The next morning, Fang Fan and Zhang Ze went to Wei Ai's house, Beichuan Road was still so quiet, so quiet that they could hear the whispers of leaves and birds, like a troubadour muttering to himself. Fang Fan kept sorting out the causes and consequences of the case in his mind, and Zhang Ze yawned on the side. Since Wanli left, Zhang Ze had to report to Wanli every night, and then there was a video check sent by Wanli, followed by endless chatting, even if it was an awkward chat, Wanli could talk with relish, until finally she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. Zhang Ze yawned again and said lazily.

"Lao Fang, let's go so early, people haven't woken up yet, right?"

Fang Fan didn't pay attention to him when he was thinking about something, Zhang Ze continued.

"Let's have breakfast and then go."

Fang Fan still ignored him, Zhang Ze patted Fang Fan and said.

"Old Fang, did you hear that? I'll talk to you. ”

"Huh? What did you say? ”

"I said we should go and have breakfast."

"Oh, eat... Go eat. ”

The two came to the breakfast stall, the boss brought two bowls of hot wontons, and Zhang Ze couldn't wait to take a sip of soup first. Although there are only simple seaweed, coriander, and shrimp skin in the soup, the soup feels delicious and fragrant when it enters the mouth, Zhang Ze said with satisfaction.

"No wonder breakfast is the source of motivation for the day, it tastes amazing."

Fang Fan kept touching the stubble on his chin and thinking, not paying attention to Zhang Ze who was eating at this time, after a gust of wind and clouds, Zhang Ze saw that the wontons in front of Fang Fan had not moved, so he asked.

"Lao Fang, do you want to eat?"

Fang Fan didn't speak, Zhang Ze said to himself.

"Then leave it to me, don't waste it."

Fang Fan looked down at his empty bowl, then subconsciously touched his stomach and said.

"We're done eating, let's go."

Zhang Ze wiped the coriander leaves from the corner of his mouth, looked at Fang Fan in surprise, and said.

"You ate?"

Fang Fan pointed to the empty bowl and said.

"Eat it."

Zhang Ze snickered for a moment and paid, and the two continued to walk towards Wei Ai's house, and after a while, they arrived at the Liangyuan community. When Wei Ai opened the door, Fang Fan and Zhang Ze were both shocked, is this woman in front of them really Wei Ai? Three points are not like people, and seven points are like ghosts. Zhang Ze asked.

"What's wrong with you? How do you feel so haggard overnight? ”

Wei Ai said lightly.

"It's nothing, I just didn't sleep all night."

"The little boy is here again?"

"Not really, the little boy hasn't been seen since Lohin died."

As soon as Wei Ai's words fell, Fang Fan said as if he had been hit by something.

"You say the little boy hasn't been seen since Lohin died?"

Fang Fan's reaction was a little intense, Wei Ai looked at Fang Fan with slightly shocked eyes and nodded. Zhang Ze also looked at Fang Fan a little strangely and asked.

"What's wrong? Is there anything strange about it? ”

"Think about it, how long before Luo Xin died, did the little boy first appear?"

Wei Ai took out a bag of instant coffee from under the coffee table and poured it into the cup, the moment the boiling water hit the coffee, the aroma of coffee rose in the room, she slowly stirred the coffee, and said.

"It was about two or three days before the accident."

Fang Fan asked step by step.

"Is it two days or three days."

Wei Ai's brows furrowed, and she could see that she was trying her best to recall.

"I remember, it was two days before the accident. Because Luo Xin happened to have a big fight with her father because of something that day, and then locked herself in the house and didn't come out. I thought she was asleep and had been catching up on the drama in the living room, and the little boy appeared around twelve o'clock. ”

"Her father?"

"Could it be Shi Rencheng, the chairman of the company who crossed the group?"

Wei Ai asked with a surprised expression.

"Shi Rencheng is Luo Xin's father?"

Fang Fan suddenly asked with a frown.

"You don't know?"

Wei Ai shook his head, Fang Fan said.

"If you don't know, forget it. You said that Lohin had a fight with her father that night, so who was her father? ”

His father's name was Li Guangyou, Luo Xin's adoptive father, and he was also a veritable gambler. Luo Xin's mother married Li Guangyou when Luo Xin was young, but she didn't expect this man to be enterprising and only knew how to drink and gamble all day long, and finally divorced Luo Xin's mother. ”

"Then what is the purpose of Li Guangyou's call?"

"It seems to be asking Luo Xin for money. I don't know the specifics, and I didn't dare ask. ”

"Do you know where Lee Kwang-woo is now?"

"Right there in the house where Lohin used to live."

Fang Fan wrote down Li Guangyou's current address on a piece of paper and said.

"We'll go to him later and ask him something."

At this time, the clock in the living room suddenly rang, Wei Ai got up and turned off the alarm clock, and said.

"Wait a minute."

Wei Ai walked towards the bedroom, and the moment the door opened, Fang Fan saw that there was actually a black and white photo of Shi Luoxin in the bedroom. After a while, a sandalwood scent wafted from the room, and Wei Ai sat back on the sofa and took a sip of coffee. Fang Fan asked without thinking.

"Why did you have Schlokhin's funeral hall in the bedroom? Are you afraid that anyone will see you? ”

Wei Ai put down the cup and said.

"No, mainly because when Luo Xin was alive, he always said that the bedroom was the core of a home, and it was also the most reassuring place. I wanted her spirit to rest in peace, so I put the mourning hall there, so that she wouldn't get lost even when she returned. ”

Fang Fan smiled faintly, this kind of delicate and reluctant love was covered with hypocrisy in the eyes of others, I am afraid that only those who love each other can see through the mystery. Fang Fan closed the notebook and said.

"Is there anything else you want to tell us?"

"Not for the time being, if there are any more clues, I will tell you as soon as possible."

Fang Fan pondered for a moment and said.

"If that little boy shows up again, I'd like you to take a picture of us."

Wei Ai's pale and weak hands rubbed each other and said.

"I see."

After Fang Fan and Zhang Ze left Wei Ai's house, Zhang Ze asked.

"Where are we going now?"

"Go find that Li Guangyou. At present, all the doubts are on the little boy, the little boy appeared for several days in a row, and then Shi Luoxin died tragically, which is a bit too coincidental. ”

"Do you suspect that Wei Ai controlled the ghost to kill people?"

"Of course not. She couldn't be a murderer. ”

"Isn't it often said that the person who can't commit the most crimes is often the most suspicious?"

"Read less comics when you're fine. If Wei Ai was really a murderer, would she dare to put Shi Luoxin's mourning hall in the place where she slept every day? Moreover, those who are capable of such things have a deep love for the dead. ”

After a moment of silence, Fang Fan asked.

"Have you ever stared at a statue?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ze's head shook like a rattle, and Fang Fan continued.

"If you stare at the statue for a long time, you will feel that the person is dead, but he has been resurrected in the statue."

"Huh? Is it so evil? ”

"Of course it's not an evil sect. That's because when you look at the portrait, your mind will keep flashing what this person had done when he was alive, as if it were happening right in front of him. Therefore, you will feel that the legacy is alive, and if the legacy is a loved one, it will be especially obvious. ”

"In that case, don't you feel like someone is staring at you when you sleep? How terrifying. ”

"Anyone will feel horror, but only those who have lost will feel warmth."

"But Wei Ai didn't sleep all night last night."

"People can't be too sad and talk to photos, right?"

"That's right."

After a while, the two came to the place where Li Guangyou lived according to the address given by Wei Ai. This is a large miscellaneous courtyard, and the cries of hawkers often drift into the courtyard gate facing the street very quickly. An old man walked towards the courtyard with something for morning exercises, and Zhang Ze stepped forward and asked.

"Uncle, do you know where Li Guangyou's house is?"

The uncle instinctively rolled his eyes upward, thought for a moment, and then said slowly.

"Inside, go inside, the most broken one is."

"Thank you."

"It's okay, you go. But he wasn't necessarily there. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ze hurriedly withdrew the leg he had just stepped out of and said.

"What do you mean by that?"

"After we had this rotten gambler in our compound, someone came to ask for the account at both ends of the three days, and it was not peaceful, and my wife's heart attack was almost scared out by them last time."

"Do you know who the accounts are?"

The uncle smacked his lips and said.

"I'm not a serious person anyway."

"Thank you, I see."

With that, the old man walked towards the courtyard. Fang Fan and Zhang Ze walked in the direction that the uncle just pointed out, although this large compound is not big, but the people who usually live here pay attention to protecting the surrounding environment, although there are some small potholes on the path paved with blue bricks, you can clearly see the gaps in the bricks, the debris on both sides of the road are neatly stacked, and there seems to be an invisible line that separates them from the road on both sides.

The two of them continued to walk forward, when a rusty iron door appeared in front of them, and a large rusty lock hung from the nose of the door. Zhang Ze stepped forward and looked inside through the crack in the door, then shook the lock on the door again, and said.

"This should be it."

Fang Fan stepped forward to take a look and said.

"Let's go, General Tie, we can't get in."

The two left in a huff, and when they got out of the courtyard, Fang Fan noticed that there was a mahjong parlor not far away, and said.

"Let's go there and ask."

The mahjong parlor was smoky and couldn't see people clearly, and at this time, a middle-aged greasy man looked at the two of them with a cigarette in his mouth and asked.

"Just the two of you? Do you need to be accompanied? ”

Fang Fan waved his hand to drive away the smoke in front of him and said.

"We're here to find someone."

"There's no one you're looking for here, please go back."

After that, the greasy man was about to leave, but was pulled back by Fang Fan, Fang Fan said.

"I didn't even say who I was looking for, you just said no. This is a bit unreasonable. ”

"This is the Ninth Master's field, don't make trouble here, get out of here."

Fang Fan smiled faintly and said.

"I have a bad problem, that is, I will not give up until I achieve my goal."

"Hey, you kid is trying to find fault, aren't you?"

After that, the greasy man slapped the table, and then everyone in the room who was playing mahjong stood up, and everyone's vicious and sinister eyes pierced Fang Fan and Zhang Ze like knives. Zhang Ze pulled his sleeve down to his elbow and said.

"I haven't exercised for a long time, so take this opportunity to loosen my bones."

said that it was too late, and suddenly threw a stool at them from the back of the crowd, Zhang Ze jumped and kicked the stool to pieces, and the stool was scattered in the crowd. The crowd suddenly rushed towards Fang Fan and Zhang Ze like boiling water in a boiling pot, Zhang Ze pushed Fang Fan back, and rushed into the crowd alone, Fang Fan pulled a chair and sat down to watch Zhang Ze perform leisurely. After a while, the greasy man and his subordinates were beaten so that they couldn't stand up, and Zhang Ze said with a relaxed shaking hand.

"That's far worse than the monsters of the Vines."

Fang Fan smiled, stood up, walked to the greasy man's side, and said.

"Now can I ask you who I'm looking for?"

The greasy man's eyes were dark and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Yes, yes. You can ask anyone. ”

"It would have been okay if this had happened earlier, so why bother with so many incidents. I wonder where Lee Kwang-woo is. ”

As soon as he heard the name, the greasy man jumped up from the ground as if he had been beaten with chicken blood and scolded.

"It turns out that the two brothers also asked him for money, but I don't know which way the two brothers came from."

Zhang Ze patted the soil on his body and said.

"It's on the road you can't afford to mess with, just say whatever you ask, don't talk nonsense."

"Yes, yes, yes. I won't tell you two that Li Guangyou's bastard owes us hundreds of thousands, and now he has disappeared. ”

"Aren't you guys the best at getting accounts?"

"That was in the past, and now it's so tight to fight crime and evil, how dare we ask for an account. To tell you the truth, we now rely on the small business of mahjong parlors to get by. ”

"What's wrong with it, you have to mix with society."

After that, Fang Fan whispered a few words to Zhang Ze, and Zhang Ze went out. Fang Fan said.

"Let your people out, I have something to tell you."

The greasy man said with a sad face.

"Actually, you can just say anything, their mouths are quite tight."

Fang Fan was about to say something, when he saw Zhang Ze come in with a bag. He handed the bag to Fang Fan, Fang Fan glanced at it, nodded with satisfaction, and said.

"Are you sure you won't let them out?"

The greasy man nodded again and again, and Fang Fan continued.

"In that case, here are fifty thousand dollars, and you can divide it with your brothers."

The greasy man beat his chest, if he had just let them out, he would have taken up more of the 50,000 yuan, and the rest would be distributed to the people under him. Well, now it's time to divide it evenly. Although he thought so in his heart, he definitely couldn't show it on his face, and the greasy man asked respectfully.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Let your people go out first."

"Okay, no problem."

The greasy man agreed very happily this time, and immediately asked his subordinates to go out with the money and divide it, and said when he came back.

"Now can you tell?"

"I want you to find Li Guangyou for me."

After saying that, Fang Fan took out another 10,000 yuan from the bag and put it on the table, and continued.

"This money is your hard work, and I will give you a sum of money afterwards. But afterwards, it's up to you how much or less the money is, and the thickness of the fast and slow is different. ”

The greasy man stared at the money on the table with his eyes fixed and said.

"Understood, understood."

Fang Fan left his contact information to the greasy man, and told him that if he didn't do anything after collecting money, then he wouldn't have to stay in Zhonghai City anymore. When he came out, Zhang Ze asked.

"There aren't many clues at the moment, what should we do?"

"Go back and wait for news."

As soon as Fang Fan and Zhang Ze returned to the Spring Bar, they were called over by Han Shuo.

"You see, this is the latest case."

"Kidnapping?"

"Well, a few days ago, the Chengnan Police Station received a report from Ms. He, saying that her son had been kidnapped, but until now there has been no call from the kidnappers asking for ransom."

"What are the conditions of this Ms. He's family?"

"Ordinary salary family. Both of them are office workers, and they are both working hard, so they have little time to take care of their children. But the child was with his mother, Ms. He, when they were playing at the amusement park, and according to Ms. Ho, she felt a tingling pain in her back and then passed out, and when she woke up, her son was gone. ”

"Ordinary salary families can also provoke kidnappers?"

"What if they don't want money?"

"Then they want something else. Where does he live? ”

"Chuanshan Road, Hongde Community."

After Fang Fan and Zhang Ze got the basic information, they rushed to Chuanshan Road and Hongde Community. Zhang Ze asked.

"Old Fang, Shi Luoxin's case doesn't matter?"

"Why, of course you have to care."

"So what are we doing here?"

"I vaguely feel that the two cases are somewhat related."

"God is babbling, it's that you're thinking too much."

"Let's go ask first."

After several inquiries, Fang Fan and Zhang Ze found Ms. He's home, and when they went upstairs, they found that Ms. He's door was wide open, and there were soft sobs coming from inside. Fang Fan and Zhang Ze looked inside, only to see a couple of men and women sitting opposite each other at the dining table, the ashtray was stuffed with cigarette butts, and the woman kept wiping her tears with a tissue. Fang Fan knocked lightly on the door and asked.

"Is this Ms. He's house?"

The man stood up and said.

"Yes, who are you?"

The man frowned and looked at the two uninvited guests, Fang Fan said.

"We are here for the kidnapping of your son, and there are some questions I want to ask you."

When the man heard this, he immediately became excited and shouted.

"Excuse me, we've all said what we need to say, shouldn't we hurry up and help me find my son now?"

"Only if you cooperate with us can we find the child as quickly as possible, don't you?"

The man impatiently ordered the eviction of customers, and then Ms. He got up and said.

"Come in, I'll tell you anything you want."

The man put down his pushing hand, sighed, and let the two into the house. Fang Fan saw that this haggard mother had been tortured and did not dare to ask too many questions, so he said softly.

"Do you remember how you passed out?"

Ms. He recalled and said.

"I remember I took my son to an amusement park where there was a children's show and my son was crying out to go and see it, so we went. After watching it for a while, I suddenly felt a tingling pain in my back and lost consciousness, and by the time I woke up again, my son was gone. ”

"Do you remember what time it was?"

"It must be around four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Okay, thanks."

With that, Fang Fan took out the phone and dialed Han Shuo and said.

"Han Shuo, you check the video of Shi Luoxin at four o'clock in the afternoon at the amusement park two days before the accident, it is about the mother and son. Be sure to watch carefully the movements of everyone around them at the time. ”

"I see."

Fang Fan and Zhang Ze got up to say goodbye, and the two decided to go back to the Spring Flavor Bar first to watch the video at that time. As soon as he returned to the bar, he saw Han Shuo staring intently at the screen, Fang Fan asked.

"How? Did you find anything? ”

"I've found the video of their mother and son at that time, but there was no one around them at the time."

"No one?"

Fang Fan looked at the screen suspiciously, and saw that Ms. He and her son were sitting in the side of the audience, with the aisle on the right, the seat on the left, and the person in the back seat did not raise their hands at all. Fang Fan touched his stubble and said.

"This is strange, how did Ms. He get anesthetized? Slow down a little bit and I'm going to watch frame by frame. ”

Han Shuo slowed down the speed of the video to its slowest speed, and when the people in the video were enthusiastically applauding the wonderful program on stage, Fang Fan suddenly noticed an extremely inconspicuous light appear on the screen.