Chapter 241 (1/2)

New District branch.

Cooperating with the police, Han Shuilan has collapsed and sat on the step outside the front door of the police station, unwilling to leave.

From time to time she covered her face and wept. Sometimes she looked up at the dark sky. There was no sadness in her tears filled eyes, only empty despair, and no anger or hope.

It's windy and cold at night.

Liu Yanbo took off his coat and gently put it on Han Shuilan. Then he sat quietly beside her, but could not say a word.

He is not good at words, but he is so stupid that he can't even say a comforting word. What's the use of saying it?

In this world, happiness can be said for others to share, but pain can never be shared with the comfort of words.

Han Shuilan did not speak. She did not even look at Liu Yanbo again.

The police station is full of lights, people come and go, and sometimes there is a loud noise, but they are as if they are in another world, there is only silence in general.

In this way, I don't know how long I sat, until the tears in Han Shuilan's eyes had dried up. As long as Liu Yanbo had been twisting his head to look at her, his neck was aching.

Two old people with white hair helped each other and walked into the compound of the police station.

These two old people don't look very old. They should not be in their seventies. But at the moment, their staggering steps seem to be in their twilight years. It seems that every step they take may be the last step in their life.

They trembled up the steps and went to Han Shuilan, who was buried in her lap. They seemed to have exhausted all their strength, but their voice was so weak that they called out: ”Xiaolan ~”

Han Shuilan slowly raised her head and looked at the two old people who appeared in front of them. Color appeared again in their empty eyes, but it was more than sad Sad and sad, she opened her mouth but wanted to cry without tears. In her hoarse voice, there was an excessive cry of sadness: ”Dad, mom, I have lost Xi'er ~”

this news was received by the two old people before they came, but when they heard their daughter say it themselves, they were still struck by lightning.

Han's mother finally couldn't hold on. Her eyes were black and she fell back straight.

”Wife ~”

”Ma ~”

Liu Yanbo's eyes were quick, and he quickly caught the fallen mother Han, and then pinched her.

After a while, Han's mother awoke and turned. As soon as her eyes opened, her tears burst into her eyes. She kept murmuring, ”my good grandson, my good grandson...”

”Mom ~” Han Shuilan cried bitterly, and kept blaming herself: ”all blame me, all blame me...”

Collapse -

only collapse.

Han's father seemed to be several decades old at this time, and he was already in tears, but he did not fall. Although he was tottering, he was still standing like a pillar in the cold wind howling winter night. He looked up at the brightly lit police station building, hoping to see the light of hope, and asked, ”Xiaolan, what do the police say?”

”The police have filed an investigation and expanded the scope of the search.” Liu Yanbo answered instead.

”Well, do you have any news?” Han Fu asked eagerly.

Liu Yanbo lowered his head. He did not dare to face Han's father's hope for hope. He shook his head and said, ”not yet.”