Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Chapter 449 A gift to myself in 20 years 24

"It's okay, but I can't sleep now."

"You can squint for a while until the results come out. As for the monitoring, I'll take a look."

"No need." He Wei reached out and pressed down the window, "There's no need to look at it until the results come out."

Even if the results come out with the help of surveillance, he doesn't want to continue the search without any end.

too tired.

I really want to end this as soon as possible, go home and catch up on some sleep with Bai Ji'an in my arms.

"Oh, by the way, Ji An." He Wei sat up straight and said seriously, "I'll show you a photo."

After a while, he pointed at the unclear picture on the screen and said, "Do you have a feeling that this woman selling fried chicken looks a bit like Fei Yuan?"

"Do you suspect they are related?"

"It can't be such a coincidence that two strangers, one goes to school and the other runs a stall outside the school, have nothing to do with each other but look alike?"

"It's not that exaggerated, just somewhat similar."

"There may be a problem if they are similar. Otherwise, why don't I see anyone similar to you on the street?"

The sight of Bai Ji'an drinking water made He Wei's heart sink.

He reached for the coffee in his hand and asked, "You haven't met anyone similar to me, have you?"

"What are you thinking about?" Bai Ji'an took back the coffee, biting the straw, and murmured in a low voice: "It would be great if there really was someone like you."

"What's so good? What do you want to do? Find two lovers?"

Bai Ji'an chuckled: "I'm not that boring."

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he finds two, he can't find two that are the same!

playing what?

Clone technique.

He doesn't have this hobby yet.

Unless...another original Hewei is willing to let him press.

In this case, he could find two to try.

"What are you laughing at?"

When he came back to his senses, He Wei's face was close to him at some point.

"Why are you so close?"

Bai Ji'an held the straw in his mouth and smiled guiltily.

He Wei narrowed his eyes suspiciously and asked reluctantly: "Were you thinking about other things just now?"

……

It’s really hard to answer.

He said no, he had already been seen through by He Wei.

If he said yes, he would definitely ask what he was thinking.

I can't find any reason to get rid of him because he's giggling.

"Yes." Bai Ji'an nodded, "I was really distracted just now."

"why?"

"Think of other things."

"what's up?"

"You want to say it here?"

He Wei tilted his head, put his ear close, and signaled Bai Ji'an to speak secretly.

"Really?"

"hurry up."

With his eyes scanning He Wei's approaching profile, Bai Ji'an couldn't help but lick his lips, leaned forward, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "I want to crush you."

In an instant, even though the person in front of him didn't move, it seemed to have changed.

It was as if he had turned from a human being of flesh and blood to stone.

Two knocks on the door!

As if coming back to life, He Wei jumped up from his chair and shouted: "Come in!"

Chen Zeyang's movement of twisting the door paused, and through the door, he could hear the unusual congratulations inside.

But the situation was urgent and he couldn't think too much about it.

When he handed the document to He Wei's hand, he smiled slightly at Bai Ji'an, who was watching the fun next to him.

Diao Mengmeng, female, 38 years old.

"The same age as Wang Qiming and Qian Yuyan's father, and the same age as Li Le's mother."

He Wei looked down until he clearly saw that Diao Mengmeng was studying in Yue'an City No. 1 Middle School.

"I remember Wang Yulin was also from Yue'an No. 1 Middle School... Could it be that Qian Yuyan's father and Li Le's mother were also?!"

After that, Bai Ji'an pulled up the keyboard, clicked a few times, and replied: "Qian Yuyan's father is indeed from Yue'an No. 1 Middle School, but Li Le's mother, Zhao Li, is not available online."

"Most likely." He Wei raised his chin to Chen Zeyang, "Call Zhao Li and ask."

Afterwards, the two walked all the way to the office of the third team where everyone was gathered, opened the door, and He Wei arranged to ask Wang Qiming and Qian Yuyan's parents if they knew Diao Mengmeng from Yue'an No. 1 Middle School according to the team that had visited and investigated before.

As a result, except for Li Le's mother who had an impression, Wang Yulin and Qian Yushu both insisted that they did not know Diao Mengmeng.

"They said they don't know each other?"

In the reception room, facing He Wei and Yan Haizhen, Zhao Li, whose eyes were still red and swollen, smiled.

She nodded in admiration, chuckled softly, and said to herself, "I don't know if it's true or not."

"What happened?" Yan Haizhen asked urgently: "This is crucial to finding the missing children."

Zhao Li took the handbag and rummaged through it while explaining: "When I received your call about Diao Mengmeng, I roughly understood the reason. So I found this from the graduation album. A photo for you.”

A graduation photo is placed in the middle of the coffee table.

There were only about twenty people inside, all of them girls.

He Wei picked up the photo, turned it over and saw in black pen on the back: Yue'an No. 1998 Middle School, class , class and class , all girls took a group photo.

"You don't need me to tell you, you should be able to tell which one is Diao Mengmeng."

In the front, more than twenty girls stood in three rows, all next to each other, smiling broadly. There was only one girl, standing in the lower right corner of the first row, ten centimeters away from the person next to her who was supposed to be next to her, causing the otherwise neat photo to feel discordant and torn apart.

He has a round and short figure, hair that is so short that his ears are exposed, small and swollen eyes under thick glasses, and light pockmarks all over his face.

The only advantage is that her skin is very white, whiter than all the girls in the photo.

Yan Haizhen took a look at it and sighed: "The blank is obviously very good, how come it hasn't changed when I grow up?"

He Wei glanced at him sideways and reminded in a low voice: "Be professional."

I almost forgot that Zhao Li was still sitting opposite.

Yan Haizhen coughed unnaturally, thinking that he was indeed middle-aged and could not keep up with the physical work of continuously watching the surveillance. His brain was twitching and he would say nothing.

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Li took the initiative: "Actually, when I grew up, I became sensible and thought so too."

"When you grow up?"

Howie held up the photo.

"From the photo, you are standing in the middle, and Diao Mengmeng is in the corner. When you were in school, you didn't look like friends, and Diao Mengmeng didn't look like someone who would contact your old classmates after graduation. Especially now, a businessman The strong woman on the field and the fried chicken stall owner... So, after you graduate, you will often think of Diao Mengmeng, why?"

"So sharp."

Zhao Li lowered his eyes and recalled the past 20 years ago.

dong dong!

Outside the door, He Feng, who was responsible for investigating Diao Mengmeng's whereabouts, said anxiously: "Congratulations, Captain Yan!"

Yan Haizhen patted He Wei on the shoulder and said, "You stay and listen to the story. I'm not thinking clearly. Take them out to stretch their muscles and get some fresh air."

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