Chapter 89 Macbeth (thirty)

In Ping'an District, Yancheng City, the police at the police station on Ping'an Street received a report from the main station - an old apartment building in their jurisdiction, originally a commercial and residential building, and in disrepair for a long time, the rent and price are very low. It is very popular among outsiders and cheap tenants. Many people come and go. The composition of residents is very complicated, and there will be a conflict every three days.

A resident's home smelled an unspeakable stench for several days. There happened to be a pregnant woman at home, and the stench was unbearable. The family identified that the source of the stench was the next door, and went to Jiāoshe, but no one came to answer the door. The family of the pregnant woman searched for a property that did not exist in the building. After checking the property, they found that the house was rented out, the tenant did not leave contact information, and the landlord’s mobile phone number was already empty.

The angry family members of the pregnant woman thought that the property was deliberately inactive and wanted to smash the door next door open.

Ping'an Street Police Station dispatched two old policemen who are professional in mediating conflicts between neighbors. They just arrived, and before they had time to develop their mediation skills, they broke the apartment door and suffered a Foshan shadowless foot from the pregnant woman's family. At this juncture, the door shaft broke with a "creak", and I went away.

A stench that could make a cameo appearance in "Resident Evil" seemed to have loosened the seal, and almost turned the people at the door upside down. One of the old policemen always felt that this smell was familiar. He ordered everyone not to enter, took out the shoe covers and baton, carefully probed around, and finally opened the refrigerator door——

Three hours later, the city bureau's police car occupied the open space in front of the apartment building.

Although Luo Wenzhou was still lame, he seemed to be used to coexisting peacefully with his "third leg". According to his own words, it was no problem for him to go upstairs to uncover roof tiles or go down to catch thieves, especially when he was on the scene.

He put the crutches behind him, like a big sword in a game on his back, poked firmly in front of the refrigerator with his difficult and independent movements, and leaned over to observe the man inside.

There is a man's body in the refrigerator.

It got cold early this winter, and all districts and counties in Yancheng have been heating up in advance. Because there is no one to renew the bill in this house, the power supply was cut off about half a month ago. The corpses and various types of bacteria inside came to a "meeting of the century", which produced a wonderful biochemical reaction.

Lang Qiao originally wanted to support Luo Wenzhou by his side, but he held on for half a minute, almost went into shock, and fled before the battle. He ran to the door and shouted, "Boss, do you have sinusitis?"

"A policeman who is familiar with kitchens, what kind of organisms have rotted in his work and life? It's rare and strange." Luo Wenzhou said without turning his head, and then waved to the forensic doctors, "Okay, I've finished reading it, carry it away. ."

"Captain Luo." Tao Ran handed him a clip, "Look, this was found under the pillow of the deceased marching."

Luo Wenzhou put on gloves and took it over—it was a very common folder, with a few thin sheets of paper in it, and on each sheet was a photo, next to the name, gender, and home address of the person on the photo. Other basic information, the date and an unidentified number are marked in the corner. Some are typed, some are handwritten, and the handwriting is heavy and typos.

Dong Xiaoqing's photo is suddenly in the book - on the first page, a cross was drawn with a red pen on the photo. It is because of it that this case was transferred to the city bureau for the first time.

A detective next to him probed his head: "Why does this word look like it was written by a primary school student?"

"He's still an overgrown 'primary student' who makes a living by killing people." Tao Ran's eyes looked around the room for a week - the room was a single room, except for the bathroom, there was only one room, no halls and rooms, and the environment was very rudimentary.

A refrigerator that has become a corpse chest, a cloth sofa that is too dirty to see the background, a three-legged plastic chair, a low-footed coffee table, an old-style wall cabinet, and a gray-covered TV. And a simple marching table, that's all the furniture.

On the sofa were several tattered publications, a set of playing cards and a few dice filled with mercury. There were a dozen beer bottles and a used lunch box piled up in the corner, and it stinks from the heat, but it stinks insignificantly compared to the owner of the house.

In the suitcase under the wall cabinet, in addition to changing clothes, there are many tools for committing crimes, such as rubber gloves, headgear, rain boots, rain cloth, prohibited knives, iron hammers, iron bars, electric shocks and some common lockpicking tools. In the middle are several stacks of neatly piled 100-yuan cash, which are estimated to be hundreds of thousands.

"Lang Dayan, don't you like 'Lyon'?" Luo Wenzhou said to Lang Qiao, "This is our locally produced 'Lyon', come and pay homage."

"For the sake of you being my boss, I can pretend that I didn't hear what I said just now," Lang Qiao said quietly, "rǔ I am a goddess."

Luo Wenzhou sneered at this philistine woman who even a male god didn't dare to defend loudly, then turned to Xiao Haiyang: "What is this person's identity?"

"This is the ID card in his bag. Wang Xincheng, male, 39 years old, but I just checked it online. This ID card is fake, and the photo and identity information don't match." The fake ID card was handed to Luo Wenzhou. The man in the photo had a flat head, and he looked unremarkable. His eyes were staring straight at the person opposite. Maybe it was a psychological effect, and he looked extremely fierce and vicious.

"Those who need fake identities generally have criminal records, and they are most likely fugitives," Luo Wenzhou said. "Go to the information database to compare—"

Xiao Haiyang responded quickly.

"Captain Luo, there is a total of 120,000 yuan in the wall cabinet," Tao Ran quickly counted the cash for the Buddha, "The cash written next to the date on Dong Xiaoqing's page is this amount, and it should be her life-saving money. The date of the last take-out receipt in the garbage dump was the day before Dong Xiaoqing's death. If this is the murderer who killed Dong Xiaoqing, then it is very likely that he died as soon as he received the money. This kind of desperadoes are all drinking now. If you are drunk today, even if you make offerings to the Buddha, it will definitely be a one-night affair."

"Just killed, and then killed again." Luo Wenzhou sighed, "It's been more than a month, I hope the surveillance video archived in Ping An District hasn't had time to delete, go check it out, if not, try to collect civilian surveillance... ...there will always be clues."

Tao Ran heard something in his words, raised his head and looked at Luo Wenzhou, Luo Wenzhou shook his head at him, his eyes fell on the murder weapon in the wall cabinet again - the style of the hood and rubber gloves was so familiar that he recognized it at a glance Come out, this is what the murderer whose front windshield was shattered and passed by him was wearing.

Luo Wenzhou tapped lightly on the ground with his crutches, and slowly walked out of the stinking scene. He had a hunch in his heart—this was probably the "key evidence" they had been waiting for.

Luo Wenzhou was a prophecy.

A few days later, Xiao Haiyang found the true identity of this "Wang Xincheng" from the database of wanted criminals through DNA and photos. , took a desperate risk, hacked and killed the creditor's family, and then fled overnight and was wanted by the local police.

The forensic doctor confirmed that the cause of Wang Li's death was poisoning, and there were beer residues in his stomach. It was speculated that he should have drank beer mixed with strong poison under unsuspecting circumstances, and the poison and beer residues on the ground. It should be that the deceased overturned the wine bottle while struggling with the poison, but the wine bottle that had been in contact with the poison could not be found at the scene.

In addition, the police found a kettle in Wang Li's house with half a pot of water remaining, but Wang Li's house did not have a container that could hold hot water.

That is to say, someone knocked on Wang Li's door at that time, probably with money, so he was treated with great courtesy. Wang Li not only drank the poisoned beer, but even poured him a glass. hot water.

Holding the cup, this man coldly watched the stupid killer fall to the ground, struggling helplessly until he was completely out of breath.

Then, he stuffed the body into the freezer—there would be a significant delay in its discovery, and a lot of evidence would be lost over time—and took away the bottle of poisonous wine and the glass he touched and disposed of. , came and went without a trace, and when the body was found, he had already escaped from the golden cicada.

Perfect.

If it wasn't for the idiot Wang Li who put a "shipment list" under the pillow...and the unlucky porcelain cup he used had a lid.

When Wang Li was struggling with poisoning, the cup lid rolled to the ground along with the beer bottle. The quality of this cheap product was not high enough. In a hurry, didn't notice that there was a piece under the cloth sofa.

It happened to have Zheng Kaifeng's fingerprints on it.

At this point, all the evidence has been lined up in an orderly manner, and came to the police, like an invisible hand, hand in hand to connect the cause and effect—

Zheng Kaifeng and Zhou Junmao started from the murder of Zhou Yahou thirty-eight years ago, and completed the primitive accumulation of bloody capital.

Twenty-one years ago, in order to enter the country, the Zhou family replayed their skills. In the process, Dong Gan and his wife were innocently implicated. Dong Gan lost his relatives, but he was kept in the dark all the time, living an ordinary life in helpless sadness. Man's life, his name has been registered by the devil.

After that, Zheng Kaifeng and Zhou Junmao finally passed the stage of "huáng gold partners" helping each other and began to have different dreams together.

By now, maybe the time is ripe, maybe the two people have finally entered the "same room cao" link, Zheng Kaifeng pulled out the foreshadowing buried 21 years ago, and used Yang Bo, who thought he was Zhou Junmao's illegitimate son. The current head of the Zhou family, who has enjoyed a lifetime of glory.

Zhou Junmao's death is like a stone that stirs up a thousand layers of làng, let the true and false princes who are pregnant with each other sing and I will perform a farce. Knife" turned out to be a mistake.

Dong Xiaoqing assassinated Zhou Huaijin and accidentally injured Zhou Huaixin.

It seems that the sky net is extensive, sparse and not leaking, the secret from twenty-one years ago was accidentally leaked, and bào was exposed in broad daylight.

Zheng Kai heard the wind and fled, knocked on the door of Dong Xiaoqing's murderer with cash, and murdered the murderer with a cup of poison. Then he went to pick up Yang Bo and wanted to escape, but he was unexpectedly ambushed by the police downstairs in the hotel.

It only takes four steps to go from "helping each other in the same boat" to "perishing together". I didn't expect that this process is between normal partners, and abnormal partners are not exempt.

With the discovery of Wang Li's body, all the important parties were dead. Those details—such as who the mysterious courier sent to Dong Qian, who was the cyclist who followed Dong Xiaoqing, set fire to Dong Xiaoqing's house, not to mention, Who is the brain-damaged person who also sent text messages to challenge the police, all of them are dead and there is no evidence, just like the personal bodyguards who were caught from Zheng Kaifeng's car that day, they are all called "Zheng Kaifeng's men".

Put a stop to these six heavy lives.

Six human lives are like six icebergs, and they collided with Zhou's transnational "Titanic" at the same time. Murder, money laundering, and cross-border crimes... The legend of an era faces the sunset and sank bleakly in the ocean of the times.

Fei Du put away the speakerphone of his mobile phone, and said to Tao Ran, who was telling him the progress of the case, "Thank you, brother, I understand."

In a month, Fei Du finally evolved from paralysis to hemiplegia. Although walking upright was still a problem, at least he was able to sit up and say a few words.

The nurse was paid, and Fei Du received a visitor at the hospital—Zhou Huaijin seemed even more embarrassed than Fei Du, who was almost blown to pieces, and sat beside him a little stiffly. .

"It's probably like this," Fei Du sat in a wheelchair, leaning forward with his upper body, "Mr. Zhou, you may be tired of hearing this. I'll say it again, with all my condolences."

Zhou Huaijin closed his eyes hard.

Fei Du's eyes passed through the frameless lens, and calmly peeled Zhou Huaijin to the bone: "Actually, I don't quite understand one thing, why did Zheng Kaifeng kill Ling Zun at this time?"

"Zhou..." As soon as Zhou Huaijin opened his mouth, his voice was very hoarse, and he quickly cleared it, "Zhou Junmao has been in good health all these years, but last year's physical examination found a shadow on his chest, although it was later proved to be a false alarm, But it was a bit of a shock to him. In the past year or two, he has mentioned the matter of making a will many times - Huaixin should have mentioned it to you."

When Zhou Huaixin called the police, he did say it in a chatter, and Fei Du nodded lightly.

Zhou Huaijin smiled bitterly: "He doesn't recognize me, and he won't leave me a penny. Naturally, the inheritance will be inherited by Huai Xin. You are familiar with Huai Xin, and you are a little smart, but it's not a candidate for succession - You Qi can't accept it. His business is neither black nor white."

He didn't need to go on, Fei Du had already understood - Zhou Junmao finally remembered in his later years that he had an ineffective son, and knew that he would never be able to control this complicated Zhou family, so he wanted to clean up his property for Zhou Huaixin, Gradually withdraw from some less legal fields.

He betrayed Zheng Kaifeng, who climbed out of the mud with him.

Zhou Huaijin lowered his head and wiped his eyes, then stood up to say goodbye: "Thank you, Mr. Fei, then I won't disturb your rest..."

Fei Du interrupted him: "What plans does Mr. Zhou have in the future?"

Zhou Huaijin smiled bitterly: "I'm not going to talk about it, I have to go back and cooperate with your investigation of the Zhou family."

"You have no decision-making power and no participation. Strictly speaking, you are still one of the victims," ​​Fei Du said. "Don't worry, you will not be implicated under normal circumstances."

Zhou Huaijin: "Thank you for your auspicious words."

"But I still have some other doubts." Fei Du tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his uninjured hand and looked at Zhou Huaijin from the bottom up, "Brother Zhou—do you mind if I call you that? I suddenly feel that you Brothers, your family... Lingtang himself, all the tragedies stem from Zhou Junmao's inexplicable belief that you are not his biological child without a paternity test.

Zhou Huaijin was stunned.

"Other than that, there are still a lot of suspicious points in this case. Without going into the details, I'll just say what I think is the most incredible—Brother Zhou, you have known Zheng Kaifeng since you were a child, and you think he would be the kind of desperate person who would blow up himself. the 'martyr'?"

Zhou Huaijin: "You mean..."

"And Yang Bo," Fei Du said, "you all think that Yang Bo is unbearable, and you have to question him again and again when he ascends to the position of secretary of the board of directors. With such a mediocre person, what does Zheng Kaifeng see in him? Murder? Zhou Junmao wants to take him with him, even if he runs all night? Don't you think it's strange?"

Zhou Huaijin slowly opened his bloodshot eyes with his voice.

"I'm afraid we can only find this here. We are beyond our reach for all kinds of things that happen abroad." Fei Du looked at Zhou Huaijin deeply, and said word by word, "Brother Zhou, have you ever thought about what if There are people behind this, what if Zheng Kaifeng is also one of the pawns?"

Zhou Huaijin looked at him in shock.

"You know my contact information—in addition, I always feel that the things that Lingtang has locked in the safe for a lifetime should be more than a box of heart disease medicine to deter Zhou Junmao, what do you think?" Fei Du gave him a gentle look. Blinking his eyes, he lowered his voice and said, "I hope Huaixin can rest his eyes, I like his paintings, let's go, I'll send it to you."

Zhou Huaijin left the hospital unwillingly, ignoring the polite "stay" with the hemiplegia patient. Fei Du watched him get into the car, and finally a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He slowly turned the electric wheelchair, and slid thoughtfully all the way to his ward... Then he saw a lady at the door of his ward.

She was obviously getting old, but it didn't affect her pleasing eyes in the slightest. She was wearing a dark gray little fragrance suit, and the little silk scarf around her neck made Fei Du look at her in admiration. Get fit.

The woman was looking into Fei Du's ward with a lunch box and flowers in hand.

Fei Du suspected that she had gone to the wrong room, so he slowly let the electric wheelchair slide over and said hello, "Hello."

Hearing the sound, the woman turned around and looked at him with slightly wide eyes.

Young beauties are common, but middle-aged beauties are rare.

Fei Du involuntarily turned on the playboy's firepower, pushed his glasses lightly, and said politely, "Miss, can't you find a room because of your visit?"

The other party seemed to be stunned by the name "girl" and did not respond for a while.

"You stand here for a while, and I think my ward will shine." Fei Du pushed the wheelchair into the ward, and handed it over to a flower that someone brought him, "I'm familiar with the inpatient department here. , where do you want to go, can I walk with you for a while?"

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