"Mr. Su, why are you here?" The reporter was a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties. Her temples were white and her face was wrinkled. She looked very vicissitudes of life.
"Teacher Zhang, for a long time, you can just call me Ah Jing as you did before, Mr. Su." Su Jing said in surprise and politeness. This middle-aged woman is his junior high school Chinese teacher. Her name is Zhang Yanwen. She is gentle and kind. , is a rare good teacher who really cares about her students. Su Jing was very impressed by her.
However, I heard that her husband was a lazy gambler and owed a lot of money to others. Creditors often came to the house and life was miserable. She couldn't bear it anymore and was worried about her son's future, so she divorced her husband and left. Qingyun Town, I took my son to the city.
"Ah Jing, it's been a long time indeed." Zhang Yanwen said fondly. She had seen the news about Su Jing and knew that Su Jing was different now. She was no longer the naughty little kid back then. Instead, she had become a star and a famous person. Successful people with money and power. After so many years, I still don’t know what Su Jing’s personality is now. Some people were cute and kind when they were young, but when they grow up and become rich and powerful, they become powerful and domineering. So when they first met, she didn’t dare to call her A Jing, so she politely called her A Jing. Say hello to Mr. Su. However, seeing Su Jing's attitude in speaking, I felt that Su Jing's personality was still similar to before, and I couldn't help but feel relieved. Thinking of what Su Jing looked like when she was a child, and comparing it to Su Jing now, I couldn't help but sigh, time flies so fast.
"Teacher Zhang, why did you come to the police station?" Su Jing asked.
"I don't know if you guys know each other, but this teacher Zhang is the one who reported the case. Her son is missing." Wang Xiao interrupted, and his call to Teacher Zhang was obviously following Su Jing.
"Ah Jing, you must help me, I only have a son, I can't live without him." Zhang Yanwen pleaded with worry on her face. In her opinion, for an ordinary person like herself, whose son has only been missing for a day, the police may not pay attention at all, and Su Jing is a big star now. If Su Jing helps to say something, the effect may be completely different.
"Teacher Zhang, don't worry. I'm here just for the disappearance case. Please tell me the specific situation. When was the disappearance discovered?" Su Jing said.
"There is a detailed transcript here. You can read this faster." Wang Xiao said, handing the transcript to Su Jing. This is not a confidential case, and it doesn't matter if it is shown to Su Jing.
Su Jing glanced at it and finished it quickly. It turned out that this evening, Zhang Yanwen saw that her son did not come home, so she called her son, but her son did not answer. So, Zhang Yanwen called the school again. The school said that her son did not go this morning and had been absent from school all day. Zhang Yanwen's son is in the first year of high school. He is a very well-behaved and sensible child with excellent academic performance. He almost never misses class, let alone misses a whole day and doesn't go home until dark, so Zhang Yanwen feels that something must have happened.
However, although the police started investigating, they obviously did not pay much attention to it, because it seemed that it was probably high school students who were obsessed with games and overplayed it in Internet cafes or at their classmates' homes. Because this situation is not uncommon, even the most obedient children will occasionally have rebellious periods.
To be honest, Su Jing also felt that Zhang Yanwen's son might have just played too much, and it definitely couldn't be related to that organization. However, seeing that Zhang Yanwen was so worried, she couldn't help but said, "Teacher Zhang, you have brought me some help." Your son’s belongings?”
"I brought one of his schoolbags." Zhang Yanwen picked up a simple backpack.
Su Jing took the schoolbag and pulled out an exercise book that she had obviously been using recently. She took the exercise book away and handed the schoolbag back to Zhang Yanwen: "Teacher Zhang, I took this exercise book. I have a group of gods." Dogs have a keen sense of smell and should be able to follow the scent and find your son soon."
"Let me go together." Zhang Yanwen said.
"My dog runs very fast and you can't catch it. You should stay here. Maybe Officer Wang can find your son faster through other means." Su Jing said.
"Sorry to trouble you." Zhang Yanwen said gratefully.
"Ah Jing, do you want me to come with you?" Wang Xiao asked. He really couldn't understand why Su Jing paid so much attention to some disappearance cases recently and even came over on her own initiative.
"No need, Brother Xiao, just go about your business." Su Jing left the police station with her homework book. Instead of going home to take the dog with her, she went to an uninhabited alley and tore off the latest words written in her homework book. Fold that page into a dove, then take out a small medicine bottle from the storage bag, release fire magic to burn it, and then spray the dust on the dove. The next moment, the pigeon flapped its wings and flew in one direction. The pigeon flew at a height of six to seven meters, and no one noticed it at night. The speed was not very fast, and Su Jing could keep up with it by walking quickly.
To a certain extent, the purpose of tracking powder is much better than that of rats, dogs, and fighting wolves. The disadvantage is that the amount left is too small and will be used up within a few times. It will be needed later. Be sparing.
In the blink of an eye, more than two hours later, the paper pigeon flew into a KTV, making Su Jing frown slightly. Could it be that Zhang Yanwen's son had been playing here all day? Does this kid know how difficult it is for his mother to make money to support him and send him to school? He will be beaten up later if he is caught.
When Su Jing walked in, she heard noisy sounds. Many young men and women were dancing on the dance floor. Su Jing followed the paper pigeon from the side corridor to the door of a private room. The paper pigeon could not fly in and landed at the door with a clatter. On the ground, there were two tall men in black clothes and sunglasses guarding the door.
As soon as Su Jing stepped forward, the two men stretched out their hands to stop Su Jing, and said with a cold face: "No idlers allowed in." Su Jing released her mental power, and the two men obediently got out of the way. One of them even took the initiative to help Su Jing. Jing opened the door and Su Jing walked in unceremoniously.
What came into view were several scantily clad young women, a shy boy with a red face, and a man wearing a designer suit, a gold necklace, a watch, and a diamond ring who looked like he had "nouveau riche" written on his face. A middle-aged man with big characters.
"Dazhu, your son is so cute! Come and kiss your sister." A young woman stood next to the shy boy, stretched out her hand to touch the boy's cheek, and said teasingly.
"Haha, Xiaohui, it seems that Axue likes you very much. Look at how nice it is to follow me. There are delicious food and beautiful women. What's the point of following your mother?" The middle-aged man laughed.
"Dad, where did you get the money? Since you are so rich, why don't you help my mother?" the young man said while avoiding the woman's teasing.
At this time, they noticed Su Jing coming in. The middle-aged man glanced at Su Jing and frowned: "Who are you? Who let you in? Get out."