The mountain breeze in the evening is very intoxicating, the sunset is setting, the afterglow of the sunset has been blocked by the mountain peaks, and the people at the foot of the mountain feel the coolness of the breeze from the mountain, which is very refreshing.

At the foot of the mountain stands a sanatorium, the scale of this sanatorium is not large, but there are mountains and rivers, and there are not many patients living in it, but the management system and medical staff are very professional, and it is necessary to have a certain financial ability to pay for it.

Next to the big iron gate at the entrance, there are several big words 'City A Mental Sanatorium'.

It was evening, and through the heavy iron gates, one or two patients could occasionally be seen pacing the courtyard.

A black BMW BMW i8 sports car stopped at the entrance of the sanatorium after a burst of speed, and a young man got out of the car, wearing gold-wire glasses, every strand of hair was unconventional, ironing a flat shirt and trousers, and spotless black leather shoes on his feet, exuding a clean and elegant atmosphere.

The nurse who received it had been waiting for a long time, "Mr. Gao, you are here, please come here." ”

The young man nodded, "Auntie, how is she doing lately?" ”

"Mrs. Meng's condition has been stable recently, and her spirit has improved."

Behind the long shaded corridor is a small garden-like courtyard, which the director said is conducive to recovery by keeping patients in a comfortable, home-like environment.

There was a middle-aged woman sitting in a wheelchair under the tree, with a dry look, her eyes were dull and she looked ahead, she didn't know what she was looking at, and she kept muttering two words in her mouth, "Rui Rui, Rui Rui." ”

"Mrs. Meng comes down every afternoon to sit down."

The young man stretched out his slender left hand and looked at his watch, "It's still early, I'll go over and talk to her." ”

The nurse nodded, "Okay, please pay attention to the time, Mrs. Meng will change to take medicine in an hour." ”

The young man bowed his head in agreement.

After the nurse left, the young man pushed the wheelchair with his bony hands until he stopped in a place where no one was around.

In the evening, the foot of the mountain was still a little cool, and the young man helped the woman gather the small blanket on her legs.

"Auntie, the matter of the previous investigation has already been a little eyebrow-raising, and I believe that it will not be long before it will come to light."

"I will continue to investigate until the day the truth is revealed."

"My mother will support me in doing so."

The woman didn't respond to the young man's words, her eyes still fixed on the front, and her mouth was still reading: "Rui Rui." ”

Looking at the woman's appearance, the young man couldn't bear it, and sighed: "If my mother is alive, I will be very sad to see you like this." ”

The young man stopped talking, and just stood quietly, watching the woman into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Public Security Bureau of A.

Xu Jicheng stared intently at the computer in front of him, this state, he had insisted on it all day, and he was a little tired at the moment, the sequelae of watching the computer screen for too long, his eyes were bloodshot.

Feng Long gave him the task of investigating what was written on the notebook found in Zhang Yang's room.

There were only some names recorded in the notebook, Xu Jicheng first went to the household registration office to retrieve the files of these people, and each one was carefully studied, but nothing was found, they were all children or teenagers, decent families, and there was nothing abnormal.

Until he saw a familiar name, 'Zou Xingbo'.

Xu Jicheng muttered: "Where have you seen this name?" ”

Xu Jicheng quickly turned his mind, trying to recall the information in it.

"That's right." Xu Jicheng patted his head and suddenly realized.

Previously, a parent came to report the case, this is an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, who has been missing for a long time and has not been found.

Xu Jicheng had a subtle premonition in his heart, he couldn't say it, but it was not good after all.

He immediately went to a reporting centre and found out the information on all missing persons under the age of 15 within five years.

Then I went through the notebook from beginning to end, and after careful checking, I found that almost all the names recorded were the missing persons on the record.

There are also some names that have not been found in the missing persons file.

Is it a coincidence?

Xu Jicheng shook his head, definitely not.

Everything that seems to be coincidental is often deliberately artificially arranged.

He went to a reporting center again, extended the age and time, and found several more information that matched.

But in the end, there were still a few names that were circled by Xu Jicheng and put aside.

Xu Jicheng was a little sad, these people either had not been discovered by their families after they disappeared, or they were abandoned by their families and did not report the case, or they were orphans, even if they disappeared, no one would find out, let alone call the police.

The 34 files on the computer, the 41 names on the notebook, and more than half of these people are even minors.

Zhang Yang, if you do these things, you are not afraid of dreaming back at midnight, and they all come to you?

Xu Jicheng smiled, now it's okay, you don't have to be afraid if you're dead.

When Feng Yuan woke up in the hospital, it was already night.

Feng Long was busy with work, and Feng's mother was not there, so he could only ask Li Yi to take care of him in the hospital first.

Feng Yuan sat on the hospital bed, holding the porridge that Li Yi bought from outside, and the one he ate was fragrant!

"I'm starving to death, this is the first meal of the day!"

The bowl soon bottomed out, Feng Yuan chirped, and was reluctant to put down the bowl, "This is not enough to eat!" Is there anything else? Can you have something spicy? ”

Li Yi replied directly: "No." No. ”

Feng Yuan pursed his lips, put the bowl on the bedside table, and rolled on the bed, "I'm so hungry!" I'm still sick, how can I fight the disease if I don't eat enough? You can't abuse patients! ”

Li Yi looked indifferent, watching Feng Yuan splash and roll, and did not expose him, "You fainted today because of a fever of almost forty degrees, and the doctor said that you can only eat light food for the past two days, and it is best to drink porridge." ”

Feng Yuan sat up with a carp stiffened, "I've got a fever now, I don't believe you touch it." ”

As he spoke, he picked up Li Yi's hand and touched him on the forehead.

Li Yi shook his hand in disgust, "Less disgusting." ”

As if that wasn't enough, I went to the bathroom and washed again.

I only heard Feng Yuan's heart break and crackle.

Feng Yuan covered his chest, pretended to be in pain, and wailed: "It's over, you don't love me anymore, you have other dogs outside." ”

Li Yi was really disgusted by him, so he had to go out again to help him buy porridge.

Feng Yuan, who drank two bowls of porridge in a row, expressed great satisfaction, and after solving the problem of food and clothing, he wanted to go home.

Li Yi denied: "No, the fever has not completely subsided, and I need to observe for another day." ”