After chatting with Yang Xueqi about the case, Yang Xueqi was called to the director's office.
Fang Mo stayed in his office, thinking about what Yang Xueqi said before.
After getting the recovered video, Fang Mo subconsciously believed that Xu Mo had a dual personality and could break through from this aspect.
But when he thought about the many previous confrontations with Xu Mo, he had not taken advantage. In addition, this video was provided to him by Xu Mo on his own initiative. Fang Mo did not doubt that this might be a trap.
That's why he went to Wang Ye to report the matter, with the purpose of finding a professional to help.
Wang Ye obviously saw what Fang Mo was thinking, so Wang Ye called him without Fang Mo opening his mouth.
However, after some analysis by Yang Xueqi, Fang Mo did not get the answer he wanted. It would be false to say that he was not disappointed.
But he had to admit that Yang Xueqi's analysis was very reasonable and consistent with his understanding of Xu Mo.
If it were anyone else, Xu Mo's move would definitely not be of much use, but Fang Mo was different.
Fang Mo not only suspected Xu Mo, but also believed that there was a sixth person at the scene of the 404 case.
Whether it's for the truth or Chen Shi, Fang Mo will continue to investigate.
Xu Mo obviously knew this, so he took advantage of it.
It was also at this time that Fang Mo understood that Xu Mo would say those words to him when he sent Xu Mo home after the 404 case was over.
"Have you started plotting against me since then?"
Shaking his head, Fang Mo knew that now was not the time to think about this.
The first priority now is to find those missing people, especially Xu Tao and Ye Qingwu.
However, even after the case took place for so long, the missing Xu Tao and Xie Yao have still not been found.
However, the police have compiled a lot of information about the two of them, but there are not many useful things.
So, that afternoon, Fang Mo approached Yang Xueqi again and asked her to help analyze Xu Tao and Xie Yao from a psychological perspective to see if she could provide any ideas.
Yang Xueqi did not refuse. After reading all the files and information, Yang Xueqi did not give any good suggestions.
Still, she made a suggestion.
"Since Xu Tao and the others have no clues yet, why don't you go check on Song Huihui's parents?"
"(°ー°〃)Huh?!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Yang Xueqi with puzzled faces and thought to themselves: What does this have to do with Song Huihui's parents.
Fang Mo was startled for a moment, then realized what he was doing.
So, he immediately left the police station and drove to Song Huihui's home.
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"Dong dong dong~~~"
Fang Mo knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response, which gave Fang Mo a bad feeling.
Just when he was hesitating whether to find someone to unlock the door, an old and hoarse voice came from inside.
"Who?"
Hearing the sound, Fang Mo's eyes lit up and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's me, Fang Mo."
"Oh, it turns out to be Officer Fang."
With that said, Song Jianguo opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, a strange smell hit his face, and Fang Mo frowned subconsciously.
An Xin, who was standing behind Fang Mo, subconsciously covered his nose.
On the contrary, Yang Xueqi, who came with her, showed no change in expression.
Out of instinct, Fang Mo asked: "Uncle Song, what are you doing in the house? Why does it smell so bad?"
Song Jianguo glanced at the three of them and said, "Come in and talk."
Immediately, he turned around and returned to the room.
Fang Mo followed and walked in.
Entering the room, Fang Mo was about to ask if he needed to change his shoes when he saw that the room was very dark and the walls were covered with various talismans.
Although Fang Mo couldn't understand what was written on the talisman, he could probably guess it.
After walking through the entrance hall and entering the living room, he saw that the living room was very empty. The place where the TV should have been was turned into a spiritual platform, with six spiritual tablets placed on it, three large and three small.
There are offerings in front of the spiritual tablet, an incense burner in the middle, and a brazier under the altar with paper money still burning inside.
Seeing this scene, everyone immediately understood why the smell in the room was so strong.
An Xin frowned when he saw the brazier on the ground and couldn't help but said: "How can you burn something in the room? You..."
But before An Xin could finish speaking, Fang Mo turned around and glared at him fiercely, winking at him.
An Xin was stunned, and immediately understood what Fang Mo meant, and started to circle around the room.
Fang Mo turned his head, looked at Song Jianguo, and said, "He is still young and ignorant. Uncle Song, don't pay too much attention."
Song Jianguo glanced at An Xin and the other two, shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Immediately, he took the initiative to ask: "Officer Fang, what are you doing here today? Do you want to take any biological samples?"
Fang Mo shook his head and said, "It's nothing, we were just passing by and came up to see you."
When Song Jianguo heard this, he stared at Fang Mo for a few seconds before saying, "I'm interested."
From the moment he opened the door to now, Song Jianguo's attitude towards Fang Mo and the others was lukewarm.
In fact, this is normal.
A pair of children. Their daughter has been missing for three years. Although the police helped them find her, when they saw her again, she was already a corpse.
Only then did he find his son who had been missing for many years, but he became a murderer and was eventually shot dead by the police.
To be honest, Song Jianguo and his wife hated the police more than they were grateful.
Now it's good to be able to open the door for them and let them in.
Fang Mo naturally understood this, but he still asked: "Where is aunt? Why didn't you see her?"
"She sent Huihui and Xiaolang back to their hometown."
"When did you go back? Why didn't I listen to you last time?"
Song Jianguo glanced at Fang Mo and said calmly: "You didn't even ask? And when we return to our hometown, do we need to report to the police?"
Hearing this, Fang Mo quickly waved his hands and said, "Uncle Song, you misunderstood me. What I wanted to say was, Uncle Song, why didn't you go back with me?"
"I still have some unfinished business in Baiyin City. I'll go back when it's done."
"What time will you return?"
Song Jianguo shook his head and said, "I don't plan to come back."
Fang Mo raised his eyebrows, and then asked: "Uncle Song, has anyone come to see you recently?"
"No."
"not a single one?"
"Such a big thing happened at home, and Xiao Lang is a murderer. It's too late for them to hide from us. Who will come to us except you, the police?"
Song Jianguo emphasized the word murderer very seriously.
Fang Mo naturally knew that Song Jianguo was expressing his dissatisfaction, and he didn't know what to say.
However, when he saw An Xin and Yang Xueqi coming back from the corner of his eye, he asked, "Uncle Song, can I put up the incense stick?"
Song Jianguo was slightly startled when he heard this. He glanced at Fang Mo with some surprise, then nodded and handed Fang Mo a stick of incense.
After Fang Mo took it, he bowed to the tablet, inserted the incense into the incense burner, and then said, "Uncle Song, we won't disturb you."
"Um."
Fang Mo turned around and left when he saw this.
As soon as he walked out, Fang Mo's face darkened.
