Silent Reading Chapter 7: Yu Lianliu

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"Tao... Deputy Team Tao Tao!"

When Tao Ran turned his head, he saw Xiao Haiyang, the strange little glasses in the branch, rushing towards him.

Xiao Haiyang’s glasses broke yesterday. He didn’t bother to get a new one. He fell crookedly under his cheekbones. He stood still in front of Tao Ran breathlessly, and took a few breaths with an unusually stern expression on his face. The atmosphere makes Tao Ran feel a little tight in his chest.

Xiao Haiyang’s face was stretched as if he had just finished a facelift, he wiped the sweat from his hands on his pants, and straightened his lingering glasses. Then he cleared his throat and took out the mobile phone memo from his pocket: "Vice Team Tao, I have a situation that I want to report to you."

Tao Ran waited for him to breathe well with a good temper: "Don't worry, speak slowly if you have something."

"It’s like this. When I visited the West End yesterday, I found that their area of ​​people lived in a mixed, mobile and seasonal area. It’s common for tenants to change jobs and move out, not so much as living. Group renting a house is actually more similar to a small and medium-term hotel with poor conditions. Therefore, the relationship between people is not very close, unless it is a hometown who takes care of each other. Yesterday my colleagues were busy for a day and there was not much useful information. ."

Tao Ran nodded to him encouragingly: "Yeah."

"But among the people who lived with He Zhongyi, there was one who came from a province with him. This person was called..." Xiao Haiyang turned over the memo, "It's called Zhao Yulong, who has a good relationship with the deceased. It is said that He Zhongyi He introduced the job of the delivery man. Ma Xiaowei said that he had something to go back to his hometown in the past two days."

Tao Ran raised his eyebrows in surprise, he just wanted to contact this person.

Xiao Haiyang: "I found the person in charge of the coffee chain's delivery point last night, and asked for the contact information of Zhao Yulong. After he heard that, he promised to take the last long-distance bus last night and return to Yancheng urgently. I have an appointment with him to see you today."

Tao Ran looked at him thoughtfully: "I think the current branch investigation focuses on Ma Xiaowei."

Xiao Haiyang’s face became tighter, and he subconsciously pulled at the hem of his shirt: "I...I always feel that the mysterious figure who gave the deceased’s cell phone is a bit problematic. Now I believe that Ma Xiaowei is the murderer, and there are doubts. A lot...I also told our captain about this situation... He told me not to always be self-righteous, and it's okay to look for trouble."

Tao Ran's face fell upon hearing this, and his gentle smile disappeared: "What time did you make an appointment?"

"Oh," Xiao Haiyang glanced at his watch, "If the long-distance bus is not late, it will be in an hour."

Tao Ran made a decisive decision: "I will go with you and go!"

While the grassroots detectives were walking through the streets under the sun, Lord Fei was leaning against the soft leather swivel chair in his office.

He pressed a finger lightly against his forehead, and He Zhongyi's brief and lackluster life was on the notebook screen at the desk next to him. Fei Du pulled out a contact information from the address book and called it.

"Hey, Brother Chang, it's me." Fei Du lowered his head and smiled as he listened to what was said on the other end of the phone, "Well, I'm sorry to say, I really want to ask you for help."

In less than half an hour, Fei Du successfully got what he wanted-the records of all nearby surveillance cameras on the night of Chengguang Mansion's opening.

It was during the lunch break. Fei Du heated a can of sweet milk in the microwave in the pantry. He complimented the lady secretary’s figure and told her to eat well and stop losing weight. Then, he locked the door of his office, Dai Putting on the earphones, circling the song in his car, and drew out a piece of a4 paper.

He drew a simple topographic map on the paper with an abstract drawing method that only he could understand, then turned the pen, thought for a moment, and lightly ticked a few circles on it, and wrote "20:00 -21:30", then he paused with the tip of his pen and changed: "20:00" to "20:30".

Fei Du picked out a few from a large number of monitoring records, put them together, selected the time period from 8:30 to 9:30, and looked at them with fast forward.

Several groups of pictures on the screen flashed back quickly at the same time. He leaned back in his chair very lazily, all his energy seemed to be concentrated in his eyes, staring at the screen motionlessly.

At this time, Luo Wenzhou was holding a briefcase and wearing his sunglasses, wandering around a transportation hub in Huacheng District, beckoning to the taxis passing by on the road from time to time, but unfortunately none of the people who ran past were empty. car. Upon seeing this, a special product of Huacheng District-a string of black taxi drivers parked on the side of the road collectively sent him an invitation.

"Does the handsome guy take the car?"

"Handsome guy, where are you going?"

"It's cheaper, faster than a taxi!"

Luo Wenzhou picked and checked the army of black cars, and finally stopped in front of a young man with a flat head.

The young man was very obedient, and immediately eagerly opened the door for him: "Where are you going in the car?"

Luo Wenzhou didn't say a word, and sat sideways in.

The flat-headed young man turned on the air conditioner for him and drove the car out of the convoy smoothly: "Man, you haven't said where you are going?"

"You can drive forward as you please." Luo Wenzhou took off his sunglasses and glanced at the driver through the rearview mirror with a sharp look. The driver was taken aback for a moment, inexplicably uneasy.

"I have an anonymous report material here." After walking for a while, Luo Wenzhou unhurriedly opened the briefcase, took out a copy, and turned it over. The driver's face changed immediately, almost with the next one. The car smashed and was hit by a long whistle. Luo Wenzhou looked still, "I'm not from your branch, don't panic, then drive forward and ask you a few words."

Tao Ran and Xiao Haiyang successfully met Zhao Yulong, He Zhongyi's hometown, and the three of them went to a small noodle restaurant together.

Zhao Yulong is a middle-aged man and has worked hard in Yancheng for many years. Although it is still difficult to gain a foothold, he looks much more decent than the young people who have run into walls. With the tired face of the man who had been sitting in the long-distance bus for more than ten hours, he blinked his eyes vigorously, and his broad-brimmed bags under his eyes were crumbling: "I really didn't expect him to have an accident-police officer, can I smoke a cigarette?" /

No one in the small noodle restaurant implements anti-smoking regulations. There are cloud-spitting masters everywhere. Zhao Yunlong sucked hard and rubbed his face: "Zhongyi is a good child. Many people go to the billiards hall when they are free. He never goes to the chess and card room. He steadfastly goes to work to save money, saying that he wants to take it home for his mother to see a doctor. He does not steal or rob or gamble, and he does not cause trouble. Why is it that he has an accident — you two What do you want to ask, as long as I know it, I will definitely not hide it."

Tao Ran looked at Zhao Yulong and found that although he used his right hand for his chopsticks to eat, the hand holding the cigarette and the direction of the teacup handle were all on the left. In the old days, parents were afraid that their children would “fight” at the table and would force them. Correction of left-handed people, this situation is quite common.

Tao Ran took out a photo from his wallet. It was the shoes worn by the deceased's feet: "I would like to ask, did you lend He Zhongyi the shoes?"

Zhao Yulong looked down, his eyes were almost red, and he nodded his head in despair: "It's mine, he... did he walk in these shoes?"

"Yes, these shoes are very important," Tao Ran said. "Do you know why he borrowed these shoes?"

Zhao Yulong was a little dazed, and thought for a while: "I said he was going to a very high-end place to meet people, called...what is it called...Chengguang Building or a villa?"

Xiao Haiyang sat up suddenly: "Chengguang Mansion!"

"Yes," Zhao Yulong said, "it's this name."

"Who is going to see? What's the matter?"

Zhao Yulong shook his head: "I didn't say, I asked, that kid has a very right idea and a strict mouth."

Xiao Haiyang asked quickly: "Mr. Zhao, He Zhongyi has a new mobile phone, doesn't he?"

"Ah, there is one," Zhao Yulong said. "That white one? He doesn't want to use it at ordinary times. The old one is the old one. The new mobile phone is sometimes taken out for a look, but the film is pasted first. Several layers."

Xiao Haiyang: "Then do you know who gave the phone?"

Zhao Yulong frowned slowly.

Tao Ran asked: "What?"

"At the beginning, he said that it was given by his fellow villagers. I thought it was very strange at the time because I hadn't heard him mention any local acquaintances before. I was afraid he would meet some bad guys if he lacked the heart and lungs. For no reason. Buying you such an expensive thing, isn’t this a trivial courtesy?” Zhao Yulong flicked the soot, “I chased him reluctantly and asked, and he told me that it happened with someone one day when it was delivered. There was a little conflict, and a few hits were made. He didn't fight back. Later, I didn't know if it was regretted over there or what happened, so I apologized to him."

Tao Ran and Xiao Haiyang looked at each other-they had never heard of this situation when they visited before.

If you have a conflict with someone, and then the other party apologizes, what's the point to hide?

If it is true, why is He Zhongyi so vague and falsely claiming it was given by an acquaintance?

He Zhongyi lives with so many people. No one can tell that he was beaten. This shows that the physical conflict was not serious at the time. Why did the other party give away valuables while "apologizing"?

Suddenly, this murder case, which seemed to be able to detect the murderer by investigating the deceased’s personal relationship, became inexplicably confusing.

Zhao Yulong didn't know the exact origin of the mysterious mobile phone, but provided an approximate time of the conflict. Tao Ran and Xiao Haiyang had to follow this clue to find the delivery company where He Zhongyi worked and search for clues.

In the afternoon, the sky of the clear sky changed without warning, the arrogant sunlight was engulfed in all sides by dark clouds from nowhere, the suppressed wind brought moisture, and there was going to be a sudden shower. .

Luo Wenzhou got out of the car near a subway entrance, but did not leave. He stretched out his hand and pressed the door and glanced around. A loaf of bread that had been parked at the intersection suddenly moved when his eyes passed by. Slowly drove away like a guilty conscience.

Luo Wenzhou bent down slightly and attached it to the driver's ear through the half-open window: "Someone is staring at you, be careful. If you have any situation, please come to me at any time."

The driver of the black car was blowing on the cold air conditioner, still sweating on his head, and nodded quickly.

Luo Wenzhou took a deep look at him, turned around and walked to the subway station. Just after the security check, his cell phone rang.

"Tao Ran, how's it going?" He said, swiping his card to enter the station, and then suddenly stopped, "What? You repeat that name again."

There was no other good window in Fei Du's office with a "slap", and it was closed by the wind, and a few sheets of paper fell to the ground. At this moment, his virtual hand holding the mouse suddenly moved.

Fei Du freezes one of the monitored images, zooms in and then flips back, and finds that the time is about 8:50 in the evening.

It is a very peripheral camera, which is almost no longer within the scope of Chengguang Mansion, it is a gravel path.

Because of the proximity of the water system, even in early summer, there are still many mosquitoes, and few people pass by after dark. Even if there are people occasionally, they all walk in a hurry-and a hesitant shadow lingers under the street lamp for a long time.

From the lens, I can only see that the man is wearing a rough and uncoordinated formal wear, is not tall and a little thin, standing still, smoking a few cigarettes in a row. He held a kraft paper bag tightly in his hand, and looked up in one direction for a while from time to time. For a while, he seemed to have received a call and said a few words to the person on the phone before he hurriedly walked out of the scope of the lens.

Fei Du watched this video several times, not sure if it was the deceased who had a relationship with him, he grabbed the car key, closed the computer and went out.

Forty minutes later, Fei Du came to the central business district of Huacheng District.

He raised his head and glanced at the increasingly gloomy sky, took out an umbrella from the trunk of the car, and walked towards the scenic area near Chengguang Mansion.

Fei Du has an excellent sense of direction, and he almost found the location of the surveillance camera without making any detours.

The water vapor in the air was so strong that it was about to drop. He carefully observed the location of the surveillance, recalling the direction the person in the lens had been looking at, and turned around-at the end of the path, he happened to see the shadowy Chengguang Mansion.

Fei Du's gaze fell on the trash can next to him--on the smoke-extinguishing stone, with a few cigarette butts lying alone.

The place is off the beaten track and the trash cans are clean. Almost no one throws anything in. The cleaners only come to clean up every ten and a half months. Fei Du took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and carefully put the cigarette butts. Squeezed it.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Fei Du wrapped the cigarette **** in a hurry, and then took out the phone. When he saw the phone display, he smiled before saying: "Why, have you suddenly seen me like three autumns?" /

Tao Ran's voice is quite serious: "Are you in Chengguang Mansion the night before?"

"Yes," Fei Du had a meal, "what's the matter?"

"Are you with someone named Zhang Donglai?"

Fei Du was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to reply, there was a thunderstorm, and the heavy rain "hulled" and leaked.