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Chapter 222 Mysterious Netizen (13)

But Cao Tianyuan, who was sitting in the back seat, asked suspiciously, "I used to handle cases? Xiao Jiang, didn't you start handling cases after joining our project? I remember you came to our team as soon as you graduated?"

Jiang Wenchi was tongue-tied, hating himself for letting down his vigilance after getting familiar with the environment, but he couldn't think of how to explain it.

Qin Chuan said to Cao Tianyuan without changing his face: "Xiao Jiang also participated in the detection of some cases during his internship at the police academy, and was assigned to our project because of his outstanding performance during the internship."

Cao Tianyuan nodded in understanding, appreciatively: "Sure enough, our little Jiang is the best no matter whether he is studying or working!"

Jiang Wenchi blushed a little from the praise, smiled awkwardly, and looked at Qin Chuan with doubts and guilt.

Qin Chuan turned his eyes away, didn't look at her, and started to arrange work with the earphones: "Attention all teams! Do your best to check the hearing-impaired people in the high-rise residents of Jincui Garden!"

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In the property office of Jincuiyuan Community, the staff were looking up something on the computer, while Cao Tianyuan and Jiang Wenchi were watching.

The property staff checked for a long time, then shook their heads: "No."

Jiang Wenchi asked: "Are you sure? Have you checked everything?"

The property staff nodded: "Yes, you have seen it too. I have checked everything, and there are no hearing-impaired residents in our Jincuiyuan community."

Jiang Wenchi thought for a while and asked, "Is it possible that he is a tenant? Not registered?"

The property owner quickly waved his hand: "No, our community management is very strict, even tenants have to register."

Jiang Wenchi asked again: "Will there be any special records for the disabled?"

The property owner nodded: "Yes, we in Xinchuan who have a disability certificate will have rental subsidies and some community welfare services, so we will all register for the disabled."

Jiang Wenchi asked again: "So if he didn't apply for a disability certificate, he wouldn't be able to find out?"

The property owner nodded: "Yes, there is such a possibility."

*
In the evening, the sky was getting darker, and many grandpas and aunts dancing in the square gradually gathered in the square of the community.

Qin Chuan, Jiang Wenchi, Zhang Xuan, and Cao Tianyuan were scattered among the crowd, chatting with the elders and aunts and asking questions.

Jiang Wenchi stopped an old lady who was chatting with others and said, "Grandma, how long have you lived in this community?"

Grandma smiled heartily: "It's been a long time. As soon as this place is built, my son bought a house and let me move in."

Grandma said, glanced at Qin Chuan standing beside Jiang Wenchi, and laughed: "Why, you young couple want to rent a house?"

Jiang Wenchi's face turned red suddenly, wondering if the relationship between the two is so obvious in the eyes of others?But in reality, it doesn't seem like much.

But when she thought about it this way, she felt inexplicably guilty, and was unable to speak for a while.

Seeing her blushing, Qin Chuan took a step forward calmly, protected her behind him, smiled at grandma, and changed the topic: "Grandma, your son is really filial. I don't rent a house, and I want to inquire about someone. You know here Is there a young guy with a hearing impairment living in one ear? He looks handsome, about 20 years old."

The grandma thought for a while: "Are you deaf? Deaf people don't know. But there is a mute! Live on our floor! The young man is in his twenties and looks very handsome, but unfortunately he is dumb."

Jiang Wenchi looked at Qin Chuan and said in a low voice, "Captain Qin, if the second child has hearing impairment since childhood, then he is probably also dumb."

Qin Chuan nodded: "And he should be very concerned about this, that's why he never talked to anyone, nor participated in any offline activities."

Jiang Wenchi was afraid: "Fortunately, he concealed this matter, otherwise Brother Xuan would be exposed as soon as he appeared."

Qin Chuan asked grandma again: "Grandma? Excuse me, which building does the dumb person you mentioned live in?"

Grandma enthusiastically pointed to a building not far away: "Here, over there, the seventh floor of Building No. 703, [-]. He lives next door to me. I've met him twice. Are you his friends?"

Qin Chuan was afraid that saying that he was a policeman would cause the old man to panic, so he just nodded, thanked the old man, and left without saying anything.

*
In a [-]-square-meter super-large studio with a stylish and simple decoration style, a high-power telescope is erected beside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows.

There is a table of dishes on the big black dining table. The dishes are light and elegant, mainly stir-fried and steamed, and most of them are Jiangnan and Cantonese style.

A boy about 20 years old sat at the dining table, but he didn't move his chopsticks, and seemed very unhappy.

At this time, Han Zhiyuan came over from the open kitchen with a pot of soup. He rolled up his sleeves and looked like he had just been busy in the kitchen for a long time.

Putting the soup on the table, Han Zhiyuan smiled and said to the boy: "Today these dishes are all made by my father, Xiaochang, you should eat more."

As Han Zhiyuan said, he served the boy a bowl of soup with a loving face.

Han Zhiyuan put the soup bowl in front of the boy. Seeing that the boy didn't respond, he gestured with sign language: "Come on, have a bowl of matsutake and black chicken soup first. This is stewed by my father himself."

The boy glanced at it and signed in sign language: "Add ginseng again, I hate that smell."

Han Zhiyuan smiled, took out a hearing aid and stuffed it into Han Chang's ear, lovingly: "Little Chang, these are good for your health."

Han Chang sign language angrily: "What's the matter? You have to control the sound. You obviously have a hearing aid, why don't you let me wear it?"

After Han Chang finished speaking, he turned away rebelliously, not looking at Han Zhiyuan.

Han Zhiyuan's smile froze on his face, his eyes were full of bitterness and intolerance.

But in the end, Han Zhiyuan still raised his hand to rub his red eyes, put on a straight face, stretched out his hand and turned Han Chang's head gently and forcefully, motioning him to look into his eyes, and said sternly: "Xiao Chang, listen to Dad!" if."

Han Chang stubbornly looked at Han Zhiyuan for a while, but finally lost under his stern eyes, his eyes gradually turned red, and he lowered his eyes to drink the soup in aggrieved way.

Han Zhiyuan saw that Han Chang had regained his obedient state, his attitude eased, and a smile appeared on his face again.

After finishing a bowl of chicken soup, Han Chang saw his father's relaxed attitude, and asked in sign language, "Dad, why hasn't brother come to see me recently?"

Han Zhiyuan smiled: "My brother has some things to do. He has gone to the capital and will be back after a while. He said he will bring you a gift."

Han Chang was not happy, and asked: "When will my brother come back?"

Han Zhiyuan patiently said, "About another month, Xiao Chang, brother is an adult now and has his own life, you can't always pester him to accompany you."

Han Chang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately burst into tears of grievance. He quickly gestured in sign language: "I am also an adult! Why can't I have my own life? Why restrict my freedom? I also want to make friends!"

Han Zhiyuan frowned: "Xiao Chang, you are different from your brother."

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