Before Zhou Hai and the fat man rushed to compact, only to see the sage on the side of the sage said that on April 11, 1969, the Surya family of six was unified and decentralized to the Lotus Mountain Farm in Kowloon Town for labor reform.

Zhou Hai remembers that this Surya was born in 1923, and he should be 46 years old in the year that he was decentralised, and his four children, from their 20s to ten years old, could know the name and the address of the household registration after them, and the information after that should not be difficult to find.

Without Zhou Hai's account, the fat man quickly took this information to take pictures, especially the names and identity of the four children, and he knew that Zhou Hai wanted to find none of these people who could be similar to Yang Duxiu.

He looked at her sister Peng, with a sincere face.

"Sister Peng, please help us to check the information of these four people, where they went, who are the children, and all the information I can find in the household registration information."

Peng sister's face was slightly doubtful, but since she agreed to Huang Zhongsheng, she just smiled, and many things of the criminal police and forensics could not be questioned, because she inquired about her own suffering.

Immediately, the information of the four people was copied and called the two people out of the archives and directly returned to the household registration hall.

With the address and name, it is much easier to search, Peng sister let a small girl open a computer, it seems that after the computer here can log in to find relevant information.

Enter the name to start the search, quickly find the information, Peng sister will print it out, watching the printer keep turning out a piece of A4 paper, fat people are a little bit of tongue-in-cheek.

How many pages of information does this require?

Sister Peng came over with the information and saw the surprised expression of the fat man who had not yet closed it and laughed.

"Don't worry about not looking at the prints, but one person per page, which requires the yellow detachment to follow-up, because I'm not sure if the person is right."

Zhou Hai took over a simple flip, not to mention that there is a real name, and after the reform of Surya's children will change the ethnic group into Han Chinese, so that some renamings appear.

And today's household registration all with photos, Zhou Hai just looked a few pages to find a few very similar people, because from the appearance of the characteristics of the highlights, is the skin is extremely white, the cheekbones are some high, the lips are very thin, especially the lips almost can only see the peak of the lips.

Seeing these, Zhou Hai quickly turned up, not often pulled out seven pages of paper, Zhou Hai slightly frowning, in that era, these four people at least two or three children at home, it seems that there is not much information to find.

Looking at Zhou Hai's movement of the paper, Peng sister already understood what he meant and covered her mouth and laughed.

"Don't worry, these are the household registration data that is currently left in the southeast, and the computer is still searching for information about the emigration personnel, and it will be good for a while."

said that the printer began to work automatically, and indeed came out some, this side of Surya and the second son of the two two information, they moved south in the 1990s, but the household registration information is more complex, there are overseas settlement, there are to study abroad, there are people living in the Pearl River Delta region.

After watching Zhou Hai, I immediately felt that these people did not look like it, after all, moved away very early, more than 20 years of southern life, from the photos to distinguish the skin color and appearance is very surprised.

Zhou Hai put these down, so far look like a lot, but there is no kind of one that feels very similar to Yang Duxiu, Zhou Hai put these printed paper on the table, hands with the head slightly closed eyes.

Infrequent, the information of the Su family who also settled in the southeast was very complicated, but the photo of one person was the first to apply for a new version of the identity card in 2004.

This person is called Su Mule, the second son of Surya's eldest son, and Yang Duxiu of the same age, but from the photo to see the outline is really similar, but after all, the ID card photo is very vague, and then the photo is eleven years ago, the situation is really difficult to say.

Most of the others were handled after 2007, it seems that the domestic initial implementation of the second-generation ID card was also in early 2004, is this person still living in Kowloon Town?

“We went back first, then let the yellow detachment send someone to contact the local police to check them, which needs to be checked door-to-door.”

The fat man was not idle at all, took pictures of all these contents, thanked the two of Peng sister for coming out of the household registration hall of the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau, and turned into the second floor of the criminal police detachment.

Zhou Hai did not go in, these things fat enough, standing downstairs looking at the vines climbing on the porch, with the veranda frame of the support, these vines have been wrapped in the entire corridor.

This is like the Su family, after being able to work in the labor reform education, the family is in peace and open their leaves, which is in itself worthy of thanks, and Yang Duxiu?

His parents, I don't know why they were forced to die on the same day, their uncle's family, although the number of large, but at this time has been decentralized to the Lotus Mountain farm in Kowloon Town, communication is broken, their own insurance.

At that time, Yang Duxiu was only 11 years old and could not live on his own, so he was adopted by a well-meaning man, and then changed his name, and all the previous information was touched.

As for how he knew the secrets of his life, as well as overseas fund account information, these to wait for Huang Zhongsheng to track down, just extinguished the cigarette butts, the fat man has run down.

"Let's go, we have explained, the whole detachment is empty, and the staff is all gone."

However, the Huang detachment said that it would later contact the police in Jinzhou to find someone directly in Kowloon Town, and check everyone by the way, at least to know Yang Duxiu, and what his parents experienced, and why they died overnight.

Zhou Hai nodded, and the fat man who had just not said was very detailed.

“Okay, let’s go to the information now.”

The fat man's face was sad, and he clung to Zhouhai and stopped the way.

"It's almost twelve o'clock now, we used to go to dinner, Dr. Nan's old friend or old friend must not have arrived, let's eat a little meal first, my little buns are at the bottom of the mat, and now they are hungry."

The ninja smiled and patted the fat man on the shoulder.

"Don't say so bad, you trembling one to show me, let's eat first, and then we go to the message heart."

But in a moment I shall see Dr. Nan, and he shall take a good look, and the one he has invited is an old friend or an old friend!"

Fat man took a look at the white, did not dare to resist too much, after all, a moment to pay Zhou Hai, now or contrive to ask for the best, pull the Zhou Hai car, tell the old king an address, towards a small alley.

Zhou Hai looked at the route, not worried at all, because fat is a food explorer.

The fat man put his arms in the chair, raised his legs, looked at Zhou Hai and said, "I tell you about the sea, I have Dr. Nan's little braids, if the cooperation is not good, I can try it next time."

He looked up at him, and he couldn’t bear to break his disguise.

“If we don’t go back to the criminal police detachment in the eastern city, shall we go to the cafeteria for dinner?”

The fat man immediately put down his legs, looked at Zhou Hai seriously, instantly recognized, looked at him sadly and staggered, and hung his head a good baby.

“Well, I’ve just swelled up, now let’s look at what we ordered, how about that?”