: Eight hundred and thirty nine strange symbols

: Eight hundred and thirty nine strange symbols

From Yuanyuan's mouth, Shen Jiaxing couldn't figure out what to do. He trotted home with Yuanyuan in his arms. After all, he was still worried about the family. Something must have happened.

Jian Chunjun pointed to the pattern on the notebook and asked, "What are you drawing?"

The woman didn't even look at the notebook, but hesitantly said, "It's just for fun. I liked to draw when I was a child, and I liked to draw embroidery patterns when I had nothing to do."

The corner of Jian Chunjun's lips hooked, and he said with a sarcastic smile, "Why did you draw the house on Songyang Road in the embroidery pattern? Could it be that you plan to embroider Songyang Road?"

At first glance, this topographic map is drawn by someone who is very familiar with Songyang Road. The house number and the location of the house are very clear. A lost country woman can draw it at a glance?

Three-year-olds won't believe it!

The woman was in pain and anxiety, and pretended to be pitiful: "I see that the house here is big and beautiful. I think that I will save enough money after I paint it, and I will build this kind of house in the future. Comrade Public Security, I am not a bad person. I'll go to the hospital, I'm so sick."

"Whether you are a bad person will only be known after an investigation. When the investigation is clear, I will naturally send you to the hospital."

Jian Chunjun turned a few pages forward. They were also topographical maps, with the same drawing method, and also had strange Arabic numerals and strange markings.

What exactly does this mark mean?

Jian Chunjun raised his eyebrows. It is uncertain whether this woman is a kidnapper or not, but there is a problem. How could an ordinary country woman draw so many topographical maps?

"You go to a lot of places? What exactly do you do? Are you a refugee?" Jian Chunjun said sternly.

"No, I'm not a refugee. My man is a buyer of a commune's supply and marketing agency. Sometimes I follow him to the outside world to see and see. Comrade Public Security, I'm really not a bad person. Please take me to the hospital? Please!"

The woman lay on the ground and kowtowed loudly, and against her **** appearance, some people couldn't bear to see it, and whispered that the public security was too unkind, and they had to give it to her. People take them to the hospital!

Shen Jiaxing came in with a round drill in his arms, which shocked the woman on the ground, and hurriedly asked Shen Jiao what happened.

Shen Jiao whispered that this woman was a kidnapper and wanted to grab Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang. The old man's eyes could clearly hear it. If it wasn't for Jian Chunjun and the others, the old man would definitely give this wicked woman a few more hammers.

Shen Jiaxing pulled out the cigarettes for Jian Chunjun and the others, and said with righteous indignation, "Comrade Public Security, this woman is definitely not a good person. You don't know how many children she has kidnapped!"

The old man's eyes are quite good, and he glanced at the topographic map in Jian Chunjun's hand. He couldn't help but glanced at it curiously. The more he looked, the more wrong he felt. Why are these houses so familiar!

"Comrade, what are these pictures?" Shen Jiaxing asked curiously.

Jian Chunjun generously showed him the notebook, pointed to the word "Gongyang Road" and said, "This is the topographic map of Songyang Road."

Shen Jiaxing took the notebook and looked at it. He turned over several pages. Although the woman's words were the same as those of ghosts, he could still see it if he looked closely. Shen Jiaxing had traveled all over China, and he had seen several of them. Familiar place names, can't help frowning.

"Comrade Public Security, this Hanlin Road belongs to Nanyang City, this Denggao Alley belongs to Songxia City in the south, and this Jinfu Alley also belongs to the south. What is she doing with so many alleys? She must have bad intentions." Shen Jiaxing said.

Of course, Jian Chunjun knew that there was something wrong with this woman, but she couldn't be caught just based on these pictures. After all, there is no law that prohibits people from drawing topographic maps, right?

"Send it to the hospital to treat the wound first!"

Jian Chunjun was a little helpless. The woman's injury was not serious. If it was dragged on, it would worsen, and the impact would not be good.

Shen Jiao was anxious: "This is obviously a kidnapper, why do you have to send her to the hospital? Hurry up and arrest her!"

Shen Jiaxing also helped: "That's right, this kind of kidnapper deserves life and death, what can we save?"

The woman hated her very much, but she put on a pitiful look on her face: "I'm not a bad person. You beat me like this, and you have to pay me for medical expenses. I have no money to treat my injuries!"

"Bah, I beat you to kill the people, and you want me to compensate you for your medical expenses?"

Shen Jiao was so angry that she regretted going to the police. If she knew that the police were so meticulous, she might as well handle it herself!

He beat him hard, and then threw it at the mass grave when the moon was dark and the wind was high, he couldn't scare this stinky **** to death!

Jian Chunjun was also very helpless, but that's what the law stipulated, he had to do it, or he would be derelict of duty. Sometimes, he is not as happy as those heroes in ancient times!

Shen Jiaxing knew that now was not the time to get excited, and he had to find out what this stinky **** had to do. The key must be in these pictures, but what did J and Hua mean?

"Shhhh!"

Zhuangzhuang was a little anxious, and Shen Jiao hurriedly took off his pants for him. The little guy didn't have time to rush to the bathroom, so he urinated in front of the flower bed. Little Tintin was very tall and urinated a lot.

Shen Jiaxing looked at his baby peeing with a smile. His strong and strong pee shot farther than others, just like a fountain. After peeing, the little guy shivered, and the little **** drooped downShen Jiaxing suddenly had an epiphany, he didn't think of it!

"Comrade Public Security, I know what this picture means. This woman must be a kidnapper. You must arrest her."

Shen Jiaxing was very excited, hugged Zhuang Zhuang who had not put on his pants, pointed his little bird at Jian Chunjun, then pointed at the J's mark, and asked, "Do you look like it?"

Jian Chunjun patted his forehead, why didn't he think of it?

This little guy, Zhuangzhuang, doesn't know how to be shy at all. Seeing the grandfather staring at his little Dingding, he pointed at his little Dingding and said, "Grandpa, baby!"

Everyone burst into laughter, the little guy is so cute, Shen Jiaxing kissed Zhuang Zhuang on the face, put him down, put on his pants again, and joked: "Zhuang Zhuang's baby has to be put away, and no one else can steal it. what!"

"Well, put it away!"

Zhuang Zhuang nodded solemnly, with a naive expression.

With Shen Jiaxing's reminder, Jian Chunjun could see the pictures at a glance, and asked the audience, "Does anyone live at No. 56?"

"Yes, my house is No. 56, what's wrong?" An old lady stood up.

"Do you have two male dolls and one female doll?" Jian Chunjun asked.

The old lady nodded in surprise: "Yes, two grandsons and one granddaughter!"

Jian Chunjun asked again, "Is the family of No. 68 there?"

"exist!"

"Does your family have a boy and a girl?"

"That's right!"

……

Jian Chunjun even asked several households, and all of them explained the situation of their children clearly, which was true at all. Everyone was amazed, and they felt that they were the police, and every household knew what kind of baby they had.