pappabearbooks Chapter 30 Master, I will study hard!
Chapter 30 Master, I will study hard!
Everyone on the street sprang into action.
Xiao Qu from the pharmacy next door pulled down the roller shutter, put on a raincoat, and rode his bicycle with a few old neighbors, shouting all the way.
The regular customers inside didn't say anything. After finishing their noodles, they proactively wiped the table clean, left their money, and left.
"Zhang Yuanchao! What can you even do?!"
How old is Qiu Sheng?
He was eating poorly back in his hometown, so he came to stay with me, his aunt. How could you let him get lost?
How am I supposed to go back to my hometown after this?!
Fu Hongxia sat on the chair, cursing and crying at the same time, and several old neighbors handed her handkerchiefs.
Sitting to the side, Zhang Yuanchao rubbed his hair, trying hard to recall what had happened that morning.
Before peeling the scallions, all that was asked was for Fan Qiusheng to put the swill bucket at the back door; there were no other unexpected events.
It couldn't have taken more than five minutes, how could they have lost their child?
I haven't heard of any human traffickers around here recently!
But waiting wouldn't solve the problem; Zhang Yuanchao's former security colleagues from the factory had already transferred to a nearby police station.
I just called him and asked him to help me find it.
"Hongxia, don't cry. If you faint, we'll have to take you to the hospital."
Listen to Sister Sun, think about where this child might go in Jinchuan, and everyone help to look for him.
Fu Hongxia threw the handkerchief on the table and frowned deeply.
In the past two years, my nephew has basically never left the house except for taking a bus to Jinchuan.
Even on holidays, it's just the couple taking their child to Labor Park.
They had already contacted the bus company, but no little boys had ridden alone today.
"I've searched almost every shop in this area, and even asked around in the tenement buildings."
Otherwise, Xiao Qu wouldn't have gone out on her bike to look for her.
"No, how could you have searched everywhere? We haven't even been to Fuju Pavilion on the south side yet!"
The shop owner looked at everyone with a puzzled expression. He remembered that he had told them about this as soon as he got back.
Upon hearing the name "Fujuge," Zhang Yuanchao connected the information he had overheard at the back door a couple of days prior.
Before anyone could react, Zhang Yuanchao grabbed a cleaver from the cutting board and stormed out of the noodle shop.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! You, surnamed Ma, get out here!"
Three punches were delivered to the iron gate of Fuju Pavilion. Since there were no customers in the morning, Fuju Pavilion was preparing ingredients for lunch at this time.
Preparing ingredients shouldn't be done with the door closed, and Zhang Yuanchao, who was banging on the metal door, felt increasingly uneasy.
There was no response from inside, but Zhang Yuanchao noticed out of the corner of his eye that the curtains by the window were swaying slightly.
"Yuan Chao, listen to me, put down the knife!"
If you hurt someone, how will you take care of your orphaned children and widowed mother?
"Those guys surnamed Ma have even learned how to tie up children, and they want me to put down the knife? I don't believe they won't arrest him!"
After waiting for a while without any response, Zhang Yuanchao lost interest in waiting any longer.
The apprentice training system in his field of vision also lit up red; this was the location function he had just acquired by spending a thousand yuan.
On the map, Fan Qiusheng's location is right in the restaurant in front of him.
The lock on the roller shutter door is right next to my feet. Even if it's locked from the inside, it can be pried open with a crowbar.
The kitchen knife in his hand wouldn't do the job, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a man holding a crowbar standing behind him.
Other neighbors saw Zhang Yuanchao put down the kitchen knife, turn around, and go back home to make a phone call.
"Hey bro, can I borrow this thing? I'll return it right away!"
"Do you know how to use it?"
One sentence left Zhang Yuanchao speechless. He was just about to use a kitchen knife to pry open the lock when, after two consecutive claps of thunder, he was surprised to find that the lock had already been pried open.
"Let's go, the police will be here soon!"
"Boom!"
A clap of thunder illuminated the room, and the fluorescent lights overhead still shone faintly, suggesting that the people inside had just left not long ago.
Zhang Yuanchao, carrying a kitchen knife, searched around the house. The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, gradually drowning out the footsteps inside.
There were no children under the table, inside the boxes, or in the cabinets.
"Come quick, there's noise upstairs!"
As soon as Zhang Yuanchao reached the stairs, he heard arguing coming from upstairs.
"San'er, are you crazy? This is a fucking kidnapping!"
"Second sister, you don't understand, we have to go all the way with this!"
I've already arranged a car, and I'll get this kid on the train soon. We're not doing anything immoral.
After searching for several days, the couple probably received a call from the boy arriving home.
Once he trains another apprentice, which will require even more effort, then no one on this street will be competing with me for business!
Even from a distance, Zhang Yuanchao could hear the crying coming from the guest room. He couldn't control himself and rushed to the door of the private room, brandishing a kitchen knife.
But just as he was about to kick the door, his arm was grabbed.
"What are you doing! I'm very grateful for your help just now, but you can't stop me from saving my disciple!"
But the man didn't say anything; he just forcefully pried open Zhang Yuanchao's fingers and removed the kitchen knife.
"A knife isn't effective against a thug; use this, it won't break him!"
A half-mop handle, which I don't know where it came from, was handed over. It was still covered in burrs, probably because someone had used too much force when they broke it.
Just as the man was about to kick the door, the two heard a crisp slap.
"What are you crying for, you little brat? Your grandpa is helping you go home and reunite with your family."
"Forget it, if that old bastard Zhang Yuanchao brings you back, then all my fun will have been for nothing. I'd better let you suffer a bit!"
"Bang!"
The wooden door to the private room was kicked open, the key broke and fell to the ground, rolling to the lady's feet.
Ma Hua was pressing Fan Qiusheng's hand onto the table, holding a claw hammer high in his hand.
The two people inside the room stared wide-eyed at Zhang Yuanchao at the door, and the lightning outside the window made him look like a demon.
"You, surnamed Ma, your death is near!"
With a twist of his waist and a thrust of his hips, Zhang Yuanchao raised his long stick high and kicked Ma Hua directly in the stomach with a push of his toes.
"Xiao Zhang, don't do anything foolish!"
The sound of breaking furniture drowned out the words. The people outside the door tacitly lit up their cigarettes, and no one looked into the room.
"Brother, brother, this has nothing to do with me; it's all MCA's own idea!"
The noblewoman beside him also noticed the bloodshot eyes in Zhang Yuanchao's eyes. Fearing that this murderous god would turn his spear against her next, she timidly walked towards the door.
But before he could take two steps, he was stopped by a man in uniform.
"This person is suspected of being involved in child trafficking. Put him in the car first, and two other people will come with me!"
At that moment, Zhang Yuanchao didn't care what kind of sanctions the MCA would face; he simply picked up Fan Qiusheng, who was crying loudly.
"Master, please don't abandon me! I'll learn from you!"
"Don't worry, let's go home."
Just as he stepped outside, the man pinched Fan Qiusheng's snotty cheek.
"Thanks, bro."
"You're welcome. You should take the child and go home first."
After taking the umbrella from his neighbor, Zhang Yuanchao headed towards the noodle shop.
The man being escorted by the police appeared to have accidentally spilled his water bottle; his crotch was soaked, and his clothes were covered in wood chips and ash, making him look quite disheveled.
People on the street breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Fan Qiusheng in their arms.
Fu Hongxia, sitting at the door, was staring blankly at the sky, and the sun was tearing through the clouds and shining on the puddle.
"Auntie, I'm back."
Upon hearing that tender voice, Fu Hongxia turned around abruptly, tears streaming down her face again.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
The sky gradually cleared, and shops on the street opened one after another. After taking statements, the police officers said goodbye and left.
Zhang Yuanchao wanted to have a few people stay for a meal, but since they needed to go back and continue interrogating Ma Hua and his second sister, there was no need for them to stay any longer.
After searching for his child all morning, Zhang Yuanchao was exhausted.
Fu Hongxia had already taken leave from the factory and was helping out by serving noodles at noon, which made things much easier for the kitchen staff.
"Yuanchao, you must teach this child his skills well. Even if Xiaocheng plans to take over the noodle shop in the future, Qiusheng can't be left without a place to work."
"Don't worry, I'm not just Qiu Sheng's uncle, I'm also his mentor!"