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Chen An learned about Qiu Ke's family situation from his grandfather. Qiu Ke was picked up by Grandpa Qiu, who never married and raised him. Qiu Ke had good grades in school, but after his grandfather was diagnosed with an illness, he resolutely dropped out of school and went out to work.
This experience always makes Chen An overthink things, but it happened more than ten years ago, and he feels that the relevance is not great.
He checked the visiting records of the detention center. Qiao Qingfeng visited Qiu Ke a total of six times while he was in prison. Each visit lasted no more than ten minutes. The last time was a week before Qiao Qingfeng was transferred to the Futian Police Academy. The villagers said that Qiu Ke left Fanquan Township after he was released from prison, and no one knew where he went.
At this moment, he was standing at the gate of Fanquan Vocational and Technical College. A young teacher had just taken office in the archives department. She was extremely panicked when she heard that the police had arrived. But it was understandable that a young girl who had just entered the society would run into the police on her second day in office. Who wouldn't be scared?
"Officer, have some tea."
Chen An sat on the sofa, with beads of sweat clearly visible on the girl's face. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm just here to look up information today."
Most people tend to let down their guard when it comes to people with good looks, and Fan Xiaotian is no exception. "What do you want to know?"
Chen An placed the photo on the table. "He Cheng, a student majoring in auto repair in 2013."
Fan Xiaotian entered his name into the system, and his information quickly popped up on the computer. "He Cheng, enrolled in 2012, majoring in auto repair. Expelled from school in 2013 for serious fighting."
Chen An stood up, walked behind her, and stared at the words on the screen.
This student committed many crimes, including damaging public property, fighting, bullying, etc., and received many punishments.
Why is Qiao Qingfeng involved with such a student?
"Is the teacher who taught him still working in the school?"
Fan Xiaotian said: "In the past few years, some teachers have been dismissed one after another. So far, the only one who taught him and has not retired is Teacher Qiu."
"Is he at school?"
"Here I am."
Then Fan Xiaotian took Chen An to meet the teacher, Qiu Qian, a math teacher who looked gentle and wore a pair of rimless glasses.
He pushed up his glasses. "Officer, what do you want from me?"
Chen An said, "I want to ask you about a student, He Cheng."
In the office, Qiu Qian held the photo, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "I remember him, a notorious troublemaker in Class 3, who loved to stir up trouble." Looking back on the time when he taught him, it was the most difficult time in his career.
"This kid is so disrespectful to the teacher, and he's not nice to his classmates either." Qiu Qian was scolding him, but suddenly changed the subject and sighed, "But he's understandable."
"oh?"
"He Cheng isn't his parents' biological son. He was only in his first year of high school when they found out. I heard from his middle school teacher that He Cheng used to be very obedient, but after he found out he wasn't his biological son, he became upset. He became rebellious and got into trouble at vocational school. At first, his parents would come to the school when he got into trouble, but later, when he got into trouble more and more, they just left him alone."
"I don't know what happened to him after he stopped going to school."
After hearing Qiu Qian’s sigh, Chen An received a call from Xun Muke as soon as he walked out of the school gate.
"I found He Cheng. He's now working at a car wash center in Hong County. I'll send you the address."
"good."
The car drove to Hong County, and when he got off, someone came to greet him, "Boss, do you want to wash your car?"
The man came with a smile on his face, a towel draped over his shoulders, and bent down to look at him.
Chen An showed his ID and said, "Looking for you."
He Cheng's expression changed, his smile completely disappeared, he threw the towel to the person inside, and found a place with few people with Chen An.
He leaned against a tree, lit a cigarette impatiently, and took a deep drag. "I haven't done anything wrong."
Chen An said, "I want to ask you something."
"What's up?"
"Do you remember someone named Qiao Qingfeng approaching you in 2013?"
"Qiao Qingfeng?" He Cheng frowned and thought carefully, "Sounds a bit familiar."
“It seems so.”
Chen An said, "Why did he ask you to do that?"
He Cheng sneered, "How should I know? But he is very nice to me."
"How is it?"
"Well..." He Cheng said, "He took me out to eat, bought me clothes, and told me to study hard and not get into trouble. He stayed for about a few months before he left, and we haven't been in touch since."
Even he himself didn't know that the person who appeared briefly in his life could leave him with so many seemingly forgotten but actually profound memories. Considering his situation at the time, it's really funny to think about it now.
"He's like my dad, controlling me too much! To be honest, I actually doubted whether he was my real dad at the time. After all, my dad...my adoptive parents had abandoned me a long time ago."
Chen An looked the man up and down. He was wearing a worn shirt, bleached jeans, and his hands were peeling and rough from years of soaking in alkaline liquids. The He family was not short of money, and was even a middle-class family. However, they allowed He Cheng to work alone in such a place. It seemed that his adoptive parents did not have much affection for him.
"You said you are not your biological child, so where did your parents bring you back from?"
"Where else could it be? I bought it." He Cheng looked calm as if he was telling someone else's story.
"In that era, they were considered the wealthy generation in the village. I only have one older sister and no boys. That year, when they heard about human traffickers reselling children, they picked a boy from the traffickers, and that was me. Later, when I was in junior high school, my adoptive mother became pregnant and gave birth to a boy. I learned the truth from their discriminatory treatment, and then... that's what happened." He pointed at himself with the empty cigarette butt and smiled contemptuously.
Chen An said, "Have you ever thought about finding your biological parents?"
He Cheng laughed. "Looking for parents? Officer, this isn't a TV show. Why would I look for parents? Besides, where would I look for them? They don't even look for me anymore, so what's the point?"
He looked up at the car wash across the street and said, "I'm fine now." He stood up straight and said, "Officer, is there anything else you need? I'm leaving now."
Chen An watched him return to the car wash station, and He Cheng's words revealed his guess.
Twelve years ago, the health supplements in Fanquan Township caught the attention of the higher-ups. It was very likely that the ingredients in these supplements were the gold powder the police were pursuing at the time. Following orders from higher-ups, Qiao Qingfeng came to Fanquan Township to apprehend those selling these supplements...
No, Qiao Qingfeng did come to Fanquan Township, but he was not on the list of people involved in the crackdown on health products.
He did not come to Fanquan Township for work, but to... look for someone!
The two people who had connections with Qiao Qingfeng both had unknown origins. He Cheng claimed that he was sold by human traffickers, and Qiu Ke was also picked up by Grandpa Qiu. His master and his mistress had no children, so Qiao Qingfeng's motive for coming to Fanquan Township became personal.
Suppose Qiao Qingfeng originally had a child but the child was lost, would he go to Fanquan Township to look for his child?
He thought He Cheng was his child, so he treated him very well. Then the other recruited informant was most likely Qiu Ke.
Qiu Ke's grandfather died from health supplements, essentially being poisoned. Is it possible that he was recruited by Qiao Qingfeng as an informant?
Chen An seemed to have grasped some clues, but upon closer reflection, there were still many inexplicable aspects. Qiao Qingfeng had cut off contact with He Cheng after being transferred to Futian. Could it be... to protect him? But He Cheng hadn't received any money from anyone in all those years. If He Cheng was truly Qiao Qingfeng's son, he would have left him some money to ease his hardship after being abandoned by his adoptive parents.
But He Cheng's side was calm, while Qiu Ke had disappeared and seemed to be in great danger.
Of course, the possibility of Qiu Ke changing his name cannot be ruled out.
When the car arrived at the next service area, he stopped on the side of the road to smoke a cigarette. He didn't smoke before, but he developed the habit of smoking after his master left. He would especially want to smoke when he was under a lot of pressure or couldn't figure things out.
Before leaving the car wash, Chen An took He Cheng's hair. Everything just now was just inference, and he needed some concrete evidence to support his continued reasoning.
He carefully placed the brown-gray hair with the follicle into a sealed bag. It seemed as if a road was paved in front of him, and a gray-brown hair was picked up by the girl at the end of the road.
"Hurry up and scan! You'll see if you can catch up in time when the fans come in!"
A woman with high temperament came down from the stage in high heels. When she passed by the area where she was signing autographs, she saw the garbage on the ground and immediately criticized her.
"If you can't do anything right, why did I hire you in the first place?" She rolled her eyes, and another assistant respectfully led the person to the lounge.
After she left, the woman carrying the bag squatted in front of her and said, "Don't be sad. She's in a bad mood today. Don't bother with her."
The girl nodded and carefully kept the gray-brown hair that had fallen out.
Today is the 12th Jianan Animation Exhibition. This exhibition is open to all two-dimensional people. In addition, the exhibition also has an author area. Some authors of popular books are invited to the scene for signing. Wu Danyun is the author of the recently popular "Liu Guang Chuan", and his pen name is: Yunyun Zhongsheng.
Cen Lan is Wu Danyun's newly hired assistant. She is not yet used to the job. She cleaned the signing venue and moved the surrounding materials from the car to the bottom of the signing table by herself.
The sun was scorching outside and the journey was long. Cen Lan was sweating profusely after moving for a while. When she was moving in, she bumped into Wu Danyun. Wu Danyun was startled. She was carrying a large box and couldn't see clearly, so some materials spilled out.
Wu Danyun picked up the material and saw the cracks on it. She immediately flew into a rage and pointed at her thick glasses and said, "What else can you do? You can't even move something properly! How can you sell these if they're broken?"
Cen Lan put the box down carefully, adjusted his black-framed glasses, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'll compensate you."
"Compensation?" Wu Danyun sneered. "How can you compensate? Do you know how expensive this thing is?"
Cen Lan stared at the materials in the box that were not well made. She certainly knew how profitable these things were. A small acrylic plate cost only fifty cents, but it could be sold for forty or fifty yuan each if a Q-version character from the book was printed on it. Not only was the quality of these things questionable, even the most basic handle patterns were not good-looking, but there were still people who bought them.
Wu Danyun became angry when she saw Cen Lan's submissive look. She called two security guards to move the things in, then gave her a harsh look and left.
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