The policeman looked at her in silence, trying to give her some strength, but he himself sometimes felt powerless. There is too much helplessness in the world, and no one can jump out to be the master. To have one’s hands tied. However, the woman insisted on her statement, which made him feel very difficult, take her to the police station, he was almost sure that she was not lethal, but with his years of experience as a police officer, he knew that some things were intertwined, and the ending was often unexpected. In case of...... He thought, what if?

He sighed, but decided to take the woman away first, otherwise...... He swept the empty house from left to right and from right to left with his eyes, and even the man who claimed to be her brother was not here, and it was even more unsafe to leave her alone at home.

"Then come with us. He said.

The woman obediently followed behind the guards. When she arrived at the police station, he arranged for someone to give her a confession.

Halfway through the confession, his colleagues came to him.

"The woman didn't seem to be in a good sense. ”

He didn't say anything, but he continued to listen attentively.

"The preamble doesn't match the afterword. ”

His colleague did not give up, and seemed to have strengthened his determination not to give an answer and refuse to leave. However, the male policeman himself has no better way, in fact, there are no perfunctory words for colleagues, he only has the weapon of silence, and he is determined to apply this weapon to the end.

"What should I do?"

His surname is Ma, Ma Guoliang. Guoliang, this name means that his father and mother also had high hopes for him when they gave birth to him, not to mention his parents, he also had high hopes for himself when he was in school, and later he felt that those wishes and hopes were too empty, so he began to admit and accept his mediocrity.

"Brother Ma?"

The other party touched him again.

"Huh?"

It was as if he had just come to his senses.

"The woman. She is innocent of trouble, her confession is full of errors and omissions, and it is impossible for her to do the crime. Do you think she looks like someone who can sell her own son and then report the crime?"

Ma Guoliang instinctively shook his head, he didn't know, in fact, he didn't want to know. He is just an ordinary policeman, he has no ability to reach the sky, and he is not like in movies or TV series, righteous and insightful, in fact, those are literary and artistic works----- or there are really such detectives in reality, but it is not him, it is definitely not him. He let out a long breath. His eyes finally met the eager gaze of his colleague in response, but as soon as his eyes met his colleague's gaze, he looked away almost immediately.

He really wanted to be sent out of the police now, and leave here immediately, this place made him feel suffocated, unable to breathe, suffocated, he knew that it all came from women. He also had a wife and a daughter, and he didn't know what the woman in it was going through or had been through, and what about her man, who hadn't appeared yet, and her only man who didn't look like a family member had also disappeared, and she was alone...... He took out his cigarette and remembered that one day before he got off work, he came home and saw his wife and children, his wife was wearing pajamas, showing a little breast, feeding the children, the temperature in the room was okay, a lock of his wife's hair was hanging down gently, hanging on his shoulders, she smiled at the child in her arms.

The woman inside did not have such an opportunity, such an ordinary encounter for a pregnant woman is a fantasy for the woman in front of her. I heard that when she gave birth to that child, she died nine times, alas, it is really difficult for people to live, some people can easily get ordinary happiness, and some people can't achieve it even if they try their best, who says that fate is fair? Fate has never been fair.

"Brother Mar. ”

The man called out to him again. He knew he couldn't hide. He took the notebook in which he took notes.

"I'll go. ”

He said, as if the man had been pardoned, "Thank you, Brother Ma." ”

Nothing thanks, he walked to the door, and looked at the door, which he had walked in and out of countless times, but this time it made him feel unusually heavy, as if he could not push it open by his own strength. He put his hand on the doorknob, put it on and wanted to take it away, and only at the last moment did he make up his mind and make a general effort, rotate the doorknob, and then he walked in, he sat in front of the woman, the woman's eyes did not fall, he took out the phone, did not give up, called up the phone number of the man who came with the woman to report the crime a few days ago, and called again, still saying that it was an empty number.

Who is a man like a woman?

Why did it become an empty number in the past two days?

What kind of stimulation has the woman been subjected to these days?

He really wanted to bring in a negotiator from the city bureau, but he knew that according to the facts of the case and his ability, this could not be done. He's still on his own.

He lowered his head and looked at the transcript, yes, it didn't match the words, she said she did it herself, she said that the nanny was hired by her, she said that she bought the nanny, she said that she asked the nanny to take the child away and sell it. She said she regretted it now. She explained it neatly, but when she asked about the details, the flaws came out.

For example, how did you contact the babysitter?

She said intermediary.

How did you know she was a trafficker?

I knew it.

That's a bit of a mess.

For example, his colleague asked her, "How much did the child sell?" and she said 100,000 yuan. And she said, yes, what about the money? I spent it.

Did you spend it all alone?

I spent it all alone.

100,000 dollars spent?

Yes, 100,000 dollars were spent.

You didn't give the babysitter a penny?

Given it.

Didn't you say that it was only sold for 100,000?

Ah no, it's 150,000, 180,000.

Is it 150,000 or 180,000?

One hundred and eighty thousand.

The 180,000 were given to the nanny?

All were given to the babysitter.

He closed the clip and suddenly realized that it might have been a terrible mistake to bring the woman here. However, it is easier to please God than to send God, this is a tricky woman.

What if she is directly detained? No, it is not impossible, she can be charged with a crime, report to the police, and disrupt the order of handling the case. However, he didn't want to do that, after all, he couldn't bear it. He stood up and looked at the woman, but the woman didn't look at him, he saw the woman's quiet and peaceful eyes, he saw the woman's pale face----- how old was her child? It seemed that it was only a full moon, and he decided to contact her family by other means, he had no other way, he couldn't let the woman waste his time here, he still had a lot of ------ oh no, at least there were cases that he should deal with, he couldn't let himself and his colleagues spend all their time and energy on women.

"I know you're sad, but being sad won't solve anything. Don't you have an older brother?Call him, what can you do with your emotions right now?" he tried to make his voice sound calm, he hoped that the woman would change her mind.

The woman did look up at him, but only once, and she screwed her eyelids, her gaze careless, and he couldn't guess what she was thinking, or what she was thinking.

After waiting for about three or two minutes, he gave an ultimatum: "If you refuse to cooperate, we have to inform your family." You must have family, right?"

Ma Guoliang asked.

She has a family, hearing the word "family", Chen Mofei's eyelids moved again, she thought of her mother, and also thought of her father, if you really want to talk about family, she only has two such families. She had resented that home, she had abandoned that home, she had resented her mother. Yes, especially mothers. She had humiliated her with such blunt and humiliating words, every one of which was like a sharp knife that pierced her heart, and she was silent at that time, but the silence was actually because she was so painful that she could barely speak.

She felt that her mother did not put herself in her shoes, and she never understood her. For the sake of love, heh, does she understand love? A woman like her mother, who has been living all her life, never seems to know love, she will only calculate, calculate the family's food and clothing, or calculate whether her father lied to her, and whether her own hostess status is threatened by some woman outside. She lives a straightforward life, and she doesn't understand her daughter's feelings. Her daughter is just in love with a man, doesn't that man love her the same? Their separation is completely short-lived, and a relationship like theirs must go through wind and waves, ups and downs before it finally comes to fruition. She's not wrong, it's her mom that's at fault.

However, she gradually realized that maybe the wrong one was not her mother. When she realized this, she met Liunian again, and was with Liunian again, no matter what, no matter what she had, no matter what she could do, she couldn't stop from being with him. Then they were together, but they went abroad to accompany another woman, but it was for a reason, and because there was a reason, it was excusable......

She shook her head, unwilling to think about it any further. However, tears were already in her eyes, she raised her head, raised her eyes, and wanted to force the tears back, who to show her weakness? Didn't she stop believing in tears for a long time? She believed in the law of the jungle of the jungle, so she worked step by step in the workplace, what happened now? Is she still the same Chen Mofei as before?

She should still be the same Chen Mofei from the past.

Tears still fell, Ma Guoliang saw the tears flowing from the woman's eyes, bright and crystalline, sliding down the arc of her beautiful face, sliding to the chin, and then falling silently, he reached out and pulled out a tissue from the table in front of him, but did not hand it to the woman. He clenched the tissue back into his fist, but the woman's tears somehow seemed to drip into his heart.

If, he thought, what if it happened to him, what if something like this happened to his family, what if the woman in front of him was his wife?

He shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much and too absurd. He really wanted to help her, he thought of all the ways he could, and he did everything he could within his purview.