After looking around, there was no one to pick up the stubble, and it was estimated that it was impossible to find anything more. Zhang Jiujiu looked at the waitress standing at the cash register and said, "Can you help me call the police?" My sister must have been robbed. ”

"Give you a call, I'll call myself." The waitress standing inside the cash register pushed the phone. It's not that she doesn't want to help with this, it's that she doesn't know the situation of Zhang Jiujiu's sister.

Zhang Jiujiu dialed 110 and told the other party in detail what had just happened. I also gave a general description of what a few people said. Zhang Nier's appearance and characteristics were also introduced.

After making this call, Zhang Jiujiu called the phone number of his home and Master's antique shop respectively, but no one answered, and it is estimated that Master has not come back yet. Putting down the phone, Zhang Jiujiu rubbed his hands anxiously. I can only wait here, what else can I do?

A waiter took a glass of white water and handed it to Zhang Jiujiu's hand. "Don't worry, kid, the police will find your sister." The waiter was still there and comforted, "You sit there and rest for a while, drink some water, and the police uncle will be there in a while." ”

"yes, don't be in a hurry, let's sit there and wait. We don't know where they've gone, and we can't find them. Gu Xiaosong is usually very introverted and not very comfortable with people, but he has regarded Zhang Jiujiu as his good brother. Zhang was sad for a long time, and his heart was not comfortable.

"You wait here first, I'll go to your house, and when your master comes back, I'll tell him." Sun Jicai is indeed not bad, at this time he has already put aside his long-term holiday with Zhang Jiu. He felt that this was the righteousness and that he had to do it.

"Thank you, Brother Cai." This is the first time since the two of them met, Zhang Jiujiu was not so strong, and he also made up his brother. Who let this have something to do with my sister?

Sun Jicai took the key and went to Zhang Jiujiu's house, waiting for Master Zhang Jiujiu's return. Gu Xiaosong accompanied Zhang Jiujiu to wait for the arrival of the police at the roller skating rink. Neither of them was in the mood to roller skate anymore.

The other people around also comforted each other and went their separate ways. Zhang Jiujiu and Gu Xiaosong sat on the sofa in the leisure area. There was boiled water sent by the waiter in front of them, and neither of them spoke, just staring at the glass in front of them in a daze.

The waitress who was standing at the cash register before also sat on Zhang Jiujiu's left side at this time, caressing Zhang Jiujiu's shoulder with her hand, and almost hugged Zhang Jiujiu in her arms.

The waitress's proud firm breasts are still quite soft, but at this time, she doesn't have the heart to use her crooked brain, and she only thinks about her sister.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the sound of a siren broke the silence here. Two policemen walked upstairs and headed straight for the counter. The cashier's position has been changed to one person standing there.

"We are from the Pedestrian Street Police Station, who called the police just now?" The policeman who came up said directly to the waiter at the cash register.

"I'm waiting in the lounge." For the police's impoliteness, the waiter didn't have a good face, but he didn't want to be offended, so he had to go back stupidly.

"Is that the police you called? Name, age, tell me what happened. After receiving Zhang Jiujiu's indication that he was the police he had reported, the policeman who asked him said coldly.

"I brought my sister and my friends to roller skate. Then we went in to stock up and change our shoes. When I came out, I heard my sister shouting for help. We heard the sound and ran after it, but we didn't see anyone. Zhang Jiujiu replied simply, as for the bet with Sun Jicai, it had nothing to do with this matter, and he didn't talk to the police much.

"Describe in detail the physical characteristics of the person." There was no expression on the policeman's face, just a routine question.

"My sister is eight years old, and her hair is here, with pigtails and bangs." Zhang Jiujiu's right hand gestured a little below the shoulder, and in order to be more vivid, his hand tried to reach behind him. The other hand is placed on the forehead above the eyebrows.

The policeman signaled that he understood, and told him to continue. Another policeman held a folder in one hand and a pen in the other, and looked down to write it down. Feeling that Zhang Jiujiu was thinking about showing himself, he glanced at it, lowered his head and continued to write something, probably describing the length of the girl's hair.

"She's about the same height as me, and her face is about the same shape as this sister." He pointed to the waiter next to him. "It's going to be smaller." Zhang Jiujiu pondered for a moment and added.

"I'm not fat or thin, I have dimples on one side and I don't have them on the other. I can't remember exactly where it was. Well, I often use my left hand to tap her dimples, yes, I think it's on her right. Zhang Jiujiu closed his eyes and recalled, while raising his left hand to look for the feeling of his sister's dimples, and then said affirmatively.

"She's wearing a tracksuit, beige pink, the kind that doesn't have a zipper, and goes straight in. Oh, and there's a half-cut zipper, from here to the neck. There's such a big Jamie mouse in the belly, it's dancing, that's the kind of action. Behind it is Tom's big face. ”

Zhang Jiujiu said while cooperating with a few demonstrations. After all, he is still a child less than ten years old, and his childish movements are so cute.

"She must have changed her shoes. One fell out of there, and there it was. Zhang Jiujiu led the police to the position of the staircase and pointed to the place of the garbage can. The shoes have been taken away by the waiter and the garbage has been taken away.

"The trash can was knocked over." Zhang Jiujiu tried to be as detailed as possible, he wanted the police to find his sister as soon as possible. But I didn't notice that the policeman standing next to me had already heard impatiently.

They just walked around the process, came to the scene to have a look, to understand the situation. If you want to investigate the case, you have to wait for orders. Besides, it won't necessarily be sent to them. They only questioned and recorded, and they didn't look anxious about the parties at all. How could they have thought that such a big robbery would happen in such a safe city center?

The policeman who questioned him glanced in the direction that Zhang Jiujiu was pointing, and then looked carefully around the trash can, trying to find clues. Don't look at his bad attitude, he still has a very good way of handling cases. Now that he is being put in the police station as a small policeman, he is somewhat aggrieved.

The policeman who questioned him was originally from the Criminal Investigation Division, but he was put on small shoes and sent down because he didn't ask for instructions in advance when he was doing business. In fact, the operation was very successful, but when they came back with someone, the leader didn't know anything.

It happened that the leaders on the street came to inspect, and when they asked, the leader was obviously a shell. He took the initiative to make a report and relieve the siege. Although the leader praised him in person, he wrote it down in his heart. Some time ago, the Pedestrian Street Police Station asked for support, and he was "voluntarily".

"When you called the police, you said someone had seen someone talking to your sister?" The policeman and Zhang Jiujiu returned to the leisure area and continued to ask.

"Comrade policeman, I've seen it, and it was the start time when I registered that person, and it was also the money I collected." The waiter sitting next to Zhang Jiujiu also stood up with him.

"And what's your name? You elaborate on the person's situation and what happened at the time. The questioning policeman's head tilted slightly, looking at the waitress.

"My name is Ma Wenfang." The waitress repeated what she had told Zhang Jiujiu before.

"Anything else you've discovered?" Seeing that the answers of the two men were over, the policeman who questioned him inadvertently looked around for a week.

"Uh, uh, comrade policeman," the other waiter wanted to call Officer So-and-so, but found that neither of the two policemen had introduced themselves from beginning to end.

She had no choice but to raise her hand, "Comrade policeman, I saw the little girl following behind the woman, as if she was chatting. I didn't see the rest. ”

"Oh, by the way, the woman borrowed the phone on the counter before that. After a minute or two, I spoke as if it were Japanese. Ma Wenfang suddenly added.

"What? Speaking Japanese? Can you be sure? The policeman who questioned him had not said anything, and the policeman who was taking notes next to him had a series of questions.

The policeman who was questioning turned his head suspiciously, and looked at the policeman who was taking notes with an inquiring gaze. Although he was "assigned" to the police station, after all, his qualifications and strength are there. This sight is also quite intimidating.

"Oh, sir, if that woman is really a Japanese national, then there may be a big problem. I'll report back to you when I get back. The policeman who made the record was still very afraid of the policeman who questioned him, knowing that this was an iron-fisted man, upright, and with a big temper, but he didn't dare to provoke it, for fear of offending this living Hades.

"It's Japanese, and I've watched a TV drama about Wakoku. The tone and accent were all similar. That's right. Ma Wenfang replied affirmatively.

"Well, the situation you said is very important, we have made a note of it, thank you for your cooperation." The policeman who questioned him was rarely polite.

After doing all this work, the police officer who recorded the record asked the people who had just spoken to sign each other, wrote down their contact numbers and home addresses, took out their cameras and took a few pictures in several of the mentioned locations before leaving.

"What happened to the Japanese people?" When they came to the car, the police who questioned them couldn't wait to understand the situation.

"Boss, I don't know what the specifics are, and I don't know what case is related to them. But one of my buddies probably mentioned a few things when I was drinking, and they found out that there are a few special Japanese people in our city. They seem to be looking for something, but they don't know exactly what they're looking for. My buddy doesn't have any evidence there, just suspicions. They're looking into it right now. He didn't dare to hide the leader's concern, and answered truthfully.