Two hours had passed since the child was taken. Given Beijing's non-peak hour traffic, the "impersonator" could have taken the child anywhere. At this point, finding the "impersonator" was harder than climbing to heaven.
Jiang Kexin, who had been crouching, stood up after about two minutes. She looked into the distance, then glanced at her watch, and finally scanned her surroundings. From her expression, she had completely overcome her initial lack of confidence and was now approaching the situation as a profiler.
Jiang Kexin not only thought but also mumbled to herself, "The subway is about 1.9 kilometers from here, so the subway is a no-go! Because it's a school, the bus stop is quite large. 8:30 AM is exactly when people are leaving, with many eyes around, so the bus is also a no-go! Taxis? There are two waiting for fares here. With so few now, there wouldn't be any during the morning rush hour. In front of the school, there are high railings to prevent crossing the road. It would take at least 800 meters to go around and use the pedestrian crossing, which is not feasible. The only path left is towards the elevated bridge to the west."
I listened to Jiang Kexin's analysis with surprise and asked, "1 kilometer isn't far, why do you think the 'impersonator' wouldn't walk?"
"I've seen the 'impersonator', and I've also seen Xiao Zi'an. There's a noticeable height difference between them. To compensate for that height difference, one would need to wear at least 8c..."
If these elderly people heard about child trafficking, they would immediately mind their own business. For a trivial matter like finding someone, the old folks were willing to help. After asking a few more questions, they managed to narrow down the location to a residential complex.
This complex wasn't large by Beijing standards, but it still had over forty buildings. Finding the "impersonator" within these buildings was an exceptionally difficult task. Upon arrival, we had no clues left, and deduction was no longer possible.
"Since we're here, we'll find this impersonator even if we have to search building by building."
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However, Jiang Kexin didn't think that way. She seemed to be on a roll, accurately predicting the "impersonator's" movements one after another, and her confidence soared. She said with a smile, "Why don't we check out Building 6 and 8 first? Prioritize houses with curtains drawn."
"Do you think this 'impersonator' checks the almanac before going out?"
"Let's try. If it's not there, we'll search again."
We went to Building 6, and indeed, the windows on the sixth floor had curtains drawn. We reached the sixth floor, pressed our ears against the door, and listened. There was no sound. We knocked again, but still no one answered.
"It's probably not here."
Jiang Kexin crouched down, looking at the doormat. Her eyes blinked, and without a word, she pulled out a hairpin from her head and opened the door. Upon opening the door, the shoe rack was right in front of us, and a pair of high heels was placed there.
"This must be it. This woman has size 40 feet. Why didn't I notice this when she impersonated Sister Ying?"
I just smiled as I heard Jiang Kexin's complaint. Right before my eyes, she transformed from an ordinary person into a profiler at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye. I had initially thought there was no sound from inside the room, and seeing the simple furniture, I concluded it was a rented apartment. All we could do now was search for evidence to allow Jiang Kexin to continue using her abilities. But when we entered the bedroom, we were stunned by the sight.
Xiao Zi'an's son was not only bound but also had a bloody gash on his body, bleeding profusely. The most horrific part was that the "impersonator" had installed a hook on the wall and hung Xiao Zi'an's son upside down from it, accelerating his blood loss.
Now, Xiao Zi'an's son had fallen into a coma due to blood loss. In addition to this, there was a tripod-mounted DV in the room. The indicator light was on, recording everything that was happening. I assumed this "impersonator" didn't expect us to find her, so she planned to record this extreme method of treating a child to threaten Xiao Zi'an.
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As soon as I put the child down, I suddenly heard the sound of a door closing. I looked at Jiang Kexin, who understood and said, "We already locked the door earlier!"
"The 'impersonator' is back. Sister, call 120. I'll go after her."
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I rushed out. After descending two floors, I saw the "impersonator" had already reached the ground floor. She was wearing flat shoes, a very neutral tracksuit, and a red bag on her back, running very fast. This woman had treated a child this way; I couldn't let her just escape. I chased her with all my might, and she ran with all her might, faster than I had anticipated. However, she never ran out of my sight. I watched her enter a nearby shopping mall.
I chased her into the mall and asked around. Someone said a woman with a red bag had gone into the restroom. As I rushed into the women's restroom, someone was coming out. Because we were both in a hurry, they bumped into me. I glanced at the person; they had a thin, long neck and sallow skin. They smiled politely at me, saying, "Sorry, sorry!"
I ignored them because I noticed their Adam's apple. This was a man. I rushed into the women's restroom. A woman was screaming, calling someone a pervert. I glanced around, saw no one else, and immediately ran out. Did she go into the men's restroom? I chased into the men's restroom too, but there was no one.
How could this person just disappear into thin air? I was baffled. I looked again. The passage into this restroom was a one-way entrance. I had her cornered here; could she have become invisible?
After exiting the men's restroom, I immediately ran to the entrance. I looked left and right but saw no suspicious women. At this moment, the woman who had screamed earlier also came out. She grabbed me, and I thought she was going to call me a pervert again. Instead, she asked, "Did you catch that pervert?"
At that moment, I realized that the woman screaming and calling someone a pervert was not because of me.
"Did you not get a clear look at the person? Do you know what they looked like?"
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The screaming woman said, still shaken, "I don't know. When I went in, that person was shedding their skin."
"Shedding skin?"
"Like human skin, I think it was latex. It clearly looked like a naked woman, but it quickly transformed into a man. Oh, and I saw their Adam's apple. A man like that, wearing a latex suit and a bra in the women's restroom, isn't that a pervert?"
Hearing the screaming woman say this, the image of that thin, long neck and short man appeared in my mind. Thinking back carefully, he also carried a bag, but the bag was blue. Could his bag change color? Never mind. I searched the mall, but there was no man with a bag anywhere.
This is ridiculous. He escaped just like that. I've been dealing with this "impersonator" for more than a day, and I never thought this "impersonator" was a man.
Moreover, when we bumped into each other earlier, my attention was drawn to his slender neck, and I subconsciously noticed his Adam's apple. Because he was a man, I didn't connect him with the "impersonator," and therefore, I didn't remember what he looked like at all.
...
When I returned to the complex again, an ambulance had arrived, and Da Zhou from the criminal investigation team had also arrived with his men. Seeing me return alone, Jiang Kexin's expression was somewhat surprised. "You didn't catch the 'impersonator'?"
"He got away."
"You, a grown man, couldn't catch a woman?"
"He's not a woman!"
"What do you mean?"
"He ran into the mall's restroom. When I chased in, he transformed back into a man and escaped right under my nose."