The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

The profiler was overjoyed, and before he got up to notify the neighbor, the fight started again.

Jian Qiuran finally freed her hand and tried to grab the little white tiger hanging behind her back.The latter was particularly vigilant, kicking his feet and rushing directly to the top of his head, holding the young man's head with all four claws and not letting go.

With bulging veins, Jian Qiuran stretched out his hand to peel off its meat pad, and pulled the dumpling off.The latter wraps his tail around his wrist and flips over in the air flexibly, and rushes to his shoulder again in a few steps.

Jian Qiuran grabbed the back of his neck first, and Bai Tuanzi turned over and gnawed on the back of his hand.One person and one beast fought fiercely, but in the end Jian Qiuran had the upper hand. He took the dumpling off his head and threw it into the space bag. After thinking about it, he was puzzled and shook the space bag a few times.

Little White Tiger: "..."

It felt like being stuffed into a laundry tub and rolled around, making me sick.

It slammed left and right uncontrollably, and roared: "You bastard, you are dead!"

Jian Qiuran returned the original words: "You are dead now."

Little White Tiger: "You will regret it."

Jian Qiuran hehe, directly threw the space bag under the table.

A war that could be called a kindergarten is finally over.

All members of the meeting room: "..."

Dumbfounded, he dared not speak, nor did he dare to ask.

Jian Qiuran calmed down after venting. Seeing that the profiler had been staring at her, she asked coldly, "Aren't you going to report?"

The profiler suddenly came back to his senses, stood up and said, "I'll go right away, I'll go right away..."

He left in a hurry, and the surrounding people turned their heads silently, pretending that they didn't see anything.

The conference room was very quiet, and it seemed that a certain group was very noisy, and they seemed to be still not convinced.Jian Qiuran didn't bother to pay attention to it, and leaned on the seat with her eyes closed to rest until the profiler hurried back and said that Captain Liu was looking for him.

Jian Qiuran got up and walked out, the little white tiger immediately blew up and stood in a stalemate for a few steps. When he was about to reach the door, the young man paused for a second, and finally turned back to take the space bag.

The little white tiger snorted, and didn't accept this flattery, and continued to sulk while nestling in the space bag.

Jian Qiuran didn't need it to forgive herself, she threw the space bag on her back and strode into the next meeting room.

This is a temporary command post, and there are several familiar police officers sitting inside, and they all nodded when they saw the young man come in.

Jian Qiuran nodded in return and asked, "What's wrong?"

Officer Liu: "I don't think it's safe, and I want to ask Mr. Jian to confirm one thing."

Jian Qiuran: "Say it straight."

Police Officer Liu: "It's about car rental. The other party is cunning by nature, so he probably wouldn't just rent a car so straightforwardly. The technician has already monitored the out-of-province driveway in real time. Please ask Mr. Jian to find out the real rental car of the other party."

Jian Qiuran: "Understood."

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun at the end of April was already showing scorching heat, making people dizzy and sleepy.

The old man in charge of the railing at the door yawned, and within two seconds of closing his eyelids, he was startled by the sound of the horn outside the car window, and quickly opened his eyes and said, "Car rental certificate."

The window was lowered, and the young man in a black jacket handed over the certificate, and tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, a little impatiently.

The uncle checked it carefully with reading glasses, and after confirming that there was no problem, he handed back the certificate and opened the railing to let him go.

Because the car rental location was on the edge of the province, the business was good, and after a few cars passed by one after another, the uncle immediately forgot about the young man.

Two hours later, another car left.The driver was a 30-year-old woman. When the uncle checked the certificate, he heard the cry of the child. He looked subconsciously and saw someone holding the child in the back seat and patting and coaxing him. It seemed to be the mother of this woman.

The uncle returned the proof and said: "It's an old man and a child, so slow down on the road."

The woman responded, raised the window and drove away.

The road was quiet and peaceful until he was stopped at the last red street light in the provincial capital. The atmosphere in the car was tense instantly. The middle-aged woman in the back seat kept rubbing the child's neck, her head hanging down, showing no expression.

The young mother could only endure the fear, lowered the car window and took out her driver's license for inspection.

Everything is normal, just like a coincidence, and it will be released soon after confirming that the documents are complete.

The middle-aged woman looked back for a while, and there was nothing abnormal, but her sixth sense was tense, and there was always a sense of crisis.

He had avoided many crises with his intuition before, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he said decisively: "Find a remote place to park."

The young mother couldn't wish for it, so she hurriedly found a place to park, and begged: "Give me back the child, I promise I won't tell anyone, please."

The middle-aged woman got out of the car and didn't want to take this burden. The moment she returned the child to the young mother, an alarm bell suddenly rang in her mind, and she was about to snatch it back.

"No!" The young mother reacted faster and hugged the child tightly in her arms.

The middle-aged woman's eyes turned hard, the knife slipped out of her cuff, and she raised her hand to stab the young mother's back.At the very moment, gunshots sounded from the wall, rubber bullets knocked down the knife, and a team of police officers rushed out of the remote and empty place just now, rushing forward to subdue it.

The incident happened so suddenly that neither the young mother nor the prisoner reacted. Only the police cleaned up the scene in an orderly manner and brought the prisoner back to the police station for interrogation.

The arrest finally came to an end.

Jian Qiuran was very interested in camouflage, and when the prisoner was forced to remove her makeup, she deliberately watched in the auditorium, fully seeing what it meant to camouflage to the crotch.

For the prisoner, all wigs and make-up are weak. He directly wore a layer of fake skin on himself, filled his chest with silicone, used messy things to change his physique, and even his head was not spared. After comparing the photos, it is estimated Both nostrils are original.

No wonder it's so hard to catch.

Jian Qiuran watched it for a while, then left automatically when the case was being heard, called the driver to pick her up, and cleaned up the litter box by the way.

The little white tiger followed beside him arrogantly, muttering: "I've heard that you people on earth keep pets and call yourself the shit shovel officer, so you are the one who shovels shit for me!"

Jian Qiuran said coolly: "Calling myself a shit shovel officer is based on my love for pets. Unfortunately, I don't like you. I shovel shit for you only because of salary, so we are still a cooperative relationship."

The little white tiger wrinkled his face: "You are confusing the public."

Jian Qiuran: "You are the one who confuses the public and deliberately makes money."

Little White Tiger: "Don't deny it, you're just shoveling shit for me."

Jian Qiuran: "If you talk about it again, I will let you shovel shit by yourself in the future."

Little White Tiger: "..."

Although the threat was simple, it successfully stopped the war of words.

The little white tiger turned his head away angrily, he didn't want to talk to this kind of bastard who was mercenary, vulgar, vulgar and shameless, bullying the little one!

Without the little white tiger making trouble, Jian Qiuran cleaned up quickly, and the driver arrived just in time to help move it to the rear compartment.

Officer Liu heard the movement, came to see him off, and expressed his thanks repeatedly.

Jian Qiuran half-jokingly said: "Next time, I will really charge you."

Officer Liu immediately sighed after hearing the words: "If Mr. Jian had not been employed by Wanyao, I really wanted to recruit you to become our technician."

Jian Qiuran said: "It doesn't matter, as long as your money is more than Wan Yao, I can change jobs at any time."

Officer Liu smiled, knowing that it was impossible without asking.

The two chatted a few more words, Jian Qiuran noticed something when he left, frowned and said: "There are a lot of people staring at the police station, I hope you can keep the secret and don't reveal my identity."

"Naturally, please rest assured, Mr. Jane."

Police Officer Liu understands his concerns. One is that the hacker has a special identity and is not suitable to show up. The other is that after the case is solved, criminals will target him for revenge. The third is... just like the criminal who was arrested today, he kept asking questions Who had guessed his escape plan and thoughts so perfectly, clamoring to see each other, his eyes were excited and obsessed, and he was in a frantic state.

Being entangled with such a person is not a good thing.

Not to mention the youth's body...

Officer Liu withdrew his thoughts and stated again: "We will never expose it."

"That's good." Jian Qiuran just reminded, nodded and turned to get in the car.

It is impossible to say that it is impossible not to leak, even if the police station has a strict mouth, the eyeliner who is staring outside will definitely be curious about who is going in and out every day, and will sort out clues through the case.

This is especially easy for hackers.

As for hackers, there are also many people who are curious about anonymous J in the forum. The maliciousness amplified through the Internet is even more terrifying. No one knows what the people behind it can do.

If Jian Qiuran was alone, she would have nothing to fear, but Aunt Zheng and the others would inevitably be worried, afraid that she would implicate them again and forcefully change their lives...

After much deliberation, Jian Qiuran decided to meet less and contact less, and find someone to protect them as much as possible.

It was already late when we got back to the hotel. Just after dinner, the big white tiger couldn’t wait to run out to replace the little white tiger. Lai rubbed against the young man, begging for cuddling and hugging. If the young man walked away, he ran up to him , fell to the ground and refused to let go.

Jian Qiuran knelt down, touched the tiger's head while making a phone call, her expression was still cold: "Yes, follow closely, money is not a problem, the key is whether it can guarantee people's safety."

The big white tiger curled up its paws and tilted its head, it was the first time it saw the young man so cruel.

"Well, I'll go back tomorrow, you look at the arrangements." Jian Qiuran responded, her brows were still tightly frowned when she hung up the phone, and she was in a bad mood at first glance.

The big white tiger whined softly: "Why are you upset? What happened?"

Jian Qiuran regained consciousness and sighed: "It's just preventing unsafe factors, it's okay."

The big white tiger didn't know what happened. He frowned and pondered for a while, then suddenly spread his limbs and whined, "I'll rub your belly, don't be unhappy!"

Jian Qiuran was moved, threw herself on the fluffy and warm white belly, and said with emotion: "If only the little white tiger was half as cute as you."

The big white tiger froze its tail suddenly.

Jian Qiuran: "What's wrong?"

The big white tiger was silent for a moment, then said quietly: "What you said, it sounds like a scumbag is asking the mistress to complain about his ex-wife."

Jian Qiuran: "..."