Guna on the side heard Saturday's words, but laughed: "It's true that the children are pitiful, but sadly, they couldn't be born in a good family." ”

When I saw these children on Saturday, I was already very upset, but after Guna said this, it was like a small flame falling in the hay, and the fire suddenly burst into flames.

"Yes, how can we have the reincarnation of the eldest lady of your polar group!" After speaking, he didn't forget to glare at Guna.

Gu Na just wanted to refute it, only to hear Wu Wenhui on the side beckoning to Saturday, signaling her not to be angry, and then said slowly: "Gu Na is indeed right when she says this, this was originally the garbage disposal center of Tianhai City, and the people of Tianhai City once launched a fundraiser to solve the problem of these foreign populations. ”

Seeing that Saturday chose to continue listening, Wu Wenhui said again: "Most of the outsiders here come here to wander, and Gu Zhiping originally donated money to build a reception center to take in these homeless people and children. This kind of thing is where money burns, but he doesn't think about it so much. As a result, the group of outsiders knew the news and did not choose to receive it, but put on a scoundrel look, reaching out to the Polar Group to ask for money for the demolition. ”

After listening to it on Saturday, he also opened his mouth wide in shock, looking at the group of people who were playing cards in front of him with a face full of disbelief.

Saturday's heart suddenly lost sympathy for the group of guys in front of him, and when he looked at the group of homeless people who were basking in the sun, he felt a wave of disgust in his heart.

"Okay Saturday, don't be bored there, we still have a task." Wu Wenhui patted Saturday on the shoulder, signaled to her: Don't take this matter to heart, and immediately rushed towards Guna in front.

There was not only garbage all around, but also simple peasants, and at this time the sun was about to set, and some peasants walked towards their homes with a dirty towel around their necks and hoes in their hands.

Wu Wenhui turned and walked towards a simple farmer, still holding a pack of cigarettes in his hand.

When the old man saw Wu Wenhui coming over with an enthusiastic face, he also put down his hoe, as if he wanted to meet an old friend.

The old man saw Wu Wenhui stretching out his hand and handed over a cigarette, which was also hehe, wiped his hands with his coat that had long been stained with muddy water, put the cigarette in his mouth, and then took out a box of matches from his pocket, ready to light the cigarette on Wu Wenhui's mouth first.

Wu Wenhui didn't put up a stand at all, the two were like old friends, squatting in the field and chatting familiarly.

"Brother, have we had any strange things happen in the past few days?"

"What do you mean by bizarre?" The old man looked at Wu Wenhui with a confused expression.

"Is there anything abnormal happening in our village recently?"

"Oh, if you say that, the old Zhang's cow in our village died suddenly yesterday, and the second fool of the next village, his son, didn't know what to smoke recently, and he sang on the mountain at night, and we couldn't sleep well because of the noise......"

The old man was like he hadn't had a routine with someone else for a long time, and he sat on the ground with Wu Wenhui and chattered non-stop.

Just when everyone was drowsy as they listened, they only heard the old man take a puff of his own paper cigarette and say to Wu Wenhui: "We have a lot of pork here recently, and it's all the fucking post office." ”

When Wu Wenhui heard this, he also cheered up and asked what was going on with the old man.

"In our nearby village, we basically rely on writing letters when there is a problem, so the business of the post office is very good. Recently, I have recruited a few postmen, and the postman is a good job, just riding a bicycle around every day, and there is money to get, and the most important thing is that every time I deliver a letter, I can also eat a meal of white rice. ”

When Wu Wenhui heard this, he also looked at the old man in front of him in confusion, thinking about what this matter had to do with the rise in pork prices.

"There was a melon baby in that group of young men, and on the first day he came to the post office, he was noisy about eating meat, and the leader would definitely not open a small stove for him alone, so he only gave the kid a piece of pickle gnocchi. But the kid said that he didn't do anything, he just wanted to eat meat, and said that if he didn't have meat, he wouldn't do his job. ”

In the end, the leaders discussed a countermeasure, that is, if the kid wanted to eat meat, he would not have the money to work. originally wanted that kid to be honest, but I didn't expect that kid to really agree. ”

When Wu Wenhui heard this, he suddenly realized in his heart. This person is really axial, he has received a salary, and he can't eat as much meat as he wants? Well, everyone at the post office eats meat together, how many pieces are left in his mouth?

"Just because that kid is so stirring up, the price of pork in our ten miles and eight villages has started to rise recently. Originally, I could get a little meat every week, but now I can only change it to a month. When the old man thought of this, he also smashed the muck under his feet with his fist.

It wasn't until the sun had set that the old man picked up the hoe and said goodbye to Wu Wenhui.

"Wu Ju, why have you been chatting with this old man for so long? We showed our ID and asked the villagers directly, and we asked a bunch of nonsense here, and wasted so much of our time. Bao Zheng said as he raised his wrist and glanced at the watch in his hand.

Fang Lubai also raised his hand and glanced at it: "The chat took twenty-eight minutes, and in these twenty-eight minutes, we have already mastered enough clues, so this is much faster than visiting and collecting information, and the most important thing is that we will not startle the snake." ”

Bao Zheng also looked confused, he was listening to it just now, why didn't he find any valuable clues? He looked at Wu Wenhui with a stomach full of questions.

But Wu Wenhui smiled mysteriously and motioned for Fang Lubai to continue.

Fang Lubai put his hand in his trouser pocket, looked at the village that was smoking in the distance, and then said: "That old man has already said very clearly just now, about the strange dead cow, about the fool who sang in the middle of the night, and the postman with an unusual brain, they are all clues!" After speaking, he also took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

"It's worthy of studying psychology, any clue can become a clue in your head." After listening to Fang Lubai's words, Wu Wenhui also gave him a thumbs up.

Looking at the sun that was already setting in the distance, Fang Lubai raised his left hand and glanced at his watch. He needs time now, no, I should say that the three cops who were trapped need time now. But the situation at the moment is not optimistic!