Seeing that Ye Qianfan still wanted to get angry, Wang Ling hurriedly stepped forward and said to Mrs.
Du: "Mrs.
Du, calm down first and see who they are."
Wang Ling pointed at Feng Huo and Licao behind him and continued: "They are not strangers, but tenants of your front house.
Normally, their son Feng Xiaoqiang and your grandson Liu Xiaobao are so nice.
Xiaoqiang is fine.
Playing with your grandson, you won’t forget it.
Even though I lived here for only two months half a year ago, I saw them playing together every day.
How wonderful.
Both children are so cute. .
Isn’t Xiaoqiang the same as your grandson?
Now that Xiaoqiang is lost, aren’t you anxious or distressed at all?
Let’s think about it for a second, what if it was your grandson who was lost?
Are you anxious?
If you are looking for your grandson, others are also How would you feel if you don’t cooperate?”
"Yes, aunt, please," Licorice begged from behind.
Mrs.
Du stared, even though her face was a bit regretful, it could be seen that she was still not very happy.
Wang Ling suddenly felt that since she came back this time, Mrs.
Du seemed a little different from before, and she was not as amiable as before.
I always felt that this old lady was a little weird, but I couldn't put my finger on what was wrong.
Wang Ling felt that as a police officer, it was important to persuade people with good words and ideological work as a human being, but police officers were police officers and could not let this matter stump them.
The case would eventually be solved.
Wang Ling didn't wait for Mrs.
Du to answer, and continued: "Aunt Du, although I just came back last night, I also heard that many tenants in this building have moved out.
It seems that it is not just because the police came to look for people.
It seems that the stairs are quite uneven recently, you haven’t heard anything, right?”
"Nonsense!"
When Mrs.
Du heard what Wang Ling said, her eyes flashed and she was furious and scolded.
"No nonsense, let us find out and give you a clean slate.
Wouldn't it be better?"
Wang Ling said flatly.
Seeing the formation of Wang Ling and the others, Mrs.
Du knew she couldn't stop them, so she had to move away slowly.
Wang Ling avoided the kid and walked into the yard first.
When he looked back, he found that the kid Feng Xiaoqiang had disappeared.
"What a little devil, he is so unpredictable.
I have to be careful," Wang Ling warned himself secretly.
Ye Qianfan not only questioned Mrs.
Du again, but also went around upstairs and questioned two tenants who were not at work.
Feng Huo and Licorice also seemed to have doubts about this place, so they searched everywhere upstairs and downstairs.
Mei Hexuan stood in the middle of the yard, holding a cigarette lightly between two fingers of his right hand and smoking it in his mouth.
He didn't go upstairs, but just walked around here and there in the yard.
He looked very casual, but he was obviously very observant. carefulness.
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Wang Ling followed Mei Hexuan and glanced around the yard.
Suddenly, the shadow in the corner appeared.
A pair of small hands came out of the soil again, then a small head, then the entire small body.
Finally, Feng Xiaoqiang's whole little figure came out and stood in front of the flower pond.
The white light radiating from his whole body was painted in patches by the mud.
His two little eyes looked at Feng Huo and Licorice running around upstairs and downstairs, feeling demented.
Incessantly.
Wang Ling looked at the kid and didn't dare to get close, but at this moment, the kid Feng Xiaoqiang raised his arm, stretched out his finger, and pointed towards the flower pond, as if asking him to check there.
Wang Ling was very worried about this kid.
After all, his Yin Kung Fu had not yet reached level 1.
If the kid attacked him again and the handsome guy didn't have time to come forward, he would suffer.
Wang Ling could only wave his hand towards the kid, which meant asking him to step aside and not get so close.
As if the little ghost Feng Xiaoqiang understood what he meant, he actually walked aside and stayed far away.
Wang Ling then slowly approached the flower pond and took a closer look at the part where Feng Xiaoqiang had emerged.
He found that the leaves of a half-human-tall nail plant under the vigorously growing morning glory were curled and somewhat withered.
Wang Ling's eyes were fixed on the withered nail plant, and he was thinking deeply.
His heart suddenly shook, and he couldn't help but frown, his heartbeat began to accelerate, and he actually reached out to dig out the soil in the flower pond.
"What are you going to do?"
Suddenly, Mrs.
Du shouted to stop her, "Those are the flowers I planted carefully.
You are not allowed to touch them."
Wang Ling's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, turned around, and stared at her, as if he wanted to see through the secret deep in the old lady's heart.
Unexpectedly, Mrs.
Du seemed to have a guilty conscience, and seemed to be frightened by Wang Ling's staring gaze.
Her eyes flickered, she lowered her head and said nothing, and she couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Son, Xiaoqiang, where are you?
Come out quickly.
Mom misses you so much.
I miss you so much."
Licorice couldn't find her son.
She was anxious and cried heartbreakingly.
Then came Feng Huo, a grown man who made a living by collecting scraps.
Now he seemed to be in danger.
He was running around helplessly upstairs, shouting crazily: "Xiaoqiang, my child, come out quickly."
Dad misses you, Dad misses you” The shouts of the couple were so shrill that it was heartbreaking and frightening to listen to in the echoing Tongzi Tower.
Even Mei Hexuan couldn't help but be moved when he heard the shouts of the two couples.
He threw the cigarette butt hard on the ground and sighed, as if he was determined to solve the case.
However, Wang Ling could see clearly.
Feng Xiaoqiang's ghostly shadow was standing in the yard, his little head raised high, swinging his little head back and forth like a little chicken, looking at Feng Huo and Licorice running around upstairs.
Ye Qianfan looked at Feng Huo and Licorice who were going crazy, and couldn't help but feel sad.
Tears rolled down his eyes.
He hurriedly stretched out his fingers and wiped his long eyelashes.
"Mom mom" Wang Ling heard Feng Xiaoqiang's cry.
However, no one present could hear it.
"Mom, I'm here," Feng Xiaoqiang slowly waved his hand towards the upstairs.
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However, Feng Huo and Licorice couldn't see them at all.
Wang Ling stared at him blankly, as if he had forgotten the danger of the little ghost Feng Xiaoqiang.
He couldn't help it and said to Feng Xiaoqiang: "Go, find your mother."
"Ah" At this time, Ye Qianfan was beside Wang Ling.
When he suddenly heard Wang Ling say this, he couldn't help but stared at Wang Ling in confusion and asked, "What did you say?"
"Uh" Wang Ling suddenly woke up and hurriedly covered it up, "I didn't say anything."
Although Wang Ling did not answer Ye Qianfan directly, he could see that Ye Qianfan was frowning and a little confused.
However, the situation in front of him was so heartbreaking that he couldn't help but remind him.
His simple reminder made Feng Xiaoqiang turn his head, glance at him, nodded, and then his feet didn't even take a step, but the whole little man's body floated up, along the stairs, and floated upstairs.
Wang Ling followed Feng Xiaoqiang's soul upstairs and saw him floating next to Licorice, holding Licorice's hand and calling "Mom".
However, Licorice couldn't see him or hear him shouting.
She just cried like crazy looking for someone.
Feng Xiaoqiang's soul blocked Feng Huo's path again and wanted to rush into Feng Huo's arms.
However, Feng Huo passed through him, as if he was an empty bubble that could not stop anyone's body. of.
Wang Ling's eyes followed this family closely, separated by yin and yang, and the pain in his heart was indescribable.
"Hey, what are you looking at?"
Ye Qianfan noticed something was wrong with Wang Ling, and followed Wang Ling's gaze towards the stairs: