Zhu Yi was secretly surprised when he heard Zhennanfang's words. Although four or five hundred books were not many, it would take a lot of time to read them all carefully. Even an adult who could calm down was not easy, let alone a girl in his prime. Besides, this was only seen by Zhennanfang, and she didn't know whether Xia Zheyuan's book was also read like this.

There is nothing wrong with Zhennan. This girl is a bit scary. Her desire for knowledge is much greater than that of her peers. She looks like she is innocent and cheerful, and she also likes to play. This shows that her understanding ability and memory should be beyond ordinary people.

Zhu Yi asked softly: "Tianzhen, how many books have you read?" Zhennanfang shook his head with a wry smile: "I don't know, I just flip through the time when I am bored. I have never done anything that I have studied carefully like her. But there is one thing she is very similar to me, and we read all kinds of books."

Zhu Yi nodded: "Reading is like this. You read a lot of books because different books have different functions. Although you usually don't think it's necessary, when you really encounter something, the knowledge in the book can still help you a lot."

Zhen Nanfang said, "Xia Xiaoqing is a person with a high mind, especially if she doesn't admit defeat in anything she does." Xiaohui frowned: "Well, yes, she said that everything she wants to do must be the best." Zhen Nanfang said with a smile: "There is another interesting thing." Then he told the wrong place of a book and the moving tea cup on the tea tray. Zhu Yi said "Oh": "It seems that you have observed it very carefully."

Xiaohui was a little puzzled: "What can this mean?"

Zhen Nanfang said lightly: "Xia Xiaoqing tends to be obsessive-compulsive. In fact, when I put that book back, I put it strictly according to her classification. It was a book that was different from the original position. It was not easy for others to discover it. She discovered it and couldn't help but put it again in front of us. There was also the teacup. I deliberately picked it up and read it, and then put it back. It was just a distance from the original position. She quickly put it on again."

Zhu Yi said, "Nanfang is right, this is indeed a manifestation of obsessive-compulsive disorder. By the way, what are you holding in your hand?" Zhu Yi looked at the scroll in Zhennanfang's hand, and Zhennanfang smiled and said, "A calligraphy work." Zhu Yi smiled and said, "You actually played the autumn wind with other children." Zhennanfang said, "Teacher, this is Xia Xiaoqing's calligraphy." Zhu Yi was a little surprised: "Oh? Then I have to see." Zhennanfang handed over the thing, and Zhu Yi opened it and looked carefully.

Even Mo Dong, who was driving, turned his head and glanced at him.

Zhu Yi sighed: "A genius, this handwriting is already quite stylish, and this girl should be taught by herself." Everyone didn't know much about calligraphy. Xiaohui asked: "How do you know?" Zhu Yi said: "Although this word is well-written, the traces of imitation are still too strong. This is Huang Tingjian's running script style in the Song Dynasty. There are no great masters today. Her level is already very high. She just looks like it, but she has not taken her own routine. With her understanding, some famous artists will definitely not do this."

Zhen Nanfang said: "Teacher, I heard Lao Shu mention what you once said about geniuses and madmen. In your opinion, since Xia Xiaoqing is a genius, is it possible that she is also a madman?" Zhu Yi smiled: "You little guy, do you want me to draw a conclusion? It's too early to say it now. Are you also a genius, what do you think?"

Zhennanfang smiled embarrassedly and said, "I am not a genius. When I see Xia Xiaoqing, I have long lost my little confidence."

Zhu Yi's expression became serious: "Southern, it is a good thing to assume boldly, but you must verify it carefully. Especially if you cannot bring your own subjective colors, you cannot convict Xia Xiaoqing in her heart because she first targets you, so that your judgment will be affected. I hope that all the judgments you make will be true and objective."

Zhennanfang hurriedly replied in a low voice: "Yes, teacher." For some reason, Zhennanfang was very honest in front of Zhu Yi, not as casual as when facing Shu Yi. Xiaohui looked at Zhennanfang and laughed in her heart. This was not as similar to that unruly boy in normal times.

Mo Dong asked, "Sir, where are we going now?" Zhu Yi said, "Yesterday Bao Wei called me and I asked him to meet him at the hotel this afternoon. Let's go back to the hotel first."

Shortly after returning to the hotel, Bao Wei came, with Zhu Yi, Zhen Nanfang and Xiaohui in the room. The three brothers of the Mo family were in their own room.

Bao Wei sat down and said, "Sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zhu Yi smiled and said, "We just came back." Bao Wei said, "Hey, I don't know what happened recently. The cases are constantly happening, and they are all strange cases." Zhu Yi said, "Oh" and said, "What? Have you encountered another difficult case?"

Bao Wei said: "Well, it actually happened two or three months ago, but we didn't care much at that time, thinking it was a simple case of missing children. You also know that there are many missing children every year, either running away from home or being abducted. Although we have drawn a lot of police forces to investigate, not many of them can be found in the end."

"But until last night we received a report, which was the ninth in three months. After analysis and comparison by the detectives, we found one thing in common: all missing children are under ten years old and all suffer from autism." After Bao Wei said that, he took the tea made by Xiaohui and said thank you.

Zhu Yi frowned: "Wait, are you saying that these children are all autistic?" Bao Wei nodded: "The most hateful thing is that the parents of these children did not tell us this problem in the early stage. If it were not for our careful investigation, the parents of at least four children would not admit it." Zhu Yi lit a cigarette, stood up, walked to the window, and murmured: "Autism, autism." Zhennanfang seemed to suddenly remember something: "Teacher!"

Zhu Yi turned around and looked at him with a smile: "What did you think of?" Zhen Nanfang said: "I was thinking maybe they were not suffering from autism." Bao Wei said: "How is that possible? That was what the parents and teachers said in person." Zhu Yi raised his hand and interrupted him: "You let the town finish it first."

Zhennanfang said: "'Common Feeling', people with 'Common Feeling' also belong to the lonely group. They are unwilling to and are not good at communicating with others. They hide their feelings deeply. Judging from their external manifestations, they are very similar to 'autism'." Zhu Yi nodded: "Well, I also thought of this. If this is the case, these missing children will not be simple, and they will be linked to the cases in our hands, and it is more in line with our experimental speculation."

Bao Wei was confused when he heard this.

Bao Wei is the director of the Shanghai Police Bureau, and Zhu Yi had no need to hide it from him, so he told him the hypothesis about the experiment. After hearing this, he suddenly realized: "What the teacher meant is that they treat these children as test subjects?" Zhu Yi sighed: "If this is the case, they are committing evil!"

Bao Wei said: "I will immediately deploy police force and conduct a large-scale search across the city. We must rescue these children." Zhu Yi shook his head: "If they dare to do this, it will be impossible for you to find the people easily. Don't worry, let's check this matter." Zhu Yi sat down on the sofa and asked: "By the way, Director Bao, did you have that situation again when you called me yesterday?"

Bao Wei nodded with a wry smile: "Well, yesterday morning, that thing happened like a movie, very real and clearly appeared in my eyes, and I seemed to be able to hear Bao Yan's cry for help. In that scene, I couldn't help but shoot Ye Hengxiu again." A hint of apologies appeared on Bao Wei's face.

Zhu Yi said, "Well, it's not your fault. I'll let you pay attention to what caused you this situation. Have you been careful?" Bao Wei said, "I thought about it later. It seems that this happens every time I smoke." Zhu Yi frowned and said, "Aren't you just smoking now?" Bao Wei shook his head with a wry smile: "Then I don't know." Zhennanfang asked softly: "Director Bao, do you always have this situation at home?"

Bao Wei nodded, and Zhen Nanfang said again: "Then think about it, will there be any problem with the cigarette you smoke at home?" Bao Wei said: "There will be absolutely no problem, because I smoke very little at home, so I usually don't let go of cigarettes at home. When I get home, I will take out the cigarette in my pocket and put it on the table."

Zhennanfang said, "Do you only take out cigarettes? Where is the lighter?" Bao Wei smiled and said, "There is a firearm on the coffee table. Bao Yan gave me a pistol firearm. It is usually viewable on the coffee table." When he said this, Bao Wei's smile stiffened: "Lighter, pistol, Mr. Zhu, is the problem with that lighter?"

Zhu Yi nodded slightly: "There is a possibility. By the way, do you say the lighter was given by your daughter?" Bao Wei said: "Well, she gave it to me on my birthday last month." Zhu Yi said: "Let's do this, let's go to your house to take a look now." Several people left the hotel and got in the car. Zhennanfang asked, "Is Bao Yan at home?"

Bao Wei shook his head: "No, she is in school this holiday. Recently, they have a lot of charity performances, so they have to rehearse in a concentrated manner. By the way, they have a performance on the weekend, and they are dancing with the queen of the song. I heard that it was a large-scale charity performance, and I promised to support her." Speaking of this, Bao Wei's face was full of fatherly love.
Chapter completed!