The process of infiltrating the police station was not as thrilling as White Snake had expected, perhaps thanks to the human excitement caused by the relocation and reconstruction of this area, which not only inevitably interfered with the nerves of the police officers who worked here every day, but also directly reflected the environment around them. Next door to the police station compound is a low-grade clothing store, three months ago the house has been empty, although the demolition of it has not yet begun, but such a house is not unattended, and the wall of the police station adjacent to it is not installed monitoring, probably because they feel that the small aisle between the two is very quiet and does not pose any hidden danger.

Yes, the small aisle is too narrow, but the distance between the courtyard walls on both sides of it is also very small. It is difficult to climb the high wall of the police station, but it is also a good trick for White Snake to climb the wall of the abandoned shop next to it when it is dark, and then jump over from a blind spot where the monitoring is selected. Next, if she copied the domestic and foreign police and bandit film and television works she watched in her spare time, then she swaggered and pushed the door into the police station, and went straight through the densely populated office area, without a single police officer to stop, inquire or even pay attention to it all the way, and then she alertly flashed into an empty corridor, came to the door of the unmanned archive room, went in and read the information inside without anyone bothering her, and finally continued to float away like air with the required information.

Fortunately, according to the layout of the house, the archive room is located at the side and rear of the entire police station, and its own structure is certainly impeccable, but there is a dirty old-fashioned wooden-framed window on the side of the wall facing outward in the corridor in front of the door, and there is no iron railing, only a window latch, which can be pushed open from the inside out. Maybe they didn't take it seriously and never thought of renovating the old window, or maybe they received the news of the relocation before they were ready to renovate, so they didn't bother to do it anymore, anyway, this loophole became the secret entrance of the White Snake, and she quietly entered the archives without being discovered, taking advantage of all the cover and convenience provided by everything that happened on the construction site.

"Not only is there no of his parents and relatives, but the head of the house whose address is not registered, even if he is the only one!"

All of the information that White Snake had obtained from the Archives, including this one, had been picked up by Dante via coded text message when he arrived in the city. So far, there have been more and more suspicions and strange things surrounding Zheng Haohui, and there is almost a tendency to be strange, but this information about his household registration is the most threatening in Dante's eyes at the moment.

It is completely unreasonable for the place where the household registration address is located without a head of household, whether it is a house with property rights or an old-style rented house in the nature of a dormitory, even if the last surviving person in the household registration book is not qualified as the head of household, the registration data of the public security bureau should also record the name of the deceased former head of household or tenant. But White Snake is very sure that the person associated with the police station's file and address is only Zheng Haohui, and no one else can be found before and after. Even if his hukou was moved from elsewhere, it shouldn't be written that way. "Of course, the White Snake has also spotted anomalies.

There are two possible reasons for this. One is more optimistic, that is, the public security work in charge of household registration has made mistakes, and the materials of their families have been mistakenly deleted or messed up when recording and sorting. The other is who used unconventional means to erase Zheng Haohui's kinship from the source of the identity file. It would be chilling to speculate further along the lines: whoever did it would not be to play tricks on Zheng Haohui, nor would it be like a deliberate cover-up of the foul team's clues, but more like a foreshadowing of the next conspiracy. Imagine a person who has no social connections, deprived of his blood, then this person is like an orphan, what he did next, what happened, from the motive can not easily find out the person who is directly or closely related to him, in that case, it is also an understatement to erase him in the end.

Dante's vision of the investigation was originally different from that of the White Snake, but in this small town where he was unfamiliar, he was a weak nerd who liked to live in a nest family, acting independently, without the company of a good "colleague", which was a bit unsafe. Fortunately, with Li Yunqing's approval, he can openly inquire about the whereabouts of the previous rescue recipients in the name of volunteers. The former address and the new development are still two important locations, but Dante doesn't plan to stare at them. He believes that Cheng Ho-fai is an emotional person, and when he returns to his hometown, he will choose his foothold according to his temperament and feelings. At first, he wondered if Zheng Haohui would be reluctant to live in a villa-style comfortable living space, and there are two luxury residential communities in this small city. Therefore, on the first day of his arrival, he went non-stop to visit the properties of the two houses, and the address left by the person he liked was in their community, but there was no house number. Both properties were very cooperative, but their owners did not have the name and phone number of Cheng Ho-fai. Dante described the appearance and demeanor of the rescuer, and asked the property to accompany the person who found the sales department to ask him, and the salesperson had no impression of such a person.

Perhaps, he is no longer the cartoonist who curled up in front of the table in the spacious room with his fingers like bamboo sticks holding a paintbrush, and his revenge is really a ruthless, decisive act. Dante thought that his target of revenge was probably not limited to the individual, but also to everything that the man had, and Longsheng Manor was obviously one of them. If he does something about this real estate, he will probably have to prepare some "props" if he can't do it with a knife or an iron rod. After so many days of no action, he needed a place to store his "props".

Following this line of thought, over the next two days, Dante focused his attention on the apartment buildings and hotels around Manor Longsheng. He believed that with Zheng Haohui's original address, the distance here was shorter and closer, and it was reasonable to reduce the chance of going wrong when he started, and he felt that Zheng Haohui would be sad when he saw that his original home was rebuilt into that appearance, and he would be sad that it was unrecognizable and unwilling to stay there. So, in the past two days, Dante dragged his feet, tossing and turning between the jagged buildings in the city, until his legs and feet were sore and almost numb, but unfortunately there was no gain. The city has not yet been fully developed by real estate developers, and many of the units here are old dormitories, and the others that are a little newer, the most recent ones were built eleven or twelve years ago, and the important thing is that they have already been filled by their owners, even if they have more than one owner. Dante is very sure that although this grievance has been in Zheng Haohui's heart for a long time, this emotional person has never bothered to make long-term plans for transforming it into a fierce act, so to buy such a house, he only has a few days from returning to his hometown to now. Accordingly, Dante took the time to browse the properties in the vicinity of the units, knocking on the nearest buyers. How the intermediary staff beat around the bush, he still confirmed one thing: none of the few buyers in recent days meet the characteristics of Zheng Haohui. The investigation of the hotel, or the exclusion, is much more time-saving, but Ding thinks that Cheng Haohui will not give in to the small inn with compact space and poor hygiene and facilities, and that those who are of good grade will have to ensure that he can store the items he will use for revenge. At the front desk of hotels and hotels that meet these conditions, Dante tries to report the name and ID number of the person he is helping or asks who has stayed there since the day Zheng Haohui returned, and all he gets is a gentle negative reply from the front desk lady.

It was now the evening of the third day of his arrival at Zheng Haohui's hometown, Dante patted his weak legs, sighed and looked at the Longsheng Manor in the distance, finally lowered his head, and decided to find a place to eat and sit for a while. He walked into a ramen restaurant, ordered ramen and skewers, and almost got down to the table until the food arrived. After nibbling on two skewers of lamb, he had no intention of raising his head, but he saw what had given him the greatest revelation in three days.

It was a large photograph hanging on the wall, and the content of the photograph was nothing special, it was a vast grassland under a clear blue sky. However, it is inlaid in a wooden frame, which reminds Dante of painting. That's right, painting! Why didn't I think of it earlier! Dante Mao suddenly realized that in Zheng Haohui's heart, in addition to his love for his "wife" and hatred for his father, there was another emotion that was enough to affect him - his interest in painting. However, the intelligence analyst of the foul team did not immediately get up and rush out of the noodle shop and run down the street, but while ignoring the noodles and barbecue and the hot mouth, he quickly flipped through the memories in his head, thinking about where he had seen the buildings related to the paintings, but he couldn't remember them at all. He put the last bite of noodles in his mouth, then hurriedly settled the bill and left, walking back towards Longsheng Manor.

Dante is determined to take Manor Longsheng as his heart and carefully search for houses marked by fine arts in his radius. Unfortunately, if there were two people, the investigation could have advanced much faster, and if there was one person, it meant that he could only follow the route and go around in circles.

There are no painting shops around the nearest street to Longsheng Manor, except for photo studios and bridal shops, only "beauty", "hairdressing", "nail art", and a little further afield, you also found an art training school. This is not surprising, after all, today's painting art is not a direct and stimulating consumer experience for the public, and it seems that the city does not have a deep enough art tradition, nor does it have a commercial operation chain of artworks like 798, so even those who really love pen and ink in the city will know that the opening of the store in this prime location with high rent is very likely to end up in a loss. He went in the photo studio and asked, the art training school was closed at this time, and he called the mobile phone according to the signboard, but there was still no clue about Zheng Haohui. But he was determined to walk through the neighborhood thoroughly, every street corner and every aisle.

Before he knew it, it was getting dark, and Dante had walked out of the two commercial streets of Longsheng Manor, and in the southeast direction, he found a narrow and deep alley, sandwiched between two rows of small two-story buildings of the kind common in the south. Perhaps because it was not included in the development plan, the alley has obviously not been renovated, and looks very old, or rather shabby, and even the street lights are not very bright, forming a very stark contrast to the magnificence of a commercial street across the road. It's also worth exploring. Dante thought so by his senses, and felt through the dim light.

Most of the small buildings on both sides of the alley are about private houses, and there are also three or four one-story restaurants or shops, which are still open with lights on at this time. Dante went all the way to the deepest part of the alley and found a much larger and brighter shop.

The first thing that attracted Dante was that the façade of the shop was not square and usually only left as an entrance and exit like the new shops of today, but its façade had a long cross-section, and the wall was bounded by the horizontal line under the window, and the white and blue tiles were pasted, but unfortunately it was now tarnished by the increasing number of stains on the surface. Through the windows, you can see a row of angular triple-glazed counters shining through the white light from the energy-saving light tubes, and behind the counters there are several glass cabinets, and the counters and cabinets can be seen neatly placed pen holders, brushes, acrylic cans, paper and other items. Seeing this, Dante remembered to look up at the store's sign. The so-called signboard is to install a layer of iron plate on the top of the exterior wall, the iron plate is painted into a light blue similar to the lower half of the tile, and the face is pasted with a line of beautiful gilded italic characters, but unfortunately the plating of the word has been seriously eroded, and the word itself looks a little dull, and some strokes have fallen off, I believe that in the daytime, it is not easy to see them all clearly at first glance. Dante also had a little trouble with his eyes before he could recognize the sign: Xiazhaikou Art Supply Store.

He remembered that there was a bus stop not far away called "Xiazhaikou Station", and the way the store was named seemed too simple in this era. He pushed the door open and walked in. Sure enough, although the cross-section of the store is long, the interior does not have much depth, which is very old-fashioned state-run store style, combined with its appearance and interior layout, Dante has a rough idea in mind.

His eyes quickly turned to the corner on the right, and at about the same moment as his gaze moved there, he heard a greeting in a thick dialect: "Welcome, what do you want to buy?" The white-haired old man sitting in the corner took off his reading glasses, put down his hand to the magazine "Art World", and stood up.

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