A woman told Lin suixiang to come to Yunhua and said that Yunhua could help find children.

Cloud painting speechless looking at Ling Nan, "how can I not know that I have such a big ability?"

"Looking for children Why did you come to you? " Ling Nan frowned.

Cloud painting is totally out of my mind.

Her logical thinking is relatively good, and she has a little advantage in solving a crime. But her biggest advantage is actually to perceive the emotions of the dead and the scene of the crime. Her advantage is very useful in homicide cases.

In the case of abduction and trafficking, no matter in terms of experience or anything else, she can't compare with any old criminal police.

Why are you looking for her?

I can't understand cloud painting.

Now the key is, the identity of the woman.

"My aunt is a shrewd person." Yun Hua said, "when she was in her hometown, she was a famous talent. She must know the information of that woman, or know where the woman is. You can spend it with her, and see who has consumed energy. Of course, you can do whatever you want to do. I can't help you, so I went back first. "

"Yes." Ling Nan nodded.

In such cases, cloud painting really can't help.

When she came out of the Bureau, Bo Si Qing came in a hurry and looked at her up and down. She was relieved.

"Go home." Boschin took her hand and got in the car.

Yun Hua couldn't help scratching his palm. "Don't be so serious. I'm fine."

Bo Siqing looked back at her.

Yun Hua laughed: "how to say that, they are arrogant and despotic, but they are all paper tigers. In the past, it was easy to bully my mother and me. Now No way. "

Bo Si Qing's face is still not very good-looking.

Cloud painting blinked: "I'm not what I used to be. As my aunt said, I have the ability now, want to bully us again? How can it be? I'm not stupid and let them bully me? Originally, I didn't want to be in charge of it, but it happened to be a case of child trafficking. I thought that it might be helpful for Ling Nan to handle the case. I didn't expect that the child with mole on his stomach, who was seen in the railway station, was the second son of my uncle's family, Yun Zhipeng. "

"I haven't seen it at all." Yun Hua sighed, "I feel strange now, who is that woman in the end? I must say that I can find the child Where shall I look for it

Bo Si Qing clenched her hand, "don't worry."

"Ah?"

"It's the police's business to find the children, it's none of your business. They say you can find it, you can find it? " Bo Si Qing hums, "pour is can shirk responsibility."

Yun Hua shrugged, "the child is still young. If I can find it, I would like to find it. But I have no idea But... "

"What?" Bo Si Qing picked his eyebrows. He realized that cloud painting still had something to say.

Cloud painting hesitated for a moment, some uneasily looked at Bo Si Qing: "I want to check. Secretly check, not through Lingnan them. "

"What? Children? "

"Yes, but not just children. In fact, I think Human traffickers. " Cloud painting said in a low voice.

Thin Si Qing's brow frowned more tightly, "why?"

Cloud painting looks at Bo Si Qing and doesn't know what to say.

She wanted to find out the traffickers, but of course, it was her mother, Jiang Huanqing.

Mother Jiang Huanqing has lost her previous memory. The only thing she can infer now is that Jiang Yong is probably a human trafficker. Even if Jiang Yong is not a human trafficker, he must know the human traffickers. Otherwise, how did Jiang Yong know his mother? How did you have your mother's old things?

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