GI Wish Shop

After finishing speaking, Wang Ting still held the microphone until a long time passed before she put the phone on again.

Wang Ting took a few deep breaths, but still asked Ju Jishao with some uneasiness, "Will my daughter really be able to come back by doing this?"

Ju Jishao nodded to Wang Ting's hopeful eyes, "Yes, your daughter will go back tomorrow."

Wang Ting covered her mouth and began to sob and cry again. Cong Changsen took him into his arms and patted his wife's back lightly.

"Go back today. As for the price, you can come to me to pay after your daughter returns home."

Cong Changsen took Wang Ting away, both of them didn't close their eyes all night, and they walked a lot to find their daughter, so it can be said that they are tired and sleepy now, but neither of them can sleep without finding their daughter.

Hearing Ju Jishao's reply, the two instinctively wanted to believe it, even if it was just to comfort themselves.

After sending the couple out the door, Ju Jishao sighed.

Parents... He has never met his parents, and he doesn't know whether his parents abandoned him or were stolen after being stolen like the daughters of the two, even if they were adoptive parents.

Suddenly I feel envious...

After standing at the door of the Wishing Shop for a long time, Ju Jishao collected his mood and returned to the shop to start today's business.

At around nine o'clock the next morning, the doorbell of Cong Changsen's house rang.Cong Changsen, who looked haggard and haggard, patted his wife on the shoulder, and walked over to open the door.

Because of his daughter's being stolen, Cong Changsen asked for leave from the company, and the company's leaders were accommodating. After all, this kind of thing is not comfortable for anyone, and he generously let Cong Changsen take a few more days off.

As for Cong's nanny, she is currently under investigation at the police station.

Whether the child was stolen under the care of the nanny, whether the nanny was unconscious, or whether the thief really took advantage of it, all this needs careful investigation before it can be determined.

Cong Changsen opened the door, but did not see the person who rang the doorbell, but saw a big cardboard box at the door of their house.

Who put this box at their door?

Cong Changsen walked out the door and looked down the stairs, but he didn't see anyone, and he didn't hear anyone going up or down the stairs.

After the observation was fruitless, Cong Changsen walked up to the cardboard box and stretched out his hand to open it.

With a rapid heartbeat, Cong Changsen opened his mouth, and after a while he made a sound, "Tingting, Tingting, come and see!"

"What's wrong?" Wang Ting walked over wearing slippers, feeling uninspired.

Cong Changsen maintained the posture of opening the box, turned his head, and shed the first tear since his daughter disappeared, "Yanyan, it's Yanyan, someone sent Yanyan back!"

"What?!" Startled, Wang Ting ran to the door and peeped into the box.

Isn't the one lying in this box their daughter Cong Ziyan!

Cong Ziyan was still wearing yesterday's clothes, covered with a worn black coat and a new hat on her head.The hat was pulled down hard, covering half of Cong Ziyan's face.

Now the child is sleeping soundly, not crying, curled up little.

Wang Ting immediately bent down and picked up the child, crying and kissing her face wildly, "Great, great, Yanyan is back."

"Yeah." Cong Changsen made a nasal sound with a hint of crying, obviously excited about his daughter being found.

Two adults and one child just stood at the door for a long time.

"Hurry up and carry Yanyan into the house, it's cold now." It was Cong Changsen who recovered first and patted his wife who was crying with joy.

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Ting nodded, and hurried into the room with the child in her arms.

When Cong Changsen was about to pick up the box and go back to the house, the box that brought his daughter Cong Ziyan back disappeared out of thin air in front of Cong Changsen, only the old coat that was covered on Cong Ziyan before remained and fell to the ground .

It's the owner of the wishing shop!

This was Cong Changsen's first thought. Yanyan was able to be sent back like this, definitely because of his relationship with the owner of the wishing shop that Wang Ting entered yesterday!

He remembered that it was about this time yesterday, when he and Wang Ting met the shopkeeper.

The old-fashioned rotary phone that the shopkeeper took out, isn't it a courier?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it might be related to the owner of the wishing shop. Cong Changsen admired and was grateful for the amazing ability of the owner.

It's just that it was the owner who sent Yanyan back, so what happened to this coat?

Cong Changsen picked up his coat, closed the door and went home.

After taking a good look at the coat, he suddenly remembered something, and immediately went back to the couple's bedroom. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Ting turned her head, anxious.

"Changsen, what should I do, Yanyan can't wake up no matter how she calls!"

"Can't you wake up?" Cong Changsen approached, carefully looked at his daughter who was still sleeping, "Hurry up and take Yanyan to the hospital!"

The two hurriedly put on their shoes, took a coat and went out.

Since the two of them are not emotionally stable now, no one dares to take the risk of driving, so they can only stop the car outside the community.

It's just that the address of the community where the two of them live is a bit out of the way, and it's been a long time since they haven't seen a taxi passing by.

Just when Cong Changsen was about to go back to drive, a black car stopped in front of the two of them, "Cong Changsen? Where are you going?"

"Zhang Xiang?" Zhang Xiang is also from their community. He lives in the same building as Cong Changsen and his wife, and they will say hello when they meet. "Zhang Xiang, do you have time, can you take us to the hospital?!"

Zhang Xiang looked at the emaciated Cong Changsen and Wang Ting, and nodded, "Get in the car, I still have some time before going to work."

"Great, thank you." Wang Ting couldn't help thanking Zhang Xiang, and hurriedly opened the car door with the child in her arms and got in.

Zhang Xiang didn't ask the reason, but sent the two of them to the hospital as quickly as possible.

"Zhang Xiang, thank you, I will thank you after this matter is over." Cong Changsen thanked Zhang Xiang and hurried to the hospital with Wang Ting.

While sitting on the chairs waiting for the results, the husband and wife both had their hearts beating like drums, fearing that something might happen to the child, they waited and waited, and finally the doctor came out.

"There is nothing wrong with the child, but he was given a small dose of sleeping pills. Fortunately, the sleeping pills have been diluted, so the problem is not big, but it is best to check carefully after the child wakes up. After all, the child is still young. Sleeping pills..."

Before the doctor finished speaking, Wang Ting began to cry, "Those bastards actually used sleeping pills on such a young child!"

After arranging Cong Ziyan's hospital bed, the doctor left, leaving the couple to accompany Cong Ziyan who was still asleep in the ward.

Wang Ting finally feels at ease now, and has the energy to pay attention to other things.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Wang Ting pointed to the plastic bag that Cong Changsen put on the ground. The transparent plastic bag could clearly see the dark mass inside.

"Clothes." Cong Changsen picked up the plastic bag at his feet, took out the clothes that were delivered with Cong Ziyan, and unfolded them for Wang Ting to see, "See if you recognize this dress."

"Do you have such a dress?" Wang Ting asked reflexively, but the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she had seen it before.

Cong Changsen compared the black jacket to his daughter's side, "Think about it, is this the one you saw wearing Yanyan yesterday?"

Wang Ting stood up abruptly, "Yes, that's it!"

When Cong Changsen heard Wang Ting's confirmation, he immediately took out his mobile phone and started calling the police officer in charge of Cong Ziyan's kidnapping.

It was because he thought that this dress might belong to the person who stole Yanyan, so he never forgot to bring it when he was in a hurry to bring his daughter to the hospital.He still remembered that the shopkeeper said that after using that phone, the daughter would come back, but the person who stole the child would not be caught.Therefore, if you want to find that person, you can only rely on their own ability.

Judging by the degree of wear and tear of this jacket, it is obviously worn frequently, and there may be some clues to be found.

Shortly after receiving Cong Changsen's call, several police officers appeared in Cong Ziyan's ward.

"Mr. Cong, where was your daughter found?"

"I don't know either. After the doorbell rang this morning, I went out to open the door, and saw Yanyan was sent back lying in a cardboard box, and she was sent back with this coat."

"Where's that carton? Can you show us?"

Cong Changsen shook his head, "It's not that I didn't want to show it to you, but that the cardboard box disappeared not long after."

"disappear?"

"I know you don't believe it, and I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, but it's absolutely true."

"Do you know who sent the child back?"

Cong Changsen was taken aback, wondering if he should tell the existence of the shopkeeper.After hesitating for a while, he shook his head, "We really don't know."

"Mr. Cong, I hope you will tell us the truth."

"I'm telling the truth! The day before yesterday we searched all night and didn't return home until the morning. We didn't go out all day, so we don't know who brought Yanyan back." After Cong Changsen finished speaking, he was afraid of the police. Continue to ask this question, and quickly lead the topic to the top of the jacket, "Compared to this question, I think this dress should be able to find out the whereabouts of the person who stole my daughter. My wife has confirmed that this dress is her. The one I saw yesterday."

A policeman took the clothes, checked them up and down, and stopped when he found the inside pocket.

A hand with a white glove reached into the inner pocket and took out an old wallet.