civil forensic

Chapter 938 Missing

Chapter 938 Missing

"Come on, tell me, what's going on?"

Mu Zhiyang stood up, stood in front of the locals, and asked them questions. He had worked in the police station and the criminal police team, so he naturally felt very reliable when facing the parties or the masses.

The local man who came to inquire was a man in his fifties or sixties. He might not be that old, but he looked older. His hair was gray and his exposed skin was rough. He looked at Mu Zhiyang, then at Jiang Yuan, and asked, "You are police officers, right? Right? Are you all police officers?"

"How did you know that?" Mu Zhiyang asked again.

"You are wearing police pants." The local pointed and said, "My son is also a policeman. He used to wear these pants when he came home. His name is Fang Guanhua. Do you know him?"

Several people shook their heads.

Maki Zhiyang asked: "What's your name?"

"Fang Mingfeng, you can call me Lao Fang." The local man walked closer and asked, "Are you from the police station? Are there so many of you?"

Mu Zhiyang shook his head, gave Wang Chuanxing a look, and said, "Tell me what happened first."

Wang Chuanxing turned around and walked away to make a phone call to find out what was going on.

Jiang Yuan, Jiang Hao and others were brewing tea around the stove while listening curiously with their ears perked up.

When not at work, the curiosity of the detectives will gradually recover, just like a civet cat that has not eaten melons for a long time.

"I told the police when I called them that a tourist is missing here. You have to take this seriously... Well, but how come so many of you come here at once?" Fang Mingfeng, a local, said something that was not appropriate. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll get something to show you."

He began to doubt, but seeing Mu Zhiyang and so many others, he didn't dare to ask directly and wanted to run away first.

Mu Zhiyang couldn't let him go like this, so he grabbed him and said, "Let me show you my ID first."

Mu Zhiyang took out the police officer ID from his pocket.

"Are you really the police?" Fang Mingfeng frowned.

"We are police officers from other places, and we are here for fun." Mu Zhiyang gave the answer this time. Because if there is indeed a missing person case, it is necessary to understand the situation.

Fang Mingfeng asked in a nagging tone, "From another place, where are you from?"

"From Ningtai County."

"What are the Ningtai County police doing here?"

“Team building.”

“What does team building do?”

Maki Zhiyang smiled and said, "Tell me about your situation."

Fang Mingfeng looked at the police ID twice more, returned it to Mu Zhiyang, and then said, "I have called the police several times. You... the police here just come up to take a look, ask questions, and then go back and have no news..."

"You said a tourist is missing. Do you have any evidence?" Mu Zhiyang interrupted Fang Mingfeng. After being a police officer for a long time, you will know that not everyone has good language expression skills. It is too common for people to go off topic while talking. It is better to ask a question.

After being interrupted, Fang Mingfeng snorted twice before remembering what he wanted to say. He said, "I don't have the evidence you want, but I know that the person is missing."

"How do you know?"

"I just know it……"

Maki Zhiyang broke the cycle of talking again and asked, "Which tourist is missing? Do you have a name and photo?"

"This." Fang Mingfeng took out his cell phone this time and showed the photo to Mu Zhiyang.

"Liu Yang." Mu Zhiyang read it mainly to Jiang Yuan and the others. He then looked at the photo and frowned, saying, "This is a male tourist in his 20s, right? Is he alone?"

"Yes. He came alone. He left without even getting his deposit back," Fang Mingfeng emphasized.

Mu Zhiyang understood what he meant, so he asked, "How much is the deposit?"

"200 yuan." Fang Mingfeng replied.

Mu Zhiyang smiled and said, "He may not care about the 200 yuan deposit and won't take it."

"Impossible." Fang Mingfeng said, "This kid isn't that rich, and he's pretty frugal with food. He only eats steamed buns and pickles a day, and some porridge. If I stir-fry some vegetables for him, he'll say thank you. He doesn't even give me money."

"Are you running a homestay?" Meng Chengbiao didn't like the Internet celebrity product of brewing tea around the stove, so he came over with a large teacup that Jiang Hao had prepared. Titanium.

Judging from personal experience, Meng Chengbiao believes that what Fang Mingfeng described is indeed a bit abnormal. There are many people who don't care about 200 yuan, but there are also many people who care about 200 yuan. Moreover, there are ordinary people who are willing to bargain to show frugality or pretend to be frugality, and even some children from wealthy families are willing to play this game, but there are few young people who can only eat steamed buns and pickles, and are willing to put up with their mouths and eat carbohydrates.

People like this are mostly really poor.

Fang Mingfeng nodded: "Hey. My home is right next to the village. My daughter-in-law said that I could make some money doing this, so she taught me how to do it. At that time, the town was uniformly issuing certificates, and I had all the certificates..."

"How much is your homestay per day? This person named Liu Yang, how many days did he stay and how much did he pay?" Meng Chengbiao exchanged places with Mu Zhiyang and then asked.

"128 a day. This young man came to me and negotiated the price. He stayed for four days and it cost 4 yuan. He paid a deposit of 420 yuan. But in the end they didn't ask for the deposit. That's impossible, right?" Fang Mingfeng said these few words and his answer became a little logical.

"Indeed, a little bit." Meng Chengbiao agreed with Fang Mingfeng, and then asked: "You think Liu Yang is missing? How many days has he been missing?"

"Three days."

"Do you have his contact information?"

"I called, but the call didn't go through."

Meng Chengbiao nodded and began to think while holding the large pure titanium teacup.

Seeing this, Fang Mingfeng thought he was in trouble, so he sighed and said, "Actually, I know it's hard for you to check. My daughter-in-law also advised me before that young people nowadays love to travel and are willing to travel on a budget. They might go to Qinghai-Tibet on foot, or even go abroad. However, I have been in contact with these young people. You said they are willing to go out and play, that's true. They don't even want a deposit, and some don't even want the room fee. That's unlikely..."

"How many young people?" Meng Chengbiao grasped the key point and raised his head: "Are there several missing young people? Did they all leave without taking the deposit?"

"He is the only one who didn't pay the deposit. But there are a few others. I called them later, but there was no news from them. Some of them said they would come back to live here after entering the mountains. There was also one who left his stuff with me, but he didn't come to pick it up. I said, he's a good young man, but he doesn't want the money or the stuff, and his phone can't be reached. This is not normal..." Fang Mingfeng started nagging again.

Meng Chengbiao then asked further questions.

Jiang Yuan finished his tea and walked over.

Meng Chengbiao came over and whispered, "It sounds like a case, but not really. One didn't take the deposit, one didn't take the things, and one went into the mountains and never came back... Normal hotel or B&B owners would never call the police if they encountered such a situation. It's a normal situation in business. I guess the old man's son is a policeman, so he is a little too vigilant."

"Collect their phone numbers and names and check them." Jiang Yuan did not feel burdened and just regarded it as a small hurdle in team building.

(End of this chapter)