Trafford’s Trading Club

Ren Ziling was in the car, watching Ma Houde and Lin Feng walking back dejectedly... grabbing a middle-aged man who looked like a homeless man, and quickly got out of the car.

"Huh? You brought such a person back like this?"

Mahoude shook his head and said in frustration: "Forget it, she left here before we came. I think she felt someone was observing her... maybe she recognized you."

Ren Ziling remembered that she and Zhao Ru had indeed been in contact.

"I've been as careful as possible... this woman is really powerful." Ren Ziling couldn't help but exclaimed in wonder, and said helplessly: "What should we do?"

"There is no other way." Mahoude shook his head and said, "We can only add more manpower and check other homeless settlements in the city."

Lin Feng said blankly: "Mr. Zhao Ru already knows that we found her in a place like this. Do you think she will sneak into other homeless settlements?"

"Then what if we gave up the investigation because we thought she was not in a place like this, but she actually sneaked into a place like this?" Mahoude rolled his eyes and said: "We cannot let go of any possibility. As police officers, we are constantly trying to Find even the tiniest clue in what seems like useless work!”

Ren Ziling patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and said: "Your horse is stuffing money into your pocket. Why don't you thank him and treat him to dinner? By the way, I know there is a good one nearby. Let's choose another day." It’s better to hit the sun, today!”

Lin Feng rolled his eyes and said, "And I invite you by the way, right? Auntie!"

"You are so smart!" Ren Ziling blinked and said, "Can you pack it? My Luo Qiu hasn't eaten it yet!"

"..."

Lin Feng always felt that he might have to eat dirt this month... So he looked at Ma Houde sadly, but he didn't expect that Ma Houde actually made a phone call at this moment.

"Hello? Wife, I'm not going home for dinner tonight. Yeah, Lin Feng has dinner, right..."

Ma privater, you can't do this! !

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Later.

Ren Ziling took off her shoes when she got home. Someone shouted at the door: "Boy? Luo Qiu? Boss Luo Qiu? Are you there? Have you cooked? I brought you some food."

Normally Ren Ziling would not get a response. She was accustomed to it and walked directly into Luo Qiu's room.

I saw that Luo Qiu didn't turn on the light in the room, but just turned on a desk lamp and sat there, looking at a photo album.

"What are you looking at?"

Luo Qiu closed the photo album, put it back in the drawer, and said calmly: "It's nothing, just some graduation photos from the past."

"Graduation photos..."

Ren Ziling was a little dazed. Even at her age, she would have memories of her youth. But the moment of trance is quick, "Something to eat? There's sweet and sour pork ribs from 'Meet Jiangnan'! A feast invited by your Uncle Ma's men!"

This is one of Boss Luo's favorite dishes. Luo Qiu took it and walked out of the room and said, "Why did you go to that place?"

"Hey, don't mention it." Ren Ziling was a little frustrated. She talked about what happened during the day, and then said very emphatically: "I really stayed in the car honestly! If you don't believe me, you can ask Lao Ma!"

"A homeless person?" After hearing this, Luo Qiu lowered his head and muttered.

"What did you think of?" Ren Ziling's eyes lit up.

"What would I have thought of?"

Ren Ziling shrugged... Of course she didn't think Luo Qiu would think of anything. Then she sighed and sat down, supporting her chin with both hands, and said rather plaintively: "Poor my intelligence fee... This old horse is dead You're so stingy, you actually said you didn't catch him! But you managed to catch a car thief? You didn't even give me a hundred yuan! Is he a human?"

"I'm going to heat up the dishes and get some rice. You're not full." Luo Qiu said calmly.

"How do you know?" Ren Ziling said in shock.

Luo Qiu: "Would you like to eat?"

"hey-hey……"

Deputy Editor Ren smiled coquettishly, glanced at the balcony with squinting eyes, and said proactively: "Ah, you didn't put away the clothes today! I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Boss Luo shook his head and took out a few plates.

With so many boxes of vegetables, he not only knew that Ren Ziling was not full, but probably Uncle Ma was not full either.

At first glance, you can tell that this is a complete dish that has been cooked upside down.

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They work when the sun rises and rest when the sun sets. They are like each part of the city's clock that inherits the oldest living time of mankind.

Not many people would notice the scavengers sleeping here...no one would notice these small, humble parts of the city clock.

They don't even know each other's past.

The old man who lived next to Zhao Ru said: They are people abandoned by the city.

The old man didn't want to say his name, but he just said he could call him Uncle Mai. But when he talked about his grandson, he proudly introduced him: This is Mai Xiaojun, my grandson.

Is it almost nine o'clock in the evening? Uncle Mai took his grandson back from taking a bath in a nearby public toilet.

Mai Xiaojun is still in school, and I heard that he has received some help from the society. So when Uncle Mai came back, he brought back a bucket of water, especially for Mai Xiaojun to wash the school.

After Mai Xiaojun came back, he opened the small folding table and sat on a small plastic stool. Uncle Mai lit an oil lamp for him, and the child began to write his homework.

After a while, other homeless people living nearby came over and started chatting about some random things with Uncle Mai who was doing laundry.

Some of what they saw in this city during the day.

At this time, Zhao Ru suddenly walked out of her cardboard box 'house', came to Uncle Mai's side and said, "Uncle, let me wash it for you."

"Ah? No, girl, how could I let you wash it?" Uncle Mai shook his head directly.

Zhao Ru smiled and said: "Uncle, didn't you treat me to some steamed buns just now? I can't just do nothing."

The old men gathered together all laughed happily at this time. Although they didn't know how such a young girl ended up in a place like this, they had such a beautiful smile and a nice person.

Uncle Mai failed to persist and could only give up his position, allowing Zhao Ru to take action. He also learned the name of this new girl: Xiaoru.

A little later, Uncle Mai couldn't hold it back and asked quietly: "Xiaoru... you are still young, why..."

Zhao Ru was drying clothes and said calmly: "You always said that there are abandoned people here, right?"

Uncle Mai didn't ask any more questions. People here all have pasts they don't want others to know.

This night, his grandson was much happier than usual, because Zhao Ru also helped him with his homework. The old man will often blame himself for not being able to guide his grandson's homework and making his grades fail to keep up.

He was happy to see his grandson, and the old man slept much more peacefully overnight.

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During the day, Uncle Mai woke up as usual. Many waste pickers actually start their work later, but the old man still has to send his grandson to school, so he gets up earlier.

After returning, Uncle Mai met two police officers. They walked towards him, took out a photo, and asked directly: "Have you seen this person?"

The girl in the photo has no smile, but is young. She is Zhao Ru.

Uncle Mai did not answer immediately, but frowned and said, "Officer, what did this man commit?"

The patrolling police officer was unwilling to say more, "This is a fugitive, very dangerous! We suspect she will be hiding nearby. Have you seen her?"

"never seen it."

Uncle Mai shook his head. The old man knew how to make himself look natural.

never seen it.

This was the old man's answer.

The police officer nodded and didn't care, "Oh, that's good. But if you see this woman, notify us as soon as possible. If she is caught, there will be a bonus!"

Uncle Mai just smiled. He didn't ask how much the bonus was. Only after the two police officers left did he walk into the alley where he lived.

The old man returned to his 'house'. After packing up his things, he looked at the other 'house' next to him.

Looking at the girl who was not awake but curled up inside, Uncle Mai gently placed two packed buns in front of her door. He bought this on the way back from sending Mai Xiaojun to school.

For Uncle Mai, there is no Zhao Ru here, there is just a little girl here.

She said she too was an outcast.

Here are all abandoned people, none of them have a past.

That's all. (To be continued.)

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