Chapter 143: Taking the Thief to the Police Station

The thief changed his mind and glanced at the people around him.

There weren’t many people in this alley. If he grabbed the little girl and ran, no one would probably notice.

"Little girl, why are you running? Come to Daddy."

Yun Jiao saw the thief suddenly stop running. Instead, he started walking toward her, a cunning glint in his eyes.

The worst part was, this man dared to call himself her dad!

Yun Jiao’s little face puffed up with anger, tiny flames seeming to spark in her big, beautiful eyes.

She took a running start and charged.

The thief opened his arms and squatted down, about to grab her.

Yun Jiao leaped up, her small hand splayed open. At that height, it was perfect for slapping him right across the face.

The thief felt a sudden, sharp pain in his face. The force of the slap snapped his head to the side, and he staggered before tumbling to the ground.

Ptoo...

Lying on the ground, the thief’s head was buzzing. The slapped side of his face was numb, and his mouth filled with the taste of blood.

He spat, and a tooth mixed with bright red blood landed on the ground.

The thief’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Before he could even process what had happened, another sharp pain shot through his jaw.

Yun Jiao had kicked him in the chin.

Then Yun Jiao straddled him, raised her little hand, and slapped him across the face several more times.

"Mmmph...!"

The thief was in too much pain to even cry out.

His eyes were filled with terror. ’What kind of kid is this? This is no kid!’

The people in the alley were stunned by the sudden scene, not knowing what to do.

"How dare you steal my daddy’s money! Thief!"

"Who do you think you’re calling Daddy? You think you’re worthy?!"

After beating the man to a pulp, Yun Jiao had finally vented her anger.

She took her family’s stolen money back from him.

"Let’s go. To the police station."

Holding the money with her little face still puffed up, Yun Jiao grabbed the back of the thief’s collar and started dragging him away.

"Gasp... Ack..."

The thief’s collar was choking him; he felt like he was suffocating.

He quickly grabbed at his collar.

"Ma’am, where’s the police station?"

Yun Jiao picked a woman from the stunned crowd and asked.

The woman pointed dazedly. "Th-that way."

"Thank you, Ma’am."

Little Yun Jiao thanked her very politely, then resumed dragging the begging man resolutely toward the police station.

The thief’s face was covered in blood, the handprints on his cheeks clearly visible. Being dragged along by such a small child, the scene couldn’t have been more conspicuous.

Someone came forward to ask what was going on.

Yun Jiao looked at the person with her big eyes. "He’s a thief. He stole my family’s money."

The person was dumbfounded. ’A thief, beaten this badly? Who did it?’

’It couldn’t have been this cute, soft-looking kid in front of me, right?’

’Hahaha... But then again, those handprints on his face... uh... they really do look like they belong to a child.’

"Mister, where’s the police station?"

Having lost her way, Yun Jiao politely asked again.

"Uh... I’ll take you there."

Led by the man, they arrived at the police station.

At the entrance, Zhao Jian Country, who had been strolling leisurely to the doorway with an enamel mug, saw a familiar little figure walking his way. Most importantly, she was dragging a nearly unconscious person behind her.

"PFFT..."

Zhao Jian Country sprayed a mouthful of tea.

"Yun Jiao?"

Yun Jiao saw the man and recognized him too.

He was the plainclothes police officer they had interacted with when they caught the human traffickers.

"You... What is this?"

Yun Jiao dropped the thief on the ground.

"Uncle Zhao, this bad guy is a thief. He stole our money."

"A thief?"

Zhao Jian Country put down his enamel mug and hauled the man up.

Seeing his wretched state, Zhao Jian Country sucked in a small breath.

’This is just as bad as those traffickers who got beaten up, if not worse.’

"Jiaojiao, this... you didn’t do this too, did you?"

The corner of Zhao Jian Country’s mouth twitched.

’If he hadn’t experienced it firsthand, who would have thought that this tiny, harmless-looking child was such a violent little tyke?’

Zhao Jian Country quickly had his colleague help the man up.

"Yun Jiao, where’s your family? How much money did the thief steal?"

Yun Jiao showed him the thick wad of cash in her hand.

"2,212 yuan. From selling fish today."

Yun Jiao got angry just talking about it.

"Jiaojiao chased and caught a really big fish, and when we sold it for money, he stole it! He even tore Daddy’s clothes."

"Hiss..."

’Holy cow, that’s a huge sum of money!’

’That thief really did deserve what he got.’

’Wait, what kind of fish did they catch to sell for so much money?’

’I’m starting to feel a little sorry for myself and my salary of a few dozen yuan a month.’

"So where are your dad and the others?"

Yun Jiao’s little brow furrowed. "We got separated chasing him."

To be precise, *she* had gotten separated from Yun Linhai and the others.

"Okay, don’t you worry. Just sit here at the police station. Uncle Zhao will send people to find your dad and the others."

Yun Jiao nodded obediently.

But just as she was about to enter the police station, she rubbed her little tummy.

"I’m hungry."

She looked pitiful.

She’d only had breakfast, plus a few sea urchins in the ocean, and nothing since.

Her stomach growled.

Zhao Jian Country patted her head. "Wait here, Uncle will go buy you something to eat."

Yun Jiao tugged on the corner of his clothes, tilting her exquisitely beautiful little face up at him, her clear, pure eyes gazing at him.

"Together."

Zhao Jian Country was completely defenseless against the cute kid’s charm.

’Such a beautiful child, why isn’t she mine!’

In that moment, Zhao Jian Country had subconsciously forgotten how she had beaten up traffickers and thieves.

’Didn’t the traffickers and thieves deserve it anyway?’

He picked up the child, and the big-and-small pair went to a nearby convenience store.

The convenience store owner clearly knew Zhao Jian Country and greeted him as soon as he saw him.

"Mr. Zhao, what can I get for you? Is this your little girl? What a beautiful child."

They just didn’t look very much alike.

Zhao Jian Country had one of those strong, square faces that radiated righteousness.

Yun Jiao, on the other hand, was exquisitely delicate.

It was like the two of them belonged in different pictures.

Zhao Jian Country waved his hand. "I wish I had a daughter this beautiful. She’s the child of a friend of mine."

"Jiaojiao, take a look and see what you want to eat."

Yun Jiao’s big eyes scanned the store, a little unsure of what to buy.

When the owner learned she hadn’t eaten and was hungry, he recommended instant noodles.

"This stuff will fill you up. Just add hot water, wait a few minutes, and it’s ready to eat. And the taste is just..."

The owner gave a thumbs-up.

The convenience store owner had two types of instant noodles: one for fifty cents and one for eighty.

The eighty-cent one came with two blocks of noodles.

Yun Jiao chose the eighty-cent one. She could afford it!

Just as she was about to pull out the wad of cash to pay, Zhao Jian Country quickly pressed her hand down.

"I’ll get it."

It was just eighty-cent instant noodles; Zhao Jian Country could still afford that much.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao."

After Yun Jiao thanked him, the two returned to the police station, where Zhao Jian Country immediately went to prepare the instant noodles for her.

Yun Jiao’s arrival also attracted the attention of many police officers at the station.

The child was simply too beautiful. Her skin was so fair it seemed to glow, her hair was fluffy, and her features were exquisite, like a delicate doll sitting obediently on a small stool, dutifully licking a lollipop.

The lollipop was a gift from the convenience store owner.