CHAPTER XV

The afternoon sun is warm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 There were not many people on the street, a few cleaners, gathered under the trees to chat and rest.

A young girl came over and smiled politely: "Please ask, which one is Sister Zhang Sufen?" ā€

Several cleaners looked at her, and one of them stood up: "I am, what's the matter with you?" ā€

Jian Yao paused for a moment and said with a smile, "Auntie, let's talk here." It's a little hot, so I'll buy you a few bottles of water first. ā€

She went to the nearby newsstand and bought a large bag of water and brought it to them. These eldest sisters don't know what medicine she sells in her gourd, and they are a little embarrassed. But Jian Yao just smiled softly, asked Zhang Sufen to step aside, drank a bottle of water with her, and said, "Auntie, there is something I want to ask you, did you work as a helper in the Yao family a few years ago?" ā€

Zhang Sufen pursed her lips and said, "Girl, why are you asking this?" ā€

Jian Yao replied: "Haven't two people died in the Yao family in the past few days, I heard the helper and aunt over there say that you have also done it in the Yao family, and I want to ask you to understand the situation." "In fact, the information of Zhang Sufen and other servants was obtained by the police through other channels. Without any evidence, the investigation of Yao Yuange must not alarm anyone. What if Tong Sheng's case is really related to him, what if a servant or an insider back then happens to be an accomplice, or has a close relationship with Yao Yuange?

Zhang Sufen understood a little: "You are ...... Reporter? ā€

Jian Yao smiled and said nothing.

"yes, I worked there for a year, and then I couldn't do it anymore." Zhang Sufen said.

"Why?"

Zhang Sufen was silent for a moment and said, "That's what kind of work people do." Although I earn a lot less money from sweeping the floor now, I am at ease. ā€

……

"The people of the Yao family, where can they be considered people."

Jian Yao was silent for a moment and asked, "They abused the helpers, didn't you think about calling the police?" ā€

"What's the use? The Yao family is rich and powerful, what if they call the police and they look for someone to retaliate again? Anyway, it's just a small injury, and it's not enough. ā€

Jian Yao took out a photo and handed it to her: "This girl, have you seen it?" ā€

Zhang Sufen looked at it carefully and shook her head: "I haven't seen it." ā€

"Then ......" Jian Yao threw out a bolder question, "Has Yao Yuange ever brought a young girl home?" ā€

"No, I don't think I've seen this before."

Jian Yao turned around and walked across the street, and saw Bo Jin Yan wearing sunglasses, standing under the eaves alone, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking in her direction.

Not to mention, it looks tall with a bit of delicateness, and a bit of coldness in the delicate, which is different from the usual handsomeness.

She shook her head gently at him.

They and Fang Qing divided into two groups and separately investigated the possible insiders of the year. But so far, nothing has been found, and no one has seen Tong Sheng.

Bo Jinyan grabbed her shoulders, and the two walked back.

Jian Yao said: "I found that you look good in sunglasses." ā€

Bo Jinyan smiled faintly: "Of course." ā€

The corners of Jian Yao's mouth curled up, and she looked up at him, but she was stabbed by the scorching sunlight behind him and turned her head to look at the ground.

Bo Jinyan's hand immediately pinched the back of her thin white neck: "You don't have sunglasses?" ā€

"Not in that habit." Jian Yao replied, "I used to run in the sun every day with Xun Ran and Jian Xuan, and I didn't feel anything. It's okay. ā€

He looked at her and let out a meaningless "tsk......".

It was suddenly dark, but he had taken off his sunglasses and put them on her face.

"What are you doing?" She smiled. When he took off his sunglasses, he revealed a handsome face.

"Take care of my dear eyes." He said.

Jian Yao didn't bother to excuse herself, she was so tired, she was busy all night and a day, she gently rested her head on his shoulder.

On both sides of the streets of the old city, there are always many small shops. Jian Yao looked around aimlessly, and suddenly her eyes were attracted.

It was a small shop with a small house of small appearance, and there was a small cabinet at the door, and inside were many hairpins and headdresses. They are all made of brass, mostly in the shape of petals, and some are inlaid with jade, which is unexpectedly delicate and exquisite. She looked at it several times before she looked away.

But he noticed it, stopped, and said, "You like it." Affirmative tone.

"No need." She took his hand, "I still have to investigate the case, and I don't have a chance to wear it." ā€

"Oh." He smiled, "I've never missed this amount of time to investigate a case." He dragged her to the cabinet, and the owner of the shop looked at them idly, and was not in a hurry to peddle it, but let them choose.

Jian Yao looked at them one by one, and she was really dazzled. At this moment, a bony hand reached over and took a tasseled copper hairpin with a carp carved on the top and a lotus acacia flower, and handed it to her.

Jian Yao took it.

Like...... Loved it. It's so beautiful. And it's still a fish.

Looking at her expression, he seemed to know how she felt, smiled, and took out his wallet to pay the bill.

Jian Yao held the hairpin, but there was nowhere to put it, and she would not wear any jewelry when she went out on a mission. Bo Jinyan took it, put it in his trouser pocket, and then whispered in her ear: "I'll wear it to your husband when I go home." It's wonderful to think about. ā€

Under the smiling gaze of the shopkeeper, Jian Yao's face turned red: "Hmm." "This guy never cares about time and place.

Raise your head and look at the vast blue sky, white clouds floating. This hard, boring, blood-soaked and heavy criminal investigation life, because of him, has also become vivid and quiet.

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At the same time, Fang Qing also took a criminal policeman to shuttle through the ancient city to track down clues from years ago.

The man in front of him squatted at the door of the small restaurant, smoking a cigarette and squinting: "Lao Yao, after you have developed, you will rarely have contact with us old guys." ā€

"Zhao Xia was with him 5 years ago, right?" The detective asked, "Have you heard that they have other enemies?" ā€

"Nope." The man replied, "His fourth aunt was really killed?" Tut...... It's true, so, men can't be too greedy. One marries 5! ā€

"Isn't it six?" Fang Qing next to him suddenly spoke, "I heard that he had a drink with a young girl a few years ago, and then the girl ran away. ā€

The man glanced at Fang Qing: "Who is he?" ā€

The criminal police replied with a smile: "My colleagues in the bureau." Lao Zhang, do you remember what happened to that girl? He gave him another cigarette.

The man named Lao Zhang squinted his eyes again and replied, "That girl...... It's been 6 or 7 years. It's pretty delicate, but he doesn't talk much, and it's woody and woody. At that time, we were told to drink, and a few of them told us not to make a noise. Tsk, a table of beautiful women belongs to him. Not long after, I didn't see the girl, and everyone said that she had run away. ā€

"6, 7 years?" Fang Qing interjected again, "Not 5 years ago? ā€

Lao Zhang thought for a while and shook his head: "No." ā€

The criminal police took out a photo of Tong Sheng and gave it to him: "Is this girl?" ā€

Lao Zhang carefully identified it and shook his head: "No." That girl, not as beautiful as this. This is beautiful. ā€

Fang Qing and the criminal police looked at each other and did not speak.

No more valuable clues were asked, and the two were about to go home. Fang Qing suddenly remembered something, walked back again, and asked Lao Zhang with a smile: "Can you explain the appearance of that girl more clearly?" ā€

Lao Zhang glanced at him and took out his mobile phone from his arms: "Say, I also took a photo at that time." What's wrong with me is that I have a very good memory. Wait for me to look for it, and see if it's still there. ā€

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In the middle of the night, Fang Qing sat alone in the office, and the ashtray was already stuffed with cigarette butts.

He was looking at the information of Tong Sheng's case again, and wanted to find clues again.

But at that time, the police in Province A had already done a very careful investigation. Some witnesses saw Tong Sheng buy a bus ticket and leave the ancient city. The Gucheng police also assisted in the investigation at that time. Later, it had nothing to do with the ancient city.

He picked up his phone again and looked at the photo that Lao Zhang sent him. It was taken in a hurry at the banquet, and only the bride had a side face. But it can also be clearly identified that it is not Tong Sheng.

His heart moved.

It's not Tong Sheng. So who is she?

The thought was like a vine, rooted in his heart, like a magic power, to lead him to a boundless depth. As soon as he threw away the cigarette butt, turned on the computer, first called up the missing persons database, and then screened the conditions such as age and time of disappearance, and began to compare them one by one.

Time passes silently. Until the moon and the stars filled the sky, the lights of the city were mostly extinguished.

Fang Qing looked at the photo on the screen.

It was an unfamiliar name, a girl who resembled a photo on her phone.

Name: Lianlian Tang.

Date of birth: September 16, 1984.

Date of disappearance: April-May 2008.

Location of Missing: Unknown.

Cause of disappearance: Unknown.

The following is a relatively detailed case profile. Tang Lianlian just graduated a few years ago, and he used to work in S Province. Both parents are dead, and he is alone. After the disappearance, the provincial police launched an investigation, and she traveled to the ancient city after resigning and lived for a while. But the relationship with Yao Yuange, I don't know why it was not mentioned in the report. Fang Qing speculated that it may have been deliberately covered up, or it was changed by a different name. But there are eyewitnesses and evidence that she bought a ticket to a nearby county and city and left the ancient city. The police were unable to find any trace of her.

Fang Qing stared at this information for a long time, and suddenly felt a cold air surging into his chest, and it was difficult to calm down.