The dean was playing in the yard with several children.
Hearing the "rattling" sound from the iron door, he straightened up and looked at the door.
Sang Yanzhou walked up to the dean and took out his police ID card from his pocket: "Hello, I am a police officer. I have something to ask you today."
A trace of surprise flashed in the dean's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal and asked another girl in the yard who looked to be only in her 20s to bring the children into the house.
"Officer, go inside and talk."
"good."
The dean led Sang Yanzhou to the dean's office.
Perhaps because there was no money, there was only a desk, a safe and two chairs in the dean's office.
The dean found a glass of water from the water dispenser and placed it in front of Sang Yanzhou, "What did the police officer come to see me for today?"
Sang Yanzhou took a sip of water and said straight to the point: "I came today to ask about little Fubao."
In fact, from the moment he walked in, the dean had already guessed what he was here for, because their eyes were so similar.
Sure enough, what the master said is true.
"You want to ask, where did Little Fubao come from?"
Sang Yanzhou nodded: "Yes."
The dean hesitated for a moment.
"Then let me tell you, you can't tell anyone."
"Naturally." Sang Yanzhou nodded.
"Actually, I don't know the details. There is an abandoned temple on a mountain nearby. Ordinary people don't know there is a temple there, but people in the villages in this area know that there is a fortune teller in that temple who is very accurate.
The master, the master never lets people nearby spread the news about her here."
"I also happen to know her. I heard from her that she found Xiao Fu Bao when she was going down the mountain to deliver buns to the homeless people. She heard crying while passing through a forest and followed the cry."
"Because people around here are relatively poor, abandoned babies are common, but usually the master will send abandoned babies to me, but for some reason, little Fubao has been raised by her side since she was a child."
The dean's voice paused for a moment.
"It wasn't until the master... left a few days ago that little Fubao was sent to me because the master said that little Fubao could find her biological parents here, but before she could go through the admission procedures, she was picked up by a company manager.
Someone picked her up."
"That's just the way it is."
Sang Yanzhou roughly knows the cause and effect, but it is impossible to find surveillance video in this ravine, let alone find the murderer behind the scenes.
Moreover, the master who picked up the little lucky treasure unexpectedly passed away.
The clue ends here again.
It seems that we can only find a way to lure them out on their own.
Then ask someone to go to that temple to inquire and see if there are any witnesses.
"Thank you, dean, but I have something to ask for. If someone comes to ask about little Fubao's life experience after me, please don't tell me that she was abandoned nearby, and remember the appearance of the person who comes to ask.
"
As he spoke, Sang Yanzhou took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to her: "This is my mobile phone number. If someone comes to see you, please call me immediately and tell me what that person looks like. It's best if you can
Remember his license plate number."
The dean took the business card in his hand and nodded: "Okay."
Sang Yanzhou left without staying any longer.
Returning to the underground parking lot of the high-end apartment where he lived, Sang Yanzhou got out of the car and glanced calmly at the GPS micro-positioning device installed on the inside of the rear handlebar.