Silent Reading Chapter 180: Read aloud (final)

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The man with gray sideburns was wearing a white-washed jacket and looked a little fidgety and cramped. A volunteer walked over and immediately, like a schoolboy who had done something wrong, stood up and talked to others.

The volunteer is just a young man in his early twenties, perhaps still a student at school, and quickly said: "Uncle Guo Heng, relax, don't be so polite, drink water?"

Guo Heng smiled at her cautiously: "No, thank you, should I speak?"

"My classmate is adjusting the microphone. I will be at you soon, let me tell you."

"Oh, good..." Guo Heng pulled down the corners of his clothes, as if he felt that his left and right shoulders were asymmetrical, and moved vigorously. There was a little sweat on his forehead, and he called the volunteers incoherently, "Hey , Girl, they all know that I am coming, right? They also know who I am, have you told them?"

"It's all notified," the volunteer said, "We didn't expect so many people to come. I just heard that there will be people coming from the city bureau. I don't know if it's there yet..."

She was talking about this, and another volunteer waved at her from a distance: "The microphone is adjusted."

Guo Heng was stiff, he quickly took the opportunity to take a sip of water to moisturize his throat, and listened to the host calling out his name, and walked up with hands and feet. He took the microphone and glanced at his audience—this is an amphitheater in Yancheng University. The students have not yet started school, so they are temporarily rented out.

There were more than 20 people sitting underneath. The youngest was 35 or 6 years old, and the rest were mostly middle-aged and elderly people. The age might not be as old as it seems, but the years were devastated. Guo Heng pursed his mouth, glanced across the first row, and saw a somewhat familiar woman-she seemed to be the mother of Qu Tong, a girl who was killed last year. Guo Heng had seen her in the newspaper.

Everyone sitting here once had a lively and clever little girl, but the little girl stayed at the top of the cardamom forever, and was drifting away from her aging parents.

"I..." Guo Heng accidentally pointed the microphone at the loudspeaker, and there was a scream in the speaker. Since he penetrated between his ears, the audience was silent, and no one protested. After the scream disappeared, Guo Heng cleared his throat and bowed deeply to everyone below, bending his waist ninety degrees.

"My name is Guo Heng," he opened his mouth and held up an old photo. "This is my daughter Guo Fei. Our family lived in Lianhua Mountain more than 20 years ago..."

Luo Wenzhou walked in from the back door silently and sat in the last row. He listened to the man on the stage talking about his daughter’s childhood, and then apologized in tears-because he stabbed Wu Guangchuan to death on the impulse, causing the real murderer. Impunity for more than 20 years.

An hour later, when the exchange meeting was over, Guo Heng walked off the stage with red eyes. Qu Tong's mother hesitated and handed him a pack of tissues.

Guo Heng was speechless, so he had to take it with both hands.

At this moment, someone slowly passed by him and stretched out his hand to pat Guo Heng's arm.

Guo Heng was taken aback: "Team Luo?"

"I’m here today on behalf of the City Council to explain something to everyone." Luo Wenzhou rarely wore a uniform, and his usual dignified temperament was suppressed by the upright uniform. "At the end of last year, we arrested the chairman of Chunlai Group. Zhang Chunling and his brothers and other members of the party have now accounted for all of their funding and participation in the kidnapping and murder of girls by Su Hui, Su Xiaolan and Su Luozhan. According to the criminal gang’s account, we have found two more dead bodies. The location of the burial should be well-documented this time. Before... the children who could not be found before, or who could not find all of them, are all whereabouts. After the forensic doctor finishes the inventory, you can take them home...Sorry. "

His voice has fallen, and someone is already whimpering.

Luo Wenzhou sighed, and silently nodded to the crowd to apologize. He left the reverberating lecture hall and had to rush to the next place-he bought something and went to the home of Kong Weichen, a policeman from Nanwan Police Station.

On the day of Yin Ping’s arrest, Kong Weichen made a phone call with Zhang Chunjiu in advance. Not only did he lose the honor of being a "martyr", he still carried the suspicion on his back. So far, with the return of the suspects from both sides, the confusing and confusing murder case was also Finally came to light in the world.

Lu Guosheng was arrested, Gu Zhao’s case was unpreparedly turned over. Zhang Chunjiu’s nails in the Municipal Bureau were basically exposed. He himself lost the source of the information, but he has been in the Municipal Bureau for many years and understands all the work of the Criminal Investigation Team. It’s a habit. Knowing that to investigate Gu Zhao’s old case, the police must look for a few key witnesses back then. The witnesses have naturally been cleaned up and the world has evaporated. The police can only look for relatives and friends-Yin Ping has long been staring at him. People, it's just that at the beginning, even Zhang Chunjiu didn't expect that this unbelievable boiler worker was so courageous that he would dare to stiffen on behalf of Tao Li.

"On the day of the incident, after our colleague left Yin Ping’s house, one of the two pickup trucks was adorned with a police car. They were found to be returning and returning while the old cinders fled. The suspect realized that it was wrong and immediately preferred I didn’t miss the wrong killing and planned to kill..." Luo Wenzhou said to Kong Weichen’s family as gently as possible. Yin Ping had a problem. He couldn't answer Xiao Kong's phone at all, so he didn't get suspicion."

Kong Weichen’s family is poor. Even after working, it is difficult to make a fortune by relying on the meager wages of the small policemen at the police station. His family is still in tatters, the sofa is collapsed, and it is difficult to treat customers, so Luo Wenzhou can only be wronged. Sitting curled up on a small bench.

"Kong Weichen is innocent," he said, "Don't worry, commenting on the martyrs, I... and the colleagues who Xiaokong rescued, we will try our best-your sorrow."

Leaving Kong Weichen's house, Luo Wenzhou went to Feng Bin's house and art teacher Yu Bin's student house... Feeling like a funeral director, he tried to persuade others to mourn, and finally came to Yang Xin.

After Yang Xin was arrested, Tao Ran has always been in contact with her, and Luo Wenzhou has never seen her-there is really nothing to say to her.

At this moment, across a table and a pair of handcuffs, they both feel strange to each other. Yang Xin lowered her head, pinned her newly cut hair behind her ears, turned her hair at Luo Wenzhou, afraid to look at him, and whispered, "I told Brother Tao Ran."

"I'm not here to interrogate you." Luo Wenzhou said, "I came here today to tell you the truth about your father's sacrifice-Yang Xin, raise your head and listen carefully."

Yang Xin looked up with a wince.

"Three years ago, Lao Yang received an anonymous letter from Fan Siyuan and started investigating the old case of Gu Zhao. Their contact method was Anonymous Radio. Lao Yang mistakenly wrote to Zhang Chunjiu, and was designed to die in that underground passage by him. These things, I I think Fan Siyuan should have told you."

Yang Xin nodded.

"He still hasn't told you." Luo Wenzhou said blankly, "Three years later, under your mother's help, Fan Siyuan went to see Pan Yunteng, and wanted him to report the suspected drug trafficking of Wang Hongliang from the Flower Market Branch. , Took the opportunity to pull Zhang Chunjiu to step down. He went there in person at the time. Don’t you think it’s strange, why did he hide so much when he contacted your father, but he went to see Pan Yunteng but he was generous?"

Yang Xin looked blank.

"Fan Siyuan must have told you that he has no evidence that Zhang Chunjiu is an inner ghost, so he must force them to show the fox tail step by step—have you ever wondered, since he has no evidence, why did he identify Zhang Chunjiu? Is that the inner ghost? He is so troublesome, he is not afraid of suspecting the wrong person, and finally falling short? If he really suspected Zhang Chunjiu, why hasn't he revealed anything to your father, so that he was easily deceived by Zhang Chunjiu to trust him, Did you die? And, don’t you think, compared with his calculations three years later, which finally caused the Chunlai Group to fall apart, sending anonymous materials to an old policeman three years ago was too crude and not like his strategizing style. Already?"

Yang Xin opened her mouth: "Brother Luo..."

Luo Wenzhou bends the corner of his mouth, and said one word at a time: "When Zhang Chunjiu was arrested, he never understood why he was so skeptical that he restarted the album plan. Fan Siyuan was still as accurate as Wang Ba. He—I’ll tell you the answer."

Yang Xin seemed to be aware of something, her eyes widened in panic, her whole body trembled, and she shook her head subconsciously.

"It's very simple. Fan Siyuan found out that he was seriously ill at the time, so he had to speed up his action. His suspicions were mainly concentrated on two people. One was Lao Yang, who partnered with Gu Zhao the most that year, and the other was because of this incident. Zhang Chunjiu. He first sent anonymous materials to Lao Yang "fishing". After several contacts, he basically ruled out Lao Yang’s suspicion, so he focused on Zhang Chunjiu."

"Why does Lao Yang trust Zhang Chunjiu so easily?" Luo Wenzhou looked at Yang Xin, "I tell you, it's not because Zhang Chunjiu is clever, nor because your father is sloppy and credulous-Fan Siyuan has been suggesting that Zhang Chunjiu is credible."

Yang Xin: "No..."

"Your teacher Fan, used your father as a pathfinder, and deliberately exposed Fei Chengyu to Zhang Chunjiu through him, and by the way borrowed the hands of the Zhang brothers to get rid of Fei Chengyu, and incorporated Fei Chengyu's influence by himself. , Hidden behind the scenes-the Zhang brothers thought they had discovered the virus of Fan Siyuan, but the virus was deliberately exposed and locked the identities of the two of them."

The handcuffs were rattled by Yang Xin: "No! No! Impossible!"

Luo Wenzhou said coldly: "Do you believe it or not, this is the truth."

This was the last family member of the victim he visited all day, and the one he didn't want to see. Yang Xin burst into tears, and Luo Wenzhou didn't want to see her again, so he stood up and walked to the door.

"Brother Luo!" Yang Xin called him in a haste.

Luo Wenzhou's footsteps paused slightly, but he didn't look back, but gave her a disappointed back.

The weather turned warmer this day, and the wind brought a little secret humid atmosphere, indicating that the warm wind from the southeast was about to reach Yancheng northward.

It was evening when Luo Wenzhou returned home. He opened the door with a bag of fried chestnuts and a bunch of blood-enriching ingredients, and found that the guard cat who usually guarded the door was gone.

Luo Wenzhou stretched his feet to bring the door, and whistled into the house: "Children?"

There was no response with a cry. Luo Wenzhou’s cold sweat came out. This was the problem he fell after he took Fei Du all the way out of Binhai. No one was seen for a while, and his heart rate could soar to 180. , Tao Ran said that he is also a mild "ptsd".

He threw what was in his hand, and rushed into the bedroom without changing his shoes-living room, study, bedroom... balcony, none, and an indescribable sense of fear grabbed his chest.

Luo Wenzhou: "Fei Du!"

The voice broke, and even the neighbors could be alarmed. There was a sudden bang in the basement, as if something had fallen.

Luo Wenzhou turned his head and rushed down.

The light in the basement is on, Fei Du can't touch the ground with his injured ankle, holding a cane with his back facing Luo Wenzhou and poking there... is confronting a fat cat.

Seeing people really, Luo Wenzhou let out a sigh, his legs softened, and he hurriedly helped him down the wall.

Fei Du was startled by his hasty footsteps: "When did you come back, I didn't hear it."

Luo Wenzhou calmed down, walked over without saying a word, hugged him, Fei Du was inexplicably pressed on his chest, and the whole person almost folded back. It was really difficult for the golden rooster to stand on its own, so he had to stretch out his hand. He caught Luo Wenzhou's back and inadvertently encountered a rapid heartbeat, he was taken aback: "You..."

Luo Wenzhou raised his hand and slapped his ass, and said vaguely: "Asshole stuff, are you deaf?"

He was unwilling to express his anxiety too much in front of Fei Du. If nothing happened, he raised his face on the floor, pulled Fei Du’s crutches aside, and picked him up: "Who let you go down the stairs? What is the building?"

Fei Du: "Look for a cat, it's angry."

Luo Wenzhou noticed that Comrade Luo Yiguo was standing on the top of the cabinet in the storage room, staring at them cynically, as if there was something missing from him.

Luo Wenzhou was shocked by Luo Yiguo's new look: "Who shaved the cat's fur?"

Fei Du: "Your mother."

"Who is it called?" Luo Wenzhou glared at him unhappily. "The red envelope I gave you during the Chinese New Year was for nothing?"

Fei Du paused obviously.

Luo Wenzhou was joking casually. Seeing him hesitate, he suddenly recovered and felt a pain in his heart--for Fei Du, the "parents" that ordinary people can blurt out were a hurdle that could not be crossed.

It may take a long time, a lifetime.

Luo Wenzhou knew that he had said something wrong, so he had to skip this topic forcibly: "Why is this **** Mu Xiaoqing shaved the cat in a cold day..."

Suddenly Fei Du said: "Mom said that this will help it face the reality, so that it will not always feel that it is just hairy and puffy..."

In the latter words, Luo Wenzhou never heard his ears. He stepped on the last step of the basement and turned to Fei Du in a daze——

Fei Du seemed to avoid his burning eyes casually: "I seem to smell fried chestnuts."

"Every day is a new day. Of course luck is good, but I am willing to do it exactly, so that when luck comes, you will be prepared."-"The Old Man and the Sea" by Hemingway.