The next morning, Qi Yuan had breakfast and found Brother Song to ask him for instructions on what to do today.

"Headache," Brother Song rubbed his temples and said, "I've been thinking about it all night, but I don't have any reliable clues. How can I find it in such a huge crowd?"

"Ah?" Qi Yuan didn't expect that Brother Song had nothing to do. He was in trouble and asked: "Then what should we do? What should we do?"

"We can only try from the outside." Brother Song said: "Contact her parents, relatives and friends to see if we can find her through these people.

In addition, she said that going to Shanghai was probably not without purpose. She could contact her colleagues at the local household registration office to check whether she had applied for a residence permit there.

If it really doesn't work, I can only apply for entry into the national household registration system. But I guess, if you want to start a freelance job these days, a residence permit and a temporary residence permit are not necessary. She may not be able to apply for it. If she wants to hide, she obviously won't.

Maybe you can apply for these documents and submit them to social security.”

Qi Yuan frowned and asked, "Then, what if we can't find the person?"

"Then it depends on whether other colleagues can grasp the evidence of her crime." Brother Song said: "If they can, there is nothing much to say. Apply for a wanted arrest and post an online pursuit. Sooner or later, someone will be caught."

"But after all, it's been so long," Qi Yuan said with some confidence, "It's hard to find any clues, right?"

"Yes." Brother Song sighed: "Even if the rental house they originally lived in was the scene of the murder, he moved away for a year and moved to someone else. Such a long time has passed, and even if there are any traces, it will probably be early.

It’s already been covered.”

"Isn't it possible to check for blood stains?" Qi Yuan asked: "As far as I know, it is not easy to completely eliminate the blood stains, right? It should still be possible to find it."

"It can be found by checking, but blood stains alone are not enough." Brother Song shook his head: "What's more, the blood stains are not completely ineradicable. At least most of them can be eliminated. If only a few dot-like blood stains are detected,

If so, it doesn't mean much either.

In addition, dismemberment will cause large areas of blood stains, but dismemberment is usually done in the bathroom. Afterwards, the murderer may use a large amount of disinfectant for disinfection to cover up the smell. In addition, the new residents use it for a year and are constantly washed away, so the blood stains may be gone.

…”

Shaking his head, he added: "Let's not talk about this anymore. We only have two tasks today, visiting and making phone calls."

"clear."

…

Surprisingly, when Brother Song tried to contact Zhao Nanyun's family, the call actually got through.

"Hello? Hello, who are you?"

"Hello," Brother Song asked quickly, "Is this Mr. Zhao Zhishan Zhao?"

"It's me, what's the matter?"

"Hello, I am a police officer from the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Yuqiao City Public Security Bureau, Zhao Qingsong, police number 050***," Brother Song was a little worried that the other party would regard him as a fraud, so he quickly identified himself, reported the police number, and hurriedly

Indicate the purpose: "Is it convenient for you to come to the Criminal Investigation Detachment now?"

"Ah? Going to the Criminal Investigation Detachment? What are you doing there?" Zhao Zhishan asked.

After thinking for a while, Brother Song continued: "Something happened to your son-in-law and granddaughter. It's an important matter. It's not convenient to talk over the phone. If it's convenient? Can you please come over quickly? I see where the number belongs, and you should be there too.

Yu Qiao is right."

"Navy and Yangyang? What happened to them? Okay, okay, I'll come over right now. Wait a minute."

After hanging up the phone, Brother Song raised his eyebrows and said, "It went pretty well. It seems that he didn't know about Liu Haijun and Liu Suyang's accident, nor did he know that Zhao Nanyun was suspected of committing the crime."

"It doesn't make sense," Qi Yuan said, "Did he not contact his daughter for a year?"

"Is there anything that can't be justified?" Brother Song shrugged: "Even your parents wouldn't talk about this kind of thing, right? As for contact, I guess they would only call Zhao Nanyun, not Liu Haijun, not at all

It affects daily contact.

As for the holidays, it’s not like there are no excuses to get over it, just find a reason not to go home. However, I’m worried that he will still turn to his daughter after knowing the truth, so I’ll find the person to the detachment first and then talk about it.”

Qi Yuan nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

Half an hour later, Zhao Zhishan rushed to the criminal investigation detachment and saw Brother Song in the family reception room.

Qi Yuan looked at him and saw that he had gray hair, wrinkles on his face, and an anxious look on his face. As soon as he saw the person, he immediately stood up and asked: "Officer, are you Officer Zhao, right? My granddaughter... Yangyang, what happened to her?"

"

"She was killed." After thinking about it, Brother Song decided to tell the truth: "She was..."

"What?" Zhao Zhishan's eyes widened, he took two steps back, his eyes instantly turned red, and he said in disbelief: "Meet...killed? What happened? What situation? How could she be killed? Where is Liu Haijun? That guy is dead.

Where has he gone? He..."

"He was also killed." Brother Song said: "Both father and daughter were dead. They were hidden in a gasoline tank and buried on the mountain. They were swept out by a mudslide yesterday morning."

"What? The news yesterday morning was about the two of them? How could it be possible...how could it be possible?" Zhao Qingshan's body went limp.

Fortunately, Qi Yuan had quick eyes and quick hands and ran up to help him and helped him back to his seat.

After a long time, he regained consciousness and wiped his tears vigorously, but there were still a lot of water stains between the wrinkles and ravines on his face, which shone inexplicably under the light.

"When did this happen?"

"Preliminary speculation is that it was at the end of August last year."

"Last year? Last year? How is it possible?" Zhao Zhishan was stunned again: "He has been dead for a year? Impossible, impossible! In March this year, Yang Yang celebrated his birthday, and Ayun even posted photos on Moments. How is it possible..."

"Oh?" Brother Song frowned.

In March this year, Liu Suyang was still alive? Could it be that they had guessed wrong before?

No, it's not wrong. If Liu Suyang was still alive at that time, how could she not enroll? It would be fine if she showed her strength in the college entrance examination and chose to repeat the college entrance examination. But she obviously did very well in the college entrance examination. Fudan is also one of the best universities in the country. There is no reason.

Not reporting in.

Besides, the wine was served twice, indicating that the whole family was quite satisfied with the result.

So, there's obviously something wrong with the photo.

Thinking of this, Brother Song asked: "Is it convenient for you to show us your daughter's photos on Moments?"

"This..." Zhao Zhishan hesitated for a moment: "Her friend circle setting is visible for three days, and I can't scroll through it."

Then, hoping for the best, he asked: "Well, um, police officer, could it be that you made a mistake? Yang Yang..."

Brother Song directly took out his mobile phone, pulled out the photo and handed it to Zhao Zhishan: "See for yourself, is the deceased her? Of course, the photo is not the basis for us to determine the source of the body. Later, please cooperate with us for an examination. Okay

Extract cells to identify the kinship of the deceased."
Chapter completed!