dead innocent

The restaurant Chen Zhiyang mentioned is at the crossroads of the back streets of Dongcheng District. The business here is booming, and there is a lot of traffic every day. Even in the middle of the night, the "shop waiter" dressed in old clothes at the entrance of the restaurant is still very busy welcoming and sending people with a towel.

This private restaurant is opened by relatives of Chen Zhiyang's family. He has followed Chen Zhiyang here many times to eat and drink for free. The clever waiter has already recognized his face, and greeted him happily when he showed up: " Yo, Captain Chu is here, where is our son?"

Every time Chu Xingyun came here, he felt happy, and thought that Chen Zhiyang's family members were as strong as Chen Zhiyang. If other restaurants wanted to take the high-end line, they would lay out the carved and embroidered doors decorated in the restaurants into Guidianlan Palace.Although their family followed the Suigu route, they were also unique. The three-story private restaurant was decorated like the mansion of the king of the mountain.

Not to mention that the restaurant is dressed like a scorpion, the staff are all dressed up in a quack style, and it always makes people feel that a hundred and eight heroes will rush out in the next second, asking diners for money to buy roads across the bridge.

"On the way, we'll be there in a while."

Chu Xingyun went up the stairs, reached the second floor familiarly, and entered a box that Chen Zhiyang had reserved all year round after opening the back door.

In less than 10 minutes, Chen Zhiyang arrived, he was in a hurry, his feet were blown, and he was wrapped in a sense of anxiety.Pulling the chair beside him, he slapped the car keys on the table and asked face to face, "What's the matter with you?"

Neither of them came here for dinner, so they didn't even order food, and there was only a pot of tea on the table.

Chu Xingyun threw the document in front of him: "Look at it first."

Chen Zhiyang yelled at the door before flipping through the pages: "Xiao Xu, just serve some dishes!"

The girl in a short cheongsam at the door responded, and quickly brought a few plates of chicken, duck and fish in red oil and red sauce.

The document was only a few thin pages. After reading it, Chen Zhiyang threw it on the table, picked up his chopsticks and ate while saying, "I know this case, hasn't it been solved long ago?"

Chu Xingyun was not in the mood to eat, so he pulled the chair away from the dining table, took a wine cup and put it in front of him as an ashtray, knocked the ash in the wine cup, and said with a slanted smile on his lips: "I also thought it was broken a long time ago. Yes, but the survivor reported that he was harassed, and the person who harassed him was a death row prisoner who had already been executed."

"Survivor? Who?"

Chu Xingyun licked his dry lower lip, raised his eyes to look at him and said, "He Cheng."

Of course Chen Zhiyang knew about the well-known kidnapping case on New Year's Eve 13 years ago, but the case had already been closed, and He Cheng hadn't been connected with the survivors he said for a while.

"Are you sure? The death report is out. Besides, how many years have passed, if this Yuan Pingyi is still alive, why did he only find He Cheng now?"

Chen Zhiyang put down his chopsticks and started working seriously.

Chu Xingyun said: "Serial killers like this, once the carnival killing stage has passed, and the desire to kill gradually disappears, he will hide in the crowd until the killing intent buried in the blood and bones during the lurking period is awakened again. It can be as short as three or four years and as long as more than ten years. Once they decide to go back to the old road, the survivors who escaped from them are the first targets."

Chen Zhiyang said impatiently: "I don't need you to make up for me. Your grades in school are a fraction of mine. You just say that you want to re-investigate this case?"

In Chen Zhiyang's words, Chu Xingyun rubbed the cigarette end in his fingertips, then threw it into the wine cup, and said with a smile: "It's clear at a little bit, smart."

Chen Zhiyang held his chin as if he had a toothache, and looked at him for a long while with extremely complicated eyes, his face was bitter as if he had eaten something bad.

Chu Xingyun crossed his legs, showed him generously, and lifted his chopsticks to pick up a piece of tenderloin and put it into his mouth. With his thumb, he gently wiped off a little sauce from the corner of his lips, and finally raised his eyebrows and smiled at him: "Look Is that enough, do you want me to sing you a song?"

Chen Zhiyang covered his face with a long sigh, and said, "Chu Xingyun, you really don't want your life."

Chu Xingyun smiled calmly, tapped his finger on the name column of 'Yuan Pingyi' printed on the document, and his tone was calm but full of strength: "It's not that I don't want my life, but he wants my life."

Chen Zhiyang's eyes became more complicated, and he smacked back and forth several times like a candy in his mouth: "This second young master of the He family is your fate?"

Chu Xingyun smiled and admitted generously: "Yes, just say whether you can help me this time."

Chen Zhiyang's teeth hurt even more, and he felt restless as if a needle had been pricked under his buttocks. Finally, he bent his fingers and knocked heavily on the table: "How can I help you? Who doesn't know that Director Qin is relying on saving the second young master of your family?" You are going to beat him back to his original form now, not to mention whether this Yuan Pingyi is alive or dead, even if he is still alive, he is already dead in the file! Director Qin can agree to your re-examination? Not to mention that Qin Xiao is still in your hands, he probably wants to kill you now!"

What Chen Zhiyang said was pertinent, and it was also the status quo that Chu Xingyun had recognized for a long time.

"so."

Chu Xingyun smiled unhurriedly and said: "I need your help."

"Shall I help you find death?"

"Tsk, don't be so pessimistic."

"I think you are too pessimistic! How capable are you? After fighting with the Jiang family, you will fight with the Tan family. Now if you don't punish Qin Xiao, Director Tan will punish you. How dare you rush to expose his old background and force him to face the truth?" You make a move? You are too pessimistic, you are looking for death in pessimism!"

Chu Xingyun knocked on the table, dissatisfied: "Hey, I asked you to help me, but I didn't ask you to curse me. In short, if you help me in this case, I will investigate it. If you don't help me, I will also investigate it. You help me If you don’t help me, I’ll check it out, so just say you can’t help me.”

Chen Zhiyang pointed at him with one hand, and pointed at himself with the other: "Not only do you think highly of yourself, but you also think highly of me. I can't even enter the police station, how the hell can I help you?!"

Chu Xingyun pressed his hand pointing at the tip of his nose, and said with a smile: "You can't enter the police station, but your second uncle can enter the police station."

Chen Zhiyang looked at him warily: "What do you mean?"

Chu Xingyun took a clean wine cup, poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of him. Suddenly, a dark and turbulent undercurrent appeared on the sea surface at night in his calm eyes, and said: "Director Qin will take up the post of deputy mayor of Yinjiang City at the end of the year. Long, do you know about this?"

At this moment, Chen Zhiyang didn't dare to accept the banquet from his grand family, so he threw his body back, away from the cup of tea, his heavy eyes flicked back and forth on his face: "I know, it's all spread."

Chu Xingyun also stepped back a little, and in his dark and calm eyes faintly emerged the underwater creatures under the sea surface that were surging with the undercurrent, fighting and biting, and said softly: "Then I will tell you something you don't know, At the end of the year, it was not Director Qin who was promoted to deputy mayor, but the Director of the Police Department."

"What the hell are you talking about? Isn't Director Qin the Director of the Police Department?"

Chu Xingyun smiled, his fingers came to the side of the teacup, and his thumb pushed the wall of the cup and moved forward slightly: "He is now, and he may not be soon."

Chen Zhiyang frowned, seeming to hear the deep meaning in his words, and said in a deep voice, "Who is that?"

Chu Xingyun smiled and showed his cards slowly: "Your second uncle, political commissar Chen. According to seniority, after Director Qin stepped down, it should be his turn."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhiyang certainly understood what he meant.

Chu Xingyun realized that he had no chance of winning alone, and this was an alliance with them.

The lure of the olive branch given by Chu Xingyun is undoubtedly strong, but if the olive branch becomes a sniper rifle, the recoil should not be underestimated.

"Do you have any chance of winning?"

Chen Zhiyang asked.

Chu Xingyun spread his hands, like a hopeless old gambler in a casino, resolutely and cautiously bet his life again: "I won, and the beneficiaries are you and Commissar Chen, and I lost , I am the only one who died, even if the chances of winning are very small, it is worth a try."

What he said was really tragic, but Chen Zhiyang was not worried at all that he would really be drowned in the political river, and the He family behind him would try their best to rescue him no matter what.

"You bastard, you think deeply enough."

Chen Zhiyang scolded with a smile.

Chu Xingyun also laughed: "Anyway, I want to fight against Director Tan, so I might as well push the boat forward and push a 'person of my own' up."

Chen Zhiyang looked at the former old classmate in front of him. Of course, the brotherhood between him and Chu Xingyun exists and is deeply rooted.But at the same time they are on the same boat, wading in the same sea.Now that Chu Xingyun encounters difficulties and wants to face them, he needs his secret help. It is tantamount to two alliances launching a small mutiny. After Director Tan is brought down, they each take what they want.

Chu Xingyun continued to guard his life, and Chen Zhiyang's official career went smoothly.

This cooperation may be a win-win situation.

So Chen Zhiyang said: "I will tell Commissar Chen whether it will work or not, and I will tell you tomorrow."

Chu Xingyun picked up the wine cup and handed it to him, and said with a smile: "Respect our second uncle."

After leaving the 'Zuozi', Chen Zhiyang rushed to the branch office, and Chu Xingyun drove on the way home.

It was past three o'clock in the morning, and He Cheng's phone seemed to be on hold. He had just driven the car on the road when the phone rang.

"Why haven't you slept yet, young master?"

After finding an ally, Chu Xingyun was in a good mood, connected the phone and pressed the speakerphone, then threw the phone to the co-pilot, and asked with the corner of his lips.

He Cheng snorted coldly, with burning anger hidden in his indifferent voice: "I also really want to rest, but there is a problem I have been unable to figure out."

Chu Xingyun joked: "Oh? What's the problem? My brother will help you think about it."

He Cheng said: "I can't figure it out, why don't you always answer the phone? Or do you answer everyone's calls, but not mine? I called you a dozen times and you didn't answer one, even if you If you really don’t have time to answer my call, can you please hang up the phone? At least let me know that you’re still breathing!”

The traffic flow dropped sharply in the early morning, and the road was empty, except for a few cars passing slowly at the crossroad ahead.

Chu Xingyun smiled helplessly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, there is a problem with the phone, I really didn't hear the ringtone, I will change it to a new one tomorrow."

He Cheng snorted through his nostrils, and then asked, "Where are you?"

"On the way back, we'll be there in 10 minutes."

He Cheng's voice softened obviously, and said: "Then hurry up." After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he temporarily changed his words: "Slow down, and be careful."

The 30-second red light flashed quickly at night, Chu Xingyun stepped on the accelerator and went straight forward, because the speed was not measured on this road section, so the speed was relatively fast.

With one hand on the steering wheel, he fumbled in his coat and trousers pockets with the other: "I don't seem to have a key card with me. You can open the door for me later."

Two cat meows came from the phone, and He Cheng lazily said, "Well, I'll wait for you in the living room."

Chu Xingyun's ears were sharp, and he heard Daman's voice, and asked: "What's wrong with Daman? What's the trouble?"

He Cheng smiled lowly: "Didn't you make it lose weight? It's lying on my feet asking for something to eat."

At this time, the car was just driving to the center of the intersection, Chu Xingyun focused his eyes on the road ahead, and raised the corners of his lips: "Don't pay attention to it, it will get used to it after two days of starvation—"

At this time, he was too distracted. If he could take a look at the intersection on the right, he would see a garbage truck rushing straight towards the center of the intersection, approaching him like a white ghost in an instant.

Chu Xingyun realized that the danger was approaching when he heard the sound of the giant steel beast tearing the wind. He was silent in the middle of the sentence, and then hurriedly turned the steering wheel to the left, but it didn't help.

The black Land Rover looked weak and vulnerable in front of the heavy vehicle nearly three meters high. The front of the garbage truck was mounted straight on the Land Rover body. tire tracks.

The land rover hit by the huge force hit the road curb for several laps as if being sucked into the center of the vortex by a whirlwind, and then came to a sudden stop when it slammed into the curb.

Chu Xingyun was lying on the steering wheel, his body was covered with broken glass from the car window, and bright red blood flowed from the forehead that was smashed by the force of inertia when he was thrown onto the windshield.

He wanted to unbuckle his seat belt and get out of the car to escape, but he was in a state of dizziness after suffering a series of impacts on his head. , Even thinking is very laborious.

But his ears were still clear, and he could clearly hear the voice of He Cheng calling his name from the mobile phone that he didn't know where it was.

About half a minute later, he was still dizzy in his head, but he regained some strength in his body. After fumbling with his fingers for a long time, he unbuckled the seat belt. When he was about to open the car door, he saw someone take a step ahead of him and opened the car door.

Beside the car stood a tall man in a jacket with the collar turned up over his chin and a cap.

Although Chu Xingyun's vision is blurred and his mind is chaotic at this time, he recognized his identity when he saw this man.

He will never forget Zheng Xihe's eyes.

Zheng Xihe took out a pair of handcuffs, bent down and got into the driver's seat, clasped Chu Xingyun's wrist, and smiled at him: "Long time no see, Captain Chu."

Chu Xingyun was dragged out of the car by him, and when his feet stepped on the ground, it seemed that there was a force rushing towards his limbs along the soles of his feet, dispelling the fog that surrounded his mind, and he clearly saw Zheng Xihe He could clearly feel a pair of handcuffs on his wrists, and the unique cool feeling of cold metal entangled his wrists like a poisonous snake.

He was suddenly in a daze, his and Zheng Xihe's identities were switched instantly, in front of Zheng Xihe, he was handcuffed like a criminal.

A black car drove to the side of the road and stopped, Chu Xingyun instinctively wanted to escape, he took a step when Zheng Xihe hooked his neck from behind, his neck was suppressed by his arms, like an iron rod horizontally, It seemed to want to crush his throat.

Chu Xingyun blushed, and struggled to squeeze out a hoarse voice from his throat: "What do you think?"

Zheng Xihe uttered a wet and sticky voice in his ear, and said in a low voice: "I think—"

What Zheng Xihe was saying, he didn't hear clearly, he only felt that the hands that were handcuffed behind his back were suddenly grasped by a cold hand, which almost broke his fingers with force.

Two more men got out of the black car, twisting Chu Xingyun's arms from left to right and stuffing him into the back seat of the car.

Zheng Xihe stood in place, his eyes were covered by the brim of his hat, and a thick shadow was cast on the base of his nose, which made people feel inexplicable fear. It seemed that what was hidden under his brim was not a human face, but a lost face. Black skin with facial features.

Following the direction he looked, a black Audi was parked at the place where Chu Xingyun was waiting for the green light. Unfortunately, the black Audi witnessed the whole process of the car accident. forward.

The Audi driver looked at the scene in front of him through the windshield. He didn't dare to move or retreat. He sat stiffly in the driver's seat, his dull eyes full of fear.

Suddenly, he saw the man who seemed to have no face facing his direction, raised his arm, gestured for a gun with his right hand wearing a black leather glove, then raised his wrist slightly, and fired a shot .

The driver seemed to be hit by Zheng Xihe's illusory shot, his scalp exploded, and his body was covered in cold sweat. Only when the car disappeared at the intersection ahead did he take out his mobile phone with trembling hands and make a call.

"Zhou, Mr. Zhou, I saw Captain Chu being taken away."

Zhou Quliang was silent for a moment, and said decisively: "Follow."