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Chapter 97 Verhovinsky (7)
Chapter 97 Verhovinsky (7)
"The witness is called Xia Xiaonan, a girl who is in the same class as Feng Bin and the others. A few days ago, a few students left together. I don't know why the two of them were together. Maybe they got separated from others." Xiao Haiyang followed. Behind Luo Wenzhou, like a bang bang bang, it's enough to order him if you don't know, "When Feng Bin was killed last night, the girl hid in the trash can next to it, the boy may be trying to protect she."
Luo Wenzhou strode towards the direction of the ambulance and asked, "Since these students are still in the city, why haven't they been found for so long?"
"They don't know where they got a bunch of anonymous mobile phone cards, so it's not easy to locate," Xiao Haiyang paused, then added, "Besides, they are such big people, they ran away from home and took the money and kept them. After receiving the letter, no one thought that they would really have an accident. The grassroots police force has always been tense, and sometimes they will give priority to the more urgent..."
It's not like Luo Wenzhou has never been at the grassroots level. Of course, he knew what was going on. He interrupted Xiao Haiyang with a wave of his hand: "You mean, both students have cell phones on them? When was the incident?"
Xiao Haiyang was stunned for a moment: "The forensic doctor looked at it just now and preliminarily deduced that it was the first half of the night."
"In the middle of the night," Luo Wenzhou paused, "since the girl is fine, why didn't she call the police after the incident?"
Xia Xiaonan, the only eyewitness to this horrific case of dismemberment, not only did not call the police, but she also stayed in the garbage for half the night, frightening the cleaner who found the body to take a quick-acting heart-saving pill.
The fifteen-year-old girl is very slender, with a small face and beautiful eyebrows. She is a beautiful embryo. It's just that the image of this meeting is not decent - she is sour and smelly, sitting in a small corner, holding a schoolbag tightly in her arms, her face is horribly white, her eyes are black, like a soulless person A short life doll.
When Luo Wenzhou passed by, he found that Lang Qiao and the other policewomen and medical staff from Yishui were all there, standing around Xia Xiaonan, and no one dared to approach.
Luo Wenzhou glanced at the strange atmosphere: "What's going on, what are you guys watching here?"
"Boss, don't go over there, this child may have been a little stimulated," Lang Qiao whispered, "there is no response to talking to her, she screams whenever someone approaches, not even the kindest doctor over there, we are waiting now. As for the parents, let's see if it's okay to give her a shot to calm down."
Luo Wenzhou bent down far away, trying to be eye level with the girl. Xia Xiaonan's eyes met him, but seemed to be out of focus, passing him scatteredly.
"Several police stations, assisted the school and the parents to find them for three or four days. Well, the police didn't find anyone, so let the bad guys find them first." Lang Qiao muttered, "What are you talking about?"
"Adjust the surveillance nearby, this is a tourist area, there are not so many security dead spots, and the murderer can't be invisible - in addition, let the brothers stay idle, convenience stores, supermarkets, restaurants... all walk around and ask, how many Itâs impossible for the bear children to go out without eating or drinking, and someone must have seen them.â Luo Wenzhou said this, suddenly frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to the bag in Xia Xiaonanâs arms, âErlang, look, her bag is scratched A piece of what? Dirty or blood?"
Before Lang Qiao could take a closer look, there was a sudden slamming of the brakes behind him, and the tires rubbed sharply, as if three inches of the ground had been uncovered.
The police doctors present collectively shivered.
Lang Qiao looked back and murmured, "No, I'm afraid of this."
I saw a well-dressed middle-aged woman slammed the car door, her feet did not touch the ground, and people rushed out. She swayed a few steps like a reed tossed by the strong wind, and fell to the ground without any rules, leaving her blood stained and frightened. She grabbed the policeman who rushed to help her, and almost smashed his pants. He picked it up and said, "I... Where is my son? Where is my Binbin?"
"It looks like the deceased Feng Bin's mother." Lang Qiao whispered.
"Let the forensic doctors be quick and quickly move the body into the bag," Luo Wenzhou pushed her gently and urged, "Don't show it to your family, recognize your face and carry it away quickly, and we'll talk about it after the autopsy is done. "
But it was too late.
Feng Bin's mother was originally a middle-aged woman with slender feet, and she was clearly not in a rut, but after seeing clearly the alley where the forensic doctors entered and exited, she jumped up suddenly, and tried to pull away with great force. Her husband and the police had to come forward to see what happened.
With just one look, the second half of her life was torn apart.
The woman sat on the ground without saying a word, and the medical staff who had been guarding Xia Xiaonan had to swarm up and rescue her first. She was dragged aside by the crowd while she was unconscious, and when she looked up and saw Xia Xiaonan curled up in the corner, Feng Bin shivered violently, and immediately woke up, holding her with both hands and feet: "Classmate, what do you know? Right? Do you know who killed us Binbin?"
Xia Xiaonan grabbed her jacket, twitched all over, and let out a howl that didn't sound like a human voice.
For a while, the cries, consolations, questions, and the girl's high-decibel, enduring screams rang wildly in the ears, and the scene was in chaos.
Luo Wenzhou was so quarrelled that one head became two big, raised his hand to hold his ear, and glanced back at the ancient alleyâcould the murderer really be Lu Guosheng fifteen years ago? If it was him, how would you tell the victim's family members and tell them that a ghost who has been wandering for fifteen years and has left the police with no clues to this day killed your son?
Why did Lu Guosheng suddenly show up? Is he out of money? Why are you targeting middle school students? Is it because 15 years have passed, he is not enough, and he has no helpers by his side, so he no longer has the confidence to attack adults?
Also, the dead Feng Bin's body was covered with his own school uniform. The murderer seemed to be afraid that he would catch a cold. What does this mean? Is that person still guilty and regretful after the murder? But if he really still has that little leftover, can he dismember the body and destroy the eyeballs of a young boy who has not yet grown up?
Why exactly?
Feng Bin's father staggered backwards to the side of the road, suddenly unable to take care of his wife's affairs. He reluctantly maintained his calm and easy-to-communicate businessman temperament, and even nodded at Luo Wenzhou when he looked over. As if trying to squeeze out a smile, but failed.
"I was so busy with work that I didn't see him once in ten and a half months, and sent him to boarding school as if he was a burden with nowhere to go," the father said. "Am I wrong?"
Luo Wenzhou didn't answer.
As Feng Bin's father spoke, the back of his spine disappeared into the air. Then he squatted down, curled up into a ball, and slowly covered his face.
"Have Xia Xiaonan's parents been notified?" Luo Wenzhou pinched the bridge of his nose hard, then turned to ask his subordinates, "Where's the person? Why hasn't he come yet? When will the girl be allowed to speak?"
On the road of increasing popularity, a lot of traffic began to emerge. Suddenly, an electric wheelchair abruptly went upstream and drove towards this direction. The old man in the wheelchair probably thought that this means of transportation was running too slowly, and stretched his neck vigorously. Leaning his head forward, he was like an old guī, the wheelchair passed a hurdle, his center of gravity leaned forward too much, and he fell off the electric wheelchair.
Tao Ran happened to be nearby and witnessed this small traffic accident, and hurriedly ran over to help the old man up: "My God, why did you always come out with this thing on? Are you okay, ah? The road ahead is closed, so I can't go. âŠâ
The old man struggled, grabbed Tao Ran's wrist, and said vaguely, "Holan..."
Tao Ran was taken aback: "What?"
The old man looked at him sadly, his lips trembling nervously.
"Xi, Xiwa... Nan!"
"Xia Xiaonan's parents both died, and there is only one grandfather in the family. In the past two years, due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, he left a lot of sequelae. He has a clear mind, but he has difficulty walking and no one can understand his speech." When he returned to the city bureau from the scene , It was almost noon, Tao Ran had used the Chinese listening level 16, and only after struggling to communicate with Xia Xiaonan's grandfather, he sighed, "It's too pitiful, I think it's not as stupid as GÄn."
Luo Wenzhou asked, "Why does her family go to boarding school like this?"
"The family is too difficult, and her grandfather's medical expenses can't be covered by medical insurance. At that time, Yu Fen wanted to recruit some good students to be the face, and the scholarship was generous. Besides, the old man was a bit stubborn and didn't want to be treated as such. Look at the waste, usually do the housework yourself, and don't let others take care of him."
"Forget about the others," said a detective next to him, "but I really can't figure out how a girl like Xia Xiaonan would run awayâI just checked, and this girl's high school entrance examination score was among the top 50 in the city. Fen gives her a scholarship of 20,000 yuan every year. Her grades have always been top-notch, and she should be fine. The school teacher also said that she is introverted, but she is very sensible. Run away from here? Her family is in such a situation that she has the heart to throw her grandfather away? Then this girl is too heartless."
Luo Wenzhou didn't say a word. He flipped through the letter Feng Bin left before he left with his mobile phone. This thing was very popular on the Internet. At this time, the news of Feng Bin's murder had not spread, and people were still criticizing the education system and Chinese-style parenting. relation.
Luo Wenzhou thought for a while, and casually forwarded the link of the letter to Fei Du. As soon as it was sent, someone came in at the door: "Captain Luo, Feng Bin and Xia Xiaonan's head teacher is here!"
Fei Du's cell phone buzzed softly, indicating that there was new information. His cell phone was buried under a pile of things, and he didn't hear it for a while.
Assistant Miao handed over the signed pen, looked down at Luo Yiguo, who was arrogantly patrolling beside her, and while Fei Du was reading the documents, he wanted to play with the cat for a while, so he asked, "President Fei, is this cat scratching people? ?"
Fei Du said, "Scratching."
Assistant Miao: "..."
She silently retracted the outstretched hand, and looked around at the simple and modern house: "You...you live here now?"
Fei Du gently pushed his glasses and looked up at her.
"Well..." Assistant Miao hesitated, and said very euphemistically, "It's too different from your office, it doesn't seem to be the same style."
Fei Du smiled noncommittally. Compared with his office, most of the people in the world were as simple and poor as a public toilet, but that was not his style. At this time, a framework agreement was revealed, and Fei Du scanned it at a glance. There was no problem with the content, but there was a special smell between the pages. He paused, pinched it and smelled itâmint, basil leaves... and a slight scent of mixed berries.
Fei Du lifted his eyelids and glanced at Assistant Miao, who gave him a wry smile. President Fei is notorious for being in a hurry, and aesthetics has never been a secret. Even Zhang Donglai knows that he prefers people and things that are delicate and restrained on the outside, but a little exciting on the inside. People often take advantage of this to move some crooked thoughts.
Fei Du put down the agreement, took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands: "When did our company pay so much attention to making special printing paper? Do we have any nepotism with the Saudi royal family?"
Assistant Miao explained in a low voice, "It's Mr. Su's newly recruited assistant."
"Didn't Su always invite me out to dinner?" Fei Du laughed silently, but his eyes were a little cold, "Old Su, who has been under my father's hands for more than ten years, thinks he is a veteran of the two dynasties. Be the Regent."
Assistant Miao didnât dare to answer the callâOld President Feiâs former confidants had basically dispersed after Fei Du took power. The better ones were transferred out for the elderly, and the more ruthless ones were caught and eaten directly. After the prison meal, there are all kinds of unexpected resignations. Up to now, only Su Cheng is the only surviving veteran, but he is still the most mediocre one.
"But I just like a self-inflating idiot like him - go back and tell him that I don't have time, he's getting old, so he'll wipe his ass first, and then he will lose the price by playing these low-level methods. If anyone wants to see I, just come to me by myself, I donât like this kind of circumstantial way.â Fei Du said this, his voice changed, he winked at Assistant Miao again, and his tone softened, âWhy donât you guys stop me? , am I not all of you? Is it because I don't go back, you don't love me anymore?"
Assistant Miao was accustomed to his capriciousness of turning his face while appearing to be joking. She did not change her face, but asked strangely, "Who asked Mr. Su to introduce you, and let him go around in such a big circle?"
"Some people who don't matter." Fei Du quickly signed the remaining documents and sent Assistant Miao out the door. Before he left, he remembered something and said, "By the way, have food prices gone up again recently? Tell the personnel and give it to everyone. Raise the lunch subsidy standard by 30%, so that you can work hard when you eat well."
The boss said to send money! Assistant Miao didn't have any opinion this time, and responded crisply, even with a lively footstep: "Mr. Fei, how do you know that food prices have gone up?"
Because I saw the label when I was washing vegetables, I asked a lot, and someone said "I don't know the sufferings of the world".
Fei Du didn't say a word. He used his toes to turn Luo Yiguo, who had followed him, back into the room, and waved goodbye to Assistant Miao with a smile.
Someone is testing his control over the company.
Fei Du opened the window to let the lingering perfume smell dissipate.
"Those people" are too cautious. For so many years, they have never shown a trace in front of him, but in Zhou's case, they were forced to cut off their arms to survive, and lost Zheng Kaifeng and Zhou Junmao, the big money sponsors, and life must be very difficult now. It's not easy, so there is an urgent need to tap new sources of funding.
It seems that his upside-down reputation over the years, his methods of loosening the outside and tightening the inside, the act of unplugging Fei Chengyu's ventilator in the sanatorium at the sea, and throwing away the huge company, he worked hard to join a new round of "picture book" plan. The behavior of ... many kinds, finally completed the long foreshadowing, and began to try to contact him with "those people".
butâŠâŠ
Fei Du took out his mobile phone from under the dining table, intending to go through the mobile phone application of the reading programâthere was also a force that was vaguely involved in it, even helping him unintentionally. He tried to track it down several times. It didn't work out, who could it be?
At this time, he saw the link and message that Luo Wenzhou had forwarded to him.
Luo Wenzhou said, "There's something wrong with this letter. Please read it for me."
In the reception room of the Municipal Bureau, a female teacher in her 40s and a male student were chatting with the police officer in charge of reception. It was Feng Bin's class teacher and class leader.
Luo Wenzhou listened at the door for a while, and caught a glimpse of the boy's clothes. The boy put his school uniform jacket in the crook of his arm and stood aside, not like the ramshackle boys of the same age. When he saw Luo Wenzhou at the door, he stared at him. With a polite smile, Luo Wenzhou somehow remembered the teenage version of Fei Du. Taking a closer look, he noticed that the brand of shirt on the boy's shirt was very familiarâhe had seen more than one when he was cleaning Fei Du's wardrobe, and the brand name was different. Know how to pronounce.
A brat wearing such expensive clothes?
Luo Wenzhou frowned, this Yufen Middle School was indeed a club for the rich second generation.
"Boss," Lang Qiao walked over quickly and whispered in his ear, "The murderer was captured on the surveillance camera at the intersection."
Luo Wenzhou turned around suddenly.
"I don't know, seniors please take a look, it seems... it's that Lu Guosheng."