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"Brother Song Qing, what's going on?"
Jiang Qing held her breath. The brief silence on the other end gave her a vague bad feeling.
"Sorry, Jiang Jiang, I didn't find anything."
"How is that possible?" Jiang Qing clutched her phone and asked anxiously, "Is it that the system didn't record it, or is the information I provided incomplete? Perhaps you could help find a few more people to ask..."
"Jiang Jiang," Song Qing interrupted her, his voice filled with a hint of helplessness. "The police system is strictly confidential. Police staff cannot disclose any information related to the case to irrelevant personnel. Even the police report only contains brief information such as the pseudonym and the crime."
"Police officers cannot intrude on citizens' privacy at will. Such violations will be severely punished once discovered."
"I'm sorry, I don't know." Jiang Qing was stunned. She had never thought that investigating a case at the police station would be so difficult. "So when you said you didn't find anything, what did you mean..."
"Don't forget, I graduated from a police academy. Although I didn't become a police officer in the end, I still have the ability to guard the house," Song Qing made a small joke and then returned to the topic. "Based on the names, crimes, and relevant areas you provided, I inquired and checked and sorted out all possible judgment documents, records, and reward orders. Unfortunately, there are no results at all. This situation is obviously not normal."
Jiang Qing's heart sank. "Then I won't be able to find him again."
"Although I don't know why you care so much about this senior sister's case, but if you are sure that she is a victim and is really involved in a criminal case..." Song Qing hesitated for a moment.
Things seemed to be taking a turn for the better, and Jiang Qing quickly replied, "I'm sure."
Song Qing: "Then there is only one possibility."
Jiang Qing: "What?"
Song Qing's brows were heavy as he looked at the records he had been organizing overnight. He said, "Both parties are involved in the issue of privacy protection for juvenile offenders. According to Article 286 of the Criminal Procedure Law, which stipulates the sealing of juvenile criminal records, such criminal cases are subject to strict access control."
"That's why we can't find anything," Jiang Qing figured out everything in an instant. "Because the murderer is a minor, his criminal file has been sealed."
Song Qing corrected her statement, "To be precise, if one party is a minor, the court may hold a closed trial, with sensitive information blocked or restricted from access."
"The difference between the two is that if the murderer is a minor, the file will be sealed, but if it is an adult, the criminal status will be disclosed and the privacy of the victim will be concealed."
"But in either case, based on the victim information you provided, there is no public information available."
He pondered for a moment and suggested, as a brother, "If you want to continue your investigation, you can start with the victim's family or the suspect. Maybe you can find out something..."
"No need," Jiang Qing leaned more and more towards her own guess. She didn't want to implicate others. "Thank you, Brother Song Qing. If you can't find out, forget it. It happened a long time ago. There's no point in pursuing it."
"Well, the dead are dead, Jiang..." Song Qing stumbled, "Your senior sister in heaven wouldn't want to see her good friend dwelling on the past because of her."
But that was not just the past, it was also the future that she could touch. How could she let it go?
Jiang Qing lowered her eyelids: "I will."
Song Qing: "Remember to contact me if you have any questions. Xiaoman is always thinking about you."
"Okay." Jiang Qing hung up the phone and looked at the person who had quietly sat down beside her. "Did you hear everything?"
"I heard it."
Lin Nanyan: "We have limited information right now. The murderer's sudden attack suggests it was premeditated. Even if it's in the first timeline, the murder should have happened not too far away, around the time of my senior sister's senior year of high school."
"According to the normal student enrollment process, by the end of their senior year, most students would have already held their coming-of-age ceremonies. Of course, we can't rule out special circumstances like starting school early or skipping grades, so we can't be sure of her exact age. But based on probability, we speculate that she's an adult."
As he spoke, he observed Jiang Qing's expression. The girl listened attentively and did not refute him. In other words, the girl did not know the specific age of Senior Sister Jiang Qing.
"According to Brother Song Qing, there's no verdict or relevant records, so one of the two parties may be a minor. If Senior Sister Jiang Qing is an adult, then the murderer must be a minor."
"Only in this way will his file be sealed and the relevant information strictly confidential, making it difficult to determine the specific circumstances of the case based on the existing evidence and thus identify the murderer's surname and narrow down the scope."
"Since the murderer committed the crime, where will he be imprisoned?" Jiang Qing recalled Song Qing's words. She didn't know the family of the senior student, so she could only start with the suspect. "How many prisons are there in our city?"
As she was about to search for the relevant address on her mobile phone, a bony hand suddenly reached out and pressed her phone.
"Jiang Jiang, even if we knew the address, we wouldn't be able to find him." Lin Nanyan squatted down and looked at her. "The police won't provide any information, and the prison won't provide any either. Besides, there's more than one prison in the city."
He said: "We can't find a needle in a haystack."
In another corner of the city, a group of young people with colorful hair stopped in front of a gate, laughing and joking.
"Brother Zhou, what do you think of my outfit?"
Hearing this, Zhou Qiang barely took a glance at it, and his clothes clanged and tugged at the chain on the thin man's neck. "You don't think such a thick chain is too heavy."
"You don't understand, I call this fashion." The thin young man, who was being despised, was very dissatisfied. He patted the Ghost Fire motorcycle under him and said, "It's just like my ride. What's the word for it? Fa... Yeah, fashion, you know?"
"You big-headed ghost," Zhou Qiang slapped him on the back of the head, "Is this your car? You're showing off."
"Hey, what belongs to Brother Zhang belongs to us brothers, he doesn't mind." The thin guy didn't care even after being beaten.
Zhou Qiang glanced at the thin man and said, "That's because he doesn't want to argue with you. Keep your eyes open and your mouths shut. If you let him get away today, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."
He pretended to hit them with his elbow, and the thin man and his companions quickly covered their heads with their hands and fled.
"Got it, stop hitting people on the head. What if I get knocked silly by you?" Seeing that his bad mouth was about to land him a new blow, the skinny guy quickly changed the subject, "Brother, is this guy you're talking about really that powerful?"
Zhou Qiang put out the cigarette in his mouth, threw it on the ground, twisted it, and spat.
"I don't know if he's very powerful, but he's definitely a tough guy."
He glanced at the little brothers around him who were staring at him eagerly, coughed twice, and motioned them to come over, "Do you know someone who has killed someone?"
"hiss--"
Zhou Qiang glared at them: "Shut your ignorant mouths, keep your voice down, and don't you see where we are?"
"Brother, please continue. The brothers are all listening." The thin man's face was full of flattery.
Zhou Qiang simply couldn't bear to watch it. This batch of younger brothers were really worse than the previous one. They were so stupid, but they still thought they were smart. If there was really no one to lead, he wouldn't force himself.
Forget it, forget it. After all, he is his little brother who has always followed him. Even if he has no credit, he has worked hard. As long as he doesn't hold him back, that's enough. He tried to convince himself.
Zhou Qiang: "Red knife in, white knife out, snap, a life is gone."
"He spent a year in a correctional facility, and now..." He pointed at the door in front of him, "He's been here for eight years. He was released today, and we came to greet him."
"Brother Zhou, how do you know so much?" The thin man was amazed and then puzzled. "Do you know this person? Why haven't I heard you mention him before?"
"Of course I have my sources," Zhou Qiang glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "I'll let you know everything. Otherwise, I'll give you this big brother position."
The thin man quickly shook his head, "What are you talking about? I don't have as much ability as you, Brother Zhou."
Zhou Qiang scoffed at him: "Look at you, you look like a bear."
The thin man held his mouth tight for a short while. The weather was hot, and he tried to hold it in but failed. "Brother Zhou, did you remember the time wrong? We have been waiting here for so long, why hasn't anyone come out yet?"
"Are you looking for a beating?" Although Zhou Qiang said this, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, could it be that he really remembered it wrong?
“Squeak—”
Zhou Qiang and his group all looked over following the noise.
The thick iron door opened, and a young man with a crew cut walked out, holding a black bag in one hand and raising the other hand in front of his eyes to block the dazzling sun.
It was not until he lowered his hands that were covering his face that the group of people could see his face clearly.
The man had slightly sunken cheeks, deep eye sockets, and distinct facial bones. Although he was thin, he looked like someone who was not to be messed with.
His eyes met their group, then he looked away expressionlessly.
Thin Man: "Brother! Brother! He's looking at us!"
Skinny: "Brother! He doesn't even look at us anymore!"
Thin Man: "Brother! Brother! He's leaving!"
Zhou Qiang snatched his sleeve back from the thin man and said impatiently, "Why are you yelling so loudly? I'm not blind!"
He stepped forward, standing in the path the man was leaving, and asked politely, "Is this Brother Li?"
The man stopped and looked directly at Zhou Qiang with a pair of dark eyes.
Being stared at by those dead eyes was quite frightening. Zhou Qiang could hardly keep the smile on his face. "My name is Zhou Qiang, Zhou means comprehensive, Qiang means strong. Just call me Qiangzi."
"roll!"
The man's lips moved slightly, and he uttered a harsh word.
He pushed Zhou Qiang who was blocking his way away and strode forward without looking around.
The thin man quickly took over Zhou Qiang who was pushed aside. Looking at the man's back, he lowered his head and asked, "Brother?"
Zhou Qiang waved the thin man's hand away and stood up, his eyes shining. "It seems I found the right person. He looks thin, but he has a lot of strength."
The thin guy couldn't help but whispered: "Brother, there's nothing you can do even if you're jealous. He doesn't care about us."
"You know shit!" Zhou Qiang's mouth twitched. If everyone had the same idea as Skinny, he wouldn't have to hang around in the underworld. He could just accept a bunch of ugly people who flattered him every day.
What's the use of having more people? We still have to rely on him.
Zhou Qiang looked at the man's back as he walked away and shouted, "Brother Li, do you know Li Liang?"
The man stopped and turned around.
Zhou Qiang: "Brother Liang asked us to come find you."
The thin man following behind him couldn't help but whisper to his companion, "Who is Brother Liang?"
"I don't know. I haven't heard of it."
Thin Man: "...What's the use of you!"
"Li, Liang?" The man looked at Zhou Qiang. His throat was like sandpaper, with a grainy texture. "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Brother Liang is busy and can't come," Zhou Qiang said, smiling. "Let us take his place to welcome Brother Li back to your freedom."
"Freedom?" The man sneered, then quickly withdrew. "Let's go."
Zhou Qiang was unable to react, "Ah? Oh, let's go eat first..."
"Ding-ling-ling--" A shrill ring suddenly rang, and the thin man quickly covered his pockets. He looked at Zhou Qiang with a bitter face.
He quickly bent down and stepped out of the crowd to answer the phone, and asked angrily, "Who is it? Are you sick? Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Zhou Qiang: "Brother Li, you haven't eaten yet, let's go to a restaurant first..."
"Brother Zhou..." A weak voice buzzed in my ears.
"Are you sick? If you have to fart, just fart quickly. Can't you see I'm busy?" Zhou Qiang yelled at the thin man. Is there any clue in his eyes? Can't this be done?
The thin man who was scolded felt aggrieved, but more of a guilty conscience. "Brother, I didn't want to bother you, but... the police came to our door."
!!!
"Police..." Zhou Qiang turned around in shock. "What trouble have you gotten yourself into again?!"
The thin man said weakly, "It's about that restaurant last night... We apologized in the end, but the owner called the police today."
Jiang Qing's home.
"Nine years. He committed the crime nine years ago." Jiang Qing looked at the densely packed criminal code on the screen and suddenly said, "Do you think it's possible that he's already served his sentence and is out of prison?"
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