MTL - Silent Reading-Chapter 159 Edmond Dontes (30)

"What did he say?"

"He said ... 'A man is a very strange animal, such as exercising, combining high-intensity vigorous anaerobic exercise with low-cost walking for a long time, which is much better than jogging with a moderate intensity. The principle is the same, but she will always adapt, numb, and even try to rebel when she rubs the ball, so the key is to create a rule and atmosphere, and reward and punish. When she is doing well, you must be appropriate. Give her a reward. When she breaks the rules, you have to give her the most severe punishment. Only then can you have the strength. You have to defeat her .... "

The investigator paused the public voice recorder and looked up at the opposite man.

Pan Yunteng has been interrogated for half a week, and Kankan has remained calm, but bloodshot has appeared in his eyes. His expression was a little rude, but the rude expression broke apart halfway through the recording. He looked up at the investigator in disbelief, and stared at the small recording pen tightly, as if a monster would pop out of it: "He said that?"

"Fan Siyuan's original words had Fei Du's confirmation signature on his testimony," said the investigator. "Do you need to see?"

Fei Du and Pan Yunteng are completely two extremes, one is to answer questions and the other is to mouth like a river mussel. Zhang Chunjiu said that the album plan was not named by him and pushed Pan Yunteng to the forefront. However, he never said anything except to admit that the second album plan was named by himself.

"You know Fan Siyuan isn't dead," the investigator stared at him, "so named the second album project."

Pan Yunteng's sitting position was a bit stiff.

"You anonymously reported that Wang Hongliang of the Huashi District Bureau was involved in drug trafficking and used your position to take a special channel. In the second half of the report, you insinuated that the old director Zhang Chunjiu neglected his duties and even intentionally sheltered him. He also questioned his criminality during his term of office. The crime rate is problematic. Because the questions in the second half were groundless, they were intercepted and detained-who gave you the report materials? "

"As a citizen, I have the right to report criminals anonymously, and I have the right to ensure that my personal safety and freedom are not threatened!" Pan Yunteng gritted his teeth and said, "Who gives you the power to force me to tell the source?"

Investigator: "Anonymous reporting is okay, but it doesn't say that you can frame yourself anonymously and keep your mouth open."

"Wang Hongliang's evidence is conclusive. Is this a frame?"

"What about the allegations against Zhang Chunjiu? Is there any evidence? If so, please take them out."

Pan Yunteng froze slightly.

"It's all speculation," the investigator glanced at him, and reached out to pat the recording pen next to him. "Professor Pan, do you guess Fan Siyuan is this kind of person?"

Pan Yunteng blinked slightly, staring at the recording pen without saying a word.

"Why would you allow a new student to join the picture book program?"

Pan Yunteng's cheeks were tight.

"Because I saw his homework, he submitted a dissertation on 'victims in vicious criminal cases' and 'group crimes'. That was exactly what Fan Siyuan did before he went into magic!"

"I……"

"You thought he was sent by Fan Siyuan, and you thought he joined the album project for the same purpose as you! You didn't expect him to be the victim of these papers." The investigator shot the table, "Professor Pan, you are a senior in the industry, Now you are a model and well-respected, do you just like this person? "

Pan Yunteng: "I am not ..."

"When you arrested Lu Guosheng, you listened to the interrogation," the investigator said coldly. "Then I don't know if you heard that. Did Feng Bin have a mysterious" Say Hello to Shatov "? There is also a character named 'a13' who exposed Lu Guosheng step by step. Can you guess who arranged it? I will tell you again. Regarding this point, the Lu Bureau has personally questioned Fu Jiahui. She did not deny it. They took innocent people. Minors are props and sacrifice, Professor Pan, do you not know anything about this? "

Pan Yunteng took off his glasses unbearably, propped his elbows on the table, and rubbed his cheeks with both hands.

"Professor, what about your conscience?"

"Wang Hongliang's report materials ... were brought to me by Fu and Fu Jiahui."

Hearing that he finally opened his mouth, the investigator secretly exhaled and motioned to the staff member to take notes.

"After reading it, I was shocked and asked her where this thing came from. She said that it was one of the victim's brothers, Chen Zhen, and she begged for an old friend of mine. I didn't dare to believe it, and met Chen Zhen in secret On the one hand, I also tried to review the details of Chen Yuan's case and found that the girl did die strangely. If this is true, then I know it, and I can't ignore it. But one thing is very strange. I asked Fu Jiahui, I was early I left the city council, why did she come to me, and why did n’t she hand them over to Zhang Chunjiu? Even after me, I would go to Lao Zhang to solve the problem. I ca n’t say to pass him and put the matter up. What does this make Lao Zhang do, isn't he trapping him in injustice? There is no such thing. "

Pan Yunteng slowly raised his head: "Fu Jiahui said ... she said," Who doesn't know this matter belongs to him? Do you think he will manage it? You don't know how Gu Zhao and Lao Yang died, right? " Then she showed me Lao Yang's posthumous book to show me, and I knew that when he died in the past three years, he was reinvestigating Gu Zhao's case in private. I saw the photo he had taken, and I almost found it These wanted criminals gathered in dens. At this time, his strength was not enough. He had to find someone to help him. He made the same mistake as Gu Zhao and believed in people who should not believe. "

"'People who should not believe' means Zhang Chunjiu."

"I can't think of anyone else." Pan Yunteng whispered, "I forced her to ask her who she called her" old friend ", and I knew him ... he wasn't dead."

The latter "he" was obviously Fan Siyuan. The investigator asked, "Have you ever contacted Fan Siyuan? Have you seen him in person?"

"……Ok."

Although it had been expected, the investigator took a deep breath at the first hearing that he had determined that the man was resurrected. "When?"

"This summer, at the end of July, I think ... it should be the last day of July. That day, when the family of Lao was not there, he came to my house for dinner. My wife was his cousin in the distant house. When we met, we were still old. According to Lu, the relationship between the two has been good. Before he finished eating, he took a call. I heard him calling 'sister-in-law' and knew that it was Fu Jiahui who was looking for him. What ’s the matter? Fu Jiahui said on the phone that something happened in Yang Xin ’s school. She was on a business trip and wanted to ask for help. When Lu heard it, he hurried away without finishing his meal. Minutes, my doorbell rang. "

"Fan Siyuan has been to your house?" The investigator sat upright, speaking a bit faster involuntarily. "A dead and serial killer is standing in front of you. Didn't you call the police?"

"Because Fu Jiahui is with him." Pan Yunteng exhaled heavily. "He was in a wheelchair, old and not old enough. If it wasn't for the same look, I wouldn't have recognized him. When he came in, The first sentence is, 'It's been a long time, Xiao Pan, do you want to know who the betrayer was?'

"What did he let you do?"

"He didn't let me do anything," Pan Yunteng's gaze was a little bit blank, and he smiled bitterly. "I have already submitted the report materials, and I have started the second album project. Nothing is needed for me. He said he was only here to say goodbye. .Let me take a good look at the second album project, and everything is almost over. "

It's almost over.

On the 27th day of the first lunar month, the Spring Festival transport is in full swing.

Before five o'clock in the morning, Zhou Huaijin was awakened by a bright song of the five rings.

For the sake of the safety of others, Zhou Huaijin did not return to the hotel. His temporary residence became the living room of Luo Wenzhou's family—the rooms were all reserved for the wounded and the girls. The other grandfathers were looking for a place all around. When lying down, a man rolled his cat hair.

Zhou Huaijin staggered his eyes open a slit, and saw Luo Wenzhou pick up the phone.

Luo Wenzhou was sitting on a small rattan chair on the balcony. The ashtray in front of him was full. I did n’t know how many he had smoked. It was not yet dawn. He was well-groomed and his eyes were clear. "Hey, Tao Ran?"

Tao Ran was in a wheelchair, and both sides of the hospital corridor were full of family members of foreign patients who were reluctant to go out to stay in the hotel. Although there were many people, few were awake. Only two members of the investigation team communicated with the doctor at the intensive care door. , Seems a bit lonely.

Tao Ran didn't say a word for a long time, Luo Wenzhou glanced at his watch, suddenly a bit ominous.

"Wenzhou, Madam is gone."

Luo Wenzhou froze for a moment, unable to tell what it was like.

Fu Jiahui didn't have a good relationship with him during his lifetime. I heard her talk with Lu Bureau outside the ward that day. He even didn't figure out how to face her. Now he saves it. "We are the narrator of the story." Become her last words.

A few who didn't sleep were as surprised by Zhou Huaijin's cheerful ringing of his phone. Seeing Luo Wenzhou's expression was not right, he sat up silently and looked at him.

The telephone signal passed through the howling north wind, and the sound of the serialization was a bit cold, Tao Ran asked: "Yang Xin ... have Yang Xin yet been found?"

At this time, Lu Jia came out of the bedroom with his injured hand hanging. Luo Wenzhou's loose-fitting coat could not be fastened, and he could only put it on his body in a hurry. His face still had the scratches left by the shock that night. And bruise, there is a sense of presence everywhere.

"Someone pretended to be a taxi driver that day and sent the fee to the villa. Then we tried to keep up with them and found that they went straight out of the city. They arrived in the city near Binhai and settled in a nearby county called Xi'erjie. "

Xiao Haiyang put on the cleaned glasses and said with a nasal sound: "I know that, small commodity wholesale markets, nearby online stores, and wholesale markets all go there to get goods. There is a lot of traffic and fish and dragons are mixed. "

"Yes, they rented a very remote small warehouse there. There was more than one parking space. It looked like a stronghold. Our people didn't fight and scared the snake. We squatted beside them for two days and just saw a strange car driving in. "Lu Jia handed in a few cell phone photos that came to Luo Wenzhou," Is this car you want? "

At first glance, Luo Wenzhou didn't look at the license plate number, only saw the silhouette of a young girl in a white down jacket, and she recognized it as Yang Xin at a glance.

"Boss," Xiaowu didn't catch the horrible motorcycle team that day, and when he heard the news, he rushed together and rubbed his hands together, "What should I do, grab it?"

Tao Ran on the phone also waited in silence for his reply.

Luo Wenzhou carefully turned the photos back from beginning to end: "Xiao Wu, you take a few people, rent a truck to Xi'eriao, call the special police support, and be sure to get people back without leaving one."

Xiao Wu lived like a fish and jumped up.

Lu Jia: "I call my cooperator."

"Wait!" Luo Wenzhou called him again.

"Boss, what else are you doing?"

Luo Wenzhou hesitated for a moment: "Be careful ... be careful, our target is the people behind them, catch them back for trial, try not to hurt them."

Xiao Wu hesitated, understood what he meant, "hey" and took someone away.

The overcrowded living room was only half empty, and Xiao Haiyang washed his face: "Luo, what shall we do next?"

"What's wrong with Yang Bo's investigation, please tell me."

"Her name is Zhuo Yingchun. She died of illness 18 months ago. When she died, she was 53 years old. Her domicile and place of birth were both in the city of H, but her place of birth was ominous," Xiao Haiyang said. "I asked. People said this. The identity information is not necessarily true. People of this age do not have ID cards when they are born. A lot of information is reported by themselves later, and some may not be the right age. The relative information of her registration is only part of the Yang family after marriage Her parents and brothers are ominous. The police who manage the household registration said that in this case, she may be an orphan or trafficked. What happened decades ago is not accurate, and she may have to ask local people. "

"Let's go," Luo Wenzhou stood up. "Don't sleep anymore, solve the matter, come back and make up for it."

In the deep winter season, at least it's about seven o'clock, the genius is just bright, Wei Yang's long night makes people and animals lazy, and some people are leaving.

A low-key family car was mixed on the highway blocked by the returning army, slowly approaching the toll gate, and Su Cheng's palm on the steering wheel was covered with cold sweat.