Before seeking out Shen Tong and discussing matters with them, Lin Mingchang had two more things to clarify. He first visited the scenes of the previous four missing persons cases. As expected, Lin Mingchang's intuition was correct; these five cases of disappearance were indeed the work of the same individual or group.
The five children, all aged between nine and ten, had suddenly insisted on having their own rooms before they went missing. Shortly after moving into their new rooms, each child mysteriously vanished in the dead of night, with no eyewitnesses and no signs of struggle. Even more suspiciously, similar puppets were found in the homes of these missing children—exquisitely crafted but with blank faces devoid of features. This puppet was left behind by the criminal when abducting the children; it served as a "signature."
It seemed that the purpose behind this criminal's abduction of children was anything but simple. After sorting through the recent five missing persons cases, Lin Mingchang brought two officers to the archives to check if any similar cases had occurred in recent years.
They began their search at dusk and worked through the entire night, yet they found nothing. One little officer had already dozed off at his desk. As dawn began to break, Lin Mingchang rubbed his sore shoulders; it appeared that reviewing old cases was a dead end.
Just then, another officer who was still persevering suddenly spoke up, "Hey? Officer Lin, come take a look at this!" Lin Mingchang took the file and read aloud, "Three years ago... four children went missing consecutively and then returned home three days later, all without any injuries..."
The file was quite detailed. On the surface, this case from three years ago seemed unrelated to the recent disappearances, but it clearly recorded one particular statement: "After returning home, the children could not remember what had happened but all claimed to have seen a 'No-Face Person.'"
The autumn wind carried a chill, causing the copper bell at the door to jingle. Fang Zigui was inside the clinic preparing medicine when he heard the bell ring. Without looking up, he called out, "Please wait a moment; I'll be right there."
When he turned around, he realized that it was not just anyone at the door—it was Xiaoshuang. She was pitifully leaning against the door frame with a slightly red nose, one hand covering her mouth as she coughed softly.
"Xiaoshuang?" Fang Zigui quickly set down the herbs he was handling and hurried over to support her. "Have you caught a cold? How long have you been sick?" He helped Xiaoshuang sit down and took her wrist, placing two fingers gently on her pulse.
"It should only take three or four days, it's nothing serious." Ruan Xiaoshuang coughed a couple of times and continued, "I was out covering news a few days ago and got caught in the rain. I came here to ask you for some medicine."
Fang Zigui stood up and took some medicine from the cabinet, weighing it carefully. "Your pulse isn't just showing a common cold; there's also some wind and cold in your body. You need to take good care of yourself."
Ruan Xiaoshuang rested her chin on her hands, watching Fang Zigui skillfully prepare the medicine. The light cast sharp shadows on his profile, highlighting his focused expression.
"I remember you saying that you hate bitter medicine the most. I've added some licorice and honey to lessen the bitterness. Take two doses a day, once in the morning and once at night."
Fang Zigui smiled as he handed her the medicine package. The fine lines at the corners of his eyes gave him a gentle and reliable appearance, making Ruan Xiaoshuang think that it would be a waste if he weren't a doctor.
She grinned as she accepted the package and thanked him.
Fang Zigui turned to pour her a cup of hot tea and casually asked, "What big news are you covering? How did you end up getting caught in the rain?"
Curious, Ruan Xiaoshuang picked up a few types of herbs from the counter to smell them and replied, "You haven't heard? The recent series of child abduction cases—it's quite a big story!"
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