Silent Reading Chapter 14: Yulian Shisan

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On May 24, four days have passed since He Zhongyi, a teenager in the West District of the Flower Market, was killed.

Luo Wenzhou wore gloves and flipped through an old photo album-he got it from the black car driver Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen and his sister Chen Yuan are twins, locals, raised by grandparents. Later, the old couple passed away one after another. Sister Chen Yuan was admitted to university, but Chen Zhen had no grades, so she gave up early and came out to make money.

The girl in the photos is very delicate, all the photos are smiling, showing two small asymmetrical tiger teeth.

This is the only thing she left. She died mysteriously. Because the cause of death was not dignified, the police searched her personal belongings several times on the grounds of suspecting her involvement in drug trafficking. Chen Yuan’s second-hand Neither the computer nor the mobile phone were able to stay.

Luo Wenzhou flipped through the album from beginning to end, and his eyes stayed on a few photos that looked like a souvenir of university club activities. There was a girl who was very close to Chen Yuan. The date and remarks were written in a pencil on the back of the photo: "and Xiao Cui joined the tea art club together, thanks for having you."

"Little Cui." Luo Wenzhou opened the communication records he found-about half a month before Chen Yuan died, he had talked with a user named "Cui Ying".

At this time, Lang Qiao knocked on the door of his office and waved at him half-deadly: "Boss, come out to see the brain damage, a ticket is ten yuan, no money if it is not disabled."

The Criminal Investigation Brigade of Yancheng City Bureau collectively appreciates the extraordinary place of Zhang Shaoye. Nine of the ten sentences of this man are farting. The 48 hours that he was detained in the City Bureau have dried up his rare brains. I don't know what's left in the empty shell, and the level of verbal intelligence that emerges is touching.

"'Brother Feng Nian'? I have never heard of it. I don't know the surname Feng. This person is a man and a woman? Either you tell me what it looks like, or maybe I slept and didn't remember Name of residence."

"Is there anyone I know in Chengguang Mansion on the night of the 20th? I know...what, who is there? Oh, police uncles, police uncles! I gave them a pound of white money that night Yes, I don’t know how many glasses of red, half a dozen champagne, Trinity, it’s not bad to remember who I am. How can I tell who was there at that time."

"I haven’t had any conflicts with anyone recently, so I’m getting angry. Ah? Hit someone? Oh, that’s not good... I’ll fight, and who can retaliate against me? Don’t ask. Who am I!"

"How many times have I said that, I didn’t give the phone, except for the good ones, I’ve never given away anything from others, and I can’t give away a broken phone, right? Who is it?"

In addition to spending money and sleeping, Young Master Zhang’s daily life is full of chaos, big and small things are just like passing away, and they don’t put them in their hearts, and their mental state can be called "out of dust."

Luo Wenzhou listened for a while and made an assertive comment on Zhang Donglai. He said: "This kid, he must have been overthrown by his father when he was a child."

Tao Ran, with the patience of the whole world, tried his best to ask questions repeatedly from various angles, but he didn't get any useful information from Zhang Donglai's memory that was formatted at any time.

As soon as the time came, the lawyer Zhang Ting and the others got stuck at the gate of the city bureau and arguably asked the Criminal Investigation Brigade to release people.

"I really can't do anything." Tao Ran grew two big mouths and shrugged at Luo Wenzhou helplessly.

Luo Wenzhou thought for a while, then raised his chin slightly: "The evidence is insufficient, let it go."

"Team Luo!"

"Boss!"

Lang Qiao grabbed Luo Wenzhou: "Boss, He Zhongyi's mother was crying outside yesterday, and he was photographed by the bad guys. Now a lot of people who listen to the wind and rain are waiting to see the excitement. Just like that. If people let go, what will it be like outside?"

"Zhang Donglai can be released," Tao Ran thought for a while and suggested, "Based on the time of death of the deceased, whereabouts before the murder, etc., his alibi is more clear..."

"No, let's not mention the other things first. The outsiders will say that the evidence is insufficient," Luo Wenzhou interrupted him. "Do not disclose the details of the investigation. Let the people go first."

Lang Qiao listened to his arbitrariness and couldn't help but said: "Boss, did you let Zhang Donglai infect it? It can also be transmitted through the window. This mental retardation is a serious infectious disease, right?"

Luo Wenzhou knocked on the back of her head: "Why are you so poor, be careful of long lines."

Tao Ran pondered for a moment, and said thoughtfully: "You want to..."

"Well, from now on, no one is allowed to disclose the progress of the investigation of this case and related details, telling them'the evidence is insufficient, there is no comment, we are re-examining the deceased's social relations from childhood to adulthood'," Luo Wenzhou Chong Tao Ranyi Nodded, and then said casually, "This is discipline. Whoever tells me who I will deal with is lost."

The migrant worker died bizarrely. The murderer was suspected to be the nephew of the city bureau chief. He was about to be released because of "insufficient evidence". This news is even more exploding than Lang Qiao and the others. The release of Zhang Donglai has not yet been completed. The entrance of the Municipal Bureau has been spotted by various entities and online media.

The telephones of the Criminal Investigation Brigade were like hotlines, one after another, ringing one after another, and even the Land Bureau, who was sitting in place of Zhang Ju, was alarmed and called Luo Wenzhou up for questioning.

The Land Bureau took a look at the person who was stopped outside the communication window through the window, and asked Luo Wenzhou with a solemn expression: "Are you sure you can handle it?"

Luo Wenzhou smiled nonchalantly at him: "You can't worry about me doing things?"

The Land Bureau gave him a white look: "If you want to set the line for fishing, be careful not to take it off-the city leaders will definitely put pressure on us in these two days. I will carry it for you for two more days, and you will show it to me. Do it."

"Thank you, Uncle Lu," Luo Wenzhou thought for a while, and then lowered his voice slightly, "Wang Hongliang, you can rest assured that no one has found him in these years. I don't believe anyone can cover the sky with one hand."

The Land Bureau pursed his lips, looked down, and looked at him: "As long as it can be verified that the report is true, no matter how old his roots are, whoever wants to protect him, as long as I and Zhang are still there, we can deal with it. Got him-you can also be careful, you hear no."

When Luo Wenzhou came downstairs, he ran into Zhang Donglai's "family and friends group" head-on.

In order to reduce the social impact, the Zhang family did not send anyone to pick it up, but only asked Zhang Ting to come forward, trying to be as low-key as possible.

Unexpectedly, things backfired. The children are all debts. Zhang Donglai's group of friends, friends, friends, and friends somehow heard about it, lest the world go to the city bureau without chaos. Several luxury cars were parked at the gate of the Municipal Bureau, and a few red men and green women appeared on the stage. I don't know if they came to the show or came to see them.

The lawyer rolled up his sleeves and went to fish for Zhang Donglai, while Zhao Haochang stayed with Zhang Ting every step of the way. This pair of young men and women looked very fresh and refined among Zhang Donglai's friends of the world.

Of course Fei Du was there, but his dude was like a pure outsider this time, with a low sense of presence by Zhang Ting's side. When Luo Wenzhou saw him, he found that he was dressed like a beast, plugged in headphones, and concentrated on holding a very old "psp" to play games.

Luo Wenzhou wanted to pack these demons and ghosts and throw them out, but his eyes fell on Fei Du's scratched old game console, and his expression suddenly slowed down. He didn't even open his mouth to find the ballast, and approached Fei Du slowly and quietly, taking a deep breath at the same time, making himself mentally built-even if he saw this kid playing restricted-level **** and violent games, he decided Keep your emotions stable.

Unexpectedly, after a long time of construction, Luo Wenzhou took a probe and saw that Fei Du’s old game console was running with a bunch of naive "big-eyed lights"-the overbearing president actually made a "patter" in full swing.

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Just as Fei Du passed the pass, Zhang Donglai, who was bluffing, finally came out. He walked with the wind, and before he left the police station, he proudly announced: "It’s all my fate that came today. Brother, let me tell you something in the future, brother, I will insert a knife on both sides of your ribs-full, insert into a knife box!"

Fei Du's Big Eyed Corps originally advanced and retreated properly, but his **** voice screamed out of the rhythm, the drum made a mistake, and the army was suddenly defeated.

Luo Wenzhou held back until he "gameover", and then he spoke slowly: "I've been puzzled for a little while, that's why you got mixed up with Zhang Donglai and their gang."

Fei Du glanced at him, and put the game console in his pocket calmly: "Because I think he lives a very philosophical life."

Luo Wenzhou was stunned that he hadn't heard whether the words were commendatory or derogatory.

Fei Du rushed to Zhang Donglai, who was running over, waved his hand, turned his head and handed Luo Wenzhou a hypocritical smirk, and went to talk to Tao Ran.

This group of young masters left the city office swayingly, using their toenails to figure out how high/high the media is staying outside.

Lang Qiao seems to have seen a hot topic in the coming week, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to cover his eyes, and whispered to Tao Ran, "I dare not look."

Tao Ran: "Don't watch, go to work."

Just when the young masters walked to the door, a figure suddenly jumped out and rushed into Zhang Donglai and his group unexpectedly.

She is thin and has yellow hair. She is the mother of He Zhongyi.

The leading prodigal men looked at each other inexplicably with the funny-dressed woman for a moment, and someone whispered: "Who is this?"

He Zhongyi's mother's eyes were bloodshot, and she swept across the faces of several people dryly, her lips trembled violently, and her throat made a vague voice like a kitten: "Who killed it? My son?"

She couldn't speak clearly and had a heavy accent. After asking three or four times, she was able to hear what she said.

Zhang Donglai's face was slightly dark, and he said with some embarrassment: "Then who knows? It's not me anyway."

After speaking, he bowed his head to avoid the woman's sight, and stepped out first, passing her by. The group of relatives and friends followed his footsteps, evading the plague and spreading to both sides, avoiding the woman as much as possible.

"Is this woman mentally a little abnormal?"

"Keep your voice down, it's pitiful."

"It's not pitiful to be caught in a small black room for no reason?"

"I tell you that I am farther than Dou E. I don't even know her son..."

The woman stood there blankly, staring blankly at the people who passed her untouched: "Who killed my son? You...you can't go..."

Seeing that the group was about to leave her eyes, the woman became anxious, grabbed a few in the air indiscriminately, and accidentally entangled a girl's long hair.

The girl immediately screamed as if she had been stepped on her tail, grabbed her hair and put it on her chest, jumping three feet high to hide behind her companion, the young man next to him instinctively stretched out his hand and said, "What are you doing? I'm sick!"

The woman slammed into the young man's hard arm, and fell to the ground, just hitting Fei Du who came out last.

Fei Du was saying goodbye to Tao Ran, but he was startled by the person who hit him, and took a half step back unexpectedly.

Before he could react, the woman seemed to grab the life-saving straw, stretched out her chicken claws, and desperately grabbed Fei Du’s valuable trouser legs, and said incoherently: "You can’t go, you can’t Go! You have to give me an explanation...You can't go..."

Several police officers are going to come up to pull people, and the young man who pushed the woman down also frowns and walks up: "Fei Ye..."

Fei Du was shot while lying down, frowned and looked at the woman who threw himself on him, and patted her on the shoulder awkwardly: "Would you like to get up first?"

The woman raised her head swiftly, just to look at Fei Du. She wept and burst into tears, her image was not very decent, and her intense grief turned her into a mess of mud.

Fei Du was taken aback for a moment, not knowing who he saw through her eyes.

He bent down, held the woman's shoulders very gently, supported her to stand up again, and then waved to Zhang Donglai and them: "You go first."