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When Jia Fugui walked out of the gate of the Provincial No. 1 Prison, he realized that the sunshine today was so dazzling, with bright lights everywhere. His eyes hurt like needles, and he felt dizzy and thirsty. He rubbed his little eyes, which had not seen such bright light for a long time, and half covered his sallow forehead with his hands. A few strands of light yellow curly hair lay weakly on the top of his head, looking miserable. He unconsciously looked into the duty room at the door. Officer Zhao on duty didn't pay much attention. When he looked up and looked at him, he waved his hand to signal him to leave quickly. When Jia Fugui turned sideways, he still inadvertently discovered the newly published "Binzhou Evening News" in Officer Zhao's hand. A large black headline burst into Jia Fugui's field of vision: A mentally ill woman died in a car accident yesterday, and the search for the whereabouts of her family has begun...