slip through the net [criminal investigation]

Wei Jingyu was also adopted from the Love Welfare Institute.And he said that he grew up in the orphanage since he was a child, and he should have been abandoned in the orphanage when he was a baby.

Zhao Xinhe was adopted 23 years ago, and Jing Yu was adopted 21 years ago.

In other words, when the Zhao family went to adopt their child, Jing Yu, a perfectly healthy and non-disabled child, was in the orphanage, so why were they not allowed to adopt Jing Yu? "

"It's a bit strange..."

Ying Cheng couldn't help but imagine what Fu Jingyu would have been like if he had been adopted by the Zhao family. He thought of those dirty gloves and shook his head again.He couldn't imagine it.

Fu Jingyu has innate elegance and self-esteem. He seems to be born to sit at a desk and read with his head bowed. He is born to wear a spotless white shirt, like a lost prince, more like a lazy and graceful dog. s cat.

He really couldn't imagine that such a Fu Jingyu would wear this pair of gloves that were so dirty that the original color could not be seen, and went to wash people's cars.

While meditating, Qin Yile came back: "Boss!"

"How about it?"

He shook his head: "I've checked with the Traffic Management Office, it's useless, I'll take a licensed car."

Ying Cheng sucked his teeth and said, "I knew it." In all the cases related to this "X", usually all the clues were cleaned up.

"Boss, what's next?"

"Go and check the construction site where the deceased's father worked part-time, and find the introducer. Xie Lin, let's go."

"Where?"

Ying Cheng turned his head, his expression was a little sad, and he quickly changed his expression, and smiled foolishly: "Where else can I go? Go and investigate the social relationship of the deceased before his death."

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Xie Lin didn't know until he got to the place that Ying Cheng's "investigation of the deceased's social relations before his death" referred to going back to his home to ask Fu Jingyu.

Ying Cheng got out of the car and leaned against the car door to light a cigarette, and smiled mischievously: "Isn't Jing Yu the deceased's childhood playmate? It's always right to ask."

"After all, more than 20 years have passed, and he was less than ten years old at that time, so he may not remember much."

As he spoke, he frowned, took a step forward, snatched his cigarette and stamped it out, and cast a cold look, "Don't smoke, don't drink!"

Ying Cheng was taken aback: "Why are you acting like an old woman, you don't care if I'm a big man smoking a cigarette?"

"You are allergic! I just took anti-allergic medicine! Forgot? You still smoke, and you are not allowed to drink alcohol!"

After speaking, he went upstairs on his own, only Yingcheng shook his head dumbfoundedly, stretched out his hand and scratched, the rash caused by allergies was no longer itchy.

After Jiang Huan disappeared, Fu Jingyu assumed the responsibility of taking care of Yingcheng.At this time, he had just finished cleaning, with his long legs bent, he compressed himself into a very small ball in a posture that looked very uncomfortable, and shrank in the corner of the sofa.

As soon as Xie Lin pushed the door, it formed a convection with the open window, and the wind from the tall building stirred up the white curtains. He blinked and seemed to see Fu Jingyu smiling. God, that smile was gone.

"You are..." He immediately sat up straight, "Oh", "I remembered, I met you when I went to the Municipal Bureau that day, and you are Ah Cheng's colleague."

Xie Lin quickly nodded and said hello: "Yes. My name is Xie Lin. I used to be Yingcheng's deputy detachment leader. After he was injured, he became a regular. Now he is Yingcheng's immediate boss, right, Ying Cheng's deputy detachment leader?"

Ying Cheng poked his head from behind him, raised his foot and kicked him directly through the door: "Fuck you, you're an ass boss, I'm your father!"

After finishing speaking, he passed by the refrigerator and picked up a can of Coke and threw it to him. Xie Lin took the Coke and winked at Fu Jingyu: "The discipline is not strict, just kidding."

Fu Jingyu moved to the side to make room for him, and smiled softly: "You two seem to have a very good relationship."

Ying Cheng gave him another can of sweet milk, rolled his eyes and sat on the other side of him: "Nie Yuan."

"I love him like a father, but this brat is not very filial."

He gritted his teeth: "I see that your skin has been very itchy recently, do you need to be beaten?"

Fu Jingyu was sandwiched between the two of them, fearing that they would really fight, she quickly changed the subject: "By the way, aren't you at work at this point? Why are you home?"

Ying Cheng's face darkened, and there was a sense of pressure for no reason: "It's business."

"What business?"

Xie Lin coughed lightly, and then said: "A charred corpse was found this morning. The deceased was adopted in the Charity Orphanage 23 years ago. Ying Cheng told me that you were also from this Orphanage, so we want to find you Find out about the situation."

He was startled, and subconsciously looked at Yingcheng: "What? A charred corpse? Someone died? Or is it from the same orphanage as me?"

Ying Cheng stretched out his hand and beckoned: "Don't look at me, look at him. I'm just the driver who leads the way. Today is the detachment leader of the Criminal Investigation Detachment who is doing a visit and investigation."

He nodded awkwardly to Xie Lin: "Sorry."

Xie Lin smiled gently, but still stared at him firmly, not letting go of a slight change: "It's okay. I know it's hard for you to accept it for a while, and I don't want to pursue your life experience, but you may be able to give We provide some clues that may solve the case, can you recall?"

"I..." He subconsciously looked at Ying Cheng again, and quickly lowered his gaze after realizing that Ying Cheng's eyes were not on him at all, "23 years ago... I was only six years old, it's really hard to recall anything .”

"I know. At present, our police don't even know the name of the deceased before he was adopted, and children are adopted every year. You were still young at that time. It is true that you may not remember anything, so you are just providing some orphanage life. The details are also available. You also know that a person cannot be resurrected after death, and we can only complete the traces of this person's life through memory."

"But didn't you say that he was adopted 23 years ago? What's the use of knowing the details of his childhood? What's more, I left the orphanage at the age of eight, and I can't remember many details."

Xie Lin could hear some impatience in his tone, and quickly said: "Don't be nervous, we don't mean anything else. It's just...the deceased has mental retardation, he is not aggressive, like a child, we really can't think of why such a person would Incurring a murderous disaster, so it is necessary to verify all things related to him."

Fu Jingyu suddenly shrank even tighter, like a snail, he flinched desperately, trying to get into the shell, but he is not a snail, he has no shell to hide in.So he quietly glanced at Ying Cheng again.

After Ying Cheng finished drinking a can of Coke, he suddenly stood up and stretched, then walked to the balcony: "I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

Seeing his back, Xie Lin frowned, then relaxed, smiled softly, and said softly: "It doesn't matter, you can just tell me what you don't want to tell him."

Fu Jingyu finally looked at him, the tenderness in those eyes was like a deep sea with no bottom to be seen, he lowered his head in fright at just one glance, his heart was throbbing, his brows and eyes were complicated, and it took him a long time to say "thank you".

——He has been a prison in his own world, isolated for too long, and has even lost the courage to look at tenderness.

How can a dirty prostitute like him be worthy of the understanding and tolerance of other people's charity?

"How many children are there in the Love Welfare Institute? How old are they?"

"There are people of all ages, and sometimes newborn children are picked up at the entrance of the orphanage. Generally...about thirty."

"Thirty? That belongs to a relatively large orphanage. How many teachers are there?"

"Can't remember, seven or eight? Maybe."

"Are the children... healthy? I mean are there a lot of congenital disabilities or intellectual disabilities?"

"Probably a small half of the children are healthy, and the majority are unhealthy."

"Do you remember any kid with Dee in their name?"

"Di...don't remember."

"Or some other homonym, for example, for skin, or force?"

He shook his head: "It's been so long, I... can't even remember a single name."

"It's okay, then... I heard that this orphanage is in a relatively remote place?"

He thought for a while, and said in a very embarrassed way: "It seems that...we are under strict control and are not allowed to go out to play, so I don't have any impression."

"What about going to school?"

"go to school?"

Xie Lin blinked at his rhetorical question: "Yes, go to school. Didn't you go to school when you reached the school age? You were adopted at the age of eight, and you are also in elementary school, right?"

But he looked surprised, shook his head, and finally lowered his head: "No. It seems that...the children who were a little older than me didn't go to school at that time."

"What? Didn't go to school?"

He seemed to feel very ashamed, lowered his head even lower, and nodded silently.

Xie Lin quickly adjusted his tone: "Then do you have any impression of that child? Four years older than you, mentally handicapped."

"Sorry, I really..."

"It's okay. So, what about the relationship between the children, is there any conflict?"

He thought for a while, then shook his head: "It seems not. In fact, at that time, we didn't realize that we were abandoned children. We thought that all the children in the world were like us, and the older children would help the teachers. Take care of the children, if there is a new child, everyone will be very happy, play games together during the day, and sleep in the Datong bunk at night."

As he spoke, he smiled softly, a bright light flashed in his eyes: "Everyone is fine."

Seeing that Ying Cheng had finished smoking a cigarette quickly and came over, Xie Lin frowned and rolled his eyes, and immediately ended the inquiry: "