Chapter 13 Chapter Eleven

Things were going from bad to worse: a few days later, an internal bulletin was sent to the units.In addition to the ascertained losses, the police gun of the wounded trooper was declared missing.The police searched the scene repeatedly and checked hundreds of nearby residents, but the police revolver numbered C00863726 was still missing. A gun with 6 bullets, no matter what the motives of the holder, can't be benign. Fang Mu felt tremendous pressure.Every morning when I turn on my phone, I get dozens of calls asking for interviews.Bian Ping also blocked a lot for him.Fang Mu knew very well that he said it was an interview, but he just wanted him to admit his mistakes again and again.Many colleagues in the hall showed a gloating attitude towards this young man who was valued by the leaders. Fang Mu had to rush between the Public Security Bureau and various sub-bureaus every day amidst various ambiguous glances and whispers.

Luo Jiahai, where the hell are you? After the incident, the police immediately took control of the city's passenger terminal, train station, airport and other places. Judging from the current arrest progress, Luo Jiahai is likely still in the city.Soon, arrest warrants with Luo Jiahai's photo were posted all over the streets and alleys, all police officers in the city were cancelled, and the number of patrols doubled compared to usual.It is impossible for a person in a prison uniform not to eat, not to sleep, or to completely hide himself.Luo Jiahai's arrest seems to be a matter of time.

However, a week later, the arrest work has not made any progress.The police received multiple reports from the masses, and after rounding up with live ammunition, they discovered that they had made a mistake.Luo Jiahai seemed to have completely evaporated from the air. "Don't get too angry." Bian Ping rubbed his face up and down, showing his fatigue. "Yeah." Fang Mu looked at Bian Ping's veined back of his hand and bloodshot eyes, and the guilt in his heart grew stronger. "Let's let go of the maze case first, and go all out to catch Luo Jiahai."

"En." Fang Mu replied in a low voice, and stood up. "Why are you going?" "Go out... and have a look." "Sit down." Bian Ping pointed to the sofa, "Finding people is not your strong point, just let the people in the branch office do it." Fang Mu stood still. "Do you know why I brought you here?" Bian Ping's tone became severe. "I know." Fang Mu lowered his head, "Assist in the analysis of criminal cases where the criminal has abnormal psychology." "That's incredible..." "Also," Fang Mu suddenly grinned, "Negotiations on sudden hostage-taking incidents."

"Hey." Bian Ping also laughed, "You brat!" Bian Ping's encouragement eased Fang Mu's heart a lot. He pulled up a chair and sat in front of the table, drinking tea while sorting out his thoughts that had been chaotic for the past few days. Judging from the current situation, there are no other than two possibilities for Luo Jiahai's whereabouts: one is that he has fled to other places; the other is that he is still hiding in this city, and under the protection of others.Fang Mu is more inclined to the second possibility. "Tell me your reasons." "First of all, I think it is unlikely that Luo Jiahai will escape from prison on his own initiative. I have been following up on this case. I think that after Luo Jiahai returned to the case, there are always two completely different emotions. One is love and regret for Shen Xiang, The other is the fear of the death penalty and the desire for survival. It can be said that when I was negotiating with Luo Jiahai, his desire to die was still very firm. Before the court session, Luo Jiahai’s instinct to survive Desire still has the upper hand. This can be seen from his active cooperation with the lawyer. But after all, it is two lives, and it is impossible to escape the death penalty just by relying on a "pity worthy of mercy". Believe this, Luo Jiahai I also know it in my heart. Therefore, saving his life and meeting Shen Xiang in another world are both expected and acceptable results by Luo Jiahai. No matter what the ending is, one of his wishes can be fulfilled. Therefore, I don’t think he will Too likely to take the initiative to escape."

"You mean—Jiang Dexian is probably an accomplice?" "Yes. Otherwise, all of this would be an outrageous coincidence—the guard just happened to be off his post; Luo Jiahai just happened to have a sharp object in his hand; the sniper happened to be blocked from sight; "Then what is Jiang Dexian's motive?" "I don't know." Fang Mu shook his head. "Being held hostage by his own client is not a glorious thing for a lawyer. I can't think of why he would destroy his career, but I think he is very suspicious." Bian Ping pondered for a while, "I will suggest that the Municipal Bureau investigate Jiang Dexian."

"And that truck driver." Fang Mu recalled seeing that truck driver Huang Runhua in the traffic police detachment. He seemed to be completely frightened, sitting on a chair and constantly sifting through the chaff.The traffic control department appraised the truck driven by Huang Runhua, and concluded that the air bubbles blocked the air duct of the brake system and caused the brakes to fail.After Huang Runhua discovered that the brakes had failed, he had no choice but to run through the red light in order to avoid the vehicle in front. Although he pulled the handbrake in time, the huge inertia still caused the truck to slide towards the middle of the road.This detail allowed the traffic control department to identify it as a traffic accident caused by an accident.The insurance company paid out.

When the police in the whole city rounded up Luo Jiahai day and night, the city did not lose its original order because of the escape of a condemned prisoner.Life is still going on, the roads are still full of traffic, and the sex-eating men and women are still running back and forth for different goals.They never seem to have doubted the orderliness of life, and have always believed in the beauty and harmony of this city.Death row prisoners, prison escapes, and serial car accidents seem to have happened on another planet.Apart from attracting attention in the evening paper, it has nothing to do with everyone.

Luo Jiahai put down the corner curtain that had just been raised, and sighed heavily. Since the baseball cap brought him here that day, Luo Jiahai has never left this room.This is a mixed-use commercial and residential building located near the city center. Except that there is no telephone and Internet, the living facilities in the room are all available.There are some simple changes of clothes in the closet, and the refrigerator is full of quick-frozen food, which is really a good place to avoid hunting.The baseball cap told him not to leave the room, nor to open the curtains, and he only came to deliver food once in a few days.Luo Jiahai lived in fear for a few days, and gradually calmed down.After calm, there is restlessness.

Who exactly is Jiang Dexian?Who is the baseball cap?What is this place?Why should they save themselves... The question marks made Luo Jiahai sleepless at night.No matter what he thought, he couldn't figure out what was going on.He just vaguely felt that he was in the midst of a huge plan, but who was the planner and why he was chosen made him puzzled. The only thing that is certain is that this plan is related to Shen Xiang. That day, as soon as the guard walked out the door, Jiang Dexian opened the briefcase, took out two photos from an envelope, and threw them in front of Luo Jiahai.Luo Jiahai looked at it subconsciously, and was stunned after only a glance.

In one of the photos, Shen Xiang was crossing the road alone carrying a big plastic bag, frowning slightly.In another photo, Luo Jiahai and Shen Xiang were walking on campus. Shen Xiang held Luo Jiahai's arm, raised his head and talked and laughed with him, while Luo Jiahai listened attentively with a smile. "You...you are..." "Don't ask anything. From now on, everything is up to me!" The short and fat Jiang Dexian had piercing eyes at the moment, like a general determined to win. "Hold it." He unscrewed the cap of the pen and handed it to Luo Jiahai, "In a while, you use this to press on my neck and force me to go out. You have to press it hard, it doesn't matter if you see blood. Remember, you have to turn around when you go out body, face me to the watchtower, and try to hide behind me. As long as you get in the car, everything will be easy. Remember?" Luo Jiahai held the pen in a daze, "But..." "No but!" Jiang Dexian said sharply, footsteps had already been heard in the corridor, "Everything is for Shen Xiang. Do you understand?" Everything is for Shen Xiang? This is the sentence that puzzled Luo Jiahai the most.Afterwards, he recalled the details of those photos, and realized that in the first photo, Shen Xiang was actually carrying a large bag of soap and body lotion, while the other photo was undoubtedly taken when they were passionately in love.He remembered something Shen Xiang once said: "Every time I go to the shower, or go shopping, it always feels like someone is following me." Who is the stalker?Is it the photographer?What does Jiang Dexian have to do with this matter? If a person's mind repeatedly thinks about the same problem, he will not become more and more bright but will become more and more numb.Luo Jiahai repeats the same things every day like a walking dead: eating, watching TV, thinking, and sleeping.In the day after day of confinement, he felt that he was slowly rusting.Occasionally, he would lift a corner of the curtain to see the busy traffic and crowds below, from the dawn of the sky to the beginning of the lights. Those corrupt officials who were caught fleeing abroad said that the days of fleeing were extremely painful, and it seemed that it was true. On this day, Luo Jiahai ate very late.Dinner is a bag of frozen dumplings.Luo Jiahai couldn't swallow after eating a few, so he took out a pack of cigarettes and smoked slowly.He doesn't know how to smoke, but he has nothing to do.Sitting for several hours, it seemed that I was thinking about something, and it seemed that my mind was blank.The rice bowl in front of him was filled with long and short cigarette butts, and the air was filthy.Luo Jiahai wanted to open the window to get some air, but he didn't dare. After thinking about it, he got up and went to the kitchen to turn on the range hood. To go from the living room to the kitchen through the entrance door, Luo Jiahai had just walked a few steps when he heard the door lock click.Luo Jiahai was startled, and felt that all the muscles in his body were stiff.He watched straightly as the door was opened and a baseball cap walked in. "Hey, such a big smoke?" The baseball cap slapped his hand under his nose.When he saw Luo Jiahai with a terrified expression, he seemed to find it amused, "It's okay, it's me. Have you eaten yet?" "Eat..." Luo Jiahai, who was still in shock, said dully. "Hey." The baseball cap laughed, "Have you been bored these days, buddy?" "yes." "Come on, I'll take you out for a walk." Sitting in the speeding car, Luo Jiahai opened the window to enjoy the cold night wind in late autumn.He didn't think of asking until his face hurt from the blow. "Where are we going?" "You'll know when you get there." The baseball cap stared at the rearview mirror from time to time, obviously not wanting to say more, and Luo Jiahai couldn't continue to ask, so he could only watch the car gradually drive from the city center to the outskirts of the city in silence. The brightly lit city had completely disappeared behind him, and on both sides of the road were vegetable fields and wheat fields that could not be seen.The car is like a wandering ghost with a lantern, gliding fast on an endless road. Suddenly, a small bright spot appeared ahead, and as the bright spot got bigger and bigger, the speed of the car gradually slowed down.Luo Jiahai knew that there was the destination. It seems that this is the kind of local restaurant that can be seen everywhere on the side of the road.Judging from the two or three cars parked in front of the gate, it seems that the business is not bad.The baseball cap locked the car door and signaled Luo Jiahai to follow him in.Pushing open the door, it was empty inside, not a single guest.There was only one tall man sitting behind the bar watching TV, and when he saw someone coming in, he also stood up. The baseball cap is obviously very familiar with him, "Is everyone here?" "It's all here. Mr. J just arrived too." The baseball cap nodded, turned around and signaled Luo Jiahai to follow him upstairs. The upstairs was dimly lit, and there were no tables and chairs, but a large open space, covered with a thick beige carpet, a few thick cushions were randomly thrown on the carpet, and on a small square table in the middle, there was a Set of exquisite tea sets.The simple and elegant atmosphere here is very different from the greasy stereotypes downstairs. The three of them were sitting around the square table drinking tea, when they heard someone going upstairs, they all turned their heads. "This is Ms. Q and Mr. Z." The baseball cap introduced them one by one. Mr. Z is a man in his 30s, wearing glasses and looking rather bookish.And Ms. Q is the only one sitting on a small stool, dressed casually, no specific age can be seen. "Lawyer Jiang, I don't need to introduce him. But here we call him Mr. J." Jiang De smiled and waved his hand, signaling Luo Jiahai to sit down.At this time, the lights downstairs went out one by one, and the tall man stepped up the stairs in a few steps. He pulled the wooden boards on both sides of the stairs across, completely blocking the stairs.In this way, the upper floor becomes a completely enclosed space. "This is Mr. H." Mr. H smiled kindly at Luo Jiahai. Luo Jiahai couldn't help asking: "What about you?" "Me?" The baseball cap took off, revealing a head of colorful hair, "You can call me Mr. T." Luo Jiahai sat among a group of people with strange names, and the atmosphere was a bit dull for a while. Miss Q poured him a cup of tea, Luo Jiahai thanked him and brought it to his lips, hesitating for a while but didn't dare to drink it.Everyone laughed. "Let's show him the information first." Mr. Z said to Jiang Dexian. Jiang De took out an information bag from under the square table and handed it to Luo Jiahai. Inside were some papers and photos with printed text, Luo Jiahai read each page slowly, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and the speed of browsing became faster and faster.After reading it, he took out the first piece of paper and stared at it.For a moment, he raised his head, his lips trembling: "The teaching field?"