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    "Captain Zhao!" Wu Lixia's distant shout brought Zhao Yichen back from his thoughts.

    He looked up and saw her standing in front of the iron gate at the bottom of a residential building waving to him.  Putting the cardboard back into the leather case, he closed the notebook, ran forward with his feet up, and followed her into the building.

    Like the house where Zhao Yichen once lived with his mother, Wu Lixia¡¯s residence is also in the old city.  Most residential buildings are more than ten years old, property management is loose, and illegally renovated shops can be seen everywhere.  She lives on the third floor, and underneath the house is a small shop that opens up to the inner floor.

    The white wall of the corridor has long been dirty and yellowed, and is covered with application/certificate numbers and children¡¯s ghost drawings.  When Zhao Yichen followed Wu Lixia upstairs, he noticed that she seemed to have some discomfort in her legs and feet. She had to cover her knees every time she went up the steps.  He wanted to help her, but she waved her hand and refused with a smile.  On the other hand, the Labrador was lively and agile. He quickly rushed to the top of the stairs, turned around and squatted down, wagging his tail and exhaling, waiting for her to slowly go up.

    After finally entering the house, she acted quickly again. She raised her knees and knocked them left and right, asking him to sit down in the living room. She then brought out an old tea set from the kitchen.  Labrador followed her all the way and never left her side.  She sat down at the coffee table and scooped out a spoonful of tea, and he came up to smell it.  Pushing it away with her elbow, the old man gave it a white look and did not scold it, but it understood what she meant, and it obediently lay down at her feet, raising its eyes to look at her pitifully.

    Zhao Yichen took in their interaction and looked up at the TV cabinet in front of him.  There is an old color TV set in the center. Only the set-top box on the side is new. There are three framed photos on it: a couple in their prime, both wearing police uniforms; Wu Lixia standing with a group of children.  In the living room, the children, both old and young, were all wearing red scarves; she was sitting on the sofa with her son and daughter-in-law, and there was a blessing sign posted on the wall behind them.  The background of the three photos is this room. The first two seem to be very old, which shows that this place was very lively even longer ago.

    But now the house is clean and simple, as if only the old man lives alone all year round.

    "You live alone now?" Zhao Yichen turned his eyes to Wu Lixia.

    "And this little guy." The old man happened to get up and touched the Labrador lying next to her feet with his foot. He turned around and unplugged the electric kettle by the window sill and picked up the kettle. "My wife passed away early.  , and my son is a policeman, just like you." She sat back down at the coffee table, poured boiling water into the teapot, with a smile on her lips from beginning to end, "If you don't go home every now and then for three days, you will come here even less after you get married.  . We are all in this business like this, we are used to it.¡±

    A pot of tea was quickly brewed. She poured a cup for him and handed it to him.

    "Thank you." He took the teacup, thought for a moment, and finally said, "My mother is also a policeman."

    "I know. I also went to your mother's funeral. You were still young at that time, so you may not have the impression." Wu Lixia poured herself a cup of tea, sighed briefly, raised her head and smiled at him again, her eyes  The tail was full of fine lines, "If she knows you are so promising, she will be happy." After saying this, he drank the tea in the cup, patted his knees habitually, suppressed the smile on his lips, and looked into his eyes.  , "Are you here today to learn about things related to Zeng Jingyuan?"

    After taking a sip of tea, Zhao Yichen put down the tea cup in his hand, bent down slightly and nodded, resting his elbows on his knees.

    "His gang first operated in this area." He folded his fingers, "It is said that it was in the 1980s."

    Pursing her lips and nodding, Wu Lixia tensed her chin and put the tea cup back on the coffee table.

    "Casinos, 'foot washing shops', drugs. Whatever you get money for." She covered her kneecaps with her hands, frowning and recalling, "When we noticed, it was already on a certain scale. But they did it very covertly, and they kept doing it.  No evidence could be found. Especially in drug trafficking, new tricks come up every now and then. For a period of time, in order to cover up others' eyes, we used beggars to transport drugs and hid things on the little beggars. When we discovered this routine, we asked them again.  Children pretend to be students to transport drugs." At this point, she was silent before continuing: "They were probably the first to start 'human body transport' in the province. And they were still children at the beginning."

    He vaguely remembered going to the municipal library with his mother for the first time when he was nine years old. He noticed the little girl holding a baby girl with a broken neck on the way.  Zhao Yichen still remembers that her mother repeatedly asked her whether the old man next to her was her grandfather.  Perhaps my mother has noticed this phenomenon since then as a police officer.

    "It's just that the truth was too cruel, and she never told him in detail at that time.

    "You can't eat or drink too much water." Zhao Yichen lowered his eyelids slightly and heard his own voice, "Even adults can't bear it."

    &nbsp, but saw that the other party was still looking ahead without changing his expression.  She put away the surprised expression on her face and looked in the direction of the flagpole. She also lowered her voice and asked cautiously: "Has Captain Zhao received my letter?"

    Xu Zhen nodded slightly, "We are contacting your family, but they have moved and are working in other places. It is difficult to find them and it will take time."

    A child who was twisting his head and playing with his companions ran towards him and accidentally ran into Shen Qiuping's arms.  She held him steady in a daze, and when they ran away laughing, she realized that she had reached the foot of the flagpole.  Xu Zhen motioned for her to sit together at the magic stage and directed the "photographer" behind her, Cheng Ou, to turn on the camera.

    "What's your surname?" She took out a pen and notebook and started asking questions as if she were an ordinary reporter.

    With her hands clasped in front of her knees, Shen Qiuping unconsciously picked her thumbs and said, "My surname is Shen."

    "Ms. Shen. What kind of person do you think Teacher Li is?"

    "He is a very nice person. He teaches children very seriously and attentively." After searching for a few adjectives, she bit her lip and caught a glimpse of Sun Mengmei not far away, stretching her neck to look here, and she finally couldn't bear it.  Zhu's eyes were red, and he whispered in an almost pleading tone: "Please, you must help me."

    Xu Zhen lowered her head to write down the interview record in a hard-cover book. She nodded quietly, but continued to ask: "I heard that Mr. Li has been teaching here for ten years. Do you still remember what he was like when he first came here?"  What's different from now?"

    "I have been here for almost two years before Teacher Li came." Shen Qiuping wiped away the tears that were about to overflow from the corners of her eyes by stroking her hair. Shen Qiuping couldn't suppress the sobs that rose up in her throat. "Teachers who have studied in university,  At first, I couldn¡¯t understand what the people here said, and I wasn¡¯t used to the life in the countryside. But it¡¯s different now. Now I can not only listen, but also speak. At first glance, I look similar to the people here.¡±

    Sun Mengmei walked towards them with her two children.

    Noticing her movements, Xu Zhen quickly asked Shen Qiuping a question in a low voice: "If you ask this Li Wanhui to deliver a letter to Captain Zhao, is he reliable?"

    Just as the other party was about to answer, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Sun Mengmei was running over, so he just shook his head and said nothing.

    Nodding in agreement, Xu Zhen wrote something in the notebook, and then asked nonchalantly: "How old is your child now? Teacher Li is also teaching, right?"

    "He is eight years old and is also taught by Teacher Li." Shen Qiuping said.

    "Okay, okay, are you finished?" Sun Mengmei ran up to them, speaking in vague dialect, pushing her arm and urging, "Let's go quickly, we have to go back to cook."

    Shen Qiuping had no choice but to stand up slowly, her left hand hanging in front of her body tightly pinching the back of her right hand.  She looked deeply at Xu Zhen, with panic and uneasiness hidden in her eyes, "Sorry, I have to go back."

    Standing up after her, Xu Zhen waved her hands to show that she was okay, and looked at her expectantly, as if the two of them were chatting very speculatively: "Miss Shen, we will stay in the village for a few days, follow up and interview Teacher Li, and have various  kind of shooting. Can we make an appointment to learn about Teacher Li¡¯s situation with you next time?¡±

    The gloomy eyes lit up again, Shen Qiuping nodded, with a hint of trembling in her voice, "Yes, of course."

    Seeing that the situation was not good, Sun Mengmei quickly grabbed her arm and dragged her away.

    Xu Zhen didn¡¯t stop her, she just raised her voice and told her: ¡°Then we¡¯ll see you next time!¡±

    Fang Haiyang, who was carrying a schoolbag, ran forward and took Shen Qiuping's hand.  She held the child's soft little hand and moved forward under Sun Mengmei's pushing and urging.  After taking three steps, I turned back, still unwilling to take a good look at the road under my feet.

    It¡¯s like worrying that this is just a dream stained with twilight. Once you wake up from the dream, hope will sink into the long night like the sunset, never to dawn.

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