Yang Hao was the last person to stay with Yang Yuhan, Yang Yuhan suddenly disappeared in just a few minutes, and although Yang Hao was immersed in the game world, it was still possible to hear or see something that would be helpful for the investigation.

It's just that he felt too much guilt and was frightened, which led to acute stress disorder and couldn't remember anything.

In this case, it is necessary to bring him back to the scene for cognitive interrogation, which may help him pick up the messy fragmented memories.

This case is not complicated, and with the traditional methods of criminal investigation, it is a matter of time before it comes to the ground.

The only problem is time, Yang Yuhan, who suffers from asthma, has no medicine, and his mouth and nose are covered, and he may get sick at any time......

All the policemen's faces were stained with a layer of frost, but the reaction of Yang Yuhan's parents was embarrassing.

"Broadcasting? There's a ghost for broadcasting! Alright, I'm too lazy to talk to you as a police officer and call your heads over! Otherwise, I will complain to all of you that you will not be able to eat and walk around! ”

Yang Wenbin, who is nearly 50 years old, is well-dressed and looks to be in his forties, pointing at a police officer with his finger arrogantly, and scolding him with his head and face.

Xu Jing's emotions were also very excited: "It's not that you lost your daughter, so you don't have a backache when you stand and talk!" Can you relate to my feelings? How do you calm me down! ”

Xing Luoxi came with a police officer and saw the above scene.

"Knock knock!"

She tapped the table twice, and the air fell silent.

Because he had seen Xu Jing before, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Xing Luoxi was still wearing a mask on his face, but there was a slight sharp arc between his always soft eyebrows and eyes.

"Sorry, excuse me, please trouble Mr. Yang and Ms. Xu to cooperate with the police and go to the monitoring center."

She glanced at Xu Jing and said calmly.

"I don't have children, I can't empathize with your current feelings, of course you have the right to complain to any police officer at the scene, but do you want to hold a living Yang Yuhan to complain, or ...... A cold corpse to complain? ”

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On the way to the monitoring center, Xing Luoxi received a message from Fu Yancheng and asked Yang Yuhan about the origin of the necklace.

Yang Wenbin and Xu Jing both knew the necklace, one said that it was given by Yang Yuhan's classmate, and the other said that Yang Yuhan picked it up on the road, and the necklace suddenly became a thing of unknown origin.

Not only that, Yang Wenbin and Xu Jing can be said to know nothing about their daughter Yang Yuhan, and Yang Wenbin doesn't even know that today is his daughter's birthday.

It wasn't until Xing Luoxi induced her to think about being pregnant in October that the two of them had a little bit of emotion.

Xu Jing's eyes were red, and Yang Wenbin's expression was depressed.

chose one of the two sentences, and finally chose Xu Jing.

"My name is Xu Jing, and an hour ago, my daughter Yang Yuhan disappeared in Dream City, she is only seven years old and has just entered the first grade...... Yuhan was born prematurely, born less than four pounds, and stayed in the incubator for a week to get through the dangerous period...... I am not a good mother, I weaned her at three months and sent her to a full-time kindergarten at the age of two......"

"She knocked over the school vase and broke the textbooks of her classmates...... But that's my fault, it's me who didn't take good care of her, she's just a seven-year-old child, she's innocent, it's still her birthday......"

"She was my only child...... I think I love her...... Whoever takes Yuhan is the one who took him, I beg you, I just hope that Yuhan can return to me safely......"

In the end, it is mother and daughter, blood is connected, Xu Jing and Chinese New Year's Eve were judged to be the two of them, the more they said, the more they couldn't stop sobbing, and the last sentence was in the memo of the torture hand, and when she finished reading, her whole body suddenly trembled violently.

Xing Luoxi directly cut off the broadcast.

Xu Jing grabbed her, like a drowning man catching a piece of driftwood, "In this way, will that person release Yuhan?" My Yuhan ...... It's going to be fine, isn't it? ”

The expression was almost broken, as if the person who insulted Yang Yuhan in public in Chinese New Year's Eve was not her, and the person who ignored Yang Yuhan's life and death a moment ago and accused the police with her husband was not her.

The corners of Xing Luoxi's mouth twitched, and he almost showed a sarcastic smile.

But she couldn't, so she just pulled out her hand, and her tone was polite and detached.

"Ms. Xu, the only thing you can do now is to trust the police."