Yancheng Special Office

It was raining silently in the middle of the night, and the dense rain and fog made the street lights in the countryside into a hazy orange.The rainy season is approaching, and it rains continuously for several days, and the humid air makes everything sticky.

A gray-haired old woman with a backpack crossed the fence from the monitoring blind spot at the intersection of Yancheng Expressway and walked along the emergency lane.

The old lady was wearing cloth clothes and shoes, and did not hold an umbrella, so her clothes were all wet after walking for a long time.But she didn't seem to know it, as if she was in a hurry, and her steps were very fast.

There are usually no street lights on the highway, and her small dark back huddled by the side of the road, and no one noticed at all, from late at night until dawn.

Then she slipped out of the fence next to the high-speed gate and disappeared into the countryside.

A new day comes and the city gradually wakes up as the sky brightens.It was just past nine o'clock in the morning, and most units had already started a new busy day, but the household registration hall of Chengbei Community was still empty.

The yard had not been cleaned for a few days, and a thick layer of fallen leaves had accumulated. After being drenched by the rain all night, they all stuck to the ground in lumps.

Its other name is usually used more frequently here, the Kunlun Mountains Yancheng Office—a place that belongs to the public security system but has been outside the organization all year round.

There is no need to clock in or check attendance. The director often takes the lead in arriving late and leaving early. He is notoriously unorganized and disciplined.

However, since Luo Wenxiu was transferred these days, Director Su, who is full of romance all day long, wished to live in the office every day, and he didn't even bother to go to the bar.Not only is he serious and responsible in his work, but he also keeps the office clean and tidy. He has a good attitude and style since then.

As a result, the rest of the staff can only bite the bullet and go to and from get off work on time, forcing the new colleagues to create an atmosphere of strict organization and discipline, harmony and love for colleagues.

However, this atmosphere dissipated on the second day after Luo Wenxiu took a long vacation.It was almost overnight before the liberation, and the director returned to the undisciplined state where no one was seen all day long, and the rest of the team members fell down and scattered.

Qiu Feng from the neighborhood committee next door glanced at the empty office early in the morning and said, "Is this another group mission?"

Qi Jun, who had just finished a round of night shift and was bored playing poker on the computer, didn't even lift his eyelids. "The beloved concubine is not here, and the king will not go to court early from now on."

Qiu Fen: "..."

However, although the king did not go to court early, he did not idle in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

There were no cases in the past few days, and Su Jian was in a particularly good mood, waking up early in the morning.His pajamas were unbuttoned two times, and the neckline hung down along the collarbone and shoulder line.The rain was over and the sun was just right outside. He opened the curtains, put the notebook on the quilt, and smiled on the bed while reading the mail.

Unlike the clutter in the office, his apartment is surprisingly clean, as meticulous as a clean freak.Not to mention those coats that have been worn for a day or two but don’t need to be washed, they are all hung on the hangers next to the bed in an orderly manner according to their thickness, and the tablecloth on the dining table that is changed every two days is flat without even a crease.

Even the sink, toothpaste, toothbrush, and hand sanitizer, which are most prone to water stains, are arranged in an orderly manner.

Looking around, one can't help but feel that the owner of this room's obsessive-compulsive disorder is serious to a certain extent, which is simply outrageous.

Regarding this issue, Pei Mengfei once doubted whether he was a treasure in the golden house. Someone must have cleaned up for him when he was not around, but Su Jian never admitted it.

When she opened the new email, Su Jian's mobile phone popped up a work notification prompt with a "ding--" at the right time.Sender: Bai Yan; Administrative level: Deputy Minister of Public Security.

—— "I asked the HR department to send you the email for what you want, pay attention to check it."

Su Jian replied: "Thank you."

Bai Yan replied: "Anyway, I entrusted someone to find me, so just send me a word?"

Su Jian replied: "Thank you for your kindness."

The other party was silent for a while and ignored him.Su Jian opened the email directly, and inside was a personnel file, which recorded all the information of this person from birth to work.

Su Jian looked at each word carefully, and only said that this person had a mediocre experience in this life. He had been a stable three-year student in elementary and junior high school. One of the graduation books wrote in childish handwriting that his future dream was to be a policeman.Then he got his wish in the college entrance examination and was admitted to the provincial police academy. In his junior year, he was admitted by the Yancheng police in advance. After a six-month internship, he became a regular student and never left again.

This person's resume is too clean, so clean that people feel that it is too smooth, as if it is on the hook.

Su Jian's eyes stayed on the ID photo of the resume, where Luo Wenxiu's photo when he graduated from university was pasted.It's the same as now, except that it lacks the sophistication that has been honed over the years in the criminal investigation department.

"We must have met before, where is it..."

Su Jian was talking to himself, at this time his cell phone rang again, and Bai Yan's message came on again: "It's rare that you check a person's information so hard, are you serious this time?"

Su Jian thought for a while and replied, "Seriously, can you help me look up the information of his previous life?"

Bai Yan: "...you must be sick."

It was approaching noon, and Su Jian put on a windbreaker over her pajamas. The clothes were long enough to cover most of the pajama pants. Although she was lazy, she cleverly matched the color so that there was nothing unusual about it.

Then he got up and went downstairs to the convenience store across the road.

His apartment is very close to the office building, and at noon, there are a large number of office workers having small cooking here.After buying the last tuna rice ball in the store, Su Jian sat in front of the French window of the convenience store and hastily finished her lunch, while planning her afternoon itinerary.

He had thought well at first, he would go to the department to hand in some materials in the afternoon, and meet Bai Yan, a bad guy who spends all day in the vice minister's office with nothing to do, and finally, if he had enough time, he would go to the coffee shop across from Luo Wenxiu's house. Sit in the restaurant for a while and see if there is a chance to meet and have a meal together. If you can't catch anyone, then go home, it's not a loss anyway.

But the plan can never keep up with the changes. When he went back and changed his clothes and was ready to go, Qi Jun's call came.

Qi Jun would not take the initiative to call him for ten thousand years, and it would be no good if he called.Su Jian rolled her eyes, and switched the call to hands-free.

Qi Jun's voice sounded like a stinky salted fish that never wants to turn over: "There is a case, when will you come back?"

"Aren't you also the deputy director? It's okay if I don't come back——Bai Yan, that bad guy, I don't have anything to do with him. As soon as I find him, he will sign a new case for me. Didn't you promise me to transfer it to the office? Does your case need to be strictly reviewed, do you have a grudge against me in my previous life?"

Qi Jun's voice was calm: "You two did have enmity in your previous life."

Su Jian: "...Okay, blame me for talking too much, tell me what the case is first."

"An old man was lost in the nursing home in the city last night. Surveillance cameras captured the old man walking on the highway, and then he disappeared."

"How come our current business scope has expanded to manage missing people in nursing homes? Also, what is 'disappeared'?"

"It just disappeared." Qi Jun sighed, "The person suddenly disappeared out of thin air within the monitoring range, as if he had evaporated in place."

Su Jian thought for a while and asked, "Does it seem to be taken away by something?"

Qi Jun said: "The nursing home said that she took all her luggage away before leaving. The old lady was carrying a backpack before she got on the expressway. I think it seems like a plan."

Su Jian said: "You mean, she decided to make herself disappear, just like some demons can escape?"

"Yes."

Su Jian let out an "ah" and said, "Is there any economic loss?"

Qi Jun said: "Yes, there is a little cash in the adjacent bed and the duty room, but not much. It's just that this nursing home is a guarantee project in the city, and the residents are all representatives of poor households recommended by the community. Yes, the files are all recorded. It is difficult to explain the disappearance of individuals when it comes to end-of-year subsidies. Vice Minister Bai instructed you to go there."

"No family members to ask?"

"Lonely and widowed old man with no family members."

Su Jian said: "Okay, left and right can't escape running errands for your old man, please send me the address of the nursing home, and see you at the door."

Qi Jun immediately hung up the phone without delay, then edited the address into a text message and sent it to Su Jian.

Su Jian wanted to explain something else, but there was already a beeping sound on the phone.He smacked his lips, "You are in Cao Ying and your heart is in Han. You are an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."

Qi Jun and Su Jian are both old employees who have been in the office since its establishment. Unlike Su Jian, who were invited from outside, Qi Jun was originally under Vice Minister Bai.With his incomparable master, he has cultivated a character worth two to five to eighty thousand yuan, and he looks down on Su Jian, a vagabond in every way.

But in the office, his rank was half a head lower than Su Jian's, so the two usually fought secretly, talking with guns and clubs, fighting for more than ten years, and it never stopped.

Half an hour later, Su Jian drove to Jiayuan Nursing Home in the city center, and Qi Jun was already sitting in the director's office.Seeing him coming, she didn't even move her butt from the chair.

Qi Jun introduced to the left and right and said, "This is Director Su, and this is Dean Li."

Dean Li hurriedly got up to greet him, shook hands for a while, and handed him a cigarette when he sat down.Just as Su Jian was about to take out the lighter, she glanced at the no-smoking sign in public places hanging on the wall, and silently put down the cigarette.However, Dean Li didn't notice it, and was still breathing.

Su Jian smiled and said, "Tell me about the situation of the old man."

"Oh, it's like this. This old man just moved into our nursing home a month ago." Dean Li took out a file from the coffee table, opened a page and handed it to Su Jian. "A person earns a living by picking up rubbish and selling money in the bridge hole. He has a non-local registered permanent residence and has no pension. You know, our nursing home operates on government subsidies. We usually don't accept this kind of old people without background."

Su Jian nodded to show that she was listening, "Well, but what?"

"But last month, she acted bravely and saved a child who accidentally fell into the water under the bridge hole. Wouldn't this become big news in the local area? So the neighborhood committee, being a good person and a good deed, arranged for her to come here to solve people's livelihood difficulties."

Su Jian listened and looked at the hospital admission file. The word "Gao Guiping" was written in crooked fonts, and the ID card column was blank.If it weren't for a machine-typed file attached to the back, the name would be almost unreadable. "In other words, you don't know her background."

"I don't know. The old man said that she is 62 years old and her hometown is in the mountains in the south, but she can't tell where she is. She may have been wandering outside for a long time." Dean Li opened the surveillance video of the day on the computer and pointed to He sees.