Chapter 307

Record the confession.

The police station is full of doubts.

Coincidence?

Passing by?

You are kidding. There are too many doubts in it. Did you pass the village to count the time to save the children? The children are all in the house. You can't see through when you pass by. From the perspective of time, the soldiers didn't meet at all and trace the conditions to the GaN family's house after such a long time.

But in black and white, we can't find the party, and the people in the police station can't help but write the doubts in the report and try to find out the other party.

Because everyone is equal before the law.

It's a fact that you beat people up.

People must be looking for it.

It's just that the police station is only out of work requirements. It's not interested in finding out the medical expenses of the other party.

They work on the front line.

I've seen so many cases of lost children, so many families that I can't find are broken, and even some parents and old people can't think of short-term ideas. There are so many examples, many of them are parents. It's not easy to let go of catching such people.

For the Gan brothers, if it's not for their status, they all want to go up and kick their legs out.

。。。

In the classroom.

Tang Qing looks at the completion in the text message and smiles unconsciously.

It's a good deed every day.

There is no limit to merit.

Wang Yan at one side looked at Tang Qing's cell phone frequently in class, then lowered her head and asked in a low voice, "Tang Qing, whose message is it? You have been reading it."

"It's nothing. It's the company's people who asked them to do things for me. Now they've done it." Said Tang Qing, half true and half false.

At the same time, he flashed the mobile phone in front of Wang Yan's eyes, and the above "done." She can see two words and a full stop clearly. She thought Tang Qing was chatting with his little girlfriend in class. Seeing it was a matter of business, she let go of it.

A meal. Wang Yan came back and said, "by the way, Tang Qing, the sketch you drew for me last time is so beautiful. My mother also wants you to draw one for her. I wonder if I can do it."

"No problem. What do you want?" Tang Qing agreed.

Wang Yan said, "she said casually, as long as it looks good."

"Don't worry, it's absolutely good-looking on me. It's not good-looking to repaint." Tang Qing promised that he had more and more experience in painting people.

With that, Tang Qing took out his pen and paper again and began to draw.

He left a set of these painting tools in the classroom. Wang Yan, who has nothing to do, sometimes helps him sharpen his pencil after class, and doesn't need to sharpen himself.

Recalling the image of the queen mother.

In a minute, the composition in my mind is over.

Open a picture.

He doesn't need to wipe his painting now, but he can do it all at once.

Looking at Tang Qing's writing, if there is a spirit, there is no superfluous, smooth lines, no pause and hesitation. Slowly, a pair of outlines come out. Wang Yan did not listen to the class any more, but watched Tang Qing draw.

But ten minutes.

Her mother's image leapt onto the paper.

And it looks a lot younger.

also drew pictures of eyebrows and eyeliner, no distortion, and much better than myself.

Close the pen.

"Here, how about it?" Tang Qing handed it to him.

Wang Yan took the paper and looked at it carefully. She was very satisfied.

"Perfect. You can set up a stall with all this technology. " Wang Yan carefully put away the sketch.

"What kind of stall should I set up? I only draw for myself. It's just a hobby." Tang Qing put away the pencil and said,

Wang Yan thought for a moment and said, "well.. Well, I'll let my mother make some delicious cakes tomorrow, which will be the reward for this time. "

"I can't get it."

This is the end of their chat. After all, they are still in class.

The third class.

It's Shen Mei's class. Originally, she asked for leave, but the child found her and came back ahead of time, with a smile on her face.

Look at Shen Mei coming back.

Tang Qing thought about the website where those people were looking for the lost children.

This website is very simple to build, minutes only, anyway, it doesn't need to be much tall or full-featured.

Just add the function of registering account and uploading data.

Add at most one "dialog" for the communication between the customer and the command room. In order to avoid people coming here to fill the water in disorder in the future, he is not prepared to add any user communication, historical success record display and so on. He is not allowed to do hate things. He needs to do things elsewhere and make trouble.

In addition, Tang Qing is not going to add other functions. Because it's just an entrance. It doesn't need to pull investment or sell advertisement. It's only semi public welfare. He doesn't want to receive even the 1000 yuan fund he decided before. It depends on his own willingness. He can give as much as he wants, and he can't give as much if he doesn't want to. Anyway, he never thought of making any money with it.

He also thought about the operation mode of the website. This time, he could send someone to rescue Qu'er himself, but what about the future? Does everyone have to send their own people? That's a bit arrogant. It's absolutely impossible. The problems encountered in the later stage can cause him a headache. He's not afraid to invest money, but afraid of the huge trouble.

A law enforcer outside the organization can never exist for a long time.

So he plans to only provide information on this website. As for specific things, such as those information, he will give it all to the police and let them do it. Why not give it to the parents who have registered their account?

In order to avoid excessive behavior, people are harmed.

The child has been abducted for such a long time. When he finds the client and gets excited, he can do anything. This is not helping people, but harming people. The law will not let you go to jail for this reason.

12 p.m.

Command room.

Tang Qing boarded the website that afternoon.

The website is really simple.

It's like ten yuan.

The website has no name or logo.

In the middle, the business introduction, user registration process and other interpretation terms, as well as the remittance accounts of each bank, are all words, and there is no picture. On the right is the registration area. After registration, the website will allow users to authenticate their real names, so that no one will play around.

There is also a problem with the real name authentication of this website, because the command room has no national population data, only a small part, and needs a larger scale of file entry. Therefore, in the early stage, any identity can be authenticated, and in the later stage, it can be modified and deleted slowly.

After landing.

A simple screen comparable to the "dialog" level appears. Input problems, upload pictures, submit applications, and the operation is relatively simple.

If it's a commercial website, it's strange that the builder of the website is not killed by the boss, but there's nothing particular about it here.

"Tangyi, let's start." Tang Qing ordered that the website should be publicized after it was built, otherwise the ghost would know the website.

"Yes, commander in chief." Tang Yi agreed.

After that, the strong invasion capability of the command room began to play a role.

The method used is also very simple. I didn't learn from penguin to play with any pop-up, modify other websites' home pages and other means. At the beginning, I need to test run the business, which is not suitable for large-scale spread.

So this time, it's just a trial run in the provinces around Shanghai.

12:05 a.m.

All Internet users in Shanghai stock market and surrounding provinces, no matter penguin, Netease or other mailboxes, have received an email.

The content of the message is simple.

It's a link to the website. Here's a brief introduction to the website: if there are parents who have lost their children, this will give you a hope.

There is nothing else.

PS: more than ten in the next chapter.