Shocking child trafficking case

Yu Zhengyang was making tea in the gazebo, and Xue Yang vented his depression in silence.Let him go, Yu Zhengyang didn't bother to ask anyway.

After years of friendship, they know each other too well. Xue Yang seems to be smooth, but deep in his heart, he is actually dead-headed.As a policeman, this is not very good, after all, the law is about evidence.

"You have been sitting here for an hour without saying a word. You drank two pots of tea from me, and you didn't bring anything to honor me. It's not authentic."

At this time, Xue Yang was not in the mood to joke with him, and looked a little tired, "Hey, I'm tired, I don't want to talk, I just want to have a quiet meeting with you, I'm hungry, go cook for me."

Yu Zhengyang was not angry, and poured another cup of boiled tea, "What do you want to eat?"

"Eat whatever you want, don't pick your mouth."

"Well, what a good baby, wait, daddy will cook something delicious for you right away." After speaking, Yu Zhengyang put down his folding fan and got up to go to the kitchen, before leaving he still didn't forget to take advantage of Xue Yang.

Xue Yang felt bored, so he visited around the place where Zheng Yang lived in seclusion.

This is his second time here. The previous ones left in a hurry. Today, it has been many days since Yang Yulin's case was closed, and the case has been handed over to the court. There is no major case in the team, so he came to visit his old friend again.

Yu Zhengyang was busy in the kitchen, while Xue Yang entered the third main room, wanting to see his bedroom.

The inside of the house is very simple, the walls seem to have just been painted, and there is still some paint smell. There is a sword hanging by the bedroom window, engraved with gossip patterns on the sword, Xue Yang took the sword and put it in his hand to look at it.This is an old object, it looks like it has been a few years old, and the hilt of the sword has been covered with pulp. Xue Yang guessed that it should be left by the old Taoist priest here.

Pulling out the sword, a cold light shot directly into Xue Yang's eyes, the blade was well maintained and moist.Near the hilt is engraved the beautiful word "Yuluo". I don't know if it is the name of the sword or the name of the old Taoist priest.However, there is an elegant rhyme in these two words, and this old Taoist priest is also an elegant person.

Xue Yang hung up the sword again, and a huge wooden desk under the window sill was filled with all kinds of books, not only religious books.The desktop is clean and the whole room is kept spotless.

This old friend was not like this before. He was a bachelor, his father passed away early, and his mother had to work alone and dragged him. He was raised by relatives in turn. He was used to being independent and dirty, maybe The prison disaster must have changed him, but Yu Zhengyang never mentioned it, but Xue Yang knew that it was uncomfortable.

"Okay, don't look, come and eat." Yu Zhengyang shouted and called Xue Yang out of his bedroom.

"So fast?" Xue Yang was a little surprised in less than 10 minutes.But when he saw the finished product, he was relieved, scrambled eggs with green onions, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, scrambled eggs with onions, just these three dishes.

"I said, you really know how to fool people. I'm here as your guest, so why don't you scramble an egg for me?"

"Eat, there's so much nonsense, it's good to have these. They are all eggs laid by my own chickens. I scrambled eight eggs for you, which is more than my food for a week. It's not enough." Yu Zheng Yang complained, but there was a smile on his face.

Xue Yang felt sore, yes, this old friend does not have a stable income now, and this Taoist temple is not very popular, so it is certain that life is difficult.

Not to mention, the taste is really good, the three dishes quickly bottomed out, and the local eggs are really fragrant.

Seeing Xue Yang enjoying his masterpiece, Yu Zhengyang was quite satisfied, "I'll come and see it later if I have nothing to do, but next time you come empty-handed, I won't even give you tea."

While eating, Xue Yang asked Yu Zhengyang, "What are your future plans? Just stay here for the rest of your life?"

Yu Zhengyang took out the folding fan again and shook it, "Isn't this good?"

"You're not old, don't you want to do anything else?"

Yu Zhengyang looked at the mountain and smiled, "Hey, forget it, it's fine now."

"Let go of the past?"

Yu Zhengyang's eyes were deep, looking at Xue Yang thoughtfully, "If you don't let go, what can you do?"

"It's been so many years, and you haven't mentioned what happened back then. What happened back then?" It wasn't the first time Xue Yang asked such a question, and it wasn't the first time Yu Zhengyang refused to answer.

"I know you must have been wronged. I wanted to help you at the time, but you didn't tell me anything, and I couldn't do anything." Yu Zhengyang's imprisonment has always been a hurdle in Xue Yang's mind. To help him, but unfortunately, he was just a small policeman at that time, his position was not as high as Yu Zhengyang's, and many things were not exposed to him at this level.

"Don't think about it, you are too. It's been so many years, I have forgotten it, so I still mention it."

Xue Yang was bored, so he didn't want to continue this topic, "I see that there are usually no people here, so it's difficult to live here alone?"

"Hehe, you're overthinking. Although my place is remote, there are quite a few people here. It's just that you didn't come at the right time. Come again next weekend. I'm a celebrity nearby, just kidding." Yu Zhengyang He always talked to Xue Yang in a joking tone, which made Xue Yang feel at ease. This old friend doesn't seem to be pretending.

"Oh? So, you have a lot of incense here?"

"What kind of incense, I'm not a monk, but my friends value it, come to my place to drink tea and chat, and I can answer their questions, they just give some tea money."

No matter how Xue Yang sounds, he seems to be fooling others, but he just doesn't know whether he is fooling himself or he is fooling others.

Looking at Xue Yang's puzzled eyes, Yu Zhengyang took out a piece of paper and handed it to him. Xue Yang took it, and there was a name Zhou Ziluo, a phone number and an address written on it. Xue Yang was puzzled, "Who is this? You daughter in law?"

Yu Zhengyang glanced at him angrily, "What a grown-up, yet so dishonest. This person is a frequent visitor to my place. He always comes here for tea and often brings friends. But recently, I heard that something happened to her home. You After I go back, go to her house and help me to have a look, if you can help, please help, this is a single mother, very pitiful, just do good deeds."

Xue Yang knew this address, it was located in a high-end neighborhood in the city center, and he happened to pass by there when he went back.

"Hey, the cannibal has a short mouth, okay, I know, I will pass by this place when I go back, I will help you check the situation. But I can't say if I can help."

Yu Zhengyang chuckled, "You can."

Xue Yang looked at his watch, "It's getting late, I'm leaving."

On the way back, Xue Yang sighed, how high-spirited his old friend used to be, but after the accident, he became calm and calm, which made people feel a little embarrassed. Compared with him, what is his little emotion?

As soon as he entered the urban area, Xue Yang drove the car directly to Zhou Ziluo's community, and found her unit according to the house number given by Yu Zhengyang.

The person who opened the door was a woman about 50 years old. She didn't know the person who came. She looked Xue Yang up and down, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Before Xue Yang took out his ID, he heard the woman shout, "The police are here, Zi Luo, it's the police." Her words seemed to be looking forward to it, and she let Xue Yang into the room.

Before entering the living room, a woman ran out from the back room. She was about 30 years old. She was petite, with short hair, exquisite facial features, and white-collar work clothes. She looked very capable, but the woman's eyes were haggard. She froze for a moment, she didn't know Xue Yang, although she was also waiting for the police, but it wasn't the one in front of her.

But the woman still asked politely, "Hi, I'm Zhou Ziluo, did Director Wang ask you to come? Is there any news?..."

After a few words, Xue Yang judged that something must have happened in this family, and it was not a trivial matter.

Xue Yang didn't hide anything, "Ah, I'm not sent by Director Wang, it's Yu Zhengyang who asked me to come and visit you."

Zhou Ziluo was puzzled, "Yu Zhengyang?"

Xue Yang explained, "It's Yu Zhengyang from the small Taoist temple in Tianming Mountain."

Zhou Zirao suddenly said, "Oh, you are talking about Master Yu. Oh, please sit down, auntie, and pour a cup of tea for the guest." After finding out the identity of the visitor, Zhou Zirao did not show happiness, but was a little disappointed, but she still politely let the nanny Auntie served tea, and she herself unabashedly lit a lady's cigarette in front of Xue Yang.

"Do you smoke?" Zhou Ziluo handed the cigarette case to Xue Yang.

"You're welcome, I'm not used to smoking this, I have it myself." Xue Yang took out his own cigarette and lit it, this kind of women's cigarettes, it would be so funny to ask him to smoke women's cigarettes.

"Is Master Yu looking for me for something?" Zhou Ziluo frowned slightly, not knowing Xue Yang's purpose.

Xue Yang did not answer directly, but instead asked, "Your child is missing?"

"You... Director Wang told you?" Zhou Ziluo looked at Xue Yang curiously. Master Yu probably didn't know about this. The man in front of him must have been told by Director Wang.

Xue Yang smiled, shook his head, and handed his ID to Zhou Ziluo, "I'm really not sent by Director Wang. My name is Xue Yang, from the Criminal Investigation Team of the Municipal Bureau. When you walked out of the bedroom just now, you were holding a certificate. The photo is of a child, and you have signs of crying, and everything else in the house is normal, so I think something happened to your child."

Zhou Zirao was so surprised that she couldn't speak, and suddenly she sat in front of Xue Yang as if she saw a life-saving straw, "Officer Xue, help me, I beg you to help me, I..." Before finishing speaking, Zhou Zirao The tears couldn't stop flowing out.That delicate face with teary eyes, euphemistic and moving, makes people unconsciously have a desire for protection.

Xue Yang moved aside, this sudden enthusiasm was a bit unbearable, "When did it happen?"

Zhou Ziluo realized that she had lost her composure, so she sat up straight, and took out a tissue from the coffee table to wipe away her tears, "It's been three days, today is the fourth day, and there is no news at all. I also called the police. I went to look for it, but they didn’t hear anything except telling me to wait, I also mobilized my relatives and friends to look for it, and posted a lot of missing person notices on Moments, but there was no news.”