Sapphire case

40.

"Shen Wenchang and his mistress who was a thieves and prostitutes were killed by him! He used a Russian-made PSS 7.62mm micro-sound pistol, and the measured range is less than [-] meters!" Song Zhao suppressed his voice faintly, making people feel like he was a If you don't pay attention, you will collapse, "You know, this is equivalent to that he was at the scene at the time, and he could see the position of the target with his eyes! Ida Kazuyuki also died under his gun, in the room of the Maolin Mansion It wasn't Gu Sheng at all, it was Liu Mian! Do you still remember Liu Mian? The boss Liu who was detained on the spot until he was tortured and executed before dawn!"

Jiang Cheng looked at him, unable to tell whether he believed or doubted, he said slowly: "...the range is 50 meters, he was in that room at the time, he wanted Liu Mian to die."

That should be a question, but Jiang Cheng didn't use a questioning tone at all, and he didn't name names. Song Zhao didn't know what he was thinking. It was only half an hour since he learned about this and came here with Fang Kai. Shock wiped out all emotions, and I didn't have time to think about the details.

"Yes, he wants Liu Mian to die, killing two birds with one stone." Song Zhao slowly turned his head and said in a deep voice, "But it's not because Liu Mian always likes to take advantage of him. Do you still remember that you asked me for it a few months ago?" Is that Dian Cui Tou Noodle in my collection? That is the relic of Gu Sheng's biological mother."

Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"That rare toy later fell into the hands of a poor man who was traveling all over the place. Because of the lack of a top flower, the last buyer changed his mind temporarily, so it fell into my hands." Song Zhao said, "The top flower was bought by Gu Sheng. In his hand, according to a close servant girl in his troupe, Gu Sheng valued that item very much. And a while before the incident, Liu Mian went crazy and took the top flower for himself in front of him. .”

"Liu Mian..." Jiang Cheng was silent for a while, "I used Liu Mian to suppress him back then."

Song Zhao glanced at him, but couldn't tell what it meant.

"Fang Kai didn't expect to follow that line, I thought of it." Song Zhao didn't bother too much, and then said, crossing his fingers, "I sent someone to contact the Erdao dealer who transferred the collection to me. All the arms dealers along the coast have heard of him, Bai Xiaobao. This man does everything from reselling cultural relics to smuggling arms to robbing houses, and I found out the origin of that PSS pistol|gun from him." He paused feeling ridiculous After a while, he said again: "Guess how we know it's PSS? Seriously, if the murderer doesn't show his feet, we might be kept in the dark for the rest of our lives.

"Shanghai Police Station found it from the ruins of the church in the northern suburbs after it was bombed! The Shanghai tycoon Feng Zheng who had been missing for half a month was also found together!"

Jiang Cheng's complexion finally became ugly, he couldn't help sitting up from the bed, staring straight at Song Zhao's open and closed lips: "What do you mean—"

"All the clues are connected! Shen Wenchang! Ida Kazuyuki! Feng Zheng! And your brother Jiang Jizheng! Blue Star Bridge Club, Maolin Mansion, Shanghai Abandoned Church, and the main battlefield on the border of Hengzhou!" Song Zhao's voice was hoarse, But there was a scorching hoarse voice from it, "The route that fits perfectly, the precise shooting method, the source of the gun, who else do you think? Gu Sheng, the person sleeping next to you, he has done enough to kill him. A hundred times in hell! He's carrying..."

"What about you? You and I have clean hands, don't you bear a few life debts on your body?" Jiang Cheng said softly, without much ups and downs in his tone.

Song Zhao looked at him in surprise, and suddenly laughed.

Then he shook his head, turned his face and said, "I don't care about the status and consequences of those other people, what about Jiang Xu? What should he do? You hide it from Commander Jiang now, and wait until your father comes to the door! What will you do? You were..."

Jiang Cheng closed his eyes and shook his head, Song Zhao stopped talking when he saw this, and sighed: "Gu Sheng thinks much deeper than you, no, than we think, it's impossible, you..."

"If you think that way," Jiang Cheng opened his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile, "you can just let Fang Kai arrest people and send them to Shen Yao—or Jiang Zhiya. Tell me what?"

Song Zhao choked, and instinctively wanted to refute, but suddenly couldn't say a word.

Say what?

Because Jiang Cheng's special attitude towards Gu Sheng was so outstanding that he subconsciously felt that moving Gu Sheng required Jiang Cheng's consent?

Or did he feel sympathy for that person from the very beginning, and even secretly hoped that Jiang Cheng's attitude would save him from the inevitable death sentence?

In fact, the Jiang family has not yet separated, and Jiang Cheng has not replaced Jiang Zhiya. Not to mention Shen Yao, the head of the Shen family, Jiang Zhiya's orders are overshadowed by Jiang Cheng himself. Song Zhao has always served the top leader of the Jiang family. , what can't be done without going through Jiang Cheng?

The latter speculation is even more absurd. He and Gu Sheng only met by chance, because Jiang Cheng only had a few encounters, and the things Gu Sheng committed could not be appeased even if he died thousands of times. His task was to kill him personally. How could he be shaken when sent to the gallows?

... Song Zhao knew that all his thoughts at this moment were nothing but high-sounding nonsense, but he also knew that he had only one choice.

A certain kind of extremely secret, secret and unexplainable crevice writhed in his heart, and he knew that the best solution was to wait for it to heal and even subside naturally, but he couldn't control it, even he was in the deep, deep Deep in my consciousness, I hope to protect that bud to grow as much as possible, and grow a little longer.

So here he is.Sitting next to Jiang Cheng.

"There are some other clues, I'll tell you later, if you're willing to listen." Song Zhao sighed, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and then looked outside the door, "Brother Fang is still saving face in 13 minutes. .”

He got up and went out to say hello to Fang Kai. Fang Kai didn't mention the case too much. He simply asked about Jiang Cheng's injuries, and said he would visit after he learned that he was fine.

Jiang Cheng didn't listen to his well-worded greetings or probing anything at all. His attitude towards Song Zhao just now was the result of some indescribable habitual defense. In fact, the shock he received almost knocked out his thinking ability. Pushed to the brink, he didn't even know how to react!

He couldn't help but believe that every word of Song Zhao was the reality of dripping blood. Scenes of the past flashed before his eyes, starting from the old man outside Changfu Restaurant who broke in to avenge his granddaughter, and the faces of the young people were blurred. Qing's sadness, he was asking what "Xinjinkou" was; soon after the Maolin mansion was blazing, Gu Sheng trembled slightly and distinctly beside him...

The "Sapphire Case" in Shanghai is full of light and tears.

Gu Sheng's allusion was so obvious that he didn't even cover it up. He wrote his sympathy and pity in the booklet and moved it to the stage. Jiang Cheng was so close to him every time, but because of his frivolity and carelessness, he Let go of those fatal details for the first time.

And Gu Sheng pointed at him with the gun stained with the blood of the superior, telling him that he would pay the price again and again.

A few minutes later, probably not long after Fang Kai had left, Song Zhao pushed the door open again and came in, looking cold under Jiang Cheng's questioning gaze - Jiang Cheng had never seen Song Zhao in the past 20 years he had known him. There was such a face in front of him.

Song Zhao covered his face and said, "—Jiang Cheng, have you heard of Shang Yunfang?"

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, before he could react from the thought just now, he asked instinctively: "What?"

He still wanted to ask why he came back again, but Song Zhao's extremely bad face made him feel that he shouldn't ask any more at this time. The lips are tightly pursed—the picture is as if there is a poisonous snake hidden in his throat, and his mouth is hissing open the mouth of the cannibal.

Immediately afterwards, his footsteps paused for a moment, as if his thoughts had suddenly disappeared, and he turned his face quickly, and said to Jiang Cheng: "She is Gu Sheng's biological mother. Twenty-five years ago, Jinzhou four One of Kun Ling, Shang Yunfang!"

That period of history was too early for both Jiang Cheng and Song Zhao. Their impressions of the popular folk arts at that time probably only stayed at the halls at home during the New Years and festivals and socializing with the elders in the theater. No matter what Jiang Cheng thought I can't bear the name, but I vaguely think of the other two, who were promised to work as juniors for warlords and wealthy businessmen, and were finally beaten to death by the court.

Jiang Cheng frowned, narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Zhao who was walking back and forth in front of him: "I will investigate this matter, I already knew about his life experience, but I just didn't ask, he has another biological mother, what's the problem with that?" ?”

"I just got the news..." Song Zhao sat down at the end of the bed, subconsciously going to touch the cigarette, and finally only sighed softly, "I have always wondered why Shang Yunfang suddenly disappeared from the pear garden, and why did she disappear again? It's so difficult to find out her life trajectory after hiding her name..." He muttered to himself, and looked at Jiang Cheng with a half-smile: "I thought at the time, there must be someone suppressing this matter, the people above! Some people don't want people to know!

"Guess who?

"It's Commander Jiang! It's your own father!"

What he said was already a bit outrageous, no matter how bloody his mouth was, he couldn't pin such an unnecessary incident on such a big man, and even in front of his own son, Jiang Cheng felt a little ridiculous: "Song Zhao, What are you talking about? What do you mean——Jiang Zhiya was so romantic when he was young that he became a dancer with a big belly and didn't dare to admit it, so he banned people from doing things, but now Gu Sheng is his illegitimate son, my half-brother Brother?!"

So far, he has been completely convinced that Song Zhao is completely insane today, daydreaming, unrealistic, running the train with his mouth full, and even invalidating his previous words.He even breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, deceiving himself and others, thinking that once Song Zhao, a lunatic, left this day, he would quickly ask someone to find out the truth of the matter.

Song Zhao, however, knew his chaotic thoughts well at that moment. He even dared to say that no one in the world could understand Jiang Cheng's situation better than him at that moment, because when he heard the news, his reaction More than anything.

That kind of inference is obviously extremely absurd. In this way, Gu Sheng should at least be older than Jiang Cheng, and Gu Sheng's seven years in the Hongxin class are not deceiving. There is no such thing as a dancing girl, and there is no such thing as an illegitimate child.

Song Zhao shook his head: "No, no, if that's the case, maybe things are simpler. But the fact is, according to the notes left by Feng Zheng, and the tone of the old people who came out with monk Yunfang, such as Hou Peigui, Shang Yun Fang and Gu Shi, a wealthy merchant of Jiangnan weaving, got married again, and Commander-in-Chief Jiang slaughtered Gu's family in order to avoid my aunt's pursuit."

His aunt is Jiang Cheng's nominal mother, Jiang Xu's biological mother Song Shuzhen.

Song Zhao's last sentence was very light, as light as the usual whispers in a secret conversation, but the sound of "full door" fell, and it was thunderous in Jiang Cheng's ears, tearing up all the superficial silence in an instant.

Jiang Cheng laughed, and heard himself say: "What nonsense are you talking... You should go home quickly, no... Just find a doctor here to have a look - what nonsense are you talking about, if Jiang Zhiya is really kidding What kind of person... can't use any means, and wait until she gets married, and... destroy the family?"

"It's a long story, and I don't understand it yet. Maybe you can ask your old man better than me?" Song Zhao looked at him and tapped his temples lightly, "But there is something interesting. Yes, both Feng Zheng and Hou Peigui mentioned that Jiang Zhiya once gave Shang Yunfang to those military officers as a gift to curry favor with the Japanese."

Jiang Cheng looked at him suddenly, Song Zhao's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see what he meant.

"I was wondering," Song Zhao said, "when Gu Sheng was in the Maolin mansion, what was he thinking? Maybe...or originally, with his marksmanship, it would be okay to find a sniper spot next to the mansion and shoot Ida. Come on, why go in?

"It occurred to me later, oh, maybe he didn't go in willingly, he had to be there, he—"

"Stop talking!" Jiang Cheng suddenly interrupted his words, and strangled Song Zhao's neck with his injured fingers. Song Zhao paused and suddenly laughed!

"Cough cough cough... It seems that everyone died rightly, everyone died rightly!"

Jiang Cheng let go of him suddenly, and his whole body slowly sank into the soft and spacious pillow of the hospital bed.

Song Zhao tried his best to calm his breath, took a sip from the water glass on the desk unceremoniously, let out a breath with grinning teeth, and straightened his collar: "Miemen... Do you want to ask why Gu Sheng escaped? Or the reason? Seriously Yes, I don't know, there are too few clues left. Speaking of it, it's really your father's credit. If I hadn't been in Liyuan for a long time, and my reputation is trustworthy, who would have revealed the secret of such a beheading to me? ?”

"You can... believe everything you said?" Jiang Cheng looked into his eyes.

Song Zhao laughed suddenly: "I heard that your father has gone towards the embassy, ​​and he kept his mouth shut to keep you from knowing. Do you think Gu Sheng will... shoot Commander-in-Chief Jiang in the head?"

Jiang Cheng threw off the quilt and ran outside without changing his clothes!