"Can you tell me in detail what she said to herself in the room?" Tan Wan asked.
My aunt shook her head: "You can't hear clearly through the door panel."
Whenever she thinks of those days, she feels chills running down her spine: "Miss Police Officer, I think my daughter must have a mental problem. We are the only two in the house, but I often hear her talking to someone in the house. ....."
"It's all my fault. His father and I have been getting divorced recently. I've been very upset. I've vented my anger on Yuan'er several times recently. I'm really not a qualified mother... I even lost her. If If anything happens to Yuan'er, I...I'll die immediately!"
Aunt Han Beiya's mood had reached its peak, and she insisted on hitting the wall despite everyone's obstruction.
Upon seeing this, Uncle Han didn't want his sister to lose her composure in front of the guests, so he took her back to the room.
"Your aunt's condition doesn't seem right. She..." Tan Wan leaned into Han Beiya's ear and asked in a low voice, "Has she always been like this?"
"No way." Han Beiya looked at her aunt's leaving figure worriedly, "My uncle is going to divorce her. According to the regulations, the two must live apart for one year to spend the divorce cooling-off period. Now that the cooling-off period is about to expire, my aunt is under great pressure. That’s all.”
"Your aunt said that your cousin was talking to himself, have you heard it too?" Tan Wan asked curiously.
Just listening to the aunt's description was too mysterious. No one was at home, but she could hear who her daughter was talking to.
If this situation were placed in a foreign ghost movie, it would probably mean that the house is haunted.
"I just returned to China not long ago, and I have been living with you until last night. I didn't go home until last night." Han Beiya recalled, "I fell asleep last night after my cousin fell asleep, and I didn't hear any strange noises."
Mother Han, who had been sitting silently for a long time, spoke up and asked Tanwan: "Officer Tanwan, what should we do now...?"
"You can prepare some cash first, just in case. If you agree, I will ask my colleagues from the police station to help squat and capture the kidnapper."
"But... Officer Tan, although our family is also engaged in small business, this business is becoming more and more difficult to do. We are asked to spend 5 million at once. This..." Mother Han was very Embarrassed, his furrowed brows never let go, "There are difficulties at home."
Han Beiya slapped her head: "I have money. I made a lot of money from acting this year, but...the money is locked in the company account and has not been paid in. I will discuss it with the company first to see if we can accommodate it." .”
Tan Wan has not handled many kidnapping cases, but when she was an apprentice, she saw several kidnapping cases with her former master.
Kidnappers usually have clear goals for the kidnapped family and often have a certain understanding of the other party's assets and capabilities.
Even if the amount is quoted, it is usually within the range that the other party can afford, or an amount that can be collected even if it is enough.
The note clearly stated that it wanted five million, and it also stated that the date was only three days. How did the kidnapper come to the conclusion of these two figures? It's really weird.
That's not the only weird thing.
Han Yuan'er, who was kidnapped, was 15 years old, an age that could be described as too young or too young.
As long as the child makes a noise, it will attract the attention of others, not to mention that cooking porridge is a random event. How can the kidnapper avoid everyone in the house and kidnap the person without anyone noticing?
After a while, Han Beiya came back, with a depressed look on his face.
The company responded that the accountants were closed on the weekends, and the earliest they would have to wait until early morning was three days later to arrange the remittance.
Han Beiya brought Tan Wan to Han Yuan'er's room.
As a child's room, this room is relatively large.
The wallpaper is pink, which girls like, and there are many cute sticker murals. There is a poster of a boy band on the wall. The cheerful black style forms a strong contrast with the wallpaper.
Han Beiya took Tan Wan to visit and introduced: "This poster is J TWO, a new boy group formed in the past two years. There are several people in this group who are more handsome than each other. My cousin has good taste~"
"Why is there just one?" Although Tan Wan has never chased stars, he has also seen Han Beiya chase them.
At that time, Han Beiya seemed to like an overseas girl group. She bought a lot of peripherals, large and small, and made her house look like a museum, with stickers everywhere.
Han Beiya waved her hands and sighed: "My aunt didn't let her chase stars. She said that she was at the school age now and had to concentrate on her studies. She tore up the few small posters she bought before. My cousin was sad for several days. .”
This all happened when Han Beiya was abroad. She heard Han's mother tell her when she was on the phone with her family. Only then did she know some inside information, but that was all.
Looking at the poster posted in the middle of the room, Tanwan asked jokingly: "Then how did this one survive?"
Han Beiya shrugged and explained leisurely: "It was given by my uncle on my cousin's birthday. Since it's a birthday gift, it's hard for my aunt to say anything~"
Tan Wan followed Han Beiya around the room and got a general idea of Han Yuan'er's life.
Han Yuan'er's life is very simple. Apart from the piles of exercise books on the table and the violin in the corner, there is almost nothing for leisure and fun.
The floor was neat and clean, and there wasn't even a crease on the sheets. It was as clean as the model room.
No, there are some cute dolls in the model room for decoration, but Han Yuan'er's bed doesn't even have a doll.
"Besides the note, did the kidnapper send anything else?" Tan Wan said while prompting, "For example, real-time photos of the kidnapped person, or small jewelry that the kidnapped person usually carries with him, which can prove his identity. That kind of thing.”
Han Beiya didn't understand. She looked at Tan Wan blankly and asked, "What are those?"
"I have encountered many children who ran away from home before. Most of them were children who were traumatized in their original families and wanted to take revenge on their parents. They also pretended that they had been kidnapped, left a kidnapping letter, and then disappeared for a few hours. To scare the adults at home.”
Tan Wan then added: "If there is no follow-up, it cannot be ruled out that it is a child's prank."
Han Beiya's aunt's room is next door. When she said this, her aunt just recovered her mood and came out with Uncle Han, and heard what Tan Wan said.
As if she had grasped some life-saving straw, she held Tan Wan's hand tightly, her eyes shining: "Miss Tan, are you saying that my child may not have been kidnapped??"
With eager but expectant eyes, eager for her doubts to be recognized by the other party, she would guide her guessing in the best direction.
Tan Wan's wrist was still painful from the contusion earlier, but her aunt happened to hold the wound on her hand, and the pain exploded on the nerve endings like fireworks.
