After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 140 Hiding the person

"Wang Meng, tell Auntie, where did Jiang Xiaoran go?"

Song Qiao looked at the eight or nine-year-old girl and asked.

"I……"

Before Wang Meng could speak, the unfamiliar female teacher pushed Song Qiao away: "What are you doing?"

"I want to know where you've hidden Jiang Xiaoran?"

Song Qiao was anxious. If Jiang Xiaoran couldn't be found, her innocence couldn't be proven. Could it be that Jiang Ming had been here?

“Officer, I need to find Wen Zhang. I’ve been here twice before, once when I brought Jiang Xiaoran here, and the other time when Jiang Xiaoran was hitting and biting people here. The time I came here was when Wen Zhang called me. If I find Wen Zhang, everything will be clear.”

Even now, the police are still believing Song Qiao. The policeman named Xing Rui looked at the teacher and said, "Where is the article? Take us to see him!"

"Article? What article? We don't have anything called an article here."

The female teacher looked at the police officer and answered.

"What's your principal's name?" Even Zhang Yao asked nervously.

“Our principal is named Wu Wen. Are you sure you’ve made a mistake? There’s no one here named Wen Zhang.”

The police officer was speechless upon hearing this, looking at Song Qiao with suspicion: "How do you explain this?"

“Officer, when I brought my child here, I really did contact Wen Zhang. If you don’t believe me, you can see the receipt I paid; it has Wen Zhang’s signature on it.”

Thinking of this, Song Qiao turned to look at Zhang Yao: "Where's the receipt you gave me when I paid? Show it to the police."

"The documents are at the company, but I left in such a hurry that I didn't take them."

The police officer looked at Song Qiao and said, "We have already done a lot of work for you regarding this matter. As for the signature on the receipt, we cannot verify it without finding the real person."

Song Qiao understood. Jiang Ming wasn't unaware that Jiang Xiaoran was here; he was just pretending not to know. His goal was to turn the tables on her at the crucial moment.

“Officer, there’s another way. Last time we came here, there were two female teachers who could testify. If they’re here, I think they can prove that we came to drop off Jiang Xiaoran.”

The policeman turned around, looked at Song Qiao, and asked, "Who?"

Song Qiao looked at the female teacher standing next to her and said, "There are a few other female teachers here. Could you ask them to come out and be my witnesses?"

Under pressure from the police, the female teacher said, "There are only four female teachers here. The other three are busy right now. I'll go find them for you right away."

The female teacher was about to leave when Song Qiao called out to her, "Wait a minute, when I came last time, the article said there were six people, how come there are four now?"

The female teacher said irritably, "Are you out of your mind? We've always had four teachers here, where did this six come from?"

The police decided to give Song Qiao another chance, and looked at the female teacher, saying, "Call all the female teachers over here, we need to confirm!"

The female teacher glanced at the policeman, nodded in agreement, and walked away.

After taking a couple of steps, the female teacher turned back and glanced at Wang Meng: "Come on! Help me clean up, it's your turn to clean today."

Upon hearing the teacher's words, Wang Meng had no choice but to stand up and follow the teacher out of the dormitory.

Song Qiao intended to chase after her, but was stopped by the police: "Besides Wang Meng, have any other children seen you?"

Song Qiao shook her head and said, "Yes, there is, but I don't remember who it is."

"Well, there's nothing we can do. If it's not those two female teachers you mentioned, you'll have no choice but to come with us."

Upon hearing the police's words, Zhang Yao quickly said, "I can testify that I came here with Chairman Song, and Jiang Xiaoran stayed here."

The police officer looked at Zhang Yao: "Not only can you not prove anything, but if we can't find the child, you can only be detained as an accomplice."

"How could this be?"

Song Qiao sensed that things were getting more and more complicated, and looked up at the police: "Is someone behind this?"

The policeman asked, "Who?"

"My husband, Jiang Ming!"

When the police officer heard Song Qiao say this, he looked at her and said, "Jiang Ming reported you, but you not only denied it, you also reported him back. Do you have any evidence?"

"Finding the article is proof!"

"The problem is that the principal of this school isn't named Wenzhang, he's named Wu Wen. How about this, we'll go to the principal's office and give you one last chance."

Song Qiao felt that this matter was not very meaningful. If the principal was changed and it wasn't Wen Zhang, this matter wouldn't prove anything. In any case, this matter still needed to be clarified.

"Alright, let's go find the principal."

Perhaps the article was transferred to another school and replaced by a person named Wu Wen. If the new principal knew where the original principal had gone, this matter could be explained.

As the four people were heading to the principal's office, four female teachers came over.

"Do any of you three know this woman? She said she came to our school and brought a child named Jiang Xiaoran."

The teacher who went to call someone earlier looked at the other three colleagues and said...

The three shook their heads and said in unison, "We don't know them!"

"I don't know him!"

"I don't know him!"

Song Qiao looked at the four female teachers, but the two who had disciplined Jiang Xiaoran when she came last time were not among them.

Seeing this, Zhao Yao understood: it seemed that someone had deliberately replaced all the teachers who knew Song Qiao.

"Go find the principal!"

Seeing the disappointment on Song Qiao's face, the police officer gave her a reminder.

Song Qiao and Zhang Yao led the way, bringing two police officers to Wen Zhang's office. They knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

The voice sounded off, and Song Qiao knew this was a big problem. She took out her phone and sent a text message to Lu Mingxuan as she entered the office.

“I was harmed by Jiang Ming, and my child is missing.”

After sending the text message, Song Qiao pushed open the door to the principal's office.

"you……"

The police officer quickly explained, "We're from the police station, looking for a little girl named Jiang Xiaoran. Is she here?"

The police are hesitant to draw any conclusions. The fact that Song Qiao led them through the various rooms and successfully found the principal's office suggests that she was indeed there. They can't immediately determine which part is true and which is false.

"Jiang Xiaoran? We don't have anyone named Jiang Xiaoran here. Are you sure you haven't come to the wrong place?"

Song Qiao gave Wu Wen a cold look: "Where did the articles that used to be in this office go?"

“Article? This office has always been mine. I’ve been the principal here since the school started.”

Song Qiao didn't want to explain further. She looked at the police and said, "This was all arranged in advance. The article was here when I came last time."

Wu Wen is tall and stout, and really looks like a martial artist. He looked at Song Qiao and said, "Is this lady out of her mind? One minute she's talking about Jiang Xiaoran, the next she's talking about Wen Zhang. You should go to a mental hospital!"

Upon hearing Wu Wen's words, the police officer turned and glanced at Song Qiao: "Do you have any further explanation?"

"Officer, the equipment here is all the same as before, only the principal has changed. Please investigate thoroughly. Someone must have hidden Wen Zhang and Jiang Xiaoran and deliberately created this situation for us."

Wu Wen looked at Song Qiao: "I advise you to really go see a mental hospital, officer. My school registration documents are complete. If there's nothing else, I'll go now!"

As Wu Wen stood up from his desk, Song Qiao suddenly noticed a work notebook on the wall with the word "article" written on it. Her eyes lit up, and she walked over to it.