Silent Reading Chapter 175: Edmund Dantes (46)

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Luo Wenzhou: "What did you say?"

His voice is not loud, just literally speaking, it is basically human, but the Bureau is a bit at a loss how to answer for a while, think about it, he always thinks that Luo Wenzhou on the phone will burst out in the next moment. Foul language blocking the telephone signal-of course, even if Luo Wenzhou was really rude, the Land Bureau had no choice but to tolerate it.

However, the two were silent for five seconds over the phone, but Luo Wenzhou did not erupt from the volcano: "Fei Du left a message saying,'The place where the beginning is the place where the end', but there is no one on the former site of the Louvre."

Lu Youliang said in a deep voice: "Zhang Chunjiu betrayed Gu Zhao, so that he was stigmatized and died in a grievance. Gu Zhao died in the Louvre fire. The Louvre was built by Fei Chengyu and Zhang Chunling. They should It can be regarded as the culprit who killed Gu Zhao. The ritual of the reciter is similar to a'tooth for tooth' lynching trial, so Zhang Chunjiu, the person who planted and framed Gu Zhao, must bring back the crime he planted on Gu Zhao-if I didn't If you understand it wrong, Zhang Chunling, the murderer, should be burned to death in the old site of the Louvre, but how could they not be here?"

Luo Wenzhou hung his earphones and couldn't hold back himself. He opened the window of the car on the galloping road, and the biting cold wind swept in with his head and face under the blessing of the speed. The colleague who was driving was swept away by the cold wind. However, he glanced at Luo Wenzhou's face quietly, and did not dare to speak.

Luo Wenzhou closed his eyes, and the anxiety in his heart grew more and more, and he was able to blow the earth all the way into the big spoon of the Big Dipper.

He unconsciously squeezed his knuckles: "Fei Du will not deliberately mislead us, he doesn't want to commit suicide without this."

Lu Youliang: "I don't understand. Since he has a hunch that the locator will be taken down, why can't he give me a precise location..."

"Because he is not sure," Luo Wenzhou slowly spit out a sigh of white steam. "He is not a reciter-the roundworm in Fan Siyuan's stomach, even if he knows the other party's general thoughts, he can't read his mind accurately. So. Only then will he blur the address and leave us with his thoughts. I think this general direction is definitely correct, but the so-called "starting place", Fan Siyuan thinks and we think it may not be the same place... The former site of the Louvre is an unjust case of Gu Zhao Where it happened, the ski resort used to be the Heng'an Welfare Institute, and it was also the place where Zhang Chunjiu and his brothers came from-if these two are not right, where can it be?"

Where else?

It was nearly half past four in the morning, and the sky hadn't meant to be bright yet, Venus star was climbing up calmly.

"Fei Du...The man Fei Du is bold and daring to do everything, but he is not reckless and very careful. If the hint he leaves you points to the old site of the Louvre, it means that he thinks Fan Siyuan is 80% likely to go there. , It is worth a bet, but for the remaining small probability possibilities, he may also intentionally or unintentionally mention a few words, Uncle Lu, please help me...help me think about it..."

Luo Wenzhou's words were very organized at first, but at the end, he broke the sound somehow. He cleared his throat twice in succession, but his throat was still blocked badly, and he couldn't hold back the following words.

Lu Youliang stood in the cold wind, turned his head to look at the building behind him-the tall, weird roof should be the cinema. It is said that tickets before the second day of the Lunar New Year have not been booked. In recent years Everyone somehow went out to eat New Year’s Eve dinner. Ten hours later, there must be a brightly lit scene with a lot of people.

Fourteen years have passed, and he still remembers the unforgettable ruins of the fire scene, and the five thunderstorms when he first heard of Gu Zhao's accident.

Lu Youliang took a deep breath: "Tao Ran—Yes! I remembered that before he left, he contacted friends abroad in front of Tao Ran. It is said that he found a friend who was in Zhou with Zhou Huaijin. People who have worked at home, they mentioned the Heng'an Welfare Institute, and then he asked Tao Ran to trace the murder of the head of the Heng'an Welfare Institute based on this person’s dictation!"

Fei Du gave Tao Ran a sleeping pill, and the dose was not large. At this time, he should be coaxed to go to bed earlier instead of telling him such a refreshing old case... So, what did he think of at the time?

"Hao Zhenhua is the dean of the Heng'an Welfare Institute. He was stabbed three times when opening the door, and then he was beaten to death with a blunt instrument on the head. After he died, the murderer was still dissatisfied and stabbed the deceased again. With ten knives in total, this crime was put on the head of the robbery gang," Tao Ran held the phone halfway through, "At the time of the incident, the deceased Hao Zhenhua was alone in his residence in the outer suburbs-no, not a villa. There is no concept of a so-called villa, but he did not know how to get a homestead in his hometown. The house he built was specially used to store valuables. It is equivalent to a secret vault-the address is there, I sent it to you, But the whole place was moved because of road construction 20 years ago. I just checked the location on the computer. It should happen to be the place where the Yanhai Expressway passes. It is impossible for the reciters to go to the expressway anyway, right?"

Luo Wenzhou didn’t pay attention to the answer, and quickly called up the map—"Yanhai Expressway" connects from the southeast of Yancheng, connecting Yancheng and the bordering coastal area. The entrance of the expressway is at Dongsen Ski Resort, Zhang Chunjiu and the others are It rushed down the main road and turned into the sports park.

The ski resort is also the location of the Heng’an Welfare Institute. The bastard’s dean used the orphanage to earn money frantically, and it was inconvenient to blatantly put it out at home, so they were sent to a small vault in the country. The location of this “small vault” is very high. Subtle, belongs to Yancheng's jurisdiction, but it is on the border between Yancheng and Binhai area.

Yanhai Expressway... Coastal area...

Tao Ran said: “This Dean Hao Zhenhua was killed in the second year after Zhou Yahou’s death, about thirty-seven years ago. It is estimated that Zhang Chunjiu was in puberty at that time, and Zhang Chunling was around twenty-five years old. The murder method in the case was quite bloody. The torturing of the corpse and excessive hacking and killing showed that the person who did it was emotionally unstable. The scene appeared irritable and disorderly. The deceased was not wary when he opened the door. On the one hand, he may know the murderer, on the other hand, it may also be him. I think that the murderer is not dangerous—to sum up all the above, I guess the person who stabbed the knife at the time was probably just a teenager Zhang Chunjiu, and afterwards, he swept away his belongings and calmly cleaned up the scene, and there should be an adult to help. This murder Later, by chance, Fei Du and I were placed on the head of the robbery gang. I and Fei Du analyzed that this might be their first case. Later, their thoughts and methods for committing the crime were probably borrowed from this time of impunity. "

"Swept away the property?" Luo Wenzhou asked immediately, "How much did the murderer take away from the deceased's house?"

"Unknown," Tao Ran said, "Several large cabinets at the scene were turned over in a mess, and they were basically empty. If the contents were taken away, the number might be considerable, but the victim’s family was trying to conceal the truth. , Insisting that those large cabinets were originally empty, and the case was so muddled that it was not investigated carefully."

Living, killing, disguising the scene, and fleeing with a lot of belongings...If it's just cash, it's okay, but if it's something else—they can fill a few closets, they must at least have a stronghold nearby.

That stronghold is probably the source of Zhang Chunling’s crimes!

But where will it be?

By the way, there is also Su Hui’s coastal corpse dumping site. In the early years, around Yancheng, there were so many abandoned land in the suburbs, like the coastal area, which was unclearly located and waiting to be developed. Is it convenient to leave the same administrative area?

Why would Zhang Chunling choose Binhai?

Art teacher Yu Bin once ran into Zhang Chunling and Su Hui in Binhai, and was killed as a result. That was 14 years ago. The organization was already formed at that time. With Zhang Chunling's power and caution, would he personally accompany Su Hui to that ghost place to throw the corpse?

This is unreasonable.

But if he is not throwing a corpse, what is he doing there?

Is it possible that Zhang Chunjiu and their initial base were...

"Stop!" Luo Wenzhou said suddenly, "I have something to ask Zhang Chunjiu!"

Luo Wenzhou rushed down without waiting for the car to stop, and dragged Zhang Chunjiu out of the escorted police car: "You murdered Hao Zhenhua, the dean of the Heng'an Welfare Institute, and the base for tracking and dividing the spoils is in Binhai. Wrong? Where is it?"

Zhang Chunjiu didn't figure out what he meant by asking these for a while, and was stunned for a while, but he conspired to go bankrupt. At this time, he really hated Luo Wenzhou, so he just sneered and said nothing.

If possible, Luo Wenzhou wanted to throw Zhang Chunjiu's head down to the ground, and fold out the words hidden in his stomach in one breath. He gripped Zhang Chunjiu's collar fiercely, and Zhang Chunjiu was staggered and lifted up by him with a sigh of relief. Stuck in his throat, his face flushed purple, his eyes met Luo Wenzhou's bloodshot eyes, and a sneer appeared.

"Can you tell me!"

At this time, Lu Youliang's voice came from the headset: "Wen Zhou, you let me talk to him."

Luo Wenzhou barely pressed the bursting magma in his chest, unplugged the headphone cord, and put the phone in the ear of Zhang Chunjiu, who couldn't help coughing.

"Lao Zhang, it's me."

Zhang Chunjiu's gaze flickered slightly—After all, the Bureau of Land and He had been in friendship for more than 20 years.

However, Lu Youliang did not sensationalize the old: "Listen to me, your eldest brother Zhang Chunling and the reciter—that is, Fan Siyuan and his group, should all be there now. Fan Siyuan used your nephew’s life to lure him In the past, I shouldn't need to say what he wanted to do."

Zhang Chunjiu's face finally changed.

"We arrested Zhang Chunling. It must be submitted to the procuratorate after the trial. Even if the Supreme Law grants him a death sentence to be executed immediately, he will die comfortably and with dignity, and you will still have a chance to see him again. In Fan Siyuan's hands...you can figure it out by yourself—"

Fei Du couldn't stand up at all. He was dragged away by others. Hearing the sound of gunshots approaching outside, he felt ridiculous for a while.

Zhang Chunling, a frenzied and sinful cross-age villain who can dominate the headlines of major social networking sites during the Spring Festival, is now gritting his teeth and wishing to dismantle himself, pinching the hour and pinching his nose. Desperately trying to rescue him alive before dawn.

Fei Du had fun in hardship, feeling like a human mage who had summoned **** demons. Comrade Zhang Donglai was the irresistible contract — the smell of drunk lees, in human form.

"You can still laugh at this time. I now believe that you didn't cry when you saw the coffin." Fan Siyuan sighed in his ear, "When I first saw you, I saw it with my own eyes. As Fei Chengyu dragged you out of the cupboard, beat your mother, and put the alternative metal ring around your and her necks, she collapsed on the spot, but you never said a word or a single tear... At that time, I felt very curious, what is in the body of such a beautiful and cute little boy?"

Fei Du snorted: "Superhero Teacher Fan, orphans and widows are tortured in front of you, why don't you come to save us?"

"Your mother killed her father for Fei Chengyu's sake, and you are the continuation of his filthy blood. Both your mother and son are part of Fei Chengyu, so what do you pretend to be pitiful? I know, when you are full of wings, you will definitely bite Fei Chengyu back, father and son fratricide, I am eager to see his fate, why should I stop? Unfortunately, time is not waiting, I did not wait for the good show, first waited for the tumor, so I had to do it myself."

While speaking, the gunfight outside has become more and more unbelievable. Zhang Chunling's desperadoes are obviously better and soon rushed in. Fan Siyuan's style of painting in a wheelchair is really incompatible with the surroundings, so eye-catching. I saw them as soon as I rushed in, and apart from anything else, a shuttle bullet hit Fan Siyuan.

Fan Siyuan didn’t panic at all. The concrete floor in front of him suddenly stood up out of thin air. While blocking the roaring bullets, an underground passage was exposed. The woman pushed him into quickly and Fei Du was dragged up. , Carried the whole on his shoulders, his chest was caught by the opponent's hard shoulders, and his eyes were almost black--

After Xiao Haiyang and Lang Qiao sent the art students home, they took the sketches left by Zhang Yubin's life and followed the description of the art students to find the crime scene at the time. They just roughly touched the location and just received it. A dispatch phone.

"Attention-20 kilometers west of Stone Mountain on the east coast, there is an abandoned motor vehicle rental center. The location has been issued to you. A group of gangsters are holding hostages. The other party has weapons in their hands. Pay attention to safety. Repeat again, the opponent has a weapon in his hand..."

Xiao Haiyang and Lang Qiao looked at each other.

"Abandoned motor vehicle rental center?" Xiao Haiyang pondered for a moment. "Did Yu Bin's students say that they rented a car from where they lived to the scenic spot?"

Lang Qiao glanced at the map quickly: "Not far, go!"