Looking at the dilapidated building in front of him, he frowned and asked, "Ah Jing, are you sure it's here?" ”

"Wait, I'll look at the business card!" She took out her business card from her pocket, looked for the house number according to the address on it, and looked around but didn't find anything that could determine the address, and suddenly saw a plaque behind the emerald green creeper, which hung crookedly on the wall at the entrance of the gate, and the handwriting on it had long been mottled, and some of the strokes had even lost color, but it could be vaguely seen that it was the words 'Baishou Nursing Home'.

"Although the door number has not been found, the plaque says that it is Baishou Nursing Home, which should be here."

"Then go in first and see if anyone can ask about the situation!" She turned her head to look at Xiao Chen, "Xiao Chen, you are waiting outside." ”

Xiao Chen is not a policeman, and he can't help much with the case.

"Great!" He turned around and parked not far from the gate, so that he could drive out when he could.

After entering the gate, the scene inside is similar to the outside, the weeds on the ground are reborn, the trees planted are constantly falling leaves because of the season, stepping on the rustling of fallen leaves, the two walked for a while, there are many abandoned fields along the way, the weeds have grown taller than people, and the weeds will dance when there is a wind.

After walking for a while, the two of them saw a three-story building in front of them, with a thick layer of fallen leaves in front of the house, like a carpet, and the original blue-green paint on the wall had been slightly yellowed, and in one place the wall paint had even fallen off, revealing bare rust-red bricks.

The roof is tiled, black and pressed, and together with the dim walls, it looks even more gloomy, like a mysterious place in a fairy tale.

The door was made of iron, and it looked like it had been rusted in the wind and sun, and there were layers of cobwebs hanging in the corners, thick with dust, and it looked like no one had lived in it for years.

Jing Sa was walking in front of her, she stepped on something coldly, thinking it was a stone, and when she looked down, it turned out to be a dead mouse, which had rotted and the corpse was crawling with maggots.

She is a person with a body, who knows if the rat is sick, in case it is infected, it will be bad, if something happens, Kangxi will destroy her whole family.

Jing Sa kicked the dead rat aside, and couldn't help but complain, "Where does this place look like a nursing home, Yizhuang is almost the same." ”

She looked around, whether it was dilapidated or dilapidated, "You have to ask the children who sent their parents this question, and ask them if they know what the environment is like here." ”

"There seems to be someone in the house!" Jing Sa saw through the iron door that there was a lobby in the room with a counter.

The two of them then pushed open the iron door and walked in, because of the rust, when they pushed it open, the iron door made a loud creak.

"Who!"

The squeak woke up the middle-aged woman who was dozing off on the counter, she raised her head, about fifty years old, with a big round face, double chin, coarse black skin, wearing a peach-colored sweater, and her complexion was even darker, and her eyes were a little shrewd, but some were not liked, she saw someone coming, snorted, and said coldly, "Visitors are not accepted here, if you want to check in for the elderly, fill in the form here." ”

After speaking, she sighed again, with a lazy posture.

In order to ensure that he didn't go to the wrong place, Jing Sa still asked, "Excuse me, is this Baishou Nursing Home?" ”

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she unceremoniously picked up a form and slapped it on the counter, "If you know how to read, read it yourself." ”

The inscription on the form is clearly written - Baishou Nursing Home.

Undoubtedly!

But this attitude, this environment, where is the nursing home, such an attitude towards visitors, can the old people who live here still be good, if they really want to send the old people here, it is not to spend their old age in peace, but to let them fend for themselves.

"Does this count as elder abuse?" Jing Sa muttered to Wanwan.

"This question is not something you and I can calculate, whether there is abuse or not, it depends on whether the old man thinks so." Looking at the wall behind the service desk, there is a calligraphy and calligraphy painting hanging on the wall ironically - the sunset is infinitely better.

I'm afraid the sunset is gray.

Jing Sa's righteousness in his bones came out, "This nursing home definitely has no qualifications, and it should be called to arrest people." ”

"Whether you have qualifications or don't have qualifications, if someone thinks it's inappropriate, they will call the police a long time ago, and since it still exists, it means that no one dislikes it."

In China, there are state-run and private nursing homes, and whether the conditions are good or not is determined by the price, but the elderly have mixed opinions about the storage of nursing homes, which does not refer to the living conditions of nursing homes, but has a slight complaint about their own survival.

Some elderly people are very willing to go to the nursing home to live, not only to reduce the burden of their children, but also to find more partners of the same age, rubbing mahjong, playing cards, the day has passed, the other is that the children are busy with work, can not take good care of the elderly, the elderly are sick, in order to be able to take good care of their parents, they will send their parents to the nursing home, let professional nurses take care of them, when they are not busy, they will go to see the elderly, and take the elderly home during the New Year.

Whether the elderly want to go to a nursing home or not, both are aimed at ensuring the old age's life, and in many international large cities, there are more and more such elderly people.

But not all the elderly are willing to go to the nursing home, if the wife is still there, the pension of both parties can also meet the food and clothing, even well-off, have their own house, and the health is not bad, then it is not a big problem to go to the nursing home, there is time to dance square dance, or go to the park to find someone to play chess, as long as the elderly themselves feel comfortable.

Of course, there are also many old people who think that their children send themselves to a nursing home is disgusted with themselves, even if the conditions of the nursing home are comparable to a five-star hotel, they are reluctant to go, because they pay attention to the three generations, four generations, and even five generations in the same house, thinking that having children and grandchildren, living together is a good old age, and what they want is a full house of children and grandchildren, and the life of their grandchildren is full of grandchildren.

If the children are filial, such a good old age is also the best.

Either way, at least there is a clear purpose, that is, to hope that the elderly can have a good old age.

But the Baishou nursing home in front of her reminded her of a garbage dump, a garbage dump specially used to dispose of useless old people.

Once the old man is sent here, I am afraid that the children will never come to see them again, not only is it down, but it is also very unclean, there is dust everywhere, and drinking water is afraid that it will be a problem, and she even doubts that the old man can eat enough three meals a day here.

"Do you want to fill out the form?" The middle-aged woman shouted when she saw that the two of them were silent.

Jing Sa replied unceremoniously: "Let's come to find Huang Zhaodi!" ”

"Didn't you understand what I just said, we don't accept visitors here, if you come to see someone to give gifts, just put it on the counter, and we'll send it over."

This is really nice enough to say, but she won't believe it if she kills Jing Sa.

This is obviously an attempt to fill one's pocket.

She showed her ID, "Police, handle the case!" ”

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, then picked up her reading glasses and put them on, and after confirming Jing Sa's identity, her face turned white, "We are a businessman, we have a license, and we don't treat the elderly harshly." ”

Typical of this place, there are no three hundred taels of silver.

"Is there any mistreatment, you know in your hearts, I'm here to find someone now, Huang Zhaodi, where does she live?"

"Huang Zhaodi, right?" The middle-aged woman's attitude changed a lot, rubbing her hands and smiling at each other, "You wait, I'll help you find it." ”

She opened the drawer and found a record book, on which a layer of dust had accumulated on it, and she looked like it had not been used for a long time, and she blew on it, and the dust on it immediately flew up, choking her and coughing.

Jing Sa pulled Wanwan a little farther away, so as not to affect her.

The middle-aged woman flipped through the record book, "Huang Zhaodi, Huang Zhaodi, Huang Zhaodi, Huang ......" She ordered to live in one place, "Yes, in room No. 1 on the third floor." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go straight ahead, turn right and you'll see the stairs, I'll take you there, wait for me to make a phone call first."

She yelled and dialed an extension, probably to the boss, covered her mouth and said for a while before hanging up, and then dialed another number, "Mother Zhang, there are visitors, you don't care how there are visitors, in short, someone is coming, it's the police, you hurry up and clean up, stupid, what do you mean I don't know how to clean up, someone is coming, do you understand, yes, yes, you have a smart brain." ”

After speaking, she hung up the phone and walked out of the counter with a hypocritical smile, "Hehe, two, okay, let's go here!" ”

Jing Sa and Wan Wan followed the middle-aged woman upstairs, the tiles of the stairs could no longer see the original color, attached to a thick layer of greasy, walking up to the slimy, there was not even a light in the corridor, the windows on the wall were also dirty and could not penetrate the sun, some damaged places were only plugged with plastic bags, and when there was wind, those plastic bags crackled.

After climbing to the third floor, turn a corner is a dimly lit corridor, some light bulbs flicker on and off, flicker a few times before going out, the air is not good, the tip of the nose smells all the smell, like the smell of toilets in tourist areas.

Jing Sa covered his nose, this place is not for people at all, an old man like Huang Zhaodi who has had a stroke stays here, and he doesn't know what crime he is going to suffer, so he won't be dying.

If you're half-dead, how can you ask?

Seeing her thoughts, she said, "Don't worry, the situation may not be as bad as expected." ”

"Huh?"

"An old man who has had a stroke has lived here for a few years, and she hasn't died yet, and she can still let me see her, which means that her physical condition will not be too bad when she comes here, just look at the front desk service, and the guests will do the same, not to mention the elderly, I'm afraid no one will take care of them carefully, and they have to rely on themselves, and they can live until now to prove that she has a certain ability to take care of herself, if not, what ......do you think?" she pointed to the middle-aged woman walking in front, "Will she let us come to see her?" ”

"But that's not what her son said......," Huang Zhaodi's son clearly told the police who went to inquire that his mother had suffered a stroke, and that he couldn't remember anything from before.

"It's very simple, just look at the facilities here, her son doesn't want the police to know that he sent his wife to this kind of place."

This is a great unfilial piety.

"If it's really like what you said, how can Huang Zhaodi endure it?" She has sons and daughters-in-law, but she suffers here, which old lady can endure this.

"Some old people can endure any hardship for the sake of their children, no matter how they treat themselves, they will not complain, otherwise, she can file a lawsuit against her son for the crime of not supporting the elderly."

Huang Zhaodi is not an illiterate rural woman, although she did not go to college, she at least graduated from high school and has a certain education, so she will not be ignorant of the country's laws and regulations, and her children have the obligation to support the elderly.

She can stay here for so many years, except that she doesn't want her son to be difficult, what reason can she have.

"It's too much!"

"Is it excessive? I don't think so, isn't that the phenomenon of loving mothers and many defeats? ”

Jing Sa clenched her fists, "When I see Huang Zhaodi later, I must talk about her well." ”

"Hehe, if she can listen to what you say."

This is the same as many women who have suffered from domestic violence, knowing that their husbands have domestic violence, but still can't leave her, if someone is really willing to help them, they will feel that there is something wrong with the person who helped them, and a sentence of "you won't understand" will put an end to the whole thing.

When there is domestic violence, they will be sad and will want someone to save them, but they can't do it if they want to divorce.

Is there less such a thing?

The same is true for the filial piety of children, some elderly people have seven or eight children, but none of them are willing to support the elderly, and they can even kick the old people around like a ball.

A few of these elderly people will have the courage to disown themselves and take their children to court.

In many cases, many people are actually self-inflicted.

"Arrived, this is it, Huang Zhaodi is bed No. 7!" The middle-aged woman took the key and opened a wooden door.

As soon as the door opened, the turbidity gushed out, and then it was a thin woman, her dry skin was full of wrinkles, her hands and feet were slender, she was hunched around her waist, wearing a navy blue dress, she was hunched at the middle-aged woman, she turned her head and peeked at Wanwan and Jingsa, without any expression, "Sister Yang is here, everything is cleaned up." ”

The middle-aged woman, that is, Sister Yang, nodded with satisfaction, "Look at it, don't let them talk nonsense." ”

"Know, know, they don't dare."

The two of them spoke very softly, and Ying Ying and Jing Sa couldn't hear what they said clearly, but looking at the way they spoke, it must not be a good thing.

Sister Yang turned around and said: "Comrade policeman, there are all old people inside, and their spirits are not very good, if you have anything to say briefly, now is the time for a nap." ”

"I'm investigating all murder cases, what a short method, or you can teach me." Jing Sa was angry when she saw Sister Yang, and her tone hardened involuntarily.

"Homicide!?" Sister Yang was startled, her face turned white, and she froze at the door and didn't know what to say.

The thin woman also stood in place in shock, looking at Sister Yang from time to time.

Jing Sa didn't bother to talk to them, and strode into the room.

As soon as she entered, she was stupid.

The room of more than 30 square meters was full of beds, and there were more than a dozen of them, and the old people on the beds were lying wrapped in quilts, as if they were all sleeping.

There was a handwritten bed number on the bed, and she quickly found bed number seven.

She walked over with Yingwan, "Huang Zhaodi? ”

The bed moved slightly, but did not answer.

"I'm Jing Sa, a criminal police officer of the S City Public Security Bureau, I'm investigating a homicide case, I hope you can cooperate with the police, I have something I want to ask you."

"Kill...... Murder ......" A hoarse voice came out of the bed, the sheet was lifted, Huang Zhaodi got up from the bed and grabbed Jing Sa's hand violently, "Did Mao'er kill someone, no, he won't kill anyone, comrade police, you must be mistaken." ”

The words were clear and neat, with a little bit of rural accent, but Jing Sa and Wan Wan could understand it.

Huang Zhaodi's dry face had deep anxiety, and she refused to let go of her grip on Jing Sa's hand, "Comrade policeman, you must have made a mistake." ”

"We're not mistaken, it's not your son who killed people." Mao'er is the nickname of Huang Zhaodi's son, and his full name is Hu Maolin.

"Huh?" She blinked, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were accentuated by the action.

Like many sixty-year-old women, her hair and sideburns are gray, wrinkles are all over the corners of her eyes and forehead, her hand holding Jing Sa is rough like sandpaper, her fingertips are calloused in many places, and her clothes are worn white in many places, and there are many patches.

She looked very petite, her back was quite straight, and although she was haggard, her eyes were full of love for her son.

Jing Sa said: "Do you remember Dufu? ”

"Afu?" Huang Zhaodi was stunned.

"Yes, she disappeared nine years ago, and you called the police."

She nodded, "Yes, you found her?" ”

"Found it, but it was the body that was found, she was killed nine years ago."

Huang Zhaodi exclaimed, "How come? ”

"We also want to know how, so we've come to ask you something about her." She is a friend of Douff's childhood sweetheart

, and the only person who knows about Douff at the moment.

"It's not very convenient to talk here, can you go outside and talk." Jing Sa thought, she spoke so neatly, just like what she said, maybe she didn't have a stroke at all, there are many people here, and some things are not easy to say, so it's better to find a quiet place.

"I can't walk on my legs." She pointed to her leg, "The root of the stroke a few years ago, I'm sorry, you can ask here, here is ......" She looked at Sister Yang at the door, "It's all a family here." ”

Family?

Who believes!

She looked at Sister Yang's eyes obviously full of fear and vigilance.