365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods

At 8:30 the next morning, Jiang Jianzhou received a call, and the teacher in charge of Zhuo Si Education informed that: There is something temporary at Mr. Zheng's house, and he might be half an hour late.

Generally, after Teacher Zheng came, Jiang Jianzhou went out again, but this time the teacher was late. He had met him several times before, so he didn't care, and asked Chen Xing to wait and pay attention to open the door. He went shopping first.

The boy agreed. After the old man left, he waited in the living room alone. At 9:15, the doorbell rang. Through the video phone, Morning Star saw the girl standing outside, wearing a peaked cap, her face buried in the shadow, watching Unclear.

"Hey, who are you?"

"it's me."

Chenxing heard the familiar voice, relieved, and opened the door.

The girl entered the room and walked straight to the second bedroom. Chen Xing followed her and suddenly felt something was wrong. The girl's back looked a little strange.

He followed into the room and saw the girl take off the peaked cap, revealing a "new" face.

Chenxing froze in place, not knowing what to do, her fingers curled up unconsciously.

Chu Yu looked at him, touched the recorder in his pocket, and smiled slightly: "Why, do you think I am Xiaohan?"

"Sorry, I thought you were a teacher of Zhuo Si Education."

Chu Yu didn't refute, nor entangled with this question. She looked around and looked at his room. The last time she came, she wanted to check it out. Now, it looks clean and tidy. There are not many things in the room, mainly toys. There are toy cars, cards, and yo-yos. They look quite new, but they don’t seem to be things he can play with. It's like Grandpa Jiang bought it blindly.

"I need you to come with me."

Morningstar took out his cell phone: "You leave immediately, or I will call the police."

Chu Yu smiled, from the look, the body movements to the tone of voice, he was relaxed and comfortable, like chatting among acquaintances: "You won't call the police."

The boy was a little panicked, but tried his best to maintain his composure. He looked at Chu Yu motionlessly, holding the phone in his hand, as if he wanted to call Jiang Jianzhou.

"I should talk to you for a long time, so we still find another place, otherwise the conversation won't continue when Grandpa Jiang comes back."

The boy seemed to think of something, his eyes moved: "You are a policeman!"

Chu Yu was noncommittal: "To be precise, I am someone who wants to help Xiaohan."

"Sorry, you've been talking nonsense from the moment you came in, should I call 120?"

Chu Yu didn't look impatient. She took out her mobile phone, Xia Yihan's copycat machine, pulled out the text message, and shook it in front of the boy: "You sent it."

The boy looked at the text message, did not respond, did not speak, like a robot without emotion.

"I know it is inconvenient for you to speak because you have concerns, but you can rest assured that since I dare to investigate this matter, I have the ability to protect the parties and will not let the person who provided me the information be harmed."

In fact, from getting along with Xia Yihan and collecting information piecemeal, Chu Yu realized that things were not simple. For example, Xia Yihan said that she washed her hair with dish soap; she has a strong body, a lower body fat rate than ordinary people, and a healthy body. Whether it’s distance fighting or long-distance tracking, she is good at it-obviously professionally trained, and the training is arduous, otherwise she will not be able to reach the level of a spike professional.

As for the degree of hardship, Chu thought more and more horrified-the dishes she cooked became such a virtue, and Xia Yihan ate with relish. Did she have experienced the "famine period" and refused to refuse the food already?

This time, she will focus on Chenxing instead of Jiang Jianzhou, because based on the information currently available, it was Chenxing, not Jiang Jianzhou, who sent the text message. Although the latter is Xia Yihan's biological grandfather, he never appeared in Xia Yihan's early life.

Although Xia Yihan uses his bank card and Alipay account, Chu Yu is still not sure, the degree of intimacy and the depth of understanding between the two, that is, he is not sure that Jiang Jianzhou must be aware of it.

So her only certainty now is that the text message sent by Morningstar to Xiaohan, the sentence "I am Xiaohan", contains too much. Based on this inference, he should also be aware of Xiaohan's past, and the tenacity shown in Xia Yihan's body can also be seen in him.

But at this moment, Morningstar, an insider, obviously didn't want to cooperate.

"It's really inconvenient for me to talk, because a stranger broke into my house and said some inexplicable things. What should I say? I can only ask you to leave."

Chu Yu was not hurried, slow, tepid, and obviously confronted by tit-for-tat, but she was tuned into daily communication.

"Let me explain. I came here for Xiaohan. I came to investigate Jiang Jianzhou a few days ago. It was also for Xiaohan. Xiaohan is the Phantom of Huai. You should know that, and you know, she is arrested and she will face trial. .I came to you, not to draw out relevant criminal evidence. I want to help Xiaohan. She is in a very bad situation and refuses to communicate with the outside world. You may think this is a good thing, but if she doesn’t speak, then The sentence will be aggravated because she refuses to confess her guilt and has a misbehaving attitude. Even in prison, she will be even more miserable. Do you think this is a good thing for Xiaohan and you?"

Ten minutes later, Chu Yu and Chenxing were sitting in the city garden in a remote location. Song Qingyang and Fang Datuo inspected in advance and confirmed that there were no monitoring and surveillance equipment around. And now, Song Qingyang is holding Jiang Jianzhou to ensure that his every move is under control, and no abnormalities will be discovered.

The blue sky was washed, and the wind was cold in early winter. The leaves were all over the park, swept aside, and piled up into leaf mounds.

Chu Yu and Chen Xing looked ahead, the carp in the pool was carefree. They noticed someone and swam towards them, as if they wanted to beg for bread, but this time Chen Xing did not bring anything. On the thigh.

There is a branch on Chu Yu's head, and the branches and leaves are still very luxuriant in winter, casting a cluster of shadows on her face.

"Can we start now?"

Chen Xing sighed silently. He lowered his eyes, looking lowly interested: "You said you came to see me just for Xiaohan, to reduce her sentence, let her talk, and make her better, but I think you are just for the sake of Your career, for your merits, if the entire Public Security Bureau can't help her, but you can get her confession and find out her past, so that you can be rewarded by superiors, and you have done meritorious service, isn't it? ?"

The corners of Chu Yu's lips rose slightly, as if he was smiling, but with a sense of self-deprecating. She didn't explain, but instead asked, "Is it in your mind that the police see only business affairs and no favors at all?"

If Morningstar didn't answer, it was taken as a default.

Chu Yu turned his head and looked at him, "Let me guess what you are thinking in your heart now. You must be thinking: What does this person know? What is her purpose? What does she want to say from me? ? Then I will answer your question. I know a lot of things. I know Xiaohan’s past and what her character is. I also know why she committed a crime and why she became the Phantom of Sophora japonica. I know you know her and care about her , You want her to live better. I know she has no relatives in this world, but fortunately, she still has a friend of you."

Chenxing's lips moved slightly, his eyelashes lifted, and his eyes drifted away.

"Since you know so much, why do you even ask me?"

"I want to know what she went through during the years you were with her."

Chen Xing didn't answer the conversation for a while, and Chu Yu felt that he still had concerns. He was always on the verge of saying and not saying - when he just agreed to come out with her, he had planned to say it, but now he regrets it again.

"Sorry, you said that you want to help Xiaohan, you want her to be better, but I believe Xiaohan doesn't want others to know her past, she won't get better because of it, now she doesn't want to talk, that's her Your own choice, you have no right to disturb her. You and her are not relatives and you are not her relatives or friends. To put it bluntly, you and her are hostile, and you arrested her and shut her up. Get up, then what right do you have to know her past?"

Chu Yu's eyes were faint, and her voice was low and steady, like a soothing piano sound: "I am her future girlfriend."

Chen Xing's obvious tiger body was shocked. Although he always tried to cover up his emotions, he was younger after all. The more you hide, the more you want to cover up, and you can figure out his reaction without having to work harder.

"So don’t treat me as a policeman, treat me as a friend. I’m Xiaohan’s girlfriend. I’ll do my best for her. I’ll protect her. You’re her friend. I’ll also protect you from harm. ."

"Evidence," the boy was still stiff, but his eyes showed some trust, "Do you have any evidence to prove your relationship with him?"

Chu Yu took out his mobile phone and turned over the treasured photo.

"You should be familiar with the photos on the wanted police warrant. You should have seen them too. In your impression, has Xiaohan ever smiled like this?"

Chen Xing looked at the picture with a smile like a flower, in a daze.

"But that day, she saw me and she laughed. Later I asked her relatives, but they didn't recognize it. This shows that she has not only changed, she has never liked to laugh, or that is, she has never laughed. So carefree."

Chen Xing turned his gaze away from the photo, and his face became heavy. From the beginning, he was perfunctory and serious. He looked more anxious than when Chu Yu entered the room before.

"If you know about Xiaohan's past, are you sure you can make her feel better?"

"I'm sure," Chu Yu paused for a while, afraid he was worried, and added, "If it involves sensitive parts, or parts that she doesn't want others to know, I will keep it secret, and I want to know everything. In order to be targeted, give her psychological counseling and prescribe the right medicine, the more I know, the more I understand how to protect her and how to bring her back."

Chen Xing nodded and raised her eyes to look at Chu Yu's profile. Her temperament was gentle and bold, and her profile became more peaceful, making people want to trust and rely on.

"What do you want to know?"

"Xiaohan has been missing for four years, where has she been for the past four years?"

"She is in Liangdu."

Chu Yu's heart trembled. Sure enough, she did not look back at the river or stay in the dust and sun, but went to her mother and her grandma's hometown.

"Xiaohan was only 13 or 14 years old when she disappeared. How did she solve the problem of eating and lodging?"

"She doesn't need to worry about these, because someone has arranged it."

"Oh? She lives in someone else's house?"

"She lives with me in an orphanage. The orphanage is so big that I still don’t know how many branches there are. If you go in and visit it, you will see an orderly family with people. Give us food, help us wash the sheets, and some people teach us our talents. The room is neat and tidy. Every day some people clean up, take care of our diet and daily life, teach us to read and write. We all live together, but Xiaohan has some Don’t live with us at that time, in another place."

Chu Yu turned his gaze to Chen Xing's legs unconsciously-was he abandoned by his parents and adopted by the orphanage because of his natural disability?

"Is it mainly children whose parents can't be found?"

"There are orphans, and there are children separated from their parents, but they are not locals. They are all healthy, but after entering the orphanage, they are not so complete.

Chu Yu felt cold on her back, she felt it, and what he would say later.

"To live in an orphanage, to be adopted and educated, there is a condition, it must be disabled, because we need to use our body to make money, and people will see our body. The more disabled we are, the more pitiful we are, and the more we can’t live. , The more they will give us money, the more they will give us money, and these money, we will give it to the orphanage, they need our body to make money."

Chu Yu fell silent, his breath was a little hot.

"What about Xiaohan?"

Why didn't she see that Xia Yihan had a disability?

"Xiaohan..." The boy looked at the carp in the lake, his eyes aching, "They don't use her body, they use her life."