Chapter 166 Edmund Dantes (thirty-seven)

"Zhou Yahou's assistant is a side member of the Zhou family. His Chinese name is 'Zhou Chao'. After Zhou Junmao came to power, this person was arrested and imprisoned for embezzling public funds," Zhou Huaijin said while looking at the map. Man, he tried again and again to escape from prison, and his sentence was continuously extended. I found some clues through the trustee. It is said that this man is still alive and has been in his seventies. After he was released from prison, he went incognito and hid in a small town in C province. Coincidentally, the time when he was released from prison happened to be the year when Zheng Kaifeng gave the fake DNA result to Zhou Junmao, do you think he would..."

Holding an ice cream, Lu Jia looked around thoughtfully, and smiled when he heard the words: "It is very likely that your mother also mistakenly thinks that you are not born to Zhou Junmao, in order to protect you, a mother can do everything, this Zhou Chao. It has never been found, maybe she hid it."

After the speed of life and death in Yancheng, Lu Jia's big head turned vigilantly, and Zhou Huaijin was nervous, and quickly followed around and looked around: "Why, won't someone follow us again?"

Lu Jia narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Did you just find out? I guess you were targeted when you returned to the old house."

Zhou Huaijin: "What?!"

The night before, Lu Jia didn't go back to Zhou's old house with Zhou Huaijin on the grounds of "too many people, don't cause trouble", but sent two bodyguards to accompany him, and the rest went to the pre-booked hotel.

Zhou Huaijin didn't care at the time, because after finally returning to a place he was familiar with, he couldn't help but relax and slept soundly. He never expected that those who wanted to kill him would follow him here.

Zhou Huaijin suddenly turned to look at Lu Jia: "You already knew..."

"Don't worry, they won't touch you yesterday," Lu Jia licked around the ice cream, his tongue seemed to have barbs, and half of the ice cream disappeared in one bite, "They are not as popular as you here. , First of all, you have to figure out who you are going to go to, so that you can take it easy and catch you all."

Zhou Huaijin: "..."

Didn't hear anything to worry about.

Lu Jia licked the ice cream, put his hand on Zhou Huaijin's shoulder, not letting him look around, pushing him forward: "Did you not notice that my people are not here? Come on, you can't trust me, you Still can't believe Mr. Fei?"

The old man who once followed Zhou Yahou lived in a very remote place. It was a dilapidated small yard with no decoration at home. The gate of the courtyard had just been swept, but it was still quite clean. Lu Jiachong followed one of his little brothers with a wink, and several people spread out smartly, and set up an ambush in the backyard.

Zhou Huaijin just walked over and knocked on the door. After a while, a female foreigner answered through the walkie-talkie at the door and asked who it was.

Zhou Huaijin glanced at Lu Jia, Lu Jia nodded, indicating that he was telling the truth. So he cleared his throat and reported Zhou Chao's pseudonym: "Does he live here? My surname is Zhou, the son of his old friend."

There was silence in the room for a while, and a middle-aged woman with a Southeast Asian appearance stuck her head out, looked nervously at their group of uninvited guests, smiled reluctantly and said, "I think you may be talking about living here before. People, we just moved in last month."

Zhou Huaijin frowned, and took out a picture of the old man from his pocket: "Then may I ask the previous resident, have you seen this person?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then took the photo over and over, wondering if she had face blindness or something, she looked at it for a long time, and then hesitantly said, "I'm not very sure..."

At this moment, a loud shout came from the backyard: "Stop!"

The woman's hands trembled, the panic expression on her face could no longer be hidden, and the photo fell to the ground - it turned out that she had been procrastinating!

Lu Jia looked over in a leisurely manner, and saw an old man with gray hair flying over the fence in the backyard, taking advantage of the nanny's attention at the door to attract the attention of uninvited guests, the old man ran away, and at first glance, there was no rheumatic bone disease. Legs and feet are so neat that they can participate in parkour.

Lu Jia stretched his neck and sighed, "Hey, old age will make you stronger!"

It's a pity that Zhou Chao didn't expect the people who came to find him to be prepared. When he saw him appear, the people who were waiting in ambush in the backyard immediately swarmed up and caught the old man who was moving like a rabbit. Lu Jia bent down to pick up the photo that the woman had accidentally dropped. She wanted to say something. She searched her stomach for a while and found that the only foreign languages ​​she had learned in school were "thank you", "goodbye" and "good morning". He closed his mouth, revealing an inscrutable smile.

This scene was filmed.

Not far behind Lu Jia and the others, in an inconspicuous white business car, a fully armed man put down his binoculars, adjusted the angle of his sniper rifle, and at the same time put Zhou Huaijin, Lu Jia, and the old man who was being held by a group of people. The photo was sent out, and the employer asked: "Are you sure? We're going to do it."

In Yancheng, China, which is separated by more than ten hours of time difference from the small town in Province C, it is already dark at this time.

Zhang chūn picked up the phone for a long time, listened without saying a word for a moment, suddenly raised his head, and said to Zhang chūnling in a deep voice, "Someone went to Donglai Company to find him."

In order to hide their eyes and ears, after they secretly sent Zhang Donglai's brother and sister away, Zhang chūn found someone to pretend to be Zhang Donglai and haunted the company as usual - there are not many people in the company these days, and there is nothing to do, pretend Zhang Donglai wears a mask and sunglasses, as long as he avoids and is on duty If the employee talks too much, it's not a problem to get in the way, it can create a false impression of business as usual in the "chūn came to the group"...as long as no one goes to him specifically.

Why did the investigation team suddenly seek Zhang Donglai?

Who leaked the rumors?

The two brothers looked at each other for a moment, Zhang chūn opened the curtains for a long time, and looked out, the lights in the city were just coming on, and through the hazy mist, the atmosphere filled with joy, it was a peaceful and peaceful appearance.

Tranquility gave him an ominous premonition.

At this moment, someone knocked gently on the door and said in a deep voice, "Dong Zhang, we have locked Zhou Huaijin. He found an old man named Zhou Chao. He wants to ask you for instructions. Do you want to do it right away?"

Zhang chūnling took the mobile phone from him and saw that the photos sent from the mobile phone were very clear. The old Chinese was looking at Zhou Huaijin with a look of horror. Recognized him: "It's the person next to Zhou Yahou who came to Heng'an."

Zhang chūn grabbed the phone for a long time: "Why is he still alive? What have Zhou Junmao and Zheng Kaifeng been in for so many years?"

"I don't find it strange, Zheng Kaifeng is greedy for money and lustful, and Zhou Junmao is indecisive. The two are as close as brothers, but they are separated from each other, and there is a woman named Zhou Yahou in the middle. Get rid of the root, let them do it." Zhang chūnling said calmly, "It's okay, I don't believe they can have any evidence, and I don't believe what happened 40 years ago, what clues can they dig up, What if Dong Lai is not there? What national law did you violate when sending your son abroad?"

Zhang chūn calmed down for a long time: "Brother, you should avoid it first."

Zhang chūnling was noncommittal: "How about you?"

"My investigation isn't over yet, but I'm not asking myself to leave like this. I'll stay and deal with the follow-up." Zhang chūn said for a long time, "Don't worry, I can get out."

Zhang chūnling gave him a deep look.

"Big brother," Zhang chūn said suddenly without going to the village or the store for a long time, "I remember that it was also winter that year. You hid me...you hid me in the bamboo basket where the coal blocks were placed. It was all ashes. I rubbed it against me. With a black face, looking out from the bamboo basket fèng..."

Zhang chūnling's expression changed and interrupted him: "Okay, what are you talking about?"

Zhang chūn bowed his head for a long time. Fifty years of wind and frost had cast copper skin and iron bones on his body. He turned the clouds and rain, and he was invincible. He took off his coat, draped it on Zhang chūnling's shoulders respectfully, handed him the scarf and said, "Yes, what am I talking about? Brother, be careful along the way."

Zhang chūnling hesitated for a while, took the scarf, and gestured to the man who was following him. Several people followed him and filed out silently.

Lang Qiao's cell phone vibrated, and she glanced down. It was her father who asked her when she would finish her long class and if she had time to visit her parents during the chūn festival. Before she could reply, she saw the old dean take He came out with a bunch of keys and waved to her.

"I'm sorry, teacher," Lang Qiao hurriedly put his personal mobile phone back in his pocket, "this is a big New Year's Eve, please come here in the middle of the night."

According to Zhu Feng's testimony, Lang Qiao found the fourth middle school where Yu Bin, the art teacher who was killed, taught before.

"It's alright, the children went on a trip, and we, the old couple, just thought of it as an activity after dinner." The old director said, "Hey, it's been more than ten years, I didn't expect that someone would come to investigate the case of Mr. Yu that year. It's so miserable, what a good boy, it's sad to mention it - here, here."

As soon as Lang Qiao looked up, he saw "Art Classroom" written on the door.

"In these years, I have been pursuing the rate of admission, and there are additional tests in sports, which is not bad. Music and art classes are basically decorations," the old director said. "At that time, when Teacher Yu was there, there were art students in the school. Later, the policy was changed. , our school is no longer recruiting 'Meite', and the art classroom has become a visit... I'll see if it's the key."

As he said that, the door opened with a "click", and an air of lack of popularity came over him.

The old director turned on the light, pointed to an oil painting of a portrait on the wall, and said, "Look, that's what Teacher Yu drew."

Lang Qiao was stunned for a while, she was a layman, and could not tell whether the painting was good or bad, but she felt that the portrait was very real, and she could see it at a glance, the young girl with a smile like a flower in the painting looked like a The phoenix has the same phoenix eyes and dimples, she is wearing a skirt, and the corners of her eyes are smiling at outsiders, which makes people feel good at first glance.

Below the painting is a label with the title, author and date.

It was Yu Bin who painted it fifteen years ago, and the painting is called "Qíng People in a Dream".

Up to now, the fairy in the painting is still smiling, but the outsider has become a woman full of resentment and hateful face.

"Here," the dean opened a display cabinet and said to Lang Qiao, "Girl, come and have a look—is this what you're looking for?"

Lang Qiao hurried over, and the director showed her a certificate of merit: "Mr. Yu took the students to sketch before the accident. One of the students participated in a competition with the homework at that time and won a prize. The certificate of merit has the author. The instructor's share... It's a pity that something happened to Mr. Yu shortly after he came back, and he didn't have time to see this certificate. At that time, Mr. Yu's lover was not very good, and he was sad when he saw his things, and this thing was left in the school ."

Lang Qiao took it over, and attached to the certificate was a photocopy of the award-winning work. It was a very beautiful seaside scenery. Inside the certificate was a slip of paper, which fell out as soon as it was opened.

"This is written by a student. He feels very good to Teacher Yu."

Lang Qiao put on gloves and carefully unfolded the note, only to see that it read: "Facing the sea, chūn warm flowers bloom, commemorating the last trip to the sea with Teacher Yu."

Yu Bin had been to Binhai before his death!

Lang Qiao's pupils shrank slightly: "Teacher, can you help me contact this student?"