Chapter 101

Soon, Long Hui found out the missing persons files in recent years.

Long Hui and I started to look through the missing persons' files again. Qin Li sat beside me and looked at the information in my hand: "you don't have to bother to look for it. Just go back and tell him that you didn't find it."

Hearing Qin Li's words, I pulled the corner of my mouth helplessly and whispered: "I can't be so perfunctory. After all, I promised him."

This ghost is different from the ghost I have seen before. The former ghost is either very angry or has lost his mind.

Suddenly I met such a ghost who didn't remember anything, which made me feel strange. I couldn't help trying to find the clue related to him.

Seeing that I was so serious, Qin Li turned his lips and didn't speak any more.

Long Hui accompanied me to check the files of dead and missing persons for a day, but nothing was found. Is it difficult that this person died, did not register, and did not report missing?

What is the identity of this boy? Police files should be relatively complete, but not even a trace.

And he doesn't remember anything, which makes me even more curious.

When I went back in the evening, I saw the boy again. He was wandering downstairs in my house. When I came back, I quickly followed him.

"Did you find anything about me?" The boy followed me, followed me into the elevator and couldn't wait to speak.

I shook my head: "no information, you really don't remember anything?"

I looked at the boy, fortunately, I was the only living person in the elevator, and I was not abrupt to talk to myself.

The boy frowned and thought for a long time. Seeing that he was about to speak, the elevator stopped.

I ignored him, went to the door, took out the key, opened the door and went in.

The boy stood at the door and looked at Qin Li beside me. He didn't dare to come in. He didn't know what Qin Li had said to him last night. He was so afraid of Qin Li.

I glanced at Qin Li, who went directly to the sofa and sat down, and said with a smile, "come in, I just have something to ask you."

The boy hesitated and finally came in.

After closing the door, I went to Qin Li and sat down. Looking at him standing in the same place, I pointed to the single sofa beside him: "sit down."

After he sat down, I asked again, "don't you really remember anything about your life?"

"My memory only stays when I jump, but I forget why I jump." Boys seriously recall, but gradually frowned.

I can't help frowning when I look at his face full of pain. If he really jumped to death, he shouldn't be so clean after death.

Last night, it was too dark for me to look at him. Now I can see clearly that his clothes are clean and there is no trauma on the surface. This is not what suicide should look like.

Moreover, looking at his white and elegant appearance, the living environment should be very good, at least his family should not be worse.

Just thinking about it, I felt that Qin Li poked my waist. My body was shocked suddenly. I turned to look at him and asked, "what are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Qin Li looked at me. Although there was no expression on his face, I felt that he was not happy.

Looking at Qin Li, it suddenly occurred to me that Qin Li was a serious rich second generation. Maybe I could find some clues in his circle.

"Qin Li, are there any people in your previous circle who play better?"

Qin Li saw that my eyes were full of little stars, and his face changed: "do you want to find them?"

I nodded: "you are also a rich second generation, use human resources, don't waste." With that, I laughed at him.

In fact, I still hope that Qin Li can help, but if he really refuses, I won't force him. After all, those people are Qin Li's friends.

"Yes, but you alone can't find them."

Qin Li hesitated, and finally agreed.

I raised a smile at him, as long as he can promise, these are not problems.

"It's OK. We'll go to your friends tomorrow." With that, I turned my head and looked at the cream boy again. After hesitation, I got up and took out my previous brush and paper.

There is a section of portraits in criminal investigation. Although my painting level is not very good, I can do it in general.

After putting up the easel, I asked the boy to sit upright and began to draw his figure.

I'm the only one who knows what he looks like. It's too difficult to find information about him. It's better to draw a picture to find clues.

Qin Li stood behind me, watching me finish the painting, frowning: "your painting is not like it."

Then I snatched the brush from my hand and drew a few strokes on the paper. I immediately widened my eyes and looked at Qin Li in surprise: "do you still have this ability?""What do you think?" Seeing that I was so fussy, Qin Li made a hook.

Then he looked at the paper again and nodded, "almost."

With the portrait, it will be more convenient to find his information this time.

I put away the portrait, put away the easel, and then looked at the boy. Some of them asked again: "you really don't remember anything?"

The boy shook his head, saw his face muddled force, I finally gave up to ask him again, a ask three don't know, as I slowly check.

The next day, I asked Qin Li to take me to his rich second generation friends.

I drove the car and found a high-end club according to the address Qin Li said. But I was embarrassed because I was stopped at the gate. I couldn't get in without a member's recommendation or membership card.

"I can't understand that the poor can't take you two generations back to the circle."

Qin Li looked at me with a smile: "I said yesterday that I could bring you to find them, but it would be more difficult to see them. Let's wait outside. At this time, they should be coming out from inside."

I nodded, and that's all I can do now.

Fortunately, I didn't wait long before I saw four boys walking out of the room together. It was obvious that they were all over the night. I pointed to them: "are they?"

Qin Li nodded. Seeing that I was about to get off the bus, he held me tightly: "I don't have such a good relationship with them. Don't talk too much about me."

This words let me Leng for a while, then nodded, maybe Qin Li just don't want to let them know too much about their coma.