Meng Liangchao was startled by Jiang Yue's sudden name and walked to the video that he could not look directly at. He looked at the person Jiang Yue used his fingers and was stunned for a moment.

Meng Liangchao watched it several times, and finally imported the video to the computer, enlarging the person in the corner of the video to see clearly.

"It's that person. If the clothes are coincidental, it's all right, even the brand of the watch is the same." Meng Liangchao said.

"Is this person the suspected boyfriend of Ming Chuanmei?" Fang Weiwei glanced curiously and continued, "I remember this person who was in a car accident."

"Are you sure?" Jiang Yue and the others looked at Fang Weiwei.

Fang Weiwei nodded, "I'm sure, I remember seeing the traffic police making records with him when I left the scene."

Jiang Yue looked at Meng Liangchao and said, "Check the information of the car owner who had a car accident at that time and place."

"Okay, right now."

Meng Liang quickly checked the information about the car accident, and then looked up at Jiang Yue and said, "I found it."

Jiang Yue stood up and went to look.

The owner's name is Zhao Wu, 27 years old.

He is five years older than Ming Chuanmei.

"Check this Zhao Wu."

Meng Liangchao began to check Zhao Wu's information again.

However, when Meng Liangchao found a series of photos of Zhao Wu on Zhao Wu's social platform, Jiang Yue frowned.

All the photos of Zhao Wu are wearing masks and various masks.

Like Ming Chuanmei’s social platform, Zhao Wu has never shared any photos of him and Ming Chuanmei, which not only makes people doubt whether they are boyfriend and girlfriend.

Jiang Yue called Zhao Wu's phone number and answered it quickly.

"Hello, is it Mr. Zhao Wu? This is the police station. Is it convenient for you now?"

There was a moment of froze over there, and the phone was hung up.

Jiang Yue frowned and called again, but the other side prompted to turn off the phone.

Jiang Yue pursed her lips and wrote down Zhao Wu's address information, "He Yao, come with me to Zhao Wu's house, but he won't answer my phone."

Jiang Yue and He Yao went to Zhao Wu's house, but after ringing the doorbell for a long time, no one opened the door.

"Secretary, is it that someone is not at home?"

Jiang Yue lowered her head and looked at Zhao Wu's home address on her phone, "He lives with his parents, and at this time his parents should be at home."

Jiang Yue raised her hand and wanted to ring the doorbell again, but before she could press her hand, the elevator behind her opened, and an elderly couple walked out, leading a child about four or five years old.

Jiang Yue turned to look at them, and they were also looking at Jiang Yue and the others.

"Who are you looking for?" asked the old man.

"Are the two owners of this family?"

The old couple nodded.

Jiang Yue showed his police officer's certificate, "We are here to find Zhao Wu. Is he at home?"

The old couple looked at each other, "What are you police doing for him?"

Jiang Yue used her mobile phone to find the photo of Ming Chuanmei, and then showed it to the old couple, "Do you two know this girl?"

The two of them approached Jiang Yue's cell phone, looked at it for a while, and shook their heads.

“Don’t know.”

The two didn't look like they were lying.

"Is Zhao Wu at home now?" Jiang Yue asked.

The couple shook their heads again.

"He should be in his studio at this time."

"His studio?"

According to the information, Zhao Wu does not have any registration information for industrial and commercial aspects.

"My son paints cartoons, but he dislikes the uneasy family, so he rents a house outside to work. He lives there himself and only goes home during festivals."

“Which side?”

"He rented the top floor in the old community opposite."

"Have you both been to his side?"

The old man shook his head, but the old lady said, "I had been there once when he rented a house, and then I went to deliver food to him again. He didn't like us to disturb him. That time when I went, he was angry with me, and then I never went there."

Jiang Yue looked at the two of them, glanced over the little boy who looked at her with wide eyes curiously, and then asked the two old men, "Does Zhao Wu have a fixed partner?"

The two old men looked at the child at the same time, then shook their heads at Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue looked at the child among them, "Isn't this child Zhao Wu's child?"

However, Zhao Wu's household registration book does not show the existence of this child.

The old lady nodded, "This is my grandson. His mother and his father gave birth to him before they got married. Later, the two separated the children's household registration and their parents left behind. However, her mother was busy at work, and we were also fond of children, so we are currently with us."

"What's the name of the child's mother?"

"Mingxiang."

Jiang Yue and He Yao were both stunned.

Mingxiang? The surname is Ming?

Such a coincidence?

"Can you two tell us the detailed address of Zhao Wu's studio?"

The old lady thought about it and then told Jiang Yue the address of Zhao Wu's studio.

Jiang Yue and He Yao went to the opposite community and found Zhao Wu's studio based on the address provided by Zhao Wu's mother.

However, when they knocked on the door and saw the person coming out, both of them were stunned for a moment.

It’s not Zhao Wu, but a girl holding postgraduate entrance examination materials.

"Who are you looking for?"

Jiang Yue looked at the narrow attic through the security guard.

"Aren't the people living here Zhao Wu?"

The girl frowned, "Zhao Wu? You are talking about the residents here before, who were drawing. When they moved out, they left many paintings with his name on it."

"His he moved?"

The girl nodded, "Yes, it's been half a year since I moved here, and I guess he'll move out a longer time."

"Thanks."

Jiang Yue and He Yao left the community, and both of them frowned.

Zhao Wu didn't answer the phone, and he didn't know where he was.

When He Yao returned to the police station, he drove and Jiang Yue called Meng Liangchao.

"Deputy Officer."

"Check Zhao Wu's bank transaction records, and check a woman named Mingxiang."

"Mingxiang? Who?"

"Zhao Wu's son's mother."

Meng Liangchao reacted, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Jiang Yue hung up the phone, dialed Zhao Wu's cell phone again, and still prompted to turn it off.

According to clues provided by Ming Chuanmei’s two roommates, Ming Chuanmei has always lived in the school and has fewer accommodations, so it is possible that she can live with others in small numbers.

So where did Zhao Wu move to live?

The car drove to the police station, and Jiang Yue returned to the special agency office.

"How is the investigation?" Jiang Yue walked to Meng Liangchao and asked.

"This is his bank transaction record." Meng Liangchao handed Jiang Yue a few printed pieces of paper, and then continued to find out Mingxiang's information.

Jiang Yue lowered her head and looked at the few pieces of paper in her hand.

Every month, Zhao Wu can transfer a fixed asset from his bank card, and the recipient is Mingxiang.

This should be the support Zhao Wu gave to Mingxiang.

But after reading a few pieces of paper, I didn't see any expenses about rent.

If you don’t go home and have no rental information, where will Zhao Wu live in the past six months?
Chapter completed!