"This car is right." At this stage, Qi Yan does not need evidence, but only needs logic. He believes that it is the car, and immediately take pictures to Jiang Xiaoyu, let her make a detailed comparison.

After posting the photo, Qi Yan noticed that a middle -aged aunt was standing at his door to wash the vegetables, and his eyes looked at it from time to time.

He walked over and found the gun from his pocket.

Aunt's face was scared.

"I'm sorry, it's handle ..." Qi Yan hurried back to the pocket and pulled out the document.

"Police ... Police." The aunt was relieved, and her wet hand patted her chest. It was normal for the police to have a gun, and she didn't think much.

Qi Yan pointed at the car and pointed to the building: "Ask, is that car from this family?"

"No, this family is working in the flower, and the Chinese New Year will return." The aunt shook her head and said, "I don't know who stopped here. It has been stopped for several days."

"Have you seen the owner?"

"No, but I can hear the car occasionally at night. I have heard it twice in my impression. Last night, it seemed like it was three days ago."

"Oh? Remember what time is it?"

"I can't remember, it's a bit late anyway, just at twelve o'clock." After answering the question, the aunt asked again with a gossip: "Police officer, is this car committing something?"

Qi Yan didn't take over, and asked according to his own rhythm: "Do you know when he will come back?"

"It's not very clear. I remember that the car was not there when I went out in the morning, and I stopped here when I came back."

"Hurry?"

"Today is our rush day, every one basically goes."

"What time did you go back?"

"I think about it, it's about 6:30, I just returned, about half an hour at home."

Qi Yan looked at the watch, now it is nine thirty -eight, half an hour ago, and the car was in the early nine o'clock, and the car lost the trace of 8.1:

Although the owner obviously deliberately drove the dusty stone road Huangni Road after changing the license plate, and made the old as a camouflage for the car. The time was still on the right.

"Did he hide the child in the village, or did he move to another car?" Thinking, Qi Yan asked again, "Sister, except for this car, did you stop nearby?

The private car? "

"No, just this."

Qi Yan walked to the side and called Jiang Xiaoyu: "Xiao Yu, trace the license plate number, and tell Huang Jueding to read the monitoring. Seeing that around 12 o'clock last night and three days ago, did he open to the nearby road.

"

Qi Yan continued to turn into the building next door to ask.

He got more accurate news. The villagers said that the black car was driven in nine o'clock, but did not notice who the driver was. The impression was a young guy, a little familiar but not recognized.

"Familiar with the villagers? It's not old. The driver is a middle -aged bald in monitoring, and the villagers see a young man ... Will he be wrong?"

Just thinking that his mobile phone was slightly vibrated and received the information sent by Huang Jueding -the license plate and the vehicle information could correspond to it. Black Changan Ruocheng CC, 2020 models 1.5T automatic tide type, registered owner Xie Huanglin, 27 years old.

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Qi Yan looked up and asked the villagers: "Do you know Xie Huanglin?"

"Huanglin?" The villager froze, shaking the smoky ash: "Know, do you thank you, do you remember that he is working in the main city, when will he come back?"

Qi Yi is clear, and it can't be wrong in secret.

Later, the villagers breathed again and said, "I see what I see really Xie Huanglin's kid ... But I remember his hair was dyed and green, how could he be shaved back to black?

Is it a matter? This kid is very muddy ... "

"The specific details are inconvenient to disclose ... leave a number, uncle, if the clue is true, we will provide you with a bonus afterwards." Qi Yan decided to call Laochi, and then pulled the village committee and the police room, please ask them to ask them

Mobilized the villagers to find Xie Huanglin.

At the same time, the villagers rubbed their hands: "How are you embarrassed ... how much is it?"

"Hundreds to thousands don't wait." Remember the villagers' numbers, Qi Yan left quickly and called Laochi.

After a while, Laochi and the auxiliary police officer of the police station rushed to the scene, and the village secretary letters quickly came.

Before I had time to tell them the specific situation, Qi Yan suddenly saw a man sneakying at this side in the distance. Qi Yan turned his head to face him. He felt Qi Yan's eyes, and suddenly a spirit, sprinkled his hands and feet, and ran.

"Xie Huanglin! Stand!" Qi Yan shed it, catching up quickly.

Lao Chi's body was faster than brain, and then rushed forward. Soon he overtaken Qi Yi, and it is getting closer to Xie Huanglin.

After running and running, he reacted. Qi Yanzhun seized the suspect. The grandson in front of him had a big problem.

Ten meters ... eight meters ...

Young human body can not be too good, worse than Qiqi, his eyes are getting closer and closer. After turning twice, he did not throw away Lao Chi.

The face came fiercely.

"Hey! Just dare you to move at me?" Lao Chi was laughed at, and the knife flashed easily, raised his right hand towards the young man's nose, and hit him with a nose and blood flowing.

The knife can't catch anymore, holding his face and screaming.

The villagers in the surrounding house heard the movement out of the fun, and was frightened by the scene in front of him. He recognized Xie Huanglin and pointed at Lao Chi and asked: "Hey! Who are you fucking, come to our village to fight?"

A middle -aged uncle picked up the sickle and rushed out: "Don't be afraid of Huang Lin! Uncle Kun save you!"

The police officer of the Laochi Police Room is right. The folk customs in this village are really sturdy.

He didn't put on uncle sickle, and walked up to hold Xie Huanglin's neck skin on the ground, handcuffed his arms, and rudely picked him up, "Where is the child!"

Uncle looked at it and was anxious and scared. He took the sickle and took two steps forward: "Do you stop ... um? What are you talking about? What kind of child?"

Lao Chi glanced at him and watched the villagers surrounding more and more villagers.

"Impossible, Huang Lin, he ..." Uncle Sydhema did not believe it subconsciously, but he couldn't say why he came for a long time.

Some villagers said before that Xie Huanglin has been muddy since he was a child. In the eyes of these people, it is really possible to get a child.

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"I don't know what you say!" Xie Huanglin struggled hard, but it was useless. His shoulders were held by Lao Chi.

"Don't know?" Lao Chi sneered: "I don't know what you are running?"

"You can run after you chase me!"

"Don't you run, I will chase you?"

The two had an invalid dialogue, Qi Yan couldn't stand it anymore, squatted in front of him, and turned off the law enforcement recorder: "Are you called Xie Huanglin?"

Xie Huanglin stared fiercely: "I have no crime! Let me go!"

"Well, that's it, we took your car to the city this morning and turned a child." Qi Yan touched the paper and wiped the blood pollution in his mouth and nose. "Of course, of course,

If you do n’t raise your license, although we are sure that you must be related to this, but you really cannot judge your sin. "

Xie Huanglin's expression was proud.

Qi Yan went on to say: "But it is okay to catch you back to close the 24 hours. It is okay to catch the suspect. We notify that parents who have lost their children in recent years to identify it."

Xie Huanglin has a bad premonition.

Qi Yan lowered his voice, and said in his ear, "You think, more than 20 hours later, we released you out of the detachment, and there was a circle outside that you were a trafficker, but there was no evidence that there was no evidence.

Parents who can watch you go ... "

Xie Changlin: ...

He stopped struggling and swallowed his spit: "Don't mess up, you are a police officer, you can't ..."

"Why not? Lifate and reasonable compliance. Of course, grasping the suspect must notify the parents. Some people may see the traffickers? Do you say it?"

Xie Changlin was guilty and scared.

Qi Yan threw away his hand that wiped his nosebleeds and stood up: "Xie Changlin, you are suspected of trafficking children, take a trip with us."

"Recruitment, I'm recruiting!" Xie Huanglin counseled: "But I don't know anything. I just drive and run legs, and I can't divide much money afterwards!"

Qi Yan watched the police officer: "Can you borrow a room?"

"Yes, come with us." The police said hard to the village party secretary, and then turned around and picked up.

The villagers who have a good relationship with Xie Huanglin's parents are still unbelievable. They asked on the side: "Huang Lin, are they talking about it? Are you really trafficking a child?"

Xie Huanglin's eyes dodged, and he lowered his head and dared not answer.

Back to the police room. Xie Huanglin was probably afraid that the family members who were furiously unloaded eight yuan.

In the past three years, because he couldn't get money, he introduced the harmful friends of the society, and he joined his personal traffic gangs and was assigned to "Uncle Xu" and "Sister Ya".

He reported that he was running his legs. The gang bought him a car. His job was to drive around all day to search for the goal that was easy to succeed.

An Wuling Hongguang goes to the connection location, etc.

After the agreed place, he and Uncle Xu changed the car. Uncle Xu took the child out of the market, and he changed his car to driving his own car to go to the dusty place for two laps, and drove back to the connection location.
To be continued...