Liang Yin pouted and said, "Auntie, you really should find a man."

"Wh... what!" Mu Yunyun's face changed, and he said angrily.

"You don't know, it's him I chased, you are still talking about this, alas." Liang Yin shook his head helplessly, and then got into Maserati and drove into the public security bureau.

"Chasing backwards?" Mu Yunyun froze for a while, then froze for a while, then he recovered and muttered, "Are I really old?"

"Bah, I'm not old, stinky girl, see how I clean you up." Mu Yunyun said to the public security bureau after riding a bicycle.

Modu, on the street.

Ye Chen walked aimlessly until he saw a little boy kneeling and begging. Ye Chen stopped.

The little boy was only seven or eight years old. However, his leg was missing. From the wound, it is not difficult to see that this was cut off by violence.

He was dirty, one arm began to rot, and flies around his arm kept flying around.

The pedestrians on the road showed distressed eyes one by one, some gave one piece, some gave ten pieces, and others gave one hundred.

The little boy is a beggar, kneeling on the ground alone, begging for charity from a kind person.

In this scene, the person watching is sad, and the person watching is uncomfortable.

Some people said that they would take the little boy to see a doctor, but the little boy shyly shouted and rejected the offer of a kind person.

Some people say that the little boy is a liar, but the little boy's ulcerated wound is real, and it is true to cut off a leg.

Ye Chen's eyes gradually became cold, a flash of murderous intent, and then turned to walk toward the alley.

After a few seconds, Ye Chen disappeared.

The begging little boy soon heard a sigh, and then a sentence.

"Don't be afraid, no one can bully you from now on."

The little boy froze, and then he knelt on the ground and begged, suddenly disappearing.

"What!" In the distance, a young man who was a hanger was shocked and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looking again at the place where the begging boy had just stayed.

No, there really isn't, as if it disappeared out of thin air.

"He's it, what about the cubs?" A burst of sound rang from the young man's side.

I saw a middle-aged man who came over from behind the youth with a somber face.

"It's just there, what a blink of an eye...No...no..." The young man was startled and said quickly.

"It must have been running. Are you his or her? Tell you to look closely. What do you think? His legs are lame. He can't run far. Hurry and find me!" The middle-aged man said furiously.

"No... no... he... he was suddenly gone..." the young man hurriedly explained.

"Slap" The middle-aged man slap the young man, and then said: "Go away, if you don't find him, you can just wait for your leg to be broken."

When the young man heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly got up and said, "I... I'll go find him..."

public security bureau.

A little boy with a broken leg and a pus in his arm suddenly appeared here, together with 100,000 yuan.

"Children, are you?" A policeman saw the little boy suddenly appear, stunned, and then asked.

"Save me! Save me!" the little boy shouted suddenly.

"What!" The policeman was startled.

at the same time.

Cao Fei in the office received a text message that the sender showed unknown.

"Student Cao Fei, who burst into justice, please take the children to the hospital for treatment. By the way, help him find their true parents."

After reading the text message, Cao Fei suddenly opened his eyes, and then "Teng" suddenly stood up from the chair.

"Death magistrate!"

"What? The death trial started again?" Hu Rihua froze, then asked.

"No, he sent me a text message." Cao Fei shook his head, and then handed the phone to Hu Rihua.

After Hu Rihua took over, he was stunned again and then asked, "Isn't it necessarily a death judge?"

"There will be no one except him." Cao Fei said that he left the office directly.

When Cao Fei left the office building, a policeman hurriedly ran over. After seeing Cao Fei, he stopped and said:

"Cao Fei, there was a little boy, he indicated that he wanted you to save him, I asked him, he couldn’t say anything, only that his leg was cut off with an axe, and his arm was also deliberately injured. Pussy."

"Huh..." Cao Fei exhaled long and then said: "Well, I know, where is he?"

"Just at the door, Xiao Wang takes care of him." The policeman said.

"Um." Cao Fei finished, and walked towards the door.

Coming to the door, Cao Fei looked at the little boy, and his face changed instantly. Listening and seeing, it was totally two concepts.

"I am Cao Fei, kid, will I take you to the hospital?" Cao Fei tried his best to show a gentle look and asked with a smile.

"Uncle Cao Fei, I want to go home, I think Mom and Dad." The little boy burst into tears when he heard this, and said while crying.

"Well, uncle will definitely help you find your parents, let's go, uncle takes you to the hospital first to see the disease." Cao Fei leaned over and touched the little boy's head, and then said.

"Well." The little boy nodded and said.

"I'm going to drive." Xiao Wang said quickly, and then went to drive the police car.

Soon, Cao Fei took the little boy to the hospital.

Along the way, Cao Fei tried his best to appease the nervous little boy without asking any news about the death judge.

Public Security Bureau, Office of the Director.

"What? You mean that the death judge sent a little boy over?" Director Ding was shocked after listening to Liu Jian's report, and then asked.

"Yes, the director, if the judgment is good, it should be a death judge. Hu Rihua tried to trace the source of the text message, but got nothing." Liu Jian nodded.

"What about that little boy?" Director Ding was silent for a moment, then asked.

"Cao Fei took him to the hospital." Liu Jian said.

"Tell Cao Fei, try to get the news about the death judge from the little boy." Director Ding was silent for a moment and then said.

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