"The witness is Xia Xiaonan, who is a girl, who is in the same class as Feng Bin and the others. A few days ago, several students ran away together. I don't know why they were together. Maybe they were separated from others." Xiao Haiyang followed Luo Wenzhou, like a reading machine, and it was enough to click him. "When Feng Bin was killed last night, the girl hid in the trash can next to her. The boy might want to protect her."

Luo Wenzhou asked while strode towards the ambulance, "Since these students are still in the city, why haven't they found anyone for so long?"

"They don't know where to get a bunch of unnamed mobile phone cards, which is difficult to locate," Xiao Haiyang paused and said, "Besides, they are all such big people. They ran away from home and even took the money and left the letter. No one expected that something would happen to them. Grassroots police forces have always been nervous, and sometimes they will give priority to dealing with more urgent matters..."

Luo Wenzhou has not worked at the grassroots level, so of course he knew what was going on. He waved his hand and interrupted Xiao Haiyang: "What do you mean is that both students have cell phones on them? When was the time of the incident?"

Xiao Haiyang was stunned: "The forensic doctor just looked at it, and it was initially inferred that it was the first midnight."

"Midnight," Luo Wenzhou paused, "Since the girl is fine, why didn't she call the police afterwards?"

Xia Xiaonan, the only witness in this terrible dismemberment case, not only did not call the police, but also stayed in the trash can for half a night, frightening the cleaner who found the body to take a quick-acting heart-saving pill.

The fifteen-year-old girl is very slender, with a small face, beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes. She is a beauty. But her image is not very decent at this moment - she is so bad and smelly all over, sitting in a small corner, holding a schoolbag tightly in her arms, her face is so white that it is black, her eyes are like a short-sighted doll.

When Luo Wenzhou passed by, he found that Lang Qiao and the female policewoman and Yishui's medical staff were all there. He stood around Xia Xiaonan and no one dared to get close.

Luo Wenzhou glanced at the strange atmosphere: "What's going on? What are you watching here?"

"Boss, don't go over. This child may be a little stimulating," Lang Qiao whispered, "I didn't respond when talking to her. I screamed as soon as someone approached. Even the most kind doctor there couldn't do it. Let's wait for the parents now to see if I force her to calm down."

Luo Wenzhou bent down from afar and tried to be in line with the girl's sight. Xia Xiaonan's eyes were barely facing him, and seemed to be out of focus, and passed him scatteredly.

"Several police stations have assisted the school and parents in search of them for three or four days. OK, the police didn't find anyone, so they asked the bad guys to find them first." Lang Qiao muttered, "What do you think this is?"

"Confirm the nearby surveillance. This is a tourist area. There are not so many safety dead corners. The murderer cannot be invisible. In addition, let the brothers not be idle. Convenience stores, supermarkets, restaurants... all walk around and ask. It is impossible for a few naughty children to go out without food or drink. Someone must have seen them." Luo Wenzhou said this, and suddenly frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to point to the bag in Xia Xiaonan's arms, "Erlang, look, what is a piece of her schoolbag rubbing against her schoolbag? Is it dirty or blood?"

Before Lang Qiao could even look carefully, there was a sudden brake behind her, and the tires rubbed sharply, as if she had lifted the ground three inches away.

The police and doctors present shivered collectively.

Lang Qiao looked back and murmured, "No, I'm afraid of this."

I saw a well-dressed middle-aged woman poking open the car door without even touching the ground, and the person had already rushed out. She shook a few steps like a reed that was tilted by the strong wind, and fell to the ground indiscriminately. She lost half of her body blood, and looked frightened. She grabbed the policeman who rushed to help her, and almost pulled off her pants: "Where is my... Where is my son? Where is my Binbin?"

"It seems to be the deceased Feng Bin's fucking." Lang Qiao whispered.

"Let the forensics be quicker and move the body into the bag," Luo Wenzhou pushed her gently and urged, "Don't show it to your family. Take a look and carry it away quickly. The body is sewn after the test in the future."

But it's too late.

Feng Bin's mother was originally a middle-aged woman with thin legs and no flesh in her body. However, after seeing the alleys where the forensics entered and exited, she suddenly jumped up and knocked away with great force and tried to pull her husband and the police, and had to go forward to see what was going on.

After just one look, she was torn apart in the second half of her life.

The woman sat on the ground without saying a word. The medical staff who were originally guarding Xia Xiaonan had to rush forward and rescue her first. She was dragged aside by everyone in her consciousness. When she looked up, she saw Xia Xiaonan curled in the corner. Feng Bin's mother shivered fiercely, then woke up, and grabbed her with her hands and feet: "Classmate, do you know what is right? Do you know who killed us Binbin?"

Xia Xiaonan was pulled over by her coat, her whole body twitched, and she let out a howl that was not like a human voice.

For a moment, there were crying, consolation, questioning, and the girl's high decibels, whose lasting screams sounded like bombarding people's ears, and the scene was in chaos.

Luo Wenzhou was so quarreled that he turned into two big heads. He raised his hand and pressed his ears, looked back at the alley with a rich and ancient alley - would the murderer really be Lu Guosheng fifteen years ago? If it were him, how should he explain to the victim's family? Tell them that he had been wandering for fifteen years and had left the police with no clue yet to harm your son?

Why did Lu Guosheng suddenly appear? Did he lose money? Why did he target middle school students? Is it because fifteen years have passed, and he is not capable and has no helpers around him, so he no longer has the confidence to attack adults?

Also, the body of the deceased Feng Bin was covered with his own school uniform, and the murderer seemed to be afraid that he would catch a cold. What does this mean? The man was still feeling guilty and regretful after committing the crime? But if he really had that little bit of human nature, could he do something to dismember a young man who had not yet grown up to do something to destroy his eyes?

Why?

Feng Bin's father staggered back to the side of the road, and suddenly he was unable to take care of his wife's emotions. He barely maintained his calm and easy-to-communicate businessman temperament. He even nodded at Luo Wenzhou when he saw it, as if he wanted to squeeze out a smile, but failed.

"I'm too busy with work. I can't see him once every ten days and a half months. I even sent him to a boarding school. It seemed like he was a burden of having nowhere to be sent," said the father. "Am I wrong?"

Luo Wenzhou did not respond.

As Feng Bin's father spoke, his spine disappeared into the air. Then he squatted down, curled up, and slowly covered his face.

"Has Xia Xiaonan's parents notified?" Luo Wenzhou pinched the bridge of his nose hard, turned to ask his subordinates, "Where is the person? Why haven't you come yet? When can the girl say something?"

On the road of popularity, traffic was beginning to emerge. Suddenly, an electric wheelchair suddenly moved upstream and drove towards this side. The old man in the wheelchair probably thought that the transportation tool was running too slowly. He stretched his neck hard and leaned forward, like an elderly turtle. The wheelchair passed a hurdle. His center of gravity was too tilted forward and flipped off the electric wheelchair.

Tao Ran happened to be nearby and witnessed this small traffic accident. He hurried over and helped the old man up: "My God, why did you come out with this thing? Is it okay? The road is closed in front, so you can't walk..."

The old man struggled, grabbed Tao Ran's wrist and said vaguely: "Ho Lan..."

Tao Ran was stunned: "What?"

The old man looked at him sadly, his lips trembling nervously.

"Xi, Xi'ao... Nan!"

"Xia Xiaonan's parents both died, and there was only a grandfather at home. Two years ago, due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, he left many sequelae. His brain was clear, but he had difficulty walking and no one could understand his words." When he returned to the municipal bureau from the scene, it was almost noon. Tao Ran used the level of listening level 16 in Chinese, and then he had difficulty communicating with Xia Xiaonan's grandfather. He sighed, "It's so pitiful. I think it's better to be stupid."

Luo Wenzhou asked: "Why are her family going to boarding school like this?"

"The family is too difficult, and her grandfather's medical expenses can not be covered by medical insurance. Yufen wanted to recruit some good students to be his shop at the time, and the scholarship was generous. Besides, the old man was a little stubborn and didn't want someone to treat him as a useless person. He usually did housework himself and did not let others take care of him."

"Forget it, others," said a detective next to him, "but I really can't figure out how a girl like Xia Xiaonan would run away-I just checked it. This girl's high school entrance examination results were among the top 50 in the city. As long as she keeps this score, Yufen gives her a scholarship of 20,000 yuan a year. Her grades have always been very outstanding, and it should be fine. The school teacher also said that she is introverted, but she is very sensible. She never worrys about her studies. She will run away from school because of boredom? This is the case at her family, so she will bear to throw her grandfather away? Then this girl is too heartless."

Luo Wenzhou didn't say anything, and looked through the letters left by Feng Bin before he left with his mobile phone. This thing was quite popular on the Internet. At this time, the news of Feng Bin's murder had not spread yet, and people were still criticizing the education system and Chinese-style parent-child relationship.

Luo Wenzhou thought about it and transferred the link to Fei Du. As soon as he finished sending it, someone leaned in at the door: "Captain Luo, Feng Bin and Xia Xiaonan's head teacher are here!"

Fei Du's cell phone made a "buzz" sound, prompting new information. His cell phone was pressed under a pile of things and didn't hear it for a while.

Assistant Miao handed over the signature pen, looked down at Luo Yiguo, who was patrolling her arrogantly. While Fei Du was looking at the documents, he wanted to play with the cat for a while, and asked, "Mr. Fei, is this cat scratching people?"

Fei Du said: "Trouble."

Assistant Miao: “…”

She silently retracted her hand that she had reached out and looked around at the simple and modern house: "You... live here now?"

Fei Du gently pushed his glasses and looked up at her.

"Well..." Assistant Miao hesitated and said very tactfully, "It's much different from your office, it seems not the same style."

Fei Du smiled unanimously. Compared with his office, most families in the world were as simple as public toilets, but that was not his style. At this time, a framework agreement was revealed, and Fei Du swept it through at a glance. The content was fine, but there was a special smell between the pages. He paused, pinched it and smelled it-mint, basil leaves... and there was a slight berry aroma of mixed berry.

Fei Du raised his eyelids and glanced at Assistant Miao, who smiled bitterly at him. Mr. Fei is famous for not being rushing to eat meat and vegetables, and aesthetics have never been a secret. Even Zhang Donglai knew that he prefers people and things that look delicate and restrained on the outside but are a little stimulating inside. People often use this to make some wrong thoughts.

Fei Du put down the agreement, took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands: "When did our company pay attention to even the printing paper? Do we have any nepotism with the Saudi Royal?"

Assistant Miao whispered: "It's Mr. Su's new assistant."

"Didn't Mr. Su ask me out for dinner?" Fei Du laughed silently, but his eyes were a little cold, "Old Su, who has worked under my father for more than ten years, has thought he was a veteran of two dynasties and could become the regent."

Assistant Miao did not dare to answer the conversation - Mr. Fei's former confidants had basically dispersed after Fei Du took power. The better off the outside world was resigned, and the more ruthless he was caught, and he was directly killed. He also had various accidents and resigned on his own. Now, there are only one remaining veteran, Su Cheng, who is still the most mediocre.

"But I like him, who can inflate himself. When he goes back, tell him that I'm not available. He's old, wipe his butt first. He's always use these low-level methods to reduce the price. If someone wants to see me, come to me by himself. I don't like this roundabout way." Fei Du said this, and then blinked at Assistant Miao, his tone eased, "Why don't you help me block it? Am I not yours? I'm not back? You don't love me now?"

Assistant Miao has long been used to his capriciousness of turning against each other while making a fuss, and she still looks like a joke. She just asked strangely: "Who wants Mr. Su to recommend you and let him build such a big circle?"

"Some irrelevant people." Fei Du quickly signed the remaining documents and sent Assistant Miao out. Before leaving, he remembered something and said, "By the way, has the food price increased again recently? Tell the personnel and raise the lunch subsidy standard by 30%. Only by eating better can you have the energy to do things."

The boss said he wanted to pay! Assistant Miao had no opinion this time, and responded clearly, even his steps became lively: "Mr. Fei, how do you know that the food prices have risen?"

Because I saw the label while washing vegetables, I asked a question too much, and someone even said to me that "I don't know the sufferings of the world."

Fei Du didn't say anything, and used his toes to pull Luo Yiguo back into the room, and waved goodbye to Assistant Miao with a smile.

Someone is testing his control over the company.

Fei Du opened the window and let the perfume smell that could not be lingered away just now.

"Those people" are too cautious. They have never shown any signs in front of him for so many years. However, in the Zhou case, they were forced to cut off their arms and seek survival, losing the big financial owners Zheng Kaifeng and Zhou Junmao. Life must be difficult now, so they urgently need to explore new sources of funds.

It seems that his reputation has been upside down over the years, the method of loosening the outside and tightening the inside, the action of trying to unplug Fei Chengyu's ventilator in the Binhai Sanatorium, and the behavior of throwing away the huge company and joining the new round of "picture album" plans with all kinds of things... Finally, the long preparation was completed, forcing the "those people" to start trying to contact him.

but……

Fei Du pulled out his cell phone from under the dining table and planned to flip through the mobile application of the reading program - there was also a force mixed in vain, and even accidentally helped him. He tried to trace it up several times, but there was no result. Who would it be?

At this time, he saw the link and message that Luo Wenzhou transferred to him.

Luo Wenzhou said: "What's wrong with this letter, please help me see it."

In the reception room of the municipal bureau, a female teacher in her forties was chatting with a male student with a policeman in charge of the reception. It was Feng Bin's class teacher and class monitor.

Luo Wenzhou listened at the door for a while and caught a glimpse of the boy's clothes. The boy put his school uniform coat in his arms and stood on one side. He was completely different from the chaotic boys of the same age. When he saw Luo Wenzhou at the door, he smiled politely at him. Luo Wenzhou remembered the boy's version of Fei Du. After a closer look, he found that the shirt brand on the boy looked very familiar. He had seen more than one piece when he was tidying up Fei Du's wardrobe, and he didn't know how to pronounce the brand name.

A little boy is wearing such expensive clothes?

Luo Wenzhou frowned. Yufen Middle School is indeed a club for the rich second generation.

"Boss," Lang Qiao walked over quickly and whispered in his ear, "The murderer was photographed in the surveillance intersection."

Luo Wenzhou suddenly turned around.
Chapter completed!