Chapter 47 Humbert Humbert Fourteen

Chapter 47 Humbert Humbert Fourteen

"Hello, classmate Su Luozhan? I'm Teacher Wang from the Children's Palace. The one who gave you the registration cards when the school started, remember?"

"Remember, hello Teacher Wang."

"You haven't slept so late? Are your parents around now? The teacher wants to have a word with them. There is something I need to ask you, but you have to ask your parents for permission first."

"Dad hasn't come back yet, mom is sick and fell asleep and can't wake up, just tell me directly."

"Oh... well, I'll just ask a little bit. That's right, there's a kid in the art class named Zhang Yuchen who got lost after school today. Someone said they saw you playing together. Do you remember where you saw her last time? Is it?"

silence.

"Hey, classmate Su Luozhan, are you still there?"

"...Yes, I'm sorry teacher, my signal is not good, you mean the art class..."

"Student Zhang Yuchen, the one with a small braid."

"Oh, we went to the small park to play together for a while. There were many people, and there were several other classes. After that, everyone left, and we don't know where she went."

"Really? Well, you rest early and don't be late for class tomorrow."

"Good teacher, don't forget to tell us if you find it, I'm also very worried."

Lang Qiao turned off the recording of the phone call: "Because this child has no guardians around him, and the words are roughly the same as the others, the teacher didn't ask any more questions. How do you think this conversation sounds? I still find it unbelievable, but I am against Come and think, if the suspect is a child, then why Qu Tong would be willing to get into a stranger's car under extreme fear, and why Tao and I couldn't find anything in the various monitoring can explain it. Also... so creepy."

Luo Wenzhou pushed Su Luozhan's profile in front of her: "I'll show you something scarier."

Su Luozhan's emergency contact column is filled with "Su Xiaolan", and the relationship is "mother and daughter".

Several police cars rushed to the address where Su Luozhan had registered—it was a neighborhood with decent conditions. In the middle of the night, everything was silent, and the dozing doorman woke up, staring blankly at the documents in Luo Wenzhou’s hand.

"Do you have a mother and daughter surnamed Su?"

The security guard stared into each other's eyes: "No, no, I don't know, I, I, I just came..."

"Go to the property and take out the roster of previously registered owners." Luo Wenzhou said quickly, "Be careful, if this girl is really the suspect we are looking for, then the situation will be very special, she will be more unstable than the average adult. , must not irritate her, in case the victim is still alive, we must not cause immeasurable consequences."

"Team Luo, at 401!"

"Remember and act."

In the corridor on the fourth floor, a group of people were hiding in the corner of the stairs. Luo Wenzhou raised his chin and motioned for Lang Qiao to knock on the door.

Lang Qiao vigorously rubbed his cold face, which seemed to have been slapped with the ròu toxin. With the most kind expression in his life, he stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Is anyone home?"

No one pays attention to her.

Lang Qiao's heart was a little abrupt - she was used to being vicious at ordinary times, but when she asked her to perform "kindness" at first, her professionalism was a little out of place.

She squeezed her throat and said softly and tenderly, "Is anyone home? I'm a tenant who just moved in upstairs. My house seemed to seep a little water just now. I'm sorry, it didn't flow down, right?"

Still no sound.

The accompanying technician quietly handed over a peeping mirror, Lang Qiao fastened it on the "cat's eye", bent down slightly, and peered into the room.

There was no one at the gate. She could see the living room at the end of the porch at a glance. The house was dimly lit, with only a light in the middle of the living room. Lang Qiao took a closer look and found that the source of the light was actually an incense case with electric lights flashing on both sides. Red candles and ever-bright lamps, for a black-and-white photo in the middle.

The face of the woman, Yinsen, was shimmering slightly from the incense case, and she looked at her coldly. A chill rose up the back of Lang Qiao's back, and he leaned back subconsciously.

Luo Wenzhou cast a questioning look at her.

Lang Qiao shuddered, shook his head quickly, raised his hand and knocked on the door again: "Is there anyone? If it is inconvenient to open the door, you can just answer me. I just want to ask you if there is any water seeping here."

An awkward silence filled the small corridor. Luo Wenzhou suddenly stretched out his hand and asked Lang Qiao to step back: "Open the door."

Lang Qiao was taken aback: "Boss..."

There is no evidence, no witnesses, they have not even obtained the corresponding documents, everything is subjective...

"It's alright," Luo Wenzhou said in a deep voice, "I'll be responsible if there is a problem, open it up."

Several detectives and technicians rushed forward and pried open the door.

An indescribable smell rushed towards the face - it was a mixture of the strange scent of candles, the midsummer cháo smell and the sultry heat that had not been opened for a long time, fermented into a smell that was close to decay.

But there was no one in the house.

The house is not big, at most fifty or sixty square meters, a standard one room and one living room, but only the black and white portrait of Su Xiaolan stands alone here, giving a strange sense of emptiness.

The portrait is facing a double room in the living room, the silk cover is dull, there is a bottle of dark nail polish and half a box of cigarettes on the head.

The space in the next bedroom is smaller, and it can be seen that it is the place where the little girl lives. There is a row of cheap dolls with dull faces on the small single room. They sit side by side and look at the door collectively. They are wearing pieces of water. floral dress.

"My God," Lang Qiao opened the wardrobe in the girl's room, and there were no exceptions. They were full of floral dresses. What's even weirder was that the colors of the clothes corresponded with the skirts on the doll's body. Lang Qiao's arms There was a row of pimples on the top, "Is this where people live?"

Luo Wenzhou put on gloves and rummaged in the closet. Suddenly, he found a small box in the pile of clothes.

He found the buckle and popped the lid of the box with a "click". The sound of "To Alice" was released from the fèng gap of the small box. This is a storage box with music box function. It is probably due to the lack of electricity, and the piano sound is a little off. The sound is procrastinated and grotesque.

Afterwards, several detectives around could see the contents of the box.

Lang Qiao covered his mouth—in the box was a naked doll, with one arm and one leg removed, and the stumps were spread out in three ways in a mass of bloodstained cloth.

The sliver is made of cotton, with lively little white flowers blooming in clusters—

"This is Qu Tong's dress. Her parents took a photo of her wearing this dress from home to show us. I remember that the quality of the dress was not very good, and the lines on the side were also fèng with some patterns, which looked very It's uneven..." Lang Qiao said with difficulty, pointing to one of the stitched cloth strips, "It's... that's it."

Luo Wenzhou closed the lid with a sinking face: "Take it back for testing."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, there was a circle of lush mold, spreading arrogantly. In front of the carved mirror with a missing corner, there were two sets of dental appliances, a row of lipsticks of different colors, and several cotton swabs that were used and not thrown away.

"Why did she tell the teacher at the time, 'Mom is sick and fell asleep and can't wake up, and Dad hasn't come back yet'?" Luo Wenzhou looked around and said in a deep voice, "But there is no trace of a man's life here. Who is the 'daddy' you are talking about? Are you sure the number location just now is nearby?"

"Captain Luo, I found the cell phone she just used to make calls." A criminal policeman carefully picked up an old cell phone with many scratches from under the small coffee table in the living room, flipped through it and reported, "There are some in the communication records. That phone call from the teacher!"

In other words, the girl was just here!

Luo Wenzhou turned around abruptly: "But what about people now?"

After all, Su Luozhan was a child. She didn't know how much surveillance was in the Children's Palace. She probably never thought that she could be filmed on the cao field. Then in the middle of the night, when she received the teacher's call at midnight, would she panic and realize that she had been exposed?

What will she do?

And most importantly, where is Zhang Yuchen?

Qu Tong disappeared in the wilderness. The person who took her was wearing size 42 shoes and could drive, so she couldn't be such a small girl. That means that the mysterious "father" beside Su Luozhan is very likely to be an accomplice.

Right now, Zhang Yuchen is obviously not in the small apartment where the portrait is kept, so is she an accomplice? If that's the case, then Su Luozhan was disturbed by the phone call, would she run to find her accomplice?

If Chenchen is still alive during this period, will they take the risk and "get rid of" Chenchen in advance?

Will the child survive until dawn?

A midsummer night is like a piece of heated caramel, thick and sticky, the girl ran quickly through the silent street, her own "da-da" footsteps sounded like a monster following her, and occasionally there was a little bit of wild cats and dogs around. The movement can make her heart skip a beat. The girl headed into an old "small second floor".

The so-called "small second floor" is a building twenty or thirty years ago. It is a row of buildings, usually only two to three stories high. There is a yard in front of each small building, and the yard is about enough space to plant a grapevine. At first glance, it looks like a villa. In fact, the space inside is very narrow and the conditions are not good. Often, several families share a small courtyard. It is said to have been demolished soon.

The girl tried twice before she managed to align the key with the lock, rushed in, grabbed the phone behind the door, and quickly dialed a number. The phone was connected, and there were long waiting sounds, each of which knocked on her heart. She unconsciously stretched out her long nails and anxiously grabbed the mottled wall.

However, the call hung up automatically after a dozen beeps.

The girl opened her eyes wide, as if she couldn't believe that the other party dared not answer her call. She didn't give up, and quickly dialed the number again, but still no one answered.

This girl was really pretty, with almond-shaped eyes, round cheeks, and a small pointed chin, more like a doll than those plastic bargains, her innocence and femininity blended beautifully, but then a terrible grievance crept up. On her little face, she suddenly threw the phone against the wall without warning, screaming hysterically.

At this moment, a "woooo" sound suddenly came from the dark room, like the sobbing of a small animal.

The mad girl turned her head abruptly and turned on the wall lamp with a blank expression.

The person tied up in a small ball in the corner shrank in fear of light, looking through tears in disbelief—

That was the missing morning.

At this time, Chenchen's family was still waiting anxiously at the entrance of the Children's Palace.

Tao Ran went out to answer the phone, came back to avoid Chenchen's family, and whispered something to Fei Du.

"You mean adult male accomplice?" Fei Du frowned slightly. "You mean, they used the girl first to lead Chenchen to the small park, and then the man appeared, attacked and took her away."

Tao Ran: "What?"

"No... I thought something was a bit strange just now." Fei Du lifted his unfortunate arm, turned around a few times, and whispered to himself, "It's so strange—Mr. Zhang just after five o'clock. He called his daughter when he was out of date and turned it off. That is to say, the kidnapping plan was already in progress at that time. When he tried to open Chenchen's mobile phone through the remote software, he failed, indicating that Chenchen should have been controlled by the prisoner, but the prisoner still Didn't start to deal with the follow-up. The girl deliberately left the phone, it should be at least after six o'clock, why?"

"Even if an adult man is paralyzed, it will never take him an hour to control a child like Chenchen." Fei Du paused, "And after doing all this, the girl reinstalled the battery of Chenchen's phone. Come on, deliberately throw it away and take it away - why is that?"

Now that the battery has been removed, the mobile phone can be disassembled and thrown separately along the way, which is convenient and safe, and the police dogs can't find it.

The reason for temporarily diverting the police's vision is obviously unreasonable, because even children who have watched TV series should know that the policeman handling the case cannot be the only one, and it is not so easy to take care of one thing and another.

And if the person who picked it up—or that the person who stole the phone happened to see her, wouldn’t it increase the risk?

"Is there any possibility that when Xiling kidnapped a little girl, it was a coordinated crime, but this time, for some reason, the man is not there, only the girl, so it will take longer for her."

Tao Ran was stunned for a moment, and grabbed Fei Du's shoulder: "This girl is limited by her physical ability and cannot complete the nüè killing independently... and the whole process of recording, but she knows the remote software on Chenchen's mobile phone, and her parents will definitely try it. By looking for children in this way, she is torturing parents in disguise, which is similar to the purpose of sending audio recordings!"

Give you hope, let you search desperately, and let you despair.

It's just that she didn't expect that there was a little deviation in time, and she delayed longer than expected.

"If that's the case, then it's impossible for her to drag a girl about her own age away by herself. It can only be abducted," Fei Du glanced at his mother who was crying again from a distance, "Chenchen Zai Ming knew that her father would definitely When looking for her, why would you agree to go with each other?"

Tao Ran took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I didn't bring my phone today, but my home is closer to the Children's Palace. Maybe your father has already come to the school to look for you. It's easy to miss each other. You can go to my house and call him. "

"This distance must be very close, much closer than the Children's Palace. It is a convenient and comfortable distance for children."

Tao Ran grabbed the map and said, "One kilometer... no, within five hundred meters..."

There is an old residential area that is about to be demolished.

"Wait a minute," Tao Ran said, "I don't think I've heard of this address before."

Luo Wenzhou and the others turned Su Luozhan's house upside down, focusing on all possible men's supplies, and they wanted to find clues about that mysterious man.

Lang Qiao opened a drawer, and after pouring it out, she found that it contained documents such as the household registration book, ID card, various admission notices, etc. She only took out the medical record book and flipped through it, and took a general look at the rest. Just throw it aside and spread it out on the ground.

Luo Wenzhou swept his gaze from above, and after a while, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he squatted down and picked up the real estate licenses—two real estate licenses.

One of them is this one-bedroom, one-bedroom apartment, and the other is a dormitory building for workers in a factory that was subscribed by individuals during the housing reform. The room is older than Su Xiaolan.

"Little Qiao'er, please confirm with me," Luo Wenzhou said. "Twenty years ago, when Su Xiaolan was a child, was this the registered address of her?"

Lang Qiao didn't know the reason, but instinctively obeyed him, and went to investigate immediately, just before she could find out why, the criminal policeman Luo Wenzhou sent to follow Xu Wenchao suddenly called and came in: "Captain Luo, we are in Xu Wenchao's room. There was a wiretap inside, and two consecutive phone calls just came in. He definitely heard it, but he didn't answer—could he have found himself being targeted? Oh, we also checked the number that called, it was a landline, address is……"

Luo Wenzhou: "Unit 3 at the intersection of Juvenile Road Trading Company."

The detective in charge of stalking was taken aback: "Captain Luo, how did you know?"

At the same time, Lang Qiao rushed in: "Boss, when Su Xiaolan cooperated with the investigation as the victim, the mailing address in the personal information provided is this!"

Luo Wenzhou: "Go!"