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The Fan couple discussed for a while, and Fan's father agreed to go with them.

The three of them drove southeast. Father Fan found time to call the class teacher.

I learned from the head teacher that there was only one girl named Deng Zitong in their class, and she and Fan Yimeng did not have a very good relationship.

So after learning that Fan Yimeng was missing, no one's attention was focused on her at all.

The head teacher thought about all the naughty students in the class, but he never suspected Deng Zitong.

With the specific information provided by the class teacher, the car sped up and arrived at Deng Zitong's home in less than half an hour.

Deng Zitong's parents and younger brother were having lunch when the door rang.

Fan Yimeng's father was quite emotional. He rushed into the Deng family and asked, "Where is Deng Zitong? Where did she take my daughter?"

Deng's father and mother looked at each other, not understanding what he meant.

Zhang Hui explained the situation in a few words, and seeing that the red line pointed to the bedroom behind them, he made his request.

Mother Deng smiled bitterly: "That is my daughter's room. Since she turned twelve, we are not allowed to enter her room. These two days, we have to carry the food in to eat."

"We really didn't know your daughter was here. If we had known, we would have definitely informed you." She sincerely apologized to Mr. Fan.

Yes, the couple had noticed their daughter's strange behavior over the past two days, but they never thought that their daughter was taking in her classmates.

"Tongtong, Mom bought you roast duck. Do you want to come out to eat?" Deng's mother knocked on the door and called her daughter to come out.

Two minutes later, Deng Zitong's lazy voice came out: "I'll eat later."

Zhang Hui's spiritual consciousness penetrated the wall and saw two girls sitting in front of the computer desk, laughing and talking about the plot.

One of the girls with long hair had a red line between her eyebrows. That was naturally Fan Yimeng.

Seeing that she was safe and sound, Zhang Hui breathed a sigh of relief. This should just be a scare to her parents, and she was not kidnapped.

Seeing that Deng's mother did not lie to her daughter to open the door, Zhang Hui stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Hello, Tongtong, I am Zhang Hui from the Municipal Bureau. Fan's parents have called the police. Please tell Fan Yimeng."

"What? Your parents called the police! Will they arrest me?"

"Oh, I don't know, what should I do?"

The two little girls stood up in panic, completely not knowing what to do.

"Listen to me..." Zhang Hui knocked on the door again, attracting the attention of the two people: "Fan Yimeng, come out and go home with your parents, and this matter will be resolved."

"Tongtong, think about it, if Fan Yimeng's parents come to your parents to ask for her, what will your parents do?"

"Xiao Meng, I'm sorry..." Deng Zitong didn't want to put her parents in a difficult position, but she also didn't want her good friend to run away and fail.

Fan Yimeng bit her lip, lowered her head and said nothing. When she heard Deng Zitong open the door, she looked up at the door.

"Go home!" Hearing her father's familiar voice, Fan Yimeng knew she couldn't disobey, so she got up and went out reluctantly.

After saying goodbye to Deng Zitong's family, the Fan father and daughter got into the car driven by Xiao Qingze and rushed back to their home.

"Dad, I really don't like Uncle Huang tutoring me. Can you please stop letting him come to our house?"

After a long silence, Fan Yimeng finally spoke these words.

Father Fan immediately retorted: "If you had good grades, would I need to ask my classmates to give you extra lessons?"

"One lesson costs one hundred yuan. He is very famous. It is said that all the students who have received his tutoring have been admitted to universities."

"If he and I weren't classmates, it wouldn't be your turn at all!"

Fan Yimeng lowered her head weakly, with deep bite marks on her pink lower lip.

Zhang Hui was sensitive enough to sense something was wrong, so she asked, "Comrade Fan, did Xiao Meng run away from home because she was resistant to tutoring?"

Mr. Fan hummed, then realized belatedly why his daughter was resisting tutoring.

"Xiao Meng, do you not want to take extra lessons? Or do you not want your dad's classmate Uncle Huang to give you extra lessons?" She emphasized the pronunciation of the three words "Uncle Huang".

Fan Yimeng looked up in surprise and met Zhang Hui's gaze in the rearview mirror. She recalled the scene of the last tutoring class and her nose felt sore and tears were about to burst out.

The car quickly stopped at the door of Fan's house, where Fan's mother was waiting. As soon as Fan Yimeng got out of the car, Fan's mother slapped her on the back.

"You stinky girl, your mom is working so hard outside and can't even sleep well, and you run away from home. You have no conscience!"

Father Fan didn't notice the tears in his daughter's eyes. He turned around and thanked Zhang Hui and Xiao Qingze repeatedly.

Fan Yimeng felt full of grievances. She didn't even turn back even though her mother kept shouting at her and asking her to say thank you. She just rushed into her bedroom, closed the door and started crying.

Fan's mother said to Zhang Hui awkwardly: "I'm sorry, this girl is in her rebellious period."

Zhang Hui raised an eyebrow: "I didn't see that she was in a rebellious period. Instead, I felt that there was something wrong with the teacher who gave her tutoring."

Father Fan frowned unhappily: "Comrade police officer, please don't talk nonsense. My old classmate is a very famous teacher. If it weren't for our classmate relationship, it wouldn't have been our Mengmeng's turn."

Fan's mother was nervous. What did this mean? Old Fan's classmate had only come to her house for tutoring once. Was there any problem?

The couple has only one daughter, and they have very strict requirements on her daily studies.

Since his daughter entered middle school, her math grades have not been very good. It happened that Lao Fan found out that his classmate Huang Zhiwei was a famous math teacher.

So he visited Huang Zhiwei at his home and invited him to dinner, and finally he got Huang Zhiwei to agree to come and tutor his daughter.

Did she invite the wrong teacher? Mengmeng had said before that she didn't want to take extra classes, but why? After thinking about it, she felt confused.

Zhang Hui didn't want to slander a good man, so he shrugged and said, "I'm just guessing. Ask your daughter. By the way, it's better to find out the truth before making up for it, so as not to regret it."

After leaving Fan's house, Xiao Qingze asked her, "What if Fan Yimeng is still forced by her parents to take extra classes?"

Zhang Hui casually said while reading the information: "No, I think the Fan couple loves her very much. After all, they only have this one child, so they will definitely ask for details."

"Let's go. The next person is Cao Jun, who lives near No. 10 Middle School. He called the police and said his son was missing. His son's name is Cao Jingshuo, and he is five years old."

"Okay, let's go!"

The full name of No. 10 Middle School is Beiyang No. 10 Middle School. It ranks fifth in the city and is considered a good school. Many residential areas around it are selling their properties under the banner of school district housing and are making a lot of money.

Cao Jun's house is an old one, and it is a school district house, but it is too old. His wife has quarreled with him many times because of this house.

His wife Zhu Hong thinks that it is precisely because it is a school district house that it is worth some money when sold. Otherwise, no one is stupid enough to buy an old house.

But Cao Jun thought that the house could not be sold because his son needed it, even though his son was only five years old.

The couple fought so hard for the house that they had to live apart.