Chapter 32 Chapter 31 The Secret of Two People

At about 10 o'clock in the evening on March 29, an intentional homicide occurred on the 7th floor of Metropark Building (under construction), No. 117-8 Songshan Road, Tiedong District. Yue Xiaohui, a third-year student at the Law School of Normal University in City C, was followed and taken to the 7th floor of the Metropark Building when she returned home late.The suspect intended to rape and kill Yue Xiaohui.Ma Jian, the former deputy director of the Tiedong Branch of the C City Public Security Bureau who passed by here, noticed the abnormal situation and went to rescue him.During the fight, Ma Jian unfortunately died in order to rescue the victim who was pushed downstairs.After investigation, Ma Jianjian was stabbed twice, and the fatal one pierced the left ventricle, resulting in hemorrhagic shock and death.The suspect Lin Guodong is at large and his arrest is in progress.

Zhang Zhenliang held up his mobile phone, hurriedly walked through the corridor, and kept giving orders into the microphone. "Small hotels, Internet cafes, and bathing centers, search carefully for me. All the power that can be mobilized..." He almost roared, "Train stations, long-distance bus stations, and expressways are all controlled, and all those places are controlled. You bastard, hold me down and die in this city!" After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhenliang also walked to the door of the office.He hesitated for a moment, opened the door and went in. The interior was dimly lit and smoky.Except for Du Cheng, there was no one in the office.Zhang Zhenliang walked gently to Du Cheng's side, pulled a chair and sat down.

Du Cheng heard his footsteps, but he didn't turn his head. He was still facing the computer monitor, watching a video intently. It was a video retrieved from Yue Xiaohui's cell phone, which completely recorded everything that happened that night. With his left hand resting on his chin, and a half-lit cigarette in his right hand, he stared fixedly at the picture that had been turned ninety degrees: Lin Guodong was half-lying on Ma Jian's back, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, Press it down. Ma Jian's legs twitched. In the speaker of the computer, the girl kept shouting: "Let go, let go quickly..."

Zhang Zhenliang raised his hand to pick up the mouse, and turned off the video screen. Du Cheng was still staring at the monitor in a daze.After a long time, he lowered his head, put his hand on his forehead, hid his cheek in the crook of his arm, and his whole body was trembling slightly. Zhang Zhenliang stood up and poured a cup of hot water, then took out a medicine bottle from Du Cheng's satchel, and placed it in front of him. "The arrest warrant has been issued, and the places to be controlled have been arranged. Unless Lin Guodong grows wings, he can't leave this city."

Du Cheng didn't make a sound. "There is a problem with the on-site investigation. You and Ma Jian's car collided and was seriously damaged." Zhang Zhenliang paused for a moment, "Tell me the truth?" Du Cheng raised his head, lit another cigarette, took a few puffs, and said slowly, "Laoma and I were in a hurry to save people. It was raining and the road was slippery, so we collided." "Okay, I'll reply to them later." "Is there a search warrant for Lin Guodong's house?" "It's coming down." Zhang Zhenliang looked at his watch, "I guess we've already set off by now."

Du Cheng put out his cigarette and stood up: "Let's go." Several police cars were parked downstairs in Unit 4, Building 22, Lvzhuyuan Community.A dozen residents stood around, pointing at the window of Room 501. Du Cheng stood on the cement steps at the door of the unit for a while, then turned and went upstairs.Zhang Zhenliang followed behind him without saying a word. The door of Room 501 has been cordoned off.Du Cheng bent down to enter, and saw that Lao Zhang of the technical team had already started sorting out the investigation box. "Limin, are you done?"

"Yes." Zhang Limin pointed to the bedroom, "Isn't it just a routine search?" Du Cheng stood in the center of the living room, looking around the two-bedroom house.Immediately, he walked to the sofa, observed the style and fabric, and roughly deduced when it was placed. Du Cheng stood up and turned his attention to the bathroom. The bathtub was the first thing that caught his attention.Du Cheng looked around in the bathroom and shouted out the door: "Li Min, come here." Zhang Limin came in response.Du Cheng pointed to the bathtub and the wall: "Here, re-inspect."

"Oh?" Zhang Limin put away the cigarette he was about to light, with a look of surprise on his face, "What are you looking for?" "The point is the blood stains." Du Cheng stomped on the ground, "The tiles should also be checked, and every seam should not be missed." Zhang Limin was even more puzzled, but he looked at Du Cheng's serious expression and waved his colleague to come in to work without asking. "Thanks, Limin." Du Cheng patted him on the shoulder, "Let me know if you find anything." He walked out of the bathroom and continued to look around the room carefully.Zhang Zhenliang was on the phone at the door, saw him come out, put away his phone and walked over.

"The sister-in-law of Ju Ma's family is here." Zhang Zhenliang looked at Du Cheng, "Luo Shaohua is also here." Du Cheng stepped out of the elevator and went straight to the deputy director's office.Just a few steps away, he heard someone calling him behind him.Du Cheng turned his head and saw Zhang Haisheng pushing Ji Qiankun and walking towards him. "How did you come?" "I was watching the news this morning and saw the arrest warrant." Ji Qiankun sat in a wheelchair and looked up at Du Cheng, "What did Lin Guodong do? Who is the third-year girl he kidnapped? Is it Yue Xiaohui?"

Du Cheng looked at Zhang Haisheng.The latter wisely walked a few meters away and leaned against the wall to smoke. "Lin Guodong..." Du Cheng considered his words, "He killed a policeman. Last night, the person he kidnapped was indeed Yue Xiaohui. This child painted 'Madame Butterfly' on her body, trying to lure Lin Guodong into his hands, and then catch him. " "How is she now?" Ji Qiankun's face suddenly turned pale, his hands tightly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair, as if he wanted to stand up, "I called her, but the child never answered."

"She's fine, skin trauma, in the police hospital." Ji Qiankun's expression was slightly relaxed.He turned the wheelchair and greeted Zhang Haisheng at the same time: "Quick, take me to the police hospital." "Don't do anything. Lin Guodong is still on the run, but it's only a matter of time before he is caught." Du Cheng hurriedly ordered, but his expression darkened, "He killed my colleague, there is video evidence at the scene, this time he can't escape of." Ji Qiankun's turning around stopped suddenly.He lowered his head, thought for a while, and faced Du Cheng. "You mean, he was charged with killing the policeman?" Du Cheng was a little puzzled: "Of course." "Not for killing my wife—and those women?" "It doesn't make any difference." Du Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and then realized Ji Qiankun's intentions, "Lin Guodong is very likely to face the death penalty..." "That is to say, when he was brought to court, he wouldn't even mention my wife's name?" "Listen to me!" Du Cheng couldn't hold back anymore, "We can legally search Lin Guodong's home now. But I can't guarantee whether the evidence from more than 20 years ago can be preserved..." "The court will only pay attention to the killing of a policeman, and ignore what Lin Guodong did 23 years ago..." "The one who was killed was my colleague, my friend!" Du Cheng roared, he took a step forward, grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, and looked directly at Ji Qiankun, "I don't care what you think, this matter will happen soon It's over. Just stay with me honestly, and I will let you see the day when Lin Guodong will be punished!" "It's over for you." Ji Qiankun looked back at Du Cheng without flinching, "For me, no." After finishing speaking, he turned around, shook the wheelchair and walked towards Zhang Haisheng. Du Cheng watched them disappear into the elevator, feeling depressed, but helpless.He gritted his teeth, turned and walked towards the deputy director's office. Duan Hongqing was in the office, sitting on the sofa with a crying old woman, comforting her constantly.Luo Shaohua was sitting on the other side of the sofa.He raised his head halfway, with the back of his head pressed against the wall, his eyes closed tightly, and tears streaming down his face. Seeing Du Cheng enter the door, the old woman struggled to stand up and grabbed Du Cheng's sleeve. "Chengzi, Chengzi..." The old woman's voice was both mournful and pleading, "What's going on, Ma is a good person, no matter how you say it's gone..." "Sister-in-law, please feel sorry for me." Du Cheng helped the old woman to sit down. "The old horse is going to save people. He didn't forget that he is a policeman until he died." "I thought that after he retired, he wouldn't have to worry about it all day..." The old woman burst into tears again, "This old thing, what can you do?" The old woman's cries echoed in the silent office.Sitting beside her, Du Cheng tightly held those wrinkled hands, the grief in his heart could not be added.Duan Hongqing lowered his head and sat on the desk without saying a word.Luo Shaohua still maintained the posture just now, motionless, tears kept flowing on his face. After a long time, the old woman's crying gradually stopped.She wiped her eyes and let out a long breath: "Where is the old horse? I'm going to see him." "Sister-in-law, you'd better not go." Duan Hongqing looked distressed, "It's important to take care of your health." "No." The old woman refused firmly.Immediately, the voice choked up again, "I can't leave him alone..." Duan Hongqing looked at Du Cheng, who nodded slightly. He pressed the pager on the table and asked the secretary to take the old woman to the funeral home. After the old woman left, the office returned to deathly silence again.Duan Hongqing sat behind the desk for a long while, got up and poured a glass of water for Du Cheng and Luo Shaohua each.Afterwards, he pulled up a chair and sat across from the sofa, his eyes scanning their faces back and forth. "Chengzi, tell me. What happened last night? Why was Ma Jian there?" "Everyone knows it in their hearts." Du Cheng snorted and pouted at Luo Shaohua, "He knows better." Duan Hongqing glanced at Luo Shaohua.The latter finally moved, bent over, lowered his head, put his hands in his hair, and let out a sigh. "Why did Ma Jian know that I would go to the Metropark Building?" Du Cheng stared at him, "Did you tip off the news?" "He doesn't need me to tip off the news at all." Luo Shaohua rested his head on his knees, his voice was vague, "You have your people in the bureau, and he also has his direct descendants." Luo Shaohua raised his head: "Your every move is under his control." "Why didn't you go?" Luo Shaohua turned his head and closed his eyes. "Why didn't you go?" Du Cheng stood up, clenching his teeth.Duan Hongqing hastily grabbed him, but he pushed him away. Du Cheng stood still in front of Luo Shaohua, looking down at him. "say!" Before he finished speaking, Du Cheng waved his hand and hit Luo Shaohua hard on the head. Duan Hongqing leaned forward, as if he wanted to stop it.However, he immediately restrained his movements and looked at Du Cheng silently. Luo Shaohua's head was thrown to one side.He turned his head, just facing Du Cheng, he was slapped hard on the face again. "It's you who deserves to be damned!" Du Cheng's eyes were about to split open, and the hand pointing at Luo Shaohua kept trembling, "The one who should be stabbed to death is you!" Luo Shaohua stared back at him in a daze, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and a sad smile on his face: "Yes, it's all my fault..." "When you handed over the evidence back then, none of this would have happened." Du Cheng spread his palms, "The old horse is already dead. If you continue to hide it, he will die with regret!" Luo Shaohua looked away, and said a word softly: "No." "Fuck your mother!" Du Cheng was furious, and punched again, "Why?!" Duan Hongqing couldn't bear it anymore and hugged Du Cheng by the waist. Luo Shaohua looked at the two people who were constantly tearing apart expressionlessly, and said word by word: "As you said, the old horse is dead, and I can't let him suffer any more stains." "You fucking fart!" Du Cheng struggled desperately, "The old horse is here to save people! He was a policeman until his death! What about you? You are an irresponsible bastard with a shrunken head!" Luo Shaohua was stunned.After a long time, he slowly stood up and said to Duan Hongqing: "Duan Ju, no matter what, we must catch Lin Guodong as soon as possible. If he resists arrest, shoot him dead." After finishing speaking, he turned to Du Cheng who was about to rush at him: "I will bear the mistakes I made." Immediately, he staggered to the door, opened it and went out. Duan Hongqing pushed away Du Cheng who was still struggling, and stood beside the desk with his hips akimbo, panting heavily.When he was young, he picked up the phone and pressed the number quickly. "Notify the overall situation, let me put down all the work at hand, and concentrate all police forces to arrest Lin Guodong." After hanging up the phone, he pointed at Du Cheng: "You are in charge of leading the team." Duan Hongqing looked at Du Cheng's gray and swollen face, and gritted his teeth: "I don't care how many days you can live, as long as you fucking support me, you have to support me until the day when Lin Guodong is brought to justice!" Wei Jiong pushed open the door of the ward, but found that Yue Xiaohui's bed was empty.He looked at the infusion bottle with half of the medicine left and the needle hanging in the air, then turned and went to the nurse's station. The nurse on duty didn't know Yue Xiaohui's whereabouts either.Wei Jiong took out his mobile phone and dialed Yue Xiaohui's phone number. The ring rang for a long time, but she refused to answer it. Wei Jiong hung up the phone helplessly, ready to find her layer by layer.After taking a few steps, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the no-smoking notice on the wall, thought for a while, and walked straight outside the hospital. The yard is not big, Wei Jiong soon found Yue Xiaohui on the bench beside the flower bed.She was only wearing a hospital gown, sitting on a bench with her knees tucked up, smoking.Wei Jiong called her and ran over quickly.Yue Xiaohui followed her reputation, and then turned her head expressionlessly. Wei Jiong ran to her and grabbed her arm: "You're crazy! You'll catch a cold if you wear so little!" Yue Xiaohui shook off his hand, still looked ahead, and lit another cigarette. Wei Jiong stood silently for a while, took off his down jacket, and put it on her body.This time, Yue Xiaohui did not refuse.However, she still didn't look at him, and stared casually at the people entering and leaving the outpatient building. Yue Xiaohui's long hair was tied into a ponytail, thick gauze was still wrapped around her neck, and the shape of bandages could be seen on her arms.Wei Jiong looked her up and down, and asked in a low voice, "How are you?" After a long time, Yue Xiaohui finally responded: "It's okay, just a skin injury." She raised her head, looked at Wei Jiong, and finally cast her eyes on the gauze on her forehead. "And you?" "I'm fine." Wei Jiong smiled, "I've had three stitches." Yue Xiaohui also grinned, showing an expression that was neither crying nor smiling.Immediately, she lowered her head and rested her forehead on her knees. "I can't sleep, and the double dose of sedatives didn't help." Yue Xiaohui's voice was low and vague, as if it came from deep underground, "When I closed my eyes, I saw blood, overwhelming, like a waterfall of blood. " Wei Jiong sighed in his heart, took a step forward, and put his arms around Yue Xiaohui's shoulders.The girl trembled and instinctively dodged backwards.Immediately, she obediently rested her head on Wei Jiong's arms.A few seconds later, Wei Jiong felt the girl relax completely, and almost at the same time, a sobbing sound came from under the thick long hair. "It's all my fault...it's all my fault..." The girl's sobbing was intermittent.Wei Jiong soon felt his chest was hot and humid.He didn't know how to comfort Yue Xiaohui, so he could only hold her tighter and tighter. After five full minutes, Yue Xiaohui's crying gradually stopped.After a while, she raised her head from Wei Jiong's arms and gently pushed him away. "Sorry." Yue Xiaohui let out a long breath, her mood calmed down.She wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, pointed to Wei Jiong's chest, "wet your clothes." "It's okay." Wei Jiong raised his hand and wiped his clothes carelessly, "Heal your injury well, don't think about it." "I can't help it." Yue Xiaohui's eyes turned red again, her voice choked up again, "I'm too self-righteous. Otherwise, that policeman wouldn't..." "His name is Ma Jian." "Yes." Yue Xiaohui nodded vigorously, "I will remember him. Police, Ma Jian." Wei Jiong looked at her silently: "Xiaohui." "Ok?" "Why did you do that?" "Need to say?" Yue Xiaohui raised her eyebrows in surprise, "I want to catch Lin Guodong." "That's not what I asked." Wei Jiong took out his phone, "You said in the video you sent me that if you had the chance, you would explain to me why you did it." Yue Xiaohui glanced at him, turned her head away, and pursed her lips tightly. "You are very clear that the risk of doing this is extremely high, and if you fail, you will risk your own life." Wei Jiong looked at her and said slowly, "You are considerate of Lao Ji, love Du Cheng, and hate Lin Guodong— —I can understand all these. However, these are not enough to make you willing to risk your life. What's more, you still have unfulfilled wishes." Wei Jiong hesitated: "You haven't found the murderer who killed your mother." Yue Xiaohui still didn't speak, but her lips began to tremble. "So, I need you to give me an explanation." Wei Jiong bent down and looked directly into Yue Xiaohui's eyes, "Why did you do that?" After a long time, Yue Xiaohui said in a low voice: "I can explain it to you, but not now." After finishing speaking, she stood up, took off the down jacket, and handed it back to Wei Jiong: "I have to go back." After walking a few steps, the girl turned around again and looked Wei Jiong up and down with a complicated expression. "Do you know?" Yue Xiaohui smiled, "You are not the same as before." Wei Jiong also smiled: "Maybe." The girl tilted her head, thoughtful.Finally, she waved to Wei Jiong, turned around and walked towards the building of the inpatient department. Holding the down jacket, Wei Jiong watched the girl disappear at the entrance of the inpatient department.Immediately, he sat on the bench, stretched his legs, and stared at the toes of his shoes. Have I changed? Yes.These months have seen the darkest crimes, the strongest emotions, the most brutal criminals, and the bravest cops. Yue Xiaohui has also changed, because she has her own secret. Actually, I have too.