The Evil White Nightmare (9)

"Zhao Leiting, why do you say it was Xu Jianfei?" Han Changlin asked.

Zhao Lei Ting spoke quickly: "Xu Jianfei is the Olympiad training teacher. I checked his information. Six years ago, he was a teacher at Jinxiao. He was reported for molesting students and was expelled from the school. But he is indeed a talent in Olympiad mathematics, and was later hired by a training institution."

"Fuck, what's going on? A thief crying thief?" Han Changlin said in disbelief.

Feng Shaomin also shook his head, "I don't understand why Xu Jianfei would kidnap his own daughter?"

Han Changlin frowned and said, "We need to sort this out carefully. We can't get the direction wrong."

Meng Siqi had just been deducing the case, but she didn't know that she had come to Xu Jianfei. Moreover, Xu Jianfei seemed to be the closest person to the whole incident, but he couldn't be the kidnapper. Who would kidnap his own daughter and ask for a ransom from her? She couldn't understand.

Feng Shaomin said calmly: "I agree with Xiao Meng's guess, but is there another person who has a similar experience to Xu Jianfei?"

Meng Siqi understood what Feng Shaomin meant. Xu Jianfei might just be a coincidence, or perhaps there was a second person with similar experience who kidnapped Xu Yizhou.

Han Changlin said: "In this way, we have indeed narrowed down the scope a lot based on Xiao Meng's portrait, but it does not mean that Xiao Meng's speculation is 100% correct."

Meng Siqi hurriedly said, "Team Korea, I'm really not very confident."

Han Changlin said: "Xiao Meng, you should be praised. You did a great job! Unlike some experts."

Meng Siqi knew that Han Changlin was talking about Shen Xiangming. If Shen Xiangming was the deputy captain of the Provincial Department's Criminal Police Team five years ago, he might have been the captain now. His ability was definitely above hers, but because of their different experiences at the time, he made the opposite investigation direction. But this does not mean that she is better at solving cases than Shen Xiangming. Meng Siqi has this self-knowledge.

"But we also have to make two plans," Han Changlin continued. "On the one hand, we need to keep a close watch on Xu Jianfei. Of course, Xiaochuan and Jierong are doing the surveillance work now. If Xu Yizhou was really kidnapped by her father, she should be fine now. Maybe Xu Jianfei has other purposes, and he will reveal his true colors sooner or later."

He asked: "Old Feng, Little Meng, do you think it is necessary to investigate the golden plate under Xu Yizhou's body?"

Meng Siqi exchanged glances with Feng Shaomin, and did not have any idea for the time being. Feng Shaomin understood and said directly: "I just looked carefully, the golden plate under Xu Yizhou's body should be a lotus leaf cut out of cardboard, and then painted with gold paint on it. Both the cardboard and the gold paint are very ordinary, and it may not be particularly meaningful to investigate, but I will ask someone to ask the paint shop, and the area near Xu Jianfei's home will be the scope of the investigation."

"Okay," Han Changlin said, "Investigating Xu Jianfei is only one aspect. Secondly, assuming that Xu Jianfei is ruled out as a suspect, we will immediately investigate all teachers in training centers in Jinyang City, using the experience of being dismissed by the school as a screening option, and radiating the investigation from the school where the five children in the accident are located. Old Feng, as usual, you and Meng Siqi go together, and I and Zhao Leiting go together. Let's set off now."

"Okay, Korean team." Everyone answered in unison.

On that day, Meng Siqi and Feng Shaomin started their visit from the victim's primary school, but they did not make much progress. Although the scope of the portrait was small, Jinyang City was large and there were many primary schools and training institutions in Jinyang City, so it was still difficult to find the information they wanted.

It was past six in the evening and the school was closed. Feng Shaomin asked her to go back early to rest and continue tomorrow.

Meng Siqi originally wanted to take the bus home, but then she thought about it and realized that she had already paid the rent for Room 502 in Tianlong Community. If she didn't move in, she would feel guilty about the rent she had spent.

She took a bus and stopped in front of a supermarket near Tianlong Community. She bought some daily necessities and a new quilt. One arm held a large bag containing toothbrushes, toothpaste, tooth cups, towels, slippers, laundry detergent, hot water kettle, and other underwear. In short, she bought everything she needed. The other arm held a four-piece quilt.

She crossed the road like a big stupid bear and slowly walked back to the gate of Tianlong Community.

It felt okay when she first picked it up, but after walking for a long distance, she realized that it was extremely heavy. Thinking about having to walk through several green paths in the community and climb five floors, she felt like dying.

She was sweating all over, hungry, and her steps were getting slower and slower. She had to put down her two big bags, hold her bedding, and stop at the gate of the community for a while.

At this time, the lights were just coming on, and the scene at the entrance of the community was dimly illuminated by the lights turned on by every household in the community.

Lu He had just returned from the police station by bike. He got off the bike and pushed it slowly along the road. A street vendor called out, "It's almost time to get off work. These are the last few fish. Give them a discount. Brother..." The man called him, "I'll give you 20% off on these fish so I can go home after get off work."

There were several large silver carps lying on the ground, which could be used to make a big pot of delicious fish soup. However, due to his busy work, Lu He seldom went to the kitchen recently. After a busy day today, he felt a little tired, so he planned to go back and eat some instant noodles and rest early.

"No, thank you."

He likes this kind of lonely life, moving forward alone. This is what life is like. Only by moving forward without any emotion can you let go of all burdens. This is a must on the road of a criminal policeman.

He walked slowly forward and suddenly saw a figure. The figure was very familiar, tall and slender, standing out among the crowd coming in and out of the community gate.

That was Meng Siqi, yes. He remembered that she had recently rented a house in the community, but he hadn't seen her in the past few days. Unexpectedly, she had just moved in.

He turned around and walked back to the fishmonger, "Boss, give me all these fish."

The boss smiled happily and immediately got busy. "Okay, I'll weigh it for you right away. These fish were caught today and are very fresh. Go home and make fish soup for my wife. It's so beautiful!"

Lu He curled his lips slightly and did not reply.

Picking up the bag of fish, Lu He looked towards the door, but Meng Siqi was gone. He quickened his pace and walked forward.

Meng Siqi rested for a while and set off again. She looked at the dark community and suddenly felt lost. However, she vaguely remembered the direction and took a few steps forward again.

"Siqi." A voice came from behind. The voice was particularly familiar, magnetic, and powerful. Meng Siqi knew it was Lu He at once. She immediately felt that she was saved and turned around.

Lu He was indeed standing in the night. Although the light in the night could not illuminate his face clearly, his presence seemed to bring warmth to the cold night.

"Here, give it to me." Lu He held the bag in one hand and extended the other hand to her.

Meng Siqi wanted to hand the bag to him immediately, but she deliberately declined: "It's okay. It's only a few steps to get home..."

As she spoke, Lu He had already taken all the weight from her hands. He looked relaxed, and Meng Siqi had also been relieved of all the burdens.

Meng Siqi was walking side by side with him. She had just seen the bag in his hand and knew what it was when she smelled the fishy smell. Moreover, she had heard the fishmonger's shouting when she passed by the community just now.

She asked, "Did you buy any fish?"

"Yes, the fishmonger had a few fish left at the end, and it was troublesome to take them back, so I just disposed of them."

"That's good. I didn't realize you cook often."

"I have a refrigerator at home, so I make some when I want to eat."

Meng Siqi stretched out his hand, "How about I get you some fish?"

"Nothing. Do you like fish? Fish head soup?"

"Yeah, I like it very much." Meng Siqi often caught fish to eat in the cafeteria. She remembered that Lu He said last time that he would cook for her, but then she thought that he had been busy all day and had just got off work, and it would be troublesome to prepare the fish, so she didn't intend to mention it.

The two walked back and chatted for a while. Lu He asked, "Why did you move here just now?"

"It's not a kidnapping case. The child is so pitiful. There is still no clue. If I don't move here, I will waste my time commuting."

As Meng Siqi was talking, she suddenly thought of Lu He. It seemed that he had not applied for the welfare housing provided by his company. He might have to live in a rented house again because of this. It was a pity. She couldn't help but sigh: "I remember there was a provision in the bureau that you could apply for housing based on your years of service. Why didn't you apply for it this time?"

Lu He's steps paused slightly. He always maintained a standard pace. This sudden pause made Meng Siqi feel that this topic might not be suitable to talk about.

Lu He tilted his head slightly, as if looking at her, and then turned back and said, "I was working on... a case at the time, and I forgot to submit the application after writing it. But there's no rush now, after all, there are many newlyweds in the bureau who need houses."

Meng Siqi said: "It doesn't matter, it's not too late to apply next year." She felt that Lu He still had years left in his position and could have applied for housing long ago. After all, although he was a police officer, his living conditions still had to be guaranteed. Lu He's living conditions were too simple, and he had to pay rent every month.

The two of them were talking when they reached downstairs. Lu He walked briskly and easily carried a large pile of items up to the fifth floor. Meng Siqi hurried forward to open the door. After the door opened and the light was turned on, it was bright inside. Lu He put two large bags on the floor, put four sets of bedding on the sofa, and finally kept a bag of fish in his hand.

Meng Siqi curled his lips and said, "Thank you, Team Lu."

"Don't be so polite if you're not in the office."

"Yes, I know."

Lu He hesitated to speak, but the corners of his eyes curved slightly, "It's all right, I'll go down first."

"Okay." Meng Siqi kept smiling. She stepped aside and said, "Lu... He, take care."

"Okay." Lu He walked out of the door, and Meng Siqi sent him to the door. He suddenly stopped, turned around, and had a dull expression. He seemed to have something to say, but didn't say it.

Meng Siqi gave another smile, but it seemed a little dry. She had never thought that one day they would be in this cramped space, a very down-to-earth place, talking about life and living upstairs and downstairs.

"Uh...have you eaten?" Lu He asked.

"...I bought some food. It's in the bag."

"Please pack up and come downstairs in half an hour. I will cook fish for you."

Meng Siqi was stunned. She was indeed very hungry and wanted to try Lu He's cooking. However, it was almost eight o'clock. She still smiled and nodded, "Okay, I've been wanting to eat for a while."

Lu He curved his lips slightly, glanced at her, and then walked downstairs.

After closing the door, Meng Siqi felt a little excited. She packed up quickly and arrived at the downstairs door in exactly half an hour.

She knocked on the door, and soon it opened. She walked in, but this time, she saw a different Lu He. He was wearing an apron and slippers, and looked like a housewife.

"Come, change your shoes." Lu He squatted down and put a pair of clean cloth shoes in front of her feet. "You sit for a while, I'll go to the kitchen."

"Okay." After changing her shoes, Meng Siqi walked around the house. She had been to this house once before and was very familiar with it. The house was very tidy, without any extra furniture or items. Without Lu He, the house seemed very deserted.

There were sizzling sounds coming from the kitchen. Lu He should have chosen fish stew. At this moment, the aroma was already coming from the kitchen. She had a keen nose and was attracted by the smell. She quietly walked over and looked in at the kitchen door.

The kitchen was filled with white steam, which was the aroma of fish. He, a tall man over 1.80 meters tall, stood in the narrow kitchen, moving quickly and swiftly, holding the iron spoon in his hand. His posture was surprisingly elegant, just as elegant as when he held the gun. In fact, there was no difference when he was working seriously.

"Hey, are you hungry?" Lu He noticed her when he added salt.

Meng Siqi smiled and said, "It's okay, but it smells so good. I can't imagine that you are so strong."

"Are you alone? If you have nothing to do, you will study something."

Lu He said that she would study cooking alone, but Meng Siqi heard a hint of loneliness.

"Here, help me get the chopsticks, I'll take care of the rest."

Lu He handed her two pairs of chopsticks. When Meng Siqi took them, she found two plates of stir-fried dishes on the stove. "Hey, you also cooked some vegetables."

"It's your first time coming to my house, and the dish is so shabby."

Meng Siqi smiled and said nothing.

After a while, a big pot of fish head soup was placed on the table. Actually, it was not only fish head soup, but also a pot of delicious fish meat and two plates of stir-fried dishes.

Lu He served her some rice and said, "Eat quickly. You are hungry."

"Okay." Meng Siqi was really hungry, so she picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, blew on it, and put it in her mouth.

While chewing, the delicious smile already made her marvel. She said while eating: "Captain Lu, you are so amazing. Who taught you?"

"We agreed that I will not be treated as such at home."

"Oh, I forgot about it when I was so happy."

Lu He took a bite of the stir-fried food and said, "If you like it, eat more. Today's fish is 20% off. You can come to my house when the discount is 20% off in the future."

"Do people sell fish at 20% off in the end?" Meng Siqi asked heartlessly.

"Uh... not necessarily. Sometimes it could be 10% off."

While chatting, Meng Siqi ate a bowl and a half of rice. She was too full. In the end, she found that she didn't eat much of the stir-fried dishes, but she ate a lot of fish. Finally, Lu He scooped a bowl of milk-white soup for her. She drank it slowly and burped, "Sorry, I'm too full."

She had to touch her belly.

Lu He stood up and said, "Sit down for a while. I'll clean up. I'll pour you a cup of hot water."

Meng Siqi actually wanted to help, but she found that she had eaten too much and she was a little overwhelmed. She had not had a full meal recently because of the case and had to eat snacks to fill her stomach.

Lu He cleaned up quickly, wiped the table clean, and poured her a cup of hot water. Meng Siqi watched him quietly the whole time. She thought it was good this way. She was thinking, if Lu He always stayed like this and lived here, he could still cook fish thirty years later, and if she could still eat the fish he cooked then.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu He asked.

"Nothing." Meng Siqi suddenly found that her eyes were a little sore. It was a little late, but she wanted to ask about the progress of the Hongzhuang serial murder case. However, she had never participated in that case and it was not convenient for her to ask about it. She could only focus on the progress of the current case. "Lu He, is the Jia Longhui case going smoothly now? Well, if it is not convenient, you don't have to say it."

In fact, this case should be called the Ruan Mengying case, or the missing textile factory worker case, but Jia Longhui was involved in too many cases, so now the bureau basically calls it the Jia Longhui case. She knows that the bureau has regulations that during the handling of some cases, colleagues who are not involved are not suitable to ask about the details.

Lu He's expression remained calm. He walked to the window and closed it tightly, blocking out the night and the cool breeze outside. He returned to the dining table, sat down and said, "You have been following this case, so I can tell you about the progress of the case."

He tilted the cup slightly, and the water overflowed onto the table. He drew patterns on the table with his fingers.

"This is an eight-story building plus a basement in Seattle..." said Lu He.

Because of the lighting problem, Meng Siqi couldn't see the picture he drew clearly, so she immediately stood up, moved to the table next to Lu He, and leaned her head next to him.

This was a small square table with four stools. She moved from the seat opposite to the seat next to her.

Lu He looked up at her, pursed his lips, and revealed a beautiful line. He continued to paint. At such a close distance, Lu He's unique woody smell gradually lingered in her nose. The figures painted by Lu He's slender fingers were horizontal and vertical, and the air was quiet and peaceful.

There are nine boxes drawn on the desktop, which Lu He represents the floor structure of the Seattle club.

Lu He dipped his finger in water again and pointed at four boxes briskly. "This is the first to fourth floors of the club. There are karaoke bars, dance halls, chess and card rooms, swimming pools, leisure areas, food courts, etc. You can enter if you are a Seattle Club member, but the price is not cheap."

Lu He looked at her and said to the diagram on the table, "These four floors are actually the disguised floors of the Seattle Club. If you are a rich person, you can basically join the club and spend money. This is a circle for rich people, so the cost of joining is not cheap, but there are still many people who want to join this circle."

"The club has strict management of these four levels, which are basically legal and compliant, which also gave the police a lot of false impressions. Consumers who join the club need to spend a certain amount of money and meet certain years and conditions before they can further obtain VIP membership."

"The number of Seattle VIP members is strictly controlled. They mainly operate on the fifth and sixth floors. These two floors include the activities of the lower four floors, but they are already filled with a lot of pornography and gambling. However, they are still strictly controlled by the club, so they have never been exposed."

"The scary thing is the seventh and eighth floors. They were originally the management level, and no one would have suspected anything. But even greater crimes are rampant on these two floors. To participate in activities on these two floors, you need a Supreme VIP card. To obtain this card, customers must meet very strict conditions. However, the items inside..." Lu He glanced at Meng Siqi and paused. "In fact, I have never imagined it. Simply put, this is hell on earth."

Meng Siqi was nervous. When she heard Lu He say this, she realized that Lu He, who always broke through darkness and sin, had never seen such scenes, let alone her? Perhaps Lu He considered that she was a girl, or that she was not involved in the case investigation, and such details were not convenient to reveal. He only used one word: "hell on earth."

Anyone who wants to set up hell on earth is naturally a devil. She had heard from Zhao Lei Ting before that the Seattle club exerted a strong mental control over women, but from Lu He's description, perhaps there was an even more terrifying truth there.

When Lu He described these words, the light in his eyes was firm and resolute. Meng Siqi knew that even if he tried his best, he would restore the truth, bring the evildoers to justice, and save the victims from danger.

"Finally, it's the basement." Lu He pointed his index finger at the bottom box. "The basement is mainly a drug processing factory. This time it was your second team that broke through and seized it. I'm sure you know something about it, so I won't elaborate."

Meng Siqi nodded and said, "Lu He, have the five female workers at the Dandelion Textile Factory been investigated?"

Lu He said: "We investigated, but we didn't find them. During this investigation, we rescued nearly 100 girls and a few boys. But I also found 10 to 20 girls and boys who had appeared in the club, but they are all gone."

Meng Siqi felt deeply uneasy. She knew that Ruan Mengying might be the only victim who escaped from the club. If it weren't for her "plan", perhaps the secret of Seattle would never be known.

Lu He said: "I speculate that these missing girls and boys should not have left the club, which means that they are likely to have died."

Meng Siqi felt a sigh in his heart.

Lu He said: "We are still looking for their bodies. They are likely to be inside the club, but we haven't found them yet. But I believe we will find them soon."

He continued: "Nguyen Mengying is probably the only child who escaped from the club. Because she died, it is unknown how she escaped from the club. When Nguyen Mengying was working at a bank, she made a mistake, so she borrowed a loan with high interest rates, but she didn't expect that it was this loan with high interest rates that killed her."

"The Seattle club has a gang that specializes in illegal lending, mainly targeting young boys and girls. Once they are successful in borrowing money, the money will snowball, multiplying dozens or even hundreds of times. Not to mention an ordinary child, even a family cannot afford to pay it back. Therefore, they are threatened to enter the club, where they are imprisoned and lose their freedom. They have to pay back the money with their bodies. Even if they risk their lives and work for the club for the rest of their lives, they still cannot pay it back."

Lu He's tone was full of regrets, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot, like an angry sea or a burning flame. Meng Siqi's thoughts followed his emotions, and she was filled with resentment. She had never thought that one day Lu He would sit with her, just the two of them, discussing the most terrifying story in the world.

Because of "ignorance" and "greed", these children sacrificed their bodies and lives. They just made a small mistake in their life journey. As long as they sincerely admit their mistakes, they will be forgiven.

However, the demons did not want to let them go, and used all means to trample on their dignity and even frame their lives. Faced with the erosion of huge debts, they were unable to tell their parents and relatives, and from then on they were reduced to unconscious slaves.

Lu He said: "The person who took the photo of Ruan Mengying was a man wearing a white mask. According to the people involved in the case in the club, that man was very mysterious. He usually lived on the top floor and had his own office. He was also the only one who could command Jia Longhui. In other words, although the general manager of the Seattle Club was Jia Longhui, he was controlled by the white-faced man. Jia Longhui had a wife and a pair of children. He chose to commit suicide by jumping off the building, and it was very likely that he was coerced by the white-faced man."

Meng Siqi asked: "Is the man with the white helmet who escaped that day the white-faced man?"

"Yes. The White Helmet should be the White-Faced Man. He escaped from our control, so we have not really uncovered the secret of the Seattle Club."

Meng Siqi did not respond and she was in a very low mood.

Lu He glanced at her and said, "Do you still remember the Hong Zhuang serial murder case?"

"..." Meng Siqi was stunned. Of course she remembered it. It was deeply engraved in her mind. This was the case that she cared about the most. She didn't know why Lu He would mention it on his own initiative.

She suddenly felt nervous and asked after swallowing, "Well, what's going on with this case?"

Lu He said: "Ruan Mengying left us a group of photos. I suspect that the white-faced man, or the white-headed man, took the photos of her. In the photos, the white-faced man painted some red makeup on Ruan Mengying. Some of the places are similar to the brushwork of the red makeup serial murder case. I suspect that the white-faced man is likely the murderer of the red makeup serial murder case. Of course, this is still under investigation. The most direct connection between the two has not been found yet, but the suspicion of the white-faced man definitely exists."

Meng Siqi's heart was beating wildly, as if a giant beast was ramming into her atrium. She could not control this feeling of being out of control.

"What's wrong with you, Siqi?" Lu He suddenly noticed that Meng Siqi's face was pale and beads of sweat were on his forehead.