262 A Piece of Cake (1/2)

With soft, silky hair draped around her shoulders, large eyes like the moon, a small nose with a high bridge, slightly flushed cheeks, and tender skin as white as snow and frost, the little girl was like a small fairy or a doll carved out of jade. She looked incredibly innocent and beautiful.

Xiao Luo hadn't said anything yet.

Zhang Dashan was the first to give in. He said, ”Never mind, let's take her with us. It's too heart-wrenching to see such a cute little girl cry. After all, it won't be for long. Her family will come and fetch her tomorrow.”

Xiao Luo was uncertain. He didn't want to be put in charge of this little troublemaker, but he felt that his inner peace was disturbed when he saw her cry. It felt as if there was an electric drill forcefully drilling away in his heart, making its way inside. It made him very upset.

Could it be that he had a thing for little girls?

He was unable but to make such a guess. Who would believe that the devil cop would feel upset over a little girl crying?

”Dad, Dad...”

The little girl was wildly crying. Her teary eyes were red as she kept on shouting.

Xiao Luo sighed. He held the little girl's small, pale hands and comforted her softly. ”Don't cry. You can stay with me until your family finds you.”

”OK, Beibei will be a very good girl!” The little girl nodded obediently and finally stopped her tears.

Xiao Luo smiled slightly and lifted his head. He asked the policewoman, ”Do you have any tissue on you?”

”Yes.”

The policewoman quickly took out a packet of tissues from her pocket and handed it to Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo opened it and took out one sheet. He gently wiped away the tears on the little girl's face. ”What's your full name?”

”Beibei,” the little girl answered.

Xiao Luo smiled in resignation. Beibei was definitely a nickname. He asked for her full name, which would include her surname and name, but it was obvious that the little girl couldn't comprehend the concept. He dismissed his intention to continue asking.

”Dad, what's your name?”

The little girl opened her big, charming eyes wide, as she innocently and curiously asked the question.

Given that she didn't even know Xiao Luo's name, the police officers present realized that the little girl wasn't Xiao Luo's daughter. But why was she so reliant on Xiao Luo? Was it simply because Xiao Luo had saved her?

Everyone was puzzled and confused.

”Your Dad's name is Xiao Luo. As for me, you can just call me 'Brother Dashan.'” Zhang Dashan walked over and chuckled.

”Can you not be so shameless?”

Xiao Luo turned around and admonished him. Zhang Dashan was almost 30 years old, yet he still asked a 3- or 4-year-old girl to address him as ”Brother.” He was incredibly thick-skinned.

Zhang Dashan immediately defended himself. ”F*ck, what's wrong with getting her to address me as 'brother?' Any single guy should always be addressed as 'brother,' you know?”

Xiao Luo rolled his eyes at him. ”Nonsense.”

”Nonsense your ass!”

Zhang Dashan jumped around furiously like an angry bull flaring hot air from its nostrils.

Seeing the two fight verbally, the other police officers chuckled. It seemed that Xiao Luo, who was known as the devil cop, was not so cold after all!

...

After about 10 minutes, Xiao Luo, Zhang Dashan, and the little girl, Beibei, arrived at the location of the class gathering—Maple Leaf Hotel.

It was a famous hotel in Jiangcheng. It combined dining, leisure, entertainment, and housing in one location, and it had many branches in Jiangcheng. Each of them was in a strategic location within the surrounding urban areas. One easily identified the main consumer group there from the various mid-to-high-level cars in the parking lot.

Xiao Luo also knew that Maple Leaf Hotel was owned by Chongshan Court, which meant that the boss behind it was Chu Yunxiong.

”It seems that we are late, so we will have to drink a few glasses of liquor as punishment.” Zhang Dashan looked at the time and signaled with his head.

”You still need to drive,” Xiao Luo reminded him. ”It'll do to just drink a few glasses of a beverage. Don't get pulled over for drunk driving later when we go home.”

Zhang Dashan waved his hand. ”What's there to be afraid of? You are here, right? Which cop in Jiangcheng doesn't know you now? One word from you is enough to make them pee their pants. They wouldn't dare pull us over even if they had a hundred times their courage.”