"Secretary Yang, I came here this time just to learn more about Wu Liwan and disturb him more." Fan Jinqiang said, always paying attention to Yang Yifang's expression. This is a professional habit.

Yang Yifang didn't say anything for a while, and finally sighed: "Oh! I feel very sad that Wu Liwan has happened to this. Over the years, I have always regarded her as my daughter."

"Then have she contacted you these days?" Fan Jinqiang asked.

Yang Yifang shook his head, looked at Wang Baoyu meaningfully, and said, "Since Wu Liwan gave up her position as deputy mayor and ran away for love, she has never called me once."

Wang Baoyu glanced at Fan Jinqiang unhappily, saying that he was disobedient, so he would come for nothing! Fan Jinqiang just pretended that he didn't see it, and continued to ask: "Secretary Yang, Wu Liwan's case is a major case supervised by his superiors. We will not let go of every clue. Please tell me about the stimulation of Wu Liwan in her early years!"

Yang Yifang was obviously unwilling to recall the past, but Fan Jinqiang came to ask about the case this time, and it would not work without cooperation. Yang Yifang could only explain in detail what happened that year with a melancholy expression, and repeatedly emphasized that Wu Liwan was a bitter child and kind-hearted. If she could commit a murder, it must be the result of the cult bewitching.

Fan Jinqiang listened carefully to Wu Liwan's painful past, which was roughly the same as what Wang Baoyu said, and had no new ideas. But since he came and was where Wu Liwan had been for many years, there must be important clues that were not discovered.

Fan Jinqiang frowned and thought for a while, and asked, "Secretary Yang, you said you should regard Wu Liwan as your own, so how does Wu Liwan feel for you?"

Yang Yifang sighed and said, "I can't figure out the minds of young people now, but when they encounter difficulties or feel unhappy, she will most likely talk to me."

Fan Jinqiang asked again: "Did you mention it to you when she left Qingyuan Town last time?"

Yang Yifang nodded and said, "I heard from her, but I didn't expect that I would never go back. It's all my fault for being careless at that time."

Oh, Fan Jinqiang nodded thoughtfully and suddenly asked, "Secretary Yang, where did you lock Wu Liwan in the small warehouse? Is there any more now?"

Yang Yifang was stunned and thought for a while and said, "Qingyuan Town Primary School has moved a long time ago. The site has been given to the agricultural machinery factory. The agricultural machinery factory is not well managed and the original school site has always been empty. It should be still there!"

"I want to go and have a look. Please take a look." Fan Jinqiang insisted.

If it weren't for Yang Yifang's presence, Wang Baoyu would have been anxious and revisited the old place and recalled the past. These things were all causing trouble for Yang Yifang. You know, Yang Yifang is also an old man in his sixties.

"Okay!" Yang Yifang stood up and agreed helplessly.

When he went downstairs, Wang Baoyu couldn't help but ask Fan Jinqiang in a low voice: "Brother Fan, which drama are you singing? Could it be that Wu Liwan can still return there?"

"How do you know if you don't go and see it?" Fan Jinqiang said.

"She doesn't remember what happened there. Can she still remember that small warehouse?" Wang Baoyu still questioned a little.

"You are not her. Judging from our case handling experience, some people often ignore the things that they remember the most. In fact, this is selective rejection." Fan Jinqiang always talks about the case handling experience, as if he is talking to an outsider.

Wang Baoyu drove Fan Jinqiang with an unhappy look on his face, followed Yang Yifang's car and came to the agricultural machinery factory in Qingyuan Town, which is the original town primary school.

It was in the evening that the two rows of gray brick houses in the agricultural machinery factory looked increasingly dilapidated and old. There was an old man who was guarding the door at the door, and he fell asleep bored. I guess no one had been here for many days.

After getting off the car, Wang Baoyu asked Yang Yifang curiously: "Secretary Yang, why has such a place been idle all the time?"

"During the planned economy period, the agricultural machinery factory was still an important unit, but just as soon as this place was allocated to them, the market was opened and revitalized, but the agricultural machinery factory became useless. I wanted to move several times but I didn't move it. The main reason was that I didn't have the money to build the factory, and it turned out completely." Yang Yifang explained.

The old man was finally awakened by the footsteps of the three people. He rubbed his eyes and saw that it was the former Secretary Yang. He hurriedly walked out of the hut and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Old Li, let's go in and take a look." Yang Yifang didn't explain. Old Li opened the door wisely. Anyway, it was broken inside, so he was not afraid of losing things. Setting up such a doorstep was nothing more than looking at the naughty child, not smashing all the glass, or tearing down the bricks inside and moving them away.

Yang Yifang strode ahead, Wang Baoyu and Fan Jinqiang followed closely. Whenever they passed by a door, Yang Yifang would explain as if they were aware of it. This is the academic affairs department, the principal's office, this is the first grade and that is the third grade. During the conversation, he was still a little excited, as if he had returned to the past.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the back of the queue. Sure enough, there were two small houses with iron fences. The black windows were like skeleton's eyes. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves on the ground clattered, making the back of the spine chill.

Yang Yifang stopped, looked straight into the window for a long time, and fell into deep memories. Fan Jinqiang was about to urge Yang Yifang to continue moving forward, but Wang Baoyu stopped him, so he had to wait patiently.

"Oh! The little Wu Liwan was locked up here back then." Yang Yifang finally woke up and pointed to one of the windows with a hoarse voice. The tears in his eyes gathered more and more, and finally a teardrop rushed out of his eyes and fell down. Yang Yifang quickly turned his head and wiped it away quietly.

Wang Baoyu looked ahead and couldn't help but sigh inwardly that such a place, let alone a child Wu Liwan, even adults can't stand it even if they stay for a few days.

Along the way, Fan Jinqiang never spoke. He had no energy and sentimentality. He had only one purpose in his heart, which was to find clues related to this case.

Isn’t it just two broken houses? You can see through it by just one glance. As for being so nervous! Wang Baoyu has been complaining about Fan Jinqiang’s ruthlessness when handling the case, and couldn’t help but mutter in a low voice.

But Fan Jinqiang looked at the surrounding environment carefully. Suddenly, he stepped forward and grabbed Yang Yifang, and signaled Yang Yifang and Wang Baoyu not to talk, but he leaned towards the small warehouse lightly.

Fan Jinqiang bent down and came to the window of the iron fence of the small warehouse. He bent down and picked up a few pieces of things to study. When Wang Baoyu saw the things in Fan Jinqiang's hand, he was suddenly shocked and became very nervous because Fan Jinqiang was holding a few pieces of peanut skin.
Chapter completed!