In a small community in Jiangcheng City.

"What's the situation?" Jiang Qiao panted and followed in front of Mao Daxin.

"That's it." Mao Daxin took out a notebook and pointed to the address on it, "Let's go, let's go up and ask clearly." ”

"Are you sure? We've already run several of them, and I don't think this one will make much progress. Jiang Qiao looked at the high-end residential building in front of him, and didn't want to go up.

She now has some doubts about whether the previous information is wrong, except for Liu Weiguo, who lives in a dilapidated old-fashioned community, the rest of the parents of the missing children who still live in the city are all living in the more upscale communities in Jiangcheng City without exception.

It's not that the parents of these children are all from other places who come to Jiangcheng to work, it's not surprising that one or two of them mix better, and it's too coincidental that they all mix so well. Jiang Qiao looked at the high-rise residential building in front of him, this location and this facility, this housing price is not ordinarily high.

"If you don't go up and have a look, how do you know, let's go." Mao Daxin cheered Jiang Qiao up and took the lead in the direction of the elevator.

"Who are you?" The one who opened the door was a man about the same age as Liu Weiguo.

"I'm a policeman, this is my ID, are you Huang Jianfeng, Huang Zhaodi is your daughter?" Mao Daxin handed him his own documents and asked straight to the point.

Sure enough, like other parents, this man heard his daughter's name, his face changed, and he was about to close the door, and suddenly remembered that Mao Daxin was a policeman, so he stopped his movements and said with a gloomy face: "My daughter has been dead for a long time, what are you asking now." ”

"Dead? Isn't it missing? Jiang Qiao asked rhetorically.

"I've been missing for so long and haven't come back, she's not dead, in my heart she's dead, I don't have anything to say to the police, let's go." Huang Jianfeng finished speaking, and he was about to close the door.

"Wait, we have some questions for you, delay you for a few minutes." Mao Daxin forcibly resisted the door.

"I don't know anything, you go ask someone else." Huang Jianfeng's attitude was very resistant.

Jiang Qiao was very strange, this man's attitude was the same as those parents before, he kept silent about the missing child, and seemed to be very resistant to talking about this topic. "The child is missing, don't you want to know how she disappeared, even if she is dead, where is the body, how did she die?"

"No, she hasn't been here for more than ten years, we still have to live, I still have to do business, I still have two sons and a daughter, I don't have so much energy to focus on her, let's go." She didn't want to talk about it anymore. The man insisted on not wanting to talk any more.

Jiang Qiao and Mao Daxin glanced at each other, and had to give up.

The two went downstairs, Jiang Qiao watched Mao Daxin depressedly scribble with a pen in the notebook, most of the names in the notebook had been crossed out like this, and they still found nothing.

"There's one last one left." Mao Daxin looked at Jiang Qiao helplessly, "The rest are not in Jiangcheng, if you want to find it, it will take some time and effort, the police station has been very busy recently, and I can't walk away." ”

"I can't find any clues in this city, and the estimates in other places are even more suspenseful, no wonder Jiang Li refuses to come, did he expect this situation a long time ago, follow you, a little policeman, I didn't even touch the door of the house, it's so pitiful." Jiang Qiao looked depressed and walked out with heavy steps.

Just walked a few steps, she stopped suddenly, and Mao Daxin, who was also thinking about her mind behind her, didn't have time to brake and went straight up, and the two of them stumbled one by one, almost falling and eating.

"Why did you stop all of a sudden, scare me!" Mao Daxin complained.

"I suddenly thought of something, don't you think these parents are all alike?" Jiang Qiao ignored Mao Daxin's complaints, and asked with a frown.

"Like? It doesn't look like it.,Uh-huh... The age is similar, but this age is normal. Mao Daxin nodded, his eyes suddenly lit up, he patted Jiang Qiao's shoulder, and said loudly: "Why didn't I think of it, yes, it's really like." ”

Jiang Qiao's arm was almost broken by Mao Daxin, a straight man of steel, rubbing his shoulders with bared teeth, and he didn't care about scolding him, and analyzed: "Yes." According to your master, this is a third-rate primary school for migrant workers, and most of the children who go to school in it are migrant children, because they can't take care of them and even have to board. But in the past few days, the quality of life of these companies is not low, and it seems that they have all done some small business or something. All happened to make a fortune so well? ”

"I checked, and it seemed that the school had made some compensation to the families of the missing children." Mao Daxin also had doubts about this: "But more than ten years ago... Or the school, I don't think I can lose much.,I look at the file to write a little bit of the school's mind.。。。 ”

"Where did all the money come from? Living in such a community, at least it has to be a middle and upper level person, not to mention today's Huang Jianfeng, he still has three children... Jiang Qiao said this, looking up in the direction of Huang Jianfeng's house, but unexpectedly found a face sticking out of one of the windows looking at them. Seeing Jiang Qiao looking in his direction, the face quickly shrank in.

Is it Huang Jianfeng?

"Yes, I just wanted to say that this is also true for other families, did you find out, the families of the missing children are not only children... Oh... Except for my Master's family, every family has at least two or more children. So after these children disappeared, these families continued to live on a normal trajectory, and they did not die like my master, and they did not smash the pot and sell iron to find the children. ”

"Yes, their attitude is that the child is dead." Finding that someone was watching them, Jiang Qiao quietly pulled Mao Daxin and said as he walked. "It's completely different from what I saw in the movie, it's not logical, as long as you don't see the child's body for a day, don't you all have a glimmer of hope that they are still alive somewhere?"

"I have an ominous feeling that the truth behind this is more cruel than we imagined." Mao Daxin looked at the notebook in his hand, his face was gloomy, and there was still the last name left on the notebook that had not been crossed out.

A bungalow on the outskirts of town.

"Doesn't seem to be anyone?" Jiang Qiao tried knocking on the door, but no one answered. "Why is this family so depressed."

Jiang Qiao looked around, there were two brick bungalows and a small firewood shed in the dilapidated courtyard, a few common vegetables were planted in the open space in the middle of the courtyard, and a few chickens were wandering around the yard.

"There were people in the house, there was a coughing sound. According to the information, the child named Wu Dabao had an accident when his parents left when he was very young, and he lived with his grandparents. Mao Daxin put his ear to the crack of the door and listened for a while, then squatted down and looked down to turn over the information.

"Stayed with grandparents. We went next door and asked what was going on. Jiang Qiao saw that Mao Daxin was about to squat here to fight a protracted battle, and hurriedly pulled him out.

Dididi~ The phone rang again.

Jiang Qiao took out his mobile phone and looked at it, a strange call. She motioned for Mao Daxin to go over first, and then picked up the phone: "Hey, hello." ”

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Miss Jiang, I am Director Huang of Xifeng Primary School, I have something to talk to you face-to-face, are you free for a while?" ”

"Huh? What's the matter? I'm out there ... Jiang Qiao thought of Director Huang's expression that day, and had a faint hunch in his heart that the purpose of Director Huang's appointment should be for the affairs of Shengxi Primary School.

"About Shengxi Elementary School, I used to be a teacher there."

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