Chapter 9 Chapter 8 Reunion

The investigation of the murder case at Chengwan Hotel has been going on for some time, but Xing Zhisen still insists on his own statement.From a legal point of view, if Hu Yingbo did kill someone and attacked Xing Zhisen with a suspected murder weapon in the stairwell, then Xing Zhisen's shooting and killing him was an accident and could not be treated as a crime.On the contrary, if it cannot be proved that Hu Yingbo did kill someone, then Lao Xing must bear criminal responsibility.Based on the available evidence, Lao Xing's words cannot be verified.Based on the principle of being cautious, the investigation team decided to conduct a polygraph test on Lao Xing. If Lao Xing passed the polygraph test, the case would continue to be investigated. If he failed the polygraph test, the case would be transferred to the procuratorate for review and prosecution.To this end, the investigation team held a special internal meeting.Bian Ping and Fang Mu, as assistants sent by the Public Security Bureau, also attended the meeting.

The secretary of the Political and Legal Committee attended the meeting and made an important speech, the words were harsh, and there was no shortage of warnings.He asked the investigation team to eliminate all external interference and handle the matter impartially.In order to put an end to concealment and protection, in addition to inviting experts from Shenyang to test Lao Xing's lie, police officers from other places were recruited to participate in the investigation.From the director of the city bureau to the police officers below, many people showed sullen expressions, but the matter was so important that it was not easy to raise objections, and they could only accept orders.The entire meeting was conducted in an extremely oppressive atmosphere. Except for the secretary who was strict with justice, everyone's speeches were as precious as gold, and they were extremely cautious.Therefore, when the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee announced the temporary adjournment, more than half of the people immediately ran outside the meeting room to breathe.

Fang Mu and Bian Ping stood in the corridor smoking, speechless for a while.The people around him talked loudly, or stretched their waists and chests, and Fang Mu suddenly felt that he was out of place with them, because it was impossible for him to confront the "criminal suspect", even if he stood on the sidelines.When several people were discussing in low voices who would be the most likely to be promoted to be the deputy director if Lao Xing went to prison, Fang Mu couldn't bear it any longer, and interrupted loudly: "Old Xing will come back." The few people were taken aback for a moment, then laughed and scattered.Fang Mu felt someone pulling his shoulder, it was Bian Ping.

Bian Ping motioned him to shut up, but instead of looking at him, he stared at the fallen leaves in the yard in a daze.It is already late autumn, and it has just rained again, and the world is full of chilling scenes. "It's getting cold." Bian Ping put out his cigarette, and said as if talking to himself, "I don't know if it's cold in Lao Xing's place." Fang Mu was still a little angry, "Lao Xing is still here, these bastards are already planning to take over from him!" "Be honest." Bian Ping said bluntly, "Keep a low profile, otherwise you will be kicked out of the investigation team, and you will do Lao Xing a favor!"

He looked at those who were still whispering, "It's like this in the officialdom. Only when someone goes down, someone will come up—those who are likely to be deputy directors naturally hope that he won't turn over." Fang Mu stopped talking, he suddenly thought of someone. Zheng Lin. Perhaps he is one of those who aspire to replace Lao Xing. When the meeting was resumed, there were a few more people around the secretary, and they should be police officers from various places.Fang Mu had something on his mind, glanced at it, and went back to his seat to smoke.When the secretary introduced these officers one by one, a name suddenly woke Fang Mu up.

"Xiao Wang, from the S City Bureau." Xiao Wang stood up to greet everyone, and met Fang Mu's surprised eyes.He smiled at Fang Mu and squeezed his eyes kindly. Fang Mu felt a little better.Xiao Wang is one of his own, and through him, Fang Mu can grasp the investigation trend. After the meeting ended, without waiting for Fang Mu to pass by, Xiao Wang immediately came over, greeted Bian Ping first, and then hugged Fang Mu's shoulders. "I just thought I could meet you kid!" Xiao Wang said happily, "As expected!" "I didn't expect that." Fang Mu glanced around and asked in a low voice, "What tasks are you in charge of?"

"Let's not talk about work first." Xiao Wang raised his eyebrows, "I'm in your territory, why don't you buy me a drink?" Dinner is arranged at a charcoal-fired raw lamb leg shop.Xiao Wang was busy eating local specialties, Fang Mu was not good at eating and drinking, so he found a newly opened restaurant nearby.Fortunately, Xiao Wang wasn't too picky, drinking beer and eating leg of lamb, he was very busy. Bian Ping did not participate in this dinner, and Fang Mu understood his thoughts very well: Xiao Wang is Fang Mu's acquaintance, and it is easier to communicate without other people present.

After drinking for three rounds, I ate half of the leg of lamb.Xiao Wang wiped his mouth contentedly, as if he still had more to say. "It's really fragrant. It's the provincial capital after all. You can't find such a store in a small place like City S... Oops!" Xiao Wang slapped his forehead, "Wang Bureau, Deng Detachment, and Xu Tong, asked me to bring you Things, drink some wine, I almost forgot." "Ok?" "Ruan jujube." Xiao Wang took out a large plastic box from his bag, "You must have never eaten the special product in the mountains of our S City."

"Too polite." Fang Mu took the box, "Go back and thank them for me." "It's a trivial matter." Xiao Wang waved his hand, "You have helped us a lot." "It should." Fang Mu smiled, "How about the case?" "It went well." Xiao Wang lit a cigarette and handed Fang Mu another, "But it is said that Liang Zehao and Pei Lan are quite tense." "Oh?" "Pei Lan was filmed like that, can Liang Zehao feel happy?" Xiao Wang leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "I heard that Pei Lan had just been rescued, Liang Zehao privately entrusted the hospital to give her a gynecological examination."

Fang Mu felt sick when he thought of Liang Zehao's mysterious appearance on the stairs that day. "As a boyfriend, you should comfort Pei Lan more at that time." Fang Mu shook his head, "This kid is too unmanly." "Cough!" Xiao Wang flicked the cigarette ash, "We can't understand the mentality of this kind of person." Fang Mu shrugged, "How long can you work in City C?" "I don't know yet. I guess we should go back to the original unit after the case is sent to the court." Xiao Wang leaned over and asked in a low voice, "It is said that the accident was caused by a deputy director?"

"Ok." "He killed someone?" "Suspected of murder." Fang Mu couldn't help correcting, "What task did you arrange?" "It's probably an outside investigation." Xiao Wang became a little more serious, "It seems that this time the higher ups are very serious about it, and most of the people in the investigation team are people outside the Municipal Bureau of City C—outsider investigations, so maybe they can let go of their hands. " "Yeah." Fang Mu nodded helplessly, "I'm afraid this is the first time in this city." "I'm also surprised," Xiao Wang suddenly smiled, "Most of the downfalls of high-ranking officials were due to taking bribes, bending the law for personal gain, and so on. This is the first time I've heard of killing people." "Yes." Fang Mu stared at the still red charcoal fire thoughtfully, "This is what we need to find out." "Anyway, I'm very glad to be able to cooperate with you again." Xiao Wang held out his hand solemnly, "I believe that the two of us can accomplish great things together." Fang Mu smiled, and held Xiao Wang's hand above the hot flame. red light. Liang Sihai parked his car well beyond the waiting line.At this moment, he looks completely different from Mr. Liang who is sitting behind the big boss's desk - dressed in overalls and a baseball cap, just like an ordinary truck driver. The red light lasts longer.He reached out to open the toolbox, which contained several packs of cigarettes.Liang Sihai hesitated for a moment, chose the cheapest Yunyan, took out one and lit it.Soon, smoke filled the completely sealed cab.He didn't like the smell of tobacco, and he only smoked one when he had a special need to stay awake. This is the moment. The red light turns green.Liang Sihai immediately snuffed out the cigarettes, thinking that he would throw away those boxes of soft packs of Zhonghua and Su Yan if he had an opportunity—a truck driver smoking such high-end cigarettes would make people suspicious. He did it himself, but he did not allow any mistakes in the process. The moment he started the car, he seemed to hear some kind of sound coming from the compartment behind him.He immediately tensed up and listened carefully, and the sound seemed to disappear without a trace.The car behind had already honked its horn impatiently, Liang Sihai quickly adjusted his expression, started the car and sped away. After passing the toll booth and getting on the expressway, Liang Sihai relaxed a little.While paying attention to the road, he listened to the movement in the carriage from time to time, and he was completely relieved after confirming that there was no more sound.The effect of the imported anesthetic is satisfactory, and I will buy more next time. Even in the afternoon, there is still a hint of coolness in the late autumn air.On both sides of the highway are wheat fields that have just been harvested, and some abandoned wheat straw piles are smolderingly burning on the edge of the field.There is no wind, thick or light smoke rises vertically into the sky, like the wolf smoke that alarmed in ancient times.Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Liang Sihai's mouth.Don't the wheat fields on both sides seem to have just experienced the battlefield of life and death?Those burning are the bones of the victims. Life is a battlefield. Liang Sihai stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the truck suddenly increased, leaving those barren wheat fields and thick smoke behind. The survivors are the winners. About forty minutes later, the sign on the side of the expressway showed that City S was ahead.Liang Sihai got off the highway at the intersection closest to the toll booth and drove onto a national road.The scenery on both sides of the road was roughly the same, Liang Sihai no longer paid attention to it, and the expression on his face became more serious.Half an hour later, a mountain gradually appeared in front of it, and Liang Sihai's car turned into a dirt road with potholes again, and drove forward bumping all the way.The farmers working in the fields turned a blind eye to Liang Sihai's car. At most, they raised their heads and took a numb glance, then lowered their heads and continued to fiddle with the ground under their feet. When approaching the foot of the mountain, a more hidden path appeared.It is said to be a road, but it is actually just a gap between two huge rocks.Although it is late autumn, the bushes at the foot of the mountain have not completely withered, and are still struggling with a little bit of green.Under the cover of vegetation, this path is looming, if you don't observe carefully, you can't find it at all. Liang Sihai parked the car, took out another cigarette and smoked slowly, and at the same time opened the window to carefully observe and listen to the movement around him.After confirming that no one was there, Liang Sihai got up and got out of the car, and walked along the waist-high grass to the back of the rock on the right.Just when he turned around the rock, he saw a truck parked there that was exactly the same as the one he drove.Liang Sihai was not in a hurry to get into the car, but walked around the car, focusing on checking the license plate, and after confirming that the license plate was exactly the same, he opened the door and jumped in.There was a strong smell of tobacco in the cab.Liang Sihai looked at the stained dashboard and frowned.These people are quite reliable, but the quality is too poor.He took out a wet wipe and wiped the steering wheel carelessly, then started the car. So, Liang Sihai drove the exact same car back the same way.The only difference is that the compartment of this car is empty.As for the other car and the "goods" in the compartment, Liang Sihai was not worried, because he knew that someone would drive away the car soon. As night fell, the path at the foot of the mountain became increasingly blurred.The farmers working in the fields dispersed in twos and threes, and the scattered houses at the foot of the mountain emitted puffs of cooking smoke.There is silence in the woods, and occasionally a late-returning crow can be heard singing on the branches.The truck stood quietly, as if it was trying its best to match the quiet environment, and it seemed like a loyal listener. Suddenly, a slap sounded discreetly at the rear door of the carriage, and then, it fell silent again.However, if you listen carefully, you can hear someone gasping and crying behind the door.At the same time, several hands were panicking on the door, looking for a possible place to break through.However, there was nothing to do except scratching in vain with the nails.Among those faint rustling sounds came the clapping again.At first, it was just one or two intermittent sounds, and then gradually became denser and louder, and finally, the small calls became clearer and clearer in the woods. "Help...help me..." A few crows were frightened, soared into the sky somewhere in the forest, circled over the truck full of resentment for a while, and then flew to the depths of the night sky screaming. That was the only response the woods gave to those people.In those slaps and shouts, the mountain is silent, the tree is silent. The sky is silent, and the earth is silent. All in all, keep silent.