Let go of the murderer and let me come!

The monitoring screen is not very clear, but the general appearance of the driver can still be seen. He looks to be in his 30s and wears sunglasses.

Han Yue was right, it was Zhao Anping who met the man in the sunglasses in the video.

Not only Lin Sihang was a little confused, Song Haozhe was also a little unable to react.

Suddenly remembering his father's blank file, and brother Lin Sihang's, Song Haozhe felt that his brain cells after all these years were finally active.

Zhao Anping must know something!

Who is that man who is following them?

Why track?

"Did you find out?" Lin Sihang almost put his face into the computer, his tone couldn't tell if he was angry or uneasy.

Han Yue shook his head, "I can only look at who it is, but if I want to find someone, I still need clues..."

"Isn't this car lost?" Song Haozhe said suddenly, "Check how and where it was lost, let's find out a little bit..."

"Okay." Han Yue nodded.

It doesn't make sense for Yang Yizong to stay by the side, but looking at the expressions of Song Haozhe and Lin Sihang, you can tell that this matter is not simple.

"By the way... this case is closed. Director Zhao called just now and said that he would send over three previous case summaries so that we can start investigating." Zhang Tuo said, "It seems to be an old case from before."

"What old case?" Song Haozhe asked.

"No." Zhang Tuo shrugged his shoulders, curled his lips and said, "I won't be able to see it until it's delivered. It's still encrypted."

"Amazing..." Lin Sihang sniffed, then turned and walked to the forensic room.

Song Haozhe followed behind.

Man Yuan was staying in the forensic room, it seemed that he was getting familiar with the environment, Lin Sihang waved his hands, "There is no work today, you should get off work first."

"Okay." Probably waiting for Lin Sihang's words, Man Yuan took out the air cushion from her bag to touch up her makeup, greeted the two happily and left the forensic room door.

"What was that that she wiped just now?" Lin Sihang was a little curious.

"...you ask me?" Song Haozhe raised his eyebrows.

Looking at each other, the two continued to have a ton, and it took a minute before they stopped.

"It's so fucking exciting..." Lin Sihang covered his eyes with his hands, "What the hell is going on!"

"However, this also shows that it might not be because of Brother Lin that we were followed." Song Haozhe was more open-minded compared to Lin Sihang.

"It's not me, it's you!" Lin Sihang stretched out his finger, and poked Song Haozhe's heart. "The problem is what is Zhao Ju's cause!"

Song Haozhe couldn't answer, he was no less entangled than Lin Sihang.

He couldn't even think of Zhao Anping in another direction.

Just like what Lin Sihang said, what was Zhao Anping's reason?

The three dossiers sent were all stamped with an "encryption" stamp. Looking at the time on the above, the earliest case was already 20 years ago.

"There is still one month of prosecution period left in this case. If there is nothing, how can we investigate?" Yang Yizong was a little dumbfounded, not knowing what Zhao Anping was thinking.

Song Haozhe picked up the three case summaries and compared them, "Check this first, I guess Bureau Zhao also meant the same thing."

The longest case was a kidnapping case. When Lin Sihang looked at the case, his heart beat a little faster subconsciously.

Song Haozhe touched Lin Sihang's back, "Find out about the case, and go back early today."

This kidnapping case was quite a sensation 20 years ago. If Han Yue hadn't found it on the computer, Song Haozhe and the others would not have known about it.

The kidnapped was the son of a wealthy businessman. Although he paid the ransom, he tore up the ticket in the end. The suspect fled for 20 years without a trace. Now he has to find a kidnapper in the sea of ​​people without any clues. It is even more difficult. .

"You know flower stand porcelain?" Han Yue asked suddenly.

"I know." Fang Bo pushed the useless flat mirror on the bridge of his nose and said, "Firing the porcelain into the shape of a flower can only produce a finished product out of a hundred, and the craftsmanship must be refined."

Han Yue pouted and nodded, "The boss of Huajia Porcelain was the father of the hostage at that time."

"Alas..." Zhang Tuo sighed, and put the cup in his hand on the table, "I heard he has no children yet, right?"

"Yeah." Han Yue nodded, "I've been looking for suspects for 20 years. I've tried all kinds of ways, but it's useless."

"Then why was this case suddenly taken over by Director Zhao?" Yang Yizong was a little puzzled. "I think the murderer will be found within a month. It's a bit of a mystery."

"It's not a little suspenseful!" Lin Sihang put down the case summary, and said discouragedly, "It's very suspenseful. There is nothing except a fingerprint. The identification technology 20 years ago is far from the current one. It's not sure whether it's the murderer or not!"

"What's going on with this case?" Song Haozhe asked.

"The boss of Huajia Porcelain is named Zhang Ji. His son was only eight years old at the time. The incident happened in the afternoon. His nanny took his son out to buy things. When he turned around, the child disappeared. The rest is the same as other kidnapping cases. I received a threatening phone call from the kidnapper, and when the police finally found him, the child had already been torn apart."

"Could it be that his nanny hired someone to do it?" Sun Shaoshi asked after listening carefully for a while.

"I had suspicions, but the police behind me questioned me, but nothing came out."

"How old was I 20 years ago..." Fang Bo felt a little regretful, "The policemen who took this case at that time retired, right?"

"Useless..." Lin Sihang flipped through the case summary, and was dumbfounded after flipping twice, "Damn..."

"What's wrong?" Song Haozhe asked quietly.

Lin Sihang didn't speak, and pointed to the name of the policeman who took the case at that time.

Lin Zhuo.

-What's wrong?

Song Haozhe raised his eyebrows, expressing that he didn't understand a bit.

-My Father.

Lin Sihang made a mouth shape.

Originally thought that Xia Yi's case was closed and would take a two-day break temporarily. Who thought that he would start investigating the old case temporarily, but he had already called Ms. Yang to pick up Ran Zhao. Song Haozhe and Lin Sihang decided to take a day off Saturday to go back for a while. trip.

The main thing was to meet Ran Zhao, and more importantly, Lin Sihang wanted to ask Lao Lin about the situation of the case at that time.

He really didn't expect that Lao Lin would have something to do with this case, and he had heard all kinds of strange cases from Lao Lin, but he hadn't heard of this one!

Thinking of this, Lin Sihang felt a little annoyed and couldn't help being curious, and his desire to go to the neighboring city early didn't stop all night.

"Husband!" Song Haozhe rolled over on the bed with Lin Sihang in his arms, and almost reached out to call out on Lin Sihang's buttocks, "I'm working hard, what are you thinking by yourself?"

Lin Sihang stretched his arms around Song Haozhe's neck, the corners of his mouth were about to reach the tip of his eyebrows, "I have a hunch, this case will probably be closed!"

"Why?" Song Haozhe tried his best to restrain his desire/desire to be raped now, but stopped his movements and asked.

"My dad must know something. Even if he doesn't know, he has participated in it. He can definitely analyze it." Lin Sihang hugged Song Haozhe and rolled on the bed. After checking it out, can Director Zhao give me more bonuses?"

"Don't forget...the person who followed us hasn't been found yet, and the relationship between Director Zhao and him hasn't been figured out yet." Song Haozhe sighed, and rubbed the tip of his nose back and forth on Lin Sihang's face, "And my dad case, Brother Lin's case..."

Lin Sihang also sighed, "I've tried my best not to think about it in the past two days, and I'll remember it when you mention it."

Song Haozhe chuckled a few times, he couldn't tell whether he was relieved or worried. To be honest, after watching the video surveillance, he never doubted Zhao Anping's position at all. The only thing he couldn't figure out was that Zhao Anping was playing a what role.

He thought about calling Zhao Anping to find out, but then he thought it would be hasty.

Originally, I wanted to relax on the bed with Lin Sihang, but the more we talked about the topic, the more tired I felt, the two of them were not interested, and stared at each other for a few minutes before separating.

"It's too fucking hot..." Lin Sihang turned around and kicked the quilt away, "Don't think about it, there will be a day when we will find out."

"Hmm." Song Haozhe closed his eyes and made a sound with his nose.

"If Ran Zhao comes back, I won't worry about being home by myself during the day." Lin Sihang said.

"Put it at Qiao Shuo's place." Song Haozhe took out his phone and looked at the time, then yawned and said, "He draws comics at home every day in his spare time, so Ran Zhao can't do anything wrong with him."

Lin Sihang hiccupped and patted his belly, "Sleep, sleep... I'll take you to see my dad tomorrow!"

It was almost noon when the two got off the train, and Lao Lin was already waiting at the exit. Song Haozhe was still a little nervous when he met Lin Sihang's father for the first time.

"Hello, Uncle." Song Haozhe followed Lin Sihang, and hurriedly said hello when he saw someone.

Lao Lin couldn't see any expression, but there was no smile on his face, but he still nodded politely to Song Haozhe, "Hello."

"Where's my mother?" Lin Sihang threw the backpack into the back seat, and got into the car first, "We have to leave later in the afternoon, and I will ask you something when I get home later!"

"What's the matter?" Lao Lin saw that both of them were seated before stepping on the accelerator, and drove home slowly, "Can't you talk on the phone?"

"You're still not happy to come back to see you." Lin Sihang moved closer to the driver's seat, "It's about a kidnapping case."

Lao Lin used his hand to drive hard, but he didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked repeatedly, "What case?"

"A kidnapping case." Lin Sihang said.

Ms. Yang had already cooked the meal at home, and was looking forward to it at the door of the house. Lin Sihang and Song Haozhe walked upstairs one after another. When they were still a few steps away from the door, they saw a little bald head rushing towards Lin Sihang and hugged Lin Sihang, "Dad! "

Lin Sihang staggered in fright, and almost rolled down the stairs with his little bald head in his arms.

"Who is it?" Lin Sihang stretched out his hand to lift up the little bald face, recognized it before realizing "Ran Zhao?"

"My son is back?" Ms. Yang stood at the door and waved at Lin Sihang and Song Haozhe, "Come in!"

"Father!" Ran Zhao turned around and shouted at Song Haozhe again.

Song Haozhe was obviously much calmer than Lin Sihang, he stretched out his arms to pick up Ran Zhao and walked upstairs, "Why did you shave your hair?"

"She kept shouting hot." Ms. Yang covered her mouth and smiled, "Anyway, the child is young, so I took her to cut her hair."

"You lied to me, and you cried all night when you came back, and you couldn't coax them well." Lao Lin followed behind the two of them, complaining a bit, "Why do you have to make a tomboy out of a good girl!"

"Grandpa is back!" Ran Zhao put his arms around Song Haozhe's neck and shouted at Lao Lin.

As soon as the words fell, Lao Lin's expressionless face just now burst into laughter, "I'm back, I'm back!"

"You're the one who talks too much!" Ms. Yang curled her lips at Lao Lin, and the two who greeted them entered the room, "Go wash your hands and eat first!"

"What's the matter with grandpa?" Lin Sihang sat down at the dining table after washing his hands, a little unhappy, looked at Ran Zhao who had already started eating, and asked Ms. Yang, "Shouldn't it be grandpa?"

Song Haozhe was not polite, and took the rice that Ms. Yang handed him, "I think it's quite appropriate."

"Huh..." Lao Lin snorted, and he didn't know who he was humming for. Anyway, he picked up a chopstick for Ran Zhao and didn't say a word.

Lin Sihang hadn't recovered from Ran Zhao calling him 'Dad', and he didn't think about business until the meal was over.

"Dad! Come here!" Lin Sihang sat on the sofa and waved to Lao Lin, "I have a case that is about to be prosecuted, you must know about it!"

Lao Lin didn't speak, and sat on the side with the freshly brewed wolfberry tea, but Song Haozhe felt that Lao Lin seemed a little unwilling to listen to Lin Sihang.

Lin Sihang had a big heart and didn't pay attention to anything.

"The child kidnapping case 20 years ago...do you still have any memory of the case you took over?" Lin Sihang leaned closer to Lao Lin and asked.

Lao Lin turned his head to one side, and said vaguely, "I have no impression."

"Look at what the case summary is talking about first!" Lin Sihang was a little anxious, picked up the case summary and shook it in front of Lao Lin's eyes twice, "Don't you remember after reading it?"

"I'm not a policeman anymore. If you ask me about the case 20 years ago, how can I have any impression?" Lao Lin frowned and pushed Lin Sihang's hand away.

"Dad!" Lin Sihang also frowned and yelled, "Then you were also a policeman before, and you were the one who took over this case at the time. Even if you have a little impression, you can tell me about it. It is very important to me!"

Probably because she heard the conversation between Lao Lin and Lin Sihang in the living room, Ms. Yang seized the opportunity and walked in with a fruit plate, "Eat some fruit first."

"I said I can't remember. I can't even remember how old you were when you were a child and didn't wet the bed. Now you ask me about a 20-year case, how can I remember it!" Lao Lin picked up an apple and stuffed it into Lin Sihang's half-sheet "This case has been going on for so long, why did it suddenly come up again for you to investigate?"

Song Haozhe sat quietly on the side without illustrations, and frowned when he saw Lin Sihang insisting that Lao Lin read the comprehensive case.

"Hao Zhe." Ms. Yang called out quietly, "Let the two of them quarrel, it will be fine in a while."

"Yes." Song Haozhe nodded.

"Come here." Ms. Yang beckoned, "I'll show you Lin Sihang's childhood photos."

Following Ms. Yang to the study room, I could vaguely hear Lin Sihang's soft and firm voice outside, and suddenly felt like laughing. He probably liked Lin Sihang's most.

Thinking of the two people who had been tossing about meeting each other before, it is really by fate that they can form such a relationship now.

Ms. Yang was flipping through the drawer at the top of the bookcase, "Sihang told you, about his childhood..."

Song Haozhe froze for a moment before nodding, "Yes, he said so."

Ms. Yang sighed, "Old Lin resigned because of this. Sihang was young at that time, and he was often away from home due to work reasons. He was afraid that something would happen to Sihang and his brother, so he simply resigned."

"I understand." Song Haozhe said.

"Others think that he is timid and dare not take care of things. If he can't take care of his family, how can he carry a big burden on his shoulders..." Ms. Yang said while turning the pages, "I found it."

Song Haozhe looked at Ms. Yang's hand, the photo album looked very old, and the outside was a little yellowed.

"There are also photos of his brother when he was a child..." Ms. Yang took a deep breath, rubbing her hands back and forth on the photo album, "His brother... I haven't opened it since his brother had an accident. Too bad..."

Song Haozhe said he understood, not just talking about it.

Whether it's Lin Sihang's father's decision or Ms. Yang's current mood, he empathizes very much.

Probably because she didn't want to be too fragile in front of Song Haozhe, Ms. Yang pulled Song Haozhe to sit at the desk, "You look through it first, I'll look for it later, there are others!"

"Okay." Song Haozhe replied, curiously flipping through the photo album.

The photos are well preserved, and Lin Sihang seemed to have a good personality when he was a child. There is a photo of Lin Sihang laughing with his mouth open, and the person next to him pulling the corner of his mouth should be Lin Siyang.

For the first time, I saw Lin Siyang in a real sense.

The two brothers look alike, especially when they smile together.

Turning back, I also saw a photo of Lin Sihang rolling around with his bare butt, Song Haozhe secretly took a look at Ms. Yang, took out his phone and took a photo of the photo.

Thinking about it now, he doesn't seem to have any photos of himself when he was a child, and he hasn't admitted to loving him since his father left, let alone taking pictures of him, and giving him a bite of food is the greatest luxury.

Putting down the bitterness in his heart, Song Haozhe picked up the photo album and prepared to take a closer look.

I don't know which interlayer fell out of a photo, and it fell to the ground in a whirl.

Song Haozhe bent down to pick it up, the sunlight pouring in from the study was abundant, enough to make Song Haozhe's eyes dazzle for a moment!

The photo above was a group photo of five men. Besides Zhao Ju he knew, there was also Lin Sihang's father whom he had met just now. What made him feel like a thunderbolt was the presence of his father in the photo!

Lin Sihang's dad knew his dad!

This is his subconscious thought, and his only thought!

Song Haozhe felt his hands shaking, so shaking that he almost couldn't even hold the photo steadily, the heart in his chest was beating fast, the blood flowed quickly throughout his body, he could even hear the sound of his own blood flowing.

He couldn't admit that he was wrong, one was Zhao Anping who had been with him for a long time, the other was Lin Zhuo who had just met, and the only blood-related father in his memory!

what's the problem?

Trembling, he sneakily stuffed the photo into his pocket, Song Haozhe supported the table to force himself to calm down, Ms. Yang didn't notice Song Haozhe's strangeness, and walked over with another photo album.

"There's more here! Just watch, I'll go out and get you a glass of water."

Song Haozhe nodded, but did not speak.

It wasn't until Ms. Yang opened the door of the study that he began to breathe heavily.

What the hell is going on here?

His head started to hurt suddenly, Song Haozhe grabbed the edge of the table vigorously, but bursts of stabbing pain made him dizzy.

See the hell!

He closes his eyes...

He actually saw the picture of himself holding hands with Lin Sihang when he was a child!

The author has something to say:

I'm slowly starting to write Song Haozhe's memories...

Well, continue tomorrow.