Tech overlords start with a baby

Chapter 8 Cats

The second page, Mo Xiaoxue

This is not the most important, the most important is the date of birth, which is printed on March 3 of this year.

In the relationship column, the word "brother and sister" is written impressively.

Looking at the account book, Mo Xiaoxue's ID number, Chen Junqiang entered it into the police mobile phone and checked it, the information was indeed true.

Moreover, both Mo Jingchun and Mo Xiaoxue have the same numbers in front of their ID numbers.

That is to say, at this moment, sitting in the stroller, holding the bottle and sucking, two big good-looking eyes are looking at his little guy curiously, it is indeed Mo Jingchun's sister.

To be precise, the little guy was looking at Mo Jingchun who was standing opposite him with his head bowed.

"brother and sister"

Those two words that were so familiar were at this moment like a mallet, slamming hard on Chen Junqiang's chest.

So weak, yet so powerful.

For a while, Chen Junqiang, whose chest was stuffy, didn't know how to speak. He was very good at maintaining law and order and arresting bad guys. As for how to comfort a person, comfort a person who lost his parents, and need to raise a person who looks dissatisfied One-year-old sister, Chen Junqiang really doesn't know.

Moreover, the little guy in the stroller is still so small, which means that Mo Jingchun has recently lost his mother for no more than a year, or even less than half a year.

Died due to miscarriage?

Chen Junqiang didn't know, and he wouldn't take the risk of asking, otherwise, what's the difference between rubbing salt on Mo Jingchun's unhealed wound.

Standing behind Chen Junqiang, Du Xiaohan, who is only 165 in height, could not see the contents of the household registration book at all, but the change in Chen Junqiang's expression was seen by Du Xiaohan.

This made Du Xiaohan even more curious about what kind of information made the policeman's face change so richly.

Is the account book fake?As soon as the idea came out, Du Xiaohan rejected it by himself.

In the Internet age, if the household registration book is fake, a little check will reveal it. There is no need to falsify the household registration book. What's more, Du Xiaohan just saw that the police used the mobile phone to verify the information in the household registration book.

The police did not immediately say that there was a problem with the hukou book, which more fully demonstrated that the hukou book was real and there was no problem.

Du Xiaohan really couldn't think of the different information on the account book. Du Xiaohan had used the account book several times, but he didn't pay much attention to the detailed information on the account book.

In Du Xiaohan's impression, the household registration book seems to indicate the name, home address, ID number, gender, diploma, date of birth.

Gathered together, the crowd of onlookers has never stopped talking. Some of them are laughing, some are full of disgust, and some people who have just watched are a little surprised after listening to the words of the crowd.

"Everyone is gone, there's nothing wrong, don't make wild guesses."

For the first time, Chen Junqiang thought of dispersing the crowd of onlookers.

In the crowd, a middle-aged woman with a loud voice asked:
"Officer, isn't this person stealing children?"

As soon as the middle-aged woman's voice fell, Chen Junqiang felt a lump in his heart, and quickly shook his head and said, "Nothing, Auntie."

Chen Junqiang paused and added, "I'm just doing a routine check."

"Everyone, hurry up and leave, don't scare the children."

"oh oh."

Although most of them had some reluctance on their faces, they spread out and found a place to sit down. Although a few people walked away, the corners of their eyes were always watching.

With a stiff smile, Chen Junqiang returned the admission notice and household registration book to Mo Jingchun.

"Hello, your item."

Mo Jingchun didn't look up, just silently took the admission notice and household registration book returned by the police, turned around and crouched down, and put the two important items back into the suitcase.

He can understand what the police and the woman did, but understanding comes from understanding, and the pain in his heart is beyond his control.

At such a time, Mo Jingchun could point to the woman behind the policeman and say "sick.", making the woman speechless.

"Sorry, I..." Before Chen Junqiang finished speaking, he was interrupted directly by Mo Jingchun.

"It's all right."

Mo Jingchun took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the milk tut leaking from his sister's candy's chin. The little guy frowned in dissatisfaction.

Chen Junqiang, who was at a loss, was poked in the back by Du Xiaohan, who had not spoken, Chen Junqiang, who turned around, shook his head twice at Du Xiaohan, who was a head shorter, signaling her not to speak.

After leaving Mo Jingchun's position, Chen Junqiang explained to Du Xiaohan after walking away.

"Don't take it to heart, your approach is correct, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens."

After speaking, Chen Junqiang left and walked towards the convenience store not far from the toilet, where only Du Xiaohan remained silent.

"Really?"

Du Xiaohan seems to be asking himself and the police.

Du Xiaohan looked at the slender body that was bent over. The difference was that at this time, the man's face did not show a smile like before.

And it's all her fault.

....................................

After cleaning her sister's candy bottle, Mo Jingchun was just about to drag her luggage back to her seat.

"I'll help you pull."

Du Xiaohan wanted to help Mo Jingchun pull the suitcase, but Mo Jingchun, who was on the lever in the upper right, did not let go.

The next scene made Du Xiaohan dumbfounded.

One person does not let go, one person feels a little guilty, and is too anxious.

Du Xiaohan's fingernails directly scratched a white scar on Mo Jingchun's right hand, and the white scar turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, the blood soon coagulated.

"Sorry, sorry, I really didn't mean to."

Du Xiaohan was at a loss, just repeated "I'm sorry" and "I didn't mean to" over and over again.

Mo Jingchun looked down at his right hand with a blank expression, and then raised his head to look at the annoying woman.

"Auntie, can you please make way?" Mo Jingchun was almost gritting his teeth.

The monk still has three points of anger, not to mention that Mo Jingchun is still a teenager at an impulsive age.

When he was in school before, Mo Jingchun would not endure like this.

Back on the seat again, Mo Jingchun took a closer look at the scratched right hand.

"Unfortunate! If I knew this earlier, I would set off a day earlier."

"What's wrong?" Chen Junqiang asked while sitting on the seat next to Mo Jingchun.

Faced with the questioning of the police who returned and returned, Mo Jingchun was silent for a while, and then he said, "It's nothing, I accidentally scratched the cat with my right hand."

"Cat? I'm often on duty here, why haven't I seen a cat." Chen Junqiang was puzzled.

"I've run away, maybe I just ran here today."

(End of this chapter)