crime puzzle

After Qilan City suffered the baptism of "the highest precipitation in a century", it finally ushered in a historic sunny day half a month later.

The early summer sun pierces through the glass windows.After filtering out that layer of dazzling light, there is only a little halo of no fighting power remaining, spreading drowsily on the floor by the window.

Cheng Xiaojing has already changed out of his hospital gown, and he is wearing the Uniqlo that Su Weiai brought for him three days ago.The size is still the same as before, but the clothes are much bigger.This accident, who lost his weight, gave him a lot of sorrow for nothing, like compensation for negative teaching materials.

As early as the third day after he woke up, the police came to him and took notes.But he also directly told himself that the possibility of finding someone in such a case before the murderer did it again is very small.

In other words, the crisis lurking around him still exists.

The people in the office deliberately picked a so-called auspicious day and let Cheng Xiaojing be discharged from the hospital today.It is indeed a good day to see the sun shining early in the morning.

Look at the time is almost up.He just started to sit on the hospital bed, half opened the drawer to pack the things inside.

The materials he had brought with him on the day of the accident, whether useful or useless, were all brought back to the office. There was only a notebook and a mobile phone that he insisted on carrying with him after waking up.

A voice calling him came from afar outside the window.He stood up.

At this time, the door of the ward opened.

The attending doctor who was in charge of him walked in and closed the door behind him.

Cheng Xiaojing was a little strange—his attending doctor was surnamed Cui, and he looked about the same age as Guan Pengcheng.But unlike most of the polite, white-faced medical staff, Dr. Cui is a rare rough northern man.

"I've been holding back for many days, I still have to ask you after thinking about it." Dr. Cui sent Cheng Xiaojing a huge suspense as soon as he opened his mouth.

Cheng Xiao subconsciously wondered if he had some serious problem.

Dr. Cui pointed to the hospital bed and said, "Sit."

Cheng Xiaojing deliberately walked back to the hospital bed, and sat down in a daze.

Dr. Cui pointed to his brain and asked, "You... have been injured here before, or what happened?"

Cheng Xiaojing was stunned for a moment and said: "It should be clearly written in my medical records. When I was in high school, something happened to my family, and I suffered from severe autistic depression for a while."

Dr. Cui shook his head and asked again.

"That's not what I want to ask. Are you... Are you suffering from severe amnesia now? I see that after you wake up, you use your laptop very frequently."

"Thank you, Dr. Cui, for your concern. I have a bit of amnesia, but I can overcome it by myself." Cheng Xiaojing smiled and politely expressed his decline.

Dr. Cui didn't ask any more questions. Looking at the young man in his twenties in front of him, he couldn't help sighing, and said, "Well, you young people all have your own ideas."

Cheng Xiaojing saw him stand up with a slap on his thigh, and he also stood up, intending to politely send this kind doctor out.

Doctor Cui suddenly handed him a piece of paper.

"You can contact me at any time if you feel uncomfortable in the future."

Cheng Xiaojing was stunned for a moment, and reached out to take it.Looking at the several strings of numbers above, I whispered thank you.

Su Weiai's roar downstairs was about to collapse the entire central hospital.

The sky was cloudy for days, and it was a rare sunny day. Lan He deliberately pushed his boss chair to the window.The floor-to-ceiling windows that I had closed for more than half a month opened.

Just as he was about to sit down, the mobile phone that was left on the desk rang.

He glanced over there, saw the huge three characters on the phone, and immediately straddled his long legs, leaned over to grab the phone.

"Hello." Chen Yifan, who was on the opposite side, opened his mouth first, and he couldn't hide his laziness, "Your uncle was discharged from the hospital today, didn't you see you pick him up?"

Lan He leaned back in the chair, let out a muffled breath, and replied, "If I follow behind, what do you want the police to do?"

"Hey, this is not what you said. Can I be the same as you?" Chen Yifan was not soft at all when he joked.

Lan He ignored him, closed his eyes and said, "What's the matter, just tell me."

Chen Yifan cleared his throat, changed his previous lazy tone, and changed his tone into an official one.

"We checked the 300 million clues you gave me last time. Gong Shuzhen doesn't have such a large amount of money in his personal account. We suspect that there is an organization behind him operating this area,"

Lan He paused, money laundering is commonplace in the whole society.Everyone knows that this is illegal, but it can't be stopped.

"That's difficult..." Lan He murmured.

"It's difficult? Lan He, don't joke with me, I'll tell you the truth." Chen Yifan's words carried a hint of nervousness.

Lan He was taken aback by his situation, and sat up in shock.

"What do you mean?"

"Your family in Qilan City is famous for eating black and white, so it's impossible not to be familiar with it." Chen Yifan paused, then changed the subject, "I know it's a bit fucked up for you to do this. But we You don’t need too detailed information, just give us a thread so we can check it out.”

"..." Lan He was silent for a while, not wanting to say anything.

Chen Yifan said cheekily, "I swear, I won't involve your family in it."

"You dug a big hole for me." Lan He scratched his head irritably, "You know, things are not going well in my family recently, and I'm very sensitive to any disturbance..."

As soon as Chen Yifan heard that he was going to work hard to force others to set up, he immediately amplified his voice and said: "It's about Cheng Xiaojing's future safety, Mr. Lan, please sacrifice once!"

With one sentence, Lan He was pinned to death in the chair.

He stared at the sunlight coming in from outside, it was so warm that his whole body was soft.But in his heart, it was as cold as spring in February, and it was so cold.

"Wait for my call." After speaking, he immediately dropped the phone, pretending to be out of sight and out of mind.

Less than two seconds after throwing it out, it rang again.

Lan He thought in his heart, Chen Yifan took the wrong medicine today, and there is no end to him, right?

But I thought about it in my heart, what if there is something new on the other side?

The phone that was dismissed and recalled showed a name that appeared on his phone for the first time.Lan He was stunned for a long while before picking it up in a hurry.

"Xiao Jing?" Lan He asked cautiously.

Cheng Xiaojing smiled and said, "It's me. Are you free tomorrow?"

"Wait, I'll check the schedule." Lan He ran back to the desk to look through the calendar and said, "I have time tomorrow afternoon."

"Well, come over this afternoon, let's discuss Lan Tian's case." Cheng Xiaojing made the appointment directly without asking Lan He if he would like it.

Until the other person hung up the phone, Lan He still couldn't react - did Cheng Xiaojing take the wrong medicine? He used to avoid him like a snake and scorpion, but now he took the initiative to ask himself out.

At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Pengcheng Office's unshakable working hours arrived.

Cheng Xiaojing opened his office door on time, and shouted at Su Weiai at the door.

"Su Weiai, if you see Lan He coming this afternoon, bring him directly to my side."

Su Weiai responded from a distance.

As soon as the echo produced by Cheng Xiaojing's voice fell, Lan He pushed the door open and came in.

The two were stunned when they met.

When Su Weiai saw the person, he immediately got up and said, "Hey, Mr. Lan, our lawyer Cheng just missed you."

Lan He inexplicably felt a little dry on his face, touched his nose, and said, "Thank you, I'll just go in by myself."

Su Weiai looked shocked and asked, "Do you know where his office is?"

Lan He is really smeared here, but he is waiting for him at the door, so he shouldn't have to lead the way.

"I saw him." Lan He pointed to the front.

Cheng Xiaojing let Lan He into the office, looked down at him carrying a bag, and asked while closing the door, "What is it?"

Lan He put the bag on the coffee table, unzipped the zipper and pulled out a file bag from inside.

Cheng Xiaojing looked familiar.

Lan He said: "The information I wanted to show you last time."

Cheng Xiaojing poured tea for him, and took the file bag with him.

Lan He stared at Cheng Xiaojing for quite a while, feeling a sense of wonder in his heart, and finally couldn't hold it back for a while, and asked, "Why all of a sudden..."

Cheng Xiaojing looked down at the information, and returned to him without raising his head.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time. Gong Shuzhen's attack on me fits perfectly with Lan Tian's case. I don't believe that these two cases have nothing to do with each other."

"So you want to start with Lan Tian's case?" Lan He asked.

This way of thinking is completely different from Chen Yifan's, which makes Lan He feel a little bit at a loss.To be honest, intellectually, he believed in Chen Yifan's ability to handle affairs more.But psychologically, he leaned towards Cheng Xiaojing again.

Cheng Xiaojing took advantage of the gap between turning pages, and explained to Lan He lightly: "Lawyers are different from policemen. We often look at the whole case, while the police look at the details."

Having said that, Lan He understood a little bit.

Chen Yifan is case-by-case, analyzing all the clues in detail to find out the case.And Cheng Xiaojing doesn't know much about the details, so he can only look for places where he can start.

This sounds a little unreliable.

Lan He took out his mobile phone and said, "My criminal police friend called me in the morning and said he was nearby. I'll ask him to come over."

Cheng Xiaojing's hand that turned over the case file paused.

"Can you come here casually on official business?"

Based on the principle of keeping the work of police officers confidential, Lan He started talking nonsense.

"That man often runs outside. Besides, you are a victim. Coming to you is also considered to be performing official duties."

Cheng Xiaojing looked suspicious, his eyes looked like X-rays, and Lan He panicked when he saw it.

As expected, Chen Yifan was summoned by Lan He's phone call, and he ran in hastily.

Cheng Xiaojing looked at the sweaty man brought in by Su Weiai, then turned his head and told Su Weiai to pour a glass of cold water and come in.Smiling and shaking hands with him.

"Oh it's you."

Chen Yifan's goosebumps were so frightened by his words, his eyes widened.The usual sharpness of speech disappeared without a trace.

"What, what, what? Cheng, Lawyer Cheng, have you seen me?"

When performing stalking operations, the first priority is concealment.He couldn't help but went through his whereabouts in recent days in detail several times, but he really didn't find anything wrong with him.

Seeing his guilty look, Cheng Xiaojing smiled and said, "Yes, I've seen it several times, but you probably don't know that I noticed you."

Chen Yifan looked back at Lan He anxiously, wondering if this ungrateful person had stabbed him out.

Lan He also wondered - what does Cheng Xiaojing want to do?

"Your firm has frequent dealings with the Municipal Bureau, did you meet at that time?"

Chen Yifan suddenly realized.

"So that's how it is...I'm in foreign affairs. The city bureau has special personnel to hand over clerical work to you. The name of lawyer Bucheng has always been well-known in our city bureau. Hahaha."