Silent Reading Chapter 88: Macbeth (twenty-nine)

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"Ocean and they went to talk to Dong Xiaoqing for the last time, Dong Xiaoqing took a courier from the electric well door at the door," Tao Ran said, "The list is printed very clearly, and you can see it from the camera. It was Dong Ganzhi. For myself."

Luo Wenzhou glanced at Fei Du. If Fei Du's eyes were a bit lazy just now, he would be completely awake, and his expression sharpened when he stared at the hands-free phone.

Luo Wenzhou said: "But if I remember correctly, the last time Xiao Haiyang visited Dong's house was several days before Zhou Huaijin was assassinated. Why didn't the person who killed Dong Xiaoqing take advantage of this time?"

"Because at that time Dong Xiaoqing's house had reporters from the media squatting at home, and she had been hiding at home without going out. The risk of murder in the house was too high, and no one could be sure of what Dong Gan sent home. If Dong What they send home is only insignificant things, they will rush and startle them if they act rashly."

Luo Wenzhou didn't know what he thought of, and his expression faintly said: "You go on."

"Three days later, Dong Xiaoqing went out, first stopped by the flower shop to buy flowers, and then took the bus to Hengai Hospital. No one knew that there was a knife hidden in her bag. The girl seemed innocent at the time. The family of the harmless driver who caused the accident, feeling guilty, went to visit the family of the victim. I don’t think the people who followed her at that time thought she could do a thing of stabbing people in public."

When Luo Wenzhou heard this, he was silent for a while, and then he said: "After Dong Xiaoqing received the parcel sent home by Dong Gan, three days later, he chose revenge."

People can do everything on impulse, but impulse is only for a moment. Great changes can't make people impulsive for three days. During these three days, what did Dong Xiaoqing do when she was alone?

She may be trying to determine the authenticity of the information in the postal packet, or she may be planning how to retaliate against Zhou's family.

She has Xiao Haiyang’s contact information and can call ‘110’ at any time.

Have she hesitated?

Is there a moment when she took out her mobile phone and pressed the number, thinking about giving everything she had to the police, waiting for the society to give her a result-whether her father was a victim or a murderer?

Fei Du had a little effort to bend the hand of the upper hand, tapping the guardrail of the next hospital bed gently and rhythmically with his joints, and Luo Wenzhou pinched his fingers.

"Don't mess around," Luo Wenzhou whispered, "I'm not a spy, and I don't have the function of listening to Morse code."

Tao Ran reacted for a while before realizing who he was talking to, and hurriedly asked: "Did you turn on the speakerphone? I said, why is there an answer—is Fei Du next to you? Fei Du, awake? How are you feeling today? The day before yesterday, you were not so clear when we went to see you. Did you see the fruit that brother bought you? Xiao Qiao brought you a bear."

Most of the fruit has already entered Luo Wenzhou’s foodie belly. The bear’s head was wrapped in a fruit packaging bag by Luo Wenzhou, who was owed by his hand. It was in a shape that raised its claws and clinging to the corner. It should have just been snatched. The robber bear who was blocked by the police in the bank looks very tasteful.

Tao Ran said: "We really scared us that day, you don't know, Lao Luo is..."

Luo Wenzhou's reaction was lightning fast. He had a premonition of what was behind "Tao Dazui", and immediately interrupted him: "He can't speak or eat yet, and the fruits honor me-- Don’t talk nonsense, hurry up and be serious. What’s the basis for your speculation? Dong Xiaoqing and his family don’t live in a remote country. If she was followed as soon as she went out, why didn’t she find out that day?"

Tao Ran, a dedicated comrade, his attention is like a compass. Although he occasionally encounters disturbances, he can always focus on his work automatically with a single swipe.

When Luo Wenzhou was interrupted, he immediately forgot what he was about to explode, and quickly got upset: "Because the focus of the initial investigation was wrong-after Dong Xiaoqing went out, there were about ten on the way from home to the flower shop. Several Skynet cameras, eight of which captured her. After that, she got on the bus 50 meters from the flower shop and headed to Heng'ai Hospital-we focused on those eight shots that captured Dong Xiaoqing. , The passengers who got on the bus at the same stop as her, and the trailing vehicle of that bus, found nothing."

Luo Wenzhou frowned, rubbing Fei Du's dry and cold fingers repeatedly.

"Later we collected clues near the flower shop and the surrounding civilian surveillance. During the second round of investigation, we found a cyclist."

Luo Wenzhou didn't hear clearly: "Riding? Those who ride a bicycle with no skin exposed?"

"Yes, this person riding a bicycle was photographed by a small surveillance camera at the side entrance of a bookstore. At that time, he seemed to be resting on the side of the road, his face was tightly wrapped, he was wearing sunglasses, and he was away from Dong Xiaoqing waiting for the bus. The station was less than 100 meters away. Then the man took a shortcut to the next stop of the bus route Dong Xiaoqing took, put away the folding car and got on the bus. After only two stops, he went down again. There was no intersection with Dong Xiaoqing in the middle. So we didn’t notice this person at first."

"Could it be a coincidence?" Luo Wenzhou said, "This person probably didn't want to ride in the car, he just happened to be tired from riding. You can't suspect people just because they sunscreen, right?"

"It's not a coincidence," Tao Ran said with certainty, "because the stolen vehicle that struck Dong Xiaoqing and killed Dong Xiaoqing, it happened that the bus where Dong Xiaoqing was located was affixed between the stop where he got off and the next stop. After discovering this problem, we went back to investigate Dong Xiaoqing’s home-three shots had taken him and roughly drew the route of this person. We found that this person was following Dong Xiaoqing almost all the way. He was riding a bike faster than walking. Some, deliberately detoured a lot of small roads, completely avoiding surveillance is unrealistic, but he is very careful to avoid the surveillance that may have photographed Dong Xiaoqing."

The stalker does not appear in the same scene with Dong Xiaoqing, avoid getting on and off the bus at the same station as her, and minimize the risk of the police noticing him. Even if the luck was really bad, the police noticed him, and the airtight outfit of the cyclist would make him very recognizable.

This person is professional and cautious, and his anti-reconnaissance consciousness seems to have been trained--

"The cyclist is responsible for tracking the first half, and the murderer of the car is tracking the second half. If Dong Xiaoqing is willing to give flowers and leave, the car thief will abandon the car and leave before the owner calls the police. Moved the knife."

If Zheng Kaifeng deliberately contacted Dong Gan under the pretense of Zhou Huaijin’s identity, he would understand at the moment that Zhou Huaijin was assassinated. Dong Xiaoqing must have known something. There must be something wrong with the mail Dong Gan sent her, so he was decisive. Extinct.

"Key evidence," Luo Wenzhou sighed, "Tao Ran, it's impossible to piece together the ins and outs of one thing. We need key evidence."

"It's difficult," Tao Ran's voice inevitably brings out a bit of exhaustion, "Zheng Kaifeng's whole person is burnt-now all signs can only prove that Zheng Kaifeng and Yang Bo are inseparable from this series of cases. ——Zhou’s base camp is abroad. It’s not our site. We can’t just check it out. A few days ago, if it hadn’t happened to catch Zheng Kaifeng’s thugs, plus the underground bankers who helped Zheng Kaifeng make money, go to the building. Empty, we may not even be able to find out the transaction between Dong Qian and Zheng Kaifeng."

"I know," said Luo Wenzhou, "you have worked hard during this time."

At this time, Fei Du suddenly struck lightly and took his fingers out of Luo Wenzhou's palm, and reluctantly wrote on his palm: "Wait for a while..."

Before he finished writing the right half of the word "array", Luo Wenzhou understood what he meant, grabbed his finger again, confessed to Tao Ran to hang up the phone, and lightly patted Fei Du’s thigh. One click: "You are an auditor, why do you still want to express your opinions? If you dare to knock the needle off, I will hit you."

The only place Fei Du can express is also held by him, so he has no choice but to look at him.

"Wait a little longer," Luo Wenzhou said, "I know that although Zheng Kaifeng is dead, there have been so many cases of grievances and grievances over so many years. The evidence appeared too fast and concentrated, and it always seemed unnatural. , Right?"

Fei Du blinked at him.

"I have a feeling," Luo Wenzhou said suddenly, "You know this case better than us."

Fei Du looked back at him quietly.

Luo Wenzhou squeezed his finger: "Last time you asked me to use * to exchange information, what would you like to exchange next time?"

Fei Du pressed his palm.

Luo Wenzhou let go a little bit, letting him write.

Fei Du didn't know if it was intentional. Each stroke was stretched very long, and the carefully cared for fingernails were rounded and neatly trimmed, sweeping through the lines of his palm.

"'Give'," Luo Wenzhou read the first word he wrote, "What is it for you?"

Fei Du horizontally and vertically wrote three strokes in his palm.

Luo Wenzhou stared at his palm as if he couldn't read a word for a long time, his eyebrows rose and fell with rich expressions for a moment, and then he laughed with a "poof", he shook his head, his fingers lightly on Fei Du's face One shot: "Baby, are you dreaming?"

Fei Du looked at him with a smile.

Luo Wenzhou put his hands on the side of his pillow, leaned down/looking at him, very carefully avoiding his injured shoulder, lowered his head and gently touched his lips: "It is indeed the hour when you should dream. Now, go to sleep, wake up and I will accompany you to dinner."

After finishing speaking, he tucked the quilt for Fei Du, turned off the TV, drew the curtains, and went out to explain a few words to the caregiver waiting at the door, and walked slowly with the walking stick.

Luo Wenzhou came to "harass" him at a fixed time every day. It was based on Fei Du’s mental state to help him establish a fixed schedule, so as to save him from being indistinct in the morning and dusk. After a few days, Fei was almost cultivated by him. In reflection, when he closed the curtains and left, he would automatically feel sleepy, but I don't know if he was disturbed by Tao Ran's phone call, and Fei suddenly couldn't sleep.

Zheng Kaifeng's indifferent eyes, Yang Bo's panicked face, Zhou Huaijin's red eyes, Zhou Huaixin's bloodstains...Everyone can't get away from him.

He watched Luo Wenzhou's back disappear into the corner, and the nurse walked in and adjusted his drip flow rate.

Fei Du let out a breath, feeling a little cold.

After another half a month, Luo Wenzhou was reinstated and returned to the city bureau to report. On the day after he took over the Zhou’s case again, the police station received a call to the police——