The mobile phone shows the landline number of the police station. Wang Shen looked at the number on his mobile phone and frowned slightly, it seemed that there was something new.

"Hey, yes, I'm at the police station. What the? Who? Where is it? Okay, I'll come right over. When he said this, Wang Shen's voice became louder and louder, and his tone became more and more surprised.

Waiting for Wang Shen to hang up the phone, Liang Zichen looked at Wang Shen and asked in surprise: "Team Wang, what's wrong?" ”

"The kid came to the door."

After listening to Wang Shen's words, Liang Zichen leaned on his mouth and asked again: "Huh? What did you say? ”

"Han Lin's child is at the police station." Wang Shen rushed out of the car and briefly repeated his answer.

Liang Zichen followed closely with Wang Shen, and the tense expression on his face suddenly relaxed. Liang Zichen smiled and said, "Dean Fu Ju finally figured it out, originally, calling the police was her best choice." ”

Wang Shen's footsteps paused, then glanced back at Liang Zichen, and only said two words: "No." After finishing speaking, Wang Shen turned his head and walked quickly towards the public security building.

"Isn't it?" Liang Zichen muttered to himself. At the moment, Wang Shen is far away from him. Liang Zichen immediately trotted all the way to keep up with Wang Shen. But Liang Zichen was full of doubts about Wang Shen's answer.

Liang Zichen could probably understand what Wang Shen meant. The word "not" is a negation of the speculation Liang Zichen just gave. However, since Dean Fu Ju did not come to the police station to report the case, why did Han Lin's child appear here?

Who sent this child? How could Dean Fu Ju rest assured that his child would come here alone? Unless...... Could it be that Dean Fu Ju has been? This is the worst outcome that Liang Zichen can think of at the moment.

Wang Shen walked into the office building and came to the back office. The door of the office was open, and when Wang Shen walked into the office, he saw two policemen surrounding a child, constantly teasing him.

The two policemen saw Wang Shen walk in, and then immediately stood up straight and saluted Wang Shen.

Wang Shen waved his hand, and then his eyes fell on the child. This is a little boy, about five or six years old, with a puffy face, and he looks very well-behaved. The little boy was sitting alone in a chair, eating ravioli with a bowl in his hands.

At this time, a policeman walked up to Wang Shen's side, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered to Wang Shen: "This child seems to be hungry, so we bought him a bowl of wontons." But I didn't expect him to eat by himself at such a young age, and we didn't have to worry about it at all. ”

Wang Shen listened to the words of the police and looked at the little boy in front of him in a trance. The movements of the little boy's hands did not stop at all, and he was still carefully pulling the wontons into his mouth.

"Team King." Liang Zichen noticed Wang Shen's strangeness, and then softly called Wang Shen's name.

Wang Shen finally came back to his senses. Wang Shen walked to the little boy's side, squatted down slightly, looked at the little boy, and asked with a smile: "Children, are the wontons delicious?" ”

The little boy was surprisingly quiet, and now that he heard Wang Shen talking to himself, he immediately put down the spoon in his hand, looked at Wang Shen with two big watery eyes, and then nodded. After a while, the little boy saw that Wang Shen had not spoken for a long time, so he lowered his head again and began to eat the rest of the wontons.

Wang Shen felt that at the age of five or six, a little boy should not be so calm and mature. The crying and willfulness that should be there at this age are not at all in the little boy in front of him. The maturity that is much more mature than the age makes people feel more distressed to watch.

Wang Shen moved a chair and sat next to the little boy, but he didn't disturb the little boy, just quietly watched him eat wontons. During this period, the little boy would occasionally glance at Wang Shen. Maybe it's because the smile on Wang Shen's face that always reassures the little boy.

It didn't take long for the little boy to finish the bowl of ravioli. When the little boy picked up the bowl and kept drinking the soup, Wang Shen gently put his hand on the edge of the bowl. The little boy looked at Wang Shen with his big eyes open.

Wang Shen smiled and said softly to the little boy: "Let's not drink this soup, will my uncle take you to eat it later?" ”

The little boy blinked his big watery eyes twice, then turned his head to look at the three people standing behind him, and finally returned his gaze to Wang Shen's face and nodded.

Wang Shen smiled and touched the little boy's head with his hand. On the phone just now, the logistics police would call Wang Shen directly because they found a piece of paper in the little boy's hand. And there was a mobile phone number written on this piece of paper, and later I found that this mobile phone number turned out to be Wang Shen's.

Only then did Wang Shen confirm through speculation that the little boy in front of him should be Han Lin's child. And when Wang Shen went to the "Spicy Restaurant" for the first time to investigate, he gave his number to Han Lin. At that time, Han Lin should have taken precautions.

Han Lin should have given his number to Dean Fu Ju, and explained that Dean Fu Ju could call Wang Shen if anything happened. And now the little boy appeared at the police station with this number, which should be arranged by Dean Fu Ju.

Wang Shen looked at the little boy with a smile and said, "Uncle, can I ask you a few questions?" ”

The little boy looked at Wang Shen, and a smile appeared on his face for the first time. Then, the little boy nodded slightly.

Wang Shen saw the little boy's reaction, smiled again and touched the little boy's head. "Kid, tell your uncle first, how did you get here?"

"My grandmother sent me." The little boy responded to Wang Shen's question in a baby's voice.

When Liang Zichen heard this answer, he suddenly became a little excited, took a step forward, and asked directly, "Your grandmother?" What's your grandmother's name? ”

Probably because of his excitement, Liang Zichen's tone of voice was a little anxious, and his expression became a little scary. The little boy glanced at Liang Zichen's expression, and the slight smile on his face suddenly disappeared. The little boy avoided Liang Zichen's gaze and fell silent.

Wang Shen stood up from the chair, turned his back to the little boy, then looked at Liang Zichen with a cold expression, and whispered, "Go out." ”

Although Wang Shen said these two words in a small voice, he used an irresistible tone. These two words are not so much a request as an order from a superior to a subordinate. Liang Zichen suddenly came back to his senses, he had never seen Wang Shen's cold expression. Liang Zichen didn't say anything, turned around and left the office. The two policemen standing on the side swallowed their saliva unconsciously when they looked at Wang Shen's expression. Could this be the legendary iron-masked detective?

Wang Shen closed his eyes slightly, adjusted his emotions, and then turned to face the little boy again. Now, Wang Shen's face is full of smiles. Wang Shen comforted the little boy for a few words, and then asked, "Can you tell me what your grandmother's name is?" ”