janitor said helplessly. "When the comrades at the police station came, they promised that the child can live a good life for two days, and the rest will be the same. This month alone, the police station and the street office The staff have been here three or four times."

The community is full of people who live in peace, no matter where they dare to offend such a hooligan, no one dares to care about the child.

Yan Xi was in a heavy mood. She and Zhao Peng went outside the child's house and heard the child's intermittent crying inside. They knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

After a long time, no one opened the door. Yan Xi thought for a while and raised his voice: "My kid, how are you?"

Then she heard the footsteps of kicking and stomping. The child cried and cried out hungry. The cry was much louder than before, as if Yan Xi outside the door was his hope and salvation.

"Brother Zhao, let's call the police." Yan Xi heard the child crying more and more urgently, feeling very uncomfortable, "I'm afraid that something will happen to the child."

Three or four-year-old children do not have any ability to survive independently. If they touch electrical appliances or climb windows, it will be very dangerous. Guardians should not leave them alone at home.

"Xiaoyan, if the child's parents investigate this matter, you will be in trouble." Zhao Peng couldn't help but persuade.

"The irresponsible behavior of their parents is not right, they just look for it if they want." Yan Xi took out his mobile phone, dialed the police number, and specifically explained his identity.

The police arrived very quickly. After they broke the door violently, Yan Xi smelled a smell in the house. The living room was messy, empty wine cans and mineral water bottles were piled up in the corner, and mosquitoes were flying in the house.

The child standing behind the door was thin and small, with tears on his dark face and sunken eyes. He looked like a poor monkey, muttering hungry and thirsty.

Yan Xi hurriedly took out the mineral water from her backpack, unscrewed the bottle cap, and fed it to the child's mouth. The child swallowed quickly while holding the mineral water bottle. Worried about the child choking, Yan Xi stretched out his hand and patted him on the back. When he saw the child drinking water, he frowned. She trembled slightly and lifted his clothes gently.

The dense wounds were exposed to everyone's eyes, shocking.

"Comrade police, the parents of this child have severely abused children," Yan Xi took a deep breath. "Let's take the child to the hospital for examination first."

These injuries are new and old, indicating that the child's parents abused the child more than once.

The child was quickly sent to the hospital. The preliminary examination results showed that the child not only had skin trauma, but also the index finger of his left hand was broken and he suffered from severe malnutrition. He sat on the hospital bed and ate up the nutritious porridge that Yan Xi had bought. It was obvious that he was panicked.

Yan Xi didn't know how long he had been hungry, so when he saw him looking not full, he didn't dare to feed him any more, and handed the toys he bought on the side of the road to the child.

The skinny little hand touched the toy, and then quickly retracted. He looked at Yan Xi timidly, not daring to reach out to pick it up.

"Take it, my sister gave it to you."

The child put the toy in his arms and dared not speak much. These ordinary children have been tired of playing with toys, but they are regarded as treasures by this child.

The policewoman next to her saw the child like this, her eyes were red, and she whispered to Yan Xi: "Comrade reporter, we have found the father of the child, and we are going to arrest him now."

Yan Xi touched the child's head lightly: "Can we go tracking and shooting?"

This is not a case that needs to be kept secret. After the policewoman informed her superiors, she agreed to Yan Xi's request.

The child's father is nicknamed Big Monkey. He usually gambling with the ruffians and gangsters. He doesn't have the money to go home to beat the child. If he has the money, he hangs out in bars and casinos. He has never been back home since he went out yesterday. His wife didn't want to care about the child, so she made an appointment with the little sister to go out to play, so she left the child at home and sent him a text message by the way.

When the monkey was so happy, he had forgotten the child for a long time. How could he still remember that his child had not eaten or drank water for nearly a day.

When the police came to look for him, he thought he had been burglarized by the police, and immediately ran out of the door. The police didn't expect that the monkey would react so intensely, so he turned his head and went after him for a while.

"Grab him, don't let him run."

"stop."

As soon as Yan Xi got out of the car, he saw a young man with weed-colored hair rushing out, followed by two uniformed policemen.

"Stop, don't run."

Upon seeing this, Yan Xi bent over and took off his high heels, and smashed out a shoe while chasing, but it missed.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xi had this reaction. Zhao Peng was taken aback for a while, carrying the camera and chasing after him.

"Oh, I'll go," Yan Xi quickened his pace, and after getting closer to the monkey, he threw the microphone in his hand and hit the opponent's back this time. Unfortunately, the opponent obviously had the spirit to kill and never stop. , Continue to run all the way.

The police officers watched the petite female reporter take off their shoes to help them chase people. They were touched and embarrassed. If they didn't catch them, they would lose face.

"Fuck," Zhang Wang watched the police chasing the prisoner downstairs, and hurriedly called a few friends to watch the excitement. "Look, there is a woman who took off her high heels to help the police catch bad guys. This is simply the hero of the female middle school! "

After hearing this, several people stretched their heads to the window, and Yuan Yi, who happened to be sitting by the window, also turned his head to look down the street.

On the pedestrian street, a woman in a light-colored slim dress ran barefoot. Under the bright sunlight, her legs were white and tender, which made the crowds who watched the crowd praise each other.

Yuan Yi pursed his mouth and frowned when they heard what they were saying "playing with legs."

"Running!" Yan Xi threw the last shoe in his hand and hit the monkey's calf. The monkey tripped on his foot and finally fell to the ground. Yan Xi took the opportunity to move forward and cut the monkey's hand behind his back.

The police quickly chased him up and handcuffed the monkey.

The monkey's face was stuck on the hot ground, and when the police dragged it up from the ground, sweat and dust mixed together, looking extremely embarrassed. He grinned at Yan Xi and cursed.

"Fuck, are you **** a woman?!"