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Five hundred and thirty-five document bag

The neighbor sighed and explained for the aunt: "You don't know, that child is also poor. Her parents died when she was young, and she lives alone. She is hungry and full every day. In the end, she is the one who looks after her.

I didn't want to go down anymore, so I gave the child a bite to eat.

It’s hard for that child to grow up, but if something like this happens..."

She didn't continue talking after that, but everyone understood and turned their attention to the insider.

The insider frowned, carefully recalling the information about the scammers, and then said a little apologetically: "I really don't know the specific situation of those scammers, but I seem to remember that the girl said that the girl's surname was Shen, yes, it is

The surname is Shen, what is the name of Meihua?

I seem to have heard them say that the girl is quite beautiful and not short in stature, but there is a small scar on her forehead that affects her beauty."

"There is a scar on the forehead, do you know what it looks like?" When the insider said that the liar had a scar on the forehead, the aunt's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She worked in a cinema and saw Xiao Liu taking a girl to the cinema that day. She remembered that the girl also had a scar on her head.

"This scar is very round, as big as a fingernail." The insider remembered this very clearly. Otherwise, when people in the yard advised the woman to be careful and not to be deceived, the woman said

It was said that the girl had a round scar on her head, and her family thought she was disfigured, so they chose to get married.

"A round scar, a round scar the size of a fingernail..."

The aunt repeated this sentence repeatedly, but it could be seen from her expression that Xiao Liu and the mother-in-law met the same group of liars.

The rest can be said to be coincidences, but even the scars on the head are aligned, so there is basically no chance of running away.

"What are you doing standing around here? Go back and inform that Xiao Liu. Maybe he hasn't been deceived yet."

"Yes, yes, go and inform him quickly. If he doesn't believe it, take him to us and we will prove it to you."

Some of the more sober people around started talking.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away, I'll go right away..." After listening to everyone's words, the aunt just reacted. She squeezed out of the crowd and ran outside with some staggering.

Her neighbor waved his hands sheepishly at everyone, and then followed him.

After listening to several big melons in a row, everyone felt satisfied and dispersed after a while.

The insider who broke the news also happily returned home with a few bottles of soda, imagining how happy the children at home would be today.

Zhang Yu also felt that his curiosity was satisfied, so he rode his bicycle again to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a bottle of cream for his sister-in-law.

After returning home, I happened to meet Mr. Sun who was hurriedly going out to catch some pounds.

Mr. Sun's eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Yu coming back on his bicycle. Without waiting for Zhang Yu to ask, he handed over the document bag in his hand and said: "Xiaoyu, you're back just in time, help me quickly."

Send something to your uncle."

Finally, he warned: "You must remember that this thing is very important, and you must hand it over to your uncle."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away." Seeing the anxious look on Old Mrs. Sun's face, Zhang Yu didn't ask what was inside. He directly took the document bag, put it in his satchel, and rushed to the police station.

Thinking of what Old Mrs. Sun looked like, Zhang Yu rode very fast along the way and arrived at the police station in a short while.

Zhang Yu parked the car directly at the door, and then said hello to the guard: "Uncle, is my uncle at the unit now? I'll come over and give him something."

The guard uncle knew Zhang Yu and knew that he was Zhao Wenzhuo's nephew, so he waved his hand: "Here he is, he should be in a meeting now. Come in quickly!"

The guard at the police station is a veteran, and he knows very well what is going on in the station. If you have any questions, just ask him.

"Thank you, uncle. I'll be out in a moment."

"It doesn't matter, just put the car directly at the door. I'll keep an eye on it for you." What the guard said made me laugh. Even if those thieves were brave enough, they would not dare to steal anything at the door of the police station.

When Zhang Yu entered, he happened to bump into his uncle who had just finished a meeting.

Seeing Zhang Yu, Zhao Wenzhuo was also surprised: "Xiaoyu, is there something going on at home? Why are you here?"

"No, everything is fine at home." Zhang Yu took a few breaths before speaking, and rushed over non-stop. Even with Zhang Yu's current physical strength, it was a bit too much.

"Mr. Sun asked me to come over and give you something." Zhang Yu said and took out the document bag from his satchel and handed it to his uncle.

Zhao Wenzhuo took the file bag with some doubts. When he saw the contents inside, his expression suddenly changed, and then he asked seriously: "Xiaoyu, apart from you, has anyone else seen this file bag?"

?”

Although he didn't know what was inside, Zhang Yu noticed from the attitudes of Mrs. Sun and his uncle that there must be something particularly important inside.

He shook his head hastily: "No, after I took it from Mr. Sun, I rushed over without stopping. During this period, the document bag never left my hand, and I didn't show it to anyone."

After hearing Zhang Yu's words, Zhao Wenzhuo's expression finally softened a little: "Xiao Yu, forget this thing as soon as you leave this door. No matter who asks you, don't say you gave me this thing."

Zhao Wenzhuo knew how important the things inside were. Those people had been looking for it. If they knew that Zhang Yu had touched this thing, they would not let it go.

"I know, but uncle, I don't know if anyone in the courtyard saw when Old Mrs. Sun came out with the bag of papers?" When Zhang Yu saw Old Mrs. Sun, he held it in his hand.

Zhang Yu, who knew that he was in trouble again, shook his head feebly. What kind of luck did he have?

Can't there be a time to calm down?

It was like this every time. Just when he felt that the matter was over and he could study, eat and live a normal life every day, he would always get involved in all kinds of weird ways.

The key is that he doesn't know what's inside yet.

There were several times when I just walked around in the middle without hearing any gossip. Zhang Yu felt particularly sorry for this.

"It doesn't matter. Mr. Sun knows the importance. He won't let people in the courtyard see these things."

Zhao Wenzhuo still trusted Mr. Sun very much. He believed that even if he didn't know the importance of this thing, with his sensitivity, he would subconsciously keep it secret.

"That's good. If my uncle doesn't have anything else to do, I'll leave first."


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