Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 84 Words of Praise

Bai Rushuang looked confused for a moment, and after thinking for several seconds, she suddenly realized, "Oh, I remember now. Last week, when you were out on a field mission, I was the only one at the station. A female high school student suddenly ran to the police station and said that her brother was missing and she wanted to report it. Later, her family came and said it was a misunderstanding, so they took her away. I was busy with other things at the time and just put the card in my bag."

"Really? How can there be a misunderstanding about something like this? Didn't her family tell her where her brother went?" Zheng Xun was puzzled and felt that this explanation sounded too absurd.

“Her family explained that her brother had just gone abroad to study, but the girl didn’t believe them and insisted that her brother was missing.” Bai Rushuang sighed as she recalled the scene. “You didn’t see it. The little girl was crying her heart out in the police station. It was so pitiful.”

The middle-aged detective also found it strange and asked, "Could something really have happened? Doesn't the girl's brother contact his family?"

"I don't know about that." Bai Rushuang's tone was also somewhat uncertain. "However, there should be some connection. Her family's attitude was quite firm, insisting that it was just a misunderstanding. I confirmed that the people who came were the girl's parents. If something really happened, they shouldn't have reacted like this."

"Then why did the young girl cause such a scene at the police station?" the middle-aged detective asked again.

As a criminal investigator, I am always particularly sensitive to these kinds of things.

"Who knows? Maybe she misses her brother too much." Bai Rushuang had finished packing her things and sat back down. She added, "Alright, don't worry. I've checked many times, and her parents are absolutely certain that this is just a misunderstanding."

Zheng Xun pulled out a chair and sat down, casually asking, "So, Yan Song is that girl's brother's name?"

Bai Rushuang shook her head: "No, her brother's name seems to be... Lin something Chuan, I don't quite remember. As for the name on the paper, the little girl didn't have time to explain it to me before her family came over."

Song Zhiyuan, who had been listening quietly, suddenly interjected: "Is that girl named Lin Jingyi? And her brother's name is Lin Chenchuan?"

Song Zhiyuan's reminder finally brought Bai Rushuang back to reality: "Yes, yes, that's the name. Old Song, did that little girl also come looking for you?"

"Hmm...I guess so," Song Zhiyuan replied ambiguously, without saying anything more.

Wei Qingsong listened silently, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, her fingers slowly stroking the edge of the teacup.

Yan Song, this long-unheard name, I only heard it once from Yan Zhi today, but I never expected to hear it again in such an unexpected situation.

She remained calm, raised her teacup, and took a small sip, seemingly detached from the situation.

She had never heard of the name Lin Chenchuan.

She remembered that a total of 17 dead bodies were found in the club in the back alley of Nanxun Street. There were definitely more than just Yan Zhi involved, but she only had contact with Yan Zhi and the psychiatrist he brought, and she didn't know the details.

In addition, she was already in a daze at the time, and it was already difficult for her to stay conscious, let alone pay attention to other details.

Later, the provincial police and the FBI took over the case. Because she had worked with an undercover FBI agent, the FBI had been interrogating her alone, and she had never met anyone from the provincial police.

She couldn't be sure if Lin Chenchuan was involved in the Nanxun Street case, but judging from Song Zhiyuan's reaction, he should be one of the criminal police officers from back then.

Whether he was or not is no longer important. The case on Nanxun Street has been over for six years, and with Yan Jiqian's mediation, it has long been settled.

Song Zhiyuan was still young at the time, and at his level, he wouldn't have had access to relevant information. At most, he would just be an assistant, so Wei Qingsong wasn't worried that he would recognize her.

She herself didn't know what exactly happened in the back alley of Nanxun Street six years ago.

All she knew was that when she woke up, she was lying in a pool of blood, her hands covered in blood, and beside her were three mangled, unrecognizable corpses.

Yan Zhi sat on the ping-pong table in the club, smiling maliciously at her: "Songsong, welcome to hell."

She was terrified, but couldn't remember anything. She then immediately underwent hypnosis by a psychologist and nearly had a mental breakdown.

Later, she defied Yan Zhi's orders and caught the attention of an FBI female agent.

After leaving the club, she thought the nightmare was finally over, but the FBI, who had rescued her from hell, began to question her like a criminal.

It was then that she learned that the FBI suspected that the three bodies lying in the pool of blood with her were the result of her murders.

But she really couldn't remember anything. Faced with the FBI's intense interrogation, she fell into self-doubt and self-loathing. She believed that her hands were stained with blood and that she, like Yan Zhi, had become a dirty and despicable person.

Later, her teacher told her, "When you start to doubt yourself, you only have two choices: continue or give up. You will feel pain because you don't want to become that kind of person. You have experienced darkness, but that doesn't mean you will stay in darkness forever. Look ahead and find the light you believe in."

She also worried that she might be like Yan Zhi and Yan Yun, with an antisocial personality deep down, and be a "born criminal".

So her teacher encouraged her to study criminal psychology, and she began to learn about theories of antisocial personality disorder.

It is undeniable that the genes for antisocial personality disorder can be inherited, but most psychologists believe that a person's character is not only influenced by genetic factors, but also by the subtle influence of human factors such as living environment and family education.

Personality is ultimately formed on the basis of unique genetic inheritance through a series of social activities.

Therefore, she was grateful countless times that Bai Liwan abandoned her after her birth because of the so-called "born with bad luck," that she was able to meet a pair of kind and warm-hearted adoptive parents, and that she never went astray in her growth and that all the people she met were pure and righteous.

Although she never received love and attention from her biological parents, that didn't matter; she still grew up surrounded by love and warmth.

If she had lived in Bailiwan from the beginning, she might have become a paranoid and sinister person like Yan Zhi and Yan Yun.

A warm hand gently covered her wrist. She turned around and met Lu Jingming's worried gaze.

He frowned slightly and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Although her facial expression didn't change much, Lu Jingming could always easily detect her joys and sorrows.

Wei Qingsong paused for a moment, then shook her head and smiled faintly: "It's nothing, I just suddenly missed my parents."

I wonder if the two elders are in good health now. They must feel bored without her by their side.

Before returning to China, she had made an agreement with her parents that Lanson Group would be shifting its focus back to China, which would take some time. She would go back to China first, and it would only take a month at most before her parents could return to Tangzhou.

This is her root, and also the homeland of her parents. No matter how comfortable life is abroad, it can't compare to her hometown.

(End of this chapter)