Let go of the murderer and let me come!

DNA can't lie, everyone's speculations were all rejected, no one spoke again, and the investigation of the case seemed to have been stopped at the same place, without any movement.

It took a long time for Song Haozhe to clap his hands, bringing everyone back to their senses: "Let's sort out the case, start with the relationship between Wang Yi and Chen Hong, and re-investigate all the clues!"

Yang Yizong lined up on the table, heaving a sigh of relief, the few people were a little depressed, a bit like fetching water from a bamboo basket in vain.

"There must be something missing... We still have clues that we haven't found. Fang Bo and Yang Yizong went to the place where Wang Yi and Chen Hong work, and then went to investigate. Sun Shaoshi and Han Yue continued to watch the surveillance. Lin Sihang and I went Go to the place where Chen Yan works..." Song Haozhe gave the order calmly.

Several people cheered up and acted independently.

It was noon, the air was quite hot, Lin Sihang wished he could wear ice clothes, Song Haozhe, who was walking in front, took him around a few turns, and went to the parking shed.

Good guy!

What a parking shed, bikes!That pink lady bike I saw last time!

"Damn! You don't want to go on a fucking bicycle!" Lin Sihang's eyes almost popped out, Song Haozhe's brain circuit is really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people!

"Any opinion?" Song Haozhe quickly unlocked the lock, sat on the seat, tilted his head and looked at Lin Sihang, "Hold it even if you are here... We are the people's police uncles..."

"You made the appraisal result so exciting!" Lin Sihang kicked the bicycle lightly, waved his hand in disgust, and said dissatisfiedly: "Are we the serious crime team! The chief doesn't even give you a car?"

"There is one, Yang Yizong drives it!" Song Haozhe rode the bike around Lin Sihang, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Lin Sihang looked at the bicycle in front of him, and at Song Haozhe's expression of 'you can walk if you don't get it', he wished he could throw the shoes on his feet in his face.

But it was Song Haozhe who let the driver drive. Although it was manpower, it was better than walking. Lin Sihang held his breath and sat down hard. Song Haozhe was not careful, and the two of them almost fell over.

"Without revenge!" Song Haozhe led Lin Sihang out helplessly.

Lin Sihang felt that his butt was about to crack, and his memory of riding a bicycle only stayed in the childhood when Lin Siyang took him to steal persimmons by bicycle.

At that time, there was a bicycle that was more fashionable. Lin Siyang was five years older than him. When he was in junior high school, he often rode a bicycle at the gate of his elementary school waiting for him to go home. Embryo, the two of them would often be surrounded and watched when they left school after school. Lin Sihang felt so proud to go to heaven thinking about that feeling now.

Song Haozhe walked a small path, and some brick houses blocked some of the sunlight, so it wasn't very hot, but Lin Sihang's ass was numb from the epilepsy along the way.

"Ride slowly... your ass is rotten!" Lin Sihang grabbed some of the seats with his hands. The bicycle was originally a lady's model, and two big men in their [-]s squeezed on it. Lin Sihang felt that there was a risk of falling off at any time: "What's wrong with you?" ? Why don't you drive?"

"Pollution of the environment." Song Haozhe said flatly in front, "You can't hold me steady."

While riding, Song Haozhe suddenly stopped.

"Why?" Lin Sihang asked curiously.

Song Haozhe took out his phone, tapped on it, then turned around and handed it to Lin Sihang: "I'm lost...can you navigate?"

"I have to organize to give you an award!" Lin Sihang took the phone, "Brain circuit termination award."

"I'll give you ten more thanks...you showed me the way!" Song Haozhe curled his lips and continued to ride.

There was no one in the bar street during the day, and when the two of them came, it was closed outside. Lin Sihang stood in front of the door with his teeth bared, with an angry expression on his face, and his tone raised a lot: "I just said that the door is not open now! How can we investigate this!"

Song Haozhe stretched quite calmly, ignoring Lin Sihang's madness, and said slowly, "You never said that."

Lin Sihang's scalp would fly with anger. Every time he got angry with Song Haozhe, it was like hitting cotton with his fist. No matter how much he quarreled with Song Haozhe's behavior, he basically chose to ignore it or didn't care at all.

"I just said it! The first three seconds, I just said it!"

Song Haozhe just nodded, squinting his eyes and took out the phone, Song Haozhe is not stupid, he asked Yang Yizong for the phone number of the bar owner before he came, the boss said on the phone that he is busy now, and it will take at least an hour to come here.

"Do you want to stay in the sun all the time? My skin is cracked!" Lin Sihang complained.

Song Haozhe looked at the time, got on the bike again, "Let's go eat first!"

In fact, Lin Sihang really wanted to walk there. There are not many places to eat in the bar street. From a distance, the doors are closed. If you want to eat, you have to go to other places. It’s so hot and I’m too lazy to walk. After a 2-minute ideological struggle, Lin Sihang still He sat up on his ass.

Both of them were quite hungry, so they randomly chose a North Korean noodle restaurant, Song Haozhe went to park the car, and Lin Sihang strode past.

Before he walked over, he heard a noise, and a group of people gathered around the door. Lin Sihang stretched his neck and didn't see clearly what he was doing.

Thinking that he was a policeman and wanted to serve the people, Lin Sihang almost shrunk his bones halfway before he squeezed into the crowd.

A man pulled a little girl and yelled, "Where are your parents! How dare you steal my money!"

The one pulled by that man was a child. Lin Sihang squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

It was the kid who bumped into him that day!

The pink skirt was even dirtier, and her hair was still like a dog gnawing on it. She was caught by sweat and couldn't break free, but she kept stubbornly keeping her mouth shut.

The man got angry, and he stretched out his hand cursingly and shouted: "You can't fucking say it! I beat you to death, do you believe it?!"

The people around were buzzing with discussions, some said that children should not be fussy, and some said that they should be disciplined, but no one stood up and said a fair word.

Seeing that the little girl was going to be beaten, Lin Sihang stepped up and stood in front, "Police! What are you doing!"

The man looked Lin Sihang up and down, and threw away his hand a little dissatisfied, "The police? Just in time! This little brat stole money, you take it to the police station!"

The little girl broke free and ran behind Lin Sihang, hugging her tightly and not letting go.

"What's wrong?" Song Haozhe squeezed into the crowd, walked up to Lin Sihang and asked.

Seeing Song Haozhe's domineering look, the man cursed a few words, and said a little annoyed: "Tell her to take out my wallet!"

Song Haozhe looked at the little girl who was holding Lin Sihang tightly and didn't let go, and asked suspiciously, "You took it?"

Unexpectedly, the little girl shook her head like a rattle. Lin Sihang wanted to take her off him, but the little girl hugged her tighter and tighter.

"Ancestor! Let go! Brother's waist is broken!" Lin Sihang helplessly rubbed the little girl's dog-gnawing head.

"She said she didn't take it." Song Haozhe said.

"Fart! I turned around and saw her sneaking around! I lost my wallet, it wasn't her but you!" The man refused to let go.

"Be respectful! Believe it or not to arrest you?" Lin Sihang was most annoyed by this kind of person who thought he was the king of heaven, and his mood became a little bad for no reason.

"You police are arresting people randomly! My mother was stolen and you still arrested? Believe it or not if you report it!" The man yelled and stretched out his hand to pull the little girl behind Lin Sihang out.

Lin Sihang patted his outstretched hand away, and said impatiently: "She even said she didn't take it! How about you follow us to the police station?"

The man was about to start scolding, when a woman squeezed out from the crowd, and after seeing the man, she trotted over and shouted, "Oh man, what are you doing?"

"My wallet was stolen! Look! The police are going to arrest me?" The man snorted coldly.

The woman stomped her feet on the spot, and took out a wallet from her huge bag: "Be reasonable, you forget to leave your wallet here when you go out!"

After so long, it turned out to be a farce. The people around seemed to find it boring and dispersed.

The man was cursing and leaving while the woman kept apologizing to Lin Sihang and the others.

"Tsk tsk...the police have to protect these unqualified people?" Lin Sihang curled his lips and said in disgust, "I don't know where the settings are wrong if I can find a wife!"

Song Haozhe acquiesced, then looked at the little girl who had been hugging Lin Sihang tightly and asked, "What's your name?"

The little girl hesitated for a moment, let go of Lin Sihang, but still grabbed Lin Sihang's clothes with one hand, and said softly, "Ran Zhao."

"Have you eaten yet?" Lin Sihang put his arms around the little girl: "Brother treats you to noodles...you can explain to me obediently later!"

There were not many people in the noodle restaurant, so the three of them found seats by the window, and Ran Zhao was next to Lin Sihang, sticky like a piece of chewing gum.

Song Haozhe ordered three bowls of noodles, and ordered some side dishes. The little girl stared at him obsessively, as if she had been hungry for a long time.

"Tell me! Who was the person who took you away that day?" Lin Sihang poured a glass of water and put it in front of her and asked.

"That day?" Song Haozhe asked curiously.

Getting angry as soon as he said it, Lin Sihang raised his head and said with a look of 'I hold a grudge': "Thanks to someone, I didn't get in the elevator that day!"

Lin Sihang felt that he was not a person who held grudges, but the Song Haozhe in front of him who said "it has nothing to do with me" would often meet his breaking point.

"...Is that your father?" Lin Sihang continued to ask.

Ran Zhao shook his head, "I don't know who he is, he just asked me to come out to work."

"Are there many children like you?" Song Haozhe leaned on the seat, "It should be the kind of human trafficking where children steal money and commit crimes."

"Tsk tsk... Scum!" Lin Sihang said angrily, "They don't care if you come out like this?"

"I don't know." Ran Zhao shook his head.

The waiter brought the noodles, Ran Zhao's eyes lit up, Lin Sihang's mouth was poisonous but his heart was soft, seeing her like this, he jumped out of nowhere and his father's love overflowed, he put the biggest bowl of noodles in front of her, "It's not enough anymore want!"

Song Haozhe ordered another glass of juice for Ran Zhao, ate the noodles and said slowly, "How did you get your name?"

Ran Zhao sucked on the noodles, and didn't care to speak properly, so he said inarticulately, "I don't know."

"Yeah, I don't know what to ask!" Lin Sihang said helplessly.

The seat by the window had sunlight coming in at noon, and Song Haozhe happened to be sitting in the seat facing the light. He stretched out his hand to slightly close the curtain next to him, and glanced out of the window inadvertently, his pupils suddenly widened.

Lin Sihang didn't notice the change in him, so he said to himself: "I'll wait a while...Damn it! Where are you going!"

Song Haozhe on the opposite side seemed to have seen a ghost, jumped up from his seat, and ran out without thinking about anything, the movement was a bit loud, and the next table looked over.

Song Haozhe has only one thought now, and he must grasp it.

This is the person I have been looking for for ten years.