Song Jing was going to pass, no matter how good it was, she was a little curious about this child, and asked him while holding him: "Then why did you come here alone?"

"Your house is still some distance from here, how far can you run alone?"

The child lay on her shoulder and cried for a long time, and then gradually stopped crying, hiccups slightly, and said, "Just ...... After school, my brother came to pick me up, and my brother said to buy candy candy, let me wait a while, and I went in...... I played in the alley, and then I couldn't find my brother...... I cried for a long, long time, but my brother didn't come to me, and the uncles and aunts in the alley said that they couldn't get out when they came in...... I...... I was scared, I didn't know what to do, I cried there, and then I saw my sister......"

Song Jing: "......"

His words are obviously normal, but they always have some unbelievable flavor.

Song Jing frowned slightly: "You can go to the police uncle, as long as you come out of the alley, there are police uncles everywhere here, you can see it." ”

The child was stunned for a moment, and then said, "There is no police uncle." ”

Song Jing continued: "Don't those uncles and aunts call the police for you?"

It's weird, if it was a human trafficker, it would be impossible for him to sit alone in the alley.

And just now, Song Jing obviously didn't see any traces of people in the alley.

"Uncle and aunt can't say it......"

The child is too young to understand specific things, and only repeats the phrase: "Can't get out." ”

Song Jing's heart suddenly abrupt inexplicably.

She couldn't tell what was wrong, but she felt like she was going back to the alley to take a look.

But for now, it's important to send the children there.

The alley just now can't be behind the office building that those white-collar workers are talking about, right?

It is impossible for the trafficker organization to completely ignore the child and always feel that something is wrong.

And there have been so many things going on at UCT lately, she feels that there is a problem everywhere she looks.

But the child in front of him is normal, and there is no trace of being marked, maybe he is separated.

After walking for about a few minutes, 152 Riverview Road is there.

The child's name is Zhou Yirui, after he cried enough, he lay on Song Jing's shoulder, looked around, and there were some doubts in his big eyes: "Sister, why is the neighborhood not like my home?"

"Not like?"

Song Jing was stunned for a moment: "This is No. 152 Jiangjing Road, I didn't go wrong." ”

No. 152 Jiangjing Road is still a particularly rare location, belonging to the authentic old citizens of City B, the lot house, here is a small garden house, a bit of the flavor of the Republic of China era architecture, it seems to have been preserved for a long time.

There are a lot of trees planted on the side of the road, and there are two huge ones in front of the gate here.

Zhou Yirui glanced at home, blinked his eyes, and said, "It seems to be my home." ”

It's kind of like a little bit like it.

The child was also a little incomprehensible, so Song Jing hugged him and went to ring the doorbell outside.

This is a single-family house, the garden in front of it, and the sunshine glass house, in such a location as City B, such a house must be rich, Song's father and Song's mother actually have such a rich old friend!

There was laughter from inside the door, and several figures appeared at the same time, Song Jing saw Song's father and Song mother standing inside talking and laughing with a middle-aged couple, and when Song Jing came, he pointed at her, but he was a little surprised to see her still holding a child.

A chubby woman with an apron came to open the door, smiling kindly, a bit like a babysitter.

"You're Miss Song, aren't you?"