Chapter 190

Cheng Yuanzheng gulped at wonton. The breakfast stand in the morning was cold and cold. The temperature was a little low, and white fog appeared on the wonton bowl.

"Young man, come back? I got up so early. I told you to wait a little longer and give you another bowl."

The stall owner just set up his stall. It took some time to make a stove and boil water. He kindly sent a bowl of hot wonton.

"Thank you, uncle. This wonton is really good. I want another bowl."

Cheng Yuanzheng thanked Lang and ate happily.

Take the train to city B all night, get off and eat a bowl of steaming wonton. It's comfortable to warm all over your body from your stomach!

"My wonton has thin skin and big filling. It's rich in oil and water. It's cooked in high soup. The seasoning is a secret recipe handed down by our ancestors. After years of craftsmanship, it's basically a repeat customer. You happen to come early today. You'll have to queue up when you're full later."

The young man who started with the stall owner brought another bowl of wonton and introduced it in a hearty manner.

Cheng Yuanzheng smiled and thanked him. He looked straight at his face, but he still couldn't see clearly.

Guests came to breakfast one after another. The stall owner and his son were busy and said hello to familiar guests from time to time.

"The boss reckons."

Cheng Yuanzheng finished a wipe of his mouth before he got together. The position was occupied by the waiting guests.

Cheng Yuanzheng is not upset. Wonton is delicious and business is booming.

"Here's your change. The wonton is a little hot. Be careful."

The young man took a bamboo clip and took out a two dime note and handed it back to him. He put the wonton and soup just out of the pot in a plastic bag, covered it with two layers and handed it over. He didn't forget to give a close order.

Cheng Yuanzheng took the money and put it in his pocket. Carrying wonton, he asked, "where is the Public Security Bureau going?"

The young man looked at him in surprise. Seeing that he was dignified and didn't look like a bad man, he smiled and pointed the way.

"Not far. Turn left at the intersection ahead and walk a hundred meters further."

Cheng Yuanzheng thanked him and strolled away.

Cheng Yuanzheng went to the public security bureau to find out the situation of the police on duty and wanted to contact the registered residence comrades to help him find out the files.

The little policeman thanked him for his wonton breakfast, impolitely opened it while it was hot, took the picture and looked at it, almost gushed out!

"Who do you think this is?"

Cheng Yuanzheng was startled by his roaring voice, and his mind flashed. He explained and asked.

"What's the matter with the he Manshan family in city a? Do you recognize someone?"

The little policeman looked at him strangely. It didn't look like he was deliberately teasing himself. He put down the spoon and flicked the picture with his fingers.

"Did you buy this wonton from the wonton stall of Lao Guo's house in the South Street? I'm familiar with the taste. I'm an old customer there."

Cheng Yuanzheng nodded and admitted, waiting for his words.

"Boss Guo, his son didn't go out with his father today?"

The little policeman asked again, in a strange tone.

Cheng Yuanzheng quickly grasped the key points.

"You mean his son looks like the man in the picture?!"

What a coincidence! There is no place to look for in broken iron shoes. It takes no time to get it!

"Don't you see?" the little policeman asked suspiciously. He didn't understand why he was excited.

Cheng Yuanzheng coughed twice and came with an excuse to open his mouth.

"No, I'm just worried that I have a prejudice in my heart and can't see it correctly, so I want to find more people to confirm it. If you feel like it, I'll rest assured. By the way, you can help me adjust the file of Ma Lanju and a pair of photos."

The little criminal police came to the interest, and they did not eat the food. They called the girl from the registered residence office to come and open the office to adjust the files and compare with the photos.

"Eh? This Ma Lanju is a bit like the little girl in the picture."

The policewoman first saw the clue and shouted in surprise.

"Really?" Cheng Yuanzheng's eyes lit up and the prediction came true, but he still asked with uneasy confirmation.

When he asked, the policewoman was not sure. She looked for help at her boyfriend on duty of the criminal investigation team.

The little criminal policeman touched his chin and pondered.

"I understand your concern. Well, I'll go to the technology department to see if there are any overtime workers. They have sharp eyes and know better."