Chapter 13

"Stop, don't drive away, Xiaojia, jump down!"

In a daze, Qin Feng seemed to hear his sister's shouts, but when he struggled to open his eyes, all he saw was a blood-red scene, and the sound of the train fading into the distance.

Struggling to stand up, he fell to the ground again. The two blows from Zhang Junlong were severe; if not for his determination, Qin Feng would have fainted long ago.

"Whimper..."

Qin Feng, who was trying in vain to get up, suddenly felt a cool sensation on his face. It turned out that Da Huang, who had been lying on the ground, unconscious or dead, had also come to. He was swaying and licking the wound on Qin Feng's head.

"Da Huang, go... find Xiaojia, she... she's on that train!"

Qin Feng, as if grasping the last straw, used his last bit of strength to point in the direction the train had gone. Da Huang seemed to understand and turned to stagger down the railway tracks.

Seeing Da Huang's actions, Qin Feng felt a sense of relief, but then the world spun before his eyes, and he lost consciousness.

Three hours later, in front of the rarely visited railway shack, there were already more than twenty people, including police officers in uniform and doctors in white coats.

Despite the large crowd, the scene was so quiet it felt suffocating. Everyone was shocked by what they saw, even the old detective with over thirty years of experience was twitching at the corners of his mouth.

"Ugh..."

A female forensic doctor in a white coat finally couldn't hold back and vomited. Even with a thick mask, the smell from the bodies crushed on the railway tracks made her vomit up the food she hadn't fully digested from the night before.

The female doctor's vomiting triggered a chain reaction, and even the tough detectives ran to a distance to vomit. When they returned to the scene, their faces were pale.

"Brutal, too brutal, this... this is inhumane!"

A middle-aged man with a square face, who had just vomited, had wasted the large pork knuckle he had eaten for lunch, and his stomach still felt queasy.

"Xiao Li, you explain the situation to Director Song."

The middle-aged man was Zhao Zhijian, the chief of the local police station, and the old man with gray hair was Deputy Director Song, in charge of criminal investigations at the city police department.

Although Changzhou had a tough and straightforward people, the most common cases were usually fights that ended in death. A case with five deaths, like the one they were facing, was extremely rare since the liberation.

With such a major case, the city leadership also paid great attention. However, the vice mayor who had just arrived couldn't handle the sight and immediately vomited, then followed the ambulance with the only surviving suspect to the hospital.

"Yes, Director, I came here after receiving the report."

A man in his mid-thirties in a police uniform walked over, looking somewhat nervous.

He was the deputy chief of the town police station and, apart from the shepherd, the first to arrive at the scene. The shock he experienced then still hadn't worn off.

It turned out that after the bloodbath, a shepherd who often grazed his sheep nearby was the first to see the scene. Terrified, he ran to the town police station to report it.

At the time, four people from the police station came, led by Deputy Chief Li. Despite his experience, he vomited but quickly secured the scene and reported it to the higher authorities.

"Director Song, we found this in the house..."

While Deputy Chief Li was reporting, a forensic doctor wearing gloves handed him a transparent plastic bag containing a handkerchief.

"Director, this handkerchief contains a high concentration of ether. We found a bottle of ether on one of the deceased, which he must have brought," the doctor explained the preliminary findings.

Director Song nodded and looked at Deputy Chief Li, asking, "Chief Li, have you identified the deceased and the injured?"

"Report, Director, I recognize two of the deceased and the injured."

Deputy Chief Li smiled bitterly and said, "The two men outside and the one with his throat slit inside are both surnamed Sun, residents of the town, and a pair of brothers. The unconscious child is a stray who came here five years ago, and he has a sister..."

The town's population wasn't large, especially not the kind of troublemakers like the Sun brothers, who were well-known to the police and were under close watch.

Deputy Chief Li was also familiar with Qin Feng and his sister. Qin Feng had recently asked him about how to register their household here. In Deputy Chief Li's impression, Qin Feng was a very steady child.

After hearing Deputy Chief Li's report, Director Song pondered for a moment and shook his head, saying, "The case is basically clear. These people came here with a purpose, but their plan failed, and they were all killed by the child. This..."

In the early 1990s, cases of human trafficking, especially of women and children, had suddenly increased. Based on the handkerchief with ether and Deputy Chief Li's report, the experienced Director Song had already determined the nature of the case.

However, Director Song couldn't imagine that such a brutal scene was carried out by a seemingly frail child. What kind of hatred could drive someone to such extremes?

While analyzing the case, someone quickly approached Director Song and whispered in his ear, "Director, the hospital has news. The child has woken up."

"Xiao Zhao, let's go to the hospital first. Have someone investigate the identities of the others."

Halfway to the police car parked by the railway tracks, Director Song stopped and instructed, "This case involves a minor. Keep it under wraps to avoid causing a bad influence in the town."

Not long ago, the elderly leader had just completed his southern tour and delivered a series of important speeches on economic development. Director Song didn't want such a heinous case to disrupt the city's good situation.

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"I... where am I? Xiaojia, where's Xiaojia?"

Qin Feng felt as if he had just woken from a long nightmare. In his dream, he saw his parents and some terrifying people, but before the dream ended, he woke up.

Seeing the white surroundings and the strong smell of disinfectant, Qin Feng realized he was in a hospital. The first thing he did upon waking was to call out for Qin Xia.

"Son, don't move. Your injuries are serious, and you might have a concussion."

A doctor in a white coat held Qin Feng down. He was the hospital's most renowned neurosurgeon and had conducted Qin Feng's diagnosis.

However, the doctor hadn't been to the crime scene and didn't know what Qin Feng had done. Otherwise, his hands might have trembled while treating him.

"My sister, where's my sister?"

Qin Feng didn't care about his injuries. All he could think about was his sister. His father had once told him to take care of his sister when he hid him in the wardrobe.

"Who are you? Did you commit the crime by the railway?"

As Qin Feng tried to grab the doctor, he realized his hands were handcuffed to the bed. Behind the doctor stood two police officers in uniform.

"My sister, what did they do to my sister?"

Qin Feng didn't answer the police's questions but kept asking about his sister. In his last moments of consciousness, he didn't know that the spear he had thrown had hit Hao Lao Da, causing him to fall off the train and die.

"Who is your sister? Answer our questions first, then we'll talk about your sister. Do you know how serious your crime is?"

The two young police officers in the room had only been in the force for a little over two years. Solving such a major case would be a great achievement for their careers.

"I don't know, I just want to know where my sister is."

Qin Feng ignored the police's questions. He was desperate to know his sister's whereabouts and became agitated, pulling at the bed with a creaking sound.

"What are you trying to do?"

The two police officers were startled. They realized that this seemingly frail boy was not to be underestimated. The bloody scene in the house still made them feel nauseous.

"What are you trying to do? Do you need to draw your guns to deal with a child?"

At that moment, the door to the ward was pushed open, and Director Song, with his white hair, walked in. He glared at the two officers and waved them away, "Alright, you two, go out."

After dismissing the two, Director Song looked at Qin Feng and said softly, "Son, I want to help you find your sister, but... you need to tell me what happened and where your sister went."

In fact, Director Song had been there for a while and had seen everything that happened in the ward. He could tell that the boy cared deeply about his sister, and the key to solving the case was likely the missing girl.

"Xiaojia was taken on the train, yes, the train that passes by our house every afternoon!"

Director Song's gentle words gradually calmed Qin Feng down.

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