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Su Wanwan sat on the office chair with a cloth bag bigger than herself in her small hands, waving her little legs in the air one by one.,The little girl looked very strange. She had been at the police station for so long, but she didn't cry or make a fuss, she was so well-behaved.,Following his gaze, about seven or eight paces away, a gaunt vulture was pecking at the carcass of a wild dog. It occasionally looked around with vigilance.。