Cao Zhonghua was still shocked and looked pale, "Angkor, if it weren't for the sudden heat in my pocket just now, I couldn't stand it. With my condition just now, we would have died the two of us."

"How come there is smoke in your pocket?" Wu Sihai was puzzled, "Your lighter is on fire?"

"Angkor, I don't smoke." Cao Zhonghua then looked at what was smoking in his pocket. His clothes were not broken, but there was a small pile of dust inside. Seeing this scene, Cao Zhonghua was stunned.

Seeing this, Wu Sihai leaned over and looked at it, and asked quickly: "What's inside that surprised you? Oh, it's strange, it's all burned to ashes. Your clothes have not burned out yet?"

"Angkor, this... I remembered that it was filled with paper cranes given by the little girl yesterday afternoon. How could it turn into dust for no reason?" Cao Zhonghua panicked, "Angkor, I remember you have one too!"

Wu Sihai was stunned, then he remembered and quickly took it out. However, this paper crane was not as new as when Fu Yingying first gave it to him yesterday, but turned black and old.

Under the light of the flashlight, Wu Sihai and Cao Zhonghua shuddered, and no one spoke.

After a while, Wu Sihai patted Cao Zhonghua on the shoulder, "Zhonghua, just know about this, don't talk about it outside. I'll tell you when I find out."

After all, Cao Zhonghua has been a policeman for several years. He knows what he can say and what he can't say, "I know, Angkor!"

"Okay, go back quickly, I'll watch here." Wu Sihai urged, putting the old paper crane in his hand in Cao Zhonghua's top pocket, "Be careful on the way, go early and come back soon!"

Seeing this, Cao Zhonghua was particularly grateful. He was a little afraid to drive, but with the Thousand Paper Crane Peace Talisman, he felt relieved, "Thank you Angkor!"

Based on his memory, Cao Zhonghua found the nearest police station, mobilized personnel and medical staff to the scene. After everything was handled, Wu Sihai was idle and remembered the mysterious little girl Fu Yingying, who dealt with the matter of the owner of the restaurant who owed wages and beat people.

If it weren't for their own affairs, Wu Sihai and Cao Zhonghua would come to tell Fu Yingying the result in person. Now they can only ask Sun Xinghai to help send a message.

On Sunday, Liu Meihua prepared things for her daughter, went to the county town to take her niece to the police station, and also took her daughter to school.

They arrived at the police station at nine o'clock. Wu Sihai was very excited and immediately ran out, "Yingying, you are here..."

Fu Yingying nodded and smiled. The bloody disaster on Wu Sihai's face had disappeared and should have passed.

Sun Xinghai was stunned. His classmate had never been as enthusiastic to others as he is now. Even though the other party was a little girl, he was very puzzled.

Liu Meihua smiled, "Officer Wu, the police are the ones who do my niece's affairs, otherwise the child will not get his wages and will be bullied."

Wu Sihai said modestly: "This is what we should do as policemen. If you encounter such a thing in the future, you can't bully people by those street sliders."

Cao Zhonghua looked at Fu Yingying even more anxiously, his life-saving benefactor!

"Angkor, I'll take them to go through the relevant procedures." Cao Zhonghua said with a smile. This is not a place to speak. I will thank Fu Yingying if I have the chance.

Fu Yingying smiled, and Cao Zhonghua also avoided it.
Chapter completed!