The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

After Qu Linggong learned about the monitoring content and the progress of the case from the police, he vaguely confirmed that Zhang Junruo's disappearance was related to the office director who was convicted of a financial case and imprisoned for four years.

He urgently wanted to provide the information of the director of the office to the police, and wanted to tell the police how the man was waiting for Zhang Junruo in front of Xingyi School.

However, a key problem lies ahead.

In the last life, the time when he met the man was the cold winter of the first semester of the third year of high school, and this life is the end of the second semester of the second year of high school. At this time, the sun is fierce and the summer trees are green.

He was unable to explain the truth to the police, when and where he had seen this man stationed in front of the school gate.

Because of past life and present life, telling the police the truth like this is more like making trouble for no reason, which is too absurd. He wanted to mention the suspiciousness of this man to the police, but he didn't know what kind of relationship between the man and Zhang Junruo. What is the motive for kidnapping Zhang Junruo.

On the one hand, Qu Linggong sent people to continue to investigate the situation of the director of the office, including the specific process of being convicted and imprisoned.

On the other hand, call Han Xueru again and ask Han Xueru to recall what impression she had of the director of the office in charge of adoption affairs in the orphanage, or what noteworthy past happened.

Han Xueru didn't have a clue about the boy's disappearance, and she couldn't rest in a hurry. When Qu Linggong suddenly brought up the past, after thinking about it for a while, she also felt that the director of the office was very suspicious.

She described to Qu Linggong that when she and her husband went to the orphanage for the first time with apprehension, they saw Zhang Junruo among the children playing on the playground.

I have always wanted to find this boy through the school, have a good talk with him, and see if his personality and speech are suitable for adoption.

First, I found Sun, the director of the adoption office. This person was very good at sophistry and superficiality.

At that time, Zhang Junruo was only eleven or twelve years old, and it should be easy to find among the children in the fifth and sixth grades of the elementary school, but the office director insisted that there was no such child, saying that children from the surrounding homes would also come to play in the orphanage. But they all have parents.

After a long time, Han Xueru and Zhang Yan died and continued to search for the boy's thoughts, but through this incident, both of them found that they had strengthened their confidence in adoption, and they really wanted to give their parents' love for their children to him. A poor and lonely child.

They couldn't find the boy who made people move at a glance, so they planned to find other children who were suitable for their family to adopt. As a result, after a while, the boy appeared again, and he took the initiative to find them.

Han Xueru and Zhang Yan saw the boy as well-behaved and sensible, with clear speech, clear rules, and a handsome face similar to "Zhang Jun", so they were more attracted to him.

After explaining the situation to the director of the office, the director of the office had a gloomy face and stated a lot of bad things about the boy with some gaffes. On the surface, he had good intentions, but in fact he said that the boy was withdrawn, out of gregarious, deep-minded, very He can act and looks innocent, but he has a lot of ghost ideas inside, and even said that the boy's hands and feet are dirty and he likes to steal things from school.

He also said that it was for this reason that he persuaded the two to choose him, and that he had told them that there was no such a boy in the orphanage.

However, Han Xueru and Zhang Yan had contacted and talked with the boy. Both of them are engaged in education work, and they believe that they have been teachers for many years, and they will not be fooled by a child of eleven or twelve years old.

The boy's eyes were clear and bright, shining with a pure and beautiful light, and his demeanor was very polite and reserved. On the contrary, it was the office director with cloudy eyes and dark eyes.

During their contact with the office director some time ago, they felt that the office director was smooth in words and deeds, eloquent, good at sophistry, and had an official air tainted by power, so they didn't have a good impression of him.

The couple discussed it, and decided to adopt the child who was very eye-catching in the crowd and searched for several days.

In the fifth year of dating, it turned out that their choice was right. The boy was just introverted and seemed to have some serious concerns, so it gave people a sense of distance, but he didn't have the problems that the office director said.Zhang Junruo is a very kind and innocent child.

Han Xueru recalled this past, and combined with Zhang Junruo's mysterious disappearance, she felt that the words and deeds of the office director were very suspicious. From Qu Linggong, she learned that this man had been imprisoned for four years for economic crimes and had just been released from prison in the past six months. I feel even more suspicious about this person.

According to Qu Linggong's instructions, Han Xueru clearly reported the situation of Zhang Junruo's adoption back then, as well as her suspicions about the director of the office, to the police. As the boy's direct guardian, the police took it very seriously without any clues. Based on the suspicious points provided by Han Xueru, the investigation was carried out according to this line of thinking.

In the internal database of the police, the file of the middle-aged man was retrieved, and it was found that the man had been imprisoned for economic crimes, but he did not find a reasonable motive for the man’s possible kidnapping of Zhang Junruo in the written text displayed in the file. .

Because the boy suspected of being kidnapped is only 17 years old, introverted and quiet, with excellent grades, a top student in a prestigious school, and the scope of his relationships is also very simple.The police only obtained the only clue provided by Han Xueru, and pursued it to the end very dedicatedly. They found him in the rental house where he was temporarily living, and brought him back to the police station for further questioning.

According to the results of the police inquiry, the former director of the office of the Orphan Welfare Institute in S City, named Sun Hengcai, is 52 years old this year. He was involved in corruption and bribery economic cases. He was imprisoned for 4 years and 5 months. He has been released for 7 months after serving his sentence. He is now working. In a private company, he is responsible for security guards. The night watch hours are from 10:6 pm to [-]:[-] am. The daytime is relatively free. According to him, he sleeps at home during the day.

The police learned that Sun Hengcai was on duty last night as usual, and that he got off work at 6 am, which coincided with 7:10 am when the boy disappeared. It can be said that he had criminal time, but the motive is still unclear.

The police learned some things from the employees of the private company. Sun Hengcai is a bit of a eccentric person. He doesn't like to wear security uniforms. He also wears a crisp gray suit on duty in summer. He speaks very politely. From a distance, he doesn't look like a night watchman in a duty room The security guard looks like the old principal somewhere.

When the police took Sun Hengcai away for questioning, Qu Linggong was not idle, and directly found Sun Hengcai's current rented house through channels. Because he had memories of his previous life, he felt that this man must have something to do with Zhang Junruo's disappearance, so he was anxious Then, the door of Sun Hengcai's room was violently pried open.

Qu Linggong knew that the police would handle the case strictly in accordance with the procedures, but he had experienced parting with Zhang Junruo, unable to stand still and wait for the news, and waited for death.

The gentle and lovely boy in his family didn't know where he was being taken and what he was suffering. He felt as if he was being roasted on a fire. He was so anxious and anxious that he couldn't wait for a second.

Qu Linggong stood in the middle of the dark and narrow rental house, squinted his eyes, and looked around the whole room like a falcon. In the old rental house with only one room, there was a faint musty smell of damp, reminiscent of a certain place. An image of a slippery reptile creeping furtively into cracks.

The furniture was only an old wooden bed and an equally old desk. The room was a bit messy, and the bedding on the bed hadn't been folded yet.

Qu Linggong opened the closet, and saw that there were clear smoky gray suits and a garment steamer neatly placed in the closet. The feeling was very strange, reminiscent of monsters wearing human skin to revive their souls, and couldn't help but wrinkle. frowned.

From the person who commissioned the investigation, he got a few photos of the man when he was the office director. The photos were probably taken at some activities and meetings of the orphanage. Sanctimonious.

Qu Linggong closed the wardrobe that made him feel uncomfortable, and quickly searched every hidden corner of the cramped room, but found no clues related to Zhang Junruo's disappearance, only found a locked drawer at the bottom of the desk.

The drawer was locked tightly, but in Qu Linggong's eyes, it was useless.He repeated the same trick, violently prying open the drawer two or three times, and when he opened it, he gasped, and a cold shiver ran down his spine.

There are several photos of Zhang Junruo scattered in the drawer, two or three of which are the latest ones, which seem to be cut from the school magazine "Xing Memories", and more are photos of Zhang Junruo when he was a child. , Five years ago, he still looked like a primary school student, and the photos were taken in a neat and orderly manner. It seems that the one-inch ID photos from different periods were enlarged and saved.

The boy was even thinner then than now. Standing in front of the red background, his chin was pointed and very slender, his cheeks were sunken, and he had no flesh at all. Instead, his beautiful black pupils made him darker and clearer. With a touch of melancholy.

Qu Linggong looked at those photos, with a stern and stern expression on his face, a strong anger and murderous intent rose from his tense back, his well-articulated hand bones were clenched by his side, and the roots of his teeth were clenched subconsciously. , I can't wait to kill that person now.

Seeing these hidden photos, the last doubt in his heart disappeared. He was sure that this scumbag kidnapped Zhang Junruo.

Combined with the previous life, something happened to Zhang Junruo shortly after this man appeared, Qu Linggong was even a little certain that Zhang Junruo's tragic death was also related to this scumbag.

The furious expression made Qu Linggong look as fierce and terrifying as an evil god who came out of hell in the dim rental house.

He couldn't imagine how vicious this middle-aged man had collected so many photos of Zhang Junruo, and how viciously he was spying on his baby's every move with such a despicable and sinister gaze.

Qu Linggong took out his mobile phone, took a few photos of the indoor situation and the man's private possession as evidence, and then sorted out Zhang Junruo's photos one by one and put them in his pocket. The identity of the man's prime suspect.

On the other hand, it was also because he didn't want the man's evil and wretched eyes to tarnish the pure and peaceful young man of his family.

After packing up Zhang Junruo's photos, Qu Linggong found a dark and mysterious photo album with a black cover at the bottom of the drawer. Zhang Junruo's whereabouts are unknown now. It has been 16 hours and the situation is not optimistic. Any clues that can provide clues , Qu Linggong will not let it go easily.

He stretched out his hand to open the black photo album, and the pictures that came into his eyes were very obscene, dark and unsightly, which caused dense itching on his back, numbness all over his body as if he had been crawled by underground poisonous insects, and his stomach turned.

In the album, one by one, there are compactly packed full pages of photos, all of which are boys aged five or six, six or seven years old. The perspectives of the photos are close-ups of their immature bodies, and occasionally some show their faces The photo also shows the appearance of being blindfolded with a black cloth.

In the photo, there are close-ups of the body from multiple angles, and even disturbing scenes of bondage.

It can be seen from the photos that the photographer's gaze is very obscene and dirty, which makes people feel disgusted irresistibly.

Qu Linggong couldn't imagine that such a well-dressed, dignified scum with the face of an old professor of literature and history once held a lot of power that was closely related to the fate of orphans in the orphanage where children gathered.

He didn't dare to think deeply about how his simple and introverted baby would be treated and suffer in the hands of this scumbag.

Qu Linggong felt that his whole body was being attacked by distortion and gloom, but he heard the sound of the door opening behind him.

He knew that the police hadn't found Sun Hengcai's motive for committing the crime, so he would naturally let him come back first, and he didn't panic at all.

In his heart, Qu Linggong even vaguely expected that this scumbag would appear sooner. He couldn't wait with his tightly clenched fists, and wanted to knock this cloaked beast to the ground in the next second.

The door opened a crack, and a tall and thin figure stood outside the door, against the light in the corridor, his face could not be seen clearly.

He stood still, and the long, narrow and thin shadow came in. The scene was like the scene of ghosts appearing in horror movies, with a gloomy, damp and disgusting feeling.

Wearing that disgusting smoky gray suit, Sun Hengcai walked in slowly. When he saw the handsome and tall young man in the middle of the room, the man's cloudy eyes froze behind his silver-rimmed glasses, and he was only stunned for a few seconds. A snort full of contempt came out of his nose.

Sun Hengcai swept Qu Linggong's tall and thin body up and down with sinister and greasy eyes, his reptile-like wet gaze even lightly passed over the dark photo album in Qu Linggong's hand.

Her voice was hoarse and low, with disdain in her tone: "Why are you?"

"You know me?" Qu Linggong suppressed the urge to pounce on the man and tried to keep calm, his fists were clenched by his side, but his rationality told him that the most important thing was through this man Zha found Zhang Junruo's whereabouts.

The man pulled the corners of his mouth, snorted and smiled, the loose folds around his mouth were twisted together, looking very ferocious, his obscene eyes moved back to Qu Linggong, carefully sizing up and down the young man's perfect and vigorous body With a young body, he commented: "I have grown taller and stronger—tsk tsk—so tall, with such broad shoulders, big and thick, and quite popular... Those people really don't understand aesthetics... It's a pity— — not as immature and charming as when I was a child."

An inexplicable tremor rolled over the boy's straight back unexpectedly, not because of fear, not because of panic, but just because of this person's wretchedness and indecentness, because of a strong sense of physical disgust.

Qu Linggong has never had such a moment, feeling that another man can be so nauseating.

Qu Linggong suppressed the disgusting feeling in his stomach. The man's "comment" just now also revealed an important message to him. He not only knew Zhang Junruo, but also knew himself, and paid attention to himself. Mr. Qu, who had no memory, remembered silently down this point.

"The police released you, a scumbag?" He wanted to get more information out of the man's mouth, and said casually.

The man didn't think it was disobedient, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he looked at Qu Linggong meaningfully, and said: "The old office director is asking me, the old office director, after the little boy is lost. Don't you think it's too ridiculous? I have a lot of grades. How can I remember that little kid, and what motive do I have to arrest him? I am a good citizen who loves my job and works hard, and actively cooperates with the police investigation, so of course I will let him go after the questioning."

Qu Linggong gritted his teeth and couldn't help but sternly said, "You fart!"

He weighed the black photo album in his hand and said, "You pervert, with just a few things, you can be put in prison for a few more years!"

Sun Hengcai leisurely glanced at the things in Qu Linggong's hand, and said with a chuckle, "A little hairy child is a small hairy child. Before the hair is fully grown, they talk about the affairs of adults. Adults have special ways to relieve stress. Yes. It’s a personal hobby, it’s a private collection, it’s not harmful to society, it’s not against the law, what charges are you accusing me of?”

With gloomy and cloudy eyes, he looked at Qu Linggong's stern and livid handsome face, and laughed out loud: "I'll tell you to break into a private house and let you squat in the detention center for a few days... maybe when you come out, it's just in time Go to the police and find the kid's body...you can still see the last time...the big star...hahahaha..."

The old man's hoarse laughter was as gloomy and piercing as a night owl's howling. Qu Linggong's eyes flashed fiercely, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed over and grabbed the man's collar, his muscles tensed to death. , the whole person was filled with a strong killing intent.

He slammed the man against the wall, made a loud bang, and asked sharply, "Where is Zhang Junruo? Where is he?"

The man's wrinkled face was calm and calm, facing Qu Linggong's fury, he showed no fear, and under the young man's fierce gaze, he casually laughed: "Who knows? Ask me, I'll Ask who?"

Qu Linggong tightened his grip on the man's collar: "Is he still alive?"

The man spoke impeccably, as if he was on guard against Qu Linggong having a recorder on him. He pretended to be dazed and said haha: "Who knows? Maybe he's still alive, maybe he's dead. You don't usually watch the news. What about missing people? There are all kinds of situations, and it may have sunk in the sea and fed the fish..."

The man was very scheming and very cunning, he couldn't find any useful information from the man, Qu Linggong was furious, he lifted the man up again and pressed him against the wall, tightening the big hand around the man's neck inch by inch , asked: "Tell me, where is he? Otherwise, I will strangle you, old bastard."

The middle-aged man blushed from being pinched by Qu Linggong, but hooked the corners of his old wrinkled mouth, and pretended to remind him kindly: "Kill me...you, you...you will never find him... ..."

Qu Linggong also knew this truth very well, so he relaxed a little bit.

Sun Hengcai paused, then quietly added: "I... I also listened to what the police said... That kid has been missing for 16 hours, and no one knows where he is..."

The man's sinister gaze swept across Qu Linggong's handsome face with a half-smile, and he said meaningfully: "16 hours, time is running out. Actually, what I said just now was not accurate, maybe, I killed you." I and you can find him too. If it is fast, it will only take ten days and a half months... If it is slow, it will be one year, two years, three to 50 years... It is possible... But if you find it, what will it be? Tsk tsk— —”

The man nonchalantly explained the core of the problem. If Zhang Junruo was still alive, if he was locked up somewhere by the scum in front of him, it might be a dark and closed room, or it might be a huge suitcase. How long can the boy last without air?

Qu Linggong lowered his eyelashes, his eyes flickered quickly, and inappropriately flashed across the bed of bones that he glimpsed in the "bone picking room" in the previous life in his mind.

The man slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, with a cruel smile, appreciating the fear and horror on the young man's face, and said quietly: "But, even if you find that criminal, what's the use of it? You kill him to vent your anger, and then you can kill him." It is impossible to know the whereabouts of that kid, and if you don’t kill him, he won’t tell you.”

"Do you think that someone would be so stupid? Once he tells where the kid is, won't he be charged with kidnapping? It's better to bite to death who doesn't know."

Sun Hengcai's meaning was very clear, he would not tell where Zhang Junruo was.

The dilemma was clearly placed in front of Qu Linggong.No matter how he treats the vicious and vicious man in front of him, no matter whether he cuts him into pieces or leaves him unscathed, he will never know the whereabouts of his lover from this scumbag's mouth.

A tyrannical emotion surged up in Qu Linggong's heart, he reached into his trouser pocket, took out a photo of Zhang Junruo, threw it fiercely at the man's face, and shouted angrily: "Do you think you can get away with it like this? The photos are enough to prove that you are related to Zhang Junruo's disappearance!"

"Hehe——" the man chuckled coldly, "What do children know? I've been in it before, so I know better than you. A few photos of other people are nothing, and you don't need to be responsible for other people's deaths. You also Having said that, it may be related. These things are submitted to the police, and the police will only conduct 24-hour interrogation on me. 24-hour interrogation is nothing to me, as long as there is no conclusive evidence, what can I do?"

Qu Linggong frowned deeply after hearing the man's words, his face was frosty.

The man was very satisfied with Qu Linggong's expression, and said coldly: "I have a lot of 24 hours, but your little cutie doesn't have many 24 hours..."

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