Linzhou Municipal Bureau

Linzhou Central Hospital, Department of Emergency Medicine.

In the ward, Ji Jing lay quietly on the hospital bed, surrounded by medical instruments chattering.Outside the ward, Ji Lian sat on a plastic chair by the corridor, with gauze wrapped around his head and shoulders.

This déjà vu scene gave Quan Yifeng the illusion of going back in time to seven months ago.

The one who put Ji Lian and Ji Jing in danger that time was Peng Qiuying, the real lunatic who committed two murders in a row, killed his uncle and taxi driver, and planned to claim credit for joining the trafficking gang.Who will be the mastermind behind this time?

The follow-up was directed at Ji Jing.Just for Ji Jing?

Police work is naturally an offending job, not to mention that I am a criminal policeman, and it is a helpless "common practice" to implicate family members.But, what if this matter is really only aimed at Ji Jing?Besides the "enemies" I provoked, who else would want the life of such a half-grown child?

Ji Jing's DNA could not be compared in the nationwide database of missing persons. Quan Yifeng had to think about his life experience as a mystery.

"Why can't the doctor find out the specific problem? If there is no problem, why can't people wake up?" Quan Guifang hurried to the hospital, and she spoke to the assistant in a loud voice, "Hurry up and get in touch." Dean Liu, no matter what, we can't let the child just lie there in such a daze."

Quan Yifeng and Ji Lian stood at the door of the ward and sat one by one, turning their heads to look at her together.

She ignored her son who was intact, and rushed straight to Ji Lian, who was covered in gauze, "Oh, is this a serious injury? Oh, oh, it hurts just looking at it. Son, are you dizzy?"

Ji Lian gently held Mother Quan's shoulder with his hand through the gauze, and comforted him: "It's just a little scratch, it's nothing serious, don't worry."

"The back of the head is swollen to such a big lump and she said it's okay." Mama Quan looked up at Ji Lian's head, wrinkling the lines at the corners of her eyes with distress, "Hey, who the hell is this who suffered a thousand dollars? Drive onto the sidewalk?"

She turned to look at her son again, "This is an intentional murder! Just now Assistant Liang told me that your colleague was there just now, how could the murderer let him escape? Isn't this too outrageous?! "

"Mom, it's just in time for you to come. The situation here is urgent and I have to rush back to the bureau immediately, so you can take care of me." Quan Yifeng answered the question as if nothing had happened, and Quan's mother almost jumped out of anger.

The Queen Mother just didn't know, and his son couldn't tell her, an ordinary citizen, that what they encountered this time was not some kind of drunk driving and drug driving, but a high-tech crime capable of modifying and manipulating small cars without driving.

"Go, go, go," Quan's mother said angrily, "I only know that I am 'in the bureau' and 'in the team' all day long, and I don't even care about my wife and children when I start working! The child is still lying in it. What a bad job."

Mama Quan's seemingly flirtatious complaint almost surprised the two people in front of her.

Quan Yifeng's eyes were wide open, and his big head suddenly short-circuited was empty for a while, swinging back and forth between "the queen mother has seen everything" and "my own over-interpretation".Ji Lian, on the other hand, lowered his head unconsciously, a pair of high glasses that were about to crack into eight pieces on the bridge of his high nose could not cover the cheeks and ears that were getting redder and redder behind him.

Only the Queen Mother still calmly made up the knife list: "What? You all think I'm blind? I'm still in my prime, not as old and blind as you imagine. Seeing the sky swaying in front of me, don't think I'm not. Know those dog food and titanium alloy dog ​​eyes you young people talk about."

The two "young men" were choked speechless.It seems that Quan's mother is going to talk about everything today, which is quite in line with her bold and straightforward boss personality: "Anyway, I have a grandson now, and I am still a very smart little prodigy, no matter what, I have earned it." .”

For the first time in his life, Quan Yifeng felt sincere appreciation and admiration for his mother as a shrewd businessman.

"Me, the fortune teller has already done the calculation for me. Family fate is always thin. I don't expect to have a grandson, but I can count on my great-grandson."

The stunned Ji Lian listened to Quan's mother's high-spirited remarks, and looked at Yi Jianping, a little classmate who just came out of the bathroom at the other end of the corridor. He wondered if he had received anything in his extremely smart little head Incredible information.

Quan Yifeng waved to Boy Yi to come over, but he didn't say anything, he just patted the boy's uninjured shoulder, and gave him a look that didn't mean anything.From that look, Ji Lian clearly felt that there was more schadenfreude than worry.

After Quan Yifeng ran away without a trace, Ji Lian and Yi Jianping let Quan's mother and a large group of deans and experts from all walks of life come out of nowhere to circle around Ji Jing in the ward, obediently watching At the door, wide-eyed and small-eyed.

"By the way, Jianping, during the recent period, have you noticed anything that is not quite right? Or is there anything different from usual," Ji Lian asked Yi Jianping in a low voice, "How subtle is it?" It's all right."

Yi Jianping concentrated on thinking for a while, "Recently, there should be nothing abnormal except today's stalking and car accident."

Then, he began to list their main extra-curricular activities in the past week: "We met Teacher Dai when we were in the Science and Technology Museum last Saturday. He is my mother's college classmate, and he happens to be in charge of a science and technology research project for teenagers in the city's education department. , interested in the interest group activities we are doing, and suggested that we join his research group. This Wednesday, the members of our interest group got together and went to the office of the research group together. There is Today, we originally wanted to ask the curator for his opinion on the issue of the venue."

Ji Lian was thinking about asking about the situation of Teacher Dai and the curator, when Yi Jianping suddenly remembered something, "By the way, when I saw Ji Jing yesterday, I found two band-aids on his right wrist. His hand hurt, but he said he just didn't want people to stare at his birthmark."

"Someone has been staring at his birthmark recently?" Ji Lian couldn't help feeling vigilant.

"It should be. When I went to the research group the day before yesterday, the representative of the company that sponsored the project also came over. I asked Teacher Dai later, and the person who made Ji Jing feel awkward was Wu Jiahui."

"What? The sponsor is Sneaker?!"

"That's right, it's Sneaker. Professor Ji, do you know that Wu Jiahui?" Ji Lian's surprised expression made Yi Jianping feel that something was unusual.

"Stay here now and don't go away, I'll make a call and be right back!"

A day of mental tension and physical fatigue passed very quickly, and night fell quietly in a blink of an eye.

The police now have very little information about the abduction.However, at this time of desperation, Wu Jie, who should have been the most anxious, disappeared from the police station as if the world had evaporated since he left the police station in the afternoon.What's more, at this time, he was calm, and it seemed that apart from the family members, even the kidnappers had no news.It seems that the kidnappers really have to wait until after twelve noon tomorrow before contacting their families again?

There was no trace of the kidnapper at the moment, and the distance the hostage took away from the surveillance camera last night became the crux of the case, and it was also the main problem that trapped the police.

Therefore, Zhou Jin, who was found from Wu Minguo's communication records, naturally became the number one suspect.He has been monitored in all directions, but for the sake of the safety of the hostages, it is not possible to startle the snake, everything can only be done in secret.

The more in-depth investigation, the more confusing the situation in front of you.First of all, Wu Minguo and Zhou Jinyuan had no worries or complaints, and secondly, Zhou Jin didn't seem like a person who was short of 5000 million yuan.His personal finances are in good shape, with ample cash at his disposal and no shady debts.As for his auto parts company, whether it is just looking at the financial report for the past six months or asking people in the industry, it shows that they are making a lot of money.

Ji Lian's phone call pulled Quan Yifeng out of the myriad of thoughts in front of him.He watched Wu Zhongli and Wu Jiahui in the dark, like an outsider for the first time, watching this strange situation develop in an unbelievable direction with cold eyes.

"Are you sure the informant is Wu Jie's son?" Wu Zhongli looked around calmly, making sure that there was no third person present.

"What do you mean?" Wu Jiahui asked back, with a calm tone, not too surprised. The trust relationship between father and son is actually not as natural as outsiders imagined.

Wu Zhongli sighed, but he didn't feel sorry for anyone, it was more because of physical fatigue, "That old boy Wu Jie called me just now, it's okay to admit your mistake. It doesn't sound like you're pretending of."

"What did he say?" Wu Jiahui was puzzled.

"He got the evidence of his girl's informant."

"What did you say?!" Wu Jiahui's half-burned cigarette fell directly to the ground between his fingers.

"And he also made that crazy girl pay the price. I think this matter, for the sake of everyone's family, let's stop here." Wu Zhongli was overwhelmed by his son's gaffe in front of him. His face was heavy, and his eyes were full of restrained impatience.

"What did he say?! What did he do to Min Yao?!"

Quan Yifeng did not expect that the conversation between father and son would end in this way, and Wu Jiahui, who was completely panicked and in a state of madness, rushed out of the gate of the police station like an arrow.

"Oops!"

Before Fang Fang could figure out the situation, Quan Yifeng grabbed the car keys and ran towards the gate.

"Follow!"

On the banks of the Yuanwan River, Newinland, the most low-key luxury hotel in Linzhou City, a large piece of tranquility abruptly carved out of the downtown area.The exaggerated price that makes the public automatically shy away silently demonstrates its superiority.It is said that even every inconspicuous drawer handle in it comes from the hands of design masters.

There is no resplendent facade, no dazzling decoration, but as long as you stop at the front lobby of the hotel and face the whole floor-to-ceiling glass, you can intuitively see the appearance of "money" itself - you can't see the king of land from here , because it is itself.

The guest's fine clothes and fine food are served rigorously and thoughtfully, everything here is orderly, and everything is quiet and good.

In addition to the broken door, the fat man who was almost beaten to death, the shocking mess, the blood stains on the bed, and the unconscious little girl.

That heartless "crazy girl".

Quan Yifeng watched numbly as Wu Jiahui beat the bloody middle-aged man to death, without any strength to step forward to stop him, watched Fang Fang wrap Wu Minyao in a bed sheet and rushed out of the room without moving forward The courage to help.

He suddenly had the urge to vomit.

There is a kind of overwhelming sadness that overwhelms people and sinks down.