Chapter 148 Edmund Dantes (19)

Xiao Haiyang hesitated for a moment: "I haven't found this yet."

"I have some clues." Luo Wenzhou suddenly said, "That's why I called you all here."

"When I was investigating Wang Hongliang, I went to Hongfu Grand View to rescue Chen Zhen, and met a fake front desk clerk; then, in the case of Yufen Middle School, Feng Bin was killed in the Bell and Drum Tower, and Fei Du and I walked along the two children. I've checked the way..."

"Ah?" Lang Qiao keenly captured the key information, "You two go to qíng... Where, investigate, investigate the case?"

After she finished speaking, the surroundings were silent—Xiao Haiyang didn’t know what she was talking about. Fei Du held his head and looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile. He smiled like a big monster waiting for an opportunity to drink people’s souls. Joe didn't dare to look at him, and silently looked away.

Luo Wenzhou was much more "kind" than him. He just took out a very old portfolio and swiped Lang Dayan's forehead skillfully: "You are smart!"

Lang Qiao: "...Father, I'm stupid!"

Luo Wenzhou rolled her eyes at her and flattened the old file bag that was about to unravel: "We met an impostor and fake patrolman at the place where Feng Bin's accident happened; when we were chasing Lu Guosheng, the surveillance of Long Yuncheng was replaced. However, the security guard 'Wang Jian' disappeared after the incident - a fake security guard; Wang Xiao was re-investigated later. We reviewed the surveillance records of Yufen Middle School on November 6 and found that several female classmates mentioned in Wang Xiao's testimony did not. Back at school, it was actually a cleaner who followed her into the bathroom."

"Fake cleaner." Luo Wenzhou paused, "Adding this one, fake Zhao Yulong, have you heard the law and the modus operandi?"

"They're all small people, and their identities are either lonely outsiders or temporary workers. They're all industries with a lot of mobility, and it's not difficult to disguise." Xiao Haiyang immediately recalled it and continued, "And There seems to be a prototype, for example, there is really a Zhao Yulong, whose origin, name, age, and even some work experience are correct, so if someone goes to investigate, as long as it is not a thorough investigation, it is not easy to find out the flaws!"

"You still missed one," Fei Du said in a very soft voice, "before Dong Gan killed Zhou Junmao, the fake courier he had been in contact with was also not found. Without considering the motive, I think that case is included in that case. This category is more appropriate."

"Waiters, patrolmen, security guards, cleaners, couriers..." Lang Qiao shuddered, and found that he couldn't think too much about such things, and he could easily be persecuted and paranoid - waiters can do anything with food and drinks , Patrolmen and security guards are almost all symbols of safety, cleaners are like invisible people in any environment, and there is no doubt about where they go in and out, and couriers can knock on countless unsuspecting doors.

Paradoxically, these service industries that are endowed with extra trust are sometimes the ones with the most turnover, the most frequent replacements, and the least strict review of entry and exit.

"Instead of a fake identity, it can lurk for a long time for a certain period of time. This is most likely the same gang." Luo Wenzhou took out a photo from the file bag. "But luckily, we found one of the 'thread heads'."

"This woman's name is Zhu Feng, the fake cleaner who sneaked into Wang Xiao's school. She can confirm the identity of this person because she has a criminal record. Fourteen years ago, Zhu Feng's new husband was killed, and the murderer was later judged to have a criminal record. An incapacitated person with mental retardation is exempt from criminal punishment, but Zhu Feng refused to accept it afterwards. He once infiltrated the mental hospital with the intention of committing murder and revenge, but he failed. This case was later included in the first picture album project." Luo Wenzhou paused. He took out seven thin files from the portfolio and handed them to everyone to read, "You may not know that there was an accident in the first album project."

Lang Qiao: "What's the accident?"

"The first album project seems to have included several unsolved cases that failed to catch the suspect due to various reasons. The ones in your hands are all old cases, some are technical limitations, and some are due to the passage of time and insufficient evidence... There are various reasons. In short, the suspects did not pay the price they deserved. In addition, the mental illness was exempted from criminal punishment. There are seven cases in total. Those who violate the regulations must be kept strictly confidential and do not leave this room-and these unclosed cases, after being included in the picture album project, the most suspected people in each case, but who could not be arrested due to insufficient evidence, have died mysteriously one after another."

"The cause of death is also very subtle," Fei Du glanced at the old file, "For example, in this mentally ill murder case, the murderer who was imprisoned in the mentally ill hospital has a very similar cause of death to the deceased he killed before he was admitted to the hospital. Different types of knives stabbed the chest and abdomen many times, and the wound distribution of the two people is almost the same. On the day that this mental illness was killed, the hospital where he was staying had a sudden power outage, some monitoring failures, and some people unconsciously fell unconscious. After the nurse on duty, he picked the door lock—and the murder weapon that stabbed him, the bloody suit, was finally found in the next ward, and the fingerprints of the patient in the next ward were found on the murder weapon... But the man was so crazy that he could hardly talk to others. Nothing can be asked, even if he really killed it, it can only be left behind."

"One mental illness killed someone, and then another mental illness killed someone?" Tao Ran said on the phone, "What is this? Karma?"

"One incident is karma. There are so many incidents in succession. I'm afraid this 'retribution' is not pure natural." Fei Du smiled, but for some reason, his smile disappeared immediately, and his eyes were a little heavy - with Some way of secretly collecting the victims of the evil incident, arranging them like chess pieces, and weaving a net with inconspicuous little people... If it wasn't for him being born more than ten years late, Fei Du would almost suspect that it was his own gān Yes, he couldn't help but tilted his head and coughed a few times.

"Have you stopped talking?" Luo Wenzhou frowned, and pushed a glass of warm water in front of him. "Chat again and I'll glue your mouth."

"The previous album project was stopped because of this?" Lang Qiao asked, "Then who killed these people?"

"The person in charge of the album project at that time was a senior professor from Yan Gong University named 'Fan Siyuan'. I checked, Lao Yang, Lu Ju, Gu Zhao - these have studied or advanced at Yan Gong University. Yes, all of them were his students, and then this person disappeared, and it took two or three years before the file status was changed to 'dead'."

When Xiao Haiyang heard the words "Gu Zhao", his brain was short-circuited halfway, and he asked with a frown, "What do you mean?"

"Meaning, this Fan Siyuan is likely to have disappeared first, and then 'died' after a few years of disappearance." Luo Wenzhou said word by word, "It is very likely that it is only a 'death' in the legal sense."

Xiao Haiyang suddenly raised his head.

"But why? What's the motive?" Lang Qiao said, "Boss, let me use your catchphrase—what's the basis?"

"I'm afraid you won't know the motive until you catch someone. The basis is for you to find it, or else I'll call you all here for what?" Luo Wenzhou spread his hands, it's good to be the boss, he can treat others with strictness and treat himself leniently. , when he asked others for evidence, he stretched out his hand, and when others asked him for evidence, he instructed his younger brothers to check it out, "I'll give you the theory, comrades, it's up to you to verify the theory!"

Lang Qiao: "..."

"These seven unsolved cases must be investigated and traced one by one, and the close relatives of the victims and anyone with close relations before their lives were discovered. None of them should be spared. If this series of 'fakes' are real They are all implicated in the old case, and the identity of the person behind it is self-evident—Xiao Haiyang, what happened to you?”

Xiao Haiyang's chest heaved violently, and raised his straight eyes: "Captain Luo, since this Fan Siyuan is trusted by so many people, is it possible... Is it possible that he was also a person who knew him fourteen years ago? Gu When my uncle suspects that there are ghosts in the city bureau, and he can’t tell who is suspected, will he seek other help? For example, his own teacher? Is it possible that the person who betrayed Uncle Gu is not at the city bureau at all?”

Luo Wenzhou was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, the phone suddenly rang. He gestured to Xiao Haiyang to pick up the phone: "Hmm... um? What, today? Well, I got it, thank you."

When everyone looked at him, Luo Wenzhou put down the phone: "The investigation team has decided to put an end to the investigation of Bureau Lu."

Lang Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then became overjoyed: "Officer Lu is cleared of suspicion!"

"No, it's only temporary," Luo Wenzhou said quickly, "the investigation is still going on, and he can't leave the city during this time—so, you go to investigate first, don't run around when Fei Du is sick, and do a summary of the information at home. Go see Bureau Lu, and inquire with him about the 'picture album' by the way."

The investigator politely invited Lu Youliang to the door, and sent a car to see him: "Department Lu, are you going back to the unit or going home? The Municipal Bureau does have a lot of work to preside now."

Bureau Lu paused slightly and suddenly said, "Can I see Lao Zhang?"

The investigator was stunned for a moment, and said very politely: "I'm afraid..."

"Of course not in private, you can send someone to watch it." Lu Youliang said, "I have worked together with Lao Zhang for many years, and I don't want to believe that there is anything wrong with him, both emotionally and intellectually, let's talk about it. A few words, maybe you can think of something missing - why don't you ask your superiors first?"

The investigator gave him a deep look, picked up the phone and walked aside.

An hour later, Zhang Chūnjiu and Lu Youliang were led into a simple small reception room. The two looked at each other, each with a wry smile that seemed like a lifetime away - Zhang Chunjiu looked thinner, and Lu Youliang's white hair on his temples was thinner than before. It's been more than half of the day, and it can be seen that they have been tossed a lot.

"It's because I didn't take care of the stall you left behind. It's only been less than a year since I made so many things, and it's implicated my brother." Lu Youliang said.

Zhang chūn raised a hand at him for a long time, and interrupted his voice a little eagerly: "Old Lu, it wasn't me back then."

Lu Youliang didn't expect that he would skip the chat and go straight to the topic. He couldn't help but look at the investigator who was listening on the side. The investigator silently pressed the recorder.

"I know it's not you," Lu Youliang sighed and said, "We brothers have known each other for so many years."

"I didn't know about Gu Zhao's private investigation of the Louvre back then. He must have picked the person he trusted the most," Zhang chūn lowered his voice for a long time, "You know who he trusted the most!"

Lu Youliang was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses: "You mean..."

"Listen to me, I have been cooperating with the investigation these days. They have checked all my work arrangements in recent years. One of them asked me why I applied for the 'picture album project' for the second time," Zhang chūnjiu said. Quickly said, "I was stunned at the time. I said, 'What picture album plan?' They showed me the report I made Lao Lu, I did make a report, you know I always wanted to improve it. For our internal electronic file management, in addition to the intelligent field system, I also want to classify the files into categories, add the results of theoretical research, and use them as a reference for future case handling. I only mentioned these in the report. Said it was called 'The Picture Book Project'!"

Lu Youliang opened his eyes wide and subconsciously squeezed his hand in his coat pocket.

"This project was approved after I left office," Zhang chūn said for a long time. "Lao Lu, who named it 'Painting Album'? Why is it called this?"

Lu Youliang opened his mouth, and after a while, he said with difficulty, "If it wasn't you, then it was Yan... Duke Yan's side."

"Is Fan Siyuan really dead?" Zhang chūn said word by word for a long time, "Who wants to resurrect this 'ghost'? Who wants to frame me—us? Who hides in the team and secretly spreads the news? Lao Lu, let The children under you go to investigate and find out this person to return my innocence!"

Lu Youliang got into the car almost in a hurry. He knew that the driver was sending him off in name, but he was still watching him secretly. However, just a few words from Zhang chūn just kept lingering in his ears—you know he trusts him the most. Who is the man!

Who is the person Gu Zhao trusts the most?

When Gu Zhao was studying at Duke Yan University, he really had a good relationship with his mentor Fan Siyuan. At that time, he felt that there were ghosts in the city bureau and no one was safe, so did he choose a mentor?

Or...is that the person he trusts the most?

The city bureau would not arrange fixed partners for the criminal police, but when they were actually working, everyone had people who were used to acting together, such as the current Luo Wenzhou and Tao Ran—the old Gu Zhao and Yang Zhengfeng.

When Lu Guosheng's fingerprints were discovered for the first time, Yang Zhengfeng happened to be absent, so what happened later? If Gu Zhao suspected that someone around him was leaking secrets, wouldn't Yang Zhengfeng, who was absent at the time, just be able to clear the suspicion by staying out of the way? He and Gu Zhao have a main team and a sub-team. They have always gathered the most and have the best run-in in their work...

If Yang Zhengfeng hadn't sacrificed three years ago, then if Gu Zhao's case was reopened at this time, the focus of suspicion would definitely be on him.

"Officer Lu, it's your home."

Lu Youliang jolted, came back to his senses, and smiled reluctantly at the driver. When he got off the car, he almost stumbled over a curb. His back was covered in cold sweat, and he walked upstairs quickly, and took out a book that had already been in the dark compartment of the bookcase. Dead wiretap.

Lu Youliang stared at the bug for a long time, put it in his pocket, and went out and said to the worried lady, "I'm going to the hospital."

After speaking, he ignored his wife's repeated inquiries and strode away from the house.

In the No. 2 hospital, Tao Ran had finished the telephone conference with the explosion of information. Before he could sort out what he had just heard, a visitor came to the ward—the detective Xiao Wu, who followed him to investigate Yin Ping that day. He came with large and small bags of fruit and nutritional supplements, filling the windowsill of the ward.

"What are you doing?" Tao Ran said quickly, "The bonus hasn't been paid yet, so the days are over? Did you buy something for your parents on the chūn festival? Take the things back, just to honor the old man."

Xiao Wu rubbed his hands and sat down beside him: "Second Captain Tao, let me honor you first, I would have been behind you that day, if it weren't for my slow reaction... I... my... I also brought some money to Kong Weichen's family - not much, I'm also tight on money, I just feel like this, and I feel better."

Tao Ran looked at his expression, and felt that this little junior brother was very haggard, the dark circles under his eyes were about to fall to his chin, and he said restlessly, "Xiao Wu, what's the matter with you?"

"Brother," Xiao Wu murmured for a long time before opening his mouth with difficulty, "I have something, I... I don't know what to say... I'm really fucking..."

Tao Ran asked suspiciously, "What?"

Xiao Wu's eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to be ready to cry. He looked up at the bandages that Tao Ran was wearing, then bent down and buried his face in his palms: "The other day we went to catch Yin Ping, but we haven't finished coordinating yet. , the people who killed the mouth have already come, and they all say who Kong Weichen called... I don't know what the specific situation is. I heard from the old Kong family that someone went to his house to investigate several times, maybe even ' The martyrs' all..."

Tao Ran frowned at him.

"Actually...it's not him."

"Xiao Wu," Tao Ran said in a deep voice, "what do you mean?"

Xiao Wu slowly took out a small evidence bag from his pocket. Inside was a button-sized wiretap. Tao Ran's pupils shrank suddenly.

"I found it in my bag," Xiao Wu said in a hoarse voice, "the day before yesterday, my sister's child asked me for the New Year's money, and they flipped through my bag. I don't know who to talk to, I really don't know, brother, it's all up to me... it's all up to me!"

Tao Ran's eyes fell on the miniature bug—it was exactly the same as the one Luo Wenzhou checked in his bag at the time, something vaguely flashed in his mind: "Okay, what's the use of crying? Where have you been all this time? Who have you been in contact with?"

Xiao Wu looked at him blankly: "I...I didn't go anywhere, I worked overtime all the time, just two points and one line between home and work..."

No, it couldn’t have been placed in the city bureau. After they found the eavesdropping device on their body, they screened the insiders overtly and secretly for an unknown number of rounds—Tao Ran thought quickly, and why didn’t they put it on Luo Wenzhou? Luo Wenzhou's authority was much greater, and the information was much more complete. Could it be that the eavesdropper thought that Luo Wenzhou was more alert than the one they were, and that it was not easy to eavesdrop on him?

"Besides the work unit, where have you been?" Tao Ran supported his hemiplegia and was about to get off the bed. "Xiao Wu, think about it and then talk about it."

"Really not... In the days before I investigated Yin Ping, I really..." Xiao Wu frowned tightly, "Except for picking up my nephew from the kindergarten and going to the hospital to see my wife... My girlfriend doesn't have time to answer, I... Vice-team Tao!"

Tao Ran grabbed him with one hand.