Chapter 88 Macbeth (twenty-nine)

"On the day Haiyang and the others went to talk to Dong Xiaoqing for the last time, Dong Xiaoqing took a courier from the electric well door at the door," Tao Ran said, "The list is clearly printed and can be seen from the camera. It was sent to him by Dong Gan. ."

Luo Wenzhou glanced at Fei Du. If Fei Du's eyes were a little lazy just now, then he would be completely awake, his expression sharpening as he stared at the speakerphone.

Luo Wenzhou said, "But if I remember correctly, the last time Xiao Haiyang visited Dong's house was several days before Zhou Huaijin was assassinated. Why didn't the person who killed Dong Xiaoqing take advantage of this time?"

"Because at that time, Dong Xiaoqing's house was guarded by reporters from the media, and she kept hiding at home without going out. The risk of burglary and murder was too high, and no one could be sure what Dong Gan sent home. If Dong Gan sent back They only have some insignificant things at home, and if they act rashly, they will startle the snake."

Luo Wenzhou didn't know what to think, and said indifferently "Hmm": "Go on."

"Three days later, Dong Xiaoqing went out. First, she went to the flower shop to buy flowers, and then took the public car to Heng'ai Hospital. No one knew that she had a knife hidden in her bag. The girl seemed innocent at the time. The family of the driver who caused the accident felt guilty and went to visit the victim's family. I don't think the people who followed her at that time thought that she would be able to stab people in public. "

Hearing this, Luo Wenzhou was silent for a while, then he said, "After Dong Xiaoqing received the parcel sent home from Dong Gan, three days later, she finally chose revenge."

People can get anything out of impulse, but impulses are only temporary, and big changes can't make people impulse for three days. During these three days, what was Dong Xiaoqing doing when she was alone?

She may be trying to determine the authenticity of the information in the parcel, or she may be planning how to retaliate against the Zhou family.

She has Xiao Haiyang's contact information and can call '110' at any time.

Has she ever hesitated?

Was there a moment when she took out her mobile phone and pressed the number, thinking about giving everything she had to the police and waiting for the society to give her a result-whether her father was a victim or a murderer?

Fei Du flexed the hand of the person on top of the needle with some difficulty, tapped lightly and rhythmically on the sick guard next to him with his joints, and Luo Wenzhou pinched his fingers.

"Don't move around," Luo Wenzhou whispered. "I'm not a spy, and I don't have the function of translating Morse code."

Tao Ran reacted for a while before realizing who he was talking to, and hurriedly asked: "Have you turned on the speakerphone? I said why there is an echo - is it Fei Du next to you? Fei Du, are you awake? How are you feeling today? Like? You weren't sober when we went to see you the day before yesterday, did you see the fruit that brother bought you? Xiao Qiao also brought you a bear."

Most of the fruit had already entered Luo Wenzhou's foodie's stomach, and the bear's head was covered with a fruit wrapping bag by Luo Wenzhou, who owed his hands. He was in the shape of holding his claws high and clinging to the corner of the wall. The robber bear, blocked by the police, is quite tasteful.

Tao Ran said: "That day really scared us to death, you don't know, Lao Luodu..."

Luo Wenzhou's reaction was as fast as lightning, and he had a premonition of what was behind "Tao Dazui", and interrupted him decisively: "He can't speak yet, and he can't eat, and the fruit is filial piety to me—goodbye. Nonsense, hurry up and say it seriously, what is the basis of your speculation? Dong Xiaoqing and their family don't live in a remote area. If she was followed as soon as she went out, why didn't she find out that day? "

Tao Ran is a dedicated comrade, his attention is like a compass. Although he encounters disturbances occasionally, he can always focus on his work automatically with a single touch.

When interrupted by Luo Wenzhou, he immediately forgot what he was going to reveal just now, and quickly turned serious: "Because the focus of the investigation at the beginning was wrong—after Dong Xiaoqing went out, it took about a dozen days from home to the flower shop. Eight of the webcams captured her, and then she got into the public car 50 meters away from the flower shop and went to Heng'ai Hospital - we focused on reviewing the eight shots that had taken Dong Xiaoqing, followed up with her. She got on the passenger of the bus and the following vehicle of that bus at the same stop and found nothing."

Luo Wenzhou frowned, rubbing Fei Du's cold fingers.

"Later we collected clues near the flower shop and the surrounding civilian surveillance. During the second round of investigation, we found a cyclist."

Luo Wenzhou didn't hear clearly: "Riding? Those who ride a bicycle and are covered with no skin at all?"

"Yes, this person riding a bicycle was photographed by a small surveillance camera at the side door of a bookstore. He seemed to be resting on the side of the road at the time, his face was tightly wrapped, and he was wearing sunglasses. He was only a short distance from the station where Dong Xiaoqing was waiting for the public car. After less than 100 meters, the person took a shortcut to the next stop of the public car that Dong Xiaoqing took, put away the folding car and got on the public car, and went down after only two stops. There was no meeting with Dong Xiaoqing in the middle. , so we didn't notice this person at first."

"Could it be a coincidence?" Luo Wenzhou said, "This person probably didn't want to ride in the car at first, but he just happened to be tired from riding. He can't be suspicious of others just because they are sunscreened, right?"

"It's not a coincidence," Tao Ran said with certainty, "because the stolen vehicle that killed Dong Xiaoqing happened to be on the bus where Dong Xiaoqing was from between the stop where he got off and the next stop. Found this problem. Later, we went back and checked the neighborhood of Dong Xiaoqing's house - he was photographed in three shots, and we roughly drew the route of this person. We found that this person followed Dong Xiaoqing almost all the way. He was riding a bicycle faster than walking, deliberately It is unrealistic to go around a lot of small roads and avoid the surveillance completely, but he is very careful to avoid the surveillance that may have photographed Dong Xiaoqing."

The stalker does not appear in the same shot as Dong Xiaoqing and avoids getting on and off at the same stop as her, minimizing the risk of the police noticing him. And even if the luck is really bad, the police still notice him, and the cyclist's airtight dress will make him very recognizable.

This person is professional and cautious, and the anti-reconnaissance awareness seems to be trained——

"The cyclist is responsible for the first half of the track, and the thief of the car follows the second half. If Dong Xiaoqing leaves the flowers in a hurry, the car thief will abandon the car and leave before the owner calls the police. Unexpectedly, she actually used a knife on Zhou Huaijin. ."

If Zheng Kaifeng deliberately used Zhou Huaijin's identity to contact Dong Gan, he would have understood the moment he learned that Zhou Huaijin was assassinated, Dong Xiaoqing must have known something, and there must be something wrong with the email Dong Gan sent her, so he resolutely silenced it.

"Key evidence," Luo Wenzhou sighed, "Tao Ran, it's not enough to piece together the ins and outs of one thing. We need key evidence."

"It's very difficult," Tao Ran's voice inevitably showed a bit of exhaustion, "Zheng Kaifeng's whole body is burnt - all the signs now can only prove that Zheng Kaifeng, Yang Bo and the others are inseparable from this series of cases - Zhou The headquarters of the family is abroad, and it is not our territory. We can't just investigate it. If it hadn't happened to catch Zheng Kaifeng's thugs a few days ago, and the underground bankers who poured money for Zheng Kaifeng went to the empty building, we would have It may not even be possible to find out the exchange between Dong Qian and Zheng Kaifeng."

"I know," Luo Wenzhou said, "you've worked hard all this time."

At this moment, Fei Du suddenly made a slight effort, pulled his fingers out of Luo Wenzhou's palm, and wrote on his palm somewhat reluctantly, "Wait a while..."

Before he finished writing the right half of the word "array", Luo Wenzhou understood what he meant, grabbed his fingers again, exchanged two sentences with Tao Ran and hung up the phone, and lightly patted Fei Du on the thigh: "You are an auditor, why do you always have to express your opinion? Dare to knock the needle off and I'll hit you."

The only place Fei Du could express was also held by him and could not move, so he could only look at him helplessly.

"Wait a little longer," Luo Wenzhou said, "I know that although Zheng Kaifeng is dead, but over so many years, there are so many cases of grievances and grievances, and the evidence appears too fast and too concentrated, it always seems unnatural, right? ?"

Fei Du winked at him.

"I have a feeling," Luo Wenzhou said suddenly, "you know more about this case than we do."

Fei Du looked back at him quietly.

Luo Wenzhou pinched his fingers: "The last time you asked me to exchange privacy for information, what will I exchange for it next time?"

Fei Du pressed his palm.

Luo Wenzhou loosened a little and let him write.

Fei Du didn't know if it was intentional or not, each stroke was drawn very long, and the fingernails, which had been taken care of very carefully, were rounded and neatly manicured, swiping through the lines of his palms neither light nor heavy.

"'Give'," Luo Wenzhou read out the first word he wrote, "what for you?"

Fei Du wrote three strokes horizontally and vertically in his palm.

Luo Wenzhou stared at his palm for a while as if he could not read, his eyebrows rose and fell richly for a moment, and then laughed with a "poof", he shook his head, and flicked his finger lightly on Fei Du's face : "Baby, are you dreaming?"

Fei Du looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile.

Luo Wenzhou put his hands on the side of his pillow, leaned down to look at him, avoided his injured shoulder very carefully, lowered his head and touched his lips lightly: "It's indeed the hour when you should dream, go to sleep, Wake up and I'll accompany you to dinner."

After he finished speaking, he tucked the quilt for Fei Du, turned off the TV, opened the curtains, went out and said a few words to the nurse who was waiting at the door, and walked slowly with a walking stick.

Luo Wenzhou came to "harass" him at a fixed time every day. He helped him establish a fixed routine according to Fei Du's spiritual state, so that he would not be confused. After a few days, Fei Du had almost been trained by him to be conditioned to resist. When he saw him pulling the curtains and leaving, a heavy drowsiness would automatically surge up, but I wonder if it was because of Tao Ran's phone call that Fei Du suddenly couldn't fall asleep.

Zheng Kaifeng's indifferent eyes, Yang Bo's panic-stricken face, Zhou Huaijin's red eye circles, Zhou Huaixin's blood stains... all of them could not be dangled in front of his eyes.

He watched Luo Wenzhou's back disappear into the corner, and the nurse walked in and adjusted his drip flow.

Fei Du let out a light breath, feeling a little cold.

Another half month later, Luo Wenzhou was reinstated and returned to the city bureau to report. The day after he took over the Zhou family case again, the police station received a call—