The President's Sweet Trap

At this time, nanqingchen followed another wave of police and came directly to the downstairs of Xiao Liang's house.

Looking at the dilapidated building in front of them, the police opened their eyes. Are you sure you can still live in this place?

Like a piece of ruins, I don't know how long the garbage downstairs hasn't been cleaned up, and it's piled all over the ground. The color of the building after years of wind and rain, the original beautiful orange is now dead, spider webs and dust can be seen everywhere, and the dark hands in the corridor can't see five fingers. The police have to take their mobile phones for lighting. If you shoot a ghost movie in this place, you don't have to decorate the scene at all. You can use it now.

"This place is a dangerous house. Why hasn't it been demolished?" A policeman said discontentedly.

"The police don't take care of this. Those who live here may be criminals who run away." An older policeman said that after a meeting, he might feel that what he said was too irresponsible, and added, "maybe people haven't found this yet!"

Everyone stopped talking for a moment, because the aura of a gentleman around him became colder and colder.

Nan Qingchen frowned tightly, pursed his lips and said nothing. If the investigation was correct, Yaochen should be here, but this place doesn't look like inhabited. The policeman just said that unless some fugitives would bend down and hide in these places. If so, isn't Yaochen more dangerous.

"Well... 213 households, this one." Relying on the faint light, everyone could barely see the rusty house number.

"Anyone?" The older policeman knocked at the door and asked.

After a while, no one answered.

"Is there anyone?" The policeman knocked again, but his tone was not as friendly as before.

"Who! You can't sleep well. " A man's voice came from the house, tired and impatient.

"Police, come and investigate something."

"The police... I... I'll come right away." There was an anxious sound of footsteps and the sound of beer bottles rolling from time to time.

"Come in, come in! The house is a little messy. " A haggard man in sloppy clothes opened the door. The furnishings in the room were very simple. A bed, a half open wardrobe, said to be a wardrobe, in fact, there are not many clothes in it. Shoes are everywhere. Beer bottles are the most common thing in the house. They are thrown on the ground upside down. There are several bowls of instant noodles on the greasy little table. No matter how you look at it, it's like a completely looted scene!

"How long have you lived here?" Asked the younger policeman.

"I've been poor for more than three years. I don't have anywhere else to go." The man stooped and answered carefully.

"Do you know Yang Chan?"

"My wife hasn't been home for two days." The man's eyes were a little erratic when he said this. However, due to the dark lights in the house, not many people saw it.

"Your wife is gone. You don't have to find it. You sleep well at home." The policeman was a little funny and continued to ask.

"She's crazy. It's normal not to go home! I can't follow him all the time! " The man answered carelessly, as if it were none of his business.

"Are you sure she hasn't been home for two days?" The cold opening of the South dust seemed to be like the sound from hell.

"Of course... I, how could I remember wrong." The man can't see the appearance of the dust in the south. He just feels that the man opposite is very tall and his voice is too cold.

"But we just asked other people. They said they saw Yang Chan coming back yesterday and holding a child." Nanqingchen took a step forward and came to the man's side.

"Ah, maybe I remember wrong. Yang Chan did come back, but there was no child. She brought me a few barrels of instant noodles and a few cans of beer yesterday. She may not be able to take it, so she held it in her arms and others recognized it as holding a child." The man hit ha ha, but a cold sweat came out behind him.

"Didn't you say you remembered correctly? Why has this changed again? " The cold opening of the dust in the South seemed to freeze the air.

"Who hasn't remembered wrong! Besides, I just woke up and my mind was a little confused. " The man unconsciously stepped back, and the smile on his face became more and more stiff.

"The child is a girl with two pigtails and a blue Lily skirt. Are you sure you haven't seen it?" Nan Qingchen looked at the man and continued.

"What girl, that child... There is... There is no child." The man realized that he almost said the wrong thing and quickly changed his mouth.

"Hoo ~" Nan Qingchen punched the man in the face.

"You've seen that child, haven't you? You're lying!"

When the police saw that nanqingchen suddenly started to fight, they hurriedly stopped it. It was no joke.

"You... Why do you hit people casually? I said I haven't seen any children. There are no children. My children have long been lost, and Yang Chan is not at home. You can look around the house and see if you can find a child. " The man covered half of his face and said angrily, but the guilty heart hidden in the tone was really too obvious.

"Not yet." After hearing the man's explanation, Nan Qingchen fought again without saying a word. Several policemen couldn't stop him. The man was really terrible... The policemen exchanged eyes and came to such a conclusion about Nan Qingchen.

A punch stabbed the man in the stomach. The man's painful face was distorted. He covered his stomach and squatted down. However, the South dust led him up, and another punch hit the other half of the face heavily. The police looked, but no one dared to go up to persuade them to fight. It was lucky that they were not involved in this kind of thing. They didn't dare to go up and put a foot in it. However, the South dust was really cruel and a terrible man. The police are more sure of their inner thoughts.

"I said, I said, stop first." The man kept panting, trying to calm his voice.

"Say." South dust timely stopped, put the man on the ground and squatted in front of him.

"Yesterday, Yang Chan took a little boy home. I asked her where she came from. She said it was in the hospital. I wanted to send it back. I had already held the child in my arms, but I was afraid you might misunderstand. I had been a thief and dared not run to the police station. Therefore, I put the child on the road when it was dark, which was the main road you came by. I really don't know what to do, so I have to... "Xiao Liang said and stopped talking. He already said everything he knew.

"Mr. Nan, look..." the policeman looked at the fainting man and was helpless.

"As he said, keep looking." He really didn't dare to delay now. He finally got the news. He was really afraid that Yaochen would disappear again the next second.

"Poor parents all over the world." The police looked at the dust in the South and shook their heads reluctantly. They suddenly found that the man was not so terrible. It was understandable that parents, especially first-time parents, were so interested in their children. Therefore, they should watch the movie just now, and turn a blind eye.