Against the current Hengdao

Yan Xiaodao invited those partners in the afternoon to drink coffee on the first floor of their group building, and went to a high-end restaurant for another drink in the evening.Talking about things should be at the wine table. When the ears are warm, the men chat more happily and heart-to-heart.

If those few people were in high spirits, Yan Xiaodao would probably arrange a midnight show after the dinner, and drag them to the most luxurious clubhouse in Linwan "Yurun Paradise" to have fun.In the business field and even in the official world, forming cliques and keeping one's own people in captivity all rely on this method. Everyone has sex together, and they don't talk about each other, commonly known as "friends with guns".A group of people meet naked in a hot spring pool or on a big bed, take off their masks and clothes to reveal their animal faces, and communicate with each other directly to the heart, so that they can trust each other.If you don't, no one will trust you as your own.

Yan Xiaodao took the bosses to park the car in the underground garage of "Yurun Paradise", and did not forget to call home secretly, because he really cared about a certain person in his heart.

Hiroko, his hard-core brother, said on the phone: "Brother, don't worry, he is very good! Just now we played cards and watched TV together, and then I carried him upstairs, and he is reading in your bedroom. Do you want to talk to me?" Does he talk?"

"No, it's fine, um...let him read, don't wait for me to come back to sleep." Yan Xiaodao said.

Hiroko added with a half-smile, "Brother, we're all out of money for tobacco, alcohol and meat next month. Will you subsidize it?"

Yan Xiaodao frowned and scolded: "Why did you spend it? Are you fucking feeding my little lover?"

"What's wrong with my little lover, we're wronged!" Kuanzi said honestly, "Brother, you are a generation of gamblers. You brought back Mr. Ling, he must be a gambler! What a fool, we lost In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I carried him upstairs and let him read..."

"...Isn't it!" Yan Xiaodao was also surprised. He didn't expect that this would be a trick without playing cards with Ling He at the same table.

In other words, he also played cards at the same table, but that night, Ling He was trapped in the magic cave and his life was hanging by a thread, lying on his back on the gaming table of Ilu Island. The most expensive wager.Every time I think about this passage, it’s like a very exciting and interesting dream floating in the clouds. While satisfying the man’s dignity and sense of accomplishment, it also makes him taste a bit of sweetness—he won this Allure bet code.

Yan Xiaodao greeted the drunken bosses and entered the sauna changing room.In the antique VIP private room decorated with mahogany carvings, white air is lingering, and there are many figures, and there are scantily dressed waitresses holding towels for personal service...

Yan Xiaodao gave three times more tips to the front desk female manager.Standing in front of the cabinet, he was very tall and straight, with a handsome face under the dim light, which contrasted sharply with those who came and went.The female manager knew him, they were all acquaintances, she smiled and said in a low voice: "Is there anything you want to order from Mr. Yan, should you ask Ms. Yin? She said that she only accepts Mr. Yan and you as a guest, and no one else accepts, so she just goes on stage and sings." .”

Women who are more expensive and have some qualifications know how to pick customers, not just customers who pick them, and those who don't want to be served are not served, and those with fat stomachs and wretched faces are looked down upon.In fact, who is really willing to serve people in this line of work, and who doesn't think about being lucky enough to meet a beloved man and go ashore in time...

"I have other business tonight, let's do it another day! Greet her for me." Yan Xiaodao shrugged off the good thing, but still took a red envelope from the cabinet, wrapped it in a wad of money generously, and asked the manager to hand it over to her. Miss Yin.

If he doesn't prostitute, he will pay the bill. Life is not easy for anyone.He feels that this is a friendship, no matter between men and women or other relationships, he is absolutely worthy of anyone around him if he has not treated anyone badly.

The phone text message rang several times, and he always felt that it was difficult to reply.

But he couldn't stop replying, so he quickly pressed and typed with his fingers: [Uncle, I'm dealing with business these days, can I call you in two days? 】

The director's temper is because he is used to yelling at the subordinates like donkeys, even though Yan Xiaodao is not his man at all, so he doesn't need to listen to his orders: [Just today, right now, hurry up and see me. 】

Yan Xiaodao frowned helplessly: [Uncle, I'm really inconvenient, I can't leave. 】

Bao Zhengwei was about to get angry: [Where are you, I'm looking for you? ! 】

Yan Xiaodao hurriedly said: [No, it's because I didn't take good care of her. Please tell me the time and place. 】

Bao Zhengwei is not polite: [Right now, Lianxin Tea House, No. 101 Quefang Road, I will wait for you in the private room. 】

……

Yan Xiaodao entrusted the manager and several clerks to take care of the guests in the sauna room, and hurried straight to the garage to pick up the car, and rushed to Quefang Road with a time lag.

Director Bao didn't see Yan Xiaodao many times, he only called him on important matters, and he was very cautious, changing places every time, let alone summoning him in the bureau.

This is a private tea restaurant, which sells some Western-style simple meals during the day to attract white-collar office workers nearby, and serves coffee, tea and desserts at night to meet the social needs of petty bourgeois men and women.The interior decoration of the tea dock is very emotional. When entering the private room in the corridor, you need to clean your hands and face first, and then put on slippers handmade from palm leaves.

Yan Xiaodao feels that this place is really not as tasteful as Director Bao can appreciate. It has to be so cautious and concealed. If you choose such a dating place for men and women to discuss the case with him, those who don’t know it will think that the bureau chief has recently died. The tree is blooming!

A row of small dark yellow lanterns swayed in the corridor, Yan Xiaodao found the private room where Mr. Chief had invited him.

Director Bao stretched his legs and sat beside the coffee table in the private room, with two slippers thrown roughly to the corner, wearing glasses and looking at the documents in his hand.The man raised his eyelids and cast two lines of sight from the edge of his glasses, as a greeting to Yan Xiaodao, and reached out to pat the futon next to him.

Yan Xiaodao nodded respectfully, sat down beside Director Bao, poured tea for him.

Director Bao taunted him: "Now the mouse is pretending to be polite to me like a cat, and didn't dare to come to see me just now?"

Yan Xiaodao laughed and said, "Mice don't dare to see cats."

Director Bao asked again like a parent controlling a child: "Where did you eat, drink, prostitute and gamble just now? I want to copy your nest directly."

Yan Xiaodao quickly said: "Don't go, I'm in 'Yurun Paradise', don't make mistakes with people like me."

Bao Zhengwei scolded: "Shameless, you bastard, just wait, you will let the anti-pornography team copy your lair after you catch me."

When Yan Xiaodao saw Yan Wang, he had the smiling face of a kid under the door: "Before you steal that store, you must say hello to me in advance, don't block me in."

Director Bao has nothing to do with Yan Xiaodao, but he has always admired Xiaodao, knowing that he is different from other people, and even more different from Qi Baoshan. He is an "intermediate element" who has the opportunity to win over and influence... Seeing that Yan Xiaodao is purely in his personal capacity and personal relationship, he is not allowed to appear on the stage, but it is for official business, not for personal affection.The magistrate in the yamen privately recruited a few informants on the road. Even if this trivial matter is known to his colleagues in the future, it will not be able to find any major flaws.

Director Bao turned back to a serious face, and took out the documents to talk about business: "It's just a murder case, stuck in the forensic step, and I can't go any further. Please help us take a look. The more important photos of the bones are here. First of all, this You have to keep the matter secret and keep your mouth tight; secondly, help me find out how this person died."

Yan Xiaodao can definitely keep this one secret, because he is not stupid at all, and he definitely kept the private meeting with Bao Zhengwei from Qi Baoshan.According to the old rules of the Jianghu, what he is doing now is secretly informing the yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice to eat inside and out, and he will have his fingers cut off in the gang...

There is no further background introduction about the time, place, case, etc. Director Bao, as a veteran in this industry, is very familiar with the principle of confidentiality and is extremely cautious. Every time he asks Yan Xiaodao for work, he throws out a few photos or a piece of information. The evidence and a knife were shown to him, and nothing else was disclosed.There were a few times when Yan Xiaodao only realized after reading the news report that he had helped Tiaozi to understand the case.

Looking for Yan Xiaodao to examine the cause of death must be related to the knife wound.

The photo didn't mark any information, Yan Xiaodao took a few glances and felt that this thing couldn't be identified.

This is a pile of bones, and it is incomplete.The police took as detailed and clear photos of the bones as possible for this pile of bones, but obviously, the bones have decayed for too long, and they have been dead for an unknown number of years.

Yan Xiaodao stared at the photos feeling puzzled: "How long have you been dead? It's too difficult to find traces."

Director Bao looked at him without answering detailed questions.

Yan Xiaodao asked: "Is there any other evidence? Clothes, relics, or murder weapons."

Director Bao shook his head with the most subtle and indiscernible movements: "If it's so easy to see, we have experienced forensic doctors, so I'm still looking for you?"

Yan Xiaodao asked again: "What does the forensic doctor say?"

Director Bao saw that Yan Xiaodao was also a stubborn gourd who didn't see rabbits or scatter eagles: "The forensic doctor said that all the bones were stab wounds, but any professional forensic doctor in the bureau is, after all, a college student in an ivory tower. In my experience, I have never stepped out of the laboratory and morgue, and I have never really taken a knife out to chop people."

"..."

Yan Xiaodao watched in silence for a full 10 minutes.Director Bao was very patient and didn't rush him, but he didn't let him go easily either. He just sat there drinking tea and staring at him.Leaders always stare at their subordinates' work like this, if you don't see any results, just sit here and watch for a night.

Yan Xiaodao was also cautious, he dared to speak only after he had thought it over and confirmed it, and he couldn't talk nonsense.

Why is he cautious?Director Bao must be looking for him for a difficult and serious case. For no reason, he remembered the gossip when he invited several police officers to dinner a while ago. The police found the remains of the main criminal of a major robbery more than ten years ago.In short, Director Bao insisted on not revealing the details. Yan Xiaodao was purely guessing. If this was the pile of bones, the suspect had indeed been murdered, retaliated, or purely retribution.How can a person not be beaten when he is in the rivers and lakes? There is reincarnation in the world, and one retaliation is retaliated.

He finally spread out a bunch of photos in some order, and began to explain: "Uncle, this person died a terrible death, the murderer...I think there are at least four people."

Bao Zhengwei's sharp and energetic eyes like a falcon are still shining brightly like a shrewd and capable young man. His eyes signal you to continue, speak quickly.

Yan Xiaodao said: "It's been too long. This person has been rotten for at least ten years. It is impossible to get back the muscle texture, and the bones, seams and joints of the key parts can still be seen. He should have been cut while he was alive. It was chopped for a long time, with many knives, and finally the body was dismembered after death.

"The trace of the leg bone here looks like a fracture, and it is a fracture that has not been repaired. There may have been a fierce fight at that time, falling from a high place, breaking the bone, being chased by people, outnumbered, and eventually died.

"There are still some corroded traces, it should be buried with metal corrosion after death..."

Bao Zhengwei interrupted him suddenly: "Don't talk about other things, just tell me the key points, four people."

No forensic doctor dared to report this number. There were four people, but the complexity of the case was geometrically superimposed, and many breakthroughs were opened.

Yan Xiaodao took a deep breath: "Whenever you use a knife, everyone's technique, strength, and angle are different. Whether it's a killer or a cook in the kitchen, knife skills are like fingerprints, which can identify everyone. differentiate."

Director Bao asked, "Is it done by a professional expert?"

Yan Xiaodao shook his head resolutely: "No, he is very bad at using knives."

Director Bao confirmed: "Is it compared with you, is it not good at using it, or..."

Yan Xiaodao shook his head: "It's just a group of novices and mobs who randomly kill each other by chance and hack at random."

Director Bao asked the most essential key: "Since it's a hack, how can you tell that there are four people? Can you give the portraits of these four people?"

Yan Xiaodao covered his lips with a fist and a half, thinking about the plot of the story he imagined: "Everyone has no experience, and they don't know which joint can be the most effective way to subdue the opponent, so it took a lot of knives. Among them is this one The person is calm and not stupid, and his eyes are more poisonous. He chopped off a few parts that are very lethal, and quickly removed the resistance of the deceased. The key point is that this person should be left-handed, and the bone was chopped from the left side. , the traces have been eroded to a very fine level, but I think he is left-handed, and the direction of the knife is opposite to my... "

"The second person is very strange. He is either a lunatic, or mentally retarded, or more like some special mental disorder, and his psychology is very abnormal. The mark he left is that the tip of the knife is completely punched down, and it goes straight down from top to bottom... "Yan Xiaodao also comes with a set of standard action demonstrations when telling stories. He squeezed out a long knife from his waist in a way that Mr. Bao didn't see clearly, and gestured on the table, "Ordinary people don't do this, like children Messing things up, he stabbed down many times in a row, mechanically repeated, with considerable force, and the traces belonging to his knife point were concentrated on the hipbone and pelvis of the deceased."

"The third person is the only one whose gender is not sure. The other three people are all men. This person may be a man or a woman, or even a child, because his strength is too small and his courage is the size of a needle. I I don’t even understand, why did he still use the knife?” Yan Xiaodao squinted his eyes halfway, as if he was in the bloody crime scene on a dark rainy night in the wilderness, where a group of people robbed and robbed their goods, showing their ferocious faces.

Director Bao leaned forward and listened very intently: "How can you be timid?"

Yan Xiaodao said: "The traces of the third person are all on the feet of the deceased, and the marks are light and erratic, which point to at least three guesses. He made the marks when the other party was already down and could not move. The more he was, the less he was." In fact, the knife doesn't matter; he is relatively far away from the dead, staying at the foot position away from the blood-spitting face and neck of the dead, which shows that he is timid and afraid, and has normal people's fear and empathy for death; he is weak or timid, even if It's just that the feet are weak and weak, if the skin and muscles on the feet are not very thin, and the bones are slightly touched, he would not be able to leave traces of his existence."

Director Bao quickly drew the location map and recorded the key elements: "So this person may be the follower next to the main criminal?"

Based on his many years of experience, Yan Xiaodao said: "Generally, those who are servants are more ruthless. People with high status don't have to do it themselves. After all, everyone wants to achieve a goal while blood is on the hands of others.

"There is also another possibility. The four people did an irreparable evil together. Everyone's hands must be stained with blood, as a 'vote of honor' for being loyal to each other and never betraying or revealing secrets in this murder case." This person may have been forced to use the knife by his accomplices, but he was cowardly, and in the end he only scratched the deceased's foot tremblingly with the blade."

Director Bao couldn't help taking a deep look at him, which made Yan Xiaodao feel that he had said too much and was too sincere...

Director Bao poked the pen on the paper: "The fourth person?"

This time it was Yan Xiaodao who leaned forward slightly, with a solemn expression: "The fourth person is the most important one. He is the main culprit who killed the murderer, or to put it clearly, he is the most ruthless, very ruthless, although he is also hacking. But this is a cruel hack without any psychological scruples. There are a few cuts directly on the skull, shoulders, and cross-cuts on the breastbone. He lacks sympathy for bloodshed and human life. This must be a man in his prime with great strength in his palms, and he may also be a 'big brother' character with certain leadership and control over the others..."

Director Bao: "...OK!"

Simply wonderful.

Director Bao closed the cap of the pen, stretched out his hand to grab Yan Xiaodao's shoulder, and silently expressed his gratitude without needing to say any unnecessary nonsense.

When Director Bao got up, he threw down a cheap sentence: "Xiaodao, I won't bring you anything. If I give you something, it's a bribe for you; if you give it to me, I dare not accept it. It's a bribe from a businessman." , now everything is under strict inspection!"

Yan Xiaodao had never seen such an unreasonable and eloquent boss. He rubbed his red eyelids and said, "Uncle Bao, I understand. What you mean is to tell me that I don't need to worry about my allowance for non-staff personnel."

In the private room under the light, Bao Zhengwei looked at Yan Xiaodao, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, and couldn't help but said: "Xiaodao, you don't know your biological parents. Actually, if you weren't that godson , I want to recognize you as my son."

The meaning of these words was a little obvious, Yan Xiaodao concealed his emotions by tidying up the tea set, and did not respond to such a straightforward gesture of kindness from the Yamen Chief.His eldership has always been good, even though he has no biological father, there is more than one person who thinks of him as his son.

What he did as a "family slave with two surnames" was not his character, even though he respected Bao Zhengwei from the bottom of his heart, and was willing to serve him without touching certain core interests, it was purely out of loyalty, regardless of remuneration.

Bao Zhengwei would not force him to express his attitude, so he patted him on the shoulder: "I just want to tell you to be honest and cautious. If you can do illegal and criminal things, don't do it! You are not allowed to do it even if you are forced ! Otherwise, I won’t let you go in a favoritical way!”

Yan Xiaodao nodded sincerely: "Uncle, don't worry, I will listen to you."

……

Director Bao still left the tea dock first, and Yan Xiaodao left after a few minutes.

He was sitting in the car with the windows open, letting the cool night wind mess up the hair on his forehead.He really didn't want to go back to "Yurun Paradise" again, he was not interested in going to the sauna and massage room to communicate with those old guys with big bellies, he found it boring.Or maybe he was reminded by Bao Zhengwei's pile of photos just now, and when he saw the bones, he associated them with corpses, and he couldn't even look naked when he associated them with corpses!

After all, Yan Xiaodao is not a forensic doctor, he doesn't enjoy pondering and studying those things.

He wants to go home.

He just wants to see someone who can make him relax, happy and feel at ease. Even if someone speaks badly, always tries to be aggressive and unforgiving, but occasionally it’s interesting to catch crickets and fight with each other in leisure time at home... …

With his left hand resting on the edge of the open car window, Yan Xiaodao called the deputy guarding "Yurun Paradise" and asked them to greet the guests.Before he could use his right hand, he put it in front of him, turned the steering wheel with a small but skillful movement, made a sudden turn at the intersection, decided not to go to the clubhouse, and went straight home.

It was this inadvertent sudden turn, and Yan Xiaodao glanced at the left rearview mirror with his chin in his hand.It seemed that a black car was following him, rushing through the yellow light and following him around the corner.

Yan Xiaodao half-opened his eyes, squinting at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eyes, and then turned again at the next intersection...

He walked around in circles around the block and made a big horoscope.

The black car may have also seen that it was going around in circles, and suddenly turned in the opposite direction at a certain intersection without making a sound, and walked away, only Yan Xiaodao looked back to catch a glimpse of the young side in the car window, covering his face with a hat and sunglasses , I can't tell from the appearance.

Because I met Director Bao just now?

Someone is following him and Bao Zhengwei?

Or is there another reason?

Yan Xiaodao drove all the way to his villa complex, and there was no tail at this time.

Maybe it's because I have always been cautious and suspicious when doing things, so I must have misjudged it.Qi Baoshan is not in the mainland at all, so he has no taboos, and he is not afraid of others.If Master Qi was still sitting in front of his house, he would not dare and would not have a private meeting with Director Bao.

When he drove into the courtyard of the villa, he saw the living room where the books were placed in the bedroom. A desk lamp was still on, lighting up the whole house at that moment, making it very warm.

As if someone is still waiting for him to sleep... After this day, Yan Xiaodao finally felt a little warmth in his heart, as if from the deepest and most lonely place in his heart, a pale yellow fire full of expectation jumped out .