Chapter 342

There was a bowl of dark things on the table, I don't know what kind of soup it was, there were some boiled potatoes, and there was probably a dish of bacon.

"Well, our mountain village is relatively poor. Comrade police, you can just eat a little." The male host didn't know where to put his hands. He was still very nervous when he saw the police.

"Well, it's very good, thank you." Cheng Wenwen sat down, while the three masters were watching from the sidelines, and the boy's eyes were fixed on the bacon on the plate.

"Come on kid, come here, come to uncle." Cheng Wenxue looked at the child's clothes, although they were worn out, but they were still clean.

The child rubbed against its mother's arms, not daring to pass.

"Come on, here's some meat, come and eat." Cheng Wenwen picked up a piece of meat and gave it to the little boy.

"No, no, comrade policeman, you eat, you eat, we will eat later, and there is meat." Hearing Cheng Wenwen's words, the host immediately stopped the child in his footsteps.

"It's okay, I can't finish eating, the child is growing." Cheng Wenwen had already seen the child's steps, he hugged the child, sat on his lap, took a potato and picked it up for the child Several pieces of meat.

"That's not okay, you'll be gone if he eats it." The male master watched his child eat meat without stopping.

Cheng Wenxue held the child in his lap and asked him.

"How long has it been since you ate meat?"

"I don't know, it's been a long time anyway." Seeing that Cheng Wenxue gave him meat to eat, the boy got close to Cheng Wenxue.

"Don't talk nonsense. Comrade policeman, the child is not sensible, not sensible." The host saw that his child had finished the plate of meat, but Cheng Wenxue didn't eat a bite.

"Uncle, I want to get a piece of meat for that little sister, she is going to starve to death." The little boy had eaten enough by himself and hadn't forgotten his friend.

"Yazi, don't go, that younger sister won't die, I've already given her rice soup." The little boy's mother spoke at this time.

"Besides, my sister is so young, she can't eat bacon." The hostess pulled the little boy over.

Cheng Wenwen peeled a potato and ate it with the dark soup. Although the soup was dark, it tasted very good. After eating several potatoes, Cheng Wen

Xuecai felt a little full. He had run too much today, his feet were getting bigger, and his stomach was already hungry.

After he was full, Cheng Wen came to the bed that had been made for him and lay down on it. His mind was always thinking about what the boy said just now.

Little sister, the little sister who can't eat meat must be very small.

Could it be the child he was looking for?

Cheng Wenwen felt that he should find another chance to ask the boy.

Cheng Wenwen closed his eyes and thought about it, but felt someone staring at him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the boy's eyes shining in the dark.

"Yazi, is that you?" Cheng Wenxue called out.

"Well, uncle." Yazai sat on the footrest in front of the bed, just staring at Chengwen with his eyes exposed.

"You want something from me?" Cheng Wenxue sat up, carried Ya Zai onto the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Well, uncle, can you save the little sister, she is going to die." The little boy tilted his head and looked at Cheng Wenwen.

"What little sister, can you explain clearly to uncle?" Cheng Wenxue felt that something was wrong.

"It's the little sister next door. She's only this old, and she often cries. My mother said that she doesn't need milk. She's hungry. I think she's going to die of starvation." Xiao Yazi gestured with his hands, that sister should be baby.

"Then what's the family name next door to you? Is it from your village?" Cheng Wenwen put on his clothes.

"The one next door is Aunt Wang, that sister's mother just came here." Little Yazi blinked flickeringly.

"Yazi, where are you, come to bed soon." Yazi's mother called him outside.

He slid to the ground with a "stab" and ran out in a flash.

Cheng Wenxue thinks that the younger sister Yazai mentioned is likely to be Mu Sixiu's child.

He called his colleague, then went out by himself, and came to the next door Yazai said.

The neighbor next door was even more dilapidated than Yazai's house, the roof was pure thatch and the walls were earthen.

It was quiet inside, and the baby's cry was not heard.

Cheng Wenwen climbed over the wall and went in. He groped and walked to the door of the room. The wooden door was closed. He gently pushed it open. It was very, very dark inside and he couldn't see anything.

He tried to walk a few steps,

The inside is that kind of muddy ground, there is no sound, and he can't use the flashlight, so he can only slowly check the terrain here after he gets used to the darkness.

With the help of the little moonlight, Cheng Wenxue found that there was no one in the room at all.

Pushing open a few doors next to him, he found that there was no one inside, and there was a quilt that was still messy, and there was still a little bit of warmth inside. Where would the people in this room go?

Cheng Wenwen turned on the flashlight, and all the policemen who came with him also came.

They checked the house inside and out, and there was no one in the house.

Cheng Wenwen went back to the room he lived in and asked the hostess and hostess of the house. They said that there were people next door, but a woman came here a while ago, holding a child, who seemed to be Aunt Wang's distant relative. The woman did not Milk, children often cry when they are hungry.

Cheng Wen asked where the person next door might have gone, but they all shook their heads and said they didn't know.

"Start searching and hunting immediately, that woman may be the person we are looking for." Cheng Wenxue gave an order to his subordinates.

Cheng Wenwen and his men started chasing down the suspect overnight, and he also called the headquarters to make them ready, and they could report immediately if there was any need for support.

The night in the mountains was deeper and the dew was heavier, and the dew wet the trousers and clothes of the policemen.

But when they thought of the stolen baby, they hated the suspect very much, and they wished to catch her and bring her to justice.

After rounding up all night, the police were exhausted, and Dashan was basically searched by them, but they still didn't see the suspect and the child.

The sky was getting brighter, and the outline of the mountain gradually became clearer. The people who were blown by the mountain wind were icy cold, and their clothes were already wet. When the wind blew, several people sneezed.

"I'm exhausted." There are also those who lie on the ground at that time, regardless of whether they are dry or not, and there is no mud, and they can't lift their legs all night.

Cheng Wenwen frowned. The suspect was really cunning. She must have overheard that she was next door to her, so she took the child and Aunt Wang and ran away.

She was a woman holding the child, and Aunt Wang. There were three of them. It was impossible for her to run so fast without even a trace, right?