Chapter 57: Missing Sister (2)
Sang Luo fell asleep while thinking. At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the shrill alarm rang again. Sang Luo was frightened and sat up suddenly. He saw the curtains in the room fluttering automatically and the dictionary on the table began to turn pages automatically.
Any more tips?
Sang Luo was stunned for a moment, but Team 3 did not receive any new cases today.
Before she could react, the dictionary stopped at a certain page. A word on that page glowed. Sang Luo took a closer look. It was -
【people】
people?
Sang Luo's mind was in a mess. This word had no specific meaning. The streets were full of people. What kind of people did the dictionary refer to? Men or women?
Most importantly, Sang Luo had no idea which case the dictionary was referring to.
A second later, the light on the character "人" went out, and the dictionary closed automatically, as if nothing had happened.
Sang Luo grabbed her hair and felt her scalp tingling. Although she didn't want to admit it, at this point, there was only one possibility left -
This time, the dictionary gave a clue about the younger sister Sang Ruo.
This is a message from my sister!
"Ruoruo, is that you? Ruoruo?"
Sang Luo rushed to the table and shouted like crazy, but the dictionary did not respond. Sang Luo put the dictionary down in despair. She remembered that the dictionary could only give a hint of one word per night.
If this is really a message from my sister, then it means... my sister is dead...
Sang Luo didn't dare to think about it anymore. She suddenly felt an uncontrollable nausea rising from her body. She rushed to the toilet to vomit, but after dry heaving for a long time, nothing came out.
Her sister is dead. Sang Luo's scalp would go numb whenever she thought of these words. She couldn't face this. She had been chasing for so many years and persisted for so many years, but in the end, the person she was looking for was dead. She couldn't accept this result.
The feeling of dry heaving came up in waves. Sang Luo knelt on the ground, staring at the ground. She wanted to vomit, but nothing came out.
In order to suppress this physiological reaction, Sang Luo began to persuade herself that this hint was not necessarily about her sister Sang Ruo, but it might be that she would be taking on a new case tomorrow and the dictionary just gave a hint in advance.
Thinking of this, Sang Luo felt much better. She had made up her mind that as long as Team Three received a new case tomorrow, it would mean that the hint of the word "人" was for this case and had nothing to do with her sister.
The feeling of nausea finally subsided. Sang Luo lay back on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, suppressed his anxiety, and tried to fall asleep.
The next morning, Sang Luo slept in for the first time ever. Perhaps she subconsciously didn't want to wake up and face the reality that was to come.
When Sang Luo went out, Ruan Yu was waiting for her at the door again. This time he handed her a warm lunch box. Sang Luo did not refuse and grabbed it directly. Looking at her hurried figure, Ruan Yu shouted behind her: "Run slower!"
When they entered the office, everyone was already there. Sang Luo went straight to Ma Shi Tu and asked, "Master, what case is today?"
Ma Shi Tu was a little surprised: "I didn't hear the leader say that we would be assigned a case. How come there is a new case?"
Sang Luo shook his head: "No, I'm just asking."
Yuan Xiaohu walked up to him and teased, "Sang Luo, you are too ambitious. Isn't it good to have no cases? This shows that our jurisdiction is peaceful! Besides, you just solved a big case, don't you need to take a break? The machine can't run non-stop!"
Ma Shi Tu also agreed: "Sang Luo, I know you are enterprising, but you should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest. When the leaders don't assign us cases, you can also take a proper rest. Don't be too tense. Health is the capital of revolution.
"Okay." Sang Luo nodded and said nothing more.
She opened the lunch box that Ruan Yu had given her. Inside the box were a few small buns that looked very unique, with eighteen carefully-made folds on them. The bun skin was fluffy and white, and it was obvious that the dough had been fermented very well.
Ruan Yu got up early this morning and made bread and buns. He also added some clever ideas to the buns. The buns he put in the lunch box had different fillings, including one with red bean paste, one with pork and shepherd's purse, one with sauerkraut, one with mutton and green onion, as well as a mushroom and rapeseed bun and a carrot and egg bun.
He specially made each kind of filling, intending to see which one Sang Luo liked and make it for her next time.
These buns were delicious, but Sang Luo couldn't taste them. She just stuffed one bun after another into her mouth and chewed them hard. Her mind was blank. She only remembered what Ruan Yu said yesterday: Man is iron and rice is steel.
She had to eat her fill so she would have the energy to look for her sister.
Although Team Three has not received any cases yet, it does not mean that there will be no cases throughout the day. Sang Luo has made sufficient preparations and is always expecting someone to tell her that there is a case.
She waited like this for a whole day, and nothing happened that day. Team Three had a rare quiet day. Everyone else was in a good mood, but Sang Luo's heart was becoming increasingly heavy.
She knew what this meant. If no new cases were assigned, then the clue given by the dictionary last night could only be directed at her sister Sang Ruo.
Something might have really happened to my sister.
When it was time to get off work, Sang Luo picked up her backpack and walked down the street in a daze. She didn't know where she should go, but she didn't want to go home or face the psychic dictionary. For the first time, she felt that the dictionary was so hateful. It not only gave her clues, but also brought her the news of her sister's death.
Sang Luo was a time traveler. When she first came to this world, she had no feelings for the people in the original owner's memory. After all, she had never really gotten along with these people. But after the last dream, Sang Luo began to empathize with the original owner. She really regarded Sang Ruo as her own sister and was really heartbroken by Sang Ruo's death.
This is not an insignificant memory, but a living person, a person who looks exactly like her. Whenever Sang Luo looks in the mirror, she will think of her missing sister. She dare not imagine how the original owner had survived all these years. No wonder the original owner developed the bad habit of smoking.
Sang Luo wandered alone to a street where there was a kindergarten. It was school time and most of the children had been picked up by their parents. Only a few children had not been picked up yet and were squatting on the street playing.
Sang Luo sat not far away, watching them play.
There were a few pieces of chalk thrown on the ground. The children picked up the chalks and drew, admiring each other's works while drawing.
"What is this you drew?"
"This is our little dog, named Diandian."
"I don't think so. With such a long nose, it must be a donkey!"
The little girl who was commented on immediately became unhappy. She threw away the chalk in her hand, took a few steps forward, and wiped off the bird drawn on the ground by the boy opposite. The boy immediately became anxious:
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? This is the eagle I drew. I'm only one step away from finishing it!"
The girl said disdainfully: "What eagle? I think it's more like a sparrow! No, it's not even a sparrow, it's just a caterpillar!"
The two children got angry and started fighting. Sang Luo couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to stop them. After a lot of effort, he separated the two children. Sang Luo noticed that there was a little boy next to them who was drawing quietly and was not disturbed by them at all.
"Little boy, what are you drawing?" Sang Luo asked casually.
The little boy put down the chalk obediently and introduced it to Sang Luo: "I drew my house. Look, my family still lives in it!"
Sang Luo looked at the painting on the ground. It was a building with a stick figure living on each floor. She couldn't help but be a little surprised: "You have a building?"
The little boy waved his hands hurriedly: "No, it's not my home now. I drew my home in the future. My home now is very small. My family is crowded in it and can't even turn around. But my father said that it will be different in the future. When I finish school and go to college, I will have money. Then I can buy a big house for my family. I want to buy many houses and let everyone live in one house!"
Sang Luo couldn't help but laugh at the boy's idea. Seeing Sang Luo laughing, the boy became even more excited. He waved his hands and told Sang Luo about the beautiful future he envisioned:
"Have you seen these little people I drew? They are all my family members! The little person with the thickest arms is my father. He is a laborer and his arms are very strong! The little person with long hair is my mother. My mother loves to be beautiful and sits in front of the mirror to comb her hair every day. The little person with a cane in her hand is my grandmother. She can't walk without the cane. The little person on the top floor is me. I am smaller than all of them, so I drew myself the smallest!"
"Really? Why do you want to live on the top floor?" Sang Luo asked him with a smile.
The little boy said proudly: "Because I have grown up and I am strong, I can live on the top floor and climb the stairs every day, but my grandma can't do that because her legs and feet are not good, so I arranged for her to live on the first floor, and my mother..."
The little boy kept introducing himself, but Sang Luo suddenly began to lose focus. She stared at the chalk drawing on the ground, and her mind kept echoing the words the little boy had just said -
“These are all my family members!”
people
The hints given by the dictionary are also human.
Sang Luo remembered the last note her sister left before she disappeared. It said, "Sister, I'll get you some candy." There was a small stickman drawn behind the word "candy."
In the past, Sang Luo thought that it was just a casually drawn expression, but now that she thinks about it, her sister should have written the character “人” first, and then added a few strokes on top of it!
So, what this note really means is -
[Sister, I'll get you a candy man]
My sister’s disappearance is related to the sugar man!
Sang Luo stood up suddenly. This was exactly what the dictionary suggested. Now the clue was much clearer. The one who kidnapped his sister was a guy who could blow candy figures!
There are not many people who know this skill. As long as we follow this clue and investigate, we will definitely find some clues.
Sang Luo clenched her fists and began to take deep breaths. She blamed herself in her heart. Why did she not see such a simple clue until today? If she had seen it earlier, maybe...
Sang Luo's action startled the little boy, and he pulled her hand tentatively:
"Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Sang Luo reacted and bowed sharply to the little boy: "Thank you, little friend, you really helped me a lot!"
The little boy still didn't understand, so Sang Luo picked up her bag and left. This was a huge discovery for her, and she couldn't wait to go home and study it.
After thinking this through, Sang Luo immediately realized that the dictionary hint was really directed at his sister Sang Ruo. Sang Ruo was already dead, and this was a fact.
After a day of preparation, Sang Luo gradually accepted the incident. She forced herself to get out of her grief. The most important thing now was not to be sad, but to catch the murderer who kidnapped her sister.
Sang Ruo was seven years old when he disappeared, not much older than those kids on the street. Their thinking should be similar, and they all liked to use stick figures to refer to "people". If Sang Luo had not met this little boy, he might never have figured this out.
Thinking of this, Sang Luo was extremely glad that he had taken this road today and met these children.
Sang Luo walked to the door of her house and, as expected, Ruan Yu was waiting there opposite. The door was still half-open and a strong smell of food wafted out from inside. This time, Sang Luo took the initiative to walk in without Ruan Yu's persuasion. She couldn't wait to find someone to share her new discovery with.
"This is deep-fried river shrimp, this is fried eggs with garlic sprouts, this is tofu and clam soup, and this—" Ruan Yu brought out a large plate from the kitchen wearing an apron, "Braised chicken with mashed potatoes, this is my original recipe. I was afraid you don't like fresh river food, so I added this dish specially."
Looking at the table full of dishes, Sang Luo was simply amazed. She couldn't help but say, "It will take an entire afternoon to make these things, right? You stay at home every day, don't you need to go out to work?"
Ruan Yu shook his head lightly, his hair smelling of grass. "Of course I'm not just staying at home. I go to the market twice a day to buy the freshest things to cook. As for work, I really don't need to go to work at the moment."
Sang Luo looked at him suspiciously: "You don't want to live off me, do you? If you want to be a househusband, with the woman working outside and the man working inside, then we are not suitable. I can't support you. With my current salary, it is enough to support myself."
Ruan Yu smiled and looked at Sang Luo: "Don't worry, I won't eat your free rice. Come on and eat, the food will get cold soon."
Sang Luo looked at the chopsticks in her hand. That was true. Judging from the current situation, she should be a gigolo.
These dishes were all delicious, and Sang Luo had no dietary restrictions, so she ate her meal with great relish. While she was eating, Ruan Yu was looking at her with a smile, her eyes full of love.
Sang Luo burped and sighed in his heart, to use modern terms, this is simply a standard male mother, who can both be a lady in the living room and do housework, very good.
After dinner, Sang Luo and Ruan Yu talked about their discoveries today. Sang Ruo’s disappearance was related to the sugar man. Although Ruan Yu could not help much, he listened seriously.
There are too few valuable clues in Sang Ruo's disappearance case, and it has been classified as an unsolved case. Unless there is a special reason, the police will not investigate it again.
At present, Sang Luo has too few clues to allow the police to reopen the case, so she can only investigate in a private capacity and submit them to the police when she has enough clues.
"Ruoruo was kidnapped by a candy blower," Sang Luo was the first to come to the conclusion. "I think the situation was like this. The candy blower passed by our village. For some reason, Ruoruo saw the candy blower. She was greedy and could only eat candy a few times a year. The candy blower was delicate and beautiful. Ruoruo was attracted to him at once. She took the initiative to open the door and walked out."
"The man who blew the candy figure probably promised to give her a candy figure, but asked Ruoruo to follow him to a faraway place to get it. Ruoruo agreed. Before leaving, she was afraid that we would worry, so she ran back home and wrote a note. After writing the note, she followed the man who blew the candy figure, and when she left, she..."
Sang Luo began to choke up and was unable to continue: "I don't know if she was killed by the candy blower, or if she was trafficked to another family and killed by the buyer, or if she died of an accidental illness... In short, as long as we find this candy blower, we can find out the truth about my sister's disappearance!"
Ruan Yu gently pressed Sang Luo's shoulder and said, "If there is anything you need me to do, just tell me."
Sang Luo nodded: "I haven't decided on the direction of investigation yet. I only know that this person is a candy blower, but I don't know where to find him. After all, fifteen years have passed. It is very likely that he is no longer in this business, or he is no longer alive."
However, Sang Luo was not in a hurry. After all, night had already arrived and the dictionary would soon give new clues. As long as there were enough clues, she would be able to catch the guy who kidnapped her sister.
After the meal, Ruan Yu skillfully picked up the dishes and chopsticks and walked towards the sink. Sang Luo felt a little embarrassed. Since Ruan Yu didn't let her pay, she might as well help with some housework.
Just as Sang Luo was about to put her hand into the pool, Ruan Yu hurriedly stopped her: "No, I'll do it!"
Sang Luo was a little embarrassed: "You have to cook and wash dishes, it's too tiring, I want to help you share the burden."
Ruan Yu smiled and shook her head: "It's not tiring or not. These are what men should do. As long as I'm here, you will never have to do these things."
"Oh, okay," Sang Luo shrugged, "Then I'll leave."
Sang Luo turned to leave, but Ruan Yu stopped her again: "Wait a minute——"
"What's wrong?" Sang Luo turned around.
Ruan Yu stretched out her hands, held Sang Luo's shoulders, and said to her solemnly:
"If you need any help, please come to me, definitely."
Sang Luo nodded, but Ruan Yu was still worried and emphasized again: "I'm not just being polite. Don't worry about troubling me. To me, your business is my business."
Sang Luo nodded seriously, and Ruan Yu let her go.
Sang Luo returned home, washed up simply, and lay down on the bed, waiting for the dictionary to give new hints.
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