Chapter 323 Mechanic Yang Jian
Zhou Yi went to the door according to the address he had just given on the phone. After confirming the house number, he knocked on the door.
The restaurant owner said that he knew a man who sold meat and his wife also worked at Guangming Chicken Farm.
Zhou Yi said that there are several Guangming chicken farms, so maybe they are not the same one.
The boss said he didn’t know about this, but he once met two people in the vegetable market and they greeted each other, so it is possible that they knew each other.
Since he and the butcher had a supply-demand relationship, and the butcher often delivered meat directly to his store, they were quite familiar with each other, so he gave him a phone call.
On the phone, both parties communicated in dialect, which Zhou Yi could not understand.
After hanging up the phone, the boss said, "They're at home, and they both work at the same chicken farm, Guangming Chicken Farm, four or five kilometers south of here."
After thanking the boss, Zhou Yi followed the map to the butcher's house and knocked on the door.
The door opened immediately, and a rugged-looking middle-aged man opened it. He glanced at him and asked in accented Mandarin, "Are you Officer Zhou?"
"Yes, I am. Master Zhao, right? Sorry to trouble you."
"No, no, please come in."
Zhou Yi entered the house, which was simply decorated. A family of three was having dinner. A dark-skinned woman stood up with bowls and chopsticks in her hands and smiled at Zhou Yi innocently.
"Sorry to bother you." Zhou Yi smiled in response.
Master Zhao nudged the high school girl who was eating and said, "Ni'er, call me uncle."
The girl turned around and called out "Hello, uncle" and continued eating. Seeing that he was about the same age as her sister Zhao Min, it would actually be more appropriate to call him brother.
"Officer Zhou, have you eaten? Would you like to have something to eat?" Master Zhao asked enthusiastically.
"I've eaten, thank you. You guys eat first, and we'll talk after you finish."
Master Zhao pulled a stool over for him to sit on, and then the couple quickly took a few bites of their food, smiled and said they were done.
The working people at the bottom of society are so simple.
After their daughter finished eating, Master Zhao asked her to go back to her room to do her homework. When the woman wanted to clear the dishes, Master Zhao grabbed them and said a few words in the local dialect, then quickly picked up the things and went to wash the dishes.
Zhou Yi didn't understand, but judging from the body movements, the police must be waiting, so he should hurry up.
The middle-aged woman smiled at Zhou Yi. Although it was her own home, she seemed a little at a loss.
"What's your name, elder sister?" Zhou Yi asked first.
"Last name: Huang."
"Sister Huang, please sit down. Don't be nervous. I'll just ask a few questions."
Zhou Yi did not show his ID. This was just a small selfish motive of his. If he did not show his ID, I would not be enforcing the law in secret. If Wu Yongcheng really asked about it later, he could make an excuse.
"Sister Huang, do you know Yang Jian?"
The eldest sister nodded: "I know him, we work in the same place."
"Is it Guangming Chicken Farm?"
"That's right."
"How long has he been working at the chicken farm?"
"That's been a few years now. I'm in charge of feeding the chickens. We used to chop and mix the chicken feed ourselves. Then the boss got fed too slowly, so he bought a batch of feed mixing machines. They're faster, but we still have to pour the contents into the machines and carry the churned feed to feed them. You wouldn't know, but doing it myself used to save some effort. Ever since we got that machine, I've been feeding the chickens all day long. It's so tiring."
Zhou Yixin said that for capitalists, machines are both tools to improve productivity and tools to whip oxen and horses.
"Sister Huang, let's talk about Yang Jian." Zhou Yi brought the subject back. He knew that if he ignored it, it would be difficult to control the situation.
"Oh, Xiao Yang is different from us. He doesn't feed the chickens. He's been responsible for repairing the machines since we bought them. Whenever a machine breaks down, we call him over to fix it."
"Oh, so he's the repairman at the chicken farm?"
"Yeah, he's a machine repairman. If the machines aren't broken, he's fine. But he's a nice guy, and we can chat."
Zhou Yi nodded and continued to ask: "Do you know anything about his family?"
Sister Huang frowned and nodded, "Of course she knows. His wife has that disease, and they say it's incurable. He also has a daughter, and she's so young and she's already lost her mother. How pitiful."
"Do you know when his wife died?"
"Yes, he left at the end of last year. Back then, everyone at the chicken farm chipped in some money and sent it to him. He's in debt all over from paying for his wife's medical treatment. It's pitiful."
Late last year? That would have been several months.
Zhou Yi asked again: "Then do you know when he stopped working at the chicken farm? Or when was the last time you saw him?"
Sister Huang slowly shook her head and said, "I don't remember that very well."
"Please think about it carefully. If you really can't remember the exact date, a rough idea will do."
After washing the dishes, Master Zhao came out with a glass of water and handed it to Zhou Yi: "Officer Zhou, have some water."
"Thank you, Master Zhao."
Then Master Zhao said to his wife, "Think about it carefully and don't delay Officer Zhou's work."
"Oh, I was thinking about it."
Zhou Yi smiled. This ordinary interaction was very similar to that of his parents.
"I think... I didn't come on January 29th because the day before was my mother's death anniversary."
January 29th? Zhou Yi was shocked. Yang Jian had been missing for three months?
He had asked the restaurant owner before, but the information the restaurant owner had received was all from neighbors who came to the restaurant to eat. It was just hearsay, so he had no idea when the incident happened specifically.
He also tried to ask the little girl Lele or the old lady, for example, how long the two had lived together, so that he could calculate the approximate time of Yang Jian's disappearance.
But the old ones are confused and the young ones are naive and cannot provide useful information.
That's why he thought of going to Guangming Chicken Farm to find out the situation. Unexpectedly, he was shocked when he asked this question. It means that the old lady and the little girl have been living together for almost three months.
Then this old lady was really sent by God to save the little girl, otherwise something bad would have happened after such a long time.
"Sister Huang, does this mean that Yang Jian stopped working at the chicken farm before the Chinese New Year?"
Sister Huang nodded. "Yeah, the chicken farm manager scolded him, saying he wasn't nice enough."
"Then the supervisor didn't look for him? This guy didn't come to work for no apparent reason."
"We don't know about that. But a lot of us have left while working here. We just go to whichever company pays the most. It's not surprising. We're all used to it."
What Sister Huang said was basically the same as what Pan Hongjie said earlier.
"But he has been working at Guangming Poultry Farm for several years. It should be very stable. Doesn't anyone find it strange?" Zhou Yi asked.
"His wife spent all her money on medical treatment, so there's nothing wrong with him wanting to earn more money."
Zhou Yi was speechless. The elder sister's logic was quite rigorous and there was indeed nothing wrong with it.
"Sister Huang, I have another question. Have you ever met your boss, Zheng Guangming?"
When the elder sister heard this, she burst into laughter and said, "He is a big boss, how could I ever meet him? You are so funny, young man."
"Then have you met his son Zheng Tianlan?"
"Young boss?" The elder sister nodded and said, "He sometimes comes to the chicken farm. I have seen him before."
Zhou Yi's two questions had nothing to do with Yang Jian's disappearance, but he wanted to confirm something else through his elder sister.
Who is in charge of the Zheng family’s business now?
From the eldest sister's feedback, it can be seen that Zheng Guangming should have handed over all daily work to his son Zheng Tianlan. Ordinary people would not have noticed his disappearance for more than a month.
Anyone who has worked in a large company knows that ordinary employees only see the big boss a few times throughout the year.
After asking some more questions, Zhou Yi was sure that the elder sister probably didn't know more information about Yang Jian, so he thanked the enthusiastic couple and left.
On the way back to the hotel, Zhou Yi felt a little heavy-hearted.
I looked up at the bright moon in the sky and felt that under the same moonlight, people's destinies were completely different.
He was almost certain that Yang Jian was dead.
Even if he really couldn't bear the debt pressure and abandoned his lonely daughter and ran away, he would not choose to run away at such a time just before the Chinese New Year.
In the minds of almost all Chinese people, the Chinese New Year is the most important moment, no doubt about it.
Especially in the 1990s, the New Year atmosphere was still very strong.
No matter how hard or tired you are, you will always say, let's talk about it after the New Year.
Therefore, Yang Jian must be no longer alive.
He sighed, saying that it was not for Yang Jian, because Yang Jian was an adult and his death must have had a reason.
He was sad because of the little girl named Lele. Her life was probably destined to be difficult.
"Why--"
Zhou Yi sighed.
"Sometimes I think that for many people, this world really isn't worth the trip."
Shortly after Zhou Yi returned to the hotel, he received a call from Xia Yu in the office.
After looking through a large number of household registration files, he found a person named Wang Shufen whose information might match, because he found out that two years ago, someone had called the police to catch a thief in Zheng Guangming's mansion on Shangtang Road. The person who called the police at that time was Wang Shufen, because her ID number was on file.
Xia Yu said embarrassedly that Huang Yanli and Zheng Tianlan's numbers had not been found yet because there was no one at the telecommunications bureau.
Zhou Yi checked the time and saw it was almost eleven o'clock. Knowing that he was a very hard-working person, he told him to go back and rest first and then go to Wang Shufen to find out the situation tomorrow morning.
After washing up, Zhou Yi lay on the bed and watched TV.
In a daze, Zhou Yi seemed to hear the sound of flowing water, and there seemed to be a fog in front of his eyes.
He walked forward through the fog and saw a river.
Not far away on the river bank, there was a black bag, swaying slightly with the water flow.
Zhou Yi quickly ran over and dragged the bag to the shore.
That bag is heavy...
The bag was tied tightly, and Zhou Yi had to work hard to get it open.
He carefully opened the bag and a face appeared inside.
Lu Xiaoshuang's face!
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