537: Chapter 537: Reverse Torture_1 537: Chapter 537: Reverse Torture_1 He Zhilan looked in the direction Chen Yun pointed and saw a wounded woman tightly holding a child, who was probably only eight years old, standing hunched in a corner.
“Have they been standing like this since the incident?” asked He Zhilan.
“Yes!
They haven’t even ventured out for a peek,” Chen Yun nodded, sowhat irritated, “No one, old or young, will utter a word when spoken to, as if we were going to eat them.”
“Can you let your people step out for a while?
I would like to try to talk to them,” He Zhilan thought for a mont and said, “As a woman alone, they should be less guarded against , maybe I can get them to talk.”
Chen Yun hesitated, but agreed with He Zhilan’s logic.
He nodded his head, ordered his staff to retreat, “We will all be outside, if anything happens, just shout loudly, and we’ll rush in.”
“A woman and a child, what danger could I be in?” He Zhilan laughed, and then she went in by herself.
As everyone expected, when all the people in the room left, the mother and son seed to be less tense.
However, when He Zhilan entered, their gaze was tightly locked on her.
“Sister, how did you get the wounds on your face?
Does it hurt?
Have you treated them?” He Zhilan’s voice was very gentle, her face showed sincere concern.
“Don’t be afraid, sister, the policen outside are all good people.”
When questioned by He Zhilan, the woman raised her hand to touch the wound on her face, remained silent, and then tightened her grip on her child’s hand.
Seeing this, He Zhilan knew that the woman was highly alert, so she shifted her attention to the child who was also wounded.
She bent down and gently smiled at the child.
“LIttle friend, co to .
How old are you this year?
What grade are you in?”
The little boy’s deep black eyes paused on He Zhilan’s face, then he looked up at his mother, bowed his head, and did not speak.
Just as He Zhilan was wondering whether to have Chen Yun take the mother away first, the little boy suddenly lifted his head and said,
“Sister, I’m hungry.”
“Xiaogan!” The woman suddenly shouted in a stern voice.
“Xiaogan?” He Zhilan, upon hearing what sounded like the boy’s na, responded, “So your na is Xiaogan?
What a nice na.
You’re hungry, how about I take you to get so food?
Tell , what do you like to eat the most?”
Hearing that He Zhilan would take him to eat, the boy’s eyes brightened up, but he did not shake off his mother’s hold, instead, he looked at He Zhilan eagerly.
He Zhilan understood that the little boy did not want to leave his mother.
“Chen Yun!” He Zhilan went out and said, “Bring in two als as quickly as possible.”
Without needing Chen Yun to direct, the junior police officer imdiately went to arrange the als.
Chen Yun seed excited, “Has he started to talk?”
He Zhilan nodded and signaled Chen Yun and the others not to co in, and she went back in alone.
Perhaps the little boy heard what He Zhilan and Chen Yun were saying, knowing that He Zhilan was really preparing food for him.
So, when He Zhilan went back, the little boy actually smiled at He Zhilan and asked, “Sister, are you a good person?”
“What do you think?
Does sister seem like a good person to you?” He Zhilan laughed.
“I think sister, you are!
You look so beautiful when you smile, like…” The little boy tilted his head in thought, and then said, “like the sun!”
“Since you think so, then sister must be a good person!
Then, can sister ask you, how old are you this year?
What grade are you in?
How did you get hurt?” He Zhilan, like the wolf pretending to be a grandmother, patiently persuaded the little boy to talk more.
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