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1193 Strangers

Wang Baoyu remembered that Wu Liwan was locked up inside and the crazy woman Diao Feng threw peanuts at her. Could it be that Wu Liwan was really inside? Yang Yifang also had the same nervous expression, and he also remembered the past. If Wu Liwan was inside, it means that Wu Liwan still had not walked out of the shadow of her childhood.

Fan Jinqiang came to the door without saying a word. The lock on the door had long disappeared. He pulled out his gun and gently pushed the door. Without pushing it, the door was blocked by something inside, which means that someone inside.

Seeing Fan Jinqiang pulling his gun, Yang Yifang couldn't help it anymore. He rushed forward a few steps and said desperately: "Director Fan, don't hurt her."

Fan Jinqiang immediately looked angry. Yang Yifang's speech at this time was undoubtedly reporting the news to the people inside, which would bring difficulties to the arrest work.

It was still silent inside. Because the situation was urgent, Fan Jinqiang kicked up, and the already broken wooden door immediately split into pieces and a burst of dust rose.

Wang Baoyu and Yang Yifang rushed in with Fan Jinqiang. When they saw the situation inside, the three of them were stunned and couldn't help but take a breath.

Wu Liwan sat in the corner near the small window, dressed in rags, covered with scars, eyes were dull, and her face was pale. She was like a ghost in the darkness. In the open space in front of her, there was a bag of peanuts.

After more than ten seconds, Fan Jinqiang first recovered. He raised his gun and said, "Wu Liwan, you have been arrested, don't resist, confessing your crime is your only way out!"

Wu Liwan raised her head in a daze, looked at the three people in front of her in confusion, and suddenly moved her body. At the same time, Yang Yifang grabbed Fan Jinqiang and said anxiously: "Don't shoot! Liwan, don't resist, don't resist."

However, Wu Liwan still looked at her head with her head tilted and suddenly giggled. She ignored Fan Jinqiang at all, but stared at Yang Yifang in a steady manner and whispered: "Teacher, I knew you would come and let it go."

Fan Jinqiang said coldly: "Secretary Yang, it is illegal to hide the suspect."

However, Yang Yifang's face turned pale and his body was stiff. He stepped forward tentatively and asked, "Wu Liwan, do you know who I am?"

"Hehe, you are Teacher Yang! I know you are wrong. Teacher, I will never go to bed in class again. Don't tell my uncle and aunt that they will hit me." Wu Liwan lowered her head guiltily.

Yang Yifang was at a loss, and two lines of clear tears flowed down his cheeks. He asked in a trembling voice: "Liwan, how have you been through these two days?"

"Teacher, look! I have peanuts, and it is all given to me by Sister Diao. She has been taking care of me and chatting with me." Wu Liwan said with a smile.

Wu Liwan was naturally crazy, Diao Feng died many years ago. Yang Yifang looked at Wu Liwan in front of him and couldn't help but burst into tears. He ignored him and hugged Wu Liwan, and comforted him with sobs: "Liwan, don't be afraid, the teacher is here to pick you up. It's all the bad teacher. The teacher deserves to die, the teacher deserves to die!"

"Teacher, why are you old?" Wu Liwan gently stroked Yang Yifang's face and asked with a confused look on her face.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yang Yifang let tears flow down and murmured.

"Teacher, don't cry, it's all my fault. I'm watching my brother be too tired at home, so I'm angry when I sleep in class. I really never dared to do it again." Wu Liwan gently patted Yang Yifang's back and comforted him considerately.

"Okay, okay, the teacher is not angry. Xiaoliwan is the most sensible." Yang Yifang used his hands to sort out Wu Liwan's messy hair, wiped the mud from her face, and his heart was about to break.

No matter how hard the heart is, even those who are heartless can't stand this situation, Wang Baoyu felt his nose sore and almost burst into tears. Looking at Wu Liwan's current situation, her thoughts are mostly back to her childhood. It is this painful memory that makes her come back here again.

"Big brother, your toy gun is really fun. Can you lend me a chance to play with it? Those boys don't play with me." Wu Liwan said to Fan Jinqiang.

Fan Jinqiang was speechless for a moment, but he did not dare to put down the gun in his hand, for fear that Wu Liwan would take another crazy resistance. Wu Liwan looked at Wang Baoyu again, pounded her head, and asked in confusion: "This little brother seems familiar. Teacher, why can't I remember it?"

Wang Baoyu was happy to see this situation. Wu Liwan would better forget herself. The cleaner she forgot, the better. Yang Yifang let go of Wu Liwan, his eyes filled with endless love, and pulled her and said softly: "Liwan, go home with the teacher! The teacher will make up for the courses that have been missed."

Wu Liwan stood up obediently and smiled: "Teacher, you are so nice."

"The teacher will only treat you well in the future, just like a father, okay?" Yang Yifang asked lovingly at Wu Liwan.

"Okay! OK! I have a father again, and I have a father again!" Wu Liwan clapped her hands and jumped around Yang Yifang who was in pain.

Fan Jinqiang took out the handcuffs on his waist and wanted to take them to Wu Liwan. Yang Yifang stopped him with his eyes and said coldly: "I'll escort her. If something happens, I will bear my life."

Fan Jinqiang did not force him, and he was also afraid that Wu Liwan would get mentally ill and become manic. The four of them slowly walked out of the warehouse. Wu Liwan got into Yang Yifang's car, ate her fingers, and looked around curiously like a child, as if everything in front of her was a new world.

Yang Yifang started the car and followed Wang Baoyu and Fan Jinqiang's cars all the way to Funing County Public Security Bureau. Wu Liwan was officially detained, but she didn't make any noise. She didn't forget to carry the bag of peanuts in her hand. And it seemed that she had no impression of Wang Baoyu at all. In her heart, she only felt that Yang Yifang was the best for her, and the rest were strangers.

At this point, a big stone in Wang Baoyu's heart finally fell to the ground, but it was also extremely heavy. However, seeing Wu Liwan's current situation, he couldn't help but feel a little confused. Is Wu Liwan's fate today related to her? If Wu Liwan had not met her, would she still be a government public official and live a dull and simple life?

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening after leaving the Public Security Bureau. Yang Yifang ignored his old face and solemnly begged Fan Jinqiang not to be too difficult for Wu Liwan. The guilt was beyond words and could not extricate himself.

"Director Fan, Wu Liwan has an unshirkable responsibility to this day. I hope you will consider her actual situation and deal with it with ease." Yang Yifang said earnestly.

"Secretary Yang, you don't have to worry. Although she is a criminal, considering that she suffers from mental illness, she will not take compulsory measures against her and will not interrogate her immediately. In addition, she has injuries on her body, so she will try to send her to the hospital for treatment tomorrow morning." Fan Jinqiang said.
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