Oracle [Transmigration Book]

When I arrived at Qicheng Kindergarten, it was exactly 07:30 in the evening, and the dinner stalls on the roadside had not yet closed, and the school gate was steaming with the aroma of hand-cooked pancakes.Lin Ying and Chu Mingyi were both dressed in casual clothes, and the uncle who sold hand pancakes greeted them warmly: "Are you picking up the kids from school? It's been half an hour since the evening nursery school. Hurry up and call home."

Lin Ying pretended to make a phone call, and Chu Mingyi smiled at him, ordered two pancakes, and chatted, "Your children also go to school here?"

"That's right, there's only this kindergarten nearby, so I don't have a choice," the uncle quickly spread the cake, "We used to think it was an orphanage, which was unlucky, but now we don't have to dislike it."

Chu Mingyi sat down on the plastic stool next to him, and said: "My old man has been yelling that it is unlucky, always talking about the fire in the past, he thinks that the fire broke out not long after the park opened, the feng shui is not good, and he has to ask me to transfer schools. "

The uncle looked up at him cheerfully: "Yo, your father has a good memory. The fire happened... five or six years ago, right? It was night, and the students were out of school. There were no casualties, so don't worry too much about it."

"Who says no, the old man is superstitious." Chu Mingyi echoed, and exchanged glances with Lin Ying.

After the pancakes were ready, they chatted with the uncle again, finished eating, stood up, and Chu Mingyi said: "The light is still on inside, come here, I'm going to see the teacher."

The uncle said: "Is it a red envelope?"

Chu Mingyi just smiled, waved at him, and walked into the garden with Lin Ying.The gate is still open, the lights are on on the third floor of the kindergarten, and there is a cleaning aunt mopping the floor in the corridor, talking and laughing with colleagues while working, it is very lively.

As soon as Chu Mingyi stepped into the garden, his pace slowed down, and an indescribable chill ran up his back, making his scalp numb.

The kindergarten is obviously under budget, the playground is a bit dilapidated, and several places have been cracked. Some facilities are obviously old.

In the middle of the playground stands a swing.

Chu Mingyi's gaze fell firmly on the swing, and his hands clenched into fists unconsciously.Just seeing the swing set flooded him with chagrin.

If he had been more mindful when he came to pick up Song Si that day, lost his temper a little less, and walked calmly into the kindergarten, maybe everything that followed would not have happened?

As long as he saw this playground, he would definitely understand what Song Si was hiding in his words, and he would check the kindergarten to the bottom on the spot.

——The playground and swing in front of him are clearly the same as what he saw in Song Si's sea of ​​consciousness.

Chu Mingyi's wound was in severe pain, and his right temple was throbbing. He stopped and looked at the swing for several minutes.Lin Ying didn't understand his mood swings, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Chu Mingyi almost squeezed out a voice between his teeth: "Wang Jiawen is also from an orphanage, Song Si must have known something from his sea of ​​consciousness... He is basically investigating his own life experience."

"What?" Lin Zheng had never entered Song Si's sea of ​​consciousness, so he couldn't understand for a while, "Song Si came to the orphanage to investigate his identity? Was he born as an orphan?"

"En." Chu Mingyi clenched his fists, "Let's go, if we don't find out about Song Si's background, this case won't be closed."

After speaking, he strode towards the school building, while holding down the earphones, telling Yu Yiming to go to the archives room to check Song Si's materials.

Lin Ying followed him, and the two walked to the door. The cleaning aunt stopped and asked enthusiastically, "Are you looking for a child? The evening nursery school is over."

Chu Mingyi directly showed his police ID and said, "Hi, please take me to the director of the school. Some parents called the police and said that their child was missing."

The cleaner let out an "Ah", hurriedly put down the mop, and hurriedly led Chu Mingyi to the room, shouting as he walked, "Mr. Cai, Mr. Cai, comrades from the police are here!"

Soon, a woman wearing an apron leaned out from the cafeteria. When she saw someone coming, she put down the potato in her hand and walked into the lobby with some doubts: "Who are you two?"

Chu Mingyi asked her to see the police ID: "What's the name?"

"My surname is Cai, and my surname is Min." Director Cai looked carefully at the police certificate and looked at Chu Mingyi's face, "I wonder what official duties does Officer Chu have?"

Chu Mingyi nodded: "Teacher Cai, let's communicate in private."

Cai Min looked at the cleaning staff, she didn't seem surprised, took off her apron calmly, and said, "Okay, let's go to the second floor."

The kindergarten still has the structure of an old school building, the stairs are very dark and the corridors are very long.The second floor seemed to be the residential area for faculty and staff, and there was no one there at this time, only the footsteps of the three of them could be heard.

Walking all the way to the far right, Chu Mingyi had excellent eyesight, and in the dimness, he saw that one of them was the archives room.

Cai Min stood still in front of a door, opened the door, and the light inside was on.

The room on the far right is a living room. When the three of them entered, the TV in the living room was showing the weather forecast. An old man was sitting on the sofa, watching TV while slowly eating oranges.

"Dad." Cai Min called out, "It's a comrade from the police station." After she finished speaking, she turned her head and explained to Chu Mingyi: "I'm not actually the director of the kindergarten, but a teacher. My dad is the director of the kindergarten." , I used to be the dean of the orphanage, maybe my dad can think of something about what you want to ask."

Chu Mingyi immediately frowned slightly: "Does the police often come to look for your father?"

Cai Min smiled wryly: "It's not often...a few times. It's always like you, saying that you want to communicate in private."

Chu Mingyi looked at the old man on the sofa. The old headmaster had gray hair, and his expression was a little foolish. After being called by his daughter, he just muttered, still staring at the TV, tremblingly touched a new orange , It seems that they didn't notice the arrival of outsiders at all.

"Dad." Cai Min yelled again, ready to walk in his direction.

Chu Mingyi stretched out his hand to stop her, and said with a smile: "The old man is old, it's okay, let's chat casually first. Teacher Cai, your father is the director of the orphanage, so you must have grown up in the orphanage too?"

Cai Min nodded, shook his head again, and sighed: "I am a single parent. I have been with my mother since I was a child. I didn't come to the orphanage until my mother passed away when I was ten years old. So I have lived in the orphanage for a few years, but I can't be called here. grow up."

Chu Mingyi said: "Then have you seen this person?"

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and showed her Song Si's photo.

Cai Min's eyes stayed on it for less than five seconds, and he quickly said with certainty: "I have seen it."

Chu Mingyi said: "This person is missing. If you know any news about him, please tell us."

Cai Min was a little surprised: "Missing?" Then he pondered slightly, glanced at his father on the sofa, and said, "About a month or two ago, he also came to the kindergarten at this time, claiming to be from an orphanage, I want to check the files. Because he had a bad complexion that day, and he was outstanding in appearance, so I was very impressed..."

"What else did he say?"

"Didn't say much. I told him the archives had burned down, and he left."

Chu Mingyi took back the phone, switched a photo, and showed it to her again: "Have you seen this person before?"

Cai Min was surprised when he saw the photo: "It's him."

Chu Ming said, "What?"

Cai Min said: "What a coincidence, he was there that day. I almost forgot if you didn't mention it. He came earlier than the previous one, and he came to visit my father. It just so happened that my father would be sane at that time. He chatted for a while. He stayed for about an hour. After the previous man left, he left not long after."

When Song Si came to Qicheng Kindergarten alone, Wu Jin was actually on the second floor!

Such a great opportunity, why did he forcefully take Song Si away under heavy fire instead of doing anything at that time?

Chu Mingyi quickly thought of a possibility: Maybe Wu Jin at that time could not be sure of Song Si's identity, so he deliberately let Wang Jiawen be arrested and lured Song Si here through Wang Jiawen, in order to observe him at close range and do something. make some kind of judgment.

But what does Wu Jin want to get through Song Si?

Chu Mingyi felt a rare sense of confusion.He has known Song Si for many years, from the glimpse in the big water tank, to roommates, classmates, to colleagues, and finally to the absurd sister-in-law relationship... He thought he was the person who knew Song Si best in the world, Now he felt that the man was hiding in the mist, and he hadn't noticed anything abnormal for so many years.

Chu Mingyi's face darkened a bit: "Do you know what he talked with Lingtang?"

"I don't know about that," Cai Min said, "while they were chatting, I was cooking downstairs, and the aunts were also there."

"Okay," Chu Mingyi didn't bother her, "Thank you for your cooperation. I'll have a chat with the director."

Cai Min walked to the sofa, raised the volume, and said loudly, "Dad! Comrade police are looking for you and want to talk to you about your former students!"

Only then did the old man raise his head bluntly, and gave Chu Mingyi and Lin Ying a muddy look.

Then, he snorted coldly and turned his head to watch TV again.

Chu Mingyi sat down beside him and called out, "Teacher Cai."

This name moved the old man's expression, he turned his head again, touched the reading glasses by the table, put them on his face and looked at Chu Mingyi carefully.

Chu Mingyi let him watch, and after a while, the old man frowned: "I don't remember you, I'm old, I don't remember."

Chu Mingyi held up the phone that displayed Song Si's photo, and said, "I am his family. He is missing, teacher, do you remember who he is?"

The old man slowly moved his gaze to the phone, narrowed his eyes, and looked at it seriously for a while.

"Oh," he said, "it's him."

Chu Mingyi's heart skipped a beat: "It's him. His name is Song Si."

"Song Si." The old man repeated, with a rare smile on his face, "He is a good boy who is blessed. He followed a rich man with a good temper. Why did he disappear?"

Chu Mingyi immediately asked: "Who is the good-tempered rich man? Has Song Si ever been adopted?"

"Yes, everyone envies him," said the old man, "who... I don't remember."

Chu Mingyi sat up straight, looked serious, and said sincerely with a request in his tone: "Mr. Cai, Song Si is very important to me, and I must find him. Please tell me everything you remember. "

The old man stared into his face, meeting his gaze.

For a long time, no one in the room spoke, only the noisy sound of the TV was left.It wasn't until the weather forecast was over that the old man slowly took off his glasses and wiped the lenses with his cuffs.

"He is a good boy," the old man repeated this sentence again, "It's a pity that his father died before he was born, and his mother became a vegetable for some reason... The nurse cut him out of his vegetative mother's stomach, poor boy. , I don’t have any relatives, so they can only be sent to me.”

"It was only so big when it was delivered, and I didn't even drink a sip of my mother's milk. I can only drink cheap milk powder from our yard." The old man shook his head, "It's eight or nine years older, and it still looks like a five or six-year-old child." , no one is willing to adopt him..."

Chu Mingyi's heart shrank into a ball bit by bit.

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QAQ hurts my Song baby