I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

Even after nightfall, the Municipal Public Security Bureau remained quiet.

Half of the lights in the publicity center were off.

The crew members were arranged to return to their hotel to rest.

The children were all tired.

When Chen Doudou got on the bus, she was still holding a biscuit and muttering to herself.

"Mom, are we coming to the police station again tomorrow?"

Lin Jia rubbed his head.

"You still want to come?"

Chen Doudou nodded earnestly.

"I feel like I belong here."

Shen Ling'er, sitting next to Yang Mi, opened her eyes and glanced at him upon hearing this.

"You're better suited for the cafeteria."

Chen Doudou was taken aback.

Why?

Shen Ling'er said calmly, "Because you can eat."

Chen Doudou: "..."

The somewhat heavy atmosphere in the car was lightened a bit by her words.

Zhao Lei sat in the back row, laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking.

"Ling'er, you haven't spared Dou Dou's mouth all day."

Shen Ling'er was holding her small bag, inside which was the pencil that Teacher Luo had given her.

She was calm.

"I'm helping him to understand himself."

Chen Doudou looked at Lin Jia with a wronged expression.

"Mom, am I really only suited for the cafeteria?"

Lin Jia suppressed a laugh.

"You're also suited to sleeping."

Chen Doudou felt even more aggrieved.

The comments were still scrolling through the small replay window of the program.

"Hahaha, DouDou was located by Ling'er three times in one day."

"Police dog unit logistics, canteen, sleeping."

"Ling'er has a sharp tongue, but she really saved the day."

"I felt so bad about the old case, but now I can finally catch my breath."

"Hopefully there will be good news tomorrow."

Yang Mi looked down at Shen Ling'er.

The little girl didn't seem to have much of an expression, but her fingers were constantly gently pinching the zipper of her small bag.

Yang Mi knew that she was actually thinking about those two portraits.

She reached out and pulled Shen Ling'er into her arms.

Are you sleepy?

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"A little."

"Then close your eyes and rest."

Shen Ling'er looked up at her.

"daughter."

"Um?"

Will that grandma wait for Xiaobao?

Yang Mi's throat tightened.

She did not answer immediately.

After a long while, she whispered, "The police officer will try his best."

Shen Ling'er lowered her head and thought for a moment.

"Then I'll ask again tomorrow."

Yang Mi patted her head.

"Okay, I'll ask tomorrow."

Shen Ling'er then leaned into Yang Mi's arms and slowly closed her eyes.

But before she fell asleep, she mumbled something very softly.

"My dad said that if someone is lost, someone has to keep looking for them."

Yang Mi tightened his grip on her arms slightly.

Outside the car window, the streetlights receded one by one.

On the other side...

The city public security bureau's technical team was brightly lit.

Teacher Luo scanned the two portraits drawn by Shen Ling'er into the system.

On the screen, the faces of a man and a woman were magnified.

Woman in red.

Small eyes.

His mouth smiles, but his eyes don't.

Curly hair.

earrings.

Long, slender fingers.

Fifteen years ago, I was about twenty-six to thirty years old.

A dark-faced man.

Thick eyebrows.

Long face.

A circular burn scar on the left side of the neck.

Habitual right-sided head tilt.

When the two portraits were placed in the center of the screen, the technical police officers all fell silent.

A young technician couldn't help but whisper, "Was this really drawn by a five-year-old?"

Teacher Luo sat in front of the chair and rubbed her temples.

Don't ask.

The young technician was taken aback.

Teacher Luo's expression was complicated.

"It's what her father taught her."

The tech team members: "..."

The next second, someone couldn't help but laugh.

But after laughing, everyone's expressions quickly turned serious again.

Qin Zheng stood behind, his voice deep.

"Start by screening from the old case archives."

"Fifteen years ago, around the train station, people with prior convictions for child trafficking, key individuals, and migrant workers were registered."

"Check the confessions of human traffickers arrested in those years to see if anyone matches these two characteristics."

"For women, pay attention to their code name, nickname, red clothes, and curly hair."

"For men, the focus is on the burn scars."

The technician nodded immediately.

"clear."

The computer started searching rapidly.

One by one, old files popped up.

It is very old.

Some photos are blurry.

Some information is missing.

Some people used false identities back then.

Without a portrait, relying solely on the clue of "human traffickers near the train station back then" is almost like finding a needle in a haystack.

But things are different now.

Shen Ling'er gave her face.

It even provided details.

The corner of the mouth.

Eyes.

earrings.

Neck scar.

These things are like nails, directly fixing the originally scattered clues.

Half an hour later, a technician suddenly sat up straight.

"Captain Qin!"

Qin Zheng immediately approached.

"Got it?"

The technician retrieved an old file.

On the screen is a candid photo taken more than ten years ago.

The woman in the photo is wearing a red coat, has slightly curly hair, and her face is about 60-70% similar to the portrait drawn by Shen Ling'er.

The key is.

A smile played on her lips.

But his eyes didn't smile.

The technician, barely containing his excitement, said, "This woman was registered under the name Wang Mei back then."

"But the identity information was later found to be fake."

"She was once questioned by plainclothes officers near the train station."

"No substantial evidence was found at the time, so they were released quickly."

Qin was staring at the photo.

"continue."

The technician then retrieved another set of documents.

"Wang Mei later appeared in a human trafficking case in a neighboring province."

"However, he is not the main culprit, but only a suspected contact."

"Because there was no direct evidence, they were unable to identify her in the case."

"After that, she disappeared."

Teacher Luo placed Shen Ling'er's portrait and the screen photo side by side to enlarge them.

The more he looked, the more serious his expression became.

"picture."

"Especially the corner of his mouth."

"And the corners of the eyes."

Another technician nearby suddenly shouted.

"There are clues about the man too!"

Qin Zheng turned his head.

On the second screen, an old photo popped up.

He was a dark-skinned man.

Thick eyebrows.

His face is on the longer side.

The photo is very blurry.

But he tilted his head slightly, seemingly intentionally avoiding the left side of his neck.

The technician immediately retrieved another image from a different angle.

Enlarge the photo.

Everyone held their breath for a moment.

A circular scar is faintly visible on the left side of the neck.

Qin Zheng's eyes turned cold instantly.

"name."

"Zhao Jinhu".

The technician quickly reported: "Fifteen years ago, he was dealt with for illegal detention."

"At the time, it was suspected to be related to human trafficking, but there was insufficient evidence."

He later changed his name to Zhao Jianmin and worked in the south.

"I changed my identity again ten years ago."

"The last time it appeared in the system was three years ago when I applied for a temporary residence permit in the western part of the city."

Qin Zheng immediately gave the order.

"Check current address."

"Contact the local police station."

"Investigate all of Wang Mei and Zhao Jinhu's activities over the past few years."

"Bank statements, communication records, medical insurance, rental information, train tickets."

"Investigate everything that can be investigated."

"yes!"

The technical team was fully mobilized.

The keyboard clicked and clattered.

One by one, the messages were pulled out.

If this old case was like a dry well, no matter how much you try to draw water, you can't get any out.

So now, Shen Ling'er's two portraits are like stones thrown into a well.

The sound of water could be heard.

And the sound became clearer and clearer.