Jiang Futing thought for a while, "Then go to him this time." ”

Bai Tang didn't understand his intentions, "Why?" ”

Jiang Futing glanced at him lightly, and said lightly, "Your computer is too broken." ”

Bai Tang first came back to his senses and went to Lin Ziqing's house, and then tasted the superficial damage of these words.

Is this a disguised saying that he is picking?

The more he pondered it, the more he felt that this was what it meant, and immediately defended himself unconvinced: "I am a thrifty housekeeper!" ”

The so-called close to Zhu is red, and close to ink is black.

After the college entrance examination, there was no study pressure, and after a few more days of soaking in Bai Tang's house, Jiang Futing's stable life routine for more than ten years was broken.

Pull him to draw talismans every night, practice formations, stay up until two or three o'clock in the morning, and he won't stop if he doesn't boil his energy clean!

Although his spiritual power and cultivation had improved quickly, he didn't understand that there was anything he couldn't do during the day!

What's more, Bai Tang always mutes the mobile phones of the two people unconsciously, and Jiang Futing falls asleep deeply every time he loses his strength.

Waking up is usually in the morning, or in the afternoon.

Including the day when I made an appointment to go to Lin Ziqing's house, it was no exception.

Lin Ziqing made his eighth call at noon, and he stared at the phone for a long time, and was finally connected.

"Hey~"

It's just that the voice is a little different, although he hasn't been in contact with Jiang Futing for a long time, his voice is as impressive as his face, and it is impossible to forget it.

The voice on the phone was a little soft.

Bai Tang just turned over and saw that the mobile phone screen was lighting up in a daze, and he saw someone calling in a daze, and he didn't see whose mobile phone it was, so he answered it directly.

After hearing this, Lin Ziqing felt that although this voice was a little hoarse, it seemed familiar, and said tentatively: "Jiang Futing, you won't be busy and forget today's events, right?"

Bai Tang's mind hadn't turned on yet, so he turned his head and poked the people around him, "Jiang Futing, wake up, someone is looking for you." ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Ziqing immediately reacted to who the person who answered the phone, and his face became strange.

His two true cousins?

Otherwise, why would they all live together? But how can two people sleep so late?

Jiang Futing was forced to wake up, his eyelids were still very heavy, last night Bai Tang didn't know what medicine he was taking wrong, forcing him to learn a new magic circle, his mental strength was exhausted, and he overdrew his physical strength to practice hand-to-hand attacks.

As the name suggests, it's a special training for corpse puppets in case of a sudden encounter!

He couldn't mobilize the remaining turbidity, so he could only carry it hard with his body, and after the fierce battle, his bones and muscles would fall apart, and now his body had not eased up, and there were soreness everywhere.

His brain also couldn't turn on, and his voice was a little hoarse when he opened his mouth, Bai Tang was dumb who didn't wake up, he was dumb from exhaustion, "You can help me pick it up." ”

"I don't." Bai Tang said lazily, his eyes didn't know when they narrowed back again.

Regardless of whether he accepted it or not, as soon as he spread his hand, he was about to hand him the phone, but the back of his hand hit him with a bruise on his chest.

"Hiss-" Jiang Futing was still in a half-dream, in a state of defenselessness.

Even if Bai Tang is asleep, he is always

Counting a little sympathy, he forced himself to forcibly turn his head, and then opened one eye and said with concern, "Why does it still hurt?" Still haven't recovered? ”

On the other end of the phone, Lin Ziqing, who was holding his mobile phone and waiting for them to answer the phone, "......" he didn't know if he had heard something he shouldn't have heard.

Jiang Futing closed his eyes and pushed his hand away, a little impatient, "The overdraft in the back is too bad, so naturally the recovery is slow." ”

"Then you ...... today"

Bai Tang's words came to his lips, and suddenly stopped, because he was awakened by what he was about to say!

They are going to Lin Ziqing's house today!

But he did forget!

He came to his senses, sat up sharply, and looked at his phone.

The caller, Lin Ziqing, was on the phone for 48 seconds.

Jiang Futing frowned slightly, as if he noticed something strange on the side, and his thoughts began to slowly piece together on their own, "What's wrong?" ”

Bai Tang didn't reply to him immediately, and he didn't care what the person on the phone said just now.

Lin Ziqing just wanted to say that if it's inconvenient for you today, it's okay to be a day late.

As a result, Bai Tang gagged him, "We'll be there in five minutes." ”

After Jiang Futing completely woke up, he thought that he almost released the pigeons, so he kept a black face.

Bai Tang thought that he was answering the phone without authorization, and the man was unhappy.

After the two arrived at Lin Ziqing's house, Jiang Futing's face was still dark, and Lin Ziqing thought that he had disturbed their good deeds.

Wang Sili thought he was too clumsy and his learning progress was too slow.

Anyway, it wasn't until Jiang Futing condemned himself in his heart that his expression eased up, and the people around him also breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Futing didn't look at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window in a daze, he retracted his gaze and walked to Lin Ziqing, who was exhausted in front of the computer, and casually pulled out the stool and sat down, "How is it?" ”

Lin Ziqing looked at the computer intently, and said honestly, "It's hard to find, that Zhang Yan herself is not on the Internet, and there are not many traces of her on the Internet." As for communication, there is no clue, and now there is no real-name phone card, and it is generally a virtual dialing for number processing. ”

He furrowed his eyebrows with some worry, "But the number under her ID card has no virtual phone records, not even the most basic takeaways, or express delivery." ”

Jiang Futing didn't know that he had been with Bai Tang for a long time, and his nonsense was at least seven or eight points, and he said lightly: "Then she can't fly pigeons and pass on books."

After all, this year, sending letters has to be courier's real name.

After hearing what he said, Lin Ziqing felt that either he had heard it wrong, or the person who spoke was not Jiang Futing, so he turned his head and looked at him with a strange expression.

Jiang Futing cleared his throat, as if it was not himself who spoke just now, he skillfully turned his face and put forward his opinion with reasonable evidence, "Is it possible to borrow a card from her family or close relatives?" ”

Lin Ziqing's eyes flashed, and he suddenly opened, he didn't think of this aspect!

But the workload is a lot bigger, after all, in the relationship between relatives, parents account for two, and there are many brothers and sisters in the countryside

It's friends.

After such a circle of relationship network, seven or eight people can't run away, plus in today's society, everyone has a basket of large and small accounts, and two or three mobile phone numbers are not a problem.

But fortunately, now two people are watching together, and both of them are sharp-eyed people, and in order to improve efficiency, Lin Ziqing simply brought out all these close people.

The information was found to be fifty-five, and the other half was transmitted to Jiang Futing's mobile phone, and the efficiency was increased by half.

But there was no useful information in Jiang Futing's hand, and after reading it, he let out a breath of turbidity and looked up at Lin Ziqing's progress.

The documents on his side seemed to freeze in one place, and something was being browsed on the split screen.

Jiang Futing immediately put down his mobile phone and looked over, "Found it?" ”

Lin Ziqing pondered for a moment before saying, "I'm not sure, but this person is more suspicious, Zhang Yan has a strong sense of anti-investigation, and his whereabouts are very tightly hidden, I suspect that they may not even be contacted by phone." This man and Zhang Yan were friends in the same village five years ago. ”

"How?" Jiang Futing asked.

"There are no traces online, and those traces must be offline, but this is what the police do. Just like when we used to pass notes in class, when there were more people, it became a chain of relationships between people and networks. ”

Jiang Futing said "ah" clearly, and summed it up incisively, "The agent team." ”

Lin Ziqing cast a strange look again, Jiang Futing just didn't see it, and asked, "In this way, the consumption of personnel and the timeliness of information are a very troublesome problem." ”

Lin Ziqing knew that you were going to ask this, and the answer in his heart had already been broken, and he replied confidently:

"So, their relationship chain must be a collection of people who know the root of the matter, and these people can't get out of this environment no matter what happens, and even if they do, they won't report it. People from the outside can't join casually, even if they replenish fresh blood, it must be self-produced inside. ”

When he said this, Jiang Futing could guess even if he didn't understand this, "An organization specializing in human traffickers, villages, small towns?" ”

In this way, there is no impact on the timeliness of information, and there is no problem of trust between people.

This place can even be used as a transit point for human trafficking, take it in, make an appointment with a buyer, and then sell it.

Even if it is stocked, it will not be affected, it is a big deal to digest it internally, or brainwash and become a new human trafficker.

It's not like a village, it's more like a slaughterhouse for living beings, and everyone is meat on a chopping board, slaughtered and discarded.

As for life?

There is no such thing as 'life' in such a place, there is no respect, no morality, and no emotion, the most important hub between people.

Whether it is sympathy, pity, or love, it seems luxurious and insignificant in such a place.

Everyone is proud of their loss, and they live a life of drinking blood.

Jiang Futing's eyes were covered with frost, he subconsciously clenched his fists, and his voice sank a lot, "So."

Which relationship have you found? ”

"I found this from her cousin's phone card." Lin Ziqing showed him.

"But I can't guarantee it 100%, because the evidence is really not so clear, but there is only this person, she and Zhang Yan are fellow villagers, and they contacted each other at a fixed point in time for a period of time five years ago, and occasionally contacted them from time to time in the past two years. And it is also the most contacted one of all her numbers. ”

Lin Ziqing touched her chin as she spoke, and guessed, "I guess it was because her business wasn't so successful five years ago, so she didn't realize the details at that time." ”

"Wait a minute." Jiang Futing suddenly noticed a strange loophole, "Since they are all from the same village, are her relatives also the same?" ”

"That's what makes me weird." Lin Ziqing said, turning back the page he had sorted out, "From January four years ago to the present, all the relatives who have a relationship with her have disappeared without any trace. ”

A guess flashed through Jiang Futing's mind, and he wondered if he was thinking too much, but according to the shit luck of the past few days, and the lower eyelids that were beating at the moment......

He felt like he was inseparable.

He confirmed again, "Four years ago? ”

Lin Ziqing was made by him to think that he had read it wrong, and he was careful and careful, staring at it word by word, and read it to him by the way, "Yes, that's right." Four years ago. Oh, yes! I forgot to tell you just now that Zhang Yan and her friend were in Bitou Village five years ago. ”

(End of chapter)