She couldn't help but shiver, shrinking her neck.
"Her daughter should have a civil status file, right?"
"There is indeed one..."
"Is there any record of her attending school?"
"Let check..." Song Yarong picked up her phone and started operating it, gradually her expression beca strange.
"Did you find it?"
"Zhao Ming never sent his daughter to kindergarten... While this is sowhat strange, it doesn't violate the federal compulsory education law... When Zhao Xuan was eight years old, he enrolled Zhao Xuan in Tianfu City's Second Primary School, but according to the school's records, during two sesters, Zhao Xuan never attended school for even a day... According to the parents, the child has a troubleso illness and needs treatnt. Because Zhao Ming works at the Mysterious Creature Research Institute, the school didn't dare ask too many questions..."
"Did Zhao Xuan go to school when the enrollnt procedures were completed?" Sun Hang asked again.
"No." Song Yarong still shook her head, "All the procedures were completed by Zhao Ming alone."
"So, this Zhao Xuan has never appeared in anyone else's view..." Sun Hang pondered, "Where does Zhao Ming live?"
"Room 2701, Building 15, Maohua District."
"You go back first and take Tang Jing to the research institute, then have Mr. Wang co back imdiately, and before we return, do not leave Mr. Wang's line of sight." Sun Hang said while he opened the navigation app on his phone and found the location of Maohua District.
This is a resettlent housing located between the fourth and fifth ring roads on the east side of Tianfu City, in a remote area. With Zhao Ming's inco level, he could certainly afford a better house...
Why would he continue living in such an old and small place?
Is it to save for his daughter's dowry?
...
...
Sun Hang quickly arrived at Building 15 of Maohua District—by the ti he arrived, several sheriffs and investigators were already standing on the roof terrace, a helicopter was hovering in mid-air, its rotor blades' sound deafening.
"Not afraid of alerting the snake, huh..." Sun Hang glanced at the sheriffs who were startled by his entrance, then flashed his Hunter license and asked, "Is this Zhao Ming's residence?"
"Ye-yes." The leading middle-aged sheriff quickly nodded, "The 27th floor is the top floor, go down the terrace to get there."
The hallway was also crowded with fully ard sheriffs, two investigators wearing heavy armor were holding onto alloy shields weighing tens of kilograms with one hand and handguns locked into the shield grooves with the other, crouching at the entrance of Room 2701, ready for anything.
Song Yarong had already given a heads-up over here; as soon as Sun Hang arrived, the command of the scene would completely belong to him.
"Any movent inside?" Sun Hang asked.
"Report to the officer, none!" A sheriff replied, "We have dispatched drones to carefully check within the house, without finding anything unusual."
"Have you tested for eerie entity tic fluctuations?" Sun Hang asked again.
"Report to the officer, we also tested that, and did not find any tic fluctuations!" The sheriff answered.
"Can I have a look at the drone footage?"
"Please, officer." The sheriff handed over a tablet.
The drones they used were snake-like drones often used in the field of archaeology, these drones are flat and slender with multiple movable joints, capable of easily passing through gaps that conventional drones cannot. This ti, the drone snuck into the room from under the door gap and checked the entire place.
The arrangent inside the room was almost identical to what Sun Hang saw in mory fragnts, even the cake was still placed in front of Yan Lili's black-and-white photo.
There were two plates on the dining table, one containing a third of a cake, while the other only had so cream remnants at the bottom.
No tentacled rotten at and no eerily smiling little girl.
"Officer... Do you need us to forcibly break the door?" The sheriff next to him asked.
"No need, I'll do it myself." Sun Hang stepped forward, grabbed the door handle, and with a gentle push, the door opened as if it wasn't locked.
The sound of fabric and equipnt rubbing against each other ca from behind, and all the sheriffs and investigators raised their weapons, with a dozen dark gun barrels pointed into the room.
"Don't co in yet." Sun Hang said, kicking away several pairs of slippers piled at the entrance, then entered the room.
He turned on the lights in the living room.
At a glance downwards, Sun Hang noticed sothing was off.
On the shoe rack at the entrance, there were several pairs of shoes—shoes for an adult man and children's shoes suitable for a girl. The adult man's shoes were fine, but these children's shoes seed out of place.
The sizes of the children's shoes were all mixed up, so were nearly twice the size of others... It seed like the shoes a little girl wore from a young age were all placed together...
A thin layer of dust covered these shoes, but aside from the dust, all the shoes were very new, with no creases at the uppers and heels, as if they had never been worn by anyone.
"Heh." Sun Hang let out a cold laugh, lifted his head, and looked around the room.
The children's room was easy to find; painted pink, the door hung with a sign saying "Xuan'Er's Room," standing out in the simply styled interior.
The drone from Public Security Bureau investigated the children's room as well, inside was a pink bed, a set of pink children's desk and chair, and a pink bookshelf.
The bookshelf was filled with children's books and toys like dolls that little girls would like.
But all these things, including the desk and bedspread, were also covered with a thin layer of dust.
Sun Hang walked straight to the children's room and pushed open the door.
His nostrils twitched twice, catching a faint pungent sll.
Initially, Sun Hang thought the sll ca from the chemicals released by these almost brand-new pieces of furniture. However, he reconsidered that although the furniture was new, it probably had been there for several years, and any scent would have dissipated by now.
Sun Hang walked around the room and eventually pinpointed the sll's source to the wall at the head of the bed.
"Two people, co in, bring the law enforcent recording device as well." Sun Hang beckoned at the door.
The sheriff who had spoken with Sun Hang and another shield-wielding investigator cautiously entered.
"There's sothing inside the wall." Sun Hang told the two.
"Is... is it an eerie artifact?" The sheriff flinched, instinctively taking half a step back.
"Probably not, I don't sll the unique scent of eerie artifacts." Sun Hang shook his head, "Turn on the recording device."
"It's been recording all along." The sheriff said.
"That's good... By the way, if I break open the wall, it won't be considered as destroying the scene, right?"
"Uh... If there are clues inside the wall, destructive excavation is unavoidable... But before that, perhaps we can use other thods to first determine what's inside the wall..."
"I've already confird it." After saying that, a liquid tal hamr appeared directly in Sun Hang's hand, which he used to hit the wall at the head of the bed.
Plaster and cent fell away, revealing that this wall had been broken through before, but after being resealed, the hoowner had renovated the entire room again, completely covering the sealing marks with pink paint.
Soon, a large glass jar appeared in their view, and at the sa ti, the pungent sll in the room gradually beca more pronounced.
The glass jar was filled with a solution resembling formalin, and within the solution lay the remains of a baby.
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