Zhou Zhimo and Feng Chengyu both stood up and looked at Xiaofeng nervously.
He looked at the two of them: "The result of the comparison is that they are relatives."
Zhou Zhimo looked at Feng Chengyu and saw him lowering his eyelids and looking at the ground without speaking.
Xiaofeng looked at it and quietly exited.
There are usually people who help people find their relatives. Most of them come in various states, except for Feng Chengyu, who is so clear-headed and warm.
Zhou Zhimo handed him a glass of hot water: "Drink some hot water."
"Such a result makes me feel very complicated."
"I handled a case two months ago, and the victim was my cousin."
"But until then, none of us knew she existed except the grandmother who abandoned her for her own selfish desires."
"When I think about that incident, even now, my heart is filled with panic."
"I don't know how to comfort people. I just want to tell you that I understand how uncomfortable you feel right now."
Just when he was so stuck for words that he was picking his toes, Feng Chengyu took a deep breath: "I'm fine."
He looked at Zhou Zhimo: "It's like she has never forgotten me in all the years I have been gone."
"No matter where they are, I have them in my heart and have warmth."
He took a sip of water and quickly calmed down his emotions: "What should I do with you next?"
"In other words, what are we going to do together?"
Zhou Zhimo looked deeply at the young man in front of him, who was half a head taller than him, and felt really pity in his heart.
He was even thinking: "If I had found him earlier and recognized him, Huang Juhua would not have been killed."
But as a policeman, he knows very well that there are never what-ifs in life, there is no choice to start over, and everyone can only move forward.
Next, seize the time to enter the village and complete the next work.
Zhou Zhimo convened an emergency meeting to talk about the current situation and arrange everyone's work.
"The current multiple identifications have basically confirmed the identity of the deceased, who is Huang Juhua."
"The biggest suspects now are Li Laosan, pig butcher Lao Fangtou, and bamboo strip maker Zhao Hongsheng."
"Of course, other people related to Huang Juhua are not excluded."
"Lao Fangtou and Li Laosan have been detained. The interrogation results show that Li Laosan did not have time to commit the crime, and Lao Fangtou did not admit that he committed the crime."
"Judging from the two people's reactions, it doesn't look like a disguise."
"But Lao Fangtou is a pig butcher. He meets the requirements of dismembering the body after killing, and has the tools and professional techniques to commit the crime."
"As for Zhao Hongsheng, when he discovered that we were entering the village to conduct an investigation, he followed us and checked our vehicles."
"Then, he pretended to go out to work and disappeared."
"We seriously suspect that Zhao Hongsheng is hiding to observe our case handling while going out."
"Now we need to find Zhao Hongsheng as soon as possible. In addition, we need to conduct a surprise inspection in the village to see if we can find any other clues."
Speaking of this, Zhou Zhimo asked Xiaofeng: "Have the inspection results of the tools that I brought back with Old Fangtou come out?"
Xiaofeng nodded and projected the information on the screen: "Everything has been checked. There is no human fibrous tissue on those tools."
Seeing everyone stop, Xiao Qin said: "We also found something here."
Xiao Qin put the video in his hand on the big screen: "The Sky Eye data we just found, the last time Zhao Hongsheng appeared in the surveillance area was the afternoon before yesterday."
"He bought a lot of food at a store ten miles away from Liangshan Village."
"Then we entered the trail and were no longer under surveillance."
"Looking from the map, the path goes into the woods. If you continue deeper, there is an old road from previous years."
"I just contacted the village chief. He said that the road there goes straight forward and you can reach Liangshan. The older generation knows this road."
Xiao Qin gestured on the map: "Zhao Hongsheng may have been worried about meeting acquaintances on the road, so he chose this deserted mountain road."
Zhou Zhimo nodded in agreement: "It's very possible based on your analysis."
Zhou Zhimo told everyone: "Let's arrange the matters at hand and set off in five minutes to enter the village to investigate."
Everyone ended the meeting and prepared for departure. Soon, everyone got into the car with their tools.
Zhou Zhimo asked Feng Chengyu for his opinion: "We are going to the village to conduct an investigation. Do you go with us, or do you go by yourself after it's over?"
Feng Chengyu did not hesitate: "I will enter the village with you."
He took Feng Chengyu with him and drove three cars together towards the village.
Along the way, Feng Chengyu looked out of the car window without saying a word. Approaching the entrance of the village, he sat up straighter and stared outside without blinking.
When they arrived at the village, the village chief was already waiting at the intersection. When he saw them coming, he hurriedly came over and said, "According to your instructions, I have notified the people in the village."
"Anyone who has people at home, come over for the meeting."
Zhou Zhimo looked at him gratefully: "Thank you for your hard work, big brother."
He pulled Feng Chengyu over and said, "Brother, let me introduce you to someone."
The village chief looked up at the young man in front of him, and asked with excitement and uncertainty: "Are you... are you Xiaobao?"
He looked again and again: "That's right, right? You are Xiaobao, right?"
Feng Chengyu bent down and bowed: "Grandpa, village chief, I am Feng Chengyu, and my mother is Huang Juhua."
The village chief nodded excitedly: "Okay, you are finally back."
"He looks a lot like your dad. He's carved from the same mold. His eyes are like your mom's."
"You're still fine. You look like such a energetic young man. Okay, okay!"
Immediately, the village chief probably thought that everyone in Huang Juhua was gone, and the child was back, but he could not see him again, and there was a separation between yin and yang.
He moved his lips: "Come on, kid, I'll take you to meet the older generation in the village."
After taking two steps, he suddenly remembered something, stopped again, turned around and said to Zhou Zhimo: "Zhao Hongsheng has not been in the village these days. I asked everyone, and no one saw him."
Zhou Zhimo said: "Okay, we understand."
"We already have news about Zhao Hongsheng and have sent people there."
"You go and hold a meeting for everyone. We'll sit in and observe everyone's reactions."
The village chief agreed: "Okay."
The village chief held Feng Chengyu's hand and walked forward, chattering along the way: "So many years have passed and you have grown so big."
The village chief sighed: "It would be great if you were here."
When everyone saw the village chief leading a spirited young man, they all opened their eyes and looked up and down curiously.
The crowd whispered: "Who do you think that is?"
"Why do the eyes look so much like yellow chrysanthemums?"
"When you said it, I thought so too. Does his face and figure look exactly like the man who died when Huang Juhua died?"
"Yes, yes, it's true."
"Could it be that little treasure who disappeared back then?"
