Chapter 15:

The afternoon sun, basking warmly. There were not many people on the street. Several cleaners gathered under the tree to chat and rest.
A young girl came over and smiled politely: "Please ask me, who is Zhang Sufen?"
Several cleaners looked at her, and one stood up: "I am, what are you doing?"
Jian Yao paused and said with a smile, "Auntie, let's talk over here. It's a bit hot, I'll buy you a few bottles of water first."
She went to the newsstand next to her and bought a large bag of water and brought them over. These eldest sisters are a little embarrassed not to know what medicine is sold in her gourd. But Jian Yao just smiled softly, and asked Zhang Sufen to step aside and drink a bottle of water with her, saying, "Auntie, I want to ask you something. Did you work as a helper at Yao's house a few years ago?" ? "
Zhang Sufen pouted and said, "Girl, what do you ask this for?"
Jian Yao replied: "Isn't the Yao family dead two people these days? I heard the helper aunt over there said that you have done it at the Yao family and want to find out about you." Actually, Zhang Sufen and other servants The information was obtained by the police through other channels. Until there is any evidence, the investigation of Yao Yuange cannot alarm anyone. In case the death case is really related to him, what if some maid or insider of the year happens to be an accomplice or has a close relationship with Yao Yuange?
Zhang Sufen understood a little: "Are you ... a reporter?"
Jian Yao laughed and said nothing.
"Yeah, I worked there for a year, and then I couldn't do it anymore." Zhang Sufen said.
"why?"
Zhang Sufen said silently, "Which is the work of a person. Although now sweeping the money to make a lot less, but comfortable."
...
"Where is the Yao family?"
Jian Yao was silent for a moment and asked, "They abused the helpers, haven't you thought about calling the police?"
"What's the use? The Yao family is rich and powerful. What if they report to the police and they look for someone to take revenge? It's just a minor injury anyway.
Jian Yao took out a photo and handed it to her: "Have you seen this girl?"
Zhang Sufen looked carefully and shook her head: "I haven't seen it before."
"That ..." Jian Yao raised a more daring question. "Have Yao Yuange brought the young girl home?"
"No, I don't seem to see this."
When Jian Yao turned and walked across the street, she saw Bo Jinyan wearing sunglasses, standing alone under the eaves, her hands in her pants pockets, and looking at her.
Not to mention, the look is straightforward with a bit of coolness, the coolness with a bit of coolness, there is a kind of handsome different from usual.
She gently shook her head at him.
They and Fang Qing split into two groups to investigate possible insiders of the year. But so far nothing has been found, and no one has ever seen Hao Sheng.
Bo Jinyan embraced her shoulders, and the two walked back.
Jian Yao said, "I find you look good with sunglasses."
Bo Jinyan smiled lightly: "Of course."
Jian Yao's mouth bent, and he looked up at him, but was pierced his head to look at the ground by the bright sunlight behind him.
Bo Jinyan's hand immediately pinched her thin white neck: "You didn't bring sunglasses?"
"I don't have that habit." Jian Yao replied, "I used to be with Xuan Ran and Jian Xuan. I ran in the sun every day and I didn't feel anything. It was all right."
He looked at her, meaning "alas ..." inexplicably.
Suddenly it was dark, but he had taken off his sunglasses and put it on her face.
"Why." She smiled. He took off his sunglasses, revealing Qing Jun's bright face.
"Protect those eyes that I love," he said.
Jian Yao was too lazy to quit, so tired, busy all night and one day, she leaned her head lightly on his shoulder.
There are always many small shops on both sides of the ancient city streets. Jian Yao looked around aimlessly, suddenly his eyes were attracted.
It was a small store with an amazing appearance. There was a small cupboard at the door with many buns and headdresses inside. They are all made of brass, mostly in the shape of petals, and some are inlaid with jade, which is unexpectedly delicate and delicate. She glanced several times before she looked away.
But he noticed it, stopped and said, "You like it." Sure tone.
"No need." She pulled his hand. "I'm going to investigate the case, and I don't have a chance to wear it."
"Oh." He smiled. "It's never been a short time for me to investigate." He took her to the cabinet, and the owner of the shop took a leisurely look at them, and didn't rush to sell them.
Jian Yao looked at them one by one, and really dazzled. At this moment, a hand with a clear joint reached over, took a carp carved on the top of the root, and a fringed copper bun of the acacia flower, handed it to her.
Jian Yao took it.
Like ... I like it. beautiful. Moreover, it is still a fish.
Looking at her expression, he seemed to know her feeling, smiled, and took out his wallet to pay the bill.
Jian Yao took the bun, but there was no place to put it on. She would not wear any accessories when going out for a mission. Bo Jinyan took it, put it in her trousers pocket, and whispered in her ear, and said, "Go home and wear it to your husband. It's very beautiful when you think about it."
Under the gaze of the shop owner's smile, Jian Yao's face blushed: "Well." This guy never talked about time and place.
Looking up, watching the vast blue sky, white clouds floating. This hard, tedious, blood-soaked and heavy criminal investigation life, because of him, also became vivid and beautiful.

At the same time, Fang Qing also took a criminal policeman, traversing the ancient city, tracing the clues years ago.
The man in front of him squatted in front of the small restaurant, smoking a cigarette, squinting his eyes: "Lao Yao, after getting developed, you rarely contact us old folks."
"Did Zhao Xia talk to him 5 years ago?" Interpol asked, "Have you heard that they have other enemies?"
"No," the man replied. "His fourth aunt was too murdered? Hey ... it's true, so ah, a man can't be too greedy. Marry five!"
"Isn't it six?" Fang Qing next to her suddenly said, "I heard that he had a drink with a young girl a few years ago, and then the girl ran away."
The man glanced at Fang Qing: "Who is he?"
Interpol laughed and said, "My colleague in the office. Lao Zhang, do you remember the girl?" He gave him a cigarette again.
The man named Lao Zhang squinted his eyes again and replied, "That girl ... has been 6 or 7 years old. She looks pretty, she doesn't speak very well, she's so clever. She told us to go After drinking, only a few people told me not to speak up. Alas, all the beautiful women at the table belonged to him. It wasn't long before that girl was seen, and everyone said that they had run away. "
"6 or 7 years?" Fang Qing interjected again. "Not 5 years ago?"
Zhang thought for a while and shook his head: "No."
Interpol saw him take out a picture of his birth child: "Is this girl?"
Lao Zhang identified it carefully and shook his head: "No. That girl, this is not pretty. This is really pretty."
Fang Qing and Interpol looked at each other and did not speak.
No more valuable clues were asked, and the two were planning to fight back home. Fang Qing suddenly remembered something, walked back again, and asked Lao Zhang with a smile: "Can the girl look more clearly?"
Lao Zhang glanced at him and pulled out his mobile phone: "What did I say, I took a picture at the time. What is bad for me is that I have a very good memory. When I look for it, it's still out."

Late at night, Fang Qing was sitting alone in the office, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.
He was looking at the materials of the case again and wanted to find clues.
However, the police of the province A at the time had done a very careful investigation. Witnesses saw Sheng Sheng buy a bus ticket and left the ancient city. The ancient city police also assisted in the investigation. Later it had nothing to do with the ancient city.
He picked up the phone again and looked at the photo that Zhang sent him. It was hurriedly shot at the banquet, only the bride had a side face. But it can also be clearly recognized that it is not a breed.
He moved in his heart.
Not born. Who is she?
This idea, like a vine, took root in his heart, as if there was magic, to lead him to a boundless depth. He threw away his cigarette butt, turned on the computer, first retrieved the missing persons database, and then screened for conditions such as age and disappearance time, and started to compare them one by one.
Time passes silently. Until the moon and the stars were all over the sky, most of the city's lights had gone out.
Fang Qing looked at the picture on the screen.
It was an unfamiliar name, a girl who resembled a cell phone photo.
Name: Tang Lianlian.
Date of Birth: September 16, 1984.
Missing time: April-May 2008.
Place of disappearance: unknown.
Reason for disappearance: unknown.
The following is relatively detailed case information. Tang Lianlian had just graduated a few years ago and originally worked in S province. Both parents died and were alone. After the disappearance, the police in S province began an investigation. After resigning, she traveled to the ancient city and lived for a while. But the relationship with Yao Yuange, I do not know why it was not mentioned in the report. Fang Qing speculated that it might have been deliberately covered up or changed his name. But witnesses and evidence showed that she bought a ferry ticket to a nearby county and left the ancient city. The police later failed to find her whereabouts.
Fang Qing stared at the information for a while, and suddenly felt only a cold chill, pouring into his chest, and it was hard to calm down.