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It was only after ten o'clock when I went to Uncle Ling's house.It was late autumn again, and the sun was already hot after ten o'clock.

The old men who practiced Tai Chi in the community had just left, and our car had just arrived when Uncle Ling came out of the small garden.

He patted the car door directly and said to us, "Have you had breakfast?"

"Eat it. Uncle." Xiaopang followed Persimmon and called Uncle.

We went upstairs with Uncle Ling. He was the only one at home. Uncle Mo was not at home. We only found out after asking that Uncle Mo had gone to visit the mine.

Uncle Lingzi said unceremoniously: "I asked you downstairs if you had eaten, because there is only enough breakfast for one person in the family. Since you have eaten, I won't make it."

As he spoke, he walked into the kitchen.Just beat the eggs with the leftovers from last night, pour in the leftovers, stir fry and it becomes delicious.

When Uncle Ling came out of the kitchen with his breakfast, Persimmon and Xiaopang had already brewed his Kung Fu tea.It made Uncle Ling say: "Hey, you two don't know how to drink tea. Why do you brew such good tea like me? It's a waste!"

Persimmon listened, and scooped two more spoons into the teapot with a small tea spoon. "Uncle, help me find out this person's soul."

He said, put down the tea spoon, and handed the Qiu Tianlei information to Uncle Lingzi.Uncle Ling took it over and looked at it, and said, "Are you dead?"

"If it's not a dead person, I don't need you to investigate, Uncle."

"What do you want to know?"

"Where is he? What did he do?"

"Calculate the horoscope. If the yang life is not exhausted, it may still be in the yang world. If it has expired, it is estimated that it has been reincarnated. It has been dead for several years. Why are you looking for him?"

It took Persimmon an hour to tell Zero about the past few days.Let Xiaopang talk about the situation that the rookie got the note by burning paper at the five-forked road that day.And today they met another boy who found "Jingyuan" with a note.

Uncle Lingzi asked Persimmon before if he would continue to investigate.Since his answer is to continue to investigate, then Uncle Ling will not sit idly by.So after Uncle Ling put down the bowl, he put away the information and said, "Okay, but I have business these days. I'll let you, Uncle Jing, take a look for you. It's okay. Your Uncle Jing gave him a week's vacation. Just ask him to look at it for you. But let me tell you first, you know what's going on with Ah Chen. If someone does something for you, you are the boss and you have to pay for your hard work. Yes."

"Definitely, definitely, definitely." Originally, Persimmon didn't intend to spend money on it.After all, if Uncle Lingzi was asked to help, Uncle Lingzi would never ask him for a red envelope.But if it's Brother Chen, then he should really give a red envelope.Just thinking about what Uncle Jing said last time, let them take Brother Chen out to play more, and don't let Brother Chen stay depressed in the funeral home all the time, Persimmon is a little bit big.As far as Brother Chen's character is concerned, he probably wouldn't move even if the "chicken" was naked and lay on top of him.

Just as he was about to go back, Uncle Ling grabbed Persimmon and said, "Hey, don't go to the five-fork intersection to burn paper. With your identity, if you burn paper, the Yin Road will be opened for you. Don't go to the road by yourself. I can’t get out after I go in. I don’t know where to get you.”

"Well, okay." Persimmon replied.He wouldn't be really stupid enough to go to the five-fork intersection to burn paper.It happened to me when I was little.When the gate of ghosts is closed on the Ghost Festival, he can walk and walk into the shadowy path without any warning, and all he sees are ghosts.The ghosts didn't treat him as an outsider either, in the eyes of the ghosts, he was just a ghost.

That time he was sitting on the curb beside the Yin Road, waiting for dawn before coming out.He was scared by this place once, so he didn't dare to make this joke anymore.

When he went downstairs, Fatty said, "Let's check the high school, he's only a senior year. Find that boy and find out what special people he's been with recently. It's impossible for him to burn paper money as a student. Someone must have taught him, and if he finds someone who teaches him, maybe he will be able to follow the clues."

"Who taught the rookie back then?" Persimmon suddenly asked this question.

Xiaopang was also stunned for a moment, and after a moment of silence, Xiaopang said: "The soldiers are divided into two groups. I will go to the rookie's wife, and you will check the senior high school student."

"Well, agree, go back to my rented room to meet at night."

The car arrived at the Public Security Bureau, and after putting down the persimmon, Xiaopang drove away.If you want to check a senior high school student, and still don't have any information, the most stupid way is to go to high school one by one.Persimmon is not that stupid, and he has a good information base.

Even if the Public Security Bureau does not care about the student files of the Education Bureau, the student status files need to be filled with ID card and household registration information, so the internal network of the Public Security Bureau can be used to call up the student status files across the country.After the informationization of student status files, as soon as students enroll, the student status files will be uploaded to the national unified database.

Persimmon didn't bring any apples with him when he came to see Uncle Wei this time, and he came here on the weekend.On weekends, except for criminal investigation, the office is on the administrative shift. Only one office is still on duty, and other places are closed.

Persimmon called Uncle Wei and asked him to come over and help with the information.During the waiting time, someone naturally saw him.

They were a few people from the criminal investigation team, some newcomers who didn't know him, and asked kindly: "Comrade, are you here to do something? It's the weekend."

Someone reminded me later that it was Qu Censhi, nicknamed Distilled Water or Great Uncle.He is familiar with the chief and Officer Wei in the file room.What is especially important is that he is a small police officer who has just been fired.

Persimmon smiled kindly on the surface, but he was still very upset in his heart.This kind of thing is also used to publicize.But the nicknames they called Distilled Water and Great Uncle were only called by outsiders.I know him well, and many people call him Persimmon.

Even if he was upset, he still maintained his superficial harmony.In the line of these people, he saw a man in a traffic police uniform.How did the traffic police come to the criminal investigation team?He asked, "Brother, are you a traffic policeman?"

As soon as his words came out, the captain of the criminal investigation team on the side was not happy: "Distilled water, the traffic police are better than you. They went to patrol the streets and found a wanted criminal with more than a dozen guns hidden in it. Come on report to us."

"Yo, this is awesome."

"I guess the kid will be promoted this time." The captain patted the traffic policeman on the shoulder.

Persimmon laughed, watching them walk towards the criminal investigation team's office.As soon as they disappeared, his smile turned into annoyance.Can you please?The function of checking the car is appreciated.Well, if he really dealt with these serial killings and the disappearance of Buddhist beads, he wouldn't even have a fart.

When Uncle Wei came over, he had been standing on the aisle for 10 minutes.You must know that places like the Public Security Bureau will have their own communities nearby. Firstly, it is close to work, and secondly, situations come quickly.But it took Uncle Wei 10 minutes to go.

Uncle Wei walked over and said, "Excuse me, sorry, today is the solar term, let me make a festival for my mother." (It is a custom that after a person dies, there will be a special sacrifice for each solar term in the year. This is the case after a man dies. five times for special sacrifices, and six times for women after death.)

Uncle Wei opened the door of the file room and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Senior high school students' files. The kind to look at photos."

"Ah? Did you come to me to check the student files? The files that were about to die last time, these need student files. Shizi, your checking this matter is too involved."

Persimmon didn't care, he just went over and turned on his computer: "If I don't run away, you check it like this, so why don't you let me squat in front of the high school every day? Or go to the Education Bureau? It's impossible for someone to show me these things at the Education Bureau. "

Uncle Wei had no choice but to sit in front of the computer and open Lian's student file for me.In a city, there are a lot of senior high school students.The number of people is tens of thousands.I have to go through it one by one, and I don't know when it will be.But you have to turn the page, it's better to turn the page in front of the computer here than to go to the gate of a school.

In this way, Persimmon stared at the computer for a whole day, and finally found the boy's profile after six o'clock in the afternoon.