Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

The paper crane circled back and forth at the east door of the third floor. Zhang Shou looked for the crane and knocked on the door.

"Coming." A child in the room responded.

A minute later, the door still hadn't opened. Zhang Hui raised his eyebrows and penetrated the wall with his spiritual sense.

Unfortunately, the adults were not at home and a little kid about eleven or twelve years old was playing computer games.

When I knocked on the door again, the child didn't even raise his head and shouted at the top of his voice, "I'm coming, I'm coming." His butt seemed to be nailed to the chair, not moving at all.

Zhang Hui continued to knock on the door to see when he would come out.

Two minutes... three minutes... the child finally couldn't stand it anymore. He was distracted and his finger pressed the wrong button, and the sound of the game over was heard.

"Damn it!" He grabbed the cup next to him, threw it to the ground, and then came to open the door cursing.

"Who are you looking for?" Meng Jie asked angrily with a violent look on his face as the door opened.

Zhang Hui didn't take his temper seriously, took out the printed photo and asked him, "Do you know him?"

Meng Jie glanced at him casually and curled his lips: "I know him, my dad's burden."

"Where are your adults?" Chu Xingman thought this child was really unlovable, so she decided to talk to an adult.

"What are you doing?" Perhaps because he felt that the two girls posed no threat, Meng Jie was not alert at all and asked Chu Xingman what she was doing there.

It can be seen that this child is quite rebellious. Today is not Sunday, but he is still at home playing on the computer. Is he skipping school?

"You can't solve this problem. Give me your father's number and I'll call him."

"Who knows what you do? What if you are a scammer? I won't give my dad's number to strangers."

Chu Xingman was almost amused by the anger, saying that he was not alert enough to know that he should not give his father's number to strangers.

Zhang Hui said bluntly: "She committed suicide, and your father has to take care of the funeral."

"Suicide?" Meng Jie repeated, as if he couldn't believe it was true, with a confused and shocked look. Yes, he was still a child after all.

Just when I felt a little sympathy for the little brat, the next second Meng Jie burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he was out of breath, holding his stomach and crying out in pain.

Zhang Hui watched coldly, Chu Xingman was confused and angry: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

"It would be better to die! I don't have to go to school, I don't have to worry about the teacher complaining about me for not finishing my homework, and I don't have to worry about being scolded."

Even if the child was ignorant, the words were too vicious. Chu Xingman was both angry and helpless.

She asked, “What do we do next?”

Zhang Hui looked at the time. It was already past six in the afternoon. He thought his father would be getting off work soon, so he decided to wait for a while.

Not long after, Meng Jie's father Meng Lecheng hurried back. When he saw the two girls standing at the door of his house, he was very surprised.

My son has been making a fuss about not wanting to go to school these past two days. Is it the teachers from school who are visiting our home? But the two teachers look very young.

He was just guessing about Zhang Hui and her background when Zhang Hui put the photo in front of him and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Meng Lecheng suddenly realized: "Are you here to look for her?" Then his face changed and he said coldly: "Whether she got into trouble or made a mistake, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Go find her mother! We agreed when we divorced that she would raise the child."

After talking a lot, without waiting for them to say anything else, the man pushed them away, went into the house and closed the door in one go.

What a cold father! He didn't even ask them and just shut them out. Nothing about his biological daughter was worth paying attention to.

"Dad, I want to eat roasted chicken legs!" Meng Jie said coquettishly.

"Okay! Dad will call your mom right now and ask her to bring it back."

"Your daughter committed suicide by jumping into the river. Her body is in the Municipal Bureau Branch. I need you to take care of her funeral."

Zhang Hui raised his voice to make sure he could hear him in the room.

"I've told you, she's under her mother's care. Don't come looking for me!" Afterwards, no matter how Zhang Hui and Chu Xingman tried to persuade them, the room was completely silent, a silent resistance.

"It seems that he has made up his mind not to deal with his daughter's funeral. Let's go. I hope everything goes well with Captain Yang."

The two returned to the Municipal Bureau, and after waiting for a while, Yang Wu brought Xiao Ding back to the bureau.

They followed the paper crane westward, found the girl's mother's house, and explained the situation.

As a result, the girl's mother refused to handle the funeral on the grounds that she was an adult.

"This girl is so pitiful!" Chu Xingman said with tears in her eyes.

Xiao Ding said angrily: "Who said it wasn't true? This couple is really interesting. Not long after their divorce, one of them married someone new, and the other married someone else."

"She left the child to her grandparents to raise. At first, her mother gave her some living expenses, but after the child was born, she stopped paying a penny."

"Meng Xin was only 15 years old and she went out to do odd jobs to support two elderly people."

"Her father is even less of a person. He obviously has the money, but he keeps making excuses, saying that he will only pay if all the brothers contribute."

"Later, the old couple fell ill and passed away. Meng Chengyi found an excuse and said Meng Xin was already an adult, so he didn't give her a cent."

"Tomorrow, we will do some more work to try to get them to agree to pick up Meng Xin." Captain Yang made the decision and led a few people to the cafeteria to get food.

After this late dinner, everyone separated and went back to their homes to find their mothers.

On the way back to school, Chu Xingman was still thinking about this. "This really fits the lyrics of the song." She sighed.

Zhang Hui curiously asked her: "What are the lyrics?"

"Dad has one family, mom has another family, and I'm the only one left, seeming redundant..." Isn't this the same as what the lyrics say?

"Meng Xin started earning money to support her family very early on, so she shouldn't be that fragile. Why did she want to commit suicide?"

Yes, Zhang Hui was also thinking about this problem, and she guessed that the problem still lies with her parents.

Some people say that childhood regrets take a lifetime to heal, but Meng Xin’s childhood never came.

Their questions finally got answered the next day.

The next day at noon, just after they finished class, Xiao Ding came to tell them the latest news.

Meng Xin was diagnosed with uremia two months ago, and the huge medical expenses seemed like a bottomless pit to her.

She went to seek help from her parents, but both of them rejected her without any prior agreement.

After Meng Xin struggled for a month, her health collapsed and the hopeless future finally made her fall into despair and she took this desperate path.

"Maybe it's good this way, so I can get out of this sea of ​​suffering sooner, open my eyes in the next life, and find a good family."

Chu Xingman felt upset. She had never seen such a cruel person! He had no feelings for his own flesh and blood, as if they were not his own.

Time passed in a flash, and it was Saturday again. As usual, Zhang Hui took Chu Xingman to the city bureau in the car driven by Xiao Ding.

The three of them divided the files as usual and started to check. There were still many cases with dates closest to the statute of limitations.

"Hey, take a look at this case." Xiao Ding took over a piece of information.

The incident happened in early 93. A newlywed couple mysteriously disappeared a week after their wedding and never returned to the face of the earth again.