Criminal Investigation Notes

"That child may not have been born to Xia Weiwei, but has been living in a nursing home." Lu Siyu walked into a room here before remembering, and there was a teddy bear on the dusty bed. At that time He was still wondering why this kind of thing appeared in the nursing home.

Now he has figured it out clearly. In such a large nursing home, the old people and staff live here.That is a group of hundreds of people.They will always have family members and children.

Maybe those children are not many, but they live here day and night like those adults.It’s not far from here, it’s the school, and you don’t even miss school.

Children can grow and change over time.The grown-ups have been finalized, the old people are dying, but the children have countless possibilities. They may be good or evil.

If Wushan Nursing Home is a gloomy cliff, the children are the grass growing under the cliff.

Eighteen years ago, this place is definitely not as deserted as it is today. There are living people walking and talking.

At that time, the nursing home was not as tightly managed as it is now. It is not that irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter. All visits must be signed. Those children naturally often come and go here, either their parents divorced, their relatives passed away, or their parents were absent for a while By his side, or simply their parents are the workers in this nursing home.They can only follow the elders living in the nursing home.Treat this as their home, as their paradise...

Standing in this room, Lu Siyu seemed to be able to hear the voices outside, the voices of old people, coughs, calls, and the hurried footsteps of the carers.Amidst the staggering figures, children chased and ran past the crowd. They almost ran into the old man in the corridor and turned back and gave a grimace.

Those children, who live here, are ignored by everyone.

They were "abandoned" by their parents for various reasons and lived in a world that shouldn't belong to them. The lack of caring childhood caused psychological deficiencies.They are ignorant, bold, and look forward to freedom.When they couldn't tell right from wrong, they saw Xia Weiqi, a gentle-looking female doctor who was like a poisonous scorpion, enough to change their lives.

"We overlooked it, and the police investigation that year also ignored this..." Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu in front of him. He still remembered that there were a few blank grids on the last page of the record sheet that year. There were only grid numbers and no The box filled in with name and ID number should be the underage children in the nursing home at that time. Because of the protection of the information of minors, the police had reserved registration but did not fill in it.

Lu Siyu nodded. Back then, Wu Qing knew the existence of these children. It is even possible that he had talked with several of them and knew what clues were.He may have left such a reminder because he figured out the links.

From beginning to end, those children should not be excluded from the incident.

"So... where can we find their relevant information?" Song Wen asked.If Lu Siyu's reasoning is true, there used to be a child here who was nurtured by Xia Weiqi until she inherited her mantle.

The killing method used by Xia Weiqi penetrated his bones, and he could even unwittingly tie the same knot.It was this person who tortured Zhang Pei to death.Song Wen has read the police information completely before, and there is no relevant information left in it.The teenager eighteen years ago has grown up long after eighteen years. Where should they find this person?

And... Is that person related to Bai Luo Rui?

Lu Siyu thought for a while: "If you want to check the children living here, you may need to search all the genealogy of the old people who lived here before, but this may be omission..." After all, it was 18 years ago, at that time The household registration is not complete, and it is even possible that some children are fostered by relatives with the elderly.The adoption system at that time was not as strict as it is now. If you consider these, the difficulty may be even greater.

Before Lu Siyu could finish speaking, Song Wen suddenly thought about the links. He walked out quickly, "The Dean's Office!" Computers were not so popular back then, and paper materials were more common. Where there may be relevant clues, it is undoubtedly the dean's office.

Lu Siyu hurriedly got up to follow Song Wen. Their footsteps sounded in the empty building. The office of the dean of Wushan Nursing Home was set up on the top floor of the staff building.The largest one on the entire first floor is the office of the dean.

The old dean of Wushan Nursing Home has been imprisoned for a long time because of the incidents of the year, and later died of illness, the place was preserved intact.The entire dean’s office is the most luxurious place in this nursing home. Several solid wood bookshelves store various information about the nursing home, including accounts and various directories. The police focused on searching for various information and files about Xia’s unknown. But it was ignored.

While rummaging in the sunset, Song Wen asked Lu Siyu, "Do you think there will be children's names in the information book here?" He was also afraid that if the information was incomplete, they might be useless this time. And back.

Lu Siyu said: "Your idea just now is not wrong. Now, although people go to the building, there must be enough information left."

Who has lived in each room?What happened in this nursing home?

Song Wen nodded, and continued to look for the booklet with his hands: "Well, if you want to check, then check it up and down, thoroughly."

"I'm not sure if there is an information book, but..." Lu Siyu crouched down and pulled out a book from the cabinet, "Here is a photo album."

Eighteen years ago, film still existed in the world, and color photos were mostly printed rather than printed.This is a photo album of the entire Wushan nursing home, from more than 20 years ago to 18 years ago about five years.The opened photo album seems to have opened a period of time covered in dust.These photos may be the last things many elderly people left in this world.

Lu Siyu took a picture out of it. Perhaps the staff member had forgotten the names of the old people for fear of a bad memory. The names of the old people were marked at the back of the photo.Two of them were also marked with black frames, and it was obvious that the old man had died soon after.

Lu Siyu turned to another picture. It was a photo of Xia Weiqi and some old people. The Xia Weiqi in the photo looked very gentle. She was wearing a pair of pearl earrings, her head lowered, and the corners of her mouth pressed, a little restrained. It looks like an angel falling into the world, but who would have thought that such a woman is a demon.

The sun dimmed, and the whole room was almost swallowed by darkness. Song Wen also looked up at the booklet with Lu Siyu. The booklet had turned yellow, and the photos showed smiling faces, mostly three or five people. Every time there is a group photo of the group, Lu Siyu turned over with his white fingers. Many old people in the photo disappeared quickly, and then new old people appeared.

Later, there were children in some photos.After Lu Siyu's hand paused, Song Wen lowered his head and counted the number of people on the photo, then turned it over and looked at the marked name. He was relieved. Fortunately, the photo also recorded the child's name.

Soon, they searched for a photo with a child. As they looked back, the camera got better and better, and the picture became clearer. At the end of the album, there was a big group photo of everyone. In addition to the old people, there is the dean and Xia Weiqi. There are seven or eight children squatting in the front row of the photo. These children are ignorant one by one, looking at the camera.The older ones are in their tens, the younger are four to five years old, and some are still carrying schoolbags, apparently just after school.

Lu Siyu turned the photos over and looked at the names one by one, and soon he saw familiar names.They finally found a clue. It seemed that they were getting closer and closer to the truth, but Lu Siyu's brows became more and more frowning, and he trembled and said: "My reasoning was wrong."

"What's wrong?" Song Wen asked.

Lu Siyu's fingertips slid over the names, Bai Luorui, Wei Hong, Du Ruoxin... He trembled and said, "Not children, but children!"

There may be more than one murderer!

Those children, they met, knew each other, accompanied and grew up together here.

The world in their eyes is completely different from that of adults.They are not one person, maybe not two people, three people...They are affected, and they may have been completely different life trajectories, but there was a moment when they were here at the same time as Xia Weiqi, maybe a toy, A single candy, a gentle word, can make those children whose worldview is not yet perfect turn black and white, without right and wrong.

They watched her kill and learned from her killing, and they have been branded by this witch all their lives.

Eighteen years later, the young plants that had grown on this land finally grew wildly, even blooming and bearing fruit.

Du Ruoxin, the wife of the deceased Zhang Peicai who is making a divorce.

Bai Luo Rui, the female boss of Luoxin Nursing Home.

These two seemingly disjointed women had met here 18 years ago. Perhaps they were not ignorant of Zhang Peicai’s death. They reached a tacit understanding that there were secrets being kept from them and from the police. .

Du Ruoxin and Bai Luo Rui had known each other a long time ago, and these two women might not kill Zhang Peicai, nor could they do so many things, as well as men.And those others...

Lu Siyu looked at the tallest teenagers in the photo who could see the edges and corners again. There was an obvious scar on the forehead of that man, and his eyes were a little bit of a dove. Song Wen took the photo: "This man... is so familiar. Ah... I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Countless portraits appeared in his mind. He must have seen such a face, cold eyes, slightly high cheekbones, what kind of appearance this boy should look like in 18 years...

Song Wen suddenly remembered that he had indeed met this person!

This is the takeaway who once entered the police station!

It was only because that person wore a hat that day that the scar on his forehead was not so obvious that he didn't recognize it at a glance.

"This person once swaggered into the police station on the grounds of delivering food." Song Wen said, maybe at that time, there was a knife hidden in his clothes...