That night, after Mao Ji got ho, he finally received a reply from Broken-winged Angel: You’re already the fourth person pretending to be a cop to approach . Could you update your spiel? Such a weak excuse, it’s hard to be fooled by it anymore.
Mao Ji looked at the chat contents, a bit perplexed: Does she think I’m a scamr?
He casually took a screenshot and sent it to the internal group of the Criminal Investigation Team One, and the group exploded:
Zhou Man: Hilarious, Brother Mao has his day too.
Sun Zhidong: The scamr used the policeman’s words, leaving the policeman speechless.
Su Jiayi: Poor Mao Mao, for a minute.
Li Xiang: ...
Although Mao Ji had sent the screenshot, he didn’t forget his duties.
He explained his true identity and even took a photo of his police ID for her.
But Broken-winged Angel might have downloaded the national anti-fraud app, with very strong vigilance, or perhaps she had a high possibility of being targeted by fraudsters, having encountered many sches, she developed an anti-fraud awareness.
With continuous explanations from Mao Ji, Broken-winged Angel finally believed his police identity—with so doubts.
Broken-winged Angel: Then what do you want from ?
Seeing that she finally believed him, Mao Ji suddenly felt an urge to cry. Why do people nowadays prefer to believe the words of scamrs rather than the police?
Luckily, now wasn’t the ti to discuss that. He quickly stated his purpose.
"I won’t help you. He is a good person, you people are the scamrs."
Mao Ji: ...
"He can help those who don’t wish to live to die without pain. He’s a good person. Living is really too painful, every day is tornt. I have thought of many ways to die, but I’m afraid of pain and have never dared to try."
Seeing she had thoughts of seeking death, Mao Ji dared not neglect her and quickly consoled: "Sis, you’re so young. If you die like this, wouldn’t you have regrets?"
"Regrets? I might have so. I want to see romantic Paris, but I guess I’ll never have that chance in this life."
"How could that be? Youth is your capital. As long as you work towards that dream, I believe you’ll fulfill it one day. In truth, the aning of living is a process of continuously overcoming oneself. When you have fulfilled your regrets, you’ll understand the aning of your life."
Mao Ji transford into a caring big brother the whole night, staying by Broken-winged Angel’s side, chatting with her, slowly guiding her to abandon the thought of suicide.
After a night of company, Broken-winged Angel seed to be moved by his words.
"You’re a good person, I now believe you’re a cop, I’m willing to help you."
At 5 a.m., when Mao Ji saw the ssage from her, he almost cried.
After counseling her all night, she finally gave him a "good person" card and finally believed he was a cop, but fortunately, the outco was positive.
"You are a kind girl too. If the Mage contacts you again, I would like to ask for your help in arranging a eting with him."
"Okay, wait for my good news."
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Li Xiang walked into the office and saw Mao Ji was already there, with heavy dark circles under his eyes. Seeing Li, he yawned and then said, "Captain Li, morning."
"Morning, how co you’re so early today?"
Since Li Xiang got a car, he’s been arriving at work quite early, waking up with his biological clock, unable to fall back asleep, so he simply gets up, grabs breakfast, and drives to work.
He’s often the first one to arrive at the office.
Today, however, he noticed Mao Ji was there even earlier.
"Chatting with soone is truly a tough job. I advised her all night just to get her to believe I’m not a bad guy, and she finally agreed to help arrange a eting with the Mage."
Li Xiang patted his shoulder: "Brother Mao, good work. Why don’t you lie down and get so sleep?"
"No need, those in criminal investigation, who hasn’t stayed up all night, used to it, I’ll check if there’s any news from Broken-winged Angel later."
Ti passed quickly, and close to noon, they hadn’t received any news from Broken-winged Angel, but instead got news from the Nanhua police.
According to the news from there, around 10 a.m. on May 14th, Shao Han arrived at Nanhua Station, and after leaving the station, he got into a black Volkswagen sedan. Investigation showed it was a cloned car, and with dozens of similar vehicles in Nanhua City, investigating it was like finding a needle in a haystack.
In other words, the clue ended there.
The only thing they could continue investigating was hoping Broken-winged Angel could help them arrange a eting with the Mage, for a face-to-face eting, and try to catch him.
Around 1 p.m., Mao Ji was taking a lunch break, trying to catch so sleep after staying up all night, but it was at that ti that Broken-winged Angel finally sent a ssage.
Hearing the notification tone, Mao Ji woke up reflexively, took out his phone, and saw:
"Police Uncle, I’ve arranged to et with him, I’ll buy a ticket now to et him in Nanhua, when will you guys co?"
"Okay, send your ID number, we’ll buy you a ticket, and we’ll also head over first to find you. Don’t worry, we will protect your safety the entire ti!"
"Mm, I trust you!"
Then, Broken-winged Angel sent her ID number, and checking via the police system, her real na was Mi Xiaojia, only 17 years old this year.
Mao Ji calculated the ti, bought her a ticket for the next day, and inford Mi Xiaojia of the train she would be taking.
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