Chapter 26:

"Hmm--" A cluttered knock on the door.
"Who?" Jian Yao opened the door, but saw Fu Ziyu's face pale, but his eyes were red again, and he had clearly cried. This surprised Jian Yao. Who can make the gentleman who is gentle and peaceful for many years meet with tears?
Fu Ziyu nodded toward Jian Yao, leaned his head to avoid her gaze, and went straight in: "What about Jin Yan?"
Jian Yao busy said, "In the study."
Fu Ziyu pushed open the door and walked in. Bo Jinyan bowed his head while reading, Fu Ziyu grabbed the book in his hand and tossed it aside.
Bo Jinyan looked up at him, looking intently.
Fu Ziyu's voice was still a little trembling, hoarse, saying, "I ... saw her ..."
"Who?"
"Joe ... Yumeng, Han Yumeng."
Bo Jinyan's face changed slightly, and she looked at Jian Yao.
"Are you sure you see?" Bo Jinyan asked.
"Yes!" Fu Ziyu nodded forcefully. "I can see very clearly. The same forehead, the same eyes, the nose ... even the little mole on the neck is exactly the same-unless there is a long score in this world Two people. "
His voice sounded very painful. Bo Jinyan patted his hand, motioned him to sit down first, and then gave him a bottle of water from the side. Fu Ziyu opened his mouth and took a big sip, then stared at the ground with red eyes. Obviously, under the "adjustment" of Jian Yao, Bo Jinyan has done a very good job of comforting friends.
But let alone Jian Yao, Bo Jinyan has never seen Fu Ziyu look like this.
Jian Yao sat quietly beside him.
"Where did you see? Where is she now?" Bo Jinyan asked slowly.
Fu Ziyu shook her head, and then said, "I saw her on the commercial street. At that time ... I was so shocked that I thought it was my hallucination. When I chase it in, she is gone." His finger was inserted into his hair Li: "But I asked the waiter, indeed there is such a woman who has bought things."
Bo Jinyan thought for a moment and looked at Jian Yao: "Notify An Yan immediately, call all the monitors on that street and look for the woman's trace."
Jian Yao immediately got up and went. Bo Jinyan looked at the close friend in front of her again and said, "I will immediately ask the relevant departments for assistance and do my best to search. Once I find her trace, report it immediately. But Kris, I must be honest, in that case, she survived The chance is very slim. Be prepared, maybe it's just a similar look. "
Fu Ziyu didn't speak for a long time, and then he said "um" gently.
After staying at Bo's house for a while, Fu Ziyu's mood calmed down a lot, and he didn't want them to send it. He drove home by himself. But Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao both knew that for this man, it was difficult to sleep tonight.
More than tonight. Fu Ziyu's temperament, I am afraid that for a long time in the future, sleepless nights.
Night stars are flourishing.
Bo Jinyan leaned on Jian Yao, leaned on a bench, and looked at the night sky.
"Will that person be Han Yumeng?" Jian Yao asked.
"I don't know." Bo Jinyan answered, his eyes were deep.
What he thought was that if he just confessed his mistakes, that's it.
But what if it's Han Yumeng who has long disappeared?
...
How did she escape that year?
How to escape from the perverted murderer?
Where have you been these years?
Why don't you come to find someone.
Now it suddenly appears again.
Faintly, there was a cold, cold breath coming into my heart. The chest was warm, but Jian Yao reached out and hugged him.
Bo Jinyan looked down at her.
"We are lucky," she whispered, "no separation."
Bo Jinyan felt a slight pain in his chest, which was the kind of pain caused by softness and sweetness. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, smiled, and said, "Does this matter? Of course we will not be separated-how can I allow that to happen? How can the sun leave the sky that belongs to him?" Jian Yao could not bear it Just laughed.
The two hugged for a while, and Jian Yao fell asleep in his arms. Bo Jinyan said "Oh", got up and hugged her to the bed carefully, it felt like holding a soft cat. Such a simple move made Bo Jinyan fascinate in the middle of the night. He noticed a ridiculous thought that had never occurred in his heart, and he was faintly looking forward to such a time, which was getting slower and longer, and never had an end day.

Early the next morning, Bo Jinyan sought help from various departments and searched the place where the woman had appeared.
However, the results were not satisfactory.
An Yan mobilized all the surveillance, but there was no camera to capture the woman's face. There was only a blurry figure at the end of the street.
That clothing store was thoroughly explored by the forensic staff, but it did not find any fingerprints, which coincided with the missing Han Yumeng.
"Did she wear gloves at the time?" The waiter recalled. "It doesn't seem to be. Isn't it strange to wear gloves in this weather?" Tuo Fuyu Yufu, after his questioning that day, the waiter was impressed by the woman And it was recognized that the woman did look exactly like Han Yumeng in the photo.
They look the same but don't have fingerprints.
This is an interesting fact for any detective.
Busy for a day or two, Bo Jinyan did not inform Fu Ziyu of the detailed progress, and he did not bring him to various scenes. Lest he be too emotional. Only intend to make clear progress, and then tell him.
Fu Ziyu was also quiet there. Probably, waiting.
By Sunday afternoon, it was the time for the Comic Con. There was no further clue about the woman's whereabouts, and it was no help to waste. Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao decided to go to the animation exhibition and relax.
Before leaving, Jian Yao received a phone call from Luo Lang whom she had known a few days ago.
"Jian Yao, the last three legal questions you sent me, I have replied to your e-mail." Even across the telephone line, Jian Yao could feel the mellow and gentle smile in his voice.
"Okay, thank you, Brother Luo. I'm bothering you again, I'll watch it when I come back tonight."
"You're welcome." Luo Lang asked with a smile, "Going out?"
"Well, go out with my husband."
"Okay, have a nice weekend. You can still consult me ​​if you have legal questions in the future."
Hanging up the phone, Jian Yao's heart was warm. The police station also has lawyer counselors, but it still has to follow the department coordination process, and sometimes it can take several days. Therefore, Jian Yao recently studied some materials or organized the files. If she encounters a problem that she does not understand, she will send an email to Luo Lang as long as it does not involve confidentiality. He always responded very patiently and provided a lot of help for the work in the group. One to two, the two were also familiar.
Of course, in order to express his gratitude, Jian Yao bought a batch of books and sent them to Luo Lang. It's the book he's interested in investigating. Laurent readily accepted.
For their interaction, Bo Jinyan didn't care. Jian Yao said, "Look, my fellow is able to provide us with foreign legal aid, which is a good thing. Our special case team, 4 formal team members, plus 0.5 forensic forensics, and 0.5 lawyer foreign aid It's truly fully functional. "
...
"Ma'am, can we go on a date?" Bo Jinyan asked with a smile.
Jian Yao looked up and saw that he had changed his shirt and trousers, and put on a Polo shirt and casual pants. A little less cold, a little more gentle and gentle. Those eyes were clear as water.
He is not like a criminal psychologist anymore, just like a young man with a strong book volume.
This is the result of her training over the past few years, otherwise the otaku suit even went to the mountain and felt that the shirt and shoes were good.
Jian Yao couldn't help laughing, threw the phone into his bag, and pulled his arm: "Let's go, Mr. Bo."
The two drove to a famous animation industry park in the suburbs of Beijing.
The windows were open and the wind was blowing in. There was still music in the car, and the two talked from time to time. As a result, Jianyao did not hear a vibration when the mobile phone entered a text message.
The silver phone was lying in her bag, and the screen was bright and dark.
Is a text message from an unknown number:
"You must not go to anime show."