The little policewoman said: "We have contacted the owner of the house, but have not been in touch. As time has passed, there has been no contact. As for whether he has come back quietly, we don't know."

"I'll go in and take a look." Honghai walked over directly.

Lao He nodded, thinking about pushing open the iron gate in front of the courtyard, and then Honghai kicked it open... Next was the front door of the house, which he also kicked.

…

There was a fire that burned almost everything in the house.

Old He and the little policewoman found two wooden sticks and picked them all the way, but couldn't find anything useful. After a while, they saw Hong Boy walking down from upstairs, holding a photo frame in his hand.

.

Inside is a group photo... of a teenager and a middle-aged woman with a haggard face.

Honghai pointed at the woman in the photo and said, "Who is this from Gao Yang? Mother?"

The little policewoman said: "It should be his mother. Gao Yang is currently an aborigine of Cuihua Town. He went out to work when he was young. But when Gao Yang was five years old, his mother took him back to Cuihua Town to settle down.

"

"Where is his father?"

"I don't know." The little policewoman shook her head: "Gao Yang also takes his mother's surname. His mother's name is Gao Cuilan."

"Where's Gao Cuilan?" Honghai asked.

The little policewoman was well prepared: "I checked online. The last place where Gao Cuilan registered to work was a company called [Fire King] in Huoyun City, but that was almost thirty years ago. This company

I don’t know if it’s still there or not.”

"[Fire King]?" Hong Boy's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the little policewoman and said: "Are you sure, it is really [Fire King]?"

"The Internet connection of Huoyun Police Station is like this...probably?"

"How could it be [Fire King]..." Hong Boy muttered, frowned, and walked out of the room.

"Chief, did I say something wrong?" The little policewoman couldn't help but glance at Lao He anxiously, and asked curiously: "Is there anything special about this [Fire King] company?"

Lao He thought for a while and said: "It happened many years ago. Of course you young people don't know. [Fire King] Group was the real giant in Huoyun City back then. Later [Pingtian] Group rose up, and [Fire King]

] then gradually withdrew from the stage...I heard that the boss of [Fire King] not only went crazy, but also jumped to his death."

"who--!"

Suddenly, a cold shout from Hong Boy came from outside the house.

…

When Lao He and the little policewoman ran out in a hurry, they saw that Red Boy had blocked an old man... The eldest lady of Huoyun City did not take action, but the old man seemed to be frightened and didn't know what to do.

Looking around in confusion.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" Lao He hurriedly stepped forward and said: "This is an old man from the town who lives nearby... who runs a breakfast shop! Misunderstanding!"

"He is hiding outside secretly." Honghai said calmly.

Lao He looked at the old man and said, "Old Zhao, how are you doing?"

Hearing this, the old man said, "I saw your car parked at Cuilan's house. I thought something happened, so I came over to take a look... What, what happened here?"

"Do you know Gao Cuilan's family?" Hong Hai frowned slightly.

Lao Zhao subconsciously looked at Lao He, saw Lao He wink, and nodded again, and then slowly said: "Cuilan's family has lived here, and they have been neighbors for decades... What did Cuilan say?

I grew up watching the neighbors, do you think we are familiar with each other?"

"Where's Gao Yang? Do you know him?"

"Gao Yang?" Old Zhao was startled, then shook his head and said, "It's okay for this damn boy not to tell you. When Cuilan was terminally ill, he didn't even bring her back to see him. It's pitiful that Cuilan raised her son alone and died.

He is also alone, and it is us outsiders who help him to bury him!"

"Where is Gao Cuilan's husband?" Honghai asked, "Have you ever heard her mention it?"

Lao Zhao said: "Cuilan never said this. We don't know much. We just vaguely heard her say that her husband was no longer around... He probably died long ago, so she took her son back to her hometown.

Well. If you are looking for Gao Yang, it will probably be difficult to find him. This guy has almost lost all relatives."

Hong Hai breathed out slowly, but wrote down a phone number, "Old man, I scared you just now, I'm sorry...this is my contact information. If you see Gao Yang coming back during this time, please contact me immediately

I, I will pay you. In addition, if you remember anything about Gao Cuilan's family, you can also contact me."

For the sake of getting paid, Lao Zhao saved the number, "Speaking of which, I remembered something... I remember one time, Gao Yang and Cuilan probably had a quarrel. It was late at night and it was raining.

, the kid came out all the way, saying that he wanted to find his brother or something."

"elder brother?"

"I don't know either." Old Zhao shook his head: "It happened many years ago. It was raining heavily at that time, so I didn't hear it clearly."

"There is another brother..."

…

…

Huoyun City, Huoyun General Administration Detention Center.

The iron door of the cell slowly opened... In the cell, [Sang Kun] not only wore a heavy suppressor on his body, he was even put on a straitjacket, and a steel mask was put on his mouth, with a fierce look in his eyes

.

The suspects in the same cell were "obediently" sitting in the corner - some were even kneeling facing the wall.

Only [Sang Kun] sat in the middle with his sword closed, with only the Nine-Patterned Dragon by his side.

At this time, when he saw Ma SIR2.0 coming in, [Sang Kun] sneered directly...and then Xiao Luo SIR came in.

[Sang Kun]'s smile gradually disappeared.
Chapter completed!