Xu Yao said directly, "Can you explain to him that I want him to find the information his son brought back from the orphanage.

And let us take a look at the belongings and the bedroom his son left behind."

The woman said a lot of things in a loud voice in the old man's ear.

The old man nodded, which should mean he agreed, and replied with a lot of incomprehensible words.

The woman said, "My second uncle is willing to cooperate with the police, but he has one wish, which is that you police can find his son.

Second uncle Li has a lot of feelings for his son, even though he is not his own son.

He wants to know why you are investigating his son?"

Xu Yao nodded and promised, "I will do my best to help him find his son and bring him to see him."

But Xu Yao concealed the reason why they came to investigate Li Tieer today, and did not tell the old man that his son might be an unforgivable murderer.

The old man bent his back slightly, slowly found a flashlight, and led them out of the hall.

Xu Yao followed the old man and looked around the courtyard. The courtyard was not big. On the east side of the courtyard was a row of corn barns made of cement and bricks. Due to years of disrepair, more than half of them had collapsed.

Next to the corn barns was a simple dry toilet, which was supported by two wooden beams and had a manure pit underneath. On

the west side of the courtyard was a small vegetable plot. The leaves on the vegetable plots had been eaten by insects, leaving only the stalks, and there were weeds.

In the middle of the courtyard was a red brick road covered with weeds, and at the end were two adobe houses.

Going around to the left, he arrived outside an iron gate.

The iron lock on the door was already rusty. The old man lifted the iron lock on the door, took out the key and opened it.

After the wooden door was opened, they all walked into the room. Xu Yao and the others spontaneously took out two flashlights from their bags and scanned everywhere.

The room was quite wide. There was a bed frame on the left side, but it was already piled with all kinds of sundries and rags of indistinguishable color.

On the south side of the room were all kinds of sundries, and there were also several large boxes stacked together, which were also covered with a thick layer of dust.

This is a typical bedroom in a northeastern rural area. On the south side is a brick bed, and on the north side is a cabinet with many objects on it, such as tea cups, wine bottles, candlesticks, and paintbrushes, all of which are covered in dust.

Several photo frames nailed to the wall have all fallen off. A closer look reveals a group photo of Li Tieer at school with his classmates, and a photo taken at the entrance of an orphanage.

20 years ago, in the photo, Li Tieer's adoptive mother was thin and pretty. Although her face was haggard and not in line with her age, she was full of smiles. Uncle Li was also ugly when he was young, and his eyes could not hide his vulgarity and ignorance. He was a typical rural farmer, dull and stiff.

Xu Yao was very interested in the photo taken at the door of the orphanage. He quickly took it in his hand with plastic gloves and wiped off the dust.

When Xu Yao looked at the photo carefully, his head suddenly hurt. He couldn't help shaking when holding the photo in his hand.

Xu Yao always felt that this scene was familiar, but reason told him that he couldn't have been here.

However, after a closer look, he felt that the scene was very similar to his dream.

Mo Xiaoqing also noticed Xu Yao's abnormality, and hurried over to ask with concern: "Captain Xu, what's wrong with you?"

This brought Xu Yao back to his senses. He quickly handed the photo to Mo Xiaoqing and said: "It's okay."

In the photo, a simple and honest rural couple squatted on both sides, and in the middle was the serious Li Tieer.

On the right side of the photo, there were a few big words about an orphanage, but only half of it was shown in the photo, the name of the orphanage.

The old man was moving the sundries without saying a word, and the woman was helping him.

Mo Xiaoqing walked to the several closets on the east side with a flashlight. She stretched out her hand and opened one of the closets. A pungent stench hit her in the face.

The closet was still full of messy clothes. Although the texture and color could not be seen clearly, the styles showed that they were all for boys.

Mo Xiaoqing could see that Li Qingguo's family was poor, but he really loved a child he brought back from an orphanage, and tried his best to give the child a warm home and the best material conditions.

Next to the closet was a damp and worn-out quilt covered with rat feces and emitting a foul smell. The cotton inside had all run out and was scattered all over the floor.

Mo Xiaoqing shone that direction carefully, but found that the wall in the corner seemed to be outlined with some lines.

She walked over in confusion and used a chopstick to lift the dirty quilt. Sure enough, the exposed wall was indeed part of the painting.

Mo Xiaoqing squatted down and shone a flashlight carefully, only to find that the part of the painting exposed at the corner of the wall was because the paint on the wall had fallen off. She bent it a little, and a large piece of the paint fell off. After

bending it for a while, part of the painting was finally exposed, but it was still impossible to see the content of the painting, but it could be seen that the painting was very spiritual.

Mo Xiaoqing stood up, walked to the old man, and shouted loudly, "Uncle, is there a painting on that wall?"

The old man turned his head in shock, muttering a long paragraph, and Mo Xiaoqing looked at the woman next to him in confusion.

The woman explained: "He said that there were paintings on not only that wall, but every wall in the room. Later, in order to prevent the two old people from being reminded of their parents, they repainted the walls."

The woman's eyes flickered when she said this, and she was hesitant, and it was obvious that she was lying.

Mo Xiaoqing asked directly: "Is this really the reason? If it is to prevent the reminder of his parents, then why don't you put away all the photos of him and his son in the room?

Auntie, tell the truth."

The woman pursed her lips, sighed for a while, and said directly: "Well, there is nothing to hide. Anyway, no one knows whether Li Tie'er is still alive in the world.

Didn't I say before that Li Tie'er was expelled from school because of the paintings?

Li Tieer was a very good painter, and he really liked to draw things related to airplanes, but even after he finished drawing, he would not allow anyone to touch any of his personal belongings.

At that time, Li Tieer pushed his classmate, causing the classmate to be hit by a car and injured his leg. It should be because his classmate took one of his paintings.

As for the cat of his head teacher being killed by him, it seems that it was also because the head teacher saw him drawing in class and tore up his paintings.

After Li Tieer was expelled from school, Uncle Li was furious and burned all his paintings in the room, and wiped off the pages of his paintings on the wall with wall paint.

I don’t know if it was because of this incident that Li Tieer hated the couple and ran away. "