Let's just say that half a month ago, a female reader wrote that a pair of old people across the door of her house had lost their granddaughter, and on the day she lost the child, she happened to go downstairs to throw out the garbage, as if she saw a man with a beard, holding a child out of the alley.

She didn't think much about it at the time, but not long after she returned home, she heard that her neighbor had lost her child, so she kept suspecting that she might be careless and let the traffickers go.

The two elderly people in the neighborhood died of illness more than a year ago, and the daughter-in-law was fine at first, but then somehow, there was a problem with her brain, always thinking that her husband was still alive, and she was immersed in her own world all day long.

Now the family only relies on their old two to mend shoes outside, one to work as a domestic helper, to support the daughter-in-law and the little granddaughter who is only five years old, and now they have lost their own children, the two old people wash their faces with tears all day long, and the neighbors are very sympathetic, female readers are particularly uneasy, and they can't sleep for a few nights.

Fang Ruohua received the letter, went to meet the female reader in person, sketched a portrait of the suspected abductor and the little girl according to her description, and then wrote a special report in the column, calling on the people of Quanyang City to help find it.

If that person hadn't escaped from Yangcheng, maybe he would have found the child. Even if they couldn't find it, they always tried their best, and I think the female reader would have felt better.

But I never thought that the people of this era are more enthusiastic than the people of Fang Ruohua's own era, and it may be that her writing level has grown, and she will sensationalize, which has stimulated the sympathy in everyone's hearts.

That kidnapper really didn't leave Yangcheng, but that person seemed to be a veteran, with first-class kung fu in escaping, and he also disguised himself, and he also had some connections in the local underworld, so he almost let him get out of the city!

can catch this crutch, Fang Ruohua and a group of fans in the live broadcast room, it is really proud, although those fans don't know that they caught a real crutch, but they are helping with that strength to admit defeat.

Fang Ruohua had an idea at that time, put out all the cameras in his hand, and searched for them according to the collected information, especially the several city gates in Yangcheng, and several cameras were arranged for each city gate to monitor.

There are a lot of surveillance videos, densely packed with people, relying on Fang Ruohua to watch it alone, she may not be able to watch it when she is tired, but behind the screen, there are more than 3,000 active fans.

Now there are only more than 20,000 people who pay attention to Fang Ruohua's live broadcast room, of which more than 3,000 are hardcore, they have to follow up every day, interact in real time, these fans are also interesting, I heard Fang Ruohua ask them to help find someone, and I really did it, and I also formed a group by myself, divided labor and cooperated, and pulled a lot of relatives and friends to help together.

Within two days, I didn't know what Xu Mo thought, but he really searched out the people who were queuing up out of the city from the east gate.

Fang Ruohua hurriedly asked Mr. Lu for help, and finally held the person down at the next moment when the other party was about to escape.

That guy's skills are really good, and he has turned himself into such a thing that he may not even be able to recognize his own mother at a glance.

Xu Mo did good deeds without leaving a name, he didn't say a word, and he was so proud that he was so proud that he showed a lot of theoretical knowledge in the live broadcast room, which made a group of fans bow down!

After saying a lot, Su Xing actually muttered in his heart, and cold sweat rolled down, "Is this Fang Family's Amer human!" That head can definitely be compared to a computer. ”

He had been a police officer for seven or eight years, and he was a professional, and he knew better than anyone what kind of analytical skills it would take to find a person in disguise from such a complex environment, or to use a portrait that I don't know how accurate it was.

At least none of the experts in their police department have such good skills.

"In this small live broadcast room, there is actually Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!" Su Xing pressed his eyebrows and decided to pay more attention to Fang Sanmei's live broadcast in the future.

In any case, a group of fans is very satisfied.

"Whew, I'm really nervous!"

"That little girl's acting skills are so good, and the old man's acting skills are also good, so much so that I believe that I really helped catch a kidnapper and save other people's poor female dolls."

"I believe it, I'm still trembling with excitement!"

"What's the situation, isn't this anti-abduction operation real? I thought you guys were really helping the police fight abduction! ”

……

Mr. Jin read every issue of the newspaper, and at this time he also talked to Gu Changsheng about what Fang Ruohua had done.

"She should have her own source, and that's interesting, well!"

It's no wonder that he is curious, he himself is engaged in intelligence work, although he can't see it on the surface, and most of his foundation in Yangcheng has been overturned, and now the people left are only dormant and dormant, and those who can't be dormant should be withdrawn as soon as possible, and there are very few that can be used. Now that he vaguely guessed that the Fang family's power was not small, he felt even more excited.

There is no way, there are too few people who can use it.

"How about Fangjiazhuang, you have also seen it with your own eyes, Fang Xiao and his wife are both enlightened people, and they are worth fighting for, since they have this origin at this time, they can't miss it."

When they were discussing with great interest, Fang Ruohua was looking at a letter and sighed.

The letter is only half a page, and there are stains on the back, it was Shao Ping who went to cut clothes that day, and happened to meet Mr. Jin and asked Mr. Jin to help bring it to her.

The handwriting on the letter is crooked, very immature, as if it has just learned a little, it is mostly a homely word of greetings, and the word "bitter" is not mentioned, but between the lines, there are worries, which makes people feel depressed when they read it.

Fang Ruohua silently stuffed the letter in the box and put it away.

Time passed day by day, the summer was coming to an end, and it was about to start school, Fang Ruohua took advantage of the free time, and another famous teacher taught from time to time, and even shortened the time for writing, and sat on the hillside every day to paint.

Speaking of which, she was still inspired by the 'abduction' of that day, and the small cameras in her hands were scattered a lot every day, wandering around the entire Yangcheng, taking pictures of the beautiful scenery and food, the endless crowd of pedestrians, the rickshaw drivers squatting on the ground and chatting about gossip, the parents who beat their children on rainy days, the idlers wearing coats and carrying bird cages, the smoky smoke halls, the brightly lit song and dance halls, and the bastards who collect protection money or fight......

Taking pictures, taking screenshots, Fang Ruohua drew them all little by little, and all kinds of strange social realities jumped on the paper.

At first, he didn't paint well, and was sprayed by Mr. Jin all day long, and then slowly, Mr. Jin's words became less and less, and he became very silent, and finally one day, he put on a straight face, sighed and said to Ruohua: "You are not hard enough and diligent in painting, and you still have spirituality, but now in this world, it is useless to paint, write your articles well, teach your books...... Hey, it's a pity, it's a pity, you weren't born at a good time. ”

Fang Ruohua ignored him, anyway, this is just talking, should he still be willing to instruct.