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The Prison Island Café sounded quite artistic. According to the beggar, after Roland parted ways with him, he mentioned wanting to meet a new S at the café. We immediately called Zhang Jiawei to ask if Roland had told her about this. Upon learning that Roland was looking for a male S, Zhang Jiawei cursed him out over the phone, calling him a bitch, which made us reflect on how fragile their relationship seemed.
However, this also indicated that Zhang Jiawei was likely unaware of the situation. Thus, the prince charming Roland referred to might not be Zhang Jiawei but rather this new S. Yet, Roland hadn’t revealed the name of this new S nor had he shown the beggar a photo.
Mary found out online that the Prison Island Café was the only one of its kind in Tianlan City and it wasn’t too far from us—just a twenty-minute drive. From a distance, it appeared that the café wasn’t open early in the morning. Upon closer inspection, we realized that its operating hours were from seven in the evening until seven the next morning.
However, they had left a phone number. When we called it, a lazy voice answered; the owner was a woman.
After explaining our identity and purpose, we urged her to come to the Prison Island Café quickly. She agreed on the other end. But after waiting for an entire hour without seeing anyone arrive, just as we were about to call again, the café door suddenly opened. A woman wearing an oversized shirt appeared before us; it was so large that it covered her thighs, and she wore shorts underneath. Her hair was tousled, cascading over her shoulders, giving off the impression that she had just woken up.
At that moment, she had a cigarette dangling from her mouth and said to us, “I took a nap; are you police? What do you want?”
Saying this, she turned around and walked inside, plopping down on a sofa while half-asleep and half-awake. “Just ask what you need; I still want to go back to sleep.”
Seeing how indifferent the Boss was, we didn’t waste time with small talk and directly showed her Guo Guoqing’s photo from three years ago along with Roland’s photo. The Boss took a drag from her cigarette while gazing at the two pictures with hazy eyes before slowly saying, “I have some impression of this kid and girl but can’t recall when they came.”
“About seven or eight o’clock the night before yesterday,” I replied. “Do you have any surveillance cameras here?”
“Surveillance?” The Boss responded. “We don’t have such things here. If we installed those cameras, where would trust between people go? If you’re looking for surveillance footage, you might as well go find someone else.” With that, she seemed quite annoyed and looked ready to walk away.
I had no choice but to send Dezi to nearby shops to see if any recorded Guo Guoqing’s presence while I continued speaking with the Boss. “We trust you; can you tell us about this boy and girl? Lives are at stake; I think you understand our urgency.”
“That sounds more like human speech,” the Boss replied. “I think that boy is not normal.”
“Not normal?” I asked.
The Boss blew a smoke ring into the air and continued, “That’s right. I’m in my thirties and have been observing men for over a decade; a man’s gaze reveals his inner thoughts at first glance. That boy may look handsome, but his eyes convey something indescribably lewd.”
“Haha,” she continued. “I think this kid has been obsessed with women since childhood, and that girl over there finds him adorable—it’s truly laughable. I suspect that girl ended up in his bed that night sooner or later. That kid is quite skilled…”
I shook my head helplessly; this was obvious. Back when Demon Boy was thirteen years old, he had relied on his striking looks, sweet voice, and superb performance skills to deceive four girls in their twenties into engaging in sexual acts with him. He was indeed skilled—a real predator.
At that moment, I heard Boss continue, "But speaking of that woman, she has her own issues. She was sitting in this very spot I'm in now. After they left, I found some things belonging to a man next to the girl's seat. She left behind some traces of a man, which I ended up cleaning up."
I was well aware of this situation and knew that Boss had some understanding as well, so I explained Roland's identity. Upon hearing this, Boss burst into laughter and said, "Interesting! The world really does change quickly. It used to be men who toyed with women, but now women can toy with men too."
I didn't want to comment much on that; I simply continued to ask, "So do you have any news about their whereabouts?"
Boss nodded and continued, "Since that young man is indeed quite handsome, like someone out of a TV show, I paid more attention to them. During their coffee break, I overheard their conversation. It seemed like the young man wanted to take the girl on the Ferris wheel or something."
"Then the girl said it was too late and that she needed to go back," Boss continued. "But the young man whispered something in her ear, and she ended up leaving with him. As they walked away, I heard him mention something about a dog, and then the girl blushed."
"If what you say is true," Boss continued, "then it's likely that the young man treated the girl like a dog. That's all I know; beyond that, I'm not sure."
"Is it the young man or the girl who is dead?" Boss asked.
I smiled and remained silent. After thanking Boss briefly, we waited for Dezi to return from her investigation and started chatting with Boss. It turned out that she was also a classmate with a story; over a decade ago, when she was just seventeen or eighteen, she eloped with a high school classmate.
After eloping, she quickly became pregnant, but the man she ran away with disappeared without a trace. So she went alone to a small clinic for an abortion. The clinic was unlicensed and the doctor's skills were poor; although her life wasn't in danger, she could never bear children again. Because of this, she dated many people over time but none were willing to marry her.
Boss was quite beautiful and gradually realized that those who befriended her were only after her looks. Thus, she decided never to seek out men again; living alone could also be fulfilling. She took out loans to open her own café and has since paid off the loans and even bought a house.
After hearing her story, we couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy. Perhaps one day she would meet a man who understood her and could walk alongside her for life. Just then, Dezi returned from outside and said to us, "I found surveillance footage of Guo Guoqing at the supermarket across the street. I've already called the Police Department to have them continue checking the footage."
"Guo Guoqing didn't even try to hide his actions," Dezi continued. "He blatantly exposed himself on camera; from this point on, other cameras must have captured him as well."
I nodded and asked everyone to pull up a map of Tianlan City since we had a local here who could help identify unknown locations. Opening the map, we quickly located the geographical position of the Prison Island Café and began looking in the direction where the two had left two nights ago.
Looking around at a distance of several kilometers away, we indeed spotted an amusement park; however, it was late at night and the park was closed. Did they plan to return there? I shook my head, feeling that this wasn't where they intended to go. At that moment, Boss spoke up again: "I know there's a Ferris wheel nearby—it's not electric but rather an old-fashioned one."
"To ride that Ferris wheel, someone needs to turn it from outside," Boss said with a suddenly somber expression before adding, "I know this because he took me there over ten years ago; however, it has been abandoned for quite some time now."
"I've been there many times since," Boss continued. "If the amusement park is closed at night, then it's very likely they went there! It's an abandoned park that's been out of use for quite a while now; however, when I visited a few days ago, it hadn't completely fallen into disrepair yet—it was still usable."
Unexpectedly, in this café on the prison island, we found a lot of useful things. I said to everyone, "Since that's the case, let's first check out this abandoned place."
At that moment, the Boss of the café also spoke to us, saying, "We can take you there."
Thinking carefully, the Boss chose to set up his café in this not-so-busy area, which likely had something to do with his first love. Perhaps a big part of the reason was that he hoped to visit this Ferris wheel often. Truly, what is love in this world?
We nodded in agreement. Looking at the map, it wasn't very far from here. Walking would take about half an hour. If the Killer really brought Roland there, it meant that Guo Guoqing was still quite familiar with Tianlan City. Just as we stepped out of the café, we noticed light rain beginning to fall from the sky. It seemed that Tianlan City had been experiencing quite a bit of rainfall lately. Such is the lingering Autumn Rain.
We drove towards this dilapidated place and it didn't take long. The road looked very desolate, with hardly anyone around. After driving for about ten minutes, we could see a so-called Ferris wheel in the distance. Rather than calling it a Ferris wheel, it looked more like an upright turntable.
This turntable appeared quite worn down, but it still seemed operational. We parked the car and proceeded on foot; the surroundings were all Dirt Roads. From a distance, we could see footprints on the ground. I raised my hand to stop everyone and pointed at the footprints, saying, "Wait a moment, look at these footprints."
It had rained continuously two days ago and only cleared up yesterday; now the footprints on this Dirt Road had already solidified. I quickly took photos, fearing that if it rained heavily again soon, these footprints would be washed away.
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