Silent Reading Chapter 159: Edmund Dantes (Thirty)

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"What did he say?"

"He said... "Man is a very peculiar animal. For example, exercise, high-intensity anaerobic exercise combined with long-term low-consumption walking, is much better than jogging with moderate intensity. The same is true when you exercise your spirits, except that she will be numb, numb, and even try to rebel by hitting the ball. So the key is that you usually have to create a rule and atmosphere, and rewards and punishments should be distinguished. When she is doing well , You have to reward her appropriately, and when you break the rules, you have to give her the most severe punishment. Only at this intensity, you have to defeat her at once'..."

The investigator paused the recording pen he was playing and looked up at the man opposite.

Pan Yunteng has been interrogated in turn for half a week, and he is able to maintain his composure, but his eyes are already bloodshot. His expression was a little dull at first, but this dull expression broke apart halfway through the recording. He looked up at the investigator in disbelief, and then stared at the little recorder, as if a monster would pop out of it: "He... said that?"

"Fan Siyuan's original statement, there is Fei Du's confirmation signature on the testimony," the investigator said, "Do you need to see it?"

Fei Du and Pan Yunteng are completely two extremes. One is asking questions and the other is a mussel. Zhang Chunjiu said that the album plan was not named by him, and he pushed Pan Yunteng to the forefront. However, he never said a word except for admitting that the second album plan was named by himself.

"You know Fan Siyuan is not dead," the investigator stared at him, "so named the second album project."

Pan Yunteng's sitting posture is a bit stiff.

"You anonymously reported that Wang Hongliang of the Flower Market Branch was involved in drug trafficking. You took advantage of your position and went through a special channel. In the second half of the report letter, you alluded to the old director Zhang Chunjiu's negligence of duty, even deliberately covering up, and you questioned it. During his tenure, the criminal rate was problematic. Because the second half of the questioning was baseless, he was intercepted and detained-who gave you the report material?"

"As a citizen, I have the right to anonymously report criminals, and I also have the right to ensure that my personal safety and freedom are not threatened!" Pan Yunteng gritted his teeth and said, "Who gave you the right to force me to tell the news? Source?"

Investigator: "You can report anonymously, but I didn't say that you can anonymously frame up and speak anonymously."

"Wang Hongliang's evidence is conclusive, is this framed?"

"What about the allegations against Zhang Chunjiu? Is there any evidence? If so, please show it out."

Pan Yunteng choked slightly.

"It's all guesswork," the investigator glanced at him, stretched out his hand and patted the recording pen next to him, "Professor Pan, have you guessed that Fan Siyuan is this kind of person?"

Pan Yunteng's eyes flickered slightly, staring at the recorder without saying a word.

"Why would you allow a freshly enrolled student to join the album plan?"

Pan Yunteng's cheeks clenched.

"Because I read his homework, he submitted papers on ‘victims in vicious criminal cases’ and ‘mass crimes’, which was exactly what Fan Siyuan did before he fell into trouble!"

"I..."

"You think he was sent by Fan Siyuan, and you think he joined the album project for the same purpose as you! You did not expect him to be the victim of these papers." The investigator patted the table and said, "Professor Pan, you are in the industry. Senior, now you are well respected and respected by others, so are you going to get along with this kind of person?"

Pan Yunteng: "I am not..."

"When Lu Guosheng was arrested, you attended the interrogation," the investigator said coldly, "then I don't know if you heard that paragraph. In the Feng Bin murder case, there was a mysterious "Xiang Shato" Say hello to my husband', there is also a character code-named'a13' who let Lu Guosheng be exposed step by step. Guess who arranged this? I'll tell you again. Regarding this, the Bureau of Land Affairs personally questioned Fu Jiahui, and she did not deny it. They use innocent minors as props and sacrifices. Professor Pan, don’t you know anything about this?"

Pan Yunteng took off his glasses intolerably, resting his elbows on the table, rubbing his haggard cheeks with both hands vigorously.

"Professor, what about your conscience?"

"Wang Hongliang's report materials... were given to me by his wife and Fu Jiahui."

Listening to him finally speaking, the investigator sighed in secret and motioned to the staff nearby to record.

"I was shocked after reading it and asked her where this thing came from. She said that it was the brother of one of the victims, Chen Zhen, who had been to an old friend of hers. I didn't dare to believe it, but secretly saw On the side of Chen Zhen, I tried to review the details of Chen Yuan’s case and found that the girl really died strangely. If this matter is true, then I know that I can’t leave it alone. But there is something very strange, I asked Fu Jiahui , I left the city bureau a long time ago, why did she come to me, why not directly give these things to Zhang Chunjiu? Even after passing me, I will find Lao Zhang to solve it, I can’t say to go past him and stab this matter Go to the top, what will Lao Zhang do? Didn’t he be wronged? There is no such thing."

Pan Yunteng slowly raised his head: "Fu Jiahui said...she said,'Who doesn't know that this matter is under his control? Do you think he will take care of it? You still don't know how Gu Zhao and Lao Yang died, right? Right'? Then she showed me Lao Yang's suicide note, and I realized that when he died in the post in the past three years, he was re-investigating the case of Gu Zhao in private. It is necessary to find the gathering dens of these wanted criminals. At this time, his strength alone is not enough and he must find someone to assist him. He made the same mistake as Gu Zhao and believed in people he should not believe."

"The'people who should not believe' refer to Zhang Chunjiu."

"I can't think of anyone else." Pan Yunteng whispered, "I forced her to ask her, who is her so-called ‘old friend’, so I knew him...he didn’t die."

The latter "he" obviously refers to Fan Siyuan. The investigator asked: "Have you been in contact with Fan Siyuan? Have you seen him in person?"

"...Hmm."

Although it had been predicted, but at first hearing that he was sure that the person was resurrected, the investigator took a breath: "When?"

"This summer, at the end of July, I think about it...it should be the last day of July. That day, Lao Lu’s family was absent, so he just came to my house for dinner. My wife is his distant cousin. We knew each other back then. It was introduced by Lao Lu. The relationship between the two families has always been good. Before he finished eating, he answered the phone. I heard him calling'sister-in-law', and I knew that it was Fu Jiahui who was looking for him. Thinking of something, Fu Jiahui said on the phone that there was something in Yang Xin's school. She was on a business trip and wanted to ask him for help. When Lao Lu heard that, he hurried away before finishing his meal. He just couldn't get there. In five minutes, my doorbell rang."

"Fan Siyuan has been to your house?" The investigator sat up straight, speaking involuntarily a few minutes faster, "A serial killer who has come back from the dead is standing in front of you. You didn't call the police?"

"Because Fu Jiahui was with him." Pan Yunteng let out a deep breath, "He is sitting in a wheelchair, and he is old and not decently old. If it weren't for the same expression, I almost didn't recognize him, he When I came in, the first sentence was, "It's been a long time, Xiao Pan, do you want to know who the betrayer is."

"What did he ask you to do?"

"He didn't let me do anything." Pan Yunteng's eyes were a little empty, and he smiled wryly, "I have submitted the report materials, and I have started the second album plan. There is nothing for me. He said he just Come to say goodbye. Let me take a good look at the second album plan, everything is almost over."

Everything is almost over.

On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, the Spring Festival is in full swing.

Before five o'clock in the morning, Zhou Huaijin was awakened by a loud song of the Five Rings.

Out of consideration for the safety of others, Zhou Huaijin did not return to the hotel. His temporary residence became the living room of Luo Wenzhou's house. Lying in each place, one by one with cat fur.

Zhou Huaijin opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Luo Wenzhou answer the phone.

Luo Wenzhou was sitting on a small rattan chair on the balcony. The ashtray in front of him was full of bursts. He didn't know how many he smoked. It was still dark. He was neatly dressed and his eyes were clear. Did not sleep: "Hello, Tao Ran?"

Tao Ran was sitting in a wheelchair. Both sides of the hospital corridor were full of family members of out-of-town patients who were reluctant to go to stay in the hotel. Although there were many people, few were awake. Only two investigators were talking to the doctor at the critically ill door. Looking at something, it seems a bit lonely.

Tao Ran didn't gnaw for a long time, Luo Wenzhou glanced at his watch, and suddenly had a somewhat ominous premonition.

"Wen Zhou, the teacher is gone."

Luo Wenzhou was taken aback, unable to tell what it was like.

Fu Jiahui had a bad relationship with him during his lifetime. He heard her and the Bureau of Land Management outside the ward that day. He didn't even figure out how to face her for a while, but now he saves it, "We are the reciters of the story." , It became her last words.

There were a few people who hadn't slept, and were alarmed by his cheerful telephone ringing like Zhou Huaijin. Seeing that Luo Wenzhou's expression was wrong, they all sat up silently and looked at him.

The telephone signal passed through the roaring north wind, and the serial voices carried a bit of coldness. Tao Ran asked: "Yang Xin...Yang Xin hasn't found it yet?"

At this time, Lu Jia came out of the bedroom with his injured hand hanging. Luo Wenzhou's loose coat could not be fastened, so he could only drape it awkwardly on his body. There was still the terror on his face in the middle of the night. The scratches and bruises are very present wherever you go.

"Someone pretended to be a taxi driver and sent the fee to the villa that day. After that, we tried to keep up with them and found that they went straight out of the city and arrived in the city of L near the sea. There was a nearby named'Xi Nijo' The county seat is settled."

Xiao Haiyang put on the wiped glasses and said with a little nasal voice: "I know that, the small commodity wholesale market, nearby online shops and wholesale markets will go there to get the goods. Easy to hide."

"Yes, they rented a very remote small warehouse there. There were more than one parking spaces. It looked like a stronghold. Our people didn’t rush and squatted for two days. They just saw an unfamiliar car driving. Go in," Lu Jia handed over a few cell phone photos to Luo Wenzhou, "Is this car you want?"

Luo Wenzhou didn't look at the license plate number at first glance, only saw the profile of a young girl in a white down jacket, and he recognized Yang Xin at a glance.

"Boss," Xiaowu didn't catch the vicious motorcycle team that day, and when he heard the news, he quickly moved towards him, "What should I do, catch it?"

Tao Ran on the phone also waited silently for his reply.

Luo Wenzhou carefully turned over the photos that came back from the beginning to the end: "Xiao Wu, take a few people, rent a truck to Nishi Nijo, call for special police support, and be sure to catch everyone back without leaving."

Xiao Wu jumped up like a live fish.

Lu Jia: "I ask my people to cooperate."

"Wait!" Luo Wenzhou stopped him again.

"Boss, what else are you doing?"

Luo Wenzhou hesitated for a moment: "Be careful... be careful. Our goal is the people behind them. We will catch them for trial and try not to hurt them."

Xiao Wu was stunned, and understood what he meant, "Hey", and took the person away.

The just overcrowded living room was half empty, and Xiao Haiyang washed his face: "Team Luo, what shall we do next?"

"How is Yang Bo's **** investigation? Tell me about it."

"She was named Zhuo Yingchun. She died of illness eighteen months ago. She was fifty-three when she died. Her household registration and birthplace are both in H city, but her birthplace is ominous," Xiao Haiyang said, "I asked. People say that this identity information is not necessarily true. People at this age do not have an ID card at birth. Many of the information was reported later, and some may not even be of the correct age. The only information on her registered relatives is Yang after marriage. For the family, her parents and brothers are ominous. The policeman in charge of the household registration said that in this case, she may be an orphan, or she may have been abducted and sold. Ask."

"Let's go," Luo Wenzhou stood up, "Don't sleep anymore, solve the matter, and come back and get a good night's sleep."

In the deep winter, the genius was just beginning to dawn at least near seven o'clock. The long night in Weiyang made people and animals lazy, and some people were wandering away.

A low-key family car mingled on the highway blocked by the returning army, slowly approaching the toll gate, and Su Cheng's hands on the steering wheel were covered with cold sweat.