There are twelve information about the case of "Xiao Duzi", the most recent one was a year ago.

In addition to the title of "Xiao Duzi", there is neither ID number nor age information, nor contact information of the guardian in the file.

I looked through Xiaoduzi's criminal record, stealing, robbing bags, smashing car glass, and unloading car wheels. All criminal acts basically occurred near subway stations and train stations, but there was no record of being detained.

"It should be a black man, and he should have been unadulterated when he was dealt with."

Huo Zhiyong looked at the photo on the background. He had a obviously childish face. He smiled happily at the camera. He was so greasy that he curled long hair. His big eyes were rarely clear, but his face turned pale and brown, and his fine teeth were even black with smoke.

The next morning, the task force found Chen Xiao, a police officer who had dealt with the baby many times at the South Station Police Station Police Station.

Old Chen has been working for almost twenty years. He has a square face, short hair, and a pair of glasses. He smiles at everyone.

Huo Zhiyong handed the screenshot of the little calf in the surveillance to Lao Chen. Lao Chen took it and just glanced at it, then shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, "Isn't this a little calf?"

"What's going on with him? Why don't you even have a name? Can you tell us about the specific situation of this little guy?" Tang Gaoyuan asked after taking the photo handed back from Lao Chen.

"How to say, he came out to the world several years ago. At that time, he looked like he was in the sixth and seventh grade, and he was black and thin."

Old Chen sighed, "The first time I saw him was five years ago. He was in the toilet at the train station. A cleaning lady said that a few big men from the Northeast beat a child to death.

I quickly took the people over, and when I arrived at the place, I saw a little calf climbing up from the ground with blood on his face. A little man, my child and him were the fifth last exam at this age, and I never got so miserable.

We took him to the hospital, and he was beaten like that and didn't say a word. I asked him if you would call the police or not. I went to find those people for you. He said no, it was because he was not good at learning skills. They had rules in their profession. No matter how they were caught, they deserved it."

Everyone sat in Lao Chen's office, listening quietly as Lao Chen talked about the past, "Maybe we took him to see the doctor, he thought we were pretty good, so he said he would open it as he talked.

It was not until this time that I realized that this little guy who looked like eleven or 2 years old was a thief who specialized in circulating luggage in the train station. He had just learned some 'craft' from his master. Unexpectedly, he was caught when he was doing something for the first time and was pulled into the toilet and beaten up hard."

"I asked him, what should I do if you are caught next time? He said he would learn his skills with his master, and use blades and tweezers next time. No one can catch him after he learns it well."

Old Chen lit a cigarette and continued, "I asked him where everyone in his family was. He said he was dead. I asked him where he lived, so he reported the name of a village. Then we took him to the welfare home and asked the people inside to take care of him today. We planned to go to the village where he was. If the conditions were feasible, we would send it to the welfare home. As soon as we left, he slipped out of the welfare home and ran away."

"Afterwards, I went to the place name Xiaoduzi mentioned. It was in a village in the suburbs of the west of Beijing and found several neighbors who knew Xiaoduzi. The neighbors told me that Xiaoduzi was born around the millennium and was a completely black household, with no household registration or name."

Lao Chen continued: "His mother was pregnant with him when she was in high school. Xiaoduzi's father was either his mother's classmate or his senior. Anyway, there were more than ten suspicious people, but he didn't recognize any of them.

Such a scandal happened at home. Xiaoduzi's grandfather drove his mother out of the house. His grandmother had no choice but to rent a house for Xiaoduzi's mother to live in. Xiaoduzi was born within a few months. A girl who had never worked and had children with her can imagine how difficult it would be to maintain her life. Fortunately, Xiaoduzi's grandmother often helped the mother and the mother.

When Xiaoduzi grew up to seven or eight years old, his mother ran away with a man from another place. Two years later, his grandmother passed away, and his grandfather didn't want him, so he went to the south to join his aunt. The villagers saw that he was pitiful and asked a neighboring village who runs a copy shop in the city, and sent Xiaoduzi to where he was an apprentice, but for some reason he ran out to learn to be a thief again."

"I have dealt with him several times in recent years. They were caught and sent to the police station after they were mistakenly taken. He knew that he was young and we couldn't handle him. We were not afraid of me and told me everything."

Old Chen pressed his cigarette butt into the ashtray, "I talked to him and told him not to become a little mouse in the sewer, and to go out and turn back to justice. Unfortunately, the age group that he formed three views was all people from all walks of life.

This little guy just follows them every day. I told him to change his mind, but he argued to me that it is not embarrassing to make a living by relying on craftsmanship. It is not embarrassing to make a living by relying on craftsmanship, but what kind of "craftsmanship" does he rely on? What kind of "craftsmanship" can steal people and steal them?

When I asked him, he showed me what he learned, such as how he could use his fingers to pick out the pen in boiling water in an instant, and silently smash the car glass with an escape hammer. Now he is even more courageous and completely crooked. He dares to take someone else's bag in broad daylight, and can be handcuffed with a single iron wire.

I have seen him less and less in the past two years, and he is growing faster and faster. We have not been caught by us in two years. However, I know that his behavior is gradually escalating and something will happen one day. I expected him to have this day."

"I don't know much about your security affairs, but do you clean up the miscellaneous people around the railway station?" asked a police officer.

Old Chen said helplessly: "How is that possible! We stared at each other for twenty-four hours, hoping to clean it up every day.

But there are so many people that cannot withstand many people. There are more than 100,000 people coming in and out every day. When they get busy, hundreds of thousands of people are big. Just after they were arrested and sent in, someone will make up for it. Not long after, someone will make up for it. The public security sector is not like the case you handle. There is no end, and you can only be on the road all the time. Moreover, we are not Gods!"

"Then do you know where this little kid will go? Or where he will be now?" Tang Gaoyuan asked.

Old Chen shook his head, "I haven't talked to him for several years, but I'll take you to find someone, he may know."

Everyone nodded and followed Lao Chen to the underground space at the exit of the railway station. During this period, pedestrians leaving the station were rushing. On the wall of the underground passage, more than a dozen beggars wrapped in old mattresses were lying on the ground, knocking on the broken jar in their hands, and constantly reaching out to the passers-by for money.

"The penultimate guy who is 40 or 50 years old and has a bad beard named Lao Guapi. He was caught by us before and was sentenced to three years. He just came out for a few months. Now he won't steal it anymore and begged instead."
Chapter completed!