Silent Reading Chapter 144: Edmund Dantes (15)

lnmao.org, the fastest update to silently read the latest chapters!

"Zhang Ju really has a family background. How much money do you live in in the community? I heard that there is no asset of 100 million yuan, so you will not be allowed to enter the house?"

"The room belongs to my eldest brother. This year, I transferred my job and the place to work is a little farther away. It just so happens that my eldest brother is getting older and intends to move to a quieter place, so I will temporarily let me live in the city. In 2015, I am about to retire anyway."

"Big brother? The relationship between brothers is so good?"

"My elder brother is ten years older than me. He almost brought me up. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is like my father. I really don't know much about him. He went to the sea early and accumulated some wealth through business... …Ashamed, this matter is my poor thoughts, only for convenience, may have caused some bad effects-but I can guarantee that my eldest brother’s business over the years has nothing to do with my work rights and responsibilities, and I have never I have used my position to seek any convenience for him. If the organization thinks that my private life is too extravagant and violates discipline, I will accept it and reflect on moving back to my home as soon as possible... But other than that, I have a clear conscience. "

The investigator smiled: "Well, let's check on this point again-do you know why you are invited here?"

"There are counts."

"Then what do you want to say?"

Zhang Chunjiu sat on the chair, still thin, the middle-aged man's thinness had a sense of sternness, his brows were deep, and over time, a cold wrinkle was pressed out. This stern face can hardly be associated with the angry, cheerful and good-tempered big brother in the Lu Ju's memories. It makes people wonder and ask-twenty years of time, to people Is the change that big?

What changed him?

"In the past two days, I couldn’t contact Lao Lu on the phone, so I felt it was wrong, so I tried to call several other old friends, but found it was inconvenient to connect, even Lao Pan, who had already gone to school, was the same. I was thinking, it's my turn." Zhang Chunjiu took his teacup and drank, his expression unchanged, "I don't know what I should explain, just look at it and ask."

"Then we're welcome," the investigator Mianli smiled with a needle, "Listen to this, after you are transferred, you still often contact your old colleagues?"

"Not very often, but this period of time is quite special. One is that Gu Zhao's case needs to be investigated again, and the other is Old Yang's wife, widow, who is sick and hospitalized. Our brothers make more phone calls."

"Oh, Gu Zhao's case," the investigator pushed his glasses and automatically ignored another sentence, "Do you remember the details? It was 14 years ago."

Zhang Chunjiu was silent for a while: "Gu Zhao...Gu Zhao's case was a thorn in our hearts. No one believed it back then, but the evidence was so conclusive that we did not believe it. If I want to tell the truth, I don't believe Gu Zhao can To do that kind of thing, I have talked to the old leader many times in private, but dare not say anything-my brothers are depressed, and the leaders are in a dilemma. At that time, there were old and young people."

When he said this, there was an expression on his face between exhaustion and frustration: "It's difficult... I didn't expect that for so many years, there will be a day of re-investigation, if Lao Yang knew..."

The investigator interrupted him without a trace: "Zhang Ju, if Gu Zhao didn't ask for bribes and commit crimes back then, who do you think he was wronged for more than ten years?"

"It is not convenient for me to talk about the merits and demerits of the elders behind my back, but the informants around Gu Zhao collectively gave false testimony, and the other party knows his movements well... It shows that there is a possibility that someone on our side is leaking the secret and framed him..." Zhang Chunjiu's brow furrowed deeper, and he pondered for a long time. He said, "I don't know who it is, and I don't want to doubt who it is. You can doubt me as much as you want-but if you ask me to say who the brothers might have Betrayal is like making me believe that Gu Zhao's murder and demand for bribes are true, no."

The investigator was not touched by the "brotherhood", and iron-heartedly took out the subject: "Zhang Ju, do you remember that there was an informant with the code name'Old Cinder' and the real name Yin Chao?

Zhang Chunjiu nodded: "Well, it was the one who took Gu Zhao to the Louvre? I remember clearly that this person disappeared shortly after the incident happened in the past. I always feel that something is wrong with him. There was a little brother who happened to be transferred to Nanwan to work. I knew that Yin Chao had relatives in the local area. He asked that brother to help me stare. If Yin Chao went home to visit his relatives, he would be detained immediately."

The investigator sat up slightly and asked: "What is your little brother's name?"

"Kong Weichen."

"When Kong Weichen led several detectives from the city bureau to investigate Yin Ping, he called you once. What did he say?"

"It was said that Yin Ping faked Yin Chao's signature to defraud the demolition funds. They were going to investigate. They also said that there was news about Yin Chao afterwards. They must notify me, but I can't contact him afterwards." Zhang Chunjiu seemed to be Realizing that there is something wrong, "What? What happened to Kong Weichen?"

"We have the basis to believe that the'old cinder' who entered the Louvre with Gu Zhao back then was actually Yin Ping, and believed that he had important evidence in the Gu Zhao case that year, but when he went to look for him, Yin Pingwei crime escaped. During the chase, the criminal investigation team’s whereabouts were leaked. Two pickup trucks containing flammable and explosive materials suddenly rushed out, trying to kill--"

Zhang Chunjiu: "What!"

When the investigator saw it poorly, he suddenly reduced the gentle smile on his face: "The other party's action to kill is faster than the police. We have reason to suspect that the time they got the news was before the police officer Tao Ran reported to his superiors. Of the few insiders at the scene, only Kong Weichen has contacted the outside world, and the contact person is you. Zhang Ju, do you want to explain?"

"You suspect me..." Zhang Chunjiu said here, suddenly biting the tip of his tongue, forcibly suppressing his fright, and said as calmly as possible, "When Kong Weichen called me, he only said that they were going. Yin Ping’s family has not mentioned that Yin Ping and Yin Ping are..."

Zhang Chunjiu said the name twice, but he couldn't restrain himself, showing an unbelievable look: "Why did Yin Ping become an old cinder again? When did he impostor, didn't anyone notice it back then? Who said this, is there a basis?"

The investigator looked at him blankly for a moment, trying to see something from his face: "Zhang Ju, do you really know? Then do you know this person?"

As he said, he pulled out a photo and pressed it in front of Zhang Chunjiu.

Zhang Chunjiu seemed to be immersed in the bizarre news that he had just heard, and quickly glanced down: "I don't know."

"Don't know? You take a closer look." The investigator leaned forward. "Yin Ping was sent to the hospital for treatment because of a brain hemorrhage caused by the impact. The nurse sneaked into Yin Ping’s ward, again attempting to kill the person, but he was unsuccessful and was caught back by us-this murderer admitted that you instructed him to do this."

Zhang Chunjiu was dumbfounded. After a while, he stretched out his fingers as if laughing and crying: "Me?"

"We found half a million cash in this killer's residence, which is the money to buy Yin Ping's life."

Zhang Chunjiu's eyes suddenly condensed: "How much?"

"Five hundred thousand."

An indescribable look flashed across Zhang Chunjiu’s face. After a while, he gave a wry smile and let out a sigh of relief. His upright sitting posture collapsed, and he leaned heavily on the back of the chair: "Back in the search from Gu Zhao’s bed The physical evidence presented is 500,000 in cash...14 years ago, why, is it still the same number?"

The investigator carefully examined his expression: "Where were you on the afternoon of the 11th?"

"I can't remember," Zhang Ju rubbed his eyebrows, his eyelids were rubbed into a third fold, and the tiredness on his face became darker. "Any hint?"

"At around two o'clock in the afternoon on the 11th, someone saw you taking a private car to the neighborhood of the'Yangshuli' community, right?"

"Yangshuli Community? No impression," Zhang Chunjiu was puzzled and remembered for a while, "No. 11...Last Monday? My car number was restricted that day. I borrowed my family car and went to Lu'an Bridge. There seem to be several residential areas nearby, but I didn’t pay attention to what they are called."

"What are you going to do?"

"I originally went to the Second Hospital to see Lao Yang's family. I remembered that it wasn't appropriate to buy anything on the road. I asked the driver to get off the elevated road at Lu'an Bridge. There is a very big shopping mall," Zhang Chunjiu said. "I threw the small ticket away, but the surveillance near the cashier in the mall should still be able to check it. I went to the hospital after shopping. Old Yang's widow Fu Jiahui and daughter Yang Xin can prove that you can ask them."

The corner of the investigator’s eyes jumped slightly—the community where the hospital killer was located was called "Yangshuli". It was indeed near Lu'an Bridge, but it was very small in scale, the house was old, and the house number upstairs was mottled. There is not even a courtyard wall.

The investigator asked this deliberately, because it is difficult for ordinary people to notice the name of a bunch of six-story buildings that can be seen everywhere. If Zhang Chunjiu directly answers "I'm just passing by", then his suspicion is very big, but...

Will Zhang Chunjiu pretend it? Then his heart is too careful, and his thoughts are too thoughtful and terrible.

After finding the head of Zhang Ju, it was not under the control of the Criminal Investigation Team. This questioning was conducted in secret. Only Luo Wenzhou was specially approved to come over to listen. The investigator asked all the questions upside down four or five times. Among them, there are countless language traps. For more than three hours, the interrogators and those who were asked were exhausted. Even Luo Wenzhou, an observer, couldn't help but light a cigarette at the door when he came out.

He concentrated on the smoke and contemplation for a moment before he walked across the street—a SUV that was so tall that there were no friends was waiting there.

As soon as Luo Wenzhou opened the car door, before he had time to get into the co-pilot, Xiao Haiyang in the back seat couldn’t wait to lean forward: “Team Luo, I think this matter is suspicious now. Zhang Ju may have been framed. Of!"

Luo Wenzhou glanced at him, put his frozen hands on the car air conditioner to blow the warm air, and said slowly: "It was you who wished to push Zhang Ju directly to the guillotine a while ago, now he is wronged. It's still you... Little glasses, fortunately you are a contemporary commoner, if this allows you to be born to the emperor's house in the feudal society, how many wrongdoers do you have?"

Xiao Haiyang ignored what Luo Wenzhou said about him. He lowered his head and pulled out a folder from his bag, pointed to the two photos inside, and said, "Look, this is the cash found in the killer's house, another photo. It was the half-million that Uncle Gu’s house found at the time. I found it from the sealed old archives-large amounts of cash are usually put in stacks of 10,000 for the convenience of counting. The bank counter will tie a note on it, but The cash found from the killer's house was directly collected together, exactly the same as the physical evidence 14 years ago!"

Lang Qiao said next to him: "Yes, I asked the hospital killer. He said that it was like this when the money was delivered, and he paid the chicken thieves for a long time."

Luo Wenzhou took the photo and frowned deeply.

Suddenly Xiao Haiyang couldn't reach the village or the shop and said: "Luo Team, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

He said this sentence, and even Fei Du in the driver's seat turned his head. The six eyes of the three people in the car all fell on Xiao Haiyang, just like watching the eternal wonder of iron trees blooming.

Xiao Haiyang pushed his glasses nervously, his lips pressed into a line. He didn't know if it was because of nervousness or anxiety. He seemed to be shaking slightly, and opened his mouth to release a series of cannons: "I was wrong, I shouldn't Arbitrarily impulsive, grab a little prima facie evidence and come to a conclusion, casually wronged the martyrs, I shouldn’t..."

Luo Wenzhou interrupted him: "Did you write this time?"

Xiao Haiyang replied blurtly: "Last night."

After he finished speaking, he immediately realized that he was silly and shut his mouth sharply. Next to him, Lang Qiao laughed out loud, Xiao Haiyang squeezed his trousers crampedly, as if he was about to evaporate from the world.

"It is not popular in our team to recite the full text of personal examinations orally. This is over, you can just remember to treat yourself to dinner." Luo Wenzhou thought for a while and added, "You have to fry it yourself. It depends on you. The heart is not sincere."

Xiao Haiyang looked blank, and seemed to want to bring his own seasonings, so he jumped directly into the steamer.

"I listened to Zhang Ju’s confession. Although the evidence is very unfavorable to him, his explanation basically makes sense." Luo Wenzhou sternly said, "Either his rank is too high, or he was framed-- Having said that, if he is so powerful, he shouldn't have left so many flaws in the two attempts to assassinate Yin Ping."

Lang Qiao asked: "So, someone framed him, just like he framed Gu Zhao? Why? Who did he offend?"

Luo Wenzhou shook his head and motioned to Fei Du to drive home.

The files in the Gu Zhao case were only declassified after the recent restart of the investigation. Who knows the details of the cash placement? After Bureau Zhang was investigated, the last person involved in the case was also invited in. How the investigation team handled it, I am afraid it is not public, it is difficult for them to interfere...

This increasingly convoluted old case has become a deadlock.

At this time, Fei Du suddenly said: "The first picture album project was launched about a year after Gu Zhao's case. People in the picture album team have the right to access the archives--does it also include Gu Zhao's case? ?"

Luo Wenzhou: "You mean..."

"The mysterious leader," Fei Du said, "is it really dead?"

Luo Wenzhou took a deep look at him. Since Lang Qiao and Xiao Haiyang were still there, he just said perfunctorily: "It's too long, we have to wait for the land bureau to come back and ask."

However, the doubts in his heart vaguely rose-the album plan and Gu Zhao's case, on the surface, seem to be two things that are not related to each other. Why does Fei Du mention it several times and keep thinking about it? Even put aside everyone's business and joined the second album plan?