Chapter 138 Edmund Dantes (9)

"Hou Shufen, female, fifty-three years old, Han nationality - what is your relationship with Yin Ping?"

"He...he's my old man."

"Oh, you and Yin Ping are husband and wife, so do you know Yin Ping's eldest brother Yin Chao?"

The woman nodded silently.

"Do you know that Yin Chao may be dead, and that the murderer may be your husband Yin Ping?"

The woman raised her head terrifiedly and looked at the detective who was questioning her. Her eyes were clouded and confused by the slack eyelids, but she was not shocked.

The policeman stared at her and repeated the question again, raising his voice slightly: "Hou Shufen, what about you?"

The woman twisted her hands together, scratched the frostbite on her hands intentionally or unintentionally, and murmured, "He didn't tell me anything."

"I didn't ask you, he didn't say it," the detective who asked the question had seen everyone, and heard the meaning of avoiding the important in her words, "I will ask you if you know that your husband may have killed someone. After you think about it, this is the Public Security Bureau."

The woman tremblingly avoided the policeman's gaze, stared down at the cloth shoes she had rubbed against a piece of soil, and swayed left and right for a moment as if unable to sit still: "...for a while, he especially liked to have nightmares, and was caught in the middle of the night, always Yelling, shouting nonsense..."

"Shout what?"

"Shouting 'don't pester me', 'Yin Chao, your soul is still alive' and so on. Our family used to live in a bungalow, and we had a small courtyard of our own circle, and there were two large locust trees at the entrance of the courtyard, and they were almost mature. , he seems to be sick, he has to cut it down, it doesn't count, and he has someone to dig up the roots, the wood, three melons and two dates are sold, no one can persuade him... He said that those two trees are not auspicious, they will Defeat him, and then I felt something was wrong."

The policeman asked in disbelief: "You just don't feel right?"

The woman tapped her chin on her chest, revealing only a swirl of hair, her hair was sparse, her scalp was pale, and there was an ugly patch of dandruff on her hair. After a long silence, she repeated vaguely: "He has nothing. told me."

On the bench in the hospital corridor, Luo Wenzhou read the transcript of the interview with Yin Ping's wife, and closed the laptop on his lap without expression: "He didn't tell me anything, so I'm not an accomplice. I have no responsibility either, I just close my eyes, block my ears, think about nothing, and live my life in earnest. The person who sleeps with me is a murderer? What is love? As long as he is not caught, It doesn't matter as long as he can still go to work and earn wages and live as usual."

How plain and stupid.

Standing next to him, Lang Qiao bent down and said in a low voice, "There were just a few big locust trees in the area where Yin Ping was flying at that time. We have checked them one by one, and found a man under one of the trees. The corpse, the forensic doctor at the scene took a cursory look and believed that the deceased was a male, about forty years old, about 1.75 meters tall, and had been hit on the head with blunt instruments many times before and after birth. The specific situation will have to wait for the detailed information of the forensic doctor. , but from the current information, we all think that most of the dead people buried under the tree are Yin Chao."

The skeleton buried under the roots of the tree finally resurfaced as the old case surfaced.

Lang Qiao glanced at the low door of the ward, and suddenly lowered his voice and said to Luo Wenzhou, "Boss, Bureau Lu... and several other deputy bureaus have not come to work for several days, and there are a lot of materials to be approved by the end of the year. There is only Director Zeng left, and I don't know what to do now, I..."

Luo Wenzhou interrupted her gently: "I asked you to check the surveillance system in the city bureau. Have you checked?"

"I was about to tell you," Lang Qiao whispered, "I broke the 203 camera by cleaning it up. When I applied for repairs, there were two people I didn't know next to the director. The director asked me what to do. I didn't want to stay. When I was at the door, I looked back and saw that the maintenance worker had said a few words to the two people who didn't know each other. The whole atmosphere was not right... Now the whole city bureau is undergoing a major overhaul... "

It seems that there is not only a problem, but a big problem.

Luo Wenzhou looked up at her.

Lang Qiao's palms were sweaty, and he wiped lightly on the corner of his clothes: "Boss, what's the matter with Lu Bureau and the others? It's not because I'm too reckless, right?"

"It has nothing to do with you," Luo Wenzhou shook his head. "Tell me about your judgment."

"There are all maintenance records. Except for the sudden situation the year before, the rest are basically the manufacturers who come over for routine maintenance... The equipment is purchased according to the procedures. I can't check the procedures for no reason. I sneaked in and rummaged through it. There was no problem with the bidding procedures, and the relevant meeting minutes and documents were complete. The manufacturer is a serious manufacturer, not just the city bureau." Lang Qiao said quickly, "There is no problem in the big picture, just the problem. It can only be found in the sudden xing maintenance the year before last - I also checked it. At that time, the maintenance worker's certificate was registered, with the job number and name, but when I went to the factory to ask, they said that this person resigned not long ago. ."

Lang Qiao's throat tightened a little: "The resignation date happens to be the day we caught Lu Guosheng. I went to look for it near his registered address. The house has been rented to someone else for two years, and the address is fake."

When Lang Qiao was questioning the students at 203 that day, the content leaked, Wei Zhanhong immediately received the news, and then Wei Zhanhong was brought under control.

"Don't look for it, I guess you won't be able to find it." Luo Wenzhou said, "Is there any problem with the repair application procedure? Is there anyone who shouldn't have asked?"

"It's unlikely," Lang Qiao said. "The reason I reported it for repairs was because when I was using 203 to try the boss of the robbery gang, my colleagues in the monitoring room found that the camera suddenly didn't work, and many people reported it together."

Luo Wenzhou rubbed his brows.

"Boss, we have been very calm before, but since Bureau Zhang took Wang Hongliang's hang and was transferred away, we have had incidents one after another. First, on the day when Zheng Kaifeng was killed, he knew the news in advance and fled, and this time... "Lang Qiao's voice became lower and lower, and in the end he was almost lip-syncing, "...They all said it was Bureau Lu."

Before Luo Wenzhou could answer, Lang Qiao put his hands on his knees, took a deep breath, and said in a trill, "It can't be Bureau Lu."

Luo Wenzhou: "Little Joe..."

"It can't be Lu Bureau, really, you believe me - when I was in elementary school, there was a group of drug addicts partying in the small park next to the school. , also slashed the security guard, the school locked the teaching building in an emergency, but our class happened to be having a physical education class outside... The teacher took us to run indoors, many people were scared to cry, those madmen shouted, like an animation The strange shòu played in the film, the police came soon, I remember it clearly, but it was Lu Ju who led the team. He had a scar on his forehead, but he didn't look scary at all, and he quickly arrested all the bad guys. Now, I sneaked out and followed them, trying to give him a bottle of juice. But he seemed to have misunderstood, took it over and unscrewed the lid for me, gave it back to me, and whispered, 'You hurry back now, I won't tell the teacher '...Because of this incident, there were thirty-six people in our class, four of whom entered the public security system later, and six in related industries. One-third of them were like me, chasing in his footsteps. ...it can't be him."

"Will they wrong him?" Lang Qiao's eyes widened, his eyelashes moved lightly, and tears fell first, "Officer Gu was also wronged, in case..."

Luo Wenzhou quietly swallowed the words "people can change", then got up and slapped the laptop into Lang Qiao's arms: "Nothing in case, what do you want to eat? You're still the one who can't screw up a bottle of drinks Is it a primary school student?"

Lang Qiao grabbed the computer subconsciously and looked at him in astonishment.

"You are in the city bureau, you have the qualification to wear a uniform, you can apply for a gun, you can carry handcuffs and a baton with you, so if you want to know anything, you can check it yourself, and if you think someone is wronged, go and arrest someone who is not wronged. Come out—I see that you were quite agile when you cut Wei Zhanhong in the men’s toilet, why are you going back longer and longer now?”

Lang Qiao was stunned.

Luo Wenzhou glared at her with a stern face: "Gān live, there will be no holiday this year."

Lang Qiao had long forgotten that pulling on the skin would cause wrinkles, and rubbed his eyes heavily with his sleeve: "Yes!"

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the other end of the corridor. It was Fei Du's unique footsteps, always stepping on a certain rhythm. a few steps.

Unfortunately, this time he didn't bring any good news.

Fei Du first glanced at Tao Ran's ward. Tao Ran was still asleep like a mummy. Chang Ning, who had heard the news, was guarding the sick room. She was probably a little tired. Fei Du put a coat over her, put a cup of hot tea by her hand, and quietly closed the door of the ward and exited: "Yin Ping's surgery results are not optimistic."

Luo Wenzhou: "What do you mean?"

"Yin Ping murdered his brother. He has not had a good time in these years. He suffers from insomnia for a long time and has a habit of drinking too much. His income is limited, and all he drinks is cheap stuff that doesn't know what to do with water. His heart, liver, and kidney are different. With a severe degree of chronic disease, the risk of blood clots is also very high. Even if there is no car accident this time, maybe one day I will fall ill and die." Fei Du said quickly, "The doctor said that although the operation is completed, when will people be able to wake up? I don’t know, there will definitely be sequelae when I wake up, if I’m optimistic, maybe it’s hemiplegia, I can’t speak clearly, and maybe I won’t be able to return to normal cognitive level if I’m too weak.”

Lang Qiao: "What?"

Luo Wenzhou sighed heavily: "It's just stupid."

"Why can he be stupid!" Lang Qiao exploded when he heard it, and immediately realized that his voice was too loud, and quickly lowered his voice, "If he is stupid, I'll patch it up on his head to make him brittle. Go over there and apologize!"

The people in the city bureau were panicked, and there were no leaders. Tao Ran was lying in the hospital, and his colleagues didn't know who to trust... The only witness was unknown.

Simply embattled.

Luo Wenzhou paced a few steps in the depressing corridor, wanting to smile bitterly—since the ancient costume was struck by lightning, he had just filled Lang Qiao with half a bowl of jī soup, and in a blink of an eye, he turned over.

At this time, Xiao Haiyang called.

Luo Wenzhou's finger paused on the screen of the phone before he opened it to answer: "Little glasses, if you don't have any more good news, I'll fire you."