Criminal Investigation Files

"That child may not have been born to Xia Weiwei, but has been living in a nursing home." Lu Siyu remembered walking into a room here before, and there was a teddy bear on the dusty bedside. He was still wondering why such a thing appeared in the nursing home.

Now he has figured this out clearly. In such a large nursing home, the elderly and staff all live here.It was a group of hundreds of people.They will always have families, children.

Maybe those children are not many in number, but they are the same as those adults, living here day and night.Not far from here is the school, and there is no delay in going to school.

Children can grow and change over time.Adults have been stereotyped, old people are dying, but children have countless possibilities, they may be kind or evil.

If Wushan Nursing Home is a dark cliff, those children are the grass growing under the cliff.

The place 18 years ago was by no means as deserted as it is today. Those who walked and talked were living people one after another.

At that time, the nursing home was not as strictly managed as it is now. It is not that irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter, and all visits must be signed. Those children naturally come and go here frequently. They either have their parents divorced, or their relatives have passed away, or their parents are away for a while. Around, or simply their parents are workers in this nursing home.They can only follow the elders living in the nursing home.Treat this as their home, as their paradise...

Standing in this room, Lu Siyu seemed to be able to hear the voices outside, the voices of the old people, coughing, calling, and the hurried footsteps of the nurses.Among those staggering figures, some children chased and ran through the crowd. They almost bumped into the old man in the corridor, and they turned around and grimaced.

Those kids, they lived here and were ignored by everyone.

For various reasons, they were "abandoned" by their parents, and lived in a world that should not have belonged to them. The lack of care in childhood caused a lack of psychology.They are ignorant, bold, and looking forward to freedom.When they couldn't tell right from wrong, they met Xia Weiwei, a female doctor with a gentle appearance but a poisonous heart, who was enough to change their lives.

"We ignored it, and the police investigation also ignored this point..." Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu in front of him. He still remembered that there were several blank boxes on the last page of the record sheet back then. The names and ID numbers should be the underage children who were in the nursing home at that time. Because of the protection of minors’ information, the police reserved them for registration, but they didn’t fill them in.

Lu Siyu nodded. Back then, Wu Qing knew about the existence of these children. It was even possible that he had talked with some of them and knew some clues.He may have left such a reminder because he had figured out the link.

From beginning to end, those children should not have been excluded from the incident.

"So... where can we find their relevant information?" Song Wen asked.If Lu Siyu's reasoning is true, there was once a child here who was raised by Xia Weiwei until he inherited her mantle.

Xia Weiwei's method of killing went deep into his bone marrow, and he could even tie the same knot unintentionally.It was this person who tortured Zhang Peicai to death.Song Wen had already read all the police documents before, and there was no relevant information left in them. The teenager 18 years ago has already grown up 18 years later. Where should they find this person?

And... Could that person have something to do with Bai Luorui?

Lu Siyu thought for a while: "If you want to find out the children who live here, you may need to look through all the family trees of the old people who lived here before, but there may be omissions..." After all, it was 18 years ago, and the The household registration is not perfect, and it is even possible that some children are fostered by relatives with the elderly.The adoption system at that time was not as strict as it is now. If you consider these things, the difficulty may be even greater.

Before Lu Siyu could finish speaking, Song Wen suddenly figured out the link, and walked out quickly, "The dean's office!" Computers were not so popular back then, and paper materials were more common. Where there might be a relevant clue, it was undoubtedly the dean's office.

Lu Siyu hurriedly got up to follow Song Wen, and their footsteps sounded in the empty building for a moment. The director's office of Wushan Nursing Home was set up on the top floor of the staff building.The largest room on the entire first floor is where the dean works.

The old director of Wushan Nursing Home has long been imprisoned because of the events of the year, and later died of illness, and the place has been preserved as it is.The entire dean's office is the most luxurious place in this nursing home. Various materials of the nursing home are stored on several solid wooden bookshelves, including accounts and various directories. Back then, the police focused on searching for various materials and files about Xia Weiwei. This part But it was ignored.

While searching in the afterglow of the sunset, Song Wen asked Lu Siyu, "Do you think there will be a child's name in the information booklet here?" He was also afraid that if the information was incomplete, they might fail this time. And back.

Lu Siyu said: "Your thinking just now is not wrong. Now, although this building is empty, there must be enough information left behind."

Who lived in each room?What happened in this nursing home?

Song Wen nodded, and continued to search for the books with his hands: "Okay, if you want to check, then check it upside down, thoroughly."

"I'm not sure if there is any information booklet, but..." Lu Siyu knelt down and pulled out a booklet from the cabinet, "here is a photo album."

Eighteen years ago, film still existed in the world, and color photos were mostly developed rather than printed.This is a photo album of the entire Wushan Nursing Home, from more than 18 years ago to about five years ago 20 years ago.The opened photo album seems to have opened up a period of dusty years.These photos may be the last things that many old people left in this world.

Lu Siyu took a photo out of it, maybe the staff members were afraid that their memory would not be good and forgot the names of those old people, so the names of the old people were marked on the back of the photo.Two of them were also marked with black frames, and the old man apparently died not long after.

Lu Siyu turned to another picture, which was a group photo of Xia Weiwei and some old people. In the photo, Xia Weiwei looked extremely gentle. She was wearing a pair of pearl earrings, with her head bowed and the corners of her mouth pursed, a little reserved. She looks like an angel who fell into the world, but who would have thought that such a woman is actually a devil.

The sun was getting dimmer, and the whole room was about to be swallowed by the darkness. Song Wen also poked his head over to look at the booklet with Lu Siyu. The booklet had turned yellow, and there were smiling faces on the photos, most of them were three or five people. Every time there was a group photo, Lu Siyu flipped through it with his white fingers. Many old people in the photos disappeared quickly, and then new old people appeared.

Later there were pictures of children.Lu Siyu's hands stopped, Song Wen lowered his head and counted the number of people in the photo, then turned over to look at the marked names, heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately, the photo also recorded the child's name.

Soon, they rummaged through the photos with the children. As they looked back, the camera got better and better, and the pictures became clearer. At the end of the album, there was a big group photo of everyone. In addition to those old people, there was the dean, there was Xia Weiwei, there were seven or eight children squatting in the front row of the photo, each of these children looked at the camera in a daze.Those children were around ten years old, and some were four or five years old. Some of them were still carrying schoolbags, as if they had just finished school.

Lu Siyu turned the photo over and looked at the names one by one, and soon he saw a familiar name.They finally found a clue, and it seemed that they were getting closer to the truth, but Lu Siyu's brows became more and more wrinkled, and he said in a trembling voice: "My reasoning just now was wrong."

"What's wrong?" Song Wen asked.

Lu Siyu's fingertips slid over the names one by one, Bai Luorui, Wei Hong, Du Ruoxin... He trembled and said, "It's not children, but children!"

There may be more than one murderer!

Those children, they met here, knew each other, accompanied, and grew up together.

The world they see is completely different from that of adults.They are not one person, maybe not even two people, three people... They are affected, maybe they have already had completely different life trajectories, but there was a moment when they were here with Xia Weiwei at the same time, maybe a toy, A piece of candy and a gentle word can make those children whose worldview is not perfect turn black and white, and there is no right and wrong.

They watched her kill, learned from her, and their whole lives were branded by this witch.

Eighteen years later, those young plants that once grew on this land finally grew wildly, and even bloomed and bore fruit.

Du Ruoxin, the divorced wife of the deceased Zhang Peicai.

Bai Luorui, the female boss of Luoxin Nursing Home.

These two women, who seem to have no intersection, turned out to have met here 18 years ago. They may not be ignorant of Zhang Peicai's death. They reached a tacit understanding that they were hiding a secret from them and from the police.

Du Ruoxin and Bai Luorui have known each other for a long time, these two women alone may not be able to kill Zhang Peicai, nor can they do so many things, and there are men.And those others...

Lu Siyu looked at the tallest boy in the photo who could already see the edges and corners. There was an obvious scar on the forehead of that person, and his eyes were somewhat dark. Song Wen took the photo: "This person... so familiar Ah... I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Countless portraits appeared in his mind, he must have seen such a face somewhere, with indifferent eyes, slightly high cheekbones, what kind of appearance will this boy look like in 18 years...

Song Wen suddenly remembered that he had indeed seen this person before!

This is the delivery man who once entered the police station!

It was only because that person wore a hat that day, which made the scar on his forehead less obvious, that he didn't recognize it at a glance.

"This person once swaggered into the police station on the pretext of delivering food." Song Wen said, maybe at that time, there was a knife hidden in that person's clothes...