Chapter 495 Communication Failure
The couple, who had been so arrogant just now, burst into tears.
"Officer, something must have happened to my son! Go and help me find someone! My old Liu family is a single generation of three generations, and this is the only baby..."
Liu Dawei sat on the sofa and burst into tears, crying loudly.
"Mr. Liu, please calm down. The police have issued a missing person notice across the province. At present, there are no signs of your son leaving Fujian Province. We hope you will cooperate with us."
Jiang Yang sat across from him and asked Liu Dawei several questions, including Liu Cheng's daily habits, who he had contacted, etc.
"I don't know. My mother and I are both busy at work. Recently, the company has taken on another big job. We stay in the office at least four or five days a week."
Liu Dawei wiped away his tears and looked at the policemen who were investigating and collecting evidence everywhere in his house. He was extremely anxious but had no solution and no clue.
"You two never called home?"
Jiang Yang was very surprised.
Judging from the looks of the couple, they think they value their son very much.
The shelves in the living room are full of all kinds of books, and the refrigerator is full of children's favorite foods.
Not to mention the bags of food he carried before entering the door and the supplements in the cupboard.
All suitable for teenagers.
Jiang Yang even felt that the level of care these two showed towards Liu Cheng was a bit suffocating.
He has asked Mao Yi to go to the traffic control brigade to monitor all road sections near Zhenjian New Village, and colleagues from the appraisal department are also conducting a blanket search of Liu Cheng's home.
With today's technology and Jiang Yang's ability, Liu Cheng will definitely be found as long as there are traces left.
Jiang Yang comforted Liu Dawei a few more words, and then he choked and said, "Hey, Officer Jiang, I don't have time to talk to my children on the phone even if I don't have time to work."
"Moreover, my mother and I both have bad tempers and are under great pressure. We often curse while talking on the phone. My son will be a senior this year, and I don't want his mood to be affected."
"So talk as little as possible. He doesn't talk to us much at ordinary times. He only takes the initiative to talk when he has special needs, such as buying exercise books and tutorial books."
"Anyway, we will definitely support the child in his studies. Isn't making money just to make his life easier in the future?"
Jiang Yang was a little surprised.
He asked Liu Dawei: "Aren't you worried about something happening to Liu Cheng at home?"
"What could happen if you stay at home?"
Liu Dawei asked rhetorically.
Jiang Yang wanted to say, wouldn't something happen now?
Such a big man is missing.
There are three gates in the community, and only the main entrance has security personnel.
Gao Jinyang has already gone to ask, but he has no impression of Liu Cheng at all, and after asking for a long time, he couldn't tell anything.
Liu Cheng's cell phone was always turned off and he couldn't be contacted, and technicians couldn't determine his location.
He had a bicycle of his own, which was still parked in the shed.
All the clues were spinning in Jiang Yang's mind.
A person cannot disappear silently.
Either Liu Cheng went out by himself or with an acquaintance.
But what about the motive?
I had just suffered a heat stroke and my body was still in a weak state.
Why did you leave home at this time without telling your parents?
"Who does your son usually play better with? Or has he ever brought his classmates home to play with?"
Jiang Yang asked a series of questions, but all Liu Dawei got was a confused shake of his head.
Apparently ignorant of the daily interactions of children.
Busy at work, little communication, and abundant material gifts.
This is Jiang Yang's initial impression of Liu Dawei and Hong Ju.
Looking around the whole room, it is clean and tidy.
There are no signs of damage to the door lock, which can rule out break-ins and hijackings.
However, there is still the possibility that an acquaintance may come to your door.
"Brother Yang, I found Liu Cheng's cell phone. It's under the bed. It's out of battery. You need to get it to the police station to turn it on."
Just at this time, Gao Jinyang came over quickly with a gray face, wearing gloves and holding a mobile phone.
"Yes, yes! This belongs to my son! I said why can't I get through? It turns out the power is out!"
Liu Dawei reached out to get it, but Gao Jinyang dodged it.
He explained: "We need to take the mobile phone back to the police station for analysis, detect fingerprints, and determine whether anyone else has come into contact with it."
"Oh! Okay, that's how it should be."
Liu Dawei shrank his hands and turned to look at Jiang Yang: "Officer Jiang, when will there be news? My son has not been in good health since he was a child. What should I do if he suffers from heat stroke in such a hot day!"
"The police will definitely find Liu Cheng's location as soon as possible," Jiang Yang patted him, "but you parents had better be mentally prepared. Judging from the current clues, Liu Cheng has been missing for at least three days, and it cannot be ruled out that something unexpected has happened."
"No, no, it can't be such a coincidence! The child must be nervous about studying. He was afraid that we would scold him, so he slipped out to play..."
Liu Dawei subconsciously wanted to refute Jiang Yang.
"Anyway, you two are waiting for news at home. If you think of any clues, you can let us know."
Jiang Yang stood up. His colleagues in the on-site investigation had already collected clues and hurriedly took them back to the laboratory for testing.
He also had to find someone from the surveillance video of the traffic control brigade as soon as possible.
So the group prepared to leave.
With Jiang Yang's comfort and the inherent effect of increased affinity, Liu Dawei finally calmed down after two or three minutes.
But compared to him, Hong Ju's reaction was more intense.
Sister Wang put her arm around her shoulders and tried to persuade her, but she was almost pushed away by the other party's hesitant attitude.
"No one is allowed to leave! No one is allowed to leave until they find my son!"
When Hong Ju saw Jiang Yang standing up, he immediately pounced on him.
"Don't try to fool me! Send the police to find my son now!"
"Calm down," Jiang Yang held her down, and with a twist of his wrist, he pushed Hong Ju onto the sofa. "We are also nervous when someone is missing. Please wait for news at home."
"The police will notify you as soon as possible if there is any situation."
The sense of oppression from above frightened Hong Ju so much that she dared not speak for a moment.
Taking advantage of this gap, Jiang Yang winked at everyone, and more than a dozen police officers filed out.
"Brother Yang, this family is really interesting. They said they care about their son, but they didn't call for ten days or half a month."
Leaving the community, Gao Jinyang snorted and laughed: "If it weren't for what Liu Cheng said about 'poisoning', we wouldn't have come to confirm. When will these two stupid parents know that their son is missing?"
"Who knows? I called their unit and asked them to come back, but they were not happy. They said I was affecting their money-making."
Mao Yi rolled his eyes.
"Don't worry about Liu Dawei and Hong Ju for now. Finding the person is the real business."
Jiang Yang sighed.
Back at the Criminal Investigation Corps, everyone went their separate ways.
He called up all the surveillance footage from the past week and reviewed it at sixteen times the speed.
More than an hour later, Jiang Yang finally found Liu Cheng in the camera at the side gate of Zhenjian New Village.
He quickly pressed the pause button and restored the surveillance video to one speed.
Liu Cheng was wearing loose sportswear and holding a garbage bag.
After throwing away the garbage, he did not return home, but scanned a bike in the shared bicycle area with his smart watch.
Jiang Yang frowned and scanned the surveillance time. It was the evening three days ago.
