Chapter 2 The Missing Girl

  "You want to make a call, right? Little sister, it's okay if you don't have money, just bring some for Uncle tomorrow when you pass by." Old Zhang said with a smile, stretching out his hand to unlock the phone booth.

  The girl looked at Old Zhang with gratitude, then quickly picked up the receiver and dialed a fixed number with trembling fingers. The phone was answered quickly, and as soon as there was a response on the other end, the girl immediately...

  In a hoarse and intermittent voice, he said: "Hello, I...I am a student of Dongshan College...I think I know the girl in your 'Obituary Notice', she should be..."

  "Our roommate has been missing for three days, come quickly!"

  In the following days, Liu Chunxiao quietly paid attention to this girl who seemed not to fit in with others. She was so quiet that it made people worry a little. At 16 or 17 years old, girls usually loved dressing up and smiling.

  However, on Zhang Tong's face, Liu Chunxiao couldn't find a happy shadow.

  Later, Liu Chunxiao heard from a classmate who lived near Zhang Tong's home that Zhang Tong's younger sister had gone missing since childhood, and not long after, her father jumped off the building to commit suicide. Now there is only one person in the family who often comes back.

  The crazy mother and Zhang Tong depend on each other for life.

  Liu Chunxiao only then understood why he saw only loneliness and indifference in those beautiful eyes. Several times, Liu Chunxiao lingered under Zhang Tong's building, he really wanted to take the initiative to help Zhang Tong share a

  The hardships in life, however, the introverted him never expressed his intentions. Until the college entrance examination results were announced, classmates rushed to different places, Liu Chunxiao did not have the courage to confess to Zhang Tong

  Liu Chunxiao regretted it extremely afterwards.

  Later, due to his parents' divorce, Liu Chunxiao followed her mother to move to a neighboring city and never saw Zhang Tong again until today...

  "Are you even listening to me?" Zhao Junjie noticed Liu Chunxiao's loss of composure and furrowed his brow, "You little guy seems to have lost your soul?"

  "No, I'm fine!" Liu Chunxiao calmed down and the two walked out of the elevator to the fifth floor. Since Zhao Junjie was his university roommate, Liu Chunxiao's grassroots tour this time naturally...

  Anyway, he accompanied him. And had the opportunity to temporarily leave the forensic office for a breath of fresh air, Zhao Junjie was eager.

  It's time for the evening paper to hit the streets again, and soon the newsstands on every corner of Tianchang City were filled with freshly printed papers that still smelled of ink. As people got off work,

  It won't be long before people buy up these evening papers on their way home.

  Lao Zhang is the owner of the newsstand at the entrance of Dongshan College, No. 2042. He has been selling newspapers and magazines here for ten years and has seen off many batches of graduates from Dongshan College. Every time he mentions these people who pass by every day

  The children of the humble newsstand, Old Zhang's face always reveals a sentimental expression.

  Lao Zhang also sells evening newspapers, but he doesn't get many subscriptions because the people who come to buy his papers are almost all teachers from Dongshan College, and there aren't many of them. And those "kids" that Lao Zhang talks about, they

  His interests were mainly in fashion magazines and military magazines, and sometimes he would also sweep away all the comics at the newsstand. Every time this happened, Old Zhang's heart was always conflicted.

  He's happy to make money, but seeing these kids pulling out 100-yuan bills left and right, Old Zhang can't help but think to himself, "These young whippersnappers don't spare a thought for their money!"

  It's raining today, and Old Zhang's business has been much slower. After putting the evening paper on the shelves, Old Zhang looked at the gloomy sky outside the newsstand and frowned, muttering: "This damn weather!"

  "Uncle, buy an evening paper." The voice was a bit childish and somewhat hesitant.

  Old Zhang turned his head curiously, and in front of him appeared a young girl, seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a simple white skirt with blue flowers, with the emblem of Dongshan Academy on her chest.

  The girl's hand held a one-yuan bill and was handing it over to Old Zhang.

  "What do you want?"

  "Today's evening paper has just arrived!" The girl's voice became much more determined.

  "Okay, wait a minute!" Old Zhang quickly turned around and took down a freshly arrived evening paper from the shelf, handing it to the girl. "Here you are, just arrived! It's raining, do you want me to put it in a plastic bag?"

  "Be careful not to get wet." Old Zhang reminded her kindly, noticing that the girl didn't bring an umbrella and the fine rain had already dampened her bangs.

  The girl didn't react, she made a strange movement, quickly opening the newspaper and searching for something on it as if nothing had happened, precisely in the middle crease of the newspaper.

  Old Zhang was very familiar with that place. Having sold newspapers for many years, whenever he had nothing to do, Old Zhang had almost read through all the newspapers, and he knew that two things were most likely to appear in that place.

  It's just "missing person notices" and "lost property notices". Most of the postings are from private individuals, but sometimes public security bureaus' "identification of corpses notices" will also be posted there, although the probability is not very high.

  Could it be that this little girl has lost something and is so anxious to try her luck in the evening paper? Old Zhang's heart was secretly murmuring.

  Suddenly, the girl's gaze was fixed tightly on a spot in the seam of the newspaper, her face changed instantly, her hands began to tremble gradually, and her breathing became urgent.

  "Whoosh!" The girl put down the newspaper, turned around and came to the public phone next to Old Zhang, looking like she was going to make a call, but after rummaging through her entire body, she still couldn't find any money. She turned back...

  Looked at the increasingly dense rain outside the newspaper stand, his face was filled with anxiety.

  "You want to make a call, right? Little sister, it's okay if you don't have money, just bring some for Uncle tomorrow when you pass by." Old Zhang said with a smile, stretching out his hand to unlock the phone booth.

  The girl looked at Old Zhang with gratitude, then quickly picked up the receiver and dialed a fixed number with trembling fingers. The phone was answered quickly, and as soon as there was a response on the other end, the girl immediately...

  In a hoarse and intermittent voice, he said: "Hello, I...I am a student of Dongshan College...I think I know the girl in your 'Obituary Notice', she should be..."

  "Our roommate has been missing for three days, come quickly!"

  Seeing the girl's expression almost crying, Old Zhang was stunned, he simply didn't dare believe his ears.

  Wang Yanan and her partner Zhao Yun rushed to the entrance of Dongshan College in a hurry, less than fifteen minutes after receiving the alarm call. The impact of this dismemberment case was really too great.

  It shocked the city leaders, and at the case analysis meeting in the afternoon, Director Li emphasized repeatedly that they must crack the case as soon as possible. The nature of the case was too heinous, no matter what, putting a person's corpse like this

  It's already a heinous crime to abandon someone in the crowded streets. Although Director Li has communicated with the media and asked them not to report on this case for the time being,

  Yes, everyone knows this tranquilizer can't be taken for long.

  "We're here, and that's Dongshan College up ahead! Look, Captain Wang, there's an old man waving at us over there." Zhao Yun pointed to a newsstand entrance more than 50 meters in front of the police car. "He's"

  "There's still a girl standing there, she should be the one we're looking for!"

  Wang Yanan neatly and steadily parked the car at the entrance of the newspaper stand, opened the door, and after the two got out, they immediately walked in.

  "Uncle, was it you who made the emergency call to our office?" Zhao Yun asked, flashing his badge, "We're from the Public Security Bureau."

  Old Zhang nodded and pointed to the emotionally agitated girl beside him. While waiting for the police car to arrive, he had roughly figured out what had happened: "It was this little girl who reported..."

  "Officer, her roommate went missing three days ago, and the clothes she was wearing at the time of her disappearance are exactly the same as those described in your 'Notification of Corpse Identification'."

  Wang Yanan and Zhao Yun looked at each other, then Zhao Yun asked: "Little girl, will you take a look at the two photos your uncle is showing you? They weren't published in the newspaper."

  The girl hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

  Zhao Yun took out the restored deceased simulation portrait and the photo of the deceased's clothing from his briefcase, handed it to the girl: "It doesn't matter, take your time to look."

  Old Zhang hastily stretched out his hand to turn on the brightest lamp in the newspaper stand, which was sixty watts. Suddenly, the small newspaper stand was illuminated brightly.

  The girl stared at the photo for a long time, then gritted her teeth and nodded: "That's right, it's Jingjing, sleeping on my lower bunk! The person in this photo is really her!"

  Old Zhang, who was standing on the side, also came over to take a look and frowned, muttering: "I think I've seen this girl before... Ah, I remember! She came to my place to top up her phone bill a few days ago."

  There's still a book left here with me. I was just thinking about when she would come to recharge her phone again so I could return it to her. Ah, what a pity! Such a young kid... As he spoke, Old Zhang bent down to the bottom of the shelf.

  She pulled out a somewhat worn-out "European Art History", casually dusting off the book and handed it to the girl: "Take a look, is this name on here your classmate? If so, you can return it for me.

  Good!

  The girl wanted to speak but stopped herself. She silently took the book, glanced at the cover, and then rubbed it with her hand without making a sound, her face filled with sadness.

  "Can you take us to your dormitory?"

  The girl nodded: "It's on the third floor of the first building on the left after entering the college. Follow me."

  After thanking Old Zhang for his enthusiastic help, Wang Yan and Zhao Yun followed the girl to the East Mountain College gate not far away.

  Watching their backs disappear into the school, Old Zhang was a bit dazed. The girl's words just now echoed in his ears again: "...... I always feel that Jingjing must have had an accident, she is not the kind of person who would ignore her own..."

  The irresponsible girl in her life, she finally got into college and wouldn't give up... Nobody believed me, so I came to look for her myself. I thought she had a car accident, so I came to take a look at night.

  "Look at the newspaper's notice section, see if there is any news about her..."

  "What a pity!" Old Zhang muttered, turning off the light with one hand and sadly realizing that the girl named Jingjing would never come back again!

  Like many university girls' dormitories, after opening the door, a warm and lovely space appears in front of your eyes. The room is not big, but clean and tidy, with two double beds placed at each corner of the house.

  A metal frame bed, on which a beautiful flower-patterned curtain was made into a distinctive canopy. On the four study desks, books were placed in full, and as much space as possible was squeezed out to place the owner's small ornaments.

  "Are there four people living here?" Wang Yan asked.

  "Right," the girl named Wang Yan nodded, pointing to the iron-framed bed on the left, "I slept on the top bunk, Jingjing slept on the bottom bunk. After she went missing, the bed hasn't been touched. I just put

  The curtains were drawn, and I knew she didn't like others messing with her private belongings."

  "What about the others in the dorm?" Zhao Yun muttered.

  "They've all gone to eat, I couldn't finish eating, always worrying about Jingjing..." Wang Yan didn't continue speaking, her mood seemed very down.

  At the sight of this, Wang Yanan patted Wang Yans thin shoulders: "Tell us about Jingjings specific situation, especially on the day she went missing, what exactly happened?"

  Wang Yan nodded.

  At night, Qingyitea house at Xin Street mouth.

  "Xiao Tong, I'm really glad to see you again!" At this time, Liu Chunxiao had changed into a simple casual outfit and a pair of lightweight soft-soled shoes, looking like a completely different person from the one at the Public Security Bureau.

  On the small table in front of them were several tea snacks and a pot of freshly brewed Bi Luo Chun.

  "Old classmate, you're being too polite," Zhang Tong said with a faint smile. "It's been so many years since we last met, I should be treating you to something nice!"

  "How is your mother's health?"

  "It's okay, after all these years, it's still the same, but people get older and that's just how it is." Zhang Tong's face didn't show any unusual expression, "How about you?"

  Liu Chunxiao smiled awkwardly: "After my parents divorced, I followed my mother. She passed away last year due to myocardial infarction."

  "Sorry." Zhang Tong gritted his teeth.

  "It's nothing, she left peacefully without any suffering. Now I'm alone with no family or attachments, and the days just pass by one after another!"

  "How did you think of returning to Tianchang?"