It was a rather elaborate Japanese restaurant. To enter the door, you had to take off your shoes. There was no lobby. There were tiny small private rooms one by one. Fei Du was invited to walk in by himself. When he pushed the door, he hardly recognized Zhou Huaijin.

The genuine heir of Zhou's wore a plain stone-colored coat with no wax on his hair, and the huge suitcase stood by the wall, standing side by side. His face was pretty good, but the whole man was thin and somewhat out of phase, with very neat short hair and pale hair, which looked a little older.

If Zhou Huaijin was like a wealthy man before, at this time, his hair was white and his clothes changed, and he almost became a vicissitude middle-aged man. We can see that a young and beautiful rich skin is really thin as a cicada.

"I'm a little white-headed. I turned gray in my twenties. It was all dyed before. I haven't had any trouble lately, so Fei always laughed." Zhou Huaijin smiled at Fei Du. "Please sit down, this restaurant is many years old I drove it in private with a friend before, and didn't even know the family. It was safe to speak. "

Fei Du's gaze swept over an oil painting on the wall. The painting was the afterglow of the sunset, the subject matter was a bit common, and the painting was also quite satisfactory. There was no bright spot, but the color was full and warm. Although it was not an art Value, it is very in line with the public aesthetics.

Fei Du praised politely: "It's very tasteful."

"That was painted by Huai Xin. I said at the time that he asked me to paint some landscape paintings that could be hung in the living room and bedroom. He said he was not the decoration team ... but in the end he drew some pictures for me Painting ... Unfortunately, he has never been here. "Zhou Huaijin looked down his eyes, his eyes darkened," Drink tea? Or a little sake? "

"Tea is good. The family won't let me drink."

Zhou Huaijin wiped his hands and poured a cup of tea for Fei Du: "Please-at that time I just wanted to leave Zhou's house one day and leave a way out for myself. The plan is very good. I want to open a house in a deep alley every day. A small restaurant that only accepts a few tables of customers. The guests are not very well. The store must be quiet. But ah, I think so beautifully, how can my livelihood be so easy? This store has not been a penny since it opened. After making a profit, I have to paste hundreds of thousands of dollars each year to barely support it. "

Fei Du smiled and didn't talk. Even Zhou Huaijin was a “poor” who did n’t hurt and did n’t love, but also a “poor” wearing gold and silver. The mushrooms in the corners of Zhou ’s villa were bigger than the umbrellas of others.

"For so many years, I hate the Zhou family, and I can't afford fame and fortune. The first mouse ends, not things-total fee, big family business, if it is you, can you be willing?"

"Brother Zhou," Fei Du glanced at his watch. "You have something to say, if you are not prepared, you won't come to me."

Zhou Huaijin caught his eyes and silently met Fei Du for a moment. He nodded and said lonely: "As rich as a cloud, if I can let it go like you, Huai Xin will not be gone soon. Take the liberty I asked you to come here because I found something after I went back. Although the Zhou family was notorious in the country and could still be supported overseas, I will say these things today, I'm afraid I will have to start from scratch. "

Fei Du: "I listen to you."

"When my mother died, there was a box of expired medicine left in the safe, do you remember? You made me pay attention to it."

Fei Du nodded-Zhou Huaijin's mother, the wife of Mrs. Zhou who murdered her husband, changed her husband and was still a scum. Listening to Zhou Huaijin's description, the shelf life of her second marriage has not been opened and the soy milk is long. .

It ’s just that the relationship between husband and wife can be casually scattered, but the alliance that makes money and lives is not dare to be so capricious. Therefore, besides the common equity, Mrs. Zhou must have something to deter Zhou Junmao. But when she died, Zhou Huaijin opened the safe she had locked for a lifetime, but found only one box of expired heart medicine inside.

"After I returned, I researched the box of medicines for a long time. I couldn't figure out what this thing could do. At one time, I thought imaginatively that this might be the evidence of Zhou Junmao's murder of Zhou Yahou. I even asked people to identify whether there was blood on it and DNA residue. , But nothing above. "

"Even if there is, it cannot be used as evidence. The blood stains on the carton may be smeared by anyone on any occasion. If it is the time of the crime, the evidence obtained by the police on the scene has some research value, but wait for Zhou Yahou's bones. It's cold, and holding this thing as physical evidence would be too rigorous. "

"Yes, I even suspect that my mother left such a thing purely to scare Zhou Junmao-until I accidentally saw the bar code on the pillbox." Zhou Huaijin took out the phone, opened the picture, and opened the mysterious pillbox. Show Fei Du, "That's it."

"I don't know if you did that kind of training when you were a kid. It's memorizing things that kids don't understand, such as Tang poetry, Songs, Pi, etc., to exercise mechanical memory. When I was a kid, my mother told me to carry back barcode numbers. You know The bar code of the product is generally ena code. The first three digits refer to the country of origin. Total fee, you see, the origin of this box of medicine is in the United States, but the first three digits of the corresponding bar code are '480'. "

"480 is not an American code?"

"It's the Philippines."

Fei Du enlarged the photo and looked at it for a moment: "But this bar code is not 13 digits, and there are small spaces in the middle when printing, so I guess it should not be torn from a certain Filipino product."

"No," Zhou Huaijin said, "'480' is followed by four digits, and then a small space-four digits, what do you think?"

Fei Du frowned: "Anything that can be coded ... what's the zip code in their country?"

"You guessed it, there are exactly four zip codes in the Philippines." Zhou Huaijin involuntarily lowered his voice. "Furthermore, these numbers do not correspond to the corresponding latitude and longitude in the Philippines, so I guess it probably refers to the postal code Streets and martial arts inside, that is, this is not a product barcode, but an address. "

"I followed the address-it was not easy, after all, for decades, the streets had been demolished, changed and changed, and three guides had been spent, and it took a lot of work to find out where I lived before Where did the person at this address move. My mother's assumption was that once she died, Zhou Junmao would probably be against me. I should be able to get what she left me, but she did not expect that Zhou Junmao did not treat me. Started, and for so many years, I have been fooling around in the Zhou family, and I have found nothing, and the demon has a stomach full of stomachs, and I have never looked at her relics carefully. "Zhou Huaijin sighed," but this time I was lucky. , The old man is over eighty years old, alive and not confused, remember what happened then. "

Fei Du immediately asked: "Who is the person you found along this address?"

"She," Zhou Huaijin flipped through the cell phone album and showed Fei Du a photo of him with an old lady. "It is this old lady. I have a vague impression of her. When I was very young, she was doing housework in my house. Then suddenly one day I disappeared. I found her and found out that it was my mother who sent her away. "

"What's there for her?"

"When Zhou Yahou was having a heart attack, there was music on the tape recorder at home. In the struggle, he pressed the recording button by mistake and recorded the conversation between Zhou Junmao and Zheng Kaifeng that came later. My mother stole the tape , The trustee keeps it, the original is in the bag, you can listen to the audio first. "

He said, calling out the recorded audio from his phone.

There was a chaotic sound in the recording first. Listening to this sound can tell how fierce, vague, and thrilling the people inside are. It took a long time to calm down. It should be that Zhou Yahou was dead. After a while, the sound of footsteps came. A man's voice said, "Deadly, rest assured."

Zhou Huaijin: "This is Zheng Kaifeng."

In the recording, Zheng Kaifeng thirty-eight years ago sneered and said, "Zhou Zhou, when you get to the point, you shrink back. Zhou Yahou is dead. In the future, is n’t it yours? So what are you doing?

Another male voice said hesitantly: "Think again about any omissions. In case of suspicion, it would not be good to ask the police to investigate."

"What's missing? My sister-in-law went to the movies, and the nannies at home were on vacation. As for the two of us-we went fishing together this afternoon, forgot? Clean up, let's go!" Zheng Kaifeng laughed sadly, "One Thinking that these are all mine, I will ... ha! This is my life ... hey, Brother Zhou, nothing else, you will give me that little villa. "

The footsteps in the recording went away.

Fei Du headed: "Small villa? Any hint?"

"Zhou Yahou has a secret private villa," Zhou Huaijin put down his cell phone. "I spent more than a week, softly rubbing against her, and finally let her speak, telling the truth that my mother could not bear Zhou Yahou's derailment."

Fei Du raised a brow lightly: "I don't think the truth sounds pleasant."

"Zhou Yahou likes underage girls," Zhou Huaijin said in a difficult voice, "especially ... especially 13- or 4-year-old Oriental girls. Zhou Yahou has a villa, which specializes in raising these ... these ..."

Fei Du asked: "Where's the girl?"

Zhou Huaijin was silent for a while: "At the orphanage, Zhou Yahou was also very` `enthusiastic and charitable '' during his lifetime. In the East Asian generation, he has funded several orphanages. There are also domestic ones, so he can choose the girl he likes.

"Is there evidence?"

"Yes." Zhou Huaijin opened the suitcase next to him and took out a kraft paper bag with a dozen old photos in it.

The old photos were spread out on the quaint and clean tabletop, the chic flower arrangement bowed his head from the vase, and the shadows of his mother-in-law and Fei Du's eyes fell on the distorted old photos—these were four or five half-length photos of the girls, They are all very beautiful, with a bit of malnutrition and innocence, wearing old-fashioned **** fashion that looks a little kitsch in today's aesthetic eyes, with makeup, weird and inexplicable.

"I want to give the police, anyway, the parties are dead-the back of the photo is the girl's information. These are Chinese, but also Koreans and Japanese. They are in the box. The old lady's job was to help Zhou Yahou take care of the villa. The girls here are raised to about sixteen years old, and they are about the same size as adults. He will lose interest, abandon them, and send people to those underground population markets. Usually, usually soon ... "

Zhou Huaijin couldn't say anything. Don't look away, cover your mouth with one hand, and then say, "I'm sorry ... I once thought that Zhou Yahou was my biological father. During the most difficult time in Zhou's family, I used to He was a spiritual idol ... hehe, a little sick. "

"In the past 40 years, there has been no Internet in China. The population files and information must not be traced back now, and these girls are orphans. It is difficult ..." Fei Du said casually as he flipped through the photos. Suddenly, he didn't know what he saw, and sat quietly Straight, pick out a photo from the middle.

The back of that photo reads "Su Hui, Hengan Welfare Institute, 15 years old".

The date is thirty-eight years ago.

Fei Du quickly turned the photo over, looked at the girl's face carefully, and saw a little familiar shadow in the outline of the facial features. He immediately took out his mobile phone and took the photo.

Luo Wenzhou was not far from the small restaurant where they met. The car was parked on the side of the road. As soon as he lit a cigarette, he received the photo from Fei Du. After he saw the content, he immediately transferred it to his colleague, the criminal investigation team. His colleague was also extremely efficient, and after ten minutes, he responded.

"Luo team, where did you find this picture? Yes, this should be that of Su Hui, the grandmother of Su Luozhan, the suspect of trafficking in girls, and the three generations of the Su family started this business. Su Hui's file shows that she is indeed an orphan, but the orphanage has been scattered since she was a child. For so many years, people have almost died. Which of the orphanages is not easy to check, and she did go abroad Experience, but returned a year later. The facial features are right, that is, there is a slight error in the age, which is two years older than the age registered on her ID card and the photo, which does not rule out the possibility of misrepresenting the age. "

In the restaurant, Fei Du held Su Hui's photo and asked Zhou Huaijin: "Can you tell me about this girl?"

"Yes, this girl is very important," Zhou Huaijin clicked on the date behind the photo. "This is the last girl. You see, the date is April, and Zhou Yahou died in June of that year. The old lady recalled that the girl later I lived in the villa for a while and followed Zheng Kaifeng. "

Fei Du frowned: "Literally?"

"Literally." Zhou Huaijin said in a deep voice. "Later discovered by my mother, she felt very disgusted and forced Zheng Kaifeng to send the girl back to China. The old lady working in the villa also returned to the main house."

Fei Du inexplicably wanted to sigh. Later, the lonely victim grew up, finally swim to the upper reaches of this evil "industrial chain" and became the perpetrator.

She is like a human girl first embraced by vampires in Western legends, forgetting the murderer and becoming a murderer.

"The last time we said goodbye, you said to me that the tragedy of our family lies in who my father is. Regarding this, the old lady said that I might be a rumor of Zhou Yahou's orphan, that is, Su Hui was It was spread among the maids after being forcibly removed. This may sound a little conspiracy theory, but according to my understanding of Zheng Kaifeng, this person can do everything with yin, greed, and chicken belly. "

"You mean, because Mrs. Zhou sent away Su Hui, Zheng Kaifeng had a grudge in her heart, so she slandered maliciously and said that you were not Zhou Junmao's own." Fei Du asked, "Is there any basis for this?"

"Yes, you know that the related fields abroad started early. If Zhou Junmao was suspicious of my bloodline, why didn't he do paternity test later? It would be too childish to rely on speculation alone."

Fei Du slowly said: "It really is unreasonable."

Zhou Huaijin whispered: "Zhou Junmao made a will abroad during his lifetime. In the appendix on the ownership of assets in his name, there is a paternity test that explains why I am not the heir to his estate. The testimony from many years ago is the exact opposite of your police conclusion. "

Fei Du: "What do you mean, more than 20 years ago, when you were a teenager, Zhou Junmao asked a paternity test, but the results were manipulated?"

"Listen to me? It's exactly the same way I used to rectify Yang Bo," Zhou Huaijin smiled bitterly. "It's ironic. It took me a lot of trouble to find the appraisal company that year. This appraisal was made by Zhou Junmao and Zheng Kaifeng."

This is not a glorious thing. The tabloids all day want to report a scandal of the giants. Of course, Zhou Junmao will not go for the test with great fanfare. If he wants to do this appraisal, he must find his relatives in private.

This close friend is Zheng Kaifeng, who killed him with him. But apparently, he and Zheng Kaifeng had a bit of wishful thinking.

"I told you last time that I was scared for a while. I felt that Zhou Junmao was killing me. I had to put Huai Xin in my house every day before I dared to close my eyes. I always thought it was because my mother was about to die. Zhou Junmao was patient enough--until I saw the appraisal date, that was the time. "

That should be twenty-one years ago, Zhou Huaixin was still young, and Zhou Huaijin couldn't live all day long. At the same time, it was Zhou's high-profile time to return home.

In order to pave the way for Zheng Kaifeng, he artificially caused a car accident and killed his rival ...

Fei Du's finger tapped the edge of the tea cup.

Zhou Junmao rarely returned to China. Zheng Kaifeng was mainly in charge of domestic affairs. As soon as Zheng Kaifeng returned to China, he became the "those people ..." Since then, Zheng Kaifeng, the pretending to be meek, has been planning. Want to include Zhou in the future?

Fei Du actually thought about how the gold masters like Zhou's, who are based in foreign countries, got on board those people?

From this point of view, there is a layer of Su Hui in the middle.

Su Hui used her daughter Su Xiaolan to abduct the girls and murdered the corpses after the sale. Who helped their orphans and widows handle the bodies?

Did she cooperate with those people before the corpse in Binhai was built?

After many years, Zheng Kaifeng returned to China and found Su Hui, who was already an old man. Did she turn into her "customer" so she knew the person who handled the body?

Hidden lines connect fragmented events together over a long period of time, looming in context.

But there is still a link in between, and Fei Dua vaguely feels that it will be a very critical link.

"Where is Yang Bo?" He asked suddenly. "Did you find out the relationship between Zheng Kaifeng and Yang Bo?"

"Check, Yang Bo's father died 13 years ago. He was the perpetrator of a car accident ..."

Before Zhou Huaijin finished, Fei Du's mobile phone suddenly jittered upset.

Fei Du immediately picked up: "Hey?"

"Hospital," Luo Wenzhou said quickly, "Yin Ping is in trouble!"