Chapter 491: Meng Yanchuan: Words Unspoken (Extra 3)

Once the wasteland bones case was announced, it immediately attracted social attention.

The autopsies of the corpses that were piled up in the pits revealed that each victim was killed within a month or half a year.

Among the seven people killed, except Wei Qingan, the rest were minors.

There are girls and there are boys.

The earliest person to die was a boy of around seven years old, while the youngest was Wei Qing'an.

When Meng Zhiyi saw the news at home, her face did not look good.

This means that the murderer has been committing crimes for as long as ten years and has not been discovered yet.

All the victims were children. The reason why Wei Qing'an was killed was probably because they had already caught the murderer, which led to his murder.

She sighed secretly, put down her phone, and turned her head to look at the brother and sister who were obsessed with building blocks in the toy area.

Perhaps because she had become a mother, Meng Zhiyi always felt resentful whenever she thought of the children who had been murdered.

Moreover, this matter also involved Meng Yanchuan, which made her even more worried.

In the evening, after Shen Que came back from the company, Meng Zhiyi told him what happened.

"So, you want to intervene in this matter?" Shen Que was not surprised. After all, Meng Zhiyi now cared about more and more things.

It's a good thing, but it also means that she has to take risks again.

Meng Zhiyi: "After so many years, the murderer is still at large, which shows that it is impossible to catch him using normal means."

Even the police were killed, and the opponent was a ruthless character.

Shen Que also understood his wife, so he stopped trying to persuade her and said directly, "So when do you decide to start? I'll arrange the time."

"Why are you arranging time?" Meng Zhiyi looked at him with confusion.

"?" Shen Que stretched out his hand and pulled the person in front of him, saying resentfully: "To accompany you."

"No need." Meng Zhiyi pushed him away mercilessly and continued, "You stay at home and take care of the children."

Shen Que: “…”

He pulled her back and hugged her tighter: "The child is being taken care of by her aunt. If that doesn't work, send her to her parents."

Then, without giving Meng Zhiyi a chance to speak, he lowered his head and kissed her directly, blocking all her words from her mouth.

After the kiss, Shen Que gently tidied up the hair around her ears and said, "I won't let you take risks alone."

Meng Zhiyi didn't say anything else, but went downstairs to pack up the two children and sent them to Shen's house.

Her mother-in-law and father-in-law are both retired military personnel, so it is safest to send the child there.

After settling the children, Meng Zhiyi planned to look for Meng Yanchuan to find out the specific time of death of each victim.

As a result, when I arrived at Meng Yanchuan's workplace, I was told that he had just applied for annual leave and did not come to work.

Meng Zhiyi and Shen Que immediately felt that the matter was not simple, and contacted him immediately after leaving the unit.

At the same time, Meng Yanchuan had already arrived in the countryside alone.

As a forensic doctor, he knows the time of death and identity of each victim best.

He spent a day reading through all the missing children cases in the past ten years, and then found one by one that best matched the identity of the victim.

He was also the first child to be killed.

"Master, I want to ask you something." Meng Yanchuan was wearing another set of sportswear and carrying a backpack. He was standing under a tree and talking to the master who was enjoying the cool air.

"What do you want to know, young man?" The old man smiled and treated Meng Yanchuan as a tourist.

Meng Yanchuan took out a photo that was already blurry and asked, "Master, does Li Yangyang's family still live here?"

When the name Li Yangyang came out, the smile on the grandfather's face froze, but soon returned to normal.

He picked up the crutches leaning against his side and chuckled, "Moved away, moved away a long time ago."

Meng Yanchuan did not miss the change in the master's expression just now, but pretended not to see it and continued to ask: "Then do you know where they moved to?"

The grandfather shook his head and said, "I don't know. They are from another place and rented a house in our village. They moved out not long after their child disappeared ten years ago."

Meng Yanchuan was a little disappointed.

Because Li Yangyang is the only one whose time of disappearance and time of murder almost match.

While he was thinking, the old man asked again: "Young man, are you a policeman? It's been ten years, and the child's case is still not resolved?"

Meng Yanchuan shook his head and lied, "I'm a volunteer looking for relatives. Our organization is doing a charity event to help people find their children. There are several children who meet the requirements, so I came to visit and see if I can help."

Hearing this, the master seemed to be relieved.

"Then you'll miss it. They moved away a long time ago."

After the master finished speaking, he didn't waste any more words with Meng Yanchuan. Instead, he leaned on his crutches and walked away slowly.

Meng Yanchuan stood under the green tree, looking at the master's back with a long gaze.

Having dealt with criminals for many years, he had already noticed that something was wrong with the master.

He looked at the quiet town in front of him, and instead of leaving immediately, he found a hotel to stay in.

At that time, on the other side.

When the master returned home, he saw a middle-aged man in the yard.

The man's clothes had faded from washing, and he was repairing an old motorcycle with his back to him.

"Second child, why are you back?" The eldest master's voice sounded a little excited and his pace quickened.

The man called Erwazi is the son of this master.

Erwazi turned around and there was no expression on his face when he saw his old father.

In response to his question, she just hummed lightly and said, "Come back if you want to."

"You..." Just as the eldest master was about to say something, everything he saw on that rainy night suddenly emerged in his mind.

The words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat. After taking a few quick breaths, the master's tone suddenly turned vicious.

He pounded the ground with his cane and said, "Do you still remember this is home? I don't want an unfilial son like you. Get out of here."

Erwazi looked at his father in some confusion, as if he couldn't understand why he suddenly got angry when he was normal just a second ago.

After tightening the last screw, he stood up, took out a wad of money from his frayed coat and handed it over.

"Here is the twenty thousand dollars I saved. Keep it."

The moment the master saw the money, his eyelids twitched even more violently.

Seeing that his son's clothes were as worn out as those of a homeless man, yet he could still come up with 20,000 yuan, his heart sank.

"I don't want your money, get out of here and never come back."

The master drove him away mercilessly, and his tone and look seemed to indicate that he really wanted to sever ties with his son.

Erwazi froze in place, a struggle evident in his indifferent eyes.

He opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

Putting the money on the stone table beside him, Erwazi turned around, pushed his motorcycle and left.