At the entrance of a cafe on the commercial street in the center of Haicheng City, the young man didn’t know why the policewoman had to meet and talk, and chose this cafe. After confirming that the address was correct, the young man strode in and saw only one in the corner. The girl was beckoning to herself, she couldn't help but was taken aback, and when she took a closer look, it was the policewoman who changed her casual clothes, her image and temperament changed drastically, and she didn't recognize it for a while.
"Hello." The young man said politely, sitting aside, the two were not familiar with each other, and they weren’t yet ready to make jokes. The young man didn’t want to make a bad impression. Can you find it? My parents count on this girl.
"Hello." The girl greeted politely, took out a few pieces of paper, and said: "Your DNA has been compared and analyzed, and the database has been checked. There is no suitable one in it. There are still three pieces of information. No DNA test was done at the time, so comparisons were impossible. Go and see for yourself. After reading it, you must remember to destroy it."
"Yes, thank you." The young man did not expect this result and took the information.
"Also, you must remember that you can't tell anyone that I gave you these materials, especially this one." The girl whispered with a wary face.
"Eh? Why?" the young man asked curiously, somewhat suspicious.
"There is discipline, you can't say it, just pay attention to it yourself, otherwise I will be miserable." The girl said seriously.
The young man felt that there was a problem in it. He glanced at the one that the girl pointed out. Looking at the photo, he felt a little bit in his heart. He couldn't help but look at the name carefully. Jiang Tian, nicknamed Jiang Bancheng, chairman of Haitian Group, is him. ? The scene of the assassination just flashed through his mind.
"I'm leaving, remember what I said." The girl warned again carefully.
"Wait a minute." The young man hurriedly said to stay. Assassination? Want to say but dare not say? It's not easy. The young man took out a stack of money from his bag, handed it over, and said: "A little bit of heart, thank you for your help, otherwise I really don't know where to start.
"This?" The girl obviously didn't expect that the other party would pay out the money. Then she thought that her colleagues didn't accept bribes less often. She took such a big risk. She should collect some money. She took it and said, "Okay, money. The goods are cleared, and they will be irrelevant in the future. Remember, we have never seen it before."
"Okay, I won't bother you." The young man said sincerely, and didn't underestimate the other party and pay for the work. This is justified everywhere, not to mention that there may be connections in it, no relatives and no cause, why should others? Bai help? Young people still understand this kind of human affection.
The young man sat down and looked through the information carefully. The other two had no feeling. The person in the photo was too different from himself, but the young man still carefully wrote down the content of the information. He planned to go to the meeting tomorrow to talk about it and drink it for a while. For coffee, the young man simply ordered a western meal in a western restaurant, and went home after eating.
Early the next morning, the young people who had returned from exercise packed up, went out to take a taxi, and came to the first house according to the address. Today is Saturday. Everyone is resting at home. The one who opened the door was a child who looked at the young man curiously. Asked: "Who are you looking for?"
"Is Mr. Huang Haitao here?" the young man asked politely. Huang Haitao is one of the three points.
"Am I, who?" a middle-aged man walked over and asked the young man curiously.
When the young man saw the other person, he didn't feel at all. It was very strange. There was no feeling of blood connection at all. Looking at the other person's appearance, he was too far away from himself. There was almost no similarity. The young man was sure that this person was not. My family, but still politely said: "I'm sorry, excuse me, I'm from the Disappearance Investigation Division of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Your family lost a child 15 years ago, right?"
"Fifteen years ago? No." The person named Huang Haitao said in surprise. He suddenly thought of something, smiled awkwardly, and said: "Comrade police, I made a mistake. At that time, there was something like that, so I went to report it. The case was found later, but I didn’t go to close the case. I’m sorry, it caused you trouble.” As for whether the young man is a real policeman, Huang Haitao simply ignored it.
"It's fine if you find it, it's okay." When the young man heard that, he said a few words politely and left.
The second one was in the suburbs. When young people came to visit, the family happened to go out to climb the mountain collectively. There were old and young, and there were a lot of people. On weekends, relatives and friends like to gather together for fun. The young man went up to say hello and said, "Hello, is this going to come out to play? I am from the Disappearance Investigation Division of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and I will come to do an investigation. Who is Mr. Zhang Lei? Fifteen years ago, you Has the family lost a child?"
"I am, fifteen years ago?" a middle-aged man said in surprise.
When the young people looked at each other's appearance, their appearance was also very different, and they didn't have the feeling of blood connected to each other. They couldn't help but thump, and another one-third chance was gone.
"It did happen fifteen years ago, but then the kid found it and fell into the ditch. It's gone, hey." The middle-aged man said, a trace of pain flashed across his face.
"Sorry for interrupting, I wish you a happy weekend." The young man didn't want to stay for a long time, so he left quickly.
I randomly found a food stall and ordered some food and two bottles of beer. The young man thought while eating. There were only three chances. Three of them were met. Only one had that kind of blood. Could it be him? Jiang Bancheng, the middle-aged man who was shot wounded, flashed in the young man's mind.
The more young people think about it, the more they think it is possible. They are also strangers. They have seen a lot in their lives. Why do they only have this feeling when they see Jiang Bancheng, and that noble lady, is this really a coincidence? Also, if Jiang Bancheng is really his father, who will kill him
Thinking of this, the young man was a little eager and impatient. If he didn't understand the matter, he was up and down in his heart. After eating in a hurry, the young man stopped a taxi and went straight to Haitian Hospital. As soon as I inquired, the operation had been completed and there was no life-threatening condition, so I went to the hospital for treatment.
The young people hurriedly came to the inpatient department, looking for the rooms one by one, and finally saw the bodyguard standing at the door and several policemen. There was a shooting case. Jiang Bancheng was a well-known figure in the society. The police naturally had to come forward, even if It's to behave.
At this time, I’m afraid I won’t be able to go up. The young man made a decision in his heart. After leaving the hospital, he stopped a taxi and came to the commercial street. He bought an iPhone and SIM card. Once again I took a ride to the hospital and went to the inpatient department.
The hospital has a lot less people. The young man saw that there were double posts at the door of the ward and the bodyguards were there. So he took a newspaper and found a place to sit down and observe. Time passed, and he realized it was midnight, young. Someone heard the nurse chatting, saying that the doctor was about to round the room in half an hour, and moved to other places.
When I came to the doctor’s office, I saw that the doctor inside was busy writing something. There was only one person. A white coat and a mask were placed on the chair by the door. The young man quickly took it and dressed himself in the corridor calmly. Of people think that young people are doctors, and no one cares.
The young man put on a white coat, put on a mask, took a medical record from the nurse’s desk and put it in his hand, and walked towards the ward. When the police saw the doctor coming, he became vigilant. The young man pretended to be impatient. Said to one of them: "Quickly put out the cigarettes. This is a hospital. Smoking is not allowed."
The policeman explained embarrassingly: "I'm too sleepy, smoke a cigarette to refresh my mind, I'm sorry, I'll put it out right away." He put out the cigarette butts in the trash can next to him, and let the young man walk in.
The young man walked into the room and found that there was a beautiful woman accompanying him, peeling a banana with a sad face, and there was a man lying on the bed. It was the middle-aged man who was shot, his eyes closed slightly, and he was resting.
"Doctor, take a look, how is my dad's recovery?" Seeing the young man come in, the beauty said without any doubt that he was there, she put the banana aside, stepped back a few steps, and made room.
The young man is also very concerned about the injury of the middle-aged man. He went up to look at the face of the middle-aged man, and then took the pulse of the other person. It was strong and stable. The operation was done well. He sighed in relief, nodded and said, "Recovered. Yes, during this time, don't give him anything too salty or greasy, and don't give him this kind of cold fruit, pay attention to rest."
"I see, thank you doctor." The beauty did not doubt that he had him, and repeatedly agreed.
At this time, Jiang Bancheng woke up and saw the young man. He was taken aback for a moment. He stared at the young man vigilantly. His eyes were unblinking. The young man knew what Jiang Bancheng must have found. After thinking about it, he said, "Mr. Jiang, I have some medical problems and I need to talk to you separately. I wonder if it is convenient for you?"
Jiang Bancheng started from scratch with extraordinary resilience. His eyes are even more vicious. He knows that this doctor is very strange, but he has no intention of harming himself. The eyes are clear with a warm and comfortable feeling. This kind of feeling has never been seen before. After that, I couldn't help thinking about it, and said, "Sisi, you go out first."
"Okay, Dad, talk to you guys." The beauty was Jiang Sisi, and when she heard Jiang Bancheng's words, she happily left.
In order to show his sincerity, the young man took off his mask and said frankly: "Mr. Jiang, hello, I am sorry to see you in this way and interrupt your rest. I am not malicious. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wu Yong, I want to ask you a question, and leave after asking, can I?"
"You really are not a doctor. You can come here at risk, and you can avoid the police. It's nice to be a young man. Ask, as long as I know, there will be no lie." Jiang Bancheng flashed his approval and said, his inner vigilance was much less.
"You lost a child fifteen years ago, didn't you?" the young man called Wu Yong asked straightforwardly.