Tang Qian's sixth birthday was a real one, or it could be said that it was just the same as usual, nothing special.
Tang Hua bought him a small cake as part of the celebration.
It’s hard to figure out this child’s actual interests. Although there are many things he doesn’t like, he won’t refuse if they are offered to him. As he gets older and more experienced, he won’t even frown. He is a sensible child, but It makes people worry that he might be treated badly without paying attention.
It's just that on a special occasion like his birthday - even if it's just the date Tang Hua made up - he wants to make this annoying and cheap brother as happy as possible, and it's not just a superficial effort by him to pretend to be satisfied. Tang Hua has always felt guilty for him. If it were not for his mission, perhaps this child would have gone to the police station to cooperate with Song Jing in the investigation, and maybe he would be able to find his biological parents soon.
Although his real name has not made any progress in the investigation so far, even Song Jing did not think that a child who was only three years old at the time would remember too many details of the address. But no one knew better than Tang Hua that this child might be much smarter than others thought.
Sometimes Tang Hua wonders if he has autism - because it is said that children with that kind of disease often appear smarter and outstanding in other areas. But autistic children don't have the silent thoughtfulness of Tang Qian, and even if they remain silent, it won't cause any concern.
The cake selection took a lot of effort. I don’t want the pure cream, because if there is too much milk flavor, Tang Qian will feel like she is being treated as a baby, and she will get angry with herself if she doesn’t have any objections; I don’t want the strawberry, because little Tang Qian is very afraid of the seeds on the surface of strawberries, and will get scared when she sees it. , always thought it was a small bug, and then hated the whole house, and even pink cakes and ice cream were added to the blacklist.
Tang Hua thought hard in the cake shop for a long time and finally found a "green food" that looked quite healthy, a green matcha cake.
As always, Tang Qian didn't make too many comments, just whispered that it was delicious, but the base of the cake that had even the last bit of matcha powder scraped off showed that he really liked the taste of the cake, and this was not a sign of fraud.
Both of them are satisfied, and of course everyone is happy.
Already six years old, Tang Qian will soon be old enough to go to school.
But Tang Hua is not in a hurry, because the evidence he has collected is about to be finalized, and all criminal evidence will eventually be cleared.
Over the past three years, he has explored the identities of countless members overtly and covertly, and passed this information to Song Jing one by one. Song Jing once noticed the existence of the organization because of a murder case disguised as suicide, and as Tang Hua's supervisor, she cooperated with him inside and outside.
Members of the organization mostly refer to each other by pseudonyms. Because of this, even if they come into contact with themselves, it is difficult to directly obtain the identity of the other party. Tang Hua could only rely on his memory and observation skills to determine some clues about the other party, including family members and approximate address, and then Song Jing used the police database to investigate.
The net will be closed soon. After the network is closed, everything will be over, and Tang Qian can officially cooperate with the investigation. Maybe the investigation still has no results and he will be sent to an orphanage; maybe he is so smart that he will complete the stalled investigation and return to his parents smoothly.
All in all, he will enjoy a life that is not much different from ordinary people.
The plan to close the net was well planned, and Tang Hua became increasingly excited. He also looked forward to the day when all his work was completed.
He also has his own reasons.
Tang Qian could also see the changes in his cheap brother. He had grown up a little and was not like some children who could go to kindergarten, nor was he like a child who was pampered by his parents and even grandparents and had someone to accompany him all day long. He had nothing to do at home, and because he was naturally studious and sensible, he also read many books on the bookshelves. Perhaps he grew up faster than many of his peers in preschool.
Tang Hua was busy with his affairs, and books were almost just decorations for him. Most of the plastic covers were removed for Tang Qian, who begged for books.
Everything changed one morning.
Tang Hua solemnly took Tang Qian away from the two-bedroom apartment where they had been living, and placed him in a safe house.
The safe house is quite complete, not large in area, but it has a bed and a table, the bedding is thick, there is even a lamp on the table, a notebook is placed in the corner, and there is a pen next to it.
"You must wait here." Tang Hua knelt down and looked into Tang Qian's eyes with an extremely serious expression. "Don't go away. Wait for me to come back, or if a female police officer comes to pick you up. Don't Move around, don’t open the door, and read your book.”
This is already the harshest words Tang Hua has ever spoken. Tang Qian has always been obedient and does not need any threats.
Tang Qian nodded and hugged his favorite book that he brought from home. Tang Hua asked him to take it before leaving.
After setting everything up, Tang Hua checked the time on his watch, locked the door, and left the safe house.
Tang Hua was never at home during the day, and Tang Qian was very good at spending time by himself. He sat on the bed and read a book, turning page after page. It was his favorite book and he could read it for a long time.
The midday sun was a bit dazzling, not as soft as in the morning. Tang Qian gradually felt a little uncomfortable with this kind of light. He looked around and found a suitable corner to sit down, but found that the light seemed too dark to read in the dark.
The table and chairs were designed for adults, and the height between them was not suitable for Tang Qian, who was only over one meter tall.
But it’s not bad to be able to read books.
Tang Qian thought of a way, if he jumped from the bed to the chair, then climbed from the chair to the table, and sat directly on the table, with his back to the window, and he could also close the curtains - in this way, natural light would come in It won't be too dazzling.
His plan was sound and not completely unfeasible. Just after he had finished half of the work, sat on the table, reached out to close the curtains, and turned on the lamp on the table, he finally discovered something was wrong.
There seems to be something wrong with the lighting of the desk lamp, and there are some unusual light shadows where the light beam shines.
There was something in the light tube, this was Tang Qian's first reaction.
The desk lamp had just been working and had not had time to get hot, but Tang Qian, who was afraid of fire and heat, cautiously turned off the desk lamp again, then reached into the vicinity of the lamp and fumbled out a note.
Tang Qian could read by himself, so of course he was literate, and he also knew the contents.
[The mission has been exposed, don’t carry it out, don’t trust other police officers]
Six-year-old Tang Qian was just stunned on the spot.
Who wrote this...? Who put it here?
He was a little at a loss and looked around, but there was no difference from before.
And, who is this written to?
Long before he was brought to the safe house, he realized that Tang Hua wanted to send him to a safe place. Tang Qian was not unaware that his cheap brother seemed to have an unusual status and was often in danger. After all, the night when he saw Tang Hua return with blood on his hands was enough for Tang Qian, who had a flexible mind, to come up with some reliable or unreliable guesses.
But he also always believed that Tang Hua was very powerful.
Tang Qian never had his own plan. He knew very well that his random actions would only drag down Tang Hua - he was still a child. There is no surer way to do it than to wait and see how it changes.
But what happened to this note...this note that Tang Hua didn't see before he left?
Before Tang Hua left, he said that a female police officer would come to pick him up... If what this note said was true...
Following the unprecedented grievance he experienced when Tang Hua picked him up three years ago, Tang Hua fell into an unprecedented entanglement. This is also an excruciating experience.
He didn't know what to do.
In case Tang Hua... doesn't know the news, therefore... therefore...
The solid theoretical edifice that Tang Qian constructed on his own almost collapsed, with only the outer walls remaining. The fear that he had always existed faintly, but was suppressed by the strong reason he was born with, came to his mind at this moment. His young mind could not support calm judgment or other impulses. He tried to stabilize his mind and continued reading as Tang Hua asked, but he had to fill his mind with the thought of this note, and then he felt guilty again. There is nothing else.
what to do……
what to do……
He suddenly realized a problem. He seemed unable to deliver the news at all.
He didn't know where Tang Hua was going. He couldn't tell him the content of the note. The door was locked and he couldn't get out. Thinking of this, Tang Qian seemed to be back on the mountain road where he desperately searched for rescue three years ago, confused and at a loss, unable to find the direction of his goal.
Tang Hua locked the door before leaving. There seemed to be no communication equipment inside the door. He seemed to have no choice... he could only wait and see what happened.
No.
Tang Qian raised his head and saw several wires wrapped in plastic tubes in the crack of the door.
What can be seen is the wire leading to the socket of the desk lamp, but there is another wire, which is not leading to this location, nor is it heading towards the bathroom, but is also in the room, leading to the inside of an inconspicuous cabinet. .
What is it connected to?
He jumped off the table and followed the exposed wire on the ceiling.
Sure enough, at the end of this short journey, the cabinet door opened and there was a fixed telephone.
And he memorized the string of numbers that Tang Hua taught him!
Tang Qian was almost ecstatic at that moment.
His fingers even trembled a little. He didn't know whether it was because it was the first time in his life that he took the initiative to do something that went beyond what others asked him to do, or because he was really shocked that he could actually go this far.
"Hello..." Music rang on the phone. Tang Qian waited timidly, with his eyebrows knitted together. He couldn't help but speak even before the connection started, and then he realized that his voice was useless at this time. It was useless, so he pursed his lips tightly.
Finally, the call was connected.
"Is it brother?" Tang Qian's words were a bit questioning. He was very cautious and wanted to make sure that it was indeed Tang Hua who was speaking on the other side.
Tang Hua answered the call.
"It's my brother calling. Sorry, the little guy must be scared at home alone." He apologized to his companions and walked aside alone, "I'm here, what's wrong?"
Tang Hua calmed down. As early as this time, he was used to wording his words in advance and clearly conceiving what he wanted to say.
"I found a note that said..."
As Tang Qian gradually finished speaking, Tang Hua's expression became worse and worse.
A safe house is undoubtedly the safest place of all places, and only truly trustworthy people know where this place is. Among all the police officers, except for himself, there was only one person who knew this location within the scope of his understanding.
Song Jing.
Would Song Jing say such words and use this kind of reminder to signal him to terminate the mission? If this note was really written by her, why was it hidden in the house?
It is hidden in a secret location like a desk lamp. Only if you need to live here and turn on the desk lamp, you will find the whereabouts of the note. And if someone comes to search, they generally won't check such corners.
Tang Hua took a deep breath.
If the mission is exposed at this time...
At this moment, he caught the sound of footsteps coming from behind.
"Ahua, haven't you finished talking on the phone yet?" A casual voice came from behind, "Let's try to hurry up, someone is coming. Don't chat with your brother for too long, children like to scare themselves. Why do you have so many things to do about yourself?"
But such a relaxed conversation did not make Tang Hua feel any relaxed.
After hanging up the phone, he touched the pistol hidden by his waistband in a blind spot where the other party could not detect it.
This was a weapon he had kept hidden at home, dismantling the parts and keeping them there for three whole years. Only today, when everything should be over, did he assemble this last life-saving weapon and take it with him. In addition, he also carried a set of handcuffs, which were also old items that had been stored for a long time.
"You're right." He put down the phone and turned around.
His eyes met a dagger pointed at his throat, only a punch away from his vital part.
"What do you mean?" Tang Hua said coldly.
The other party shook his head, seemingly indifferent to Tang Hua's anger: "I thought you would know better than me. I still don't know what happened. Are you really pretending to be addicted? That brother of yours is not bad. Ah, I'm really curious that such a little kid can still tip off information."
Tang Hua gritted his teeth: "How do you know..."
Although his attention was focused on the phone, he was sure that his vigilance could not have allowed the contents of the phone to reach the accomplice's ears directly. The distance between them was far enough, he had confirmed earlier.
He didn't have any cards now, but if something went wrong on Tang Qian's side... he couldn't bear the responsibility, and the result was even more unacceptable.
"Maybe you should consider whether we will take other measures when we know your bad intentions." The accomplice said in surprise, "You don't think that liquidation is just lip service? Or, now even the notes are like this Stupid, you don’t even know how to monitor other people’s phone calls?”
This person is quite arrogant and does not seem to be difficult to deal with.
But without enough equipment, it is impossible to achieve the monitoring effect with just a normal mobile phone. This person may have had more accomplices who fought back against the police deployment.
This kind of reckoning may be more terrifying than simple murder as imagined. This is not just the personal behavior of a killer, but more likely someone else is behind it.
Tang Hua couldn't help but feel a little scared. He had indeed never used electronic communication equipment to communicate with his online counterpart. This was Song Jing's request. He once thought that maybe Song Jing, as a criminal police officer, was thinking too much. From this point of view, this might not be a wasted effort.
"Are you the guy in charge of the liquidation?" Tang Hua calmed down, "It seems quite bluffing. But I'm afraid it's not you who tracked the cell phone signal. You are asking for credit from others, brother, don't you feel embarrassed?"
The other party sneered.
