Dangerous Personality

When Xie Lin and Chi Qing visited the orphanage, as usual in the police station, everyone was dealing with citizens' issues at their respective stations, but there was one person who couldn't be free all the time.

Ji Mingrui went to Wu Zhibin's office from time to time: "Brother Bin, how is the case at the General Administration going?"

"Brother Bin, what can I do?"

"Hey, Brother Bin, I'm free today, should I do something?"

"..."

Wu Zhibin was haunted by Ji Mingrui wherever he went.

Holding the thermos, he felt that he was following a large dog that refused to leave after seeing the bones. At first, he tried to reason with Ji Mingrui: "There is a special person in the General Administration of this case, and our police station was responsible for assisting in the investigation. , now that the assistance mission is over, you can just return to your post, don't worry about it."

But Ji Mingrui refused to let him go. In the end, he was so annoyed that he randomly assigned him a task, as long as he stopped hanging around him: "Then you go to Tianxin Community and continue to investigate to see if there are any suspicious people coming in or out."

Ji Mingrui stood at attention and saluted: "Got it!"

Ji Mingrui drove to the entrance of Tianxin Community. The parking spaces in this old community are all on the ground, and people and vehicles are mixed.After he stopped the car, he rolled down the window and looked outside for a long time.In fact, Tianxin Community, as the place where "Z" haunted, should be a key area, but the last round of investigation found nothing.

This is actually not very reasonable.

Why did "Z" come here?

It is impossible for him to get on the bus from here for no reason, and then appear in this community that day.

But if he didn't have any traces of his life in this community, and he didn't know anyone, why did he appear here?

As soon as Ji Mingrui got close to Tianxin Community, he recalled that day, the feeling of being strangled by someone behind his throat was vivid in his memory, he raised his hand and touched his neck, and now he could feel a bit of cold body temperature.

Ji Mingrui thought for a while, and finally thought:

I don't know what his good brother who came back from the dead is doing now.

He sent a few messages to Chi Qing, but did not receive a reply. He got out of the car and wandered around the neighborhood. After walking a few steps, he accidentally bumped into a person. The woman was carrying a big bag and a small bag, and she walked with her head down and couldn't see her face. It was also because they walked with their heads down that they bumped into each other.

"Crash".

Things were scattered all over the place.

"Sorry," Ji Mingrui knelt down subconsciously to help pick up things, and when he raised his head again, he found that the woman had a very familiar face, "Ms. Yang?"

Yang Yan was dressed in the same way as when she was at the police station that day. She was still wearing old clothes, but she had changed her jacket into a gray sweater, making her whole person look gray.The things scattered on the ground were very miscellaneous, most of them were daily necessities, but Ji Mingrui noticed that there was a men's woolen sweater and a newly bought razor mixed in there.

...it's something for men.

Yang Yan hurriedly stuffed everything back into the bag, and then prepared to go home.

Ji Mingrui suddenly held her hand: "There are so many things, I'll take you back."

-What are you doing?

- what about the case

-Can you come back to me? It’s fine if you didn’t call me back when you pretended to be dead. Now that you’re alive, why don’t you call me back? ?

It had been more than an hour since Chi Qing saw these messages. During this hour, he and Xie Lin went through a bunch of files, and now they even have a headache when they see Chinese characters.

The records of the South China Orphanage ten years ago are fairly well-preserved, but because the address was moved once, they are not completely arranged in the correct chronological order. Most of the time in the past.

"There are a few children in the lost records," Chi Qing picked out the files related to "lost", "These three, two of them are too young, the murderer should not pick children under the age of five, and exclude them." Those who do not meet the age, then there is only one person left."

In the end, there was only a single file left in front of the two of them.

A thin portfolio is placed on the table.

The black pen writing on the cover came from ten years ago, and a series of numbers were scrawled: 101709262.

——Most of these children don’t have their own names, especially the abandoned babies who were abandoned at birth. They don’t have a surname, and no one gives them a name. What belongs to them is only a serial number.

The moment he opened the file, Chi Qing realized very clearly: This may be the closest they are to "Z".

Open the file, there is a photo pasted on the upper left corner of the first page.

The boy in the photo looked twelve or thirteen years old, with sharp outlines, thin lips, and drooping eyes. I don't know if it's because of the excessive white of the eyes, but when he looked straight at him, he had a very obvious sense of prey.This is a very aggressive face.

"It should be him." Chi Qing said.

Xie Lin asked: "Intuition?"

"Except for intuition," Chi Qing's fingers in black gloves landed on the string of codes, "the last '2' doesn't seem to be a number, it's not the same as the previous '2', it should be a 'Z'. "

"And his lost time is not right."

Chi Qing's finger slowly slid down, and landed on a series of numbers again: "This time is more than three months earlier than the first kidnapping case."

He met the killer three months before the first victim was killed.

In other words, Z who was ten years ago probably spent three months with the villain day and night.

Even someone like Xie Lin, who is good at simulating psychology, can hardly imagine what happened in the past three months.

Those who stayed in the South China Orphanage ten years ago are now scattered all over the place, and only a few remain in the city.

The process of finding them is longer than expected.

Xie Lin drove around the city for two full circles, interviewing the few people who were still in the city.

Some of them are already well-known company owners, some are elementary school teachers, and some are married and have children.

"Many of us don't have names, and the teachers usually call us Ali, Ahua, Xiaoqiang, Xiaogang... These names are not real names to us."

"They are not good to us, or how they treat us depends on whether we are obedient enough. The teachers in the orphanage are impatient and have no time to pay attention to the children's rebellion and petty emotions. To be honest, that time was the happiest time in my life. When I was gloomy, I was abandoned by others, and I didn’t know where I would be when I opened my eyes every day, whether someone would suddenly take me away.”

"There is nothing to be happy about being taken away. No one knows whether the new 'family' will like you or throw you back."

"At that time, I wanted to grow up quickly every day, so that I could work and earn money by myself when I grow up."

After listening to what they said, Xie Lin handed over the photo copied from the file and asked them, "Do you still remember this person?"

Someone shook his head, someone looked at the face in the photo for a long time, and said, "I have some impressions."

It's been ten years.

The information stored in people's memory will be replaced, and many things that were thought to be unforgettable will become blurred.

The person who vaguely remembered him is now a chef. He was wearing a white apron and smelled of oily smoke. When they found him, he was cooking in the back kitchen. The man put down what he was doing and wiped his hands on the apron. Take the photo.

He stared at the photo for a while before capturing some images from the depths of his memory.

"He..." The man opened his mouth, wanting to call the child in the photo, but he couldn't say anything, "He doesn't seem to have a name, oh, yes, he doesn't have a name, it's not that I can't remember, it's that He really doesn't have a name."

Xie Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, never expecting to hear such an answer: "No name?"

It was almost evening when they found this person, and there were people coming and going in the restaurant, and the sound of ordering food kept coming.

The smell of oily smoke and so many people in the restaurant made Chi Qing feel unable to breathe. He raised his hand and stood aside covering his mouth and nose with his cuff.

Chi Qing looked at the clock on the opposite wall without blinking.

"Tick".

The clock on the wall turned.

This is already the fifth day of the first round of games.

"He is the most disobedient among us. He doesn't like this way of naming cats and dogs casually on the side of the road, because he refused to answer the name and was locked in the punishment room."

"Then what do you usually call him?"

"'Hello,'" said the man, "we call him 'Hi' all the time."

"He often goes into the punishment room. Everyone is afraid of that place. It's very dark. There is nothing in it. It's like a small black room. Only he is not afraid. The longest time he was locked in there for seven days, the teacher almost forgot He was still inside, and he was close to a coma when he was released."

"..."

Xie Lin held the notebook in his hand, and he pressed the cap of the pen: "Can you think of anything else about him?"

"I can't remember too much, it's been too long. I remember that he was withdrawn, he didn't like to talk, and no one wanted to play with him, but his grades in class have always been good... Then he got lost. I heard that the teachers I went out and searched around, and it’s okay if I didn’t find it, anyway, he has always been disobedient, and in the impression of all of us, it will be a matter of time before he leaves the orphanage.”

The man thought for a while, but thought of another old thing: "Your... surname is Xie?"

The notebook Xie Lin was holding had his name written on it.

"What's wrong?" Xie Lin asked.

The man looked at the name on the notebook and continued: "This surname is very special. Back then, a big brother named Xie came to our orphanage and brought us a bag of candy. I remember it very clearly, because at that time too It’s bitter, and there’s very little sweets to eat.”

Xie Lin was still pressing the cap of the pen slowly before, but when he heard this sentence, his fingertips that were pressing the cap of the pen stopped suddenly.

Chi Qing didn't expect to hear Jianfeng's name during this visit.

The two returned to the car and sat in silence for a long time. Both of them were not in good condition. The lack of sleep made Chi Qing look even more "decadent".

He should think about what Xie Feng found out back then.

And why did you choose to tear off the page with the name "Z" written on it.

……

He should be thinking about these things.

But at this moment, he didn't focus all his thoughts on these most important issues.

Chi Qing blinked, then stretched out his hand that was tucked into his sleeve, wanting to comfort the people around him but didn't know how to do so. He noticed that Xie Lin seemed to want to light a cigarette, so he suddenly pressed Xie Lin and just took out the cigarette case: "Stop smoking."

Xie Lin raised his eyes.

Chi Qing continued unskilledly: "I... let you hug me."