Chapter 256 Quiet down, my brain is loading...

She was unsure which of them were Chen Xiping's accomplices.

But she felt that anyone who wanted to back down at this point must have something to hide; there's a saying, "a guilty conscience needs no accuser."

So she targeted a few people who had retreated and had Xiaoyuan hold them back.

Upon hearing the middle-aged woman's description of the wallet, she immediately identified the person in question.

She buried her head in Qiao Changdong's ear and whispered, "Dad, it's that person wearing a leather jacket and carrying a black duffel bag. The wallet is in the black duffel bag."

After Qiao Qiao finished speaking, she waited for Qiao Changdong to arrest the person.

But after she finished speaking, she noticed that Qiao Changdong was frowning at her and asking, "Sweetie, did you just say something?"

What's the meaning?

Qiao Qiao looked at Qiao Changdong with a puzzled expression.

Were those words she just said also muted?

But that shouldn't be the case. These are plot points not found in the original work, and Chen Xiping isn't mentioned at all in the original story. It's impossible for them to affect the plot's direction.

How could the laws of the world silence her?

Or is it—

Qiao Qiao looked at the person she had locked onto.

The man was around forty years old, wearing a dark red leather jacket. He had unremarkable features, a bit of a beard on his chin, and a very ordinary appearance.

But his eyes held a hint of ruthlessness, suggesting he was likely the leader of this gang of petty thieves.

The laws of the world will silence her, generally in two situations.

One possibility is that the person or event will affect the subsequent plot.

One possibility is that the incident was described in the original work, but it hasn't happened yet, or it has happened but can't be known to the public to avoid affecting the plot; the laws of the world would prevent her from revealing it.

Which category does this man fall into?

Qiao Qiao couldn't say it.

The only reminder Qiao Changdong could get was from the small bubble above his head.

Following the clues from the little figure in the bubble above Qiao Qiao's head, Qiao Changdong immediately identified the man Qiao Qiao wanted to point out.

He handed Qiao Qiao, whom he was holding, to Yan Liti, and then strode toward the man in the leather jacket who was sweating profusely because he couldn't walk.

She snatched the black duffel bag from the man's hand.

The man panicked.

He wanted to resist, but he was as if possessed, unable to move his body, and could only watch helplessly as Qiao Changdong snatched the duffel bag from his hands.

Qiao Changdong opened the black duffel bag in front of everyone.

The moment it was opened, the onlookers erupted in uproar.

Because inside that black duffel bag were not only the dark red leather bag the middle-aged woman had described, but also more than a dozen wallets of various sizes.

"This wallet...this wallet is mine! Damn it, when did he steal it? I had no idea!"

"This is mine! Mine!"

"Ah, mine's in here too. This guy's a repeat offender!"

"This is outrageous! Arrest him and take him to the police station! Now!"

"..."

A series of exclamations and condemnations erupted from the crowd.

Seeing that things were not going well, the other three accomplices tried to slip away in the chaos.

However, the little bubble above Qiao Qiao's head had already identified them. Qiao Changcai jumped up and kicked the two men to the ground. When he landed, he grabbed the only woman in the group.

Qiao Changcai subdued his three accomplices in one fell swoop.

This drew thunderous applause and endless praise from the crowd.

Not long after, someone went to the nearby police station to report the incident.

Before the police arrived, Qiao Qiao was still staring intently at the middle-aged man, continuing to ponder the questions she had asked earlier.

After arranging things for the petty thieves, Qiao Changdong turned around to look at Qiao Qiao, who was being held by Yan Liti.

That's what I saw.

The little one nestled obediently on Yan Liti's shoulder, remaining silent as if lost in thought.

Inside the tiny bubble above its head, a little person is scratching with one hand on its hip and the other on its chin.

On the little figure's forehead, there was a round disc like a clock, which was spinning rapidly, seemingly real yet not quite.

On the top of this round plate, there is a line of text engraved: "Be quiet, your brain is loading..."

Qiao Changdong didn't understand what "loading" meant.

He just thought his daughter was incredibly cute.

He pulled her from Yan Liti's arms.

He gave her a big kiss on the cheek before asking, "Sweetie, what are you thinking about so seriously? Tell Daddy, and Daddy will think about it with you."

Qiao Qiao looked up at him.

The little person in the bubble above his head frowned and looked at him, and a line of words appeared on his forehead: There's something I can't figure out.

“If you can’t figure it out, then try looking at it from a different perspective,” Qiao Changdong said.

Qiao Qiao blinked.

How about a different perspective?

Then Qiao Changdong, Qiao Changcai, and Yan Liti saw that inside the bubble on Qiao Qiao's forehead, a little person with three question marks on his head had turned 180 degrees clockwise and was now lying horizontally in mid-air.

This perfectly illustrates what it means to think from a different perspective.

"Hahaha!!!!"

Are you a clown?

"Hahaha."

The three adults who saw it burst into laughter at the same time, and even Qiao Changcai laughed heartily.

Wang Jun and the masses, who couldn't see any of this, were filled with questions.

Feeling mocked, the little person inside the bubble angrily kicked its feet and then vanished with a plop.

When the police arrived.

Qiao Changdong and Wang Jun then briefly recounted the events to the person.

When Wang Jun recounted the whole story to the police, his tone was particularly regretful.

"It's a pity I've already retired from the military, otherwise this would have been a third-class merit award delivered to my door. Now I can only be a helpful bystander. What a pity."

"..." Several police officers.

The middle-aged woman whose wallet had been found thanked Qiao Changdong profusely.

He even took out a ten-yuan note from his wallet and stuffed it into Qiao Qiao's hand, saying it was for her as New Year's money.

Ten yuan is a lot of New Year's money, and Qiao Qiao was too embarrassed to accept it, but the middle-aged woman insisted on giving her something in return. In the end, she pointed to the old man selling Dingding candy next to her and said, "Auntie, I want to eat Dingding candy."

Dingding candy, also known as knocking candy or sesame candy.

This sugar is made from maltose.

When the vendors carry them on their shoulders, they sell them in whole pieces.

When customers buy it, they need to tap it off little by little with a small hammer. When it's tapped, it makes a ding-ding-ding sound, so many people call it Dingding Candy or Knocking Candy.

This candy is delicious and cheap; it's one of the few candies that kids can afford these days.

Qiao Qiao has a sweet tooth, so naturally she likes it too.

The middle-aged woman smiled and agreed, buying her three yuan's worth. The vendor carefully broke them open piece by piece, wrapped them in candy wrappers, and there were three large bags of them.

"Here, my good child, take this." The middle-aged woman bought the candy, squatted down in front of Qiao Qiao, and lovingly stuffed the candy into her arms.

She was only focused on the money and didn't notice Qiao Qiao's appearance at the time.

Now, as I squat down in front of someone and give them candy, I realize how beautiful this little girl is.