Chapter 81
Beep, beep, beep...
Lin Jiafan didn't even hesitate for a second and directly pressed the cold red button again.
At this moment, Pang Guang's long face full of resentment was almost visualized in Luo Jingyao's mind.
Fortunately, after this commotion, the vague feeling in the air just now disappeared in an instant, and the relationship between the two people returned to its previous casual and harmonious state.
"There's something I've always been curious about, but I haven't found a suitable opportunity to ask you in person." Lin Jiafan said this out of the blue.
"You ask." Luo Jingyao was still struggling with the photo in her hand. She had just found a roll of double-sided tape from the shelf beside her and was ready to stick the photo back tightly.
"Back in Qi Wangshu's office, how did you discover that the mask was important evidence in the case?"
You have to know that the marks left by the deceased on the mask were very superficial, and the evidence left under his fingernails was only enough to identify what substance it was.
Not to mention that the autopsy report has never been made public, even those who knew about it would hardly notice this detail, let alone connect the two events.
Luo Jingyao, who was concentrating on tearing off the double-sided tape, paused for a moment, then resumed her movements after a few seconds. She spoke calmly, "Trust me, I'm an expert on everything related to free fighting and Sanda."
Hearing her response, Lin Jiafan raised his lips, repeating what he had just said to Lao Lei.
Being stared at by someone not far away made her hands tremble, Luo Jingyao could only try her best to maintain her pretentious persona. What else could she do but say this?
Do I have to confess truthfully that I was forced to use cheats?
After thinking about the consequences, she decided to forget it. It's not bad to show off occasionally.
After pasting the photo back together, Luo Jingyao was shocked to realize that Lin Jiafan had been silent since she said that. She didn't know whether he believed it or not.
Just as the atmosphere around her was about to become awkward again, the familiar ringtone of her cell phone successfully made her secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
"Speak." Lin Jiafan was the first to speak after the call was connected. This simple word was full of warnings.
After being ruthlessly cut off twice in a row, Pang Guang naturally didn't dare to continue his rash actions and got straight to the point: "I put the three photos Coach Luo just sent me into Jin City's missing persons database for the past two years, but nothing was found."
"So I expanded the scope to include missing persons nationwide. This will take some time. I'll let you know when I have the results."
"Of course, that's not the point. The point is the boy who looks like the oldest... I found out on the public security intranet that he's connected to a theft case."
"The case was investigated by the Rongcheng Police Station in Qinghe District. Because the child was a minor and very young, the case file uploaded by the police station only contained a few transcripts, a photo of the suspect, and a letter of apology from the suspect."
"The amount involved was not large, and the complainant was understanding. In the end, the Rongcheng police station mainly criticized and educated the person, and then sent him to an orphanage."
"Well, if you have any further news, please inform me as soon as possible. Also, please send me the contact information of the officer in charge of this case at the Rongcheng Police Station."
After ending the call, Lin Jiafan put the phone back in his pocket, walked to the window and looked down.
Then he turned around and looked at the person still standing in front of the photo wall. He raised his chin slightly and extended an invitation: "The area around Black Wind Mountain should be full of police and volunteers looking for children. It seems that the two of us can't help much if we stay here. Do you want to try your luck in the city?"
Luo Jingyao naturally would not refuse.
A few minutes later, the black jeep drove away from the door of Qingshan Rescue Association.
After more than half an hour, the car finally drove onto the outer ring road that leads from Heifeng Mountain to the city center, and street lights began to appear on both sides of the road.
Luo Jingyao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned her head to look at the lights of thousands of homes outside the window, feeling a sense of unreality as if she had returned to the world.
At the next intersection, they happened to encounter a red light. Lin Jiafan stopped the car, stretched out his long arm, took a neck pillow from the back seat and handed it under her nose.
"Rest for a while. I'll call you when we get there."
As if fearing she might have reservations, Lin Jiafan added, "I just bought it yesterday, no one has used it yet."
After saying thank you softly, Luo Jingyao took the neck pillow and put it around her neck.
She didn't sleep well the night before and was busy all day, so she was really tired. She fell asleep in just a few seconds.
In a daze, she only felt that the noise around her ears had weakened a lot, as if someone had considerately turned down the volume of the car radio.
I don’t know how long it took, but when Luo Jingyao regained consciousness, the black jeep had already arrived in the downtown area.
As a new first-tier city, Tianjin is always lively at night. For example, you can catch a "rush hour" in the middle of the night.
"Awake? We've already entered Qinghe District. Just two more traffic lights and turn right to get to the Rongcheng Police Station." Lin Jiafan's eyes were focused on the road ahead the entire time, but he kept talking, "There's water in the storage compartment under the car door."
Luo Jingyao, who was clearly arranged, responded sullenly, took out a bottle of mineral water from the storage compartment, raised her head and drank it in big gulps.
By the time she successfully relieved the dry and sore throat, the black jeep had already stopped outside the Rongcheng Police Station.
Qinghe District is considered to be prosperous among the several districts under Jinshi. However, because it was established earlier, it is inevitable that there are problems such as unreasonable planning and narrow roads.
The Rongcheng Police Station is located on the side of the road. Its office is located in a three-story commercial building facing the street. Several police cars in the station are crowded on the curb in front of the door, which looks very pitiful.
It was almost midnight, and there were still people coming and going in front of the police station. Through the glass door, Luo Jingyao could even see that the police station hall was full and overcrowded.
The sharp and piercing noise even penetrated the glass door and went straight into her ears.
Perhaps sensing her shock, Lin Jiafan locked the car and explained as he walked towards the police station, "The area managed by the Rongcheng Police Station is large and complex. Not only are there many businesses, but there are also two night markets. Scenes like this are commonplace for them."
As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them opened the glass door and walked into the hall, passing through the quarreling crowd and coming to the reception window.
After showing their ID to the gloomy-looking police officer on duty, they successfully passed through the electronic door that popped open on the side and entered the case handling area.
"Hello, who are you looking for?" Just then, a young policeman came out of the bathroom not far away and asked questions to the two unfamiliar faces that suddenly appeared.
"We're looking for Officer Kang Yongsheng." Lin Jiafan said, "We've already contacted him before coming here."
"Brother Kang! Someone is looking for you!!!" The young policeman didn't say much. He turned around and walked to the stairs next to the bathroom, and shouted upstairs with all his might.
Soon, hurried footsteps were heard on the stairs, and then a middle-aged man in casual clothes appeared in front of the two.
The man had a square face, his short hair was not too long but looked a little messy at the moment, and the signature dark circles under his eyes were a good interpretation of his profession.
"Captain Lin, right? I met you before at the meeting of the Municipal Bureau." Kang Yongsheng shook hands with Lin Jiafan enthusiastically, and then led the two of them inside to the door of the archive room of the police station.
He gently placed his finger on the fingerprint lock, and after a burst of electronic prompt sounds, Kang Yongsheng pushed the door open and walked in.
"I have some impression of the case you mentioned on the phone. It was probably at the end of last year..." The other party said, walking around among several file cabinets, and finally found a case file from one of the file cabinets.
"That's right, it's him. His name is He Jinzhe. He was only eleven years old when he committed the crime last year."
After taking the case file, Lin Jiafan saw the photo inside and confirmed that it was the same person as Xiaozhe from the Qingshan Rescue Association.
"Can you find out his identity information?" He raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.
Kang Yongsheng nodded. "Yes, his household registration is in Songshan District, and his residence address is the Sun Red Welfare Home. I also spoke to the welfare home on the phone at the time, and they said He Jinzhe was a homeless child sent there by the Songshan District police three years ago, so the welfare home later registered him."
"But the child only lived in the orphanage for half a year before running away while attending school. The orphanage reported the incident to the police after discovering it."
"He Jinzhe had stolen over 100 yuan from a stall owner and was forced to come to the police station by the stall owner. When he got there, he admitted his mistake with a very positive attitude, bowing, kneeling, and even slapping himself in the face. This actually embarrassed the person who called the police."
"In the end, the child returned over 100 yuan to the stall owner, who voluntarily agreed not to pursue the matter and even wrote a letter of apology. We criticized and educated him and then sent him back to the Sun Red Welfare Home."
While Kang Yongsheng was introducing the basic situation, Lin Jiafan also took a rough look at the case file in his hand, and his eyes stayed on the reporter's transcript for a long time.
Finally he raised his head: "Can we still contact the person who reported the case?"
"There are some details about this case that I want to discuss with him in person."
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