Lu Ming was walking slowly, with Wang Xiaohu following beside him. A few steps ahead was Datou, and a few steps behind were several patrolmen in black uniforms, and Sun Luting, who were walking slowly nearby.
Lu Ming was pondering the information Bizhu gave him.
She recognized and was certain that the voices of Cowboy No. 2 and Cowboy No. 5 were also on the tape that tortured Martha.
Recorded and numbered solos of several cowboys and Little Reno.
No. 2 is a burly man, a very cowboy type, and No. 5 is a short and thin man who can speak Middle-African.
But Biju said that No. 5 was the most cruel to the girls in the tape.
Biju even asked if No. 5 had an approximate location.
As long as she was not involved, she was usually terrifyingly calm. Even when she was listening to the tape most of the time, she was indifferent. But it was obvious that the brutality of No. 5 still angered her, or made her feel uncomfortable.
Naturally, she couldn't alert the enemy. Moreover, she always felt that Bizhu's world was Bizhu's world. Apart from her own safety, she shouldn't appear too often in this world, otherwise, there might be unexpected troubles.
Bizhu obviously understood this point. After asking No. 5, she went to meditate without waiting for her answer, probably to calm down.
Biju also heard some background noises, including the sound of a train passing by and running water.
I looked at the map of the East China Sea again and again, but it was difficult to determine the approximate location at first, because there were too many places that met the criteria.
However, Biju said that there should be other sounds, but she was too tired to listen to them, so she wanted to rest her ears and continue in a few days.
The task force has only been here for one day, so naturally there are no clues about any extremist organizations.
Sha Dahai was secretly helping him investigate things about No. 2 and No. 5.
However, Wen Liangyu gave a clue, saying that homeless people used to disappear for no reason under the Laodong overpass.
I have already told Wen Liangyu about the special case team, and I have only told him.
Ahead is the Laodong Overpass.
As we got closer, we could already see beggars lying in all directions in the bridge hole.
Moreover, there was an unpleasant smell that seemed to be getting stronger.
"Brother, why do you come here yourself? I'll do it!" Wang Xiaohu next to him, although he was born in a poor family, seemed to be unable to withstand the smell.
Lu Ming smiled and said, "I'm just sitting around doing nothing."
In front, a group of small figures suddenly appeared, but they all kept their heads far away and ran towards Lu Ming and Wang Xiaohu.
Big Head immediately shouted, "You little bastards! Stop right there! Go back!"
The five or six tall and short little beggars were so frightened that they dared not to move. The oldest of them was probably in his teens, and the youngest was only four or five years old. They were holding dirty, broken bowls in their hands, and they all had unkempt hair and tattered clothes.
Lu Ming sighed softly in his heart. Of course there are beggar gangs that control the children to ask for money, and some children are used to being beggars. If you send them to an orphanage, some of them will run away and feel free outside.
But most children do not have the opportunity to go to an orphanage.
Come to think of it, the orphanage that he and Liu Laocai had set up would be unveiled soon, but he was too busy and had long turned down the invitation to attend the unveiling ceremony. Liu Laocai was somewhat seeking fame, but it was understandable. It was not wrong to spend money and want some fame.
"What's wrong with your legs?" Lu Ming looked at one of the children, who was about five or six years old. He was as dirty as the others, but his legs were covered in blood and seemed to have festered. He walked with a limp.
The child shook his head timidly and did not dare to speak.
Lu Ming looked behind him and shouted, "Go buy some steamed buns and candy!"
A patrolman immediately responded and ran towards a row of shops in the distance.
As for the money, you can take the bill to settle with Butler Sun when the time comes. There will be no more, no less.
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Lu Ming was sitting on the earthen slope beside the bridge. Next to him, the child with the pus wound on his leg was eating a meat bun.
Lu Ming looked at him quietly, and the irritability in his heart over the past few days seemed to disappear at this moment.
Although, the beggars and the children said that no one had disappeared recently.
Looking at the little boy, Lu Ming smiled and said, "Slow down! I'll take you to get treated after you finish eating. When you're done, I'll send you to an orphanage. Don't worry, your uncle is here. You don't have to be afraid of anyone. Is there anyone to take care of you?"
"Yes!" The child nodded vigorously, and became much bolder. He pointed at the tallest one who was also chewing a meat bun not far away, "Da Zhong is our boss!"
"Big seed!" Lu Ming shouted, picking up a piece of dirt from the ground and throwing it over, "Come here!"
The big one was probably fourteen or fifteen, or even older, but he was just not that tall because of his poor development. He was big and strong, and when he heard Lu Ming calling, he immediately ran over. When he got to him, he suddenly stood at attention, gave an awkward police salute, and said loudly, "Hello, sir!"
Lu Ming smiled and said, "Are you willing to go to an orphanage?"
Da Zhong pouted, "I've been there! I always get beaten! And, I also saw a sister being bullied by the dean!"
"Bullying?" Lu Ming frowned.
"Yes, I was beaten by the old lady director! She beat me so badly!" Dazhong answered loudly.
Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not what he thought. As a person in the judicial field, it seemed that he thought too darkly about many things. It was also because he came into contact with too many dark things. He encountered tragedies that ordinary people would never encounter in their lifetime, but he encountered them almost every once in a while.
"This is not the orphanage I'm talking about!" Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Then, will the brothers and sisters who study best disappear?" asked Da Zhong.
Lu Ming was speechless and smiled: "Why did you disappear? Did you get admitted to middle school?"
Da Zhong shook his head, "No, they just disappeared suddenly! The orphanage I went to before had a middle school! The missing brothers and sisters were all good middle school students!"
"It's great to have an orphanage in a middle school. What's its name?" Lu Ming asked casually.
"St. Anthony's Orphanage!" Big Head answered loudly, and then pouted, "It's full of ghosts! The brothers and sisters who study well will be captured!"
Lu Ming burst out laughing and asked Wang Xiaohu: "Have you heard of St. Anthony's Orphanage?"
Wang Xiaohu nodded gently, "Yes, it's very famous, and the conditions are very good. The headquarters is in the West District, but there are also branches in the East District, North District, and Xinfa District."
Lu Ming nodded. It turned out that it was run by Westerners and its headquarters was in the West District. No wonder the orphanage had its own middle school.
"Da Zhong, which district's orphanage are you in?!" Lu Ming asked.
I thought Dazhong would definitely not be able to tell them apart, but he answered loudly, "It's from Xinfa District. Brother Zhao Xuecheng disappeared there! He was in Form 3 and was a very good student, but one day, he just disappeared!"
Lu Ming was stunned. This child actually knew that he was from the Xinfa District Orphanage, and he spoke very clearly.
"Why do you say he disappeared instead of leaving the orphanage to work?" Lu Ming's expression finally became serious.
"Because he will write to me, he will!" Tears suddenly welled up in Da Zhong's eyes, "He promised me that he would write to me!"
Lu Ming nodded and asked, "You said that brothers and sisters who study well will disappear? In addition to your brother Zhao Xuecheng, are there other people who also promised you? Even if they leave the orphanage, they will write to you?"
"No, they didn't. But, they disappeared and were taken away by ghosts. I know, I know!" Da Zhong said, wiping away tears, "I didn't lie, I didn't!"
Wang Xiaohu shook his head. He didn't know why Brother Lu suddenly became serious about what he said to the child. But Wang Xiaohu didn't want the child to be sad, so he whispered to Lu Ming, "Brother, it seems that St. Anthony's Orphanage only has Form 4 in the West District. Maybe those who are good at studying will have the opportunity to study in Form 4 and be transferred to the West District, right?"
"Then why, Zhao Xuecheng, didn't you write a letter to Dazhong?" Lu Ming asked seriously.
Wang Xiaohu was stunned, thinking that maybe his elder brother Xuecheng had been fed up with him for a long time, and it was normal for him not to write to him now that he finally stopped being bothered.
"Xiaohu, it seems that we have checked at various points. In the past few months, there are very few beggars who have disappeared for no reason. Dazhong's words gave me a new idea. You said that these people in the Purification Organization kill for pleasure. This kind of perverted behavior is often addictive, just like drug addiction. Drug addiction is getting worse and worse. These beggars have no ability to resist. In their eyes, they have no wisdom and are just walking corpses. Then, if they torture and kill such people, they may gradually feel that they are worthless and lose interest. But what if they are good in both character and study, have learned new cultural knowledge, and may make great contributions to this society? Especially, this person is an inferior race in their eyes?"
Hearing what Brother Lu said, Wang Xiaohu was stunned. His whole body shuddered and he broke out in a cold sweat.
This, is it possible? Is there really such a perverted person? And not just one
"No matter what, this orphanage should be investigated. If it is a false alarm, it will be even better!"
As he spoke, Lu Ming stood up and smiled at Da Zhong: "Da Zhong, I promise you, the orphanage you are going to is different from the previous one you went to, and we will take good care of you. Trust me and take your brothers and sisters with you, okay?! I'll call someone to take him to see his leg first!" He pointed to the child with pus and blood on his leg.
Da Zhong looked at Lu Ming, hesitated, and finally, nodded vigorously. It seemed that for a moment, under Lu Ming's gentle gaze, he wanted to cry, but he was the eldest child, and those younger children had to live with him, so he had to be strong and not be weak.
He straightened his chest and said, "Sir, I get it! You are a good commander!"
Lu Ming smiled and said to Wang Xiaohu: "Let's go."
Wang Xiaohu patted Dazhong on the shoulder, followed Lu Ming and walked down the slope.
On the slope, a few small figures stood there for a long time, watching them leave from afar.
Many years later, when Da Zhong was flying a plane in a suicide charge, he detonated a giant enemy bomb and died together with the enemy for his former superior and the master he served today.
Amidst the violent explosion of fireworks.
He took one last lingering look at this world, and I wonder if what he was thinking about was the scene of his first encounter with the Lord.