Qin Xu originally thought that he would have to fight these scrolls for an afternoon, and he might have to add three or four hours of overtime.

When Master Qin finished brushing up the information on the new batch of wanted criminals, he finally couldn't see it and raised it out loud.

Which material should be placed together with another material, which document was forgotten by Qin Xu in the drawer, Old Master Qin was more familiar with these documents than Qin Xu, who had been tossing for nearly an hour.

As soon as he opened his mouth to point, Qin Xu seemed to have a reference answer for his homework, and he didn't bother too much, and smoothly straightened out all the information one by one.

Surprisingly, the work that was supposed to take up a lot of time was successfully completed in less than a third of the time.

Looking at the two neat stacks of documents on the desktop, Qin Xu couldn't believe that this was his own hand.

Oh, although the level of using the brain, it's about the same as copying the answer.

However, in any case, these materials are almost in the order that best suits the regulations, from top to bottom.

On the desktop, there are two sheets of A4 paper, on which are the list dictated by Old Master Qin and recorded by Qin Xu.

A brief reminder of what specific materials are needed in these two cases.

Simple, clear, and clear.

Qin Xu can quickly search for reconnaissance based on these two lists, obtain relevant evidence, and prepare materials.

Seeing these achievements, Qin Xu's gratitude to Old Master Qin can be described as a surging river, endless, and the gratitude in his heart is definitely more sincere and simple than when he received cultivation guidance.

"Old Master Qin, don't say anything, please eat the hand-made dumplings of the vegetable family tonight. ”

"No, I want to eat the double-layer chicken dry pot that has just opened on Jingtian Road. "Old Master Qin is not so simple and flickering.

“...... All right. ”

In front of the little frog, it is appropriate to say that the chicken is dry?

At 4:25 p.m., in the small reception room in the easternmost part of the Changyang Branch, a twelve-year-old girl, accompanied by her mother, carefully sat down on a soft chair.

The girl is tall, more than 1.62 meters tall, with short ear-length hair neatly combed, slightly dark skin, and a healthy flush. She was wearing a beige short-sleeved shirt and a pair of light blue cropped jeans, and she came out as a clean little girl.

Her questioning was not conducted in the interrogation room, but in this small reception room with surveillance. This reception room, originally used for mediation work, has a tea table and soft chairs, creating a more warm and comfortable environment.

Even so, the girl still looked very nervous and uneasy.

She kept glancing at her mother, who was expressionless, and every now and then she raised her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear.

Zhao Chunjun is a police officer with rich experience at the grassroots level.

Disc face, big eyes, cool personality, not bad ability, get along well with people. Such women can be seen in all walks of life, seemingly ordinary, but have their own unique influence.

Perhaps because of her gender, she has handled fewer criminal cases than her male police officers of the same generation, but when dealing with female victims and suspects, her soft and warm smile makes it easy for people to take off their guard.

"Yaxuan, don't be afraid, Auntie will ask you a few questions, if you can answer, you can answer, if you don't want to say, it's okay. Zhao Chunjun made two cups of hot milk tea and handed them to Cao Yaxuan and her mother.

Qin Xu didn't interject, trying his best to make his face look more friendly, so as not to show his fierce anger and scare the little girl.

"Hmm. The girl nodded hesitantly, and took the milk tea with her fingertips trembling slightly, but did not drink it.

Cao Yaxuan is not yet a minor, and the inquiry can only be carried out in the presence of a guardian.

Although, Qin Xu felt in her heart that the existence of her mother seemed to put more pressure on the girl.

Cao Yaxuan's mother is a woman who does not apply any makeup to her face. Her hair was cut very short, and she had a somewhat similar silhouette to Cao Yaxuan, but it was already covered with traces of time.

Freckles, sun spots, wrinkles, rough skin, chapped hands, droopy eyes, deep nasolabial folds at the corners of the mouth, all tell others that her life is not easy.

According to Qin Xu's information, Cao Yaxuan's parents are both working in other places, and Cao Yaxuan is taken care of by the elderly on weekdays. Cao's mother, who works as a housekeeper, travels from Monday to Sunday in many homes cleaning and tidying up.

Cao Yaxuan's mother knew about her daughter's experience no earlier than the police.

In the process of watching her daughter make notes, Cao Yaxuan's mother wanted to speak many times, but she couldn't hold back.

Qin Xu noticed that even if Zhao Chunjun used euphemistic questioning methods as much as possible and avoided any rough and direct exchanges, it was an extremely painful process for Cao Yaxuan to recall and face the injuries he had suffered again.

The same pain, repeated in her mother.

Cao Yaxuan's mother raised her hand several times to wipe away the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

These details will not be shown in the transcript. Because of the pleading of the victims' families, the police will not reveal their identities to any media, and if there is no accident, they will eventually return to ordinary life, instead of exposing their pain to the public.

Qin Xu suddenly understood.

As police officers, they are worthy.

In the countless days and months to come, perhaps only by thinking of the retribution of evil and the punishment of criminals can they get some comfort in their pain.

This kind of comfort may be the light that supports their future lives.

Cao Yaxuan didn't say much, and it was a child abuse case with very clear facts.

Cao Ershan is Cao Yaxuan's uncle, and the relationship between the two families is quite harmonious on weekdays, and a girl who has not received relevant education since she was a child can easily become the target of violation.

Such cases can be found anywhere in the world.

What can be handed over to the police for reconnaissance and recording may only be the tip of the iceberg.

If Cao Yuda's mother hadn't blurted out a gaffe, maybe this girl would have just kept her wounds hidden from anyone, and then would be shrouded in shadows for the rest of her life.

After the transcript was completed, Cao Yaxuan and her mother left in silence, just as they quietly walked into the police station.

Zhao Chunjun sent them out of the police station, Cao Yaxuan's mother glanced at Qin Xu and Zhao Chunjun, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "That person, how many years can he be sentenced?"

Zhao Chunjun paused, then held Cao Yaxuan's mother's hand and said, "More than three years, less than ten years, heavy punishment, I will notify you as soon as the verdict comes out." ”

Cao Yaxuan's mother nodded after hearing this, and took her daughter's hand.

Cao Yaxuan's mood seemed to have calmed down at this time, she showed a smile at Zhao Chunjun and Qin Xu, revealing a naughty expression that a girl of this age should have, and said: "Thank you, auntie police, the milk tea you brewed is so delicious, thank you uncle, I saw you in the video, you are very handsome, but if you interrogate a prisoner in the future, you must change your expression, you look stupid." ”