Chapter 120 Verhovinsky (thirty)

"Beiyuan Longyun City" is a building that occupies the feng shui treasure land of "Shangfeng Shangshui". The whole building has more than 30 floors, with a hotel above and a business district below, with a giant revolving restaurant in the middle. When the light is just right, it can directly penetrate the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, and smear a shimmering rainbow color on the building next to it.

But at this time, the sun has not yet risen.

The revolving restaurant is not one, the four corners are a cafeteria, a western restaurant, a Southeast Asian restaurant, and an improved private kitchen—that is, the one that improved the cabbage into the Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.

Among them, the Southeast Corner Cafeteria provides 24-hour meal delivery service for hotel guests, and the breakfast restaurant opens at 6:00 every morning.

At four o'clock in the morning, several busy little girls were already changing flowers for the restaurant table, preparing to welcome them all day. They had just been on the night shift on call all night, and they would take over at 4:15. Cleaning and arranging the dining room were the last jobs.

The waiters here are generally in their twenties, there are working girls from other places, and there are also college students who study hard. The foreman is a girl who combs ponytails. Cha has more hands and feet than anyone else when she spends her time. She doesn't even bring out a drop of water in the vase. After changing it, she fiddles with it twice, and it can be matched with a simple shape.

"Sister Wei Wei, come here, the first batch of dim sum is ready!"

The foreman who combed the ponytail responded casually, and finally checked the restaurant carefully, and then followed the little sisters into the back kitchen.

The first batch of snacks in the morning is often to preheat the kitchen utensils. The chefs need to feel the freshness of the raw materials and taste the new condiments. The test items will not be taken out for customers to eat. They are generally the welfare of the night shift waiters.

After one night on duty, the little girls were already hungry and swarmed up following the fragrance.

The foreman named "Wei Wei" was not in a hurry. She waited for everyone else to leave, and then she came over without haste, and picked up the remaining small noodles with a sanitary bag.

"Are you going to give those 'diǎo' ribbons downstairs again?" A girl glanced at her while fixing her makeup, and said with a pouted mouth, "I tell you, Sister Wei Wei, those bastards are easy to think too much. You are so kind to them, be careful that some people want to eat swan ròu. Besides, are they worthy of eating this? Shark fin fans can't tell them apart. Usually, pigs and dogs are eaten in their mouths, and their tongues are all decorations. I think they are also worthy of it. Go down the street and buy some buns filled with toilet paper."

Wei Wei smiled and didn't argue with anyone.

Girls in high-end restaurants have been trained in posture and etiquette. They wear neat work clothes every day, and wear makeup to go to work. They are the same night-shift security guards.

Wei Wei is kind and good at life. Whenever she is on night shift, she will take some snacks that she can't finish, and send them to the security guards when she gets off work. They are all people who can't sleep for a long night, and sometimes they can only feel sorry for each other. The other girls and chefs were not surprised by this, thinking that she might be stupid, and she would not flatter when there were guests, and would always end up with some useless people.

Wei Wei plugged in her earphones, and hummed along with the lively songs in it. Maybe she was about to get off work. Her footsteps were a little brisk. Patrol security. From the revolving restaurant on the tenth floor all the way to the monitoring center in the basement.

There are usually two people on duty in the monitoring center, one is a new boy, only 18 or 19 years old, short and stout. The old fritters in the same class as him bullied others. The boy stared at the surveillance camera alone.

After four o'clock in the morning, when people are the most sleepy, the visit of the beautiful girl is undoubtedly a refreshing thing, but unfortunately the little security guard is a bit unhappy.

Wei Wei brought a kind of steamed bun today. It tasted very strange. It is said that the stuffing was filled with some Thai spices. The little security guard did not develop a stomach that could digest the roughness of Thailand. He just ate two, and there was a gust of wind in his stomach. Rainy colic. He endured in front of the girl for a while, but his bowels became more and more noisy, and he couldn't hold it any longer. He showed a bitter look: "Sister Wei Wei, can you help me watch it for a while, I... I want to go on. A toilet, I'm angry with the eldest brother in my class, I dare not call him."

Wei Wei didn't say a second word and agreed. The little security guard heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ran away with his trousers in hand.

Listening to the sound of his reckless footsteps getting away, the ponytail girl's sunny smile gradually disappeared, she took a deep breath a little nervously, counted twenty silently in her heart, and after she became calm, she took it out from her pocket. He picked up a very small mobile hard drive and turned his head to look at the monitoring screen behind him.

"It will be around noon on November 6." She said to herself, "The more detailed the monitoring records of the revolving restaurant, the downstairs lobby, the front and rear doors, and the garage, the better."

There are countless surveillance cameras in the entire Longyun City. She quickly confirmed the serial number of each camera, and quickly called up several surveillance records on November 6th.

The wind poured into the corridor, gently shaking the door of the monitoring room, as if someone was passing by. Wei Wei looked back twice, his palms were sweaty, and he stared at the progress bar tightly, every second seemed to be pulled be infinitely long.

Suddenly, a cough came from the lounge next to you!

Wei Wei shivered with fright, and his whole body was instantly cold from head to toe. He stretched out his hand like she was in reverse, ready to unplug the mobile hard drive at any time. There was a rustling movement in the lounge, and the security guard who was sleeping lazy woke up. At the end of the progress bar, Wei Wei gritted his teeth gently, and the people in the lounge were drowsy and shouted outside in a daze: "Xiao Meng? Xiao Meng?"

The heating in the monitoring room was insufficient, and he usually had to wrap himself in a padded jacket on duty, but Wei Wei's forehead was sweating.

The door of the lounge opened with a creak, and the man stepped out.

"Xiao Meng went to the bathroom, it's me, Uncle Wang," the girl suddenly said in a hurry, her voice sweet, "Looks like you guys are working too hard, I'll bring you something to eat."

"Oh, Weiwei," the old security guard took advantage of the warmth of the quilt, and wanted to walk out with only thermal underwear on, but when he heard the girl's voice, he was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly retreated into the lounge to get dressed , said across a door, "Oh, thank you, it's rare to see a little girl as good as you now."

Wei Wei lowered his head and exhaled calmly, his heart choked uncomfortable: "Isn't this all about offering flowers to Buddha, Uncle Wang, you are too polite."

When the old security guard got dressed and tidied up and walked out, he saw the girl leaning on the table doing nothing to play with her mobile phone, and he quickly said: "Xiao Meng, this kid is really outrageous, I have to tell him when I come back - you Come home, it's almost dawn."

Wei Wei smiled at him, wrapped his jacket tightly as if nothing had happened, and gently squeezed the portable hard drive in his pocket under the old security guard's command to "be careful on the road".

The day had not yet broken, and the surveillance records of Beiyuan Longyun City had already been sent to Fei Du.

"This is the day Wei Wenchuan and the others invited guests to monitor several key locations in the Longyuncheng building." Fei Du opened a notebook and said to the police surrounding him without raising his eyelids, "Don't worry, my people will definitely be there. The gods don't know it, they won't scare the snakes."

Tao Ran and Xiao Haiyang spent the night in Luo Wenzhou's guest bedroom and study. Because of their inexperience, the door was not locked at night, and they were each woken up several times by Luo Yiguo, who knew how to open the door.

Tao Ran felt that he had just fallen asleep when he was awakened by a mysterious knock on the door. He wiped his haggard face and asked Fei Du, "Who was the person who came to give you something just now? From what channel? Is the surveillance obtained legal?"

"A few friends, I've helped them a little before." Fei Du clicked on a video and fast-forwarded, casually making a prevarication. After a while, he remembered something, and couldn't help but look up at Luo Wenzhou.

Luo Wenzhou remained silent, cigarettes in his mouth, and only tasted to satisfy his cravings. He kept staring at him, just in time to meet Fei Du's drifting gaze "full of heart".

Fei Du paused, pushed the notebook to Xiao Haiyang next to him, took off his anti-radiation glasses and slowly wiped it a few times: "Okay, I... I'm actually imitating 'them' - remember He Zhongyi Is her mother Wang Xiujuan? She almost jumped from the economic and trade building at the time, but the boss of the economic and trade took the opportunity to gain popularity. In order to show corporate social responsibility, didn't she also join a 'Rural Lost Children's Fund'? The daily operation of the fund is It is given to a special non-governmental public welfare organization, in addition to Wang Xiujuan, it is also responsible for taking care of all kinds of people who have lost their source of life due to the evil xing incident - the actual funder of the public welfare organization is me, and the equity is held by me. , which is similar to the idea of ​​the Guangyao Fund.”

Luo Wenzhou asked softly, "The evil incident?"

"The young man who gave things just now, his parents died in a robbery by a gambler. The surveillance record was brought out by a girl who works in Longyun City. If I remember correctly, she is not a local, and she should be unbearable to be violated by her stepfather. He escaped from home." Fei Du said, "Although it's a bit stinky to say that, everyone may encounter unfair things, but if there was a huge material support behind them, no matter what situation they fell into, It's never too awkward thanks to Fei Chengyu for his legacy."

Luo Wenzhou suddenly asked, "What is Wang Xiujuan doing now?"

"It's mainly for treatment, but I didn't return to my place of origin. When I was healthy, I worked as a part-time cleaner in a housekeeping cleaning company. That cleaning company signed a long-term service agreement with Wei Zhanhong's headquarters building." Fei Du said without stumbling. Out of the whereabouts of this long-forgotten woman, "I shouldn't use her, she's too old, she's not smart enough, and it's easy to be dangerous, just let her occupy a place first, and I'll find her when I need it. People take her place."

"I have lost my relatives, I have no support, and I can't see hope," Luo Wenzhou said slowly, "I once asked you what would happen to people like Wang Xiujuan in the future—it seems that you have turned them all into 'Vigilantes' Reserve."

If he hadn't confessed, what would he have done with these people?

Where will you end up with these people?

Luo Wenzhou just imagined it a little, and he was in a cold sweat. When he looked back, he had no idea how he walked through this tightrope called "Fei Du".

Fei Du avoided his sight, and focused on cleaning his glasses, wondering if there was ashes accumulated on them for hundreds of years, and he kept wiping them.

At this moment, Xiao Haiyang suddenly said without his eyesight: "Wait, look, is this person Lu Guosheng?"

His voice shattered all the emotions floating in the air, and he quickly turned everyone's attention to the surveillance records.

Xiao Haiyang didn't pay attention to what the people next to him said, and excitedly turned the screen around - it was the surveillance camera at the door of the private kitchen in the revolving restaurant where Wei Wenchuan treated his guests.

Around 12 noon, Wei Wenchuan came out of the restaurant while answering the phone and stood at the door waiting. After a while, the elevator opened, and a man with a low hat came out, with his hands in his pockets and his eyes wide. Xia Kui looked around, nodded coldly at Wei Wenchuan who was approaching, reached out and patted the boy's back, and walked with him into the restaurant.

The man was burly and strong, with gloves on his hands, and his walking posture was exactly the same as Lu Guosheng, who was photographed at the Bell and Drum Tower that night.

He probably knew that there were cameras around. Even if he knew whose territory Long Yuncheng belonged to, he still lowered his head cautiously, and the camera had never been able to capture his face.

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't have a straight face. You can ask a technician to compare his height, weight, posture and habitual movements, which can also be used as evidence that this is Lu Guosheng." Xiao Haiyang was excited, and his speech speed increased again, " Wei Wenchuan had been in contact with the murderer a long time ago, and even brought the murderer to recognize the target's face, this time they can't deny it, they can be detained!"

"Wait," Luo Wenzhou held him down, "don't worry, save this part for now, wait until we catch Lu Guosheng alive. It's not over to catch one Wei Wenchuan."

There are "eyes" in the city bureau. Once they are rough and startled, Wei Zhanhong and his son are likely to become a shield like Zheng Kaifeng. The most important thing is to find their dens.

Xiao Haiyang thought of the wiretap stuck in Tao Ran's bag, his expression froze, and he stopped talking.

"Wait to see where he leaves."

After Lu Guosheng followed Wei Wenchuan in, he came out in less than five minutes. As expected, he recognized his face and left. When he was leaving, he took advantage of the absence of the attention of the service staff, and walked quickly to the staff passage at the back. Zhang card, swiped the passage door and left.

The staff passage is different from the ordinary guest passage. It opens a small door at the back of the building. The girl who copied the surveillance records did her job properly and did not miss this exit. Three minutes later, Lu Guosheng appeared in the camera range of the back door. Lowered the brim of the hat and put on a mask, almost fully armed.

Suddenly, Lu Guosheng raised his head and glanced in the direction of the camera. After thinking for a moment, he made a phone call. At the small intersection at the corner, a black car that had already appeared turned back to the corner of the surveillance camera.

Lu Guosheng strode over, and then the car flashed by on the camera, only an ordinary black Buick commercial car without a license plate was photographed.

Several people who were staring at the video with bated breath simultaneously let out a sigh of relief.

Luo Wenzhou bit out all the shredded tobacco, and Tao Ran wiped his face vigorously: "This kid Lu Guosheng is too cautious."

"Understandable," Fei Du still didn't look up, "Hiding in hiding for fifteen years is a persecution paranoia that people tend to be a little too cautious about."

"The question is what to do now?" Tao Ran frowned and thought for a while, "It's been almost two months. Even if you visit the locals in a blanket manner, the chances of finding witnesses are not high."

Luo Wenzhou frowned and bit the shredded tobacco. After being silent for a while, he suddenly asked, "Xiao Haiyang, what are you looking at?"

"Is this lens high-definition?" Xiao Haiyang suddenly pointed to the corner of the screen and asked, "This has a convex reflector."

The author has something to say: See Chapter 33 for Wang Xiujuan's qíng festival =w=