A perfect crime? To me, it's full of flaws!

Qi Feng let out a heavy sigh of relief. He had found it!

He finally found the common thread among these six people. Now, by following this thread, he could find out why the killer killed them and catch the killer!

However, reality soon gave him a resounding slap in the face.

When he excitedly turned to the next page, the smile on his face instantly froze.

The first victim was from the H City First Welfare Home.

The second victim was from Chunhui Family Home in the east of the city.

The third victim, Chen Xiaoda, came from the Bowen Orphanage in the southern suburbs.

.........

Six people, six completely different orphanages!

This is fucking.....

Isn't this just going in circles again?! Isn't this just further evidence of random killings?!

Is this never going to end?!

Qi Feng's eyes were lifeless. He leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Was all that effort I put into organizing this afternoon with Haitang and Lu Ziye just for nothing?

Are we really left with no choice but to wait passively?

We're waiting for the provincial department to provide the test results for those mysterious black discs, and then, based on their composition, we'll painstakingly trace their origin like searching for a needle in a haystack.

No!

Qi Feng suddenly sat up straight.

Don't put all your eggs in one basket!

He picked up his pen and copied down the addresses and names of the six orphanages in the document.

Tomorrow, let's start with the first one!

He decided to visit these orphanages himself.

After making his decision, Qi Feng prepared to go back and rest. In the current situation, there was no point in staying here any longer; he might as well get some rest.

He tidied up his desk, locked the door, and prepared to go back to his hotel after get off work.

Before leaving the office, he sent a message to Lu Ziye.

Qi Feng: Any new developments from the task force?

Messages are replied to almost instantly.

Lu Ziye: Bullshit! Captain Guan just finished a meeting and told everyone to go home and rest. He's planning to gather even more people tomorrow to do yesterday's patrol again! This time the area will be bigger and more detailed; he claims he'll make sure not even a fly can get in!

Seeing Guan Hai's decision, Qi Feng could only sigh.

They were still chasing after the murderer.

This method isn't entirely wrong, but it's too passive.

The killer has already slapped the police in the face with his sixth life, proving the failure of this surveillance method.

Guan Hai's investigation is still going in the same direction.

Moreover, based on previous analyses, the murderer would never be at the scene. The best-case scenario would be stopping the suicide victim and finding the murderer through the suicide victim. It's not that there's no hope, but it's rather slim.

Thinking of this, Qi Feng gave up the idea of ​​returning to the hotel.

He glanced at the time; it was 7 p.m.

Qi Feng originally wanted to call Lu Ziye, but when he thought about how that kid hadn't slept for almost thirty-six hours, he gave up on the idea.

Forget it, let him go back and rest. He might have to stay up all night again tomorrow.

Qi Feng arrived at the parking lot alone, started the car, and navigated to the Bowen Orphanage, the closest place to the Municipal Bureau, where the third deceased, Chen Xiaoda, had once lived.

It's not too late yet, I hope they can accommodate me.

Half an hour later, Qi Feng arrived at the scene.

After explaining his purpose to the security guard, Qi Feng was allowed to pass smoothly.

Guided by a young caregiver, he arrived at the director's office on the second floor.

The office wasn't large, but it was decorated exceptionally warmly.

Instead of cold, metal filing cabinets, there is an entire wall of bookshelves crammed with all sorts of books.

On the other wall, there were colorful graffiti and handmade paintings by children.

It's clear that the director is very popular with the children.

"Hello, Officer Qi, right? My name is Fu Bowen, and I'm the director of this orphanage." An elderly man with gray hair and reading glasses, who looked to be nearly eighty years old, stood up from behind his desk and extended his hand to Qi Feng.

His voice was gentle yet powerful, giving people a sense of reassurance.

"Hello, Dean Fu, I'm Qi Feng. I'm so sorry to bother you so late," Qi Feng said politely.

Qi Feng felt genuine admiration for the old man before him.

According to the information, Fu Bowen was an entrepreneur in H City in his early years and had considerable wealth.

But in a plane crash, his son, daughter-in-law and only grandson all perished.

Having seen through everything, Fu Bowen sold all his family property and founded this private orphanage. For more than 20 years, he has been supporting more than 100 orphans here with the income from his former assets.

"Officer, you're too kind. Serving the people knows no time of day. Please have a seat." Dean Fu gestured to the sofa beside him and said calmly, "Please speak, how can I help you?"

"It's like this, Dean Fu. I'd like to ask you about a child named Chen Xiaoda. Do you remember him?" Qi Feng got straight to the point.

Upon hearing the name, Dean Fu answered without hesitation.

"Of course I remember. Xiao Da was one of the first children I took in. That year was the first year I opened the orphanage, and I took in eleven children in total, and he was one of them. I remember every single one of those eleven children very clearly."

"Could you tell me about what happened before and after he went to the orphanage?" Qi Feng pressed.

"Before?" Dean Fu frowned slightly, lost in thought.

"I don't know what happened before he came. When the child was brought to me, he was dressed in rags and had some fresh wounds that hadn't healed. He was only four years old at the time, and he wouldn't answer any questions, he would just stare at you with wide eyes. We guessed that the child might have been hurt, so we didn't ask any more questions. After that, he lived and grew up in the orphanage like other children, and left when he was eighteen and able to support himself."

"What kind of injury is it?" Qi Feng keenly grasped the key words.

"I really can't remember," Dean Fu shook his head, indicating that he couldn't recall clearly.

"How was he different from the other children in the orphanage? Did he have any close friends? Or did anyone from outside come looking for him?"

"The difference... If I had to point out a difference, this child has been very stubborn since he was little, and he doesn't like studying, always feeling that reading is useless. He doesn't have many friends, mostly just kids from the neighborhood. No one outside has ever looked for him, and he himself has never mentioned wanting to find his biological parents."

Qi Feng silently memorized this information, and then asked another question.

"Okay, Director Fu. One last question: do you remember the exact date Chen Xiaoda entered the orphanage?"

"I remember." Director Fu's answer was even more straightforward this time. He adjusted his reading glasses, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes. "It was September 21, 2003. Our orphanage officially opened on September 17, and he was sent here on the fourth day, so I remember that date very clearly."

2003, April 9.

Qi Feng silently recited the date in his mind.

He then stood up, thanked the old man again, and took his leave.

Heading to the next orphanage.