The day before Chinese New Year's Eve in 1999 was Valentine's Day in the West, and the streets were full of little girls selling roses.

Sun Yuhao, who was dressed in a white leather skirt, walked beside Yu Jun with a sweet smile on his face. Wen Jing, who rushed back to Yunguang for the festival, wore ink clothes, like a black peony blooming in the dark night. Wen Lingling, Lian Feiyun, and Ji Xiaoqing, who were about to enter the flower season, jumped and followed behind, chattering, and looking at Sun Yuhao with envy from time to time.

Qin Xue went to Lanjiang, Qin Chuguo and Ding Lanfang couldn't come back, only she went to accommodate her parents.

Pairs are easy to calculate in the eyes of the flower girl, and a delay of five makes their brains a little short-circuited.

It took a long time for the flower girl to run up and say: quot; Brother, brother, buy a bouquet of flowers for my sister. quot;

quot; Which sister is it for? quot; Yu Jun asked with a smile.

The girl who sold flowers was about ten years old, wearing a torn cotton jacket with broken flowers, her cheeks were red due to the weather, her ten fingers were swollen from the cold, her body was a little weak, and she opened a pair of clean eyes timidly, and she didn't know how to answer.

quot; Well, how many roses do you have in your hands? quot;

The flower girl holds a bamboo basket full of red roses, all of which are placed one by one, and are simply decorated with plastic paper.

The flower girl lowered her head to count the flowers, and a young man who walked by in a hurry accidentally took her, and the red roses were scattered on the ground, and several of them fell out of the plastic paper, and the petals were broken, and she saw that she could no longer sell them.

The young man looked embarrassed and went to help the flower girl pick up the flowers, and everyone could see that he was unintentional, and there was a young girl with a ponytail in the direction he ran over, and at this time he also ran over.

quot; How can you be so careless? quot;

The young girl complained, watched the young man hesitate to take the last red rose in his hand, and handed the flower girl ten dollars: quot; I sold. quot;

The flower girl took the money and looked like she wanted to say something, and waited until the young man and the young girl had walked away, then she bit her lip and showed a frightened look.

quot; I sold the rest. quot;

Yu Jun took out two hundred yuan and stuffed it to the flower girl, there are about more than ten flowers in the flower basket, and the sales of red roses on Valentine's Day are always excellent. The flower girl looked down to find money, and heard Yu Jun say: quot; No need to look for it. quot;

Yu Jun held the flowers and smiled and said to Sun Yuhao: quot; Dividing your eleven flowers represents single-mindedness. quot;

The 999 roses she had sent earlier were placed in the carriage by her, and this was the second time she had sent them today.

Sun Yuhao happily held the flower, kissed Yu Jun's face, and saw Wen Lingling's three little girls giggle.

quot; You just happen to have one flower per person. quot;

Wen Jing took the flower and handed it to her sister and said: quot; Be generous, trouble is coming. quot;

Yu Jun turned his head and saw that the flower girls on the advertisement were pouring up, and he couldn't help but laugh and said: quot; That's true. quot;

To put it simply, Yu Jun bought all the flowers on the advertisement, there were about three or four hundred, and Sun Yuhao almost covered his face when he held it.

Yu Jun whispered a few words in her ear, and she smiled and walked behind Yu Jun with flowers and several couples sitting on the steps of the pool.

quot; Happy Valentine's Day! quot;

Sun Yuhao handed the flower to a strange girl, who looked at her in surprise.

quot; Happy Valentine's Day! quot;

Sun Yuhao walked towards another couple.

Wen Lingling and the others looked at it and had fun, so they grabbed some flowers to share.

Yu Junle looked at the couples with different expressions after receiving the flowers, one of them was over sixty years old, and he was particularly impressed by the happy appearance after receiving the flowers.

Finally finished dividing the flowers, Yu Jun took Sun Yuhao's hand and prepared to drive, Bingxin Bar will have a theme party, Tang Kexin and Wang Bing are waiting there.

Coming to the underground parking lot under the square, Yu Jun was about to screw the car door when he heard a crisp sound, followed by a low cry and a stern reprimand.

quot; Cry! Just know to cry! If you spend it, why don't you let that person lose money? Fortunately, someone bought all the flowers today, otherwise it depends on what you do! If you can't complete the task of 100 flowers, you won't even want to eat tomorrow! quot;

Wen Jing walked towards the place where the sound came and went, it was a corner of the parking lot, about thirty meters from this side, just blocking the view. Yu Jun and Sun Yuhao glanced at each other, both had a bad premonition, and quickly followed Wen Jing over.

quot; Still crying! Punish you for three days without food! quot;

As the cry grew louder, so did the tone of the man who spoke.

quot; Syllable! quot; Another crunch: quot; Why don't you go to your uncle and get flowers, you still have twenty flowers left for today's task...... quot;

Yu Jun walked around the corner, and saw the flower girl who had been bumped by the young man standing in front of a middle-aged woman in ordinary clothes, tears falling down in large pieces, two overlapping palm prints on her cheeks, and her thin body was trembling.

quot; What to see! quot; The middle-aged woman glared at Yu Jun fiercely.

quot; Didn't we buy flowers? What are you still beating her for? quot; Sun Yuhao said, and stepped forward with concern to pull over the good girl, and the middle-aged woman crossed her waist to stop in front and pushed her away: quot; Don't think it's great to have two stinky money, I'll beat my niece, it's your! quot;

Sun Yuhao almost fell, Yu Jun helped her in shock, frowning and looking at the middle-aged woman.

quot; Also watch a**! quot; The middle-aged woman waved her hand, waited for her hand to fall, and pulled the flower girl into the aisle.

The flower girl was caught off guard, her whole body seemed to be thrown by her, and her feet were about to leave the ground.

quot; Wait a minute, is she your niece? quot; Wen Jing's tone was very gentle.

The middle-aged woman snorted, ignoring Wen Jing and continuing to walk forward.

I saw Wen Jing suddenly run forward, and after only a few steps, she caught up with the two of them and stopped in front: quot; Let me ask you again, is she your niece? quot;

The middle-aged woman said angrily: quot; Do you need to take care of it? Who do you think you are? Are you a police officer? quot;

Wen Jing slowly opened the placket of her clothes, took out her ID and put it in front of her eyes: quot; Wen Jing, deputy captain of the Criminal Police Corps of the Public Security Department. quot;

The middle-aged woman choked, and then sprinkled: quot; Even if it's a policeman, I can take care of my niece, do I need you? Do you think the police will be able to come around? quot;

quot; Let me ask you one last time, is she your niece? quot;

quot; She was! quot; The middle-aged woman said stiffly.

quot; Yu Jun, call Chen Hailong and ask him to bring someone over, and escort them back first. quot; Wen Jing stood like this, and said lightly, she was not afraid that middle-aged women would be able to escape, and the face-to-face serial murderers had never escaped, let alone her.

Yu Jun took out his mobile phone to call Chen Hailong, it happened that he was on duty today, and the Municipal Public Security Bureau was on Xingfu Street. Three minutes later, Chen Hailong rushed to the underground parking lot under the central square with the ** on duty.

At this time, there were already a lot of people around, listening to Wen Lingling and their gossip about what had happened, and they were all angrily accusing the middle-aged woman, although she was still holding the wrist of the flower girl in her hand, but the momentum had already been discharged.

quot; Wen team. quot; Chen Hailong greeted Wen Jing first, and then signaled to Yu Jun, in his heart, Wen Jing will always be the best criminal police captain in Yunguang.

quot; Take them all back. quot; Wen Jing's temperament is calmer, and his style is still vigorous and resolute.

Five minutes later, Yu Jun sat in Chen Hailong's office drinking tea, the flower girl Xiaoxiao was being pulled by Sun Yuhao to comfort her, and Wen Lingling and the three of them were interjecting as if they were not messy enough.

The middle-aged woman was taken to the interrogation room, Wen Jing personally presided over the interrogation, and Chen Hailong watched and studied.

Xiaoxiao was very cramped and uneasy, obviously the strict atmosphere of the Public Security Bureau made her feel a lot of pressure, and it was often Sun Yuhao who said three words before she answered.

In nearly half an hour, Yu Juncai figured out the ins and outs of the future. Xiaoxiao is from Qi County, which is expected by Jun, she has a strong Qi County accent. When he was three years old, his father participated in the construction of roads in the village, accidentally fell off a cliff and died, and when he was five years old, his mother died of illness and became an orphan.

The middle-aged woman was married to the village ten years earlier, called her aunt, in fact, from the husband of the middle-aged woman, the blood relationship is not close, but in a village, anyone can be called a relative.

After the death of her parents, she had been begging in the village until last year, when a middle-aged woman took her out of the village and said she would find a job. Xiaoxiao even has a problem surviving, not to mention what kind of judgment does a girl who was only nine years old have when she came to Yunguang, and the middle-aged woman asked her to be a flower girl.

Every day as soon as it gets dark, she is asked to carry a basket of flowers to the street to sell, if she sells less than 30 flowers, she will be punished the next day, there are disobedient girls, and even the husband of a middle-aged woman is beaten to death with a belt, as for not being allowed to eat, it is a regular thing.

Fortunately, Xiaoxiao is very likable, so she was not punished too much, and she is barely able to get by nutritionally, and she sometimes picks up leftover box lunches from others to eat.

But when Xiaoxiao pulled up his trousers, he saw that his calves were full of scars from belt whipping, and Xiaoxiao said intermittently with red eyes: quot; Uncle, uncle, he beats people when he is unhappy, and he beats people when he is happy...... quot;

Wen Lingling's tears all fell, how could a girl like them, who was born with a golden key in her mouth, ever seen the people around her suffer like this.

This brute, Yu Jun slowly clenched his fists.

Wen Jing strode into the office: quot; Wait, I'll go out with the sea dragon. quot;

Through the glass window of the office, Yu Jun saw Wen Jing and Chen Hailong leaving the city bureau with more than ten ** people in three police cars.

quot; What now? Do you still want Xiaoxiao to return to Qi County? quot;

Sun Yuha's words made Yu Jun fall into deep thought, and he didn't reply for a long time, until she reached out and pushed him, he said: quot; I'll talk about it when Sister Wen and Brother Chen come back...... quot; After stopping for two seconds, Yu Jun said affirmatively, quot; Xiaoxiao won't go back to Qi County. quot;