Chapter 919: Missing

"Come, tell me, what's the situation?"

Mu Zhiyang stood out, blocked in front of the local person, and inquired by the way. He had worked in the police station and worked in the criminal police team. Facing the parties or the masses, he naturally had a reliable feeling.

The local person who came to inquire was a man in his fifties or sixties. Maybe he wasn't that old, but he looked relatively old. His hair was also gray, and his exposed skin was rough. He looked at Mu Zhiyang, then at Jiang Yuan, and asked: "You are police, right? Right? Are you all police?"

"How did you see it?" Mu Zhiyang still asked.

"You are wearing police pants." The local person pointed, and added: "My son is also a police officer. When he went home before, he often wore these pants. His name is Fang Guanhua. Do you know him?"

Several people shook their heads.

Mu Zhiyang asked: "How should I address you?"

"Fang Mingfeng, you can call me Old Fang." The local person walked closer and said: "Are you from the police station? Are you all coming here?"

Mu Zhiyang shook his head, gave Wang Chuanxing a look, and added: "You tell me the situation first."

Wang Chuanxing turned and walked a little further away to call and understand the situation.

Jiang Yuan, along with Jiang Hao and the others, sat around the stove boiling tea while curiously listening with pricked ears.

When not at work, the curiosity of criminal police will also gradually recover. It's like a mole that hasn't eaten melon for a long time.

"I said it when I called the police. We have tourists missing here. You have to take this matter seriously... Hmm, but, do you all come here at once?" The local person Fang Mingfeng said, and felt it was inappropriate again, hesitated for a while, and said: "I'll go get something to show you."

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

Mu Zhiyang couldn't let him go like this, grabbed him, and said: "I'll show you a certificate first."

Mu Zhiyang took out his police officer certificate from his pocket.

"Are you really police?" Fang Mingfeng frowned.

"We are police from out of town, here to play." 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 chattered: "Out of town, where is it?"

"Ningtai County."

"What are the police from Ningtai County doing here?"

"Team building."

"What do you do for team building?"

Mu Zhiyang smiled and said: "Tell me about your situation."

Fang Mingfeng looked at the police officer certificate twice, returned it to Mu Zhiyang, and said: "I called the police several times, you... the police here just came up to take a look, ask, and then went back without news..."

"You said there are tourists missing, do you have 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 ability. It is too common to talk about running away. It is better to ask questions.

Fang Mingfeng was interrupted, snorted twice, and remembered what he wanted to say: "I don't have the kind of evidence you want, but I know that people are missing."

"How do you know?"

"I just know..."

Mu Zhiyang broke the cycle of wheel talk again and said: "Which tourist is missing, do you have a name and photo?"

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

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

"Right. Came alone. The deposit wasn't even returned, and he left." Fang Mingfeng emphasized.

Mu Zhiyang heard his meaning and asked: "How much is the deposit?"

"200 yuan." Fang Mingfeng answered.

Mu Zhiyang smiled and said: "200 yuan deposit, he might feel it doesn't matter, so he didn't want it."

"Impossible." Fang Mingfeng said: "This child is not that rich. He is quite frugal in eating. He only eats a steamed bun and pickles a day, and drinks some porridge. I stir-fry a green vegetable for him, and he knows how to say thank you

"Are you running a homestay?" Meng Chengbiao did not like this internet-famous product of boiling tea around a stove; he came over carrying a large tea mug that Jiang Hao had provided. It was titanium.

Meng Chengbiao judged from personal experience that what Fang Mingfeng described indeed contained some abnormal components. There are many people who don't care about 200 yuan, but there are also many who do. Moreover, there are ordinary people willing to bargain to show frugality or pretend to be frugal, and even children from wealthy families are sometimes willing to play such games, but young people who are willing to eat only steamed buns with pickles, willing to wrong their mouths and willing to eat carbohydrates, are few and far between.

This kind is, for the most part, truly poor.

Fang Mingfeng nodded: "Yes. My home is right on the edge of the village. My daughter-in-law said that doing this could earn some money, so she taught me how to set it up. At the time, the town unified the issuance of certificates, and my documents were all complete..."

"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 swapped positions with Mu Zhiyang and continued to inquire.

"128 per day. This young man came over and bargained with me, stayed for 4 days, 420 yuan. He paid a 200 yuan deposit. In the end, he didn't ask for the deposit back; that's impossible, right?" Fang Mingfeng said these few sentences, and his answer became a bit more logical.

"It really is a bit." Meng Chengbiao agreed with Fang Mingfeng and continued to ask: "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 ponder while holding his pure titanium tea mug.

Seeing this, Fang Mingfeng thought he was in a difficult position, sighed, and said: "Actually, I also know it's hard for you to investigate. My daughter-in-law previously advised me that young people nowadays, especially those who love to travel and are willing to travel on a budget, might have hiked to Qinghai-Tibet, or even gone abroad. However, I have been in contact with these young people; you say they are willing to go out and play, that's true, but not taking the deposit, and some even leaving the room fee behind, that's not very likely..."

"Several young people?" Meng Chengbiao grasped the key point and suddenly raised his head: "Are there several missing young people? Did they all leave without taking their deposits?"

"This is the only one who didn't take the deposit. But there are a few others; I called them later, and there was no news. Some said they would come back to stay after entering the mountains. There is another one who left things with me and didn't come to pick them up. I just said, a perfectly fine young person, not wanting money, not wanting things, and the phone can't be reached, this isn't normal, right..." Fang Mingfeng started nagging again.

Meng Chengbiao then asked in more detail.

Jiang Yuan had finished his tea by this time and paced over.

Meng Chengbiao came over and whispered: "It sounds like a case, but also not. One didn't take the deposit, one didn't take their things, one went into the mountains and didn't come back... Ordinary hotel or homestay owners, encountering this situation, wouldn't report it to the police at all; it belongs to the normal situation of business operations. I guess it's because the old man's son is a policeman, so he's a bit too vigilant."

"Collect the phone numbers and names, and check them out." Jiang Yuan didn't feel burdened; he just treated it as a small checkpoint during the team-building event.