Chapter 10 Chapter Ten A Strange Game of Chess

Director Shang refused to meet with Sang Chu, and emphasized that the materials taken yesterday must be returned for filing today.The secretary told Sang Chu embarrassingly that Director Shang was not in a good mood these two days, and he was indeed in a meeting. "He has to eat and pee, right?" Sang Chu sat down to smoke, and hoped that the other party would enjoy a glass of water. "I'll wait! Wait until the iron tree blooms. You tell him, Mr. Sang, wait until the eel grows hair and the horse grows horns. From the donkey comes the little camel." "Oh, why are you so unreasonable!" The secretary was anxious.

"It's not that I'm being unreasonable, it's that your director is being unreasonable!" Sang Chu shook his thumb at the door, "I can see it clearly, the small blackboard in the aisle reads: At eight o'clock in the morning, the heads of all departments will focus on the discussion on the prevention of the elderly. The transformation and utilization of fortifications. There is still time to discuss such a matter next month! But I have a murder case in my hands!" These words carry a lot of weight, and the secretary went in again without saying a word.Sang Chu said in her heart: I don't believe it!

It's still not sunny today, and the sky outside is leaden gray when viewed from the window.A few old sunflowers drooping their heads stood quietly not far away, and the sunflower disc was as big as a footbath.The sunflowers in the city government compound are growing well.A few tens of meters away is the gray-brick red-roofed office building of the Municipal Party Committee. There is a bicycle shed downstairs, and at the corner is the mail room hidden behind a bulletin board.Sang Chu remembered that she broke up with Yan Xuehao in front of the bulletin board yesterday morning. This person has not moved for a day.

Compared with the attitude when he reported "Li Yi's appearance", Yan's quietness now seems somewhat abnormal.Especially when there is a murder in the middle, which is very eye-catching to anyone.It is necessary to meet him!When Sang Chu thought so, the secretary came out of the conference room. "Director Shang said that the homicide case is your business, and he really doesn't have time for it." Sang Chu leaned over: "Tell him, I'm from Beijing." "Wait a minute." The secretary went in again. Sang Chu put the ashtray on his lap, opened his posture, and vowed not to give up until someone came.He has seen this kind of scene a lot, and in the end, the other party is crying and clamoring to see him.

The secretary came out again soon: "Director Shang said that if you are from Beijing, you can still consider it." "Hey!" Sang Chu couldn't help laughing, "I really want to know who is mad at me, you or your director?" The secretary smiled a little, and sat opposite Sang Chu: "I thought Detective Sang Da would never get angry." "Yes, occasionally." Sang Chu expected to meet another confused admirer, "Tell me, has your director always had a weird temper? Does your left foot have a bad hand? It's okay and he likes to pick his teeth. Besides, he may be messing around. stock."

The secretary glanced at the door of the meeting room, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Mr. Sang, it's absolutely amazing!" "you said I……" "Yes! It's amazing! I don't know about stocks, but you've hit the spot on the other items." "Do you want to know why?" "certainly." "Of course shit! I don't know anything. I can't even see his face, what else!" Still not giving up, the secretary urged Sang-chu to talk.Sang Chu stood up with a small face: "As a secretary, you should try your best to maintain the personal image of the leader. However, I say so much is useless. What does this have to do with me? What matters right now Yes, I want to see him."

The secretary looked Sang Chu up and down, with a look of awe on his face: "Don't go, sit down for a while!" "Who said I'm leaving? The donkey hasn't got out the little camel yet!" Sang Chu staggered out the door, "Tell you director, I'm waiting for him outside. This big yard is at least a hundred years old, right? Doesn't include Municipal Party Committee Office Building." The secretary nodded, seeming a little silly. Sang Chu chuckled, leaned close to his ear and said, "Pay attention to the mat under your director's desk. The right side is quite worn, but the left side is fine, which proves that there is something wrong with his left foot. Look at his ashtray, at least There are four or five unstruck matches, what are they? Toothpicks! Understand? Substitutes. It is especially worth mentioning that this person has a habit of picking at the corners of the table. It's a little weird. As for stocks... You can see what he is digging for. One is the word 'Shanghai', and the other is not very clear, it may be 'deep', 'deep in Shenzhen'."

The secretary froze. Sang Chu winked at him, and walked leisurely to the stairs.The secretary retreated to the office, and came to Director Shang's big desk like a thief.In the blink of an eye, he found the "characteristics" mentioned by Sang Chu, especially the word "deep", which is a bit out of shape, and if you don't distinguish it carefully, it is easy for people to mistake it for "scumbag". . Oh old Sang Chul! Looking down the window, he saw Sang Chu's figure entering the office building of the municipal party committee.What an elf! Suddenly heard movement behind.Looking back suddenly, he saw Director Shang's expressionless eyes.

"what are you doing?" "Oh! No... I didn't do anything." The secretary was inexplicably flustered, "I want to open the window to let in some air!" "Is the policeman gone?" "No, he might come again." Director Shang paced over and checked his drawers and desktop.Then he habitually took out the matchbox, took a match and began to dig out his teeth. The secretary's eyes straightened. "Why are you looking at me?" "Oh." The young man hurriedly opened the window, "Mr. Sang Chu smokes a lot." "Shut up, shut up!" Director Shang said in a harsh tone, "That guy named Sang seems to be someone?"

"Yes...it's a character." "Supposedly I should see him, right?" Director Shang narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself. But until lunch, Mr. Sangchu never showed up again. "Who are you looking for?" The girl with glasses in the publicity office tilted her head.The pair of eyes behind the lens stared at the little old man at the door without blinking. "Yan. Yan Xuehao." The little old man said. "He didn't come." "Here we come," another girl without glasses interjected, "Here we are for a while, then we go away."

"Do you know where he went?" "I don't know. He didn't say, and I didn't ask." "Excuse me, thank you!" The little old man shrank his neck and left. Sang Chu estimated that Yan Xuehao went to Yindi Building again.He dismissed the idea of ​​meeting Director Monk, and rode on his bike to the east of the city.Do whatever it takes to find this guy.What should be seen, or what can be seen, has been seen.Although the gains were minimal, the basic outline of the case was roughly drawn.Now it's time to find a breakthrough.Song Fan's immortality is of course the best breakthrough point.It's a pity that people took the first step.At this time, Sang Chu had discovered a plausible link in his thinking, which was Song Fan's illness and the mental state caused by it.According to Dr. Zou, he did not disclose Song Fan's condition to any unrelated people. This only shows that Dr. Zou handled the matter well from the perspective of a doctor.But mental illness is different from other illnesses. Anyone who sees him often or pays more attention can guess what is going on with Song Fan with a good degree of precision.In other words, the range of people who made that threatening phone call was quite wide.He remembered that when he met Yan Xuehao at the cemetery, he asked him from the side if he recognized a very beautiful young woman.Yan Xuehao was very puzzled at the time.Now it is necessary to explain the words.Generally speaking, since Yan Xuehao cared so much about Li Yi's affairs, it was impossible for him not to know about Song Fan. Hopefully he can provide something of value. Just talk at the construction site. Sang Chu found a place to park the car, bypassed the foundation under construction, and walked towards the shed.He kept an eye on every corner, trying to find Yan Xuehao.He did not deny that it was somewhat blind to find someone like this, but his feeling told him that Yan Xuehao would not go anywhere else. There was still no one to be seen around the shed.He detoured to the foundation site and lingered for a while, but there was still no way.This place is relatively empty, and no one will really miss it.In the east and south, there is the range stipulated by the road, in the north is the residential area, and in the west is the material yard, which is full of sand, red bricks and prefabricated parts of various specifications, and two cantilever cranes stand tall.Sang Chu strolled over here. There is no one in the stockyard, and some prefabricated parts that are pressed down even have moss, which shows that they have been stacked here for some days.He thought about the missing contractor, with a big question mark in his heart.As a rule, it is impossible for such a large-scale construction project to be outsourced to a construction team that is not professional. Judging from the moss on the prefabricated parts, 80% of them are carried out in stages, and the preliminary projects such as the lower foundation are handed over to the contractor. The main body of the building is completed by other large companies, and the doors, windows and wires are handed over to another company.It is possible! Li Zaixing was just a small contractor.According to the migrant workers, this person has been missing for more than ten days.In other words, he was still here more than ten days ago.Well, you are really brave!In fact, daring to start over from the old place already speaks volumes. He thought of Manager Su's opinion and evaluation of Li Yi, and he seemed to understand the mood of this young man who had escaped death and returned to the ancient city.Manager Su also thought that Li Yi must have complained, but nothing came to light, and Sang Chu also agreed on this point.The key lies in the middle link. Director Shang? Li Yi, Li Yi!You are not a fool, why would you do such a fool, Sang Chu felt very uncomfortable.He slid between the cracks in the bricks.A domino made of red bricks that has been knocked down meanders away.It's new, new code.Walk along the direction where the "dominoes" fell, and finally come out from the other end.Along the gray road ahead, you can go back to the city.Old Sang Chu naturally couldn't imagine that Li Zaixing, or Li Yi, was at this place last night, punished Yan Zizhao a little, and poured urine on his head.He turned back and walked back, because the car was still parked near the construction site.Just when he was halfway, he saw Yan Xuehao. Yan Xuehao didn't see him, he was groping forward against the pile of bricks at that time, his expression looked particularly focused.Sang Chu immediately felt something was going on.He didn't rush to greet him, but turned his body sideways. Yan Xuehao bowed his back and touched his nose. He couldn't see Yan's face, only a bunch of keys hanging from the side of his buttocks.When the other party turned around the pile of bricks, he jumped and followed. Yan Xuehao was leaning against the brick wall and looking forward, following his gaze, but Sang Chu didn't see anything.Maybe the angle was wrong, he touched it. Yan Xuehao turned his head when he heard the movement, and Sang Chu covered his mouth.When I looked again, I saw a person sitting sideways on the pile of bricks in the distance. Other features were very ordinary, except for the eye-catching big beard.Sang Chu approached Yan Xuehao's ear and asked in a low voice, "Is that him?" Yan Xuehao nodded. Sang-chu looks around and makes a gesture of outflanking.Yan Xuehao understood.The two quickly parted ways.Yan Xuehao was stuck in the same place, and Sang Chu copied it along the southwest direction. The bearded man on the brick pile stood up. Sang Chu bent down and groped along the gap. In this posture, the prey could not be seen, but the sound could be heard.He knew that the other party had slipped down the pile of bricks and was moving forward along the left hand direction.It is estimated that something is wrong. Sang Chu clung to the pile of bricks, not daring to move, and searched for the direction of Li Yidun with his ears.Judging from the sound, he ran towards the west, that is, the road leading to the city.Sang Chu didn't dare to delay, and quickly pulled back.But when he rushed out of the stockyard, he only saw Yan Xuehao. "Where are people?" "Run away." Yan Xuehao pointed to the taxi that drove away. "What are you eating!" "I dare not! Mr. Sang!" Yan Xuehao was also happy, "I'm worried that he has a knife in his arms!" "You are afraid that he will recognize you!" "Yes, we have been neighbors for four years, and he can recognize me at a glance!" "What are you afraid of? Can he bite you?" "Mr. Sang, he is a desperado!" "Oh, that's how it is!" Sang Chu couldn't even express his temper, "But why do you still look for him everywhere?" "I can't keep things in my heart. I haven't slept well since the day I found him!" "Let's go." Sang Chu called Yan Xuehao, and walked back along the brick pile, "What's the use of talking about these now? Since you know you can't do it, you should change your method." Yan Xuehao was a little unhappy: "Don't forget, Mr. Sang, I found you from the very beginning." "Really?" Sang Chu stopped, "Are you too forgetful? Once you seemed to come alone! This time, you didn't inform me. To put it bluntly, I can definitely suspect that you want to put Li Yi scares away!" Yan Xuehao didn't dare to say anything. Sang Chu lit a cigarette leaning on the brick pile, and after thinking about it, he handed Yan Xuehao another one.The two were silent for a while, and Sang Chu spoke first: "Have you ever heard of the name Li Zaixing?" "I heard what you said." Yan Xuehao said, "Is this Li Yi's pseudonym?" "Probably." Sang Chu stacked two bricks, puffed and sat down, "Sit down, I have a few words to ask you." Yan Xuehao sat down obediently. Sang Chu flicked off the cigarette ash, squinted at the person next to him, and chose the way of questioning: "Have you heard about the insurance company?" "Do you mean the dead man?" "right." "Of course I heard about it. The news spread quickly." "How are they passed on?" "You can say anything. Most people believe that Song Fan's death is related to the big insurance case four years ago." "Do you all think that Song Fan's death has something to do with Li Yi?" "Didn't you say that Song Fan committed suicide?" Yan Xuehao didn't seem to know the cause and effect. Sang Chu didn't want to dwell on this detail, so he coughed and said, "Do you know Song Fan?" "I don't know her, but I know her. I have also heard about the communication. I am referring to the results of the processing four years ago." "Old Yan." Sang Chu used a unique title to show his respect for Yan Xuehao, "As far as Li Yi is concerned, you are the most enthusiastic person other than the person concerned. And you are the reason why you found me directly I also stated it. Now you see, Li Yi came back, and Song Fan suddenly committed suicide again. Do you think there is any direct relationship between the two. " "I believe there is!" Yan Xuehao said without hesitation, "I even suspect that Song Fan didn't commit suicide!" "Go ahead!" "I think Song Fan was murdered by Li Yi." That's not a bad thing to say.Sang Chu thought.It's just that the method of murder is a bit unique.The most important thing is that the murderer is not Li Yi. "Do you have any basis? Indirect ones are fine too?" Yan Xuehao murmured for a long time, but naturally he couldn't come up with any evidence. "Old Yan, what's your impression of Song Fan?" "How do you say that? I have no direct contact with her. Just for that matter, I suspect she is a victim." "How do you explain this?" Sang Chu asked. "Intuition! It's completely intuition. I don't believe that she will have anything to do with Li Yi anyway." "Wait!" Sang Chu raised a hand, "Who said she has a relationship with Li Yi, where did you start?" Yan Xuehao turned his head: "Why did you forget, I know Li Yi is still alive! Who else could kill Song Fan?" "Don't you intuitively think that there is nothing between them?" "But this doesn't mean that Song Fan doesn't know the inside story! If she knows the facts of a certain crime committed by Li Yi, everything will be explained." "Oh! So you think so!" Sang Chu frowned, "If you understand well, you think Song Fan is not only innocent, but also possesses some kind of criminal evidence?" "Yes!" Yan Xuehao said, "Everything is concentrated on Li Yi, and this person must be arrested as soon as possible." This is equally good, Sang Chu thought. "Old Yan!" Sang Chu said seriously, "Do you know what I'm doing here at the construction site? No, I'm not here to find Li Yi. I'm here on a special trip to find you." He didn't mention the fact that the other party didn't meet each other for a day, "Old Yan, I think you do have something to hide. Don't deny it, you know what I do. I've had this feeling since our first conversation, you didn't finish your sentence." Yan Xuehao raised his head slightly, silently looking at the leaden sky in the distance.Sang-chul doesn’t rush him, but just waits.There is an unseen pressure that fills the wait, forcing you to speak. "Mr. Sang, it's not that I don't want to say it." Yan Xuehao let out a long breath, "It's the same whether you say it or not. You may not be able to say something that offends you! After all, this matter has dragged on for too long. People have enough time to plug all loopholes." "No!" Sang Chu waved his fingers vigorously, "The loopholes can be patched, but the cracks will always exist! Besides, Li Yi is still alive." Sang Chu knew that the last sentence was a bit blunt, but he had to say it.This contradiction cannot be circumvented, I believe Yan Xuehao can hear it. Sure enough, the other party's eyes turned quickly, "What do you mean? Mr. Sang! Hearing what you said, Li Yi seems to be a good person?" "No no no, words like 'good guy' and 'bad guy' are only for kids. I'm just saying, he's alive!" "Alive can't prove his innocence." Yan Xuehao's expression became serious, "Unless..." "Unless what?" Sang Chu asked urgently, he knew that Yan Xuehao had discovered that contradiction. "Unless my inference is wrong!" "Yes, there is indeed a problem with your inference! On the one hand, you think Li Yi is guilty; on the other hand, you suspect some people above. There is a blank space between the two!" "My God! Could it be that someone in the insurance company...someone did something?" "That's right! Without this important link, your inference can't be established!" Sang Chu patted his knee, "Calm down! We are just making things happen, and the matter is already close to the truth!" Yan Xuehao's face turned pale, and it took him a while to speak: "Based on this logic, Li Yi should be innocent?" Sang Chu smiled slightly: "Let's think so. Now it's time to talk about your discovery, I mean... the top." Yan Xuehao stared at Sang Chu's thin face for a long time, his eyes were full of awe: "Oh! It really is a great detective!" Sang Chu smiled: "The great detective who can't do anything." "This is already remarkable, Mr. Sang! Only people like you can look at Li Yi in a different light! Before that, no one questioned Li Yi's criminal behavior." "That's not necessarily true." Manager Su's face flashed in Sang Chu's mind, but he didn't say, "Now it's time for you to talk. Use this angle to re-examine the facts you know." "Yes, this way everything will be cleared up!" Yan Xuehao thumped his palms, "Listen, Mr. Sang! You can start from the Supervision Department! To be precise, from Director Shang of the Supervision Department! All the lumps Focus on this guy!" Sang Chu really wanted to tell him: I'm already ahead of you.It can even be said that whether it is the victims Li Yi and Song Fan, the conspiracy makers Yan Zizhao and Bai Kefu, their covert Director Shang, and the half-knowledgeable Yan Xuehao, they are all playing chess at the moment. in front of my eyes. It can be said at a glance. Unfortunately, what he is facing is not a pawn at the mercy of others, but a living person of flesh and blood with his own ghost.No one can play this game of chess!We can only observe and guard against strange tricks. He believes that there must be some strange moves here, strange moves that these people on the chessboard don't necessarily know. "I have enough time to listen to your impression of Director Shang." "Let's put it this way." Yan Xuehao gestured inexplicably, "You can stop anyone in the city hall at will. If someone says he is good, I am willing to write his name upside down." "It seems that this person is quite disgusting!" Sang Chu shrugged, "An out-and-out bad guy! Don't look at me like that, it's quite accurate to use the word 'bad guy' here." Yan Xuehao began to count Shang with his fingers 'Bad', Sang Chu felt nauseous upon hearing it.He couldn't imagine that a lame donkey was still promiscuous, damn it! "Okay, stop!" Sang Chu waved his hand, restraining Yan Xuehao's impulse, "The other 'bad' will not be shown, you can focus on what this person did in the huge insurance case?" "Then how do I know!" Yan Xuehao disappointed Mr. Sang Chu with a single sentence, "This kind of thing is the same as catching an adulterer. You have to catch both people, but in this regard, no one can do anything!" "Bullshit!" Sang Chu scolded, "That's exactly what I need! That kind of broken shoes has nothing to do with this case!" "The case of the disappearance of a huge sum of money was handled by him alone, and he must know the real inside story." "The problem is, it's impossible for me to get into his stomach! What do you think of me? A god?" Sang Chu rubbed his hands vigorously, "Shit! My shit still stinks! It's really evil, yes Everyone regards me as a prophet! It's all here and there!" Yan Xuehao opened his mouth wide open like a fool, dumbfounded. Old Sang Chu understands that he is still standing still after tossing for a long time. In Fatty's memory, Baikov left at eight o'clock in the morning.Since the insurance company had already arranged an eyeliner, he went to a small shop across the street to eat a bowl of wontons, and when he came out to wipe his mouth, he found out that Baikov had walked out of the stairs for the second time. Evil!Could it be that this person went back again? Anyway, this time I can't lose people again.He watched Baikov's actions from a distance, wondering what might have happened just now.Nine times out of ten, when he was eating Dongyou, the person surnamed Bai went back again. Turtle grandson!What the hell are you playing? Since he didn't dare to get too close, he couldn't really observe the other person's expression.But in terms of expression, the whole person surnamed Bai feels like a bird in a bow.Turning back three times at a step, the two eyes have never been idle. The fat man sat on the long stool in front of the restaurant, watching Bai's every move.But seeing that the surname Bai unlocked the car, pressed the seat to test the air in the tires, then stepped on the car, rode slowly to the side of the road, pumped up the tires before the car repair booth, and then turned the front of the car , rode down in the opposite direction from the insurance company. Fatty stood up, rolled out his car and followed.He didn't dare to get too close, for fear of being exposed because of his bulk.At the traffic light, Baikov turned onto the road on the right.The fat man decided that this person did not go to work.Because the front is not an insurance company but a small commodity wholesale market. What is Bai doing there? There are many people and cars on the road, so there is no need to worry about being seen by the opponent.The fat man followed slowly, and was caught by a car on the way. Before the man apologized, the fat man apologized to him first.He worried about losing his target. Twenty minutes later, Baikov entered the wholesale market.He put his hands in his pockets and walked straight to the hardware booth.The fat man became more thoughtful and moved forward along a passage of plastic products.There is a parallel between him and Bai. Baikov walked back and forth in front of the hardware booth, his eyes darting back and forth in front of various tools.Then he squatted down, picked up a shiny butcher's knife and weighed it in his hand. The fat man trembled in his heart, feeling that something was wrong.This bastard seems to be picking a tool for a crime.While thinking this way, the surname Bai put down the butcher's knife again, and grabbed a hammer. The hammer is raised in front of the eyebrows, the iron is cut, black, black, white, and white.Baikov turned the hammer, as if he hadn't made up his mind.The fat man saw it clearly, and a very unlucky feeling surged in his heart. He realized that the matter was more serious than expected. The other party not only foresaw the existence of danger, but was already preparing for it. This move couldn't be more clear, the person surnamed Bai really had a murderous intent.If it is just for defense, other methods can be used. Bai Kefu didn't buy the hammer, fiddled with the butcher's knife and stood up.I saw him still walking around the stalls with his hands in his hands.The wholesale market is a simple shed with everything for sale.For about 20 to 30 minutes, Baikov didn't pick anything convenient, he walked around to the iron gate on the north side, and turned out.Outside is a small plaza that sells the same thing.The fat man followed and stared at him from afar.I saw the man surnamed Bai going out, not looking like he was going to buy something. Sure enough, Baikov left the wholesale market, opened the wire lock covered with a plastic tube, got on his bike and left.This time he rode very fast and headed straight for the insurance company.Starting from here, it takes about half a city to get to the insurance company.The fat man didn't dare to be careless, and followed behind unhurriedly. Far and near, you can see the building of the insurance company. Baikov slowed down the speed of the car, looked around and pedaled along the side of the road.It was another traffic light, he got out of the car, and put the bridle on the sidewalk. The fat man was a little bit blind, and he might expose himself by following up like this.When red turned green, he followed the flow of traffic and rode forward without daring to turn back.This is a very bad situation in the afternoon, the fat man thought for a while, and then he walked into an alley beside the road. Baikov pushed the cart and walked over. "Come here, baby!" The fat man stopped a five or six-year-old boy, and took out fifty cents from his pocket, "See, that cart pusher, yes. You follow him! See what he wants to do?" "Are you a policeman?" The boy looked at Baikov's back. "No! No. Don't ask, go!" "You have to give me a dollar!" "Hey! You're not at a disadvantage!" The fat man gritted his teeth and gave Ding Boy another fifty cents.He didn't understand how the children nowadays dared to open their mouths so much!Everyone understands the market economy. The boy came back after leaving for a while, and told the fat man, "That man is repairing bicycles." Car repair? "Go and stare again!" The boy went for a while and came back to report: "He finished repairing the car and left." The fat man really wants to slap this kid in the mouth!Damn, it's not worth the money.As expected, Baikov had disappeared.He pushed the car to the stall and asked the mechanic to look at the brakes.The man fiddled with it and said the brakes were fine.The fat man casually asked, "What's wrong with that man's car just now?" "There is nothing wrong with the car, they just changed the lock." "Oh, change the lock." The fat man suddenly realized, thanked the repairman and went straight to the insurance company. His men were still staring at the intended target, and the fat man asked them if Baikov had come.The answer is yes. The fat man didn't say anything, he quickly crossed the road and entered the parking shed through the back door of the insurance company.Immediately, he found Baikov's car without any difficulty, and sure enough, he found that the other party had replaced a new lock, which was very bright and conspicuous.And the wire lock was gone. Yes, the wire lock was originally easy to use.