Chapter 50: Humbert Humbert Seventeen

Chapter 50: Humbert Humbert Seventeen

"Indeed, he was home at 8:30 pm on the 27th." Tao Ran went with Chen Chen to the hospital and got to have a couple words with her after she finally calmed down. On his way back, he received orders to verify Xu Wenchao's alibi, "I checked his take out orders for the past six months too. It's very routine: usually from a handful of restaurants. The delivery men recognized him."

An officer by his side asked: "Could it be that the delivery man had been bought?"

"Let's look into the personal relationship between the witness and Xu. But I wouldn't put my money on it." Luo Wenzhou said, "The delivery boys are mostly on short term contracts. New faces come and go every three months or so. You can imagine they don't get to bond with the client very often. So I don't think one would agree to falsify an alibi for a client. Not to mention that not everyone has the gut to bullshit in front of the police...And..."

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"My shoes are size forty two." Luo Wenzhou lightly tapped one foot, "Xu was wearing sneakers this afternoon so I didn't get a clear look. But judging on the shoes he is wearing now, they look smaller."

The meeting room was in an uproar.

Lang Qiao was the last that walked into the room. She threw herself onto a chair: "Boss, would you please send someone else? I am helpless with that kid. She scares me."

Luo Wenzhou asked: "What is it with this Su Luozhan?"

"The kid is completely at home. She eats and sleeps as if nothing happened." Lang Qiao shook her head, and took the cup of coffee passed over by a colleague, "She is not afraid of the adults, or the police. I have no clue about why this is...Maybe she is too young to realize the consequences of her doings? Or maybe she is too smart: she knows that because of her age she won't get into any real trouble. When you talk nice to her, she'll play the innocent. If you speak tough to her, she'll just smile back. Oh, and just now, she asked for a bottle of milk, drank it, and asked me if she could take a nap. Then she napped! To be honest, if I were caught on scene doing what she did and brought to the police station, I'd be scared to death. I definitely wouldn't be able to sleep. Is this child really human?"

Luo Wenzhou remained silent. He lit a cigarette, but was deep in his thoughts before putting it between the lips.

Without any doubt, Xu Wenchao had a role in this. Otherwise it would be too many 'coincidence'.

Xu was the liaison between the current case and the ones twenty years ago. He had a special relationship with the Su family. Su Luozhan called him twice while on scene, and identified him as the culprit without hesitation.

His different attitudes during the two summons today are very interesting too. In the first summon, he was soft and polite, but acted unprepared. Many times he had to rely on his 'loss of memory' excuse, and was almost cornered by Tao Ran in the end. He panicked as if he didn't expect it at all.

But during the second summon, he was sharp and calm. His words were logical; his answers were impeccable. When he was taken from his home in the middle of the night, this man was even fully dressed.

Xu at first said that he heard about Qu Tong's case from the radio. Although the details were hidden from the public, the key information such as "the evening of the 27th", or "Xiling district" had been revealed. Then, why didn't he mention his alibi the first time around?

Was he too frantic to remember it, or had he not realized that he ranked high on the suspect's list?

Or...was he only testing the water to see how the police would react?

If it were the latter, that would be absolutely horrifying.

Whichever one it was though, one thing was certain: a person cannot appear at two different places at the same time. Law of physics.

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Luo Wenzhou pondered for a while, then knocked on the table: "Attention, everyone. I'd like you to work on..."

Right then, someone pushed the door open from the outside. A reception room staff interrupted Luo Wenzhou: "Captain Luo, did you call for food delivery? It's here."

Luo Wenzhou did not see this coming at all. Before he answered, those exhausted and starving young men had already swamped the messenger. But they were surprised too when seeing what's inside the delivery bags.

It wasn't the usual skewers, nor the hot and spicy stew. Not even Mcdonalds or the KFC.

There were two gigantic bags. One was an insulated container for warm food, and the other was packed with dry ice to keep it cool. Both were stamped with a fancy logo. The utensils were neatly packed in a separate carton and looked too delicate to be disposable.

Opening up, what's inside was nothing short of an entire buffet bar from a luxury hotel! Chinese dishes, Western gourmets...there were even some fresh Gelato ice-cream.

Luo Wenzhou choked on his own smoke.

Luo Wenzhou poured some cold tea onto a disposable towel and wiped his face: "What if adding the 'floral dress' as a keyword?"

"Seven cases last year, and eight cases the year before." Lang Qiao looked up. Amidst yawning and droopy-eyed colleagues, Lang Qiao's bloodshot eyes looked particularly bright. Her face was lit by the reflection light from the computer screen and beamed with an unusual paleness: "Captain Luo... You guys might want to see this."

She connected the laptop to the projector. As a photo collage of the victims appeared on the wall, Tao Ran froze in the middle of a yawning ---

The fifteen girls each had unique physical appearances and no one looked particularly similar to another. However, when all of them were placed side by side in one picture, the differences in them somehow faded while a vague similarity between teenage girls surfaced: the look in between a girl and a woman. At a casual glance, this point of commonality made them seem so similar that it's even hard to tell them apart!

Tao Ran murmured: "It can't be..."

Like withered flowers on a bed of fallen leaves, these girls' information was swamped in the sea of missing children cases. Gradually, they turned into cold cases locked away in the file drawer. If not for this coincidental discovery, no one would ever realize that they grew from the same vine.

It was a poisonous vine hidden deep down the bog, with strong roots and far-reaching branches. A small tip of it creeped up under the sun and it was already horrifying.

"Go back further." Luo Wenzhou commanded, "search for the past 10... no, 20 years, all the way back to the first Lian-Huashan abduction case!"

Fei Du had ordered for clean clothes to be delivered to his room, and had finished grooming himself early in the morning. Then he asked his assistant to drive him to Dr. Bai's home. However, it was a middle aged man who opened the door.

The man had an average height, squarish face, and very wide shoulders. Although dressed in casual and humble clothing, something about the way he looked at him made Fei Du frown.

His eyes were neither intimidating nor sharp. But they had a special kind of presence. They were like a very fine needle that could find the tiniest pore on the skin and pierce through.

Fei Du was taken aback at first. But quickly he greeted him politely: "Nice to meet you. I am here to meet Dr. Bai. She is expecting me."

"Oh," The middle-aged man pushed his glasses, "I see. You must be Mr. Fei, right? Bai Qian is my wife. Please come in."

As he was talking, Dr. Bai came out to greet him too. The man seemed to be on his way out. He gently nodded at Dr. Bai, then took his briefcase and left.

"He works at the Yan-cheng Police Academy." seeing that Fei Du turned to see him leave, Dr. Bai introduced, "Just an armchair criminologist who only knows things on paper --- actually, the book that you're borrowing today was edited by him."

Fei Du's eyes landed on the book in his hand -- "Criminal Psychology: Case Studies of the Criminal Case Victims (Third Edition)" -- and dwelled shortly on the name of the editor: Pan Yunteng.

"So, how are you lately?" Dr. Bai poured him some tea, "Last time here, you mentioned you wanted to apply for graduate school? What a surprise. I wouldn't have guessed it from a busy man like you. Tell me it's not because of all the journal articles that you read here while waiting for your appointments."

"Well, I'm nothing more than a Mascot actually." Fei Du answered casually, "My father left me a very good managerial team. I am not at all needed at the day to day business operation. Plus, the other board members would prefer to keep my hands out of the unfamiliar waters too. They would love to see the Fei Jr. go get a real degree besides the paper from some diploma mill."

Dr. Bai looked at him curiously, "But for you, wouldn't it be more helpful to get an MBA from abroad? Our field just seems too...irrelevant."

Fei Du smiled, "You think so. But compared to some of my other friends who studies the Beatles or the existence of ESP, my interest is actually fairly reasonable."

Dr. Bai concurred, "Fair enough. It's not like you guys would be worried about getting a job with the degree. So what is your research interest? Perhaps I could connect you with some advisors."

"This is the one." Fei Du waved the thick book in his hand.

Before Dr. Bai fully wrapped her mind around his suggestion, the young man continued with his half-hearted self-mocking: "Besides, I have heard so much about the good looking police officer-to-be in the Academy. Maybe I will get lucky."

It was already late in the afternoon when Fei Du left from Dr. Bai's home. His fully charged cell phone had been sitting silently in his pocket the whole time. Fei Du pondered a little bit, then spoke to the assistant: "To the Bureau, please."

The assistant was confused: "Director Fei, what happened? Is there a case to report to the Police?"

Fei Du replied with a smile. The assistant had been working for him long enough to read his different types of smiles. With the sudden revelation, she shrugged at his increasingly queer taste.