Chapter 8 What About Your Family?

"Hitomi kid, if you want to sleep, we won't go out to play!" Lin Yanqiao raised his voice in an attempt to wake up his son.

"Huh?" Lin Tong opened his eyes and looked at the scenery outside in a little fog, "Have we arrived?" ”

"It's almost there, don't sleep now, or you won't be able to sleep at night." Lin Yanqiao said.

Lin Tong rubbed his eyes, opened his eyelids with his fingers, and stared at the scenery in front of him.

After Lin Yanqiao parked the car, he let go of his seat belt and got out of the car, and obediently held Lin Yanqiao's hand.

This kid is still very well-behaved. Lin Yanqiao thought with relief.

The next second after thinking about it, Lin Tong shouted, "Go play!" He let go of his hand and ran away.

"Lin Tong! Slow down! Lin Yanqiao hurriedly chased after him, and before he took two steps, he twisted his foot and fell to the ground, and after being helped up, there was no trace of Lin Tong in the huge park......

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"Mr. Luo, then it's up to you to take care of it this time."

"Mr. He has lifted me up, and I still have to learn more from my elders." Luo Zongjin looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was already graying and said politely.

"Where is it, Mr. Luo, you are better than blue, why do you need us old men?"

Luo Zongjin socialized with them, until everyone drove away, and then changed his face in a second, looking at the leaving crowd with a mocking face.

He was about to get into his car when he saw a child in the park across the street from the hotel.

Most of this area is a place where the elderly will pass by for a morning run, and it is too strange for a child to appear at night.

Luo Zong took a closer look, opened his car door, and drove a distance away, and the round head of a little boy was always in his head.

He increased the throttle and was about to leave, but he frowned at the thought of the human trafficker incident that his secretary had recently talked about.

Obviously, he is so indifferent that he almost doesn't care about other people's lives or deaths, and he has no feelings for children, but he has a strange mood at this moment.

He took a big turn and drove back.

"Child, where is your family?" Luo Zongjin slowed down and slowly followed the child, and was a little surprised when he saw the child's face.

This child is seven or eight points similar to him when he was a child.

Is this fate?

"What's the family?" Lin Tong looked at him suspiciously.

Although his mother and grandmother taught him Chinese since he was a child, he still can't figure out the slang that many Chinese people are used to.

"It's your parents, the ones who take care of you."

"Oh, my grandmother's name is Xiuxiu, she is 50 years old, and my mother's name is ......"

"Forget it," Luo Zongjin interrupted him, "where are your mother and grandmother?" ”

"Grandma is at home, mom should be at ...... At...... I didn't know, I was separated from her! After speaking, he smiled toothily, as if he was proud of taking a little red flower in kindergarten.

"You get in the car first." Luo Zongjin said, "I'll send you home, do you know where your home is?" ”

Lin Tong looked at him suspiciously: "How do I know if you are a human trafficker?" Grandma said you can't go with strangers. ”

"I'm not a human trafficker, I'm a kind uncle who wants to send you home." Luo Zongjin rarely showed a sincere and gentle smile.

This child looks too similar to him when he was a child, and it inexplicably makes him feel some closeness.

Lin Tong looked at him suspiciously, and finally opened the door and got into the car unsuspectingly: "You have white teeth, you are definitely not a human trafficker." ”

In fact, Luo Zongjin didn't understand what the traffickers had to do with yellow teeth and white teeth, but he could see that the child's parents' safety awareness was very weak.

"Where's your home?"

"In the United States." Lin Tong thought for a moment after speaking, "Or is it called the United Kingdom?" Anyway, it's America, Chinese I don't know...... What is it......? ”

It's still a fake foreign devil.

Seeing that his thoughts were getting more and more drifting, Luo Zongjin spoke again: "Then where do you live in China?" ”

"Staying in Building 9 717."

"9 buildings in which neighborhood?"

"9 buildings in my community."

"......" Luo Zongjin slowly started the car, "I'll send you to the police station." ”

Lin Tong sat in the car and looked at the scenery outside, and couldn't help but ask, "What time is it now, uncle?" Why is there no one anymore? ”

"Because it's eleven o'clock."

"Oh, then I've got to get home quickly, or mom and grandma will be worried." Lin Tong said worriedly.

"And what about your dad?"

"Daddy is dead." Lin Tong replied, his tone was not a little sad, maybe he still didn't understand what it meant to die, "Mom said he died to protect us." ”

"Then your dad is amazing." Luo Zong replied closely, his eyes softened a little.

He took Lin Tong to complete the registration at the police station, and the police soon contacted Lin Tong's mother.

In the process, the police also confirmed several times whether the child was his, and they even suspected that Luo Zongjin did not want his own child, and was ready to throw the child at the police station.

In the end, Luo Zong said "Who ran to the police station and threw the child?" I went back.

Seeing Lin Tong calmly talking to his mother on the phone, Luo Zongjin smiled, different from the usual fake smile, this time it was a really happy smile.

"Are you afraid?" After Lin Tong hung up the phone, he went over and asked.

Lin Tong shook his head: "Mom said that the police catch bad guys and ghosts, and I'm safe here."

"We don't catch ghosts, we only catch bad guys." A policeman laughed from behind.

Lin Tong nodded and said seriously: "I know, you can't tell this secret, otherwise the secret won't be a secret." ”