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    Chapter 144 Edmund Dantès (15)

    "Officer Zhang really has a lot of money. How much does it cost you to live in that community? I heard that if you don't have 100 million assets, you won't be allowed to go in to see the house?"

    "That room belongs to my eldest brother. This year, I have been transferred to work. The place where I work is a little farther. It happens that my eldest brother is getting older and plans to move to a quieter place. The residence in the city will be temporarily given to me for two years. Anyway, I'm about to retire too."

    "Big brother? Feeling so good between brothers?"

    "My eldest brother is ten years older than me. He almost brought me up. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is like my father. I really don't know much about him. He went to sea early, and he has accumulated some wealth in business... Ashamed, This matter is my ill-conceived, just for convenience, which may have caused some bad influence - but I can guarantee that my eldest brother's business over the years has nothing to do with my work rights and responsibilities, and I have never used myself. His position has made any convenience for him. If the organization thinks that my private life is too extravagant and it is a violation of discipline, I will also accept it and reflect on moving back to my home as soon as possible... But other than that, I have a clear conscience."

    The investigator smiled: "Okay, let's check on this - do you know why you were invited here?"

    "There are numbers."

    "Then what do you want to say?"

    Zhang chūn sat on the chair for a long time, still thin, the thinness of a middle-aged man has a sense of sternness, his brows are quite deep, and over time, a cold fold is pressed out. No matter what, this stern face is hard to be associated with the angry, cheerful and good-natured big brother in the memories of Lu Bureau and the others, which makes people unable to help but wonder - Twenty years of light, right? Have people changed that much?

    What has changed him?

    "I couldn't get in touch with Lao Lu on the phone these two days, so I thought it was wrong, so I tried to call a few other old friends, but found it was not easy to connect, even Lao Pan, who had already gone to school, was the same as me. Think, it's my turn." Zhang chūn took a long sip from the teacup, his expression unchanged, "I don't know what to replace, you can ask."

    "Then we're welcome," the investigator smiled with a smile, "Listen to this, after you've been transferred, do you still keep in touch with your old colleagues?"

    "Not very often, but this period is quite special. One is that Gu Zhao's case needs to be re-investigated, and the other is Lao Yang's wife, his widow, who is sick and hospitalized. Our old buddies make more frequent calls."

    "Oh, the Gu Zhao case," the investigator pushed his glasses and automatically ignored the other sentence, "Do you still remember the details? It was fourteen years ago."

    Zhang chūn was silent for a while: "Gu Zhao... Gu Zhao's case is a thorn in our hearts, no one believed it back then, but the evidence is so solid that we can't help but believe it, if I tell the truth, I don't believe Gu Zhao can do it. When something like that happened, I talked to the old leaders many times in private, but I didn't dare to say it - the brothers were depressed, and the leaders were in a dilemma. At that time, there were old people and young people."

    When he said this, there was a look on his face between exhaustion and anger: "It's difficult... I didn't expect that after so many years, there would be a day to re-investigate, if Lao Yang knew..."

    The investigator interrupted him without a trace: "Officer Zhang, if Gu Zhao didn't ask for bribes and commit murder, who do you think is to blame for his injustice for more than ten years?"

    "It's not convenient for me to discuss the merits and demerits of my elders behind their backs, but the informants around Gu Zhao collectively gave false testimony, and the other party knew his movements well... It means that someone on our side is likely to leak secrets and frame him..." Zhang chūn for a long time The frown deepened, he pondered for a long time, and he said, "I don't know who it is, and I don't want to doubt anyone, you can doubt me as you like-but if you ask me to say that some of those brothers may have betrayed me back then. , just like making me believe that Gu Zhao murdered and asked for bribes for real, no."

    The investigator was not touched by "brothers", and he took out the main topic with a heart: "Zhang Bureau, do you remember that there was an informant with the code name 'Old Cinder' and his real name Yin Chao?

    Zhang chūn nodded for a long time: "Well, is it the one who took Gu Zhao to the Louvre? I remember very clearly that this person disappeared not long after the incident happened back then. I always felt that something was wrong with him. A few years ago, I A little brother happened to be transferred to Nanwan to work. I know that Yin Chao has relatives there, and I asked that brother to help me keep an eye on it. If Yin Chao goes home to visit relatives, he will be detained immediately."

    The investigator sat up slightly and asked, "What's your little brother's name?"

    "Kong Weichen."

    "When Kong Weichen led a few police officers from the city bureau to investigate Yin Ping, he called you once, what did he say?"

    "I said that Yin Ping faked Yin Chao's signature to cheat the demolition funds. They were going to investigate. They also said that there was news about Yin Chao after the incident. They must notify me, but I can't contact him after that." Zhang chūn seemed to realize it for a long time. There was something wrong, "What? What happened to Kong Weichen?"

    "We have basis to believe that the 'old cinder' who entered the Louvre with Gu Zhao was actually Yin Ping, and we believed that he had important evidence of Gu Zhao's case back then, but when we went to find him, Yin Ping absconded in fear of the crime. Well, during the pursuit, the whereabouts of the criminal investigation team were leaked, and two pickup trucks loaded with inflammable and explosive materials suddenly rushed out, trying to silence-"

    Zhang chūnjiu: "What!"

    Seeing that, the investigator suddenly suppressed the warm smile on his face: "The other party's silence is faster than the police, we have reason to suspect that they got the news before the detective Tao Ran reported to his superiors, and the police at the scene at the time Of the few people who know it, only Kong Weichen has contacted the outside world, and the contact person is you. Bureau Zhang, do you want to explain?"

    "You suspect me..." Zhang chūn said here for a long time, then he bit the tip of his tongue, suppressed his anger and anger, and said as calmly as possible, "When Kong Weichen called me, he only said that they were going to Yin Ping's family, did not mention that Yin Ping, Yin Ping is..."

    Zhang chūn recited the name twice for a long time, but in the end he couldn't restrain himself, showing a look of disbelief: "Why did Yin Ping become an old cinder again? When did he pretend to be an impostor, did no one see it back then? Who said it, is there any basis for it?"

    The investigator looked at him blankly for a moment, trying to see something from his face: "Ju Zhang, do you really not know? Do you know this person?"

    As he spoke, he pulled out a photo and pressed it in front of Zhang chūnjiu.

    Zhang chūn seemed to be still immersed in the bizarre news he heard just now, and quickly glanced down: "I don't know."

    "Don't know? Take a closer look." The investigator leaned forward. "Yin Ping suffered a cerebral hemorrhage due to the collision and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. He has not been out of danger yet. Just yesterday afternoon, this person pretended to be a nurse and sneaked into Yin Ping. Ping's ward, once again attempted to kill and silenced, but was caught by us - this murderer admits that you instructed him to be so rude."

    Zhang chūn was dumbfounded for a long time, and after a while, he stretched out a finger to himself as if to laugh at himself: "Me?"

    "We found 500,000 cash in this killer's residence, which is the money to buy Yin Ping's life."

    Zhang chūn's eyes suddenly narrowed: "How much?"

    "Five hundred thousand."

    An indescribable look suddenly flashed across Zhang Chunjiu's face. After a while, he let out a wry smile and let out a long sigh of relief. His upright sitting posture collapsed, and he leaned heavily on the back of the chair: "I searched under Gu Zhaochuáng back then. The physical evidence presented is 500,000 in cash... It's been fourteen years, why, is it still the same amount?"

    The investigator looked at his expression carefully: "Where were you on the afternoon of the 11th?"

    "I can't remember," Zhang Ju rubbed his eyebrows. He rubbed a third fold on his double eyelids, and the tiredness on his face deepened. "Any hint?"

    "Around two o'clock in the afternoon on the 11th, someone saw you taking a private car to the neighborhood of 'Yangshuli', right?"

    "Yangshuli Community? I don't remember much," Zhang chūn looked puzzled for a long time and recalled for a while, "No. 11... Was it last Monday? I borrowed my family's car that day and went to the vicinity of Liu'an Bridge. , there seem to be several residential areas next to it, but I didn't pay attention to what they were called."

    "Go to what?"

    "I originally went to the Second Hospital to see Lao Yang's family, but I didn't think it would be appropriate to go there without buying anything. I asked the driver to get off the viaduct at Liu'an Bridge. There is a big shopping mall there," said Zhang Chun for a long time. " I threw the receipt away, but the surveillance near the cashier in the mall should still be able to check it out, and I went to the hospital after I bought things, as Lao Yang’s widow Fu Jiahui and daughter Yang Xin can prove it, so you can ask them.”

    The corner of the investigator's eyes twitched a little - the community where the hospital killer was located was called "Yangshuli", and it was indeed near the Liu'an Bridge, but it was very small, and the house was old, with mottled upstairs numbers, and there was not even a hospital outside the community. wall.

    The investigator asked this on purpose, because ordinary people would have difficulty noticing the names of the six-story buildings that can be seen everywhere. If Zhang chūn directly answered "I just passed by", then he would be very suspicious, but...

    Will Zhang chūn be pretending for a long time? Then his heart is too meticulous, and his thoughts are too thoughtful and terrible.

    If they found Zhang Bureau, they would not be under the control of the criminal investigation team. This interview was conducted in secret, and only Luo Wenzhou was specially authorized to come over to observe. The trap, for more than three hours, the questioners and those being questioned were all exhausted. Even Luo Wenzhou, who was listening, couldn't help but lit a cigarette at the door when he came out.

    He pondered for a moment in the smoky flames, before he walked across the street, where an SUV too tall to have no friends was waiting.

    As soon as Luo Wenzhou opened the car door, before he could get into the co-pilot, Xiao Haiyang in the back seat couldn't wait to lean forward: "Captain Luo, I think this matter is suspicious now. Bureau Zhang may have been framed!"

    Luo Wenzhou glanced at him, put his frozen hands on the air conditioner port of the car to warm the air, and said slowly, "A while ago, it was you who pushed Zhang Ju directly to the guillotine, but now it's you who said he was wronged. ...Little glasses, fortunately you are a contemporary commoner, if you were to be born into the imperial family of the feudal society, how many grievances would you have under your command?"

    Xiao Haiyang just ignored what Luo Wenzhou said about him, lowered his head and pulled out a folder from his bag, pointed to the two photos inside and said, "Look, this is the cash found in the killer's house, and the other photo is of Gu at the time. The 500,000 yuan found by my uncle's house, I found from the old sealed archives - large amounts of cash are usually put in stacks of 10,000 for the convenience of counting, and the bank counter will tie a note to it, but from the killer's house. The cash that was found was directly collected together, and it is exactly the same as the physical evidence fourteen years ago!"

    Lang Qiao said from the side, "Yes, I asked the hospital killer, and he said that it was like this when the money was sent.

    Luo Wenzhou took the photo and frowned deeply.

    Xiao Haiyang suddenly did not go to the village or the store and said, "Captain Luo, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

    When he said these words, even Fei Du in the driver's seat turned his head. The six eyes of the three people in the car all fell on Xiao Haiyang, like watching the ancient wonder of the blooming iron tree.

    Xiao Haiyang pushed his glasses nervously, his lips pursed into a line, he didn't know whether it was because he was nervous or uneasy, he seemed to be shaking slightly, opened his mouth and let out a series of pào: "I was wrong, I shouldn't be arbitrary and impulsive, I jumped to a conclusion after grasping a little prima facie evidence, and wronged the martyrs casually, I shouldn't have..."

    Luo Wenzhou interrupted him: "What did you write at this time?"

    Xiao Haiyang blurted out: "Last night."

    After he finished speaking, he immediately realized that he had made a fool of himself, and shut his mouth abruptly. Lang Qiao burst out laughing next to him. Xiao Haiyang squeezed his pants, as if he was about to evaporate from the world.

    "It's not popular for our team to recite the full text of the personal inspection orally. This matter is over, just remember to treat the guests to dinner." Luo Wenzhou thought for a while, and added, "You have to fry it yourself, and it depends on your sincerity. Sincerely."

    Xiao Haiyang's face was blank, as if he wanted to bring his own seasoning, he jumped directly into the steamer.

    "I have listened to Bureau Zhang's confession. Although the evidence is against him, his explanation basically makes sense." Luo Wenzhou became serious. "Either his rank is too high, or he was framed—speaking of which, If he was really that powerful, he shouldn't have left so many flaws in the two failed attempts to assassinate Yin Ping."

    Lang Qiao asked, "So, someone framed him, just like he framed Gu Zhao? Why? Who did he offend?"

    Luo Wenzhou shook his head and motioned for Fei Du to drive home.

    The files of Gu Zhao's case were declassified only after the investigation was restarted recently. Who would know the details of the cash placement? After Zhang Bureau was investigated, the last person related to this case was also invited in. I am afraid that how the investigation team handles it will not be made public, and it is difficult for them to get involved...

    This increasingly complicated old case has reached an impasse.

    At this moment, Fei Du suddenly said, "The first picture album project was launched about a year after Gu Zhao's case. The people in the picture album team have the right to consult the archives does it also include Gu Zhao's case?"

    Luo Wenzhou: "You mean..."

    "That mysterious leader," Fei Du said, "is he really dead?"

    Luo Wenzhou gave him a deep look. Since Lang Qiao and Xiao Haiyang were still there, he just said perfunctorily, "It's been too long. We'll have to wait until Bureau Lu and the others come back to ask."

    However, the doubts in his heart rose vaguely—the picture album project and Gu Zhao’s case, on the surface, seemed to be two things that had nothing to do with each other. Even let go of your business and join the second album project?

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