Chapter 4

This street intersection is only 400 to 500 meters away from the KTV of Wuye Palace. Yan Yan simply found a place, stopped the serious slashing, and then said hello to the traffic police brigade and returned to the place. It took only ten minutes in total. minute.

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Yan stood in front of Jiang Ting and raised his chin, "What about that girlfriend, is it okay for you to come out and run around alone?"

Jiang Ting's expression was still not very good, but that was due to the lack of energy and blood in the bed for a long time. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "The doctor told me to walk around if I have nothing to do. After Yang Mei went out, I went out and walked around by myself."

Yan Yan stretched out his hand to help, but was signaled by Jiang Ting not to use it, so he took it back and lit a cigarette, "Do you mind?"

Jiang Ting asked, "Can you give me one?"

Yan Yan was a little surprised. There are very few men who don't smoke, but for some reason, he subconsciously feels that Jiang Ting is one of them, probably because he was deceived by the elegant and gentle appearance of the other party.

"Thank you," Jiang Ting took the cigarette and lit it, then heaved a long sigh: "Thanks to Police Officer Yan just now, I'm really sorry. The repair fee..."

Yan Yan said: "Come on, I'm a bus! Go back and report a loss and it's over."

Jiang Ting glanced at him from the white mist of cigarettes, which probably meant that he had never expected that the Jianning police car would be so high-end. Yan Yan laughed at him, but did not explain, and said, "It happens that the case is somewhat suspicious. I am going to re-investigate the scene, and I will take you back by the way. What happened just now, standing in the middle of the road motionless, scared stupid. Can't it?"

Jiang Ting hesitated for a moment: "Just now... I was a little confused when I saw the car accident. Maybe there is some post-traumatic stress reaction."

"Yo, then you dare to come out alone."

Jiang Ting said, "You have to learn to walk alone, or you won't be a waste?"

He walked very slowly, and Yan Yan did not rush. The two walked slowly down the sidewalk, and the neon lights of Evernight Palace KYV shone in front of them. Yan Yan pointed at the cigarette butt that was about to burn out, and teased: "You have such an infatuated and rich girlfriend, but it's much better than our dead salary. I'm afraid of becoming a waste."

Jiang Ting shook his head helplessly, and before he could answer, Yan Yan then asked very naturally, "How did you meet?"

Vice-team Yan's cliché is not a cover, so dare to wait here.

"We also came out of the county town to work together in the early years. After working in Gongzhou for a few years, I made some money and went back to my hometown. She came from Gongzhou to Jianning to open this KTV. It is said that she dared to fight better than me. The business is getting better and better, when she asked me to go to Jianning to help me three years ago, I had a car accident on the way."

"How did it come out?"

"I almost died in the rain." Jiang Ting sighed: "I say it's my girlfriend, but I'm not easy to implicate others, right?"

Yan Yan agreed immediately: "That's it. What will you two do in the future, just drag it?"

"It will be divided after a while," Jiang Ting said with a smile, "I can't help much by staying here, let's go back to the county to live."

KTV was temporarily closed due to the scene of the murder, and the door was deserted and closed. The two entered the door while talking, and when they looked up, they saw Yang Mei looking forward to the bar: "Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Ting: "Oh, I..."

Yang Mei's eyes filled with joy almost flew out: "Oh, you scared me, Brother Jiang, where have you been? Why didn't you say hello? How can you walk around alone with so many cars outside?"

Jiang Ting: "..."

"I waited for you for a long time, why didn't I answer the phone? Xiao Zhang, why didn't Xiao Zhang go out with you? What if something happened? Hurry up, sit down, have you eaten so late? What? Come over here, the foreman, go and tell the kitchen to bring the egg custard I made just now!"

Jiang Ting: "..."

Yan Yan raised her eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.

Yang Mei just kept circling around him, Jiang Ting had to deal with it in a hurry, and told what happened to Yan Yan on the road just now. Yang Mei was immediately grateful to Officer Yan, pushing Jiang Ting and urging him to go upstairs to eat, while insisting on making her own to invite Yan Yan to go out to eat.

"No, I'll come and see the scene, and I'll rush back to the city bureau later." Yan Yan smiled and said, "You guys are busy, just ask a waiter to take me to the back kitchen."

Yang Mei immediately put down her bag and shoes: "How can I be so busy? Come here, I'll take you there. After the cordon was set up here yesterday, I asked people to block the kitchen, not to cooperate with the police. Is it? I also ordered the waiters to stop talking nonsense outside, for fear of revealing the secrets of your police handling of the case."

Yan Yan put on shoe covers and gloves: "No, you don't know any secrets anyway."

Yang Mei stood at the door of the back kitchen and smiled.

The heavy makeup makes it impossible to tell her age, but the facial features are all beautiful, and there is even a little perfume sprayed in the delicate curly hair - Yan Yan has never seen a woman dress up so carefully downstairs in her own house, the only one The explanation was that she knew Jiang Ting would come back.

Yan Yan thought it was very interesting.

This woman is very flexible, can speak, and has the tact that has long been involved in the three teachings and nine-class. And her fiancé, who is said to be from a small county town, is not only a migrant worker and is weak, but also bedridden for several years, with almost no labor force.

No matter which aspect they look at, the two are very unsuitable, but when Yang Mei faced him, she naturally looked up.

Yan Yan's eyes fell on the freezer, and he instantly recalled the clip of giving Jiang Ting a cigarette just now - the latter took it, lowered his head slightly, the silhouette of his neck bent into an elegant arc, and lit the cigarette with the lighter in his hand, Breathe out lightly.

That seems to be a very accustomed action to be respected for cigarettes.

Yan Yan opened the door of the freezer and asked casually, "Do you have a good relationship with your boyfriend?"

Yang Mei smiled and acquiesced.

"How did you meet?"

"We worked together from the county town in the early years. After a few years in Gongzhou, he went back to his hometown. Later, I went to Jianning to open this store, and the business was getting bigger and bigger, so I wanted him to help. There was a car accident." Yang Mei sighed with emotion: "Speaking of which, it's my responsibility for him to be like this now!"

Yan Yan also sighed and shook his head, closed the freezer door, and walked through the kitchen to the back door.

"You are..."

"Ah, I'm going to take a look on the road, so I don't need to follow." Yan Yan waved his hand without looking back: "Go ahead and do your own thing."

There are no people in the dirty and narrow back alley. KTV is closed today, which makes it even more deserted. Yesterday, the technical investigator went back and forth to dig three feet in the ground, and even the trash can was turned upside down. Basically, there is no value for re-investigation.

Yan Yan took the phone and dialed a number, and walked out along the way of the deceased in the surveillance video: "Hey, Ma Xiang, have you returned to the team? Go to the intranet and help me check the person."

There was a mess on the phone, it should be the technical detective working overtime. Ma Xiang asked in a loud voice, "Okay - who to check?"

"Lu Chengjiang." Yan Yan said, "It's the one who was in a wheelchair at the scene last night. Check his place of origin, school of graduation, and work experience. If there is any record of opening a house, he will also check it."

"Why, is this person suspicious?"

"I can't see it for the time being, check it first."

The biggest advantage of Ma Xiang is his quickness. Yan Yan walked out of the back alley, patrolled the empty trails back and forth, followed the curbs and searched while walking down. After a while, he just heard the phone call: "Yes - Lu Chengjiang, Origin Information It's consistent with what was recorded last night, a college degree, spent a few years in Gongzhou, and watched the scene with that guy named Yang Mei in a nightclub."

Yan Yan made a move, apparently very surprised, "Are you sure it's the same person?"

"Okay, it's written on the household registration website."

"...What happened after that?" Yan Yan asked.

"Later, that Yang Mei was involved in several cases of crowd gambling and fighting in the nightclub. The specific details have to be checked in Gongzhou's case file. But she was lucky, one case was dismissed for intentional injury, and one case was released on bail for accommodating gambling. Waiting for trial, let me take a look... oh, yes, it is estimated that the money is not low, it is not easy to be released on bail pending trial in Gongzhou."

Yan Yan asked, "What about Lu Chengjiang?"

"She went back to her hometown when she was suspected of intentional harm for the first time. It seems that the two of them don't seem to be so affectionate."

Yan Yan lit another cigarette, followed the footsteps of the deceased last night, and stared thoughtfully at the pattern of the pavement floor tiles.

"Then Lu Chengjiang needs to go to his hometown to investigate the matter in his hometown, but the car accident three years ago is the same as what he said. Yang Mei, after the second release on bail pending trial, came to Jianning and bought this KTV, because the industry The contract also had a lawsuit with the original landlord, and he won it again soon. I go to Brother Yan, this woman either has a backer on her head or has a big character in her life, and she can save her life every time?"

The sky gradually darkened, and the street lights turned on one after another. Yan Yan retracted his gaze from a distance, and suddenly there was a faint light flashing on the edge of the sewer ditch a few steps away.

Yan Yan didn't pay attention at first, but a few seconds later, some kind of intuition formed by the front-line criminal investigation work for more than ten years suddenly tapped in his mind.

"Brother Yan?"

"……and many more."

Yan Yan stepped forward, squatted down, and saw a bright little thing lying quietly in the dust on the corner of the sidewalk and the one-way lane—

Zipper slide wedge head.

Yan Yan picked it up with two fingers, looked at the small piece of metal half-wrapped in leather, and narrowed his eyes.

"Why, Brother Yan, did the on-site survey find anything?"

"Go and investigate Yang Mei's later lawsuit in Jianning, and ask the technical investigator to stay in the office." Yan Yan stood up, put the zipper head in the evidence bag, and said, "I will go back to the city bureau in half an hour, and there is a major incident at the scene. Discovery, if verified, will become a breakthrough clue."

"okay!"

Yan Yan hung up the phone, turned around, and all the movements stopped for a moment.

Not far from the back alley, Jiang Ting stood quietly under the street lamp, carrying a large plastic bag for takeaway.

The two stared at each other for a long while. The sound of cars on the street in the distance was close and far away, and the moth hit the street light with a slight popping sound.

Jiang Ting stepped forward and handed the still hot plastic bag to Yan Yan, and said softly:

"Officer Yan, don't eat too late."

His eyes slid over the zipper wedge in the transparent evidence bag, and then his fingertips and Yan Yan's hand were separated.

The two stood face to face, less than half a foot apart. Yan Xun saw his own reflection in Jiang Ting's light-colored pupils, and immediately realized that his jaw muscles were tensed so much that he instinctively revealed a stern look like an enemy.

But this is actually very strange.

The man in front of him was full of ill-will that could not be concealed, which was too far from the word threat.

"...Understood." Yan Yan took a half step back, lowered his face as if to cover it up, and nodded: "Thank you."

Jiang Ting stood on the spot with his arms folded, smiled and nodded without saying a word, watching Yan Xi turn around and gradually walk away under the street lamp.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground came from the alley. Yang Mei stopped behind Jiang Ting, watched Yan Xun disappear at the end of the road, and looked at Jiang Ting worriedly: "Are you going to help him investigate this case?"

The warm water-like light between Jiang Ting's brows and eyes was gone, and his tone was flat: "If the case is not solved, the police's attention will not be withdrawn. Do you want to be watched by the police for several months?"

"...Then," Yang Mei hesitated before asking, "Then how do you want to check?"

Jiang Ting lowered his eyes and didn't answer immediately, as if he was thinking about something.

Yang Mei wrapped her thin shawl and looked up at the yellow light of the street lamp, which spread on Jiang Ting's hair and side cheeks, like a thin layer of light gold tulle.

No matter how many years have passed, Jiang Ting in Yang Mei's eyes is no different from when he first saw him. The turbulent years and the near-death ordeal did not take away from him the overriding prudence that was sufficient to face any situation.

"Zipper," Jiang Ting muttered.

Yang Mei looked at him without blinking.

Suddenly Jiang Ting raised his eyes: "Do you have something you want to sell to a second-hand store?"

Yang Mei: "Second-hand store?"

"Fendi?" Ma Xiang took the zipper from the evidence bag and squinted at the light, stunned.

Yan Yanli snorted and ate the takeaway eel rice: "Hmmm."

The upper part of the zipper head is made of black sheepskin, the edge is wrapped with yellow oil, and the lower part of the metal is hot with FENDI's text LOGO. The whole is still very new, but the small ring buckle interface connecting the tail and the sliding wedge is loose. It should be pulled off after pulling hard or hanging somewhere.

Ma Xiang was a little puzzled: "What does this prove?"

Yan Yan held greasy chopsticks in one hand and pushed the computer screen on the desk to an angle, motioning him to look at the FENDI official website.

Ma Xiang: "What?"

"The zipper with the butter side of the black sheepskin bag is basically only used on their new men's shoulders this season. If you don't see it, it's this one." Yan Yan tapped one of the pictures with chopsticks and clicked Zooming in, he said, "Since the seasonal model has just been released, the sales volume is limited, and luxury stores will record customer information. I have already sent a group of people to the boutique in the International Finance Center to obtain surveillance video."

Ma Xiang said, "Fuck, this is okay?!"

"Whether it works or not, it's just a trip. If you make a mistake, you won't lose anything. What about Yang Mei's case file that I asked you to investigate?"

Ma Xiang was stunned, and it took a long time for him to react, and he hurriedly presented the kraft paper bag with both hands.

Yan Yan leaned back in the chair, opened the case file and started to read, Ma Xiang immediately secretly picked a piece of eel and put it in his mouth, his eyes burst into tears.

Yang Mei's case is not complicated. In essence, the original owner suddenly raised the price and broke the contract before signing the contract. In a rage, Yang Mei took the other party to court. However, because of the loopholes in the contract itself and the imperfect procedures, she is very likely to lose the lawsuit, and she will be dragged into a long and complicated appeal procedure; from Yan Yan's insider's point of view, Yang Mei had better be in court Before withdrawing the lawsuit and admitting it, otherwise it is likely to delay the business and lose a lot of money.

Yet she won.

It has nothing to do with the lawyer, at least Yan Yan didn't think that the lawyer was useless after reading the court record. The only explanation was that the judge fell in love with Yang Mei's peerless beauty in court.

Or, just like the woman who miraculously escaped from prison twice in Gongzhou, someone who was high above and hidden behind many mists came to her aid again.

Ma Xiang surreptitiously reached out to the eel for the third time, and was immediately struck by Yan Yan's lightning-like chopsticks on the back of his hand: "Ouch!"

"Two packs of instant noodles are not enough for you? Be careful to repeat the tragedy of Director Gou next door. His body is the result of extra meals every day!"

Ma Xiang felt very aggrieved: "Our masses of the people work overtime every day to make instant noodles, and it's best to just heat up the hot pot. As a leader, it doesn't matter if you don't take the lead, you are still running a small stove of capitalism here?"

Yan Yan snorted: "I've bought a small stove for my beauty. If you have the ability, you can deceive one."

Ma Xiang: "What? Did the KTV boss really like your handsome face?!"

Yan Yan: "..."

"I just said that she looked at you wrong yesterday! She keeps lingering on your strong chest muscles and biceps! Her weak and white-faced boyfriend can't compare to your male hormones, Yan Ge works hard, Whether our brothers can sing free K in the future is up to you!"

Yan Yan said angrily: "Go away, don't force my biceps, do you want to be told that we are a couple?!"

Ma Xiang immediately tenderly said: "Give me eel rice, I can give it to you for ten minutes..."

Yan Yan violently kicked him off the table, the latter said that his pink glass heart was broken. When the phone rang, Yan Yan covered the eel rice with one hand and answered the phone: "Hello? I'm Yan Yan, tell me if you have something to do."

"Brother Yan, we found surveillance at the International Finance Center! In mid-April, the deceased went to the FENDI store to buy the men's backpack you mentioned. Called out!"

Ma Xiang, a straight man who has never seen the world, his eyes rounded on the spot, and what was written all over his face, 18,000? !

Yan Yan boasted: "Lisuo. Has the identity information left by the deceased come out?"

"There is, there is," the other end of the phone rummaged for a while, probably looking for the identity registration card, and after a while the voice sounded again: "This is this one—the name is Chu Ci, the compassionate kind."