Song Xianzhang scooped the soup with his hand and looked at her in some surprise. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info "You can't help with these, and the police department's case handling information can't be casually disclosed to others." ”

"How do you know I can't help?" Meng Yimiao made a mischievous grimace at him, "You, you're not an ordinary person, are you!" ”

"What do you mean?" Song Xianzhang was a little puzzled.

"I can tell that there is a faint golden light on your body, which no one else has."

Song Xianzhang was really shocked this time, and said in surprise: "Your eyes? ”

"My eyes can see through a person's good and evil and difference."

"So powerful?"

"Of course!"

"In that case, why are you telling me?"

"There are two reasons, one is because you are upright, and the other is good!" Meng Yimiao blinked, "Naturally, it's because I like you!" ”

Song Xianzhang only felt that black lines began to appear on his forehead again, and when he didn't know what to say, there was a knock on the door at the right time.

"Come in!"

Liu seemed to push the door in with a stack of documents, "Team Song, I finally found what Liang Han and Zhang Xiaoliang have in common!" ”

Before anyone could walk in, the voice of excitement came first.

"Oh, what is it?"

Liang Han's father's name is Liang Shan, and he worked with Zhang Xiaoliang's father Zhang Baocai in the brick factory in City B 20 years ago, and then the two left there and went elsewhere to develop, and they have not been in contact for so many years. However, Liang Shan died of illness not long after divorcing his wife. ”

"Twenty?" Song Xianxian's heart moved, isn't this point in time the same as the clue left on the note? It seems that it is very likely that what happened between these two people back then led to the malicious revenge of the murderer now.

"Hmph, that Zhang Baocai didn't tell the truth, there should be some secrets hidden, Liu Yi, you go and call him over, let's ask again."

"Yes, Team Song."

After Liu seemed to leave, the office returned to an awkward atmosphere, Meng Yimiao sat aside, and kept staring at him with scrutinizing eyes, and Song Xianxian had no choice but to drive people away.

"Miss Meng, there's nothing else to do here, why don't you go back first!"

"Why are you still so unfamiliar, just call me ethereal."

"But that's not good."

"You are a big man, why are you so inked, change your name, and you won't die." Meng Yimiao pouted in disgruntled protest.

"Well, okay then, Ethereal, shouldn't you go back first?"

"I knew to drive me away, okay, anyway, this girl still has classes in the afternoon, so I won't accompany you, I'll come to see you next time, bye!" After speaking, Meng Yimiao packed up the food box and turned to leave, leaving only a beautiful back.

Song Xianzhang sighed helplessly, he had never been in love, he really couldn't accept this kind of strong offensive. Fortunately, he didn't have to be melancholy for long, and Liu seemed to be back again.

"Team Song, I made a lot of calls, but no one answered, I'm afraid something happened."

"By the way, didn't you send a colleague to protect him?"

"Well, I just called to ask, and they said that Zhang Baocai has been staying at home and hasn't gone out at all in the past few days."

"Suffer, go to his house and have a look." Thinking of Liang's mother's tragic situation before, Song Xianzhang only felt a chill in his heart.

got out of the car in the community, and the two investigating policemen were already waiting there, and their expressions were not very good-looking. The guards are so tight, if Zhang Baocai has an accident, it will really be a "papapa" slap in the face.

After several people arrived, they knocked on the door again and no one answered. Song Xianzhang kicked open the door and walked in, but he didn't see the expected corpse.

The whole room was empty, and the food on the table was already rancid, emitting a disgusting smell, it must have been a few days ago. Important items such as laptops and ID cards in the bedroom are still in place, and the dirty laundry in the bathroom washing machine has been washed but not taken out to dry, and brown mold spots have appeared.

Both policemen were surprised that this situation had apparently been missing for several days. "We were keeping a close eye on him, and we didn't find out that he had ever gone out!" The square-faced policeman couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Basically, it is certain that he was killed, and Baimi will also have a mistake, now is not the time to find responsibility, the important thing is to find out where Zhang Baocai is quickly, whether he has been killed."

"Yes, Team Song, then we'll check it out right away." The two straightened their faces and turned around and went out.

"By the way, Liu Bi, you said that he worked in a brick factory, how did you find out?"

"Oh, I went to his hometown, a mountain village called Lantau, and listened to the neighbors."

"Is that brickyard still there?"

"That place had closed down a long time ago, and then even the factory was sold to someone else."

"Can you find someone who used to manage inside?"

"It's not easy to find! Team Song, what do you mean. ”

"You tell me where it is, I'll go to find it myself, I have to find out what Zhang Baocai and Liang Shan did back then, and whether anyone else was involved."

"That's right, because the brick factory is near Lantau Village, so the workers in it are basically from the village, and the people in charge are the village cadres, and now they are retired, but they should be able to find them in the village."

"Got it, I'll go to the village to have a look, and you go check the monitoring records of this community first."

"Yes."

Lantau Village is a small mountain village, and most of the villagers do not have much contact with the outside world, so they have always used the older way to deal with things, and the people are more fierce. Several old men sat under the big tree at the entrance of the village and chatted, and Song Xianzhang wanted to go up to inquire about the old cadre's residence, but no one paid attention to him.

I had no choice but to take out a pass that can be eaten in all of China, RMB. At this moment, the old people had the energy to talk to him about the old cadre, and one old man even asked his little grandson to take Song Xianzhang to the old cadre's house. The enthusiasm made Song Xianxian's heart furious, alas, he felt that his wallet was emptied.

Follow the child around the village to the door of a house. It is neatly stacked with beautiful red bricks, divided into two floors, with freshly harvested corn cobs hanging on the roof, and a spacious yard below.

The child stretched out his dirty little finger and pointed to the door, and said in a slurred accent, "This is the place for Grandpa Seven." ”

Song Xianzhang smiled and said thank you, gave a few coins, and the child grinned and left happily.

Most people in the countryside like to visit the door, and if there is nothing to do, they will go to other people's houses to sit for a while and talk about family life, so the door is basically open during the day, and it is not locked, and there are tall corn stalks at the door, and it seems that this year's harvest is good.