Guan Jin looked at the past disappearance case file like a mountain on the table, Petrochemical. After a long while, he said faintly, "Are you going to carry this case to the end of the year?"
"Ah?" Lin Bai didn't know why. "How is that possible? Our group is a unique elite group. Since its establishment, cases that have not been put on hold have been solved within three months."
"Then you think I can read them all in three months?"
"...Yes, you lost your memory."
"I can't read it without amnesia!"
"Before you lost your memory, you've memorized our case files thoroughly. You are our living case file, and you can use it better than a computer." Lin Bai patted the computer.
Guan Jin continued to petrochemical.
"Cough, although you have lost your memory, you won't forget the ability to remember it..."
"Unforgettable? You said Guan, I, have never been forgotten before?"
"Of course, we are the most elite group in the General Bureau, and of course each has its own magical powers." Lin Bai stroked his chin worriedly, "Do you forget what you are born with..."
"How do I know!" If this talent is to go, then Guan Jin is really useless.
Opening a document, the current student Guan Jin, who rarely reads books, reads it painfully.
For half an hour, he counted and looked at three-quarters—three-quarters of a serving.
Pressing his temples, Guan Jin snapped the material together. It's too bad, it's better to let him go out and run dozens of kilometers. Although this small body is estimated to be unable to last even a kilometer.
It was a case of trafficking in women and children just now, which has nothing in common with the case, and... Guan Jin was thinking about it, and suddenly realized that the words and pictures he had just read were like a slideshow, replaying them in his mind at will... It turns out that this is innate. Unforgettable is not as simple as good memory, but the right hemisphere has a camera-like instantaneous memory function, which keeps words in the brain in the form of pictures.
Guan Jin put down the file and recalled what happened a few days ago. Every day, every thing, everyone said, every thing and scene he saw, he actually remembered it! What is unforgettable, this is simply the legendary complete memory ability. It turns out that he is not a normal person, but a superman? !
What the hell! This is not a good thing. Before I save the world with my superpower, I will definitely go to see God again because my brain is overloaded!
Guan Jin took a deep breath and began to recall the earlier events anxiously. Phew, fortunately, although the memory is relatively clear for more than a week, many details have been blurred. It seemed that he would still forget it, otherwise his brain would burst due to too many memories. This way of dying was too different, and he couldn't accept it at all.
"Lao Jiu, haven't the store made any mess for me recently?"
"Look at what you said, police officer, I'm a good citizen, and I absolutely support and cooperate with the work of the people's police, and don't violate the law and discipline." The man at the bar smiled diligently and held a glass of lemonade.
"I ask you, have these two met?"
Zheng Fei put the two photos on the table. Lao Jiu looked down and pointed to one of them and said, "This one worked for a while with me as a waiter, but he quit his job a few months ago. The child is very smart, but he is not very down to earth. The other one looks familiar, It must have been there too."
"Do you know where that person went after that?"
"Who knows, this is a mixed bag, everyone is mixed in it, and no one will remember who." Lao Jiu shook his head.
"Then..." Zheng Fei leaned his head over and asked softly, "A lot of people have been lost recently, haven't you heard any rumors?"
Lao Jiu raised his head in astonishment, frowned for a while, then looked around and said, "Officer, people on the road often disappear and disappear."
"I'm not referring to gang vendetta." Zheng Fei said bluntly.
"This..." Lao Jiu lowered his voice, "There hasn't been any big news lately, but I heard that there are quite a few high-profile people who often haunt the waters and strangers, both official and businessmen in black and white. It seems that there is something good here that attracts them... "
"This?" Zheng Fei made a gesture.
Lao Jiu shook his head: "No, this kind of thing exists elsewhere, it's not uncommon. But I really don't know what it is."
Zheng Fei nodded: "Understood. Let's go first, thank you."
"You're welcome, our small business is still covered by you."
"That's all I know. If I ask more, I'll reveal it." A thin man in a peaked cap sat on a chair by the street, muttering to himself while smoking a cigarette. A headphone cord leaked out from the collar.
"Don't follow me with this, you're eating this bowl of rice, you don't know anything and you're an ass!" Chen Qiaoyu sat under the pergola of the coffee shop on the corner in the distance, holding the phone in his hand.
"Sister, the origin of this group of people is unknown. It seems that they are covered by big figures, and they do not interact with ordinary gangs. Besides, I have no evidence that the missing children were made by them."
"Then I don't care. If you can't say why today, just wait for the enemy to come to you tomorrow. It seems that many people who have been sold by you are looking for the culprit."
"Cough cough, what you said, business can't be benevolent and righteous. Then what, forget it, I'll give it up." The cap looked around vigilantly, "Shui Molu, Zilan Club. That's all I know. "
"Change your closing remarks next time." Chen Qiaoyu glanced at him without expression, looked at the cap from a distance, hung up the phone, quietly threw a bag of napkins that seemed to be used up in the flower bed, and turned to leave.
The peaked cap walked over unhurriedly, sat beside the flower bed, touched the flowers with his hands backwards, took it out and quickly glanced at a few red bills. He grinned, put it in his pocket, smoked a cigarette and hummed a little song and left.
"We asked the families of several missing boys, and they all said that these boys are really not very fond of studying, and like to skip classes and hang out with a lot of random people. When they first disappeared, they thought they were going to stay for the night. I didn't report the case in time. Even if I don't find anyone now, I think they ran away from home or went out with some gangsters to make a fool of myself." Gu Xiang said.
"Usually, in the eyes of most police officers, the disappearance of such children is the result of running away from home or being involved in gang incidents. This subjective impression led to the fact that it took a year for this case to attract enough attention." Chen Qiaoyu said helplessly.
"Someone is specifically eyeing this group and taking advantage of everyone's psychology to greatly reduce the chance of their crimes being discovered." Wen Jinghan folded his hands and rested his chin lightly, "Our opponents are very careful and cunning."
Guan Jin listened to everyone's discussion with an expressionless face. A strangeness and trance always surrounded him. This kind of life is really hard to get used to.
"Guan Jin, after listening to everyone's comments, let's summarize."
Guan Jin, who was suddenly named by Wen Jinghan, shuddered: "Why me?"
"Because you have a good memory." Wen Jinghan smiled.
Guan Jin rolled his eyes in his heart, and said with a blank face: "The missing boys are 14 to 20-year-old boys who are not working properly. They are good-looking and often go to some entertainment venues and gang sites. The time of disappearance is about a year and a half. From the past to recently. On the other hand, some of these boys have been seen in the bar street of Shuimo Road, and there seems to be a secret club for emerging high-end consumption near Shuimo Road, which attracts a lot of people from the city and surrounding areas. A big man, but many people keep it a secret, don't..." Guan Jin, who has been abroad for many years, thought with his eyes wide open.
"It's a secret." Tintin raised his hand and continued.
Guan Jin didn't look sideways, as if it wasn't him who just forgot his words, "It can be seen that these people are definitely doing shameful things. Because of their power or the power of that mysterious place, no one dares to walk in muddy waters."
He paused, seeing everyone looking at him expectantly, and added, "It's over."
"...You have an inference." Zheng Fei exclaimed.
"Didn't you just let me sum it up?" Guan Jinqiang said while holding back his irritability.
Wen Jinghan leaned gracefully on the table and smiled approvingly at Guan Jin: "Yes, Guan Jin's summary is actually to the point." He stood up and walked to the whiteboard, "Now, what we need is one of these two. The connection between the two.” He used a whiteboard pen to draw a line between the two boxes and tapped hard.
"Is there a connection between the two?" Chen Qiaoyu frowned.
"What if there must be?" Wen Jinghan looked around at his partners.
"Don't think about it? All these little boys must have been kidnapped and sold in that clubhouse." Guan Jin was disdainful. You police officers have never seen the world for such an obvious thing, right? Are your eyes so big
"What to sell?" Lin Xiaobai blinked.
"Selling chrysanthemums."
"Pfft—" Zheng Fei spit out all the tea.
Guan Jin squinted, "You are all police officers, so don't be so surprised if you haven't seen anything."
Chen Qiaoyu shook his head: "We are not surprised, but shocked. Guan Jin, how did you become so sturdy after losing your memory."
"Guan Xiaojin, it's just that you lost your memory, why don't you even have the lower limit!" Lin Bai jumped up, looking distressed.
Guan Jin's mouth twitched, nnd, I have no lower limit! Is this Guan Jin an antique from the last century? What a fuss about what he said.
Wen Jinghan was not surprised: "I don't think it's a bad thing, forget your original scruples and stay true to your heart."
"Hehe, Xiao Jinjin, you are so wretched..." Lin Bai smiled wickedly.
"Okay, back to the topic." Wen Jinghan wrote a few words online and circled it, "Guan Jin is right, human trafficking and illegal sex activities are the most likely links between the two. But We have no evidence and can't rely on speculation to handle the case. Only by finding conclusive evidence that the juvenile's disappearance has a connection can we file a case in the right direction. I will report our conclusions to the bureau and decide whether to file a case. Tomorrow is the weekend , Everyone, go back on time today. Keep your spirits up, and come back, I'm afraid we'll have to fight a tough battle. Let's go."
Everyone cheered and packed their things.
Guan Jin dawdled back to his desk, and while packing the files, he glanced at the tall figure in Wen Jinghan's office, and comforted himself: anyway, there is still a superb beauty to admire, so bear with it for the time being, and wait for Lao Tzu to find a chance to investigate Tell the truth, get revenge, and definitely say goodbye here! Of course, if conditions permit, it would be good to take this superb product back and raise it.
Guan Jin walked past the large mirror in the corner downstairs, and glanced at his small body of 1.7 meters. conditions permit? ! Then the hell!
Wen Jinghan threw the towel to wipe his hair aside, sat cross-legged on the bed, and flipped through the top-secret case data on his iPad a long time ago. The mattress next to him sank, and a pair of big hands pulled him over, holding Wen Jinghan, who was a circle smaller than himself, in his arms.
"What are you looking at?" The man's tone carried some dissatisfaction with being ignored.
"The previous case." Wen Jinghan said lightly.
"Before?" The man looked over Wen Jinghan's shoulder and glanced at the documents, his dark green eyes suddenly sank.
With a "bang", the computer was thrown out. The man pinched Wen Jinghan's chin, squinted his eyes and asked, "Why do you think of this case again? Is there anything else you can't forget?"
Wen Jinghan looked at him, and hooked the corners of his mouth charmingly: "How can you forget it? If it wasn't for this case, how could I have fallen into your hands?"
The man's face brightened inexplicably, and he gently rubbed his delicate chin that was pinched red by himself: "Then what are you looking at it for?"
"There was a case of disappearance recently, and a lot of boys were lost."
"It's him-"
"No, the methods are completely different, and the goals are too different, definitely not."
"Hmph, he doesn't dare to come out and make trouble." The man seemed to be in a good mood, pulling down Wen Jinghan's pajamas with one hand and reaching down from the waist with the other.
"I've been busy all day today and I'm very tired."
"Tired? Remember, at home, the man who pleases you is the iron rule." She ripped off all the pajamas, and moved her big hands over her smooth skin, "My dear, I promise you to rest in bed for a whole day tomorrow..."