Chapter 1: Sniping
Welcome to Jiupin Literature, search for "Jiupin Literature" in any search engine to quickly enter this site. This site permanently provides free downloads of high-quality and txt format services without pop-up windows! Standing at the door of Room 201, Unit 3, Building 8, Anju Community, Gu Hanhao felt excited and nervous. Would he finally learn the truth or would he end up with nothing? Was this Han Qingren the same as the Uncle Han in the photo? Even if he was, if he insisted that everything was just a coincidence, then there was nothing he could do about it.
Gu Hanhao solemnly pressed the doorbell and then knocked on the door with his curved fingers.
The door opened and a middle-aged woman poked her head out, cautiously asking: "Who are you looking for?"
Gu Hanhao and Ling Lan exchanged a glance, because this woman was not the wife of Uncle Han in the photo. The woman in the photo was petite, while this woman was sturdy and rough.
"Hello, I'm a police officer. I'd like to ask you some questions."
The woman stared intently at Gu Hanhao's ID, as if trying to verify its authenticity, glancing back and forth between the ID and Gu Hanhao's face.
"Who is it?" A man's voice came from inside the room, accompanied by the sound of footsteps in slippers.
The door opened wider, and Gu Hanhao saw the man and woman living in this house, who were completely different from the "Uncle Han" and his wife in the photo.
The man saw the documents and immediately warmly invited Gu Hanhao and Ling Lan to enter.
The two of them walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa, only to discover that the decoration style of this house was after 2000, completely different from what they saw in the photos. Had they found the wrong place and person?
"Excuse me, are you Han Qingren?" Gu Hanyao asked.
"Yes," the man nodded, looking at Han Hao's somewhat disbelieving expression, and even took out his ID card, "I'm Han Qingren, genuine article, haha."
A rough-looking woman also rummaged through her bag and pulled out her ID card, "I'm Han Qingren's wife, Ma Yulian, the real deal."
Gu Hanhao and Ling Lan were left speechless by them, took their ID cards, looked at them and returned them.
Gu Hanhao and Ling Lan both knew that this Han Qingren was not the "Uncle Han" they were looking for, but according to the community aunt's query results, only this family met the conditions.
"Mr. Han, how many years have you lived here?" Since he had come, Gu Hanyao didn't plan to leave just like that. He thought, perhaps these two people knew more than Aunt Chai from the community.
Han Qingren immediately replied, "In 1995, when the residential area was completed, we moved in and have been living here for over a decade."
Ling Lan handed the photo to Gu Hanhao, who understood her intention and passed it to Han Qingren. He pointed to a couple in the photo with his finger and asked, "Take a close look, have these two people ever lived in your neighborhood?"
Han Qingren took the photo and looked at it for three seconds, but his face suddenly changed color. Ma Yulian saw her husband's change in expression, snatched the photo away, and after looking at it for two seconds, she was also shocked with her mouth agape.
"How is it? Recognized?" Gu Hanhao asked eagerly.
Ma Yulian shook her head, "I don't know any of these people on here, but the background of this photo, I recognize, that's our home!"
Han Qingren also explained, "That's right, this wall, the calendar on the wall, the TV cabinet, the piggy bank on the TV cabinet, and this chair, this curtain, this is our home! But these people, we don't know any of them! Who are they? How can they be in our house? We didn't know anything about it! Comrade police officer, what's going on?"
After inquiring, it turned out that Han Qingren's house had been renovated in 2001. The photo was taken before the renovation. Han Qingren then brought out a family album, which contained photos of him and his relatives and friends, many of which were taken in this room before the renovation. Gu Hanyu and Ling Lan carefully examined the photos, studied the details, and found that the background of the photos from Han's house was the same as the background of Ling's photo.
"'This photo,' Ma Yulian, Han Qingrui's wife hesitantly asked, 'wasn't it taken between 1996 and 1998?'"
"How did you know?" Ling Lan asked excitedly.
Han Qingren slapped his thigh, "During that time, my wife and I went abroad to work, and this house was empty for three years! After working abroad and earning some money, we saved up and finally had the heart to renovate the house again. It must have been during that time that someone sneaked into my home and took photos!"
Gu Hanhao thought to himself, this isn't just a matter of sneaking into your home, I'm afraid he also secretly used your hospitality to entertain guests, not only occupying your home for a day, but also occupying your identity.
Ma Yulian looked anxious, "Hey, Old Han, do you still remember? After I came back from abroad, I told you that some things at home were not in their original places. You said I was mistaken. I was worried that our house had been burglarized, so I checked everywhere and found nothing missing. However, it seemed like some things had been moved."
Han Qingren and Ma Yulian stared at Gu Hanhao and Ling Lan with terrified eyes, hoping they could give an explanation.
Gu Hanhao smiled wryly, "Don't worry for now, I think the person occupying your house doesn't have any malicious intentions towards you. Once everything is cleared up, I'll give you an explanation."
Ling Lan suddenly stood up and walked around the living room in a circle, then looked towards the direction of the kitchen before closing her eyes to sense the direction.
"Is it something you remembered?"
Ling Lan suddenly opened her eyes and asked Ma Yulian, "In the past, where the refrigerator was placed in the kitchen, that corner of the wall, have you found anything?"
Ma Yulian slowly stood up, "Yes, yes, it's a pattern carved with something, looks like a child's prank, I thought it was a relative's kid who came to play and carved it when the adults weren't paying attention."
Ling Lan burst out laughing excitedly, "What is the 9th rank literature welcoming your visit? Any search engine searching for '9th rank literature' can quickly enter this site. This site permanently provides free and high-quality txt format download service without pop-up windows! Think carefully about what kind of pattern it is."
Ma Yulian scratched her head, "I didn't see clearly what the pattern was, but I remember that when the decorator was dismantling the kitchen cabinet, he chatted with me and asked if there were any children at home who loved to eat cake."
Ling Lan said to Gu Han Hao with certainty: "That's right, it's here. I remember that day when I turned seven years old, my parents didn't buy me a cake. While they were chatting in the living room, I sneaked into the kitchen, squatted in the corner, and used chopsticks to carve a cake on the wall. I drew two circles to represent a double-layered cake, and then drew seven vertical lines on top to represent seven candles."
As Gu Hanhao walked out of Han Qingren's house, he let out a deep sigh. Although he was certain that the place where the photo was taken was indeed here, the mysterious "Uncle Han" was nowhere to be found. Moreover, according to the current investigation, the "Uncle Han" didn't even have the surname Han; he was just a man who had occupied Han Qingren's house and identity. This was getting better and better - through the investigation, they had less information about this strange man instead.
"Why don't I call and ask my parents?" suggested Ling Lan.
Gu Hanhao waved his hand, "No way, it seems that your parents actually knew that the old classmate was not Han Qingren. There must be some unspeakable secret between them. This secret, even if they had said it earlier, now you ask them and they won't say anything. On the contrary, it will alarm them and we might lose all clues in the future."
