Zhecheng, police office.

Zhang Zheng really did not give up the investigation of Liu Mingli.

He asked the little police officer to dig out the case files of the year, looking for clues from place to place.

The case file fell like a hill on his desk, and he had been working sleepless for days.

"Director, take a break, we'll take care of this."

The little police officer saw him working hard, and secretly admired him in his heart.

Zhang Zheng shook his head: "I was involved in this case back then, and I know a little bit about it, and you can only see the inside story of it." ”

He didn't believe them, and if he missed an important clue, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

The little police officer stopped talking and silently buried himself in his own business.

The incident took place in a homeless gathering place on the outskirts of the city.

The fire burned the houses to the ground, and the city government took the lead in replanning, and now it looks like it has risen from the ground and does not look like it used to be.

Photographs of the old house are preserved in the file, both before and after the burning.

"Such a big character would hide in a homeless man's house."

After reading the file, the little police officer unconsciously sighed.

Zhang Zheng snorted coldly, thinking of Liu Mingli's ankle, which made his scalp tingle.

It took a lot of effort for them to seize him and put him to death.

"This person is much more powerful than the Gong Er we dealt with, not only cunning, ruthless, but also one of the best in EQ and IQ."

It's a pity that he took a detour, if he can serve the country, he must be a talent who stands up to the sky.

After listening to this, the little police officer took the case in hand more seriously.

"How many bodies were there in the fire?"

Zhang Zheng closed the case in his hand: "If I'm not mistaken, there are about five." ”

Liu Mingli not only hides inside, he also has four right-hand men.

When he fell, he was even planning to raze the entire Zhejiang city to the ground.

Such a frenzied person, fortunately they dealt with it early, otherwise it would definitely be a disaster.

The fire was an accident, after all, there were a lot of flammable things piled up in the gathering place of the homeless.

Unexpectedly, the fire spread faster, and before they could arrest them, the people inside were burned alive.

When the fire was extinguished, they found five corpses from the house, and the number of people and numbers matched, so they closed the group.

Zhang Zheng recalled, the head was the Tao, as if it happened yesterday.

"If you look at it this way, Liu Mingli did die in that accidental fire."

Zhang Zheng knocked on the table restlessly, he always felt that something was missing.

The fire came and burned suddenly, and the police watched him burn to death inside.

Then they left in a hurry, and the aftermath was handed over to the police station at the time.

Now that I think about it, it's all weird.

If Liu Mingli hadn't died, who would the corpse be inside?

Zhang Zheng was one head and two big, and he felt that he was missing a key point, and he didn't figure it out.

The little police officer touched his head: "Looking at the photo, the fire should be very big, so aren't there any burned people around?" ”

It was this sentence that suddenly woke up Zhang Zheng.

That's right, the fire is so big, and the people around are injured!

And what about the original homeless people in the house where they lived!

If the homeless man died in place of Liu Mingli, Liu Mingli escaped......

Wouldn't he have been at large for so many years!

Zhang Zheng thought of this possibility, and couldn't help but be a little afraid.

"There are a lot of injured people around, and the government has appeased them, so it should be mixed in this file, so let's look for them."

He needed a list of people who could be found and asked if anyone else had disappeared into the fire.

Although many years have passed, the burn marks cannot be erased.

The little police officer took it out casually and found the appendix of the dossier of that year: "Director, this is not what you are looking for, right?" ”

Zhang Zheng took it and looked at it again: "You kid won't be Fuwa!" ”

He slapped him twice on the shoulder, and the little police officer couldn't help but almost fall.

The way they express their intimacy and joy is really a bit unacceptable.

Next year is almost 20 years older than him, and his strength is twice as strong as him.

The little police officer rubbed his shoulders: "Director, what do you want this for?" ”

"Let's go, we'll go find someone now."

Zhang Zheng put on his hat, wrote down a few addresses at random, and looked for them according to the address.

The fire spread widely, and some homeless people who did not have time to escape suffered severe burns on their faces and bodies.

In order to appease them, the above uniformly put them in a nursing home.

Now more than ten years have passed, and there are several people who are still alive, which is also convenient for Zhang Zheng to find.

Outside the door of the nursing home, Zhang Zheng showed his ID and expressed his intention.

The staff led him straight to a room where there was an uncomfortable smell.

There were two elderly people living inside, with extensive injuries on their faces, which made people look terrible.

As soon as they entered, the two men stared at them as if they wanted to see them through.

The little police officer pinched his nose: "Can we make a note in a different place?" ”

The staff invited the two of them to an open area outside, and the little police officer took a deep breath before suppressing the feeling of churning in his stomach.

Zhang Zhengmian did not change: "Don't be afraid, two uncles, we just came today to find out about the fire of the year." ”

At the mention of the fire that year, the eyes of the two flashed with pain.

Although they are homeless and make a living by picking up garbage, they are in good health.

A fire changed their fate, and although they now have food and drink, the physical pain is mental torture for them.

They would rather go back to the old days of eating and sleeping in the open and living hungry and full of food, rather than live like people and ghosts like they are now.

Zhang Zheng looked at the two in front of him with burning eyes, and said soothingly: "I'm sorry for mentioning your sadness. ”

After a long time, one of them said in a hoarse voice: "Say whatever you want." ”

After all this time, they are still haunted, but after all, it was an accident, and they have been taken care of quite a bit.

"I want to ask if there are any missing people among you after the fire?"

"Missing people?"

The man's cloudy eyes blinked, which brought back memories of his time.

Many of them were homeless people who had gathered together, so they knew each other very well, and if one of them died or disappeared, everyone would talk about each other.

In the aftermath of the fire, several people were indeed missing......