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- "Secretary Yang, I am here this time just to get to know Wu Liwan better. Please excuse me for intruding." Fan Jinqiang said, his eyes always paying attention to Yang Fang's expression. This is a professional habit.
Yang Fangfang didn't speak for a long time, and finally sighed: "Oh! I am very sad that something like this happened to Wu Liwan. Over the years, I have always regarded her as my own daughter."
¡°Then has she contacted you these days?¡± Fan Jinqiang asked.
Yang Fangfang shook his head, glanced at Wang Baoyu meaningfully, and said: "Ever since Wu Liwan gave up her position as deputy mayor and ran away for love, she has never called me once."
Wang Baoyu glanced at Fan Jinqiang displeasedly, meaning that he was disobedient, so his trip was in vain! Fan Jinqiang just pretended not to see it and continued to ask: "Secretary Yang, Wu Liwan's case is a major case supervised by superiors. We will not let go of every clue. Please tell us about Wu Liwan's irritation in her early years!"
Yang Fang obviously did not want to recall the past, but Fan Jinqiang came here to investigate the case, and he would not cooperate without cooperation. Yang Fang could only tell the details of what happened that year with a melancholy face, and repeatedly emphasized that Wu Liwan was a bitter person. The child is kind-hearted, and the fact that she can commit murder must be the result of the evil cult's instigation.
Fan Jinqiang listened carefully to Wu Liwan's tragic past again. It was roughly the same as what Wang Baoyu said, and there was nothing new. But since we are here, and it is the place where Wu Liwan has stayed for many years, there must be important clues that have not been discovered.
Fan Jinqiang frowned and thought for a while, then asked: "Secretary Yang, you said that you treat Wu Liwan as your own, so how does Wu Liwan feel about you?"
Yang Fangfang sighed and said: "I can't figure out the thoughts of young people nowadays, but when they encounter problems or feel unhappy, they will most likely come to me to talk to them."
Fan Jinqiang asked again: "Did she mention it to you when she left Qingyuan Town last time?"
Yang Fang nodded and said: "I heard her say that, but I didn't expect that she would never come back. It was all because I was careless at the time."
"Oh, Fan Jinqiang nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly asked: "Secretary Yang, is the small warehouse where you kept Wu Liwan still there now?"
Yang Fangfang was stunned, thought for a while and said: "Qingyuan Town Primary School has moved a long time ago, and the site was given to the agricultural machinery factory. The agricultural machinery factory did not manage well and kept the original school site empty. There should be some left!"
¡°I want to take a look, could you please show me the way.¡± Fan Jinqiang insisted.
If it weren¡¯t for Yang Fang¡¯s presence, Wang Baoyu and Fan Jinqiang would definitely have become anxious. They would revisit their old places and reminisce about the past, all of which would cause trouble for Yang Fang. You know, Yang Fang is also an old man in his sixties.
"Okay!" Yang Fang stood up and agreed helplessly.
When going downstairs, Wang Baoyu couldn't help but asked Fan Jinqiang in a low voice: "Brother Fan, what kind of drama are you singing in? Could it be that Wu Liwan can go back there?"
"How will you know if you don't go and see." Fan Jinqiang said.
¡°She doesn¡¯t remember what happened there, so can she still remember the small warehouse?¡± Wang Baoyu still had some doubts.
"You are not her. Judging from our experience in handling cases, some people tend to ignore the things they remember most deeply. In fact, this is selective exclusion." Fan Jinqiang often cited his experience in handling cases, as if he was talking to a layman. Like people talking.
Wang Baoyu drove Fan Jinqiang with an unhappy look on his face, and followed Yang Fangfang's car to the agricultural machinery factory in Qingyuan Town, which was the original town primary school.
It was in the evening, and the two rows of gray brick buildings in the agricultural machinery factory looked increasingly dilapidated and old. There was an old janitor at the door, and he fell asleep out of boredom. No one must have been here for many days.
After getting off the car, Wang Baoyu asked Yang Fang curiously: "Secretary Yang, why is such a place idle all the time?"
"During the planned economy period, the agricultural machinery factory was still an important unit. But just after this area was allocated to them, the market was opened and invigorated, but the agricultural machinery factory became useless. I tried to move several times but failed, mainly because I had no money. After building a factory, it became completely obsolete," Yang Fang explained.
The old man was finally awakened by the footsteps of three people. He rubbed his eyes and saw that it was the former Secretary Yang. He hurriedly walked out of the hut and said hello with a smile on his face.
"Old Li, let's go in and take a look." Yang Fangfang didn't explain. Old Li Tou opened the door very knowingly. Anyway, it was in tatters and he was not afraid of losing things. Setting up such a gate post was just to watch naughty children. Don't smash the glass or remove the bricks inside.
Yang Fang strode ahead, followed closely by Wang Baoyu and Fan Jinqiang. Whenever they passed byAt the door, Yang Fangfang would explain like a treasure trove, this is the Academic Affairs Department, there is the principal's office, this is the first grade, that is the third grade. While talking, I felt a little excited, as if I had gone back to the past.
Unknowingly, I came to the back of the terraced house. Sure enough, there were two small houses with iron fences. The dark windows were like the eyes of a skeleton. A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves on the ground rustled, which made people's spines go up. Chills.
Yang Fang stopped and stared straight at the window for a long time, falling into deep memories. Fan Jinqiang wanted to urge Yang Fang to move forward, but Wang Baoyu stopped him and had to wait patiently.
"Alas! The little Wu Liwan was locked up here." Yang Fang finally came to his senses and pointed at one of the windows in a hoarse voice. The twinkling tears in his eyes gathered more and more, and finally a tear burst out of his eyes and fell. Yang Fang quickly turned his head and wiped it away quietly.
Wang Baoyu looked ahead and couldn't help but secretly lamented that even adults, let alone the child Wu Liwan, would definitely not be able to stand a place like this if they stayed there for a few days.
Along the way, Fan Jinqiang remained silent. He had no energy to be sentimental. He had only one purpose in his mind, which was to find clues related to this case.
Aren¡¯t they just two shabby houses? You can see through them at a closer look. Why are you so nervous? Wang Baoyu had been complaining in his heart about Fan Jinqiang's ruthlessness in handling the case, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice.
But Fan Jinqiang carefully looked at the surrounding environment. Suddenly, he stepped forward and grabbed Yang Fang. At the same time, he signaled Yang Fang and Wang Baoyu to stop talking, but he quietly moved towards the small warehouse.
Fan Jinqiang leaned over and came under the window of the iron fence of the small warehouse. He bent down to pick up a few things and studied them. When Wang Baoyu saw clearly what was in Fan Jinqiang's hand, he was suddenly startled and became highly nervous. Because what Fan Jinqiang was holding was just a few pieces of peanut skin.
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