Aoba Office

The two little girls said feebly: "I'm not running away from home..." and turned around and ran to their tables at the same time. I don’t know what they said to their classmates. The students at the two tables looked at the five of us, then packed up and left.

I couldn't help but frown.

"What happened to these students? Did they run away from home together?" The thin man was surprised.

"Maybe they were skipping school collectively." Fatty guessed, "They were here when we came. Maybe they were here earlier."

"Middle school students, are you skipping school together?" The thin man was still surprised.

This is not a university. It is not uncommon for students to skip classes collectively in universities, and that kind of collective skipping is a common behavior among everyone.

This shouldn't happen in middle school.

"Do you want to call the police?" Guo Yujie asked.

"What should I say?" The thin man spread his hands.

There was something strange about that group of students, but it was a bit difficult to explain the situation to the police.

"Let me tell my uncle. If someone has called the police before, the police station should be able to know what happened." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

"Director Chen is really hardworking." The thin man pretended to sigh.

When Chen Yihan met us, it was really hard work. He was a police chief in a first-tier city, but he was reduced to helping his niece use public equipment for personal use. Thinking about it... Minqing's ignorant citizens are quite pitiful.

Chen Xiaoqiu didn't answer the call and called. Chen Yihan seemed to have something to do, so when he didn't answer, she edited a text message.

"We are good citizens. If we find something wrong, we immediately report it to the police." Guo Yujie said, "Didn't some enthusiastic and good citizens actively call the police and report news about a drug manufacturing den?"

"Well, you are not a warm-hearted and good citizen, but a scumbag neighbor." The thin man laughed.

"What's going on?" Guo Yujie asked curiously.

"I heard what one of my classmates said. The man who called the police wanted to buy the house next door. This was not the first time he called the police like this. He had used various methods to drive away the previous tenants. This time it was I wanted to repeat my old tricks and drive people away. I didn't expect that the new tenants next door turned out to be a group of drug dealers." The thin man said with a smile.

"How did this news get out? Don't the police protect informants? Those drug dealers are not allowed to retaliate against him!" asked the fat man.

"The police couldn't protect them even if they wanted to. He didn't do it secretly, he just wanted to drive people away and force the owner to buy a house, so he bought the house shamelessly. Who knew he was setting up a big trap? My classmate said, the police When the drug dealer was caught red-handed, the man was so frightened that his legs went weak and he took his wife and moved away overnight." The thin man looked gloating.

We chatted, Chen Xiaoqiu sent the text message, everything was done, and everyone dispersed.

At work the next day, the three of us who were running out went to Chang Facai's place to explain Chang Ying's misunderstanding to Chang Facai.

"Not Xiao Yang?" Chang Facai was surprised.

"Huh?" I was about to nod, but my movements suddenly stopped, feeling that something was wrong.

"Uncle Chang, is this your niece?" The thin man took out his mobile phone and opened the picture taken from Chen Xiaoqiu, which was the picture in Chang Ying's identity file. This photo should have been taken by the school. She was still wearing a school uniform.

Chang Facai glanced at it and asked confusedly: "Who is this?"

"Isn't your niece Chang Ying?" I couldn't understand either.

"Well, my eldest brother has a daughter, but the niece I mentioned last time is not his daughter, but Yang Yang, my cousin's daughter." Chang Facai said.

The three of us were dumbfounded.

"This..." the thin man stuttered.

"I'll call and ask!" the fat man said, walking aside.

I asked Chang Facai: "Uncle Chang, your two nieces are about the same age, and they died at about the same time?"

"She's dead too?" Chang Facai was confused again.

My head is as big as a bucket.

How did this happen?

"What's going on?" Chang Facai asked.

I could only tell Chang Facai about Chang Ying's file we found, and also told her about her parents moving to Xuzhou.

Chang Facai only thought about the year "1999" and said after a long time: "Xiao Yang also died in 1999."

Is this a coincidence?

I don't believe it.

Fatty called back with a serious look on his face.

"How is it?" asked the thin man.

"Sent it over. This is Yang Yang. He also died in 1999. The dates are exactly the same. He died of a sudden heart attack." The fat man showed us the phone.

I frowned again, "No, it's not this..."

The girl in the photo is definitely not the female ghost I saw in my dream.

Not Chang Ying, nor Yang Yang. It is not normal to think that Chang Fa Cai’s two nieces died in the same way on the same day!

Fatty showed the photo to Chang Facai for confirmation.

Chang Facai trembled, "How could this happen?"

I also want to ask this question.

"Uncle Chang, do you have a bad relationship with your eldest brother?" the thin man asked.

Chang Facai shook his head in embarrassment, "When I was young, when my father passed away, we had a bad fight and stopped communicating. At that time, his daughter must have just been born."

Looking at Chang Facai's expression, I thought the so-called unhappiness might be related to the division of inheritance.

That's not the point of this.

"Uncle, think about it carefully, do your two nieces have anything else in common?" I asked.

Chang Facai smiled bitterly, "I no longer have contact with my eldest brother. I saw what his daughter looks like today for the first time."

The fat man looked at Yang Yang's file and shouted, "Wait! Here!"

"What?" The thin man and I hurriedly approached.

"Ballet! She also studies ballet and has passed the exams!" Fatty said in surprise.

"Oh——" The thin man and I said in unison.

Next, we were quiet.

Chang Facai asked: "Is it because of the dancing?"

"I don't know. It's just that we are reasoning, and we don't know if it is right or useful." I realized that we were caught off guard by the unexpected news, and we said too much in front of Chang Facai.

"That ghost, the ghost you saw, is it related to this?" Chang Facai asked again.

"We don't know this yet. We are not professionals." I hesitated, speaking the truth.

"It's such a pity for that young man Ye Qing. If he is still here...well..." Chang Facai sighed, but he was no longer panicked, but looked much more relaxed.

Then I figured it out.

Yang Yang's death was probably not because of the Six Villages of Workers and Peasants. Chang Facai had solved a problem that was on his mind and could explain something to his son. The pain he felt towards Yang Yang that day was probably more about the irreparable relationship between himself and his son.

I am not in the mood to comment on Chang Facai's approach, nor am I in the mood to say anything to Chang Facai anymore. Chang Facai didn't want to stay and sent us out of the ward with a smile.

"Are you still going to trouble Chen Yihan about this matter?" the thin man asked.

"How about hiring a private detective?" Fatty asked.

"How can a private detective be as powerful as a police chief!" The thin man took out his cell phone.

I once again observed a moment of silence for Chen Yihan. The director is really pitiful. However, Chen Yihan's dedication was all for Chen Xiaoqiu's sake. Chen Yihan had nothing to say to Chen Xiaoqiu, his niece. Thinking about Chang Facai, Chang Ying, and Yang Yang, I felt a lot comforted.

The third late update, the late Lantern Festival blessing~(￣▽￣“)

Okay, good night everyone~(づ￣3￣)づ