Criminal Investigation Files

After the broadcast reminder, the shaking of the ship became more obvious.

Looking out from the round window, you can see the waves rolling outside. In the vast sea, the ship is like a small leaf, being pushed and dangled by the sea.

For a while, the cabin became quiet, and the expressions of the passengers who were chatting just now all changed, and they tried to grab something around them, trying to maintain their balance.

Lu Siyu coughed lightly, and grasped the edge of the armrest of the sofa with his hands, his knuckles were so tight that they turned white.

Song Wen didn't feel anything. He got up and walked to the window, and looked into the distance. In the endless sea, a small island had appeared far away. It was only a small spot at the beginning, and it gradually became larger.

It was a small island in the shape of a mountain, covered with green vegetation, and the beach was covered with soft white sand.From a distance, some seabirds can be seen circling in the air near the island.

That was their destination, South Shark Island.

There are no tall buildings, no viaducts, and even few people.Some hard-to-see natural scenery is preserved there, which is different from urban and rural areas, like a piece of pure land far away from the city, a paradise, an Eden on earth.

Song Wen looked at it for a while, then sat back next to Lu Siyu, and asked him in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

The hull of the boat was swinging left and right, like a pirate ship in an amusement park. Lu Siyu closed his eyes and shook his head, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his internal organs were shaken uncomfortably, and his stomach was churning. Wen, I feel like I'm going to spit it out.

Song Wen sat on the side, and Lu Siyu grabbed Song Wen's arm. At this time, he completely ignored his unfamiliarity with his clothes and held him firmly as an armrest.Song Wen patted him to show comfort.

Lu Siyu is still within the bearable range, and his body is supporting himself with all his will, but if it takes a little longer, it will be hard to say.

Fortunately, not long after, there was a light noise outside, and then the boat stopped.

The small island, which was still some distance away just now, is now close in sight.

A boatman greeted: "It's here, hurry up and get off the boat!" They had to rush back to Xinchuan port before the typhoon came.

One by one, the tourists stood up staggeringly as if they were drunk, and went to get their luggage.

After Song Wen finished carrying his bag, he looked at the mountaineering bag with a tripod next to it, and knew it was Lu Siyu's, so he picked it up.

This group of people was rushed off the ship by the crew in a bit of embarrassment. It could be said that they were thrown out of the ship, but when they arrived at the port, the ship seemed to be in no hurry. It just stopped aside and did not return. .

Amy raised her middle finger angrily at the cruise ship, "It was like urging me to die just now, but I'm not in a hurry now."

Once the feet found the ground and took a short rest, those seasick people slowly recovered.

This is a small port. Now that there is a typhoon approaching, there are no tourists coming, so the staff are lazy, and there is no one beside the boat path.

Everyone got off the boat and sorted out their equipment by the plank road. The sea breeze was blowing. Although the wind was strong, it was not as exaggerated as they felt when they were on the boat.

On the pier, you can hear the calls of seabirds one after another.

The first thing I feel when I stand on the island is that the sea air is very fresh. This small island retains a lot of original features, and many vegetation grows naturally. Coupled with the perennial sea breeze, the living environment is very close to nature.

Jiang Jiang turned on his phone and looked at the latest news about the typhoon. On the map, a huge white disk was approaching, and it was still a short distance away from the small island where they were.

She reminded everyone: "There are still about five hours before the typhoon comes."

These five hours are an approximation. Generally speaking, after about three hours, when the typhoon is close to the edge, it will start to rain.

Teacher Su said: "Let's go to the Happiness Hotel as soon as possible before the typhoon comes. Don't be stopped in the middle of the road when it rains." The location of the Happiness Hotel is on a small cliff on the island. some way.

After listening to Teacher Su's words, only the couple responded positively and carried their bags.

Lu Siyu took out his cup and took a few sips of the warm water he was carrying, and finally recovered, and exchanged glances with Song Wen.

When he got here, he couldn't wait any longer, and was eager to see Wu Hongyou and ask the truth about what happened back then.

Song Wen said to them: "Well, I want to go to the island first, and I will go to the hotel before the typhoon."

Lu Siyu said: "I'm going to take advantage of the typhoon to see if I can take a group of photos."

Jiang Jiang also held Qiu Lan's arm and said: "Teacher, we want to go to the beach for a while, and we will pay attention to safety." The typhoon is approaching, one of them is curious, seeing everything fresh, and the other is a little worried about those seabirds .

Teacher Su was a little worried for them, but these people are adults, so it is useless to talk too much. He could only tell the two students: "Well, you must be careful, and come back quickly when there is wind and rain. The two of you must not walk away."

The seven people were divided into three groups, Lu Siyu and Song Wen were going to the center of the island, Jiang Jiang and Qiu Lan were going to the beach, Teacher Su and the couple were going to the hotel, so they parted ways at the port.

Lu Siyu took the luggage from Song Wen and walked in front. When he was out of everyone's sight, Song Wen ran a few steps, caught up with him, and snatched the bag from his back.

Lu Siyu didn't say anything, so he let him go.He walked in front all the way, although he was walking, but his speed was very fast. Song Wen had to sprint behind to catch up with him.

South Shark Island is not big. It took ten minutes to walk from the port to the residential area. There are only a few main streets and a population of hundreds.

The typhoon is not coming yet, the sky has a grayish yellow color, and water vapor is contained in the air. The humidity here is obviously much higher than that in the inland.The sea breeze was a bit harsh, Lu Siyu had never been here before, and felt that the wind made his skin hurt, so he tried his best to bury his face in his collar along the way.

On the street, there are some stalls, shops, and farmhouses. Some sell tourist souvenirs, and some sell seafood. Several shops selling tourist products have already closed, and others are preparing to close their stalls.

People on the island were taping the windows and reinforcing the roof, and they watched the two young men pass through the street with somewhat strange eyes.The previous tourists had all set off at noon, and they obviously did not expect that there would be tourists going to the island during the typhoon.

Lu Siyu went all the way to a few houses and got lost.What they were looking for was No. 27 Qingzhou Road, but when they got to this side, there was no street sign.

Song Wen opened the map and looked, but there was no information, so he could only ask a villager.

As soon as the name Zhang Hongqiao was mentioned, the other party frowned and said, "Zhang Hongqiao? This person is already dead..."

died?

Hearing these words, Lu Siyu's face suddenly turned pale, his fingertips were cold, as if all the blood in his body had been drained, his mind was confused for a moment, and he subconsciously asked, "How did she die?"

The villagers thought about it for a while and said: "He died of illness, maybe last year, and was buried outside the village." Then he looked at them with some vigilance, "Do you have anything to do with her?"

Seeing that Lu Siyu was depressed, Song Wen knew that he was afraid of breaking the clue, so he took a step forward and continued: "We are two brothers, and we came here to find someone. Such a distant relative has lost contact for so many years, but the old man must have asked us to come and see. Is there anyone else in her family?"

The villagers no longer doubted it, and answered him: "There is still a cousin. Her cousin's surname is Li, and her name is Li Mingmei. Their home is at the end of the road, and that laundry shop is there."

Song Wendao thanked, and when the villager left, he pulled Lu Siyu and said, "Let's go, since we're all here, let's go and have a look."

Lu Siyu hummed. He also knew that he was too impatient. From Xu Changying's death to now, he has been chasing this clue. When he heard the news of Zhang Hongqiao's death, he couldn't accept it. Now he calmed down. , I understand that what Song Wen said is right.

They have already arrived here, no matter how many clues they can find, they will do their best and let their destiny be assured.

The two walked along that road for another 2 minutes, and finally saw the small door of a laundry shop.

Song Wen pulled him, pointed to a person on the side of the road, and said, "It might be that person."

Lu Siyu followed his gaze, and there was a thin woman standing in front of a few hanging poles, holding the bed sheets in front of the door to dry. Now that she was here, Lu Siyu couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Song Wen approached and called out tentatively, "Hello, is this Li Mingmei?"

When the woman heard the voice, she turned her head and looked at them with a puzzled expression.

Lu Siyu also looked at the woman in front of him. The person in front of him had dry black skin, yellow eye whites, dimpled face, and silver hair on his head. He should be in his 60s.

Lu Siyu asked again: "Excuse me, did Zhang Hongqiao live here in the past?"

"Yes, but she died of illness at the beginning of last year... She has no relatives or friends, you are..." Li Mingmei said and looked at the two people in front of her. There are many traces of corrosion by detergent. She is not short, but she is a little hunched, and she looks dry and thin standing there.

Before meeting this woman, Lu Siyu only had a glimmer of hope in his heart after hearing what the villagers said, but now, that last hope was shattered in his chest.

Lu Siyu's eye circles turned red immediately, and he felt short of breath for a while. Wu Hongyou was the closest person he could find to the truth 19 years ago. For this truth, so many people were sacrificed and it took so long .For this day, he has gone through setbacks and tribulations.But why, still have to brush shoulders with this truth?

The three of them stood in the yard, and the sheets of various colors were still hanging on the ropes beside them, blown by the wind and floating in the air.

Song Wen knew that if the clues were broken, the blow to Lu Siyu would be severe. He did not hide his identity at this time, and took out his ID: "We are criminal police from the Nancheng Bureau. I want to ask, you and Zhang Hongqiao The relationship is..."

The woman stroked her wind-torn hair: "I'm her distant cousin."

Song Wen asked again: "Has Zhang Hongqiao always lived on the island? Has she ever used another name?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, looked at Lu Siyu and Song Wen again, and then said, "She came to join me more than ten years ago. She is the daughter of my mother's cousin. She used to be from Nancheng. Her surname was Wu, and her name was Wu Hongyou. .”

Song Wen continued to ask: "Then has she told you some of her experiences?"

Li Mingmei lowered her head, gathered the sheet in her hand, hesitated and said: "She... didn't tell me too much, I just know what happened to her, and she was afraid to hide on the island. Even when I finally got sick, I didn’t dare to go out of the island to see a doctor.”

It sounded like the experience was right, that woman named Zhang Hongqiao should be the Wu Hongyou they were looking for, but unfortunately, they came a step late.This is an island, and the management is not strict, so the woman has been hiding here for several years.

"Come in with me." Li Mingmei collected the remaining sheets and carried them into the room.Lu Siyu and Song Wen followed the woman in.

This is an old residential house, which was opened as a simple laundry room. There are several old machines in the outhouse, including a washing machine and a clothes dryer.The washing machine was still on, humming against the wall.

There are not many things in the back room, it is very simple.

Song Wen looked around the room habitually. It was obviously the room of an old woman who lived alone. There was only one copy of towels, mugs, slippers and many other things, without any trace of other people.

Li Mingmei poured herself a cup of hot water, then rubbed her calloused hands.

There were only two chairs in the room, Lu Siyu and Song Wen sat, and Li Mingmei sat on a double bed made of wood.

Song Wen first asked for Li Mingmei's ID card to be checked. The ID card was issued a few years ago and is valid for a long time because she is old.

Then Li Mingmei pulled out a box from under the bed, and said to the two policemen: "All the things my cousin left behind are here. She wrote something in the notebook, and I couldn't read, so I kept it. Take a look and see if there is anything you want in it."

Lu Siyu's eyes were red, and he took the small box handed over by the woman.

Inside were two scrunchies, a dilapidated doll, some old jewelry of little value, and a notebook.

The book should have been stored for a long time, the paper on the cover is crumpled, the paper inside has also turned yellow, and it smells mildewy.

Lu Siyu opened the book with trembling hands, and there were many words written on the paper, densely packed.

Lu Siyu pursed his lips and looked carefully. God did not crush his last hope.What was recorded in the notebook was the truth he had been looking for all along.

It seems that Zhang Hongqiao fully recorded everything she experienced before she died.

Song Wen also bowed his head and leaned over, and the two of them watched together.

Reading the words above, Lu Siyu seemed to be standing at a misty crossroads, facing Wu Hongyou 19 years ago.

After so many years, the woman is already blurred in his memory, he only remembers a woman with a beautiful face and a plump figure.This woman was one of his enemies, seeing her write down what happened back then, Lu Siyu naturally recalled that tragedy.He felt his chest was strangled by something, and even his stomach hurt...

"What happened back then, as a secret, has been kept in my heart for so many years, and I have never told anyone about it. I even feel that I may carry those secrets into the grave."

"As time goes by, I have been hiding on the island for more than ten years. Every day, I live in fear and fear. My health is getting worse and worse, and my hair is falling out in handfuls. I dare not go to the doctor. , my life starts counting down."

"Recently, I have been having nightmares. In my dreams, I would dream of Long Jinrong, of bait, of Ankui, of that couple...those were the people who died in the villa, more than ten years ago I have a premonition that I am going to meet them. Before I die, I decided to record these. "

"Those things back then... were too bizarre. The beginning of the matter starts with my acquaintance with Long Jinrong..."

"That year, I was dancing and selling alcohol for a living in a dance hall in Nancheng. I was getting older and couldn't compare to those young girls, but I was hot-tempered, and there were still some men who liked me and were willing to take care of me business."

"At that time, I often wondered, when will this kind of life be the end? I also hope that I can get out of the sea of ​​suffering, but I don't have any skills. I am naive, and I even fantasize about finding true love."

"One day, there was a rich old man in the ballroom who kept pestering me. That old man was famous for being cruel, the kind who would beat people if he didn't like it. The little girls in the ballroom were afraid of him."

"I didn't want to talk to him, but I didn't dare to offend him. The old man was aggressive and forced me to drink. At this time, a man rushed out, gave the old man a wine bottle, and saved me. That man, It was the security guard of the ballroom at that time, his name was Long Jinrong. At that time, I felt that I fell in love with him..."

"Later, that person was the most wanted gangster in the history of Nancheng, that is, the main criminal of the 519 case, Long Jinrong..."

"Perhaps in the eyes of others, this person feels heinous, but when he was with me, although he was not a good person, he was still a man of loyalty. Every day he thought about how to give his old man Father’s medical treatment. Although he is vicious, he never beats the elderly or women. He spent all his money on medical treatment for his father. For a while, he even lived on the money I gave him. In the room I rented."

"We drink heavily every day, linger, and dream of getting rich one day."

"If I hadn't met that man, he might just be a gangster, wandering the streets. And I might have a mediocre life. If I've had enough fun, I'll find an honest man to marry."

"But everything changed because of that person's appearance."

The little butterfly fluttered its wings until today, forming a storm...