"This..." Lei Qingyi opened his mouth, then he shook his head.
"Not asked, he said Xun Xun was taken away."
"Stolen?" Lu Yi's dangerous narrow eyes raised a pair of profitable eyes, how could he be robbed? Wallets can be robbed, gold and silver jewelry will be robbed, mobile phones will be robbed, but it has never been said that it will rob children?
"I don't know. Anyway, the people over there said that,"
Lei Qingyi determined that he had not heard the wrong word, and indeed it was robbed. It was this robbed word that was correct.
Inside the hospital, this is a special ward. Outside, there are several police officers in uniform, and inside there is a man with gauze wrapped around his head, almost all of his painful faces are men crowded together .
Of course, he is not an important person, nor is he rich or powerful. He is just an ordinary person, and he can even be said to be at the bottom of the class. , And he is still a trafficker.
This time it was obvious that he had made a good product, but he did not sell the product. A hole in his head was smashed, and his thigh was also smashed with a broken bone. The woman, but why did you shoot so hard, just hit him on the head and smash it hard, even if you smashed it, you still have to make a knife on the thigh, and you have to step on your face.
He didn't just kidnap a child.
Yes, he just kidnapped a child.
He can say it so lightly. Because it was not his child, it was someone else’s child, he had never been born, he had not raised, he had no heartache, so he didn’t even know what kind of heart would be if someone else lost the child Suddenly split, life is better than death.
Since childhood, he has grown up as a child of eyes, or a child who is breastfeeding. He said that he would abduct him, and that he would sell it. But have you ever thought about the family of the child, the parents who thought about the child, and whether they can live or not, because of this child, they will separate the flesh and blood, and the family will die.
He is still fortunate that he was not smashed to death. Although he broke a big hole in his head and his thigh was broken, at the very least, his life is still there, but soon, when the door opens, almost all of his body When a fierce and murderous man came in, he knelt without a breath.
"What about the child?" Lu Yi asked the man lightly.
"I haven't said it all. It's enough for you to have several times a day." The man now has pain all over his body, but these people with partial births just don't let him calm down, don't you know he is a patient, don't know him Pain now, does he need rest now?
Lu Yi walked over, so condescendingly staring at the trafficker who was hung up on one leg.
"Say, what about children?"
"How do I know?" The trafficker was annoyed again. "You all asked a lot. Are you bothered? I said, the child was robbed and robbed by a skinny woman. I'm gone, and I'm beaten like this, **** turtle egg grandson, where's the bargain?"
When he was still going to scold, a big hand was stretched out, and he directly pinched his chin, and this pinch caused severe pain on his head.
"I'll ask you again," this is simply the voice coming from hell, word by word, cold words.
"Say, where did you get my daughter?"
The trafficker originally wanted to scold others again, but his eyes suddenly glared, and his head was slammed on the pillow behind his head, and his mouth made a whine.
"Say!" This is the word again, fluttering lightly, but hitting the heart of the trafficker.
The trafficker was really frightened. He kept his mouth open for a long time, only his eyes were glaring, and his teeth were biting up and down, making a crashing sound.
"I advise you to tell the truth, Fang Lei Qingyi didn't even care about it. He snorted. You really think you are a patient. Isn't it necessary to eat and drink Lhasa?"
"If the child can't find it, I will let you eat **** directly."
On the forehead scared by the traffickers, cold sweat continued to flow, one by one into the pillow, even the clothes on the body were soaking wet.
And for the first time, he felt like he had irritated someone who could not, and robbed children who could not.
It’s just that he’s telling the truth. He’s always telling the truth. The child was just snatched away by a skinny woman, otherwise he couldn’t be caught, and there was a hole in his head. , His thigh is also broken, where can he send the child.
His sore crying father shouted at his mother, but now no one sympathizes with him, and he still doesn't know if he has robbed his child or offended him.
He wanted to come out in the future, it was difficult, fearing that he would really squat to the prison, squat for a lifetime, squat until old, squat to death.
Lei Qingyi came over and pressed Lu Yi's shoulder to calm down. Even if you killed him now, I still couldn't ask for information. I've already asked the woman in his mouth to draw A portrait, now the whole city is searching for this person. If someone wants her to be in Haishi, they will definitely find it.
And he really doesn't understand that there will be black eating in the business market, why is it that the traffickers will also become black?
Soon after, Lu Yi held a portrait of you in his hand, "That's it?"
Lei Qingyi also wiped his face.
"Well, that's it, what else can it do?"
"Do you think this can be found?"
Obviously, Lei Qingyi was also the same, not even stupid. He turned around and asked the portrait artist, "Do you think this can be found?"
The portrait artist was obviously embarrassed.
"Director, I have no choice. That is what the trafficker said. He didn't even see the woman's facial features, so I can only paint like this."
And on this big white paper, there is a portrait, even men and women are indistinguishable, the eyes are only painted with a black frame, and a big mask is also on his face. Women look like they just wear a mask. There are more masks on this street. It used to be worn in winter, but now it is worn all year round. If you find it, everyone will become a suspect. .
Lu Yi threw the portrait in his hand on the table, then turned around and left.
Lei Qingyi lowered his head and directly picked up the portrait, then rubbed it into a ball and threw it in the trash can
This line seems to be broken, and they have to think of new ways.