Chapter 52 Tong Tong and Aunt Leng

Tongtong is seven years old and lives in a small alley in the north gate of Lausanne.

When she was two years old, a car accident took away her parents, leaving only the young girl and her grandfather who lost a leg in the car accident to live together.

The North Gate is known as a slum in Lausanne. As the residents here, Tongtong and her grandfather naturally live in poverty, eating porridge and pickles, and living in a small house less than [-] square meters.

Fortunately, the little girl is quite sensible and understands the difficulties of life. She not only helps her grandfather with housework, but also often goes to the trash cans on the street to find waste paper and plastic bottles and sell them to subsidize the family.

The neighbors all praised the little girl for her ability.

But no matter how hard a child under ten years old works, it is still far from enough for a family's daily expenses.

Especially a year ago, Grandpa Tongtong accidentally fell into a ditch beside the road because of the slippery road in rainy weather. When he was found, he had already passed out, exhaled more than breathed in.

Sent to the hospital, he was diagnosed with intracranial hemorrhage and needed immediate rescue.

But where does the little girl have so much money to pay for the operation.

Just when the little girl was desperate and begged the doctor to save her grandfather, a woman appeared.

She is like a ray of dawn, shining into Tongtong's life.

The woman paid enough for surgery and hospitalization, not only that, but also took care of Tongtong as her own daughter.

Tongtong once again felt the feeling of having a mother, and the smile she hadn't seen for a long time filled her face again.

As the old man is old and his physical function is insufficient, his recovery is very slow.

Only recently could I barely get out of bed.

On this day, Tongtong, who was wearing a pink padded jacket and two croissant braids, was helping his grandfather to exercise and walk.

Suddenly, I heard familiar footsteps coming from the alley.

Teng Teng Teng.
The little girl's eyes lit up, and before she saw anyone, she jumped up for joy:
"Aunt Leng is here!"

Grandpa Tongtong raised his head tremblingly, and found that a middle-aged woman in luxurious clothes had come to the door, and immediately showed a grateful, but also hidden a trace of embarrassed smile.

Behind the middle-aged woman, followed by a young girl.

Grandpa only regarded her as the younger generation of the woman named Aunt Leng, and after a brief glance, he didn't care much.

Tongtong originally wanted to run to Aunt Leng's side to express her longing since she hadn't seen her for a long time.

But when he turned his head and looked at his grandfather, who was still not able to stand still, he had no choice but to give up the idea.

Grandpa seemed to see what the little girl was thinking, let go of his hand, smiled lovingly, signaled her to leave him alone, and pulled a chair with difficulty to sit down.

Like a bird returning to the forest, Tongtong smiled and jumped to Aunt Leng's side.

"Aunt Leng, you haven't seen Tongtong for a while, Tongtong misses you."

Aunt Leng smiled and nodded to Grandpa, and gently patted the little girl's head.

"Aunt Leng has been very busy recently. Didn't she come to see Tongtong when she is free? Is Tongtong being good recently? Did you listen to Grandpa?"

The little girl straightened her chest, swinging her two braids back and forth, and said proudly:

"Tongtong is the most obedient."

"That's right, Tongtong is the most obedient."

Grandpa Tongtong also chimed in with a smile, wrinkles forming on his bark-like face.

With a smile on her face, Aunt Leng led Tongtong into the room, she was not polite, she pulled a stool and sat down.

Tongtong wanted to move a stool for the beautiful sister who was following Aunt Leng, but Aunt Leng stopped her.

Tongtong was young, so she didn't think much about it after being stopped, and she still surrounded Aunt Leng happily.

But Grandpa Tongtong felt very strange.

Since this young woman came with Aunt Leng, she should have known her even if it wasn't the relationship between the elder and the younger.

Why would Aunt Leng stop Tong Tong?
Moreover, the old man found that the young woman had no expression on her face and her eyes were empty from the moment she appeared, just like the terminally ill patients she saw when she was hospitalized.

"Could it be that this girl also has an incurable disease?"

Thinking of this, Grandpa once again looked at the young woman with curiosity and pity.

No, Aunt Leng caught this look.

The smile on the middle-aged woman's face became even wider, she pulled Tongtong who was surrounded by her into her arms, and listening to the little girl's silver-bell-like laughter, she said:

"Uncle Zhao, I actually came here today to ask you and Tongtong for help."

Grandpa Tongtong shook his head several times:

"Xiao Leng, you have helped me and Tongtong so much, let alone please, as long as I can do it, old man, there is no other way."

Even though he said that, Grandpa Tongtong couldn't help being very strange.

He is a bad old man with a broken leg and not in good health, and Tong Tong, a little girl less than ten years old, how can he help.

Tongtong raised her smiling face and also volunteered to help.

Aunt Leng caressed the top of Tongtong's head, said with a smile:

"Uncle Zhao, don't worry, you and Tongtong will definitely be able to help with this."

Between the words, unconsciously, there was a different taste.

At this moment, a hint of sadness and anger suddenly appeared in the empty pupils of the woman behind Aunt Leng, and it disappeared in a flash.

Grandpa Tongtong didn't notice this, and struggled to stand up with the armrests of the chair, but failed, so he had to adjust his sitting posture with difficulty, and said:

"It's good if you can help me, otherwise Tongtong and I will be taken care of by you all the time, old man, I feel very sorry, I don't know what you want me and Tongtong to do, Xiao Leng?"

"It's simple."

Aunt Leng stopped touching the top of Tongtong's head suddenly, and her five fingers grasped Tongtong's head.

Tongtong felt a little uncomfortable, twisted it, but couldn't twist it off.

In the next second, Aunt Leng's originally kind smile suddenly became sinister, and the lips painted with bright red lipstick seemed to have turned into a devil's mouth that chooses people and devours them.

"I need to borrow the heads of you and Tongtong, Uncle Zhao."

Strange affairs bureau.

Inside Zhong Qiwei's office.

Zhong Qiwei had already left at some point, and only Shen Xiu, who was sitting on the chair with a sad face, regretting endlessly, and Wang Quan, who was expressionless on the wheelchair, were left.

"If you want to regret it, it's not too late."

Wang Quan was sitting in a wheelchair, and Gu Jing looked at Shen Xiu calmly.

Shen Xiu looked up at her, mouth full of bitterness, lowered her head even lower, and muttered in her mouth:

"What's the use of regretting it? Why don't you go if you regret it?"

Just now, he was rejecting Zhong Qiwei, but he didn't expect Wang Quan to come and say something like "If he doesn't go, I will."

A wounded man who was almost severed with a knife still wanted to be brave, Shen Xiu almost rolled his eyes into a permanent state.

Even Zhong Qiwei advised her to recuperate first.

But Wang Quan didn't listen.

He only said that as an explorer of the Lausanne City Bureau of Strange Incidents, he is duty-bound to do this kind of thing. As long as he is not dead, he must perform the task.

After finishing speaking, Zhong Qiwei was asked to assign her a new partner.

But the Bureau of Foreign Affairs suffered heavy losses in Dense Fog Town, not to mention the current shortage of manpower, even if there was no such thing, other people would have formed a team long ago, and there would be no single person to assign to her.

If there was one, it could only be Zhou Cheng who was recuperating at home with the monk Shen Xiu in front of him.

In the end, seeing that Wang Quan couldn't be beaten by Zhong Qiwei, he kept on doing nothing, regardless of Shen Xiu's previous rejections, and said bluntly, since you have cooperated in the mission of Dense Fog Town, you will also be responsible for this mission.

After finishing speaking, he left the office as if fleeing, leaving the two to discuss by themselves.

Wang Quan didn't seem to hear Shen Xiu's muttering, turned the wheelchair and slid out the door.

At the same time, a voice also floated into Shen Xiu's ears:

"If you want to save someone, hurry up and follow."

(End of this chapter)

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