Chapter 33 Chapter 32 Substitute

He is everywhere. On the door of the supermarket, on the wall, the ticket office of the railway station, on the lamppost, the door of the bank, and the subway station. Lin Guodong scanned the city with gloomy eyes. Du Cheng withdrew his gaze and leaned his head against the car window.Zhang Zhenliang, who was driving, looked at him and handed over the thermos in the cup holder. "Master, take the medicine first." Zhang Zhenliang faced the front again, "Go to sleep for a while. From the day before yesterday until now, you basically didn't close your eyes." "It's okay." Du Chenghe Shui swallowed the pill, "Hurry up."

Zhang Zhenliang hummed, and stepped on the accelerator hard. Room 501, Unit 4, Building 22, Lvzhuyuan Community. Zhang Limin was wearing a headgear and footmuffs, a mask was pulled around his neck, and he was smoking a cigarette with his back against the wall.Seeing Du Cheng climbing upstairs in three steps at a time, he frowned and stubbed out the cigarette in his hand. "With your body, just wait for my call at the bureau." Zhang Limin put on his gloves again, "Is there such a hurry?" "Yes." Du Cheng bypassed him and walked straight to room 501.Access treads extend from the entry door to the bathroom.Du Cheng stepped on the pedal carefully and saw several technicians still busy on the ground.

"how is the situation?" "It's the fourth time." Zhang Limin's voice was tired, "There is a luminol reaction, but most of it is dust, which is not easy to identify." He pointed to the ground: "According to what you said, I have checked every seam of the tiles - how long ago was the bloodstain you are looking for?" Du Cheng looked at him: "Twenty-three years ago." "What case are you investigating? Didn't the old horse happen the day before yesterday?" Zhang Limin's eyes widened. "Even if we can find it, the bloodstain is very likely to be contaminated. It's hard to say whether the DNA can be detected."

Du Cheng's face was gloomy.He patted Zhang Limin on the shoulder, said thank you, and returned to the living room, looking around the room. Ji Qiankun was unwilling, but so was Du Cheng.Lin Guodong will bear criminal responsibility for killing Ma Jian, although he deserved it.However, if the serial murders 23 years ago had ended without any reason, Du Cheng also felt hard to let go.No compulsory measures were taken against Lin Guodong before because the possibility of obtaining evidence was extremely slim.Although it is now legal to search his home, it is still difficult. Du Cheng's gaze scanned the sofa, chest of drawers, dining table and TV stand in turn.The scene of Lin Guodong's rape and murder must be here.Among them, there is most likely physical evidence in the bathroom where the body was dismembered.However, the results of on-site inspections are not optimistic.So, where else can we find clues?

Most of the furniture and items in the room have been replaced, so they are completely worthless for investigation.Even those that have been used to this day, after years of scrubbing, it is almost impossible to still have evidence left. Du Cheng frowned and stepped on another pedal.The old floorboards were overwhelmed and creaked.Du Cheng's heart skipped a beat and he looked down. The brown-yellow ash floor has an old surface, mottled paint, and most of the seams are cracked.He turned his gaze to the bedroom again.From his angle, he could just see the single bed placed in the corner.The style of the wooden bed is old, and the sheets and bedding are relatively new.Du Cheng thought for a while, and waved to Zhang Zhenliang behind him: "Bring the passage to the bedroom."

The channel treads were quickly laid.Du Cheng walked to the bed, turned on the flashlight, and bent down to check the bottom of the bed.The floor under the bed was less worn, with a thick layer of dust on the surface.Du Cheng stood up and signaled his colleagues to move the bed away.Afterwards, he lay prone on the edge of the bed, leaning his upper body towards the floor, carefully inspecting it inch by inch. A large cloud of dust accumulated on the floor. Du Cheng held his breath and checked each one, for fear that his own breath would blow the dust away.Gradually, fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face turned red.Suddenly, his eyes widened and he pressed his face closer to the floor.

Immediately, Du Cheng stretched out his hand behind him: "Tweezers." Zhang Zhenliang hurriedly took out a pair of tweezers from the investigation box and handed it over.Du Cheng took it with his backhand, his eyes fixed on the floor gap in the corner of the wall. He stretched the tweezers towards the floor, carefully choosing the angle, and finally, he pinched something from the crack in the floor. Du Cheng got up slowly on the bed, holding the tweezers in the air all the time.Everyone's attention was on the tip of the tweezers, and for a while, the room was silent. It looked like it was just a cloud of dust.However, if you distinguish carefully, you can see a few hairs of different lengths mixed in.

Wei Jiong bypassed a few old people who were walking alone in the corridor, and went straight to Ji Qiankun's room.Unlike usual, the door is not concealed, but closed.Wei Jiong tried to push, and the door was locked from the inside. Almost at the same time, a panicked sound came from the room, and then Lao Ji's voice sounded: "Who is it?" Wei Jiong was puzzled, and replied, "It's me, Wei Jiong." The other side of the door was temporarily quiet, and someone could vaguely hear whispering.After a while, the door opened, and Zhang Haisheng poked out half of his head.

"Old Ji is not feeling well. He just took his medicine and is going to bed. Come back another day." "Oh?" Wei Jiong frowned, "What happened to him?" "Cold." Zhang Haisheng's tone and expression were quite impatient, "You go." After that, he retracted and closed the door. Zhang Haisheng locked the door, turned around, saw Ji Qiankun tie up a plastic bag, and threw it at his feet, he was shocked. "Could you fucking be gentle?" Zhang Haisheng leaned against the door panel, as if ready to run away at any moment, "I'm fucking dead."

Ji Qiankun smiled.On the small wooden table in front of him, there are items such as plastic bags, catheters and wires.Holding a piece of paper, he carefully counted these items.After checking, he raised his head and found that Zhang Haisheng was still standing by the door. "Why don't you leave?" "Old Ji, how long are you going to kill me?" Zhang Haisheng still looked at the small wooden table with a look of fear, "Even if you don't report me, I'll have to go in fucking sooner or later." "Hit you? I'll give you money." Ji Qiankun sat back on the wheelchair, crossed his hands, and looked at Zhang Haisheng meaningfully, "Don't worry, it will be soon. Besides, you should be able to guess what I'm going to do When the time comes, if you don’t tell me, I won’t tell you, there will be no proof, and no one can do anything against you.”

The four words "Death has no proof" did not make Zhang Haisheng feel sad at all, on the contrary, he felt a little relieved.He stood still and thought about it. "I'm leaving." Ji Qiankun was unraveling a roll of wires, and he said "hmm" without raising his head. "Well, transportation expenses and meal expenses..." Ji Qiankun took out three hundred yuan from his pocket and threw it over: "The three-day fee, use it first." Zhang Haisheng picked up the money, stuffed it into his pocket, turned to pull the door, and heard Ji Qiankun calling him again. "Listen well," Ji Qiankun took off his glasses, his eyes burning, "As long as he goes out, he will report to me about his clothes, clothes, manner, and belongings—do you understand?" Zhang Haisheng suddenly felt inexplicably flustered.He nodded indiscriminately, hurriedly opened the door, and walked out. Wei Jiong walked into the courtyard of the nursing home, and looked back at the window of Ji Qiankun's room. The thick cloth curtains were tightly closed, and he couldn't see the situation inside at all.He looked puzzled, shook his head, and walked out of the courtyard. As soon as he walked out of the iron gate, Wei Jiong saw a person leaning against the wall, it turned out to be Yue Xiaohui. "Why are you here?" Wei Jiong looked at her in surprise.The gauze on Yue Xiaohui's neck was still there, and she looked very tired. "I knew you would be here." Yue Xiaohui pouted to Xiaolou, "Did you see Lao Ji?" "No." Wei Jiong shook his head, "It is said that he is ill, so he will stay behind closed doors." There was no expression on Yue Xiaohui's face, she walked to the iron gate, looked at the window of Ji Qiankun's room from a distance, and said nothing. "Your injury hasn't healed yet, why did you run out?" Wei Jiong approached her and saw the clear pinholes on the back of her hand, "I'll take you back to the hospital." Yue Xiaohui suddenly sighed, walked to the side of the road without looking back, and waved to stop a taxi. "Come with me." Along the way, Yue Xiaohui remained silent.Wei Jiong wanted to ask a question several times, but he didn't dare to speak.The original solid thing on the girl's body became harder and harder, almost like armor, unbreakable. Half an hour later, the taxi stopped outside a residential area.Yue Xiaohui paid the fare, got out of the car and walked into the community.Wei Jiong didn't know what to do, so he could only follow her closely. After entering the park, Yue Xiaohui looked at the building numbers all the way, and finally stopped at a certain building.Immediately, she looked around, selected a residential building opposite, and walked straight forward. Entering the gate of the building, the two climbed to the slow platform on the second floor.Yue Xiaohui stood on tiptoe, looked across the window, turned around and said to Wei Jiong, "Move down the things on the window sill." Wei Jiong did as he did, laboriously moving four flower pots and a bag of corn kernels to the ground.Yue Xiaohui kept staring at the building opposite with a focused expression. Wei Jiong wiped away his sweat, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. "This is where?" Yue Xiaohui didn't look at him, but raised her chin out of the window: "Fifth floor, Luo Shaohua's home." "Huh?" Wei Jiong was even more surprised, "How do you know?" "It's very simple. First, pretend to be a newspaper reporter, do an exclusive interview with a retired policeman, call the Tiedong branch, and ask for his home phone number. Then pretend to be a courier, saying that the address on the courier note is unclear, and I want to go to his home address." ——An old lady answered the phone, probably his daughter-in-law." Yue Xiaohui smiled, her tone lightly said, "Luo Shaohua was elected as one of the city's top ten outstanding people's policemen in 2005. There is a picture of him on the Internet, so he is a good one." Wei Jiong was dumbfounded when he heard this, and after pondering for a long time, he thought of another question. "Why are you following him?" "I want to catch Lin Guodong." Yue Xiaohui turned her head, her eyes filled with tears, "I want to do something for Ma Jian." Wei Jiong stared at her blankly: "I still don't understand." Yue Xiaohui smiled helplessly.She lowered her head, then raised it immediately, her eyes fixed on the building opposite. "If Lin Guodong wants to escape from this city, he can only turn to one person for help. This person is Luo Shaohua." "Use tricks on Luo Shaohua?" Zhang Zhenliang flicked the soot halfway, "Is it necessary?" Du Cheng looked at him and nodded. Two days have passed since the incident, but Lin Guodong is still at large.Given that all major traffic routes leaving the city have been controlled by the police, it is certain that Lin Guodong is still hiding somewhere in the city.The results of the search of Lin Guodong's home showed that his ID card, bank card and passbook were all left at home.Then, Lin Guodong should not have much cash on him.Moreover, without an ID card, he cannot buy train tickets, air tickets or long-distance bus tickets.Once the ammunition and food are exhausted, it will be difficult for him to survive. With Lin Guodong's personality, even if he was at the end of his rope, he would never surrender himself.He will definitely do everything possible to seek escape.He has no relatives in this city, and even if he has re-established some social relationships after being discharged from the hospital, the streets and alleys are now covered with his arrest warrants, and no one will help him. The only person who can give him property is Luo Shaohua. Although the two are mortal enemies to each other, Luo Shaohua always has the confidence in Lin Guodong's hands.It is actually difficult to judge who is a cat and who is a mouse.Once Lin Guodong is caught, there is no guarantee that he will not fight to the death and reveal Luo Shaohua's favoritism and perversion of the law.Therefore, if Luo Shaohua helps Lin Guodong escape, everyone will be safe.Judging from the current situation, Lin Guodong can't last long.Maybe he will contact Luo Shaohua soon and threaten him in order to obtain property and continue to abscond. "Well, it makes sense." Zhang Zhenliang turned his head to face Gao Liang, "Just do it." Gao Liang responded to the sound, got up and walked to the door, just as he opened the door, he bumped into Duan Hongqing who rushed in. "You don't have eyes!" Duan Hongqing held a piece of paper in his hand, his face anxious, "Why are you so busy?" "No...I..." Gao Liang was at a loss for a while, and finally pointed at Du Cheng, "Old Du asked me to monitor Luo Shaohua." "Luo Shaohua? Monitoring him is useless!" Duan Hongqing slapped the piece of paper on the table, "Check this first." Du Cheng and Zhang Zhenliang looked over and found that it was a printout of urban residents' information. "The case brought by the Kuancheng Branch." Duan Hongqing's voice was slightly panting, "Last night, someone robbed his wallet under the Kuancheng overpass. The victim's name was Zhou Fuxing. According to his description, the suspect's characteristics Highly consistent with Lin Guodong." Gao Liang blurted out: "He is in Kuancheng District?" "The point is not this." Duan Hongqing glared at Gao Liang, "There are hundreds of dollars in cash in the wallet, and as for bank cards, they are useless to Lin Guodong. The only thing of value is——" He pressed his hand to the printout. "ID card." Holding a cup of hot tea, Jinfeng knocked lightly on the study door twice.There was no response from the interior.She sighed, pushed the door open and entered. In the study room, the curtains were closed tightly, the light was dim, and the air was cloudy.Under the illumination of the desk lamp, the huge cloud of smoke made Luo Shaohua's shadow faint.He was sitting at the desk, resting his forehead on his left hand, holding half a cigarette in his right hand, and an open photo album in front of him. Jinfeng put the teacup on the table.Luo Shaohua turned his head away, the wet spots on his face reflected a faint light.Jin Feng looked at his crying wife silently, and put his arms around his shoulders. He has been like this for several days in a row, looking at some old objects non-stop.The police rank worn when he was first commissioned, the invalid police officer certificate, the key to the handcuffs, the leather holster, the police dagger, and some old photos.Smoking non-stop, no water or rice. Jin Feng hugged Luo Shaohua and looked at a photo in the album.Ma Jian, Du Cheng, and Luo Shaohua stood side by side, wearing olive green "83-style" uniforms.Ma Jian was in the middle, with his hands on Du Cheng's and Luo Shaohua's shoulders, grinning widely.Du Cheng's shirt collar was open, he was not wearing a police cap, and he was pointing at the camera and saying something.Luo Shaohua's uniform was straight, his back was straight, and he had a shy smile on his face. In another photo, a drunk Luo Shaohua is wearing a suit with a red flower on his chest, and his hair is full of confetti.Standing behind him, Du Cheng cut Luo Shaohua's hands behind his back, with a smirk on his face.Ma Jian was in front of Luo Shaohua, holding a bottle of beer, pinching his cheeks, pouring it into his mouth.In the background, Jinfeng was wearing a bright red cheongsam, covering her mouth to watch their mischief. Jinfeng's heart softened, it was their wedding day. The sturdy young man back then has now turned into a gray-haired old man, turning his head stubbornly, with his back to his wife, and weeping silently. Jin Feng hugged him and stroked his hair over and over again.In her arms, Luo Shaohua's whole body was stiff and trembling unceasingly. After a long time, the cell phone rang in the living room.Jin Feng patted Luo Shaohua on the shoulder, got up and went to the living room to get his cell phone.Luo Shaohua took the opportunity to wipe his eyes and wipe his face clean. Jin Feng held up the phone, put her face in front of the screen, and whispered the caller number while walking towards the bedroom. "Who called?" "I don't know, it's an unfamiliar number." Jinfeng handed him the mobile phone that kept beeping and vibrating.Luo Shaohua looked at the phone screen, stared at the landline number, thought for a while, and pressed the answer button. "Hey?" There was no response from the handset, and only the sound of cars and people and deliberately suppressed breathing could be vaguely heard.Don't bother to distinguish, Luo Shaohua knows who the caller is from the sound of breathing. "Lin Guodong," Luo Shaohua lowered his eyelids, "Where are you?" After half a minute, a soft laugh came from the receiver. "You're really good." Lin Guodong's voice was hoarse, "Let's meet up." Luo Shaohua held the phone tightly, the plastic shell creaked: "OK." "I need money." "How many?" "How many do you have now?" "Twenty to thirty thousand." "Okay, bring them all, and your car." Lin Guodong paused, and his tone suddenly became sincere, "You won't suffer from this deal. It won't do you any good to catch me. I promise I won't come back again , everyone, enjoy your old age." Luo Shaohua was silent for a few seconds: "Where do we meet?" "The 'TheOne' coffee shop at the intersection of Xinghua North Street and Dawang Road. One hour later." Lin Guodong smiled again, "You come alone - don't I need to remind you?" Luo Shaohua hung up the phone directly.He looked down at Ma Jian's face in the photo, and suddenly felt calmer than ever. The monitoring of Zhou Fuxing's ID card came to fruition soon.Someone used this ID card to buy a train ticket to Dandong City, Liaoning Province at 15:36 on April 2 at the train ticket agency next to Jinhua Building.By retrieving the video surveillance video installed at the sales agency, it is undoubtedly Lin Guodong who bought the train ticket here at 9:23 on April 1. The "3.29 Murder Case" task force immediately held an emergency meeting to arrange for the arrest of Lin Guodong.First of all, continue to strengthen the investigation of Internet cafes, bathing centers, individual hotels and other places, especially the places where Zhou Fuxing ID cards have been used; Thirdly, assign special personnel to guard the dispatching and command center of the Skynet system, and arrest Lin Guodong immediately if he is found; finally, given that Lin Guodong’s planned absconding destination is Dandong City on the border between China and North Korea, he cannot be ruled out. Possibility of being smuggled out of the country.The task force immediately contacted the border defense and border inspection departments to prepare countermeasures in advance. The old leader was killed, and the boys in the branch bureau were all eager to fight and participated in the battle enthusiastically.Only Du Cheng remained silent and thoughtful. At the end of the meeting, all units took action in full swing.At this time, there were still four hours before Lin Guodong boarded the train. When Luo Shaohua returned to the bedroom, Jin Feng followed him suspiciously, but he shut the door. He sat on the edge of the bed for a few minutes before finally clenching his fists and hitting his knee twice.Immediately, he leaned over to the bottom of the bed, pulled out an old-fashioned suitcase, opened it, picked up a few old clothes, and pulled out a kraft paper portfolio from the bottom of the suitcase. The handwriting on the kraft paper file bag was blurred, and the corners were damaged in several places.Luo Shaohua opened the file bag, and inside was a rectangular object wrapped tightly in a plastic bag.He patiently took it apart layer by layer—a sun visor and a piece of paper with writing on it were exposed. Luo Shaohua held the sun visor in his hand and looked at it repeatedly, his eyes lingering on the dark brown spot on the back for a long time.Immediately, he took out the scissors from the bedside table, along the edge of the sun visor, and removed the whole piece of non-woven fabric on the back. Finally, he stood up, looked around the bedroom, put the non-woven fabric and the paper into the kraft file bag, and walked out of the bedroom. Get dressed and put on a black beanie.Luo Shaohua emptied the satchel, went to the study to get a few books, and stuffed them into the satchel together with the kraft paper portfolio.Before leaving, he found a police dagger from the old things on the desk and put it in his pocket. Jin Feng sat on the sofa in the living room, watching Luo Shaohua's movements without saying a word.At last I saw him walk into the hall, put on his leather shoes, and couldn't help it any longer. "Shaohua!" Luo Shaohua trembled when he heard her call.However, he didn't stop, and continued to slowly tie his shoelaces and put on his satchel.When he raised his hand to open the door, he hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards Jinfeng. Jin Feng looked at Luo Shaohua.He walked up to his wife, stared at her for a long time, and finally stretched out a hand to caress her cheek. The hand was wrinkled and cold. "I made a mistake, a big mistake." Luo Shaohua said softly, with exhaustion and determination in his voice, "This mistake killed the old horse. Now, I am going to correct this mistake." Tears welled up from Jinfeng's eyes, she grabbed Luo Shaohua's hand, shook her head, and begged silently. Don't, don't go, don't leave me and this home. Luo Shaohua stood motionless, staring at his wife who had never been so beautiful.What a woman, what a life.But…… Jin Feng suddenly felt the hand on his face being pulled away quickly.When he looked up again, he only had time to see the corner of Luo Shaohua's clothes flashing out of the door.With the bang of the iron door closing, Luo Shaohua had already come to the corridor, shutting that heart-piercing cry behind him. When rushing downstairs, Luo Shaohua felt tears streaming down his face.He could only allow himself to be vulnerable for a brief moment before the final moment came.The moment he walked out of the building, the tears had been wiped away, and there was only burning hatred in his red eyes. Luo Shaohua took out the lighter, took out the kraft paper file bag from his satchel, lit a corner of it, and threw it into the trash can beside the road. He wanted to avenge Ma Jian, and at the same time, he wanted to destroy everything that might bring stigma to Ma Jian, including the evidence in the kraft file. And that person. Luo Shaohua looked at his watch, it was 1:10 in the afternoon, forty minutes before meeting Lin Guodong. He lit a cigarette and walked quickly to the Santana sedan on the side of the road. "Huh?" Wei Jiong's eyes widened suddenly.He flipped through his phone quickly, comparing the man downstairs opposite with the picture on the phone. That's right, it was Luo Shaohua. He hastily leaned over and pushed Yue Xiaohui.The girl was sitting on a fruit box with her back against his lap, soundly asleep. Luo Shaohua didn't go out for several days.To be on the safe side, Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui stayed under surveillance every day until very late before returning to school.After a few days, Wei Jiong gradually felt powerless, let alone Yue Xiaohui, who had not yet recovered from his injury. The girl woke up from Wei Jiong's shaking, and was dizzy for a while, not knowing what happened. "Quick, Luo Shaohua is out." Hearing these words, Yue Xiaohui immediately became energetic.She jumped up suddenly, lying on the window and looking downstairs.Seeing Luo Shaohua walking towards a dark blue car, she hurriedly dragged Wei Jiong downstairs. The two ran to the gate of the park, just in time to see Luo Shaohua close the driver's door and quickly drive away from the side of the road.Yue Xiaohui raised her hand to stop a taxi.Wei Jiong turned his head to look at the smoking trash can, and followed Yue Xiaohui into the taxi. Track all the way.The taxi followed Luo Shaohua's Santana car and finally arrived at the intersection of Xinghua North Street and Dawang Road.Luo Shaohua parked the car, looked around the side of the road, and walked into a cafe called "TheOne". Yue Xiaohui instructed the taxi to stop a dozen meters away and get off after paying the fare.Wei Jiong is still dumbfounded about the reason why she asked the taxi driver to follow her just now. "That's my dad. I want to see who the mistress he's dating is." Yue Xiaohui looked at the cafe with an excited expression: "It's impossible for him to still be in the mood for coffee. It must be Lin Guodong who met him." After that, she was about to cross the road and head straight for the cafe.Wei Jiong grabbed her tightly. "Why? Luo Shaohua hasn't seen us before, what are you afraid of?" Yue Xiaohui asked in surprise, then her face darkened, "Don't try to stop me today." "Luo Shaohua has never seen you, but Lin Guodong has." Wei Jiong pointed to the cafe, "If he sees you there, he will definitely run away." Yue Xiaohui thought for a while, then nodded: "It seems that you are quite useful." Wei Jiong smiled wryly, and led her into a KFC restaurant opposite the cafe.After choosing a seat by the window, Wei Jiong said, "We'll wait here, and if we find Lin Guodong, call the police immediately—you're not allowed to act without authorization, do you hear me?" Yue Xiaohui nodded indiscriminately, her eyes fixed on the door of the cafe. Above their heads, separated by a ceiling, Lin Guodong sat on the second floor of the KFC restaurant by the window, taking a sip of coffee slowly. Two minutes ago, Lin Guodong saw Luo Shaohua, who was wearing a brown down jacket and a black wool cap, crossing the road and walking into the opposite cafe.The green satchel on his body is bulging, and he must have prepared cash. Lin Guodong looked at his watch, it was now one forty in the afternoon.He had to wait a little longer to observe the movement around him, and after confirming that there was no police ambushing him, he went to meet Luo Shaohua. The coffee doesn't taste very good, but it's the best thing he's ever had in a few days.Lin Guodong smacked his lips and began to imagine the delicious food and freedom in a few hours. The newsstand owner next to the station entrance, the young man carrying a black trolley case at the entrance of the ticket office, the cleaning staff sweeping the floor in the square in front of the station, and the woman holding a small hotel signboard to attract customers. This is what you can see through a telescope.The outside of the train station is already under police control.What Zhang Zhenliang knew more clearly was that inside the train station, a large number of plainclothes policemen were mixing with the waiting crowd, closely watching the B5 ticket gate. He put down the binoculars and looked at his watch. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still about an hour and a half before the departure. "Lin Guodong won't come too early." Zhang Zhenliang turned to face Du Cheng, "You should lie down for a while." Before the words fell, he froze.Du Cheng was looking out the window of the police room in front of the station, peeling a whole box of painkillers out of the tinfoil cardboard in his hand. His complexion was withered and yellow, and his face was even more swollen.The abdomen was swollen like a drum, and the belt stretched on it seemed to be broken at any time. Du Cheng stuffed all the painkillers into his mouth, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, and gulped down half the bottle. Zhang Zhenliang looked at him, half anxious and half worried. "Master..." "Huh?" Du Cheng wiped his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of pills with difficulty, "What did you just say?" "It's nothing." Zhang Zhenliang turned his head, unable to bear to look any further, "Take a break." "No need." Du Cheng took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "I can hold on." "Lin Guodong should show up before the start of the train." Zhang Zhenliang continued to insist, "You have enough energy, you don't need to prepare so early. Besides, there are us." Du Cheng was silent for a while, then turned to look out the window. "I didn't think about when he would come." Du Cheng exhaled smoke, "but whether he will come." It seems that the business of this cafe is relatively deserted.Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui watched the KFC restaurant across the road for about 20 minutes, but they didn't see any customers coming in or out.The time agreed between Luo Shaohua and the other party is still unknown, all he can do now is wait. Wei Jiong began to lose his composure, and kept taking out his mobile phone, then putting it back again.Yue Xiaohui noticed his movements and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with you?" Wei Jiong scratched his scalp: "I want to contact Du Cheng." "No need." Yue Xiaohui turned her gaze to the cafe door again, "If he catches Lin Guodong, he will tell us immediately. At the very least, he needs me to identify the suspect." "That's not what I meant." Wei Jiong shook his head, "Just now when Luo Shaohua went downstairs, he set something on fire and threw it into the trash can." "Oh?" Yue Xiaohui's eyes widened, "What is it?" "It seems to be a portfolio." Wei Jiong looked at her with a hesitant expression, "So I want Du Cheng to help analyze it, whether it is the evidence he has always wanted." "You didn't say it earlier!" Yue Xiaohui sat up straight, her brows were furrowed, and there was a look of reproach on her face.Wei Jiong suddenly became flustered, and said in a low voice: "At that time, I was in a hurry to talk to Luo Shaohua..." "Forget it, even if we rush back now, that thing will be completely burned." Yue Xiaohui thought for a while, "Burn it...Luo Shaohua is in a posture of breaking the boat." She clenched her fists: "It must be Lin Guodong he wants to see, that's right!" Wei Jiong felt a little relieved.Even if the evidence of the serial murder case 23 years ago had been burned, the killing of Ma Jian by Lin Guodong was enough to send him to the execution ground.If Lin Guodong can be caught today, then everything will be over. He looked at Yue Xiaohui who was focused, and suddenly heard a rumbling sound from the girl's stomach.Only then did Wei Jiong realize that the two of them hadn't had lunch yet. "Are you hungry?" Wei Jiong stood up, "Do you want to eat something first?" "Well, anything is fine." Yue Xiaohui kept staring at the coffee shop without turning her head. Wei Jiong took out his wallet and walked towards the counter.As soon as she took two steps, she heard Yue Xiaohui say "Huh". He turned his head subconsciously, and saw Yue Xiaohui looking at him in surprise, while pointing out the window. "look!" Wei Jiong looked in the direction of her finger and was startled. The person who stood at the door of the cafe and kept peeping inside was Zhang Haisheng. Wei Jiong turned his head to look at Yue Xiaohui, just in time to meet her equally puzzled gaze. Why is he here?Is it a coincidence? Zhang Haisheng had already turned around, turned his back to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the cafe, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.Because of the distance, the content of the call between him and the other party is unknown, but judging from his expression, Zhang Haisheng was nervous, as if he was urging something. Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui looked at each other. Zhang Haisheng's sudden appearance complicates the seemingly clear situation.What is he doing here?Who's on the phone with him?He was clearly observing someone in the café.Could that person be Luo Shaohua? If yes, then this is not a coincidence. The police office in front of the North Railway Station. "Master, what do you mean..." Zhang Zhenliang raised his eyebrows, "Will Lin Guodong come?" "Yeah." Du Cheng put out his cigarette, "I think something's wrong." "If Lin Guodong feints, it won't do him any good." Zhang Zhenliang frowned. "He doesn't have much money on him. The longer he stays in this city, the more passive he will be." "He must want to escape as soon as possible." Du Cheng pondered, "The thing that makes me wonder the most is why he didn't do that?" "Ok?" "Robbery is different from theft. The victim will know immediately that the property has been taken away." Du Cheng's expression became more and more solemn, "Lin Guodong carried out the robbery on the evening of March 31, but he didn't immediately take his ID card to buy a train ticket and escape. This city, but the next day to buy a ticket for the departure on the afternoon of the third day—isn’t this abnormal?” Zhang Zhenliang also realized the unusualness of the whole thing, smoking his cigarette fiercely, his mind spinning rapidly.For a moment, he clenched his fists and thumped the table hard. "He's giving us time to deploy!" "I think so too." Du Cheng snapped his fingers, "It takes time for the victim to report to the police, time for the Kuancheng branch to dispatch the police, time for comparing the suspect's physical characteristics with Lin Guodong's arrest warrant, and time for case transfer. It will take time to analyze and judge his intentions, and it will take time to deploy arrest operations." "But how is he going to get out of town if he doesn't escape by train?" Du Cheng remained silent.Zhang Zhenliang thought for a while: "Let Xiao Gao continue to monitor that ID card. If you use it again, notify us immediately." Du Cheng looked up at him.Zhang Zhenliang hurriedly explained: "We are squatting at the North Railway Station. If Lin Guodong buys another train ticket from the South Railway Station, he will be caught off guard..." "Impossible." Du Cheng directly denied his deduction, "Lin Guodong would never let us know the train number he took, otherwise the police would immediately hold him down—he would never escape by train." "By plane or long-distance bus?" Zhang Zhenliang shook his head again and again, "He can't buy a flight ticket, and he needs to use his ID card to buy a ticket to take a long-distance bus, which will also expose his whereabouts." He has already pushed himself into a dead end of thinking: "Take the highway? There is a warrant for him at the toll station, and he will be taken down immediately..." Du Cheng simply spit out two words: "National Highway." Zhang Zhenliang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Damn it, our police force is deployed at the train station, and the checkpoints on the national highway have almost been removed... But, he has no money and no car. Even if he takes a taxi, when he arrives The destination, if you can’t get the money, you can’t get away.” Yes, Lin Guodong needed money or a vehicle, otherwise he would have difficulty flying in this city. Du Cheng thought for a while, and then went back to the starting point. "Zhenliang, tell Xiao Gao to locate Luo Shaohua's phone, immediately." The intersection of Xinghua North Street and Dawang Road. A few minutes later, a red taxi slowly stopped in front of "TheOne" cafe.Zhang Haisheng, who had been waiting by the side of the road, immediately stepped forward, but instead of opening the door, he opened the trunk of the taxi. When he saw him take out a folding wheelchair from the trunk, Wei Jiong already realized that his guess had been confirmed. Ji Qiankun, who was wearing a black cotton jacket, a light gray wool cap, and a black leather bag across his shoulders, was carried out of the car by Zhang Haisheng and placed on the opened wheelchair.Immediately, Zhang Haisheng covered Ji Qiankun with a blanket, pushed the wheelchair to the door, and entered the cafe by himself.Ji Qiankun waited at the door for about five minutes before shaking the wheelchair to go in.When passing through the glass door, Wei Jiong vaguely saw Ji Qiankun waving his hand, as if throwing something into the flower pot at the door. Wei Jiong turned to look at Yue Xiaohui, who was looking back at him with the same surprised eyes. Did Luo Shaohua meet with Ji Qiankun? Things are getting more and more confusing. In my impression, Ji Qiankun and Luo Shaohua had never been in contact, let alone met.So, why did two people meet in this cafe? Yue Xiaohui couldn't sit still anymore, she took out her mobile phone: "Do you want to call Lao Ji?" Wei Jiong shook his head.Ji Qiankun had avoided seeing him before, and he hadn't heard from him in the past few days.It seemed that he was doing something that he didn't want himself and Yue Xiaohui to know.Call Ji Qiankun at this moment, he will definitely not answer, even if he answers, he will definitely not tell the truth. "hold on." This wait is a full ten minutes.The floor-to-ceiling windows of the cafe are made of tea-colored glass, coupled with the reflection of sunlight, it is completely impossible to see the situation in the room, and it is impossible to know the meeting between Luo Shaohua and Ji Qiankun.Just when Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui were about to lose patience, the door of the cafe opened, and Zhang Haisheng pushed Ji Qiankun out. Ji Qiankun lowered his head, seemed to be in a dejected manner, shrunk in the wheelchair, his collar and light gray woolen hat almost completely covered his face.Zhang Haisheng pushed his wheelchair to the side of the road and raised his hand to stop a taxi.He carried Ji Qiankun into the car first, then folded the wheelchair, stuffed it into the trunk, got in the car and left. The two watched the taxi disappear at the corner of the street, and the doubts in their hearts grew bigger and bigger. "Could it be..." Wei Jiong thought for a while, "Lao Ji wants Luo Shaohua to hand over the evidence?" "It's possible. But it seems that Luo Shaohua didn't agree." Yue Xiaohui curled her lips, "It's impossible for him to agree. Maybe he burned all the evidence." "If what Luo Shaohua burned just now was evidence, there is no need for him to come to see Lao Ji at all." "I don't know. Apologize in person, and maybe give financial compensation or something." Seeing that the plan to arrest Lin Guodong failed, Yue Xiaohui felt disappointed and anxious, "What should I do next?" Wei Jiong pondered for a while: "There is no way. Wait for Luo Shaohua to come out later, let's continue to follow him." Yue Xiaohui seemed very unwilling.But there was no better choice right now, so she could only nod in agreement. The two packed up their things and prepared to take a taxi on the side of the road when Luo Shaohua left the cafe, and follow him back home or to another location.However, five minutes later, Luo Shaohua still did not go out.Yue Xiaohui couldn't hold back anymore, she suddenly stood up. "Never mind, I want to see what the hell he's up to!" Wei Jiong hurriedly grabbed her.The girl was determined, she threw off his arm and strode towards the door.Wei Jiong had no choice but to follow her out of the KFC restaurant. When the two were crossing the road, Lin Guodong drank the last sip of coffee in his cup, took out a business card from his pocket, and looked at the coin-operated telephone booth on the corner downstairs. The business card is obtained from the entrance of a hotel, and you can make an appointment for a driving service.Lin Guodong went downstairs slowly, walked out of the KFC restaurant, and walked towards the phone booth. He has confirmed that there is no police ambush around the cafe.Moreover, Lin Guodong clearly knew that most of the city's police forces were waiting at the North Railway Station at this moment, waiting for him to "fall into the trap".There are very few policemen setting up checkpoints on national highways.He just needs someone to drive him out of town while he pretends to be drunk in the backseat and sleeps with his head covered—there's a good chance of escape. Lin Guodong walked into the phone booth and took off the receiver.His mobile phone was thrown away the night he killed the policeman, and now he can only rely on it to communicate with the outside world.It annoyed him to rummage through his pockets for coins, the last of his money.However, thinking of the substantial green satchel on Luo Shaohua's body, he became happy again. Lin Guodong hummed an out-of-tune tune and pressed the number keys on the phone. Sure enough, there were very few customers in the cafe.Standing at the door, Wei Jiong and Yue Xiaohui saw Luo Shaohua sitting in the middle hall of the cafe with his back to them - a brown down jacket and a black woolen cap. Wei Jiong winked at Yue Xiaohui, and pulled her to sit by the door.The waiter comes over.Wei Jiong ordered two cups of hot chocolate and sent her away. The two sat opposite each other, pretending to look at the furnishings of the cafe, and glanced at Luo Shaohua from time to time. He sat quietly on a booth for two, his back was motionless, and a green satchel was placed on the table in front of him.Yue Xiaohui looked at the satchel and suddenly had a thought. "Wei Jiong, when Lao Ji came out just now..." Yue Xiaohui approached him and asked in a low voice, "Did you see the black leather bag he brought?" "Huh?" Wei Jiong thought for a while, "I don't seem to have seen it." He frowned, did Ji Qiankun leave the purse to Luo Shaohua?If so, what's in the purse? Wei Jiong subconsciously looked at Luo Shaohua's table, and just as he turned around, Yue Xiaohui's low voice came from next to his ear: "Don't look back!" Almost at the same time, Wei Jiong heard the jingling of wind chimes behind him. The glass door was pushed open.Someone came in. Wei Jiong hurriedly sat upright and lowered his head.A few seconds later, he raised his eyes and saw Yue Xiaohui facing the table, but the corners of his eyes were staring at his side and back, his face was pale. There were footsteps behind him, walking in Luo Shaohua's direction without hurrying. The footsteps stopped.Yue Xiaohui turned her head quickly, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, her voice was low but clear: "Lin Guodong!" These three words made Wei Jiong's heart beat faster.He asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?" Yue Xiaohui covered her cheek with her left hand and nodded. Wei Jiong gritted his teeth, turned around slowly, and glanced at Luo Shaohua's table. That's right.The person who pulled out the chair and was about to sit opposite Luo Shaohua was Lin Guodong. Wei Jiong suddenly felt tense all over.He faced Yue Xiaohui again, and said in a low voice, "Call Du Cheng, hurry up!" Yue Xiaohui also looked nervous.She quietly took out her phone, unlocked the screen, and quickly searched through the address book.Wei Jiong looked at the names of people sliding on the screen of the mobile phone, and kept urging her in his heart. Suddenly, Yue Xiaohui's hand stopped, she stared at the top of the phone screen, and let out a small exclamation.Immediately, she exited the address book and opened the WLAN setting interface. Wei Jiong was confused, and became more and more anxious, almost gnashing his teeth and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?" Yue Xiaohui didn't answer, with an expression of disbelief on her face - she handed the phone to Wei Jiong. In the list of available WLANs, two lines are very clear: