Against the current Hengdao

The Sanjiang land is shrouded in a dog-day heat wave. This kind of heat can not only make steel, but also scorch the hearts of those who are secretly unpredictable.In the low alleys of Rongzheng Street, the sound of cicadas was deafening.The hard-working shoulder-pole brokers shuttled back and forth between the streets and alleys, letting their bare shoulders and bare legs under black pants collide with each other among the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd.

Chen Jin was still called Chen Peng at that time. It was not long after he was born, and when his own father was in a good mood, he asked a well-educated old accountant across the street to look up the name from the dictionary.An ordinary person under the careless life, Chen Jiu thinks this name is very suitable for his own species, and the font is also pretty.

Chen Jin had a tough but slightly thin body, and slipped his body against the wall all the way home, avoiding the indifferent and contemptuous eyes and chattering gossip of the neighbors.An old lady came out across the street and yelled at him, "Your father snatched a scooter from my house a few days ago, go back and ask when will that scoundrel return it to us?!"

Chen Jiu, who had been fooling around outside for two full months and hadn't come home, made an unprecedented appearance that evening when he returned home.

When this person appeared, he was wearing a foreign trade T-shirt that was fashionable at the time, and stepped into the house with a muscular body, with a Marlboro cigarette dangling from the corner of his grinning mouth.The tinkling sound of tables and stools overturning by the door made Chen Jin cower and slip to the corner, always indifferent and afraid of his father.Chen Jiu slashed his chin with one palm: "Why don't you cheer me up, brat..."

Chen Jiu, a well-known scumbag in ten miles and eight streets, whenever he showed up on Rongzheng Street, the bitter masters and creditors came one after another.

Chen Jiu's rough voice kept buzzing all night, with an evil smile: "Don't come to me, I'm quitting! From now on, I don't have to carry this pair of broken poles haha Ha ha!"

Chen Jin peeked out from behind the broken wooden board, and there was an endless stream of people who came to collect debts from his father, arguing and arguing, and among them was a customer who often hired Chen Jiu to deliver goods recently.The man had a fair face, a thin and well-proportioned figure, and he reasoned slowly: "Chen Jiu, why don't you do the work for you? You can support your family by being hardworking. If you don't carry a pole like you, why don't you go to teach? "

Chen Jiu picked up the pole by the door, put it across his thigh, and smashed it hard, breaking it!

Chen Jiu was supposed to run away quietly that night, fly away as soon as possible, and shouldn't show his face at the door of his own house, but he is uneducated and he can't hold it back.

Such is the nature of fake and shoddy human nature. After being despised and suppressed by others for so many years, it can be regarded as that once the chicken and the dog are enlightened, they are about to ascend to heaven. No one can hold back the desire and ambition that swells in their hearts.In Chen Jiu's mind that is fierce enough but does not have much city power and wisdom, he must let the elders in his hometown witness his wealth and arrogance and envy him, otherwise the richness and wealth will not come happily enough. Dripping.

The fair-faced customer wanted to say something else: "Chen Jiu, this is the waybill for going to Luojiang tomorrow morning..."

Chen Jiu waved his hand arrogantly, letting the thin sheet of goods whirl to the corner of the room covered with dust and cobwebs: "Forget it, you, don't talk nonsense with me in front of my face!"

Bai Jing's face was dissatisfied and she whispered: "If you don't do it in the future, you won't do it. What about the item of the invoice owed in the first two trips? What about my goods? You have to finish the matter for me."

Chen Jiu sneered: "That's right~~~ When will I still owe you the invoice? Find someone else, get out!"

The eyes of Bai Jing's face suddenly showed unkindness, and he narrowed his eyes: "Chen Jiu, you old boy, I also have a small business in Sanjiang, and it's not easy, you don't follow the business rules and cheat my goods, are you playing with me? !"

Chen Jiu shook his voice: "Fuck, you are ignorant, right? I am still afraid of you, a poor man from outside, and settle down? Selling a few pairs of broken shoes, I think I can become a big boss! I will crush you to death someday!" Yes, it's as easy as trampling an ant to death, understand, white, right?"

Threatening words come out of the mouth, even if the speaker does not intend to listen to them.A person with an insolent face may not be able to be cruel without blinking an eye, and a person with a weak and harmless appearance may not be unable to do brutal and decisive murder.

Chen Jiu moved his hand frantically, and hit the man on the back with the shoulder pole that was broken in half, driving him away.

When the customer left, his face was gloomy, and he replied lightly: "Chen Jiu, please leave some room for your life, don't go too far."

The young Chen Jin, who was peeping in the dark, could clearly see the brutality and fierceness from the expression of the white-faced scholar-looking man. The man's eyebrows seemed to have opened his eyes, revealing a dark red blood light.

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Chen Jin, who grew up amid frequent door-to-door quarrels from creditors and taunts from neighbors, was used to these scenes and didn't take them seriously.He averted his eyes indifferently from behind the cracked wooden boards, and was soon attracted by a more terrifying sound.

Another round of hacking and killing came to the door of the creditors, but it was the largest usury money lending gang in the world.Those people had a fight with Chen Jiu at the entrance of the alley, causing blood spots to be spattered in front of several neighbors' doors, and they jumped like cats and dogs.

When Chen Jiu stepped back home, there was a fresh wound on his arm, and he cursed: "Damn it, I have a lot of money, but I won't give you back any cents!"

Chen Jiuzheng met the woman's frightened bird-like weak eyes.

The woman's screams and pleadings were mixed with the sound of the already not-so-strong bed sheet being torn and crumpled.The begging sound was finally swallowed by the man's rough panting... The young man who was peeping behind the door felt physically disgusted and nauseous in the face of such a rough and brutal scene. He saw Chen Jiu grinning and pulling Cai Hongying again with tears. face, forcing the other party to face the photo of father-in-law and mother-in-law on the bedside.

This is also Chen Jiu's heart disease. The old man of the Cai family looked down on the scumbag from the very beginning, and somehow tricked Cai Hongying into marrying him with his rhetoric.Therefore, every time Chen Jiu acted wildly on the bed, he had to straighten the photo, as if he had raped his wife in front of his father-in-law, and vented the dirty anger in his chest.

The big villain finished all his evil deeds, drank two cans of beer, didn't pack any of his belongings, and couldn't look down on those rags anymore.Before he left, the man left some newly bought fashion dresses for the woman and one semester's tuition fees for his son.

That evening, Chen Jiu only stayed at home on Rongzheng Street for about an hour, and then quickly left without a trace.This was the last time the man was seen in front of the house, and he has not been seen since.

But Chen Jiu didn't know that his kid followed him that night.

At that time, Chen Jin didn't know where the courage came from, and there was boundless resentment and anger in his chest at a young age. He grabbed an iron hook from the corner of the wall and a kitchen knife in his arms, and rushed out of the house amidst his mother's dying sobs.

The mother's life was cowardly and pitiful, but the son's temperament was not cowardly.

What Chen Jin thought at that time was to hack the villain to death, and it would be over once and for all.

He followed Chen Jiu's whereabouts and drove a three-wheeled "Bengzi" that was very common in the suburbs at that time.Bengzi drove him out of the boundary of Fanjiang City, as if he was following a certain rural dirt road and entered a relatively barren place in Luojiang City.It is full of low-rise folk houses, dotted sparsely between the woods and soil bags.

He remembered several important details.

When Chen Jiu turned out from the woods, he pedaled a dilapidated and large cart, and covered a cart of unseen cargo boxes with tarpaulins.

Chen Jiu flagged down a truck on the side of a road in the countryside, and finally got on a medium-sized van with a white body and a blue-painted company logo on the rear.Chen Jin could even vaguely describe the style of the icon.The driver's voice drifted down the wind across a piece of rough withered yellow weeds in the open wasteland: "This is the bus of Boss Ling's company, why are you stopping the bus!"...

Chen Jin should be thankful that he was very lucky. He was a child with no strength to restrain a chicken at the time. If he really wanted to use a knife with his own father, Chen Jiu would not be allowed to piss, and the tiger poison eater would pinch him to death Save him from getting in the way.

Chen Jin must have been unable to catch up with the car on the side of the road. In the end, he lost someone, so he couldn't witness Chen Jiu's final end with his own eyes.He wandered around the wilderness for two days hungry, and had to go home foolishly with a kitchen knife, thus saving his life and passing away a fortune in his life.

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The few of them were sitting in a large ward of the hospital at this time, abandoning the idle and irrelevant people.The injured captain Xue only asked the doctors and nurses to simply stop the bleeding and bandage the wound, and leaned on the bedside to listen to Xiao Chen's confession.

The past events narrated by Chen Jin stopped abruptly at the climax. The first half was heart-wrenching, but the second half came to a straight-up unfinished end.

"Then what?" Captain Xue asked.

"Then it was gone, and I went home." Chen Jin's eyes were very frank.

Xue Qian: "What news did you hear after that?"

Chen Jin: "After that... Then the neighbors heard that he might have died outside and never came back, so he died."

This unfinished storyline was so unappetizing that it formed an unfilled pit in front of Captain Xue, which made him scratch his head, leaving behind faint traces, but every trace was mind-boggling.

The backpack that was scrambled for by several people like a sweet pastry, when opened, inside was a pile of quite old antiques, which were the relics of Chen Jin kept in the compartment of his mother's ashes in Fushan Cemetery.The preservation conditions of the relics are not good, and after picking and picking, they can distinguish so few things.

A few rayon women's dresses that now seem to be outdated in style, with a rustic taste and a musty smell, should be the clothes Chen Jiu bought for Cai Hongying before leaving.

A bunch of waybills signed by shoulder bearers.This kind of thing is very common in Rongzheng Street, and some people still use it now.Back then, porters charged a small deposit to transport goods from one place to another. Sometimes half the distance needed to be driven, and the other half was walked. It took two or three days to walk through the streets and alleys, and then charged the rest of the labor fee after transporting to the destination.On the waybill, there were many crooked and unremarkable signatures of Chen Jiu himself, and the names of the shippers were also scrawled, but they were not machine-typed but handwritten, which left a lot of ambiguity for people to recognize characters and shapes.

A few people gathered around a small table, trying to identify each character, but in the end they couldn't recognize a few complete names.

The traces of the years have made the paper fragile and yellow, and the handwriting fades away. Even Mr. Yan, who has a good eye, feels stretched and helpless.That is to say, Cai Hongying's mother and son have kept these rubbish as treasures all these years, and they are going to pass them on from generation to generation. This is also the Stockholm Syndrome manifested after long-term abuse!

In addition, there is a list of usury gambling debts owed by Chen Jiu, and the names of several creditors can be vaguely identified.

Xue Qian said solemnly: "Let's analyze a few important pieces of information one by one.

"That is to say, before Chen Jiu left home that night, he met at least two groups of people who had financial debt disputes with him. These two groups of people can be said to be creditors, and they are not happy with Chen Jiu. If the ass wants to take advantage of the night, the creditor will definitely chase after him, and both groups of people have clear motives for committing the crime.

"It's easy to find the bus of the boss surnamed Ling. If you follow the clues, you may be able to find the driver who drove the van back then, and see who was the last person who saw Chen Jiu.

"The place where I last saw Chen Jiu is also very subtle. This unintentional area at the junction of Sanjiangdi and three cities is really an excellent crime scene. Search everything that happened here 15 years ago. Anyone who can join the case will be picked up." Come out and join the case, the facts are almost the same!" Xue Qian imagined the dirt road and mountain road that Xiao Chen passed by on a three-wheeled jumper, followed the virtual route on the map to the suburbs, and finally circled a place on the map. Inferred original crime scene.

Captain Xue already knew it in his heart, following these clues, professional investigators would soon be able to fish out baskets of materials.He raised his head and glanced at Ling He with interest.

Ling He didn't dodge, and looked directly at Captain Xue's staring eyes.At this time, whenever there is a trace of timidity, it seems that I have a guilty conscience.

Xue Qian said lightly: "Boss surnamed Ling? The surname Ling is not so common. This Mr. Ling, don't tell me this is a coincidence, you just passed by the Fanjiang Railway Station today!"

"I didn't just pass by by chance. I'm here to assist Captain Xue to solve the case as soon as possible." Ling He answered confidently, facing Xue Qian's questioning eyes without comment, and said the rest with his eyes. I'm not afraid of you Xue Qian The captain followed these grass snake gray lines all the way to the end. I was afraid that you would not investigate, so you can go and investigate!

Xue Qian recorded Chen Jin's confession with a voice recorder, and listened to it twice again to ponder it carefully.

Xue Qian asked suddenly: "Xiao Chen, who is the 'right' you said? What 'right'?"

Chen Jin replied: "I don't know either, that's what my dad said at the time."

Xue Qian: "Is this the interjection that Chen Jiu used to speak? Or is it calling the other party's name?"

Chen Jin: "No, he doesn't use interjections... I was listening, that's the name of that person."

Xue Qian: "How old was that person at that time?"

Chen Jin: "I'm only in my twenties, I don't look old."

Xue Qian said to himself: "There is also a name called 'right right'? If it is a large ID card, it is easy to find the person back then. If this is a nickname that is shouted around on the street, it will be different after many years. Very easy to check."

Chen Jin speaks with a strong local accent, and this pronunciation is similar to the three-tone "啊".

Captain Xue sketched and scratched on the paper, unable to understand it. "Hate"? "Yep"?What is this?

Chen Jin finally expressed the nightmare that had been accumulated in her heart for many years. At this moment, it seemed that the burden was suddenly relieved, and her brows relaxed.If he had known that telling the truth was so easy and at ease, he would have confessed a long time ago, how stupid his previous stubbornness and low self-esteem were.

The quietest person in the ward was Yan Xiaodao.

Ling He listened to Captain Xue's questioning, but his eyes never left Yan Xiaodao.He has acutely noticed that since Chen Jin explained to a certain point in the story, Yan Xiaodao's complexion suddenly became dark and solemn, and he remained silent from beginning to end.

Ling He stared at Xiaodao vigorously.

Yan Xiaodao looked away, intentionally avoiding his stare.

For a moment, Ling He couldn't help but take a step in front of Captain Xue. He could easily and confidently say the name of that person, so that Captain Xue didn't have to send scouts out to dig for clues.

But he bit his lower lip and endured it, because he was concerned about Yan Xiaodao's dignity in front of Xue Qian, and Xiaodao's emotions on the spot, so let Captain Xue do it himself... Xue Qian will soon turn to the last page of the truth .

The dark dark tide of Wushan's clouds and rain pressed against Yan Xiaodao's face, and a torrent was faintly visible between the pupils, squeezed and roared in the narrow channel, and the turbulent waves crashed into the shore and broke into waves.Those waves shattered into dots, leaving complicated and mottled light in Yan Xiaodao's eyes...

When Ling He and Xiaodao left the ward, Captain Xue made several phone calls and arranged for his colleagues from the local task force to quickly track down a few clues for him. The truck and driver of the target boss surnamed Ling, as well as the situation of certain villages at the junction of the Sanjiang Land, need to be visited on the spot, and a large number of old people who know the news need to be checked.

Ling He remained calm in front of Captain Xue, neither admitting nor denying that he had anything to do with the case back then.

But Xue Qian still called him when he almost stepped out of the room: "Ling He, what's your father's name?"

Ling He turned around and replied, "Ling Huang."

It is not difficult to inquire about these household registration and personnel information. Xue Qian didn't bother to go around in the pile of old archives, so he simply asked, "Ling Huang was the boss of the company 15 years ago? What is his company's registered name?"

Ling He replied: "Hanchao Huashang Group."

Xue Qian repeated the name of the company casually, with shrewd eyes: "The place where Chen Jiu's bones were buried was a factory where a chemical explosion occurred. It happened that at about the same time that year, a strange explosion caught fire and burned people. The legal person and the person in charge bear the responsibility for negligent operation and poor management. If I remember correctly, this plant belonged to Hanchao Huashang Group at that time?"

Ling He showed admiration: "Captain Xue, you remember correctly."

Xue Qian was not out of breath, and asked urgently: "Chen Jiu's body was rediscovered at the beginning of this year, because there is such a company that bought this abandoned wasteland polluted by chemicals at a low price, intending to redevelop it, and then 'coincidentally' Dig up a pile of rotten bones and report the case to the police. If I still remember correctly, this company that has been registered for two years is called Hanhai Group.”

The corners of Ling He's mouth twitched slightly: "Captain Xue has a really good memory, I admire you."

Xue Qian felt that he understood everything, and nodded meaningfully: "Success, thanks."

There is no need to ask the rest of the nonsense, the police will soon be able to sort out the relevant personnel by category, and no one will escape.

Ling He said sincerely: "Captain Xue is injured and still working hard to handle the case. Be sure to take care of yourself. I'll wait for your good news on solving the case!"

Ling He and the others stayed in a nearby hotel that night, and this time there were plenty of rooms in the hotel, so there was no need for anyone to snatch the sofa to sleep.

However, Ling He and Yan Xiaodao were preoccupied with each other, as if they were still stuck in the details of Captain Xue's questioning in the ward just now, standing in the hotel lobby with wandering eyes, wondering what they were thinking about.

Assistant Mao glanced at the different expressions of the two masters, stepped forward and said to the front desk: "Come three rooms..."

"No, two." Ling He interrupted.

"Three rooms." This time, President Yan's tone was light.

"Only two rooms!" The menacing Mr. Ling squeezed two key cards from the hands of the front desk manager.

Ling He didn't explain, and without a word, he threw the key card of one of the rooms to Mao Zhixiu, and immediately turned around and raised Yan Xiaodao's arm.Like kidnapping, he strangled Yan Xiaodao's waist, quickly went upstairs to the room of the two of them, kicked the door shut with his heel, and specially locked two safety locks, so that outsiders would never be able to open the door.

Yan Xiaodao knew that Ling He was shrewd and observant, even if he could hide Xue Qian's face from Ling He, the quarrel tonight was inevitable and couldn't be avoided.

"Don't make trouble." Yan Xiaodao pushed the other party away with a sullen face, and straightened the collar of his clothes, thinking about how to deal with it tonight.

Ling He didn't give him a chance to build a defensive fortress all over his body, fully armed to the teeth.When Ling He was thrown away by him, he turned his palm to grab his arm again, and even used a karate lock technique and throwing technique, twisting his joints and throwing him onto the big bed!

Yan Xiaodao wouldn't be able to fight with a lame leg, because he didn't want to touch this person.But Ling He's reluctance made him a little annoyed, and he said in a low voice: "Xiao He, let's talk if we have something to say."

Yan Xiaodao has softened his heart and felt guilty at the rare and intimate "Xiaohe".

Ling He ignored his weakness at all, pushed him down on the bed and tried to press him directly.

"You...not big or small, endless?" Yan Xiaodao raised his strong left leg with a frown, arched Ling He's buttocks and suddenly pushed him away, trying to get away.Ling He's long arms and legs were entangled and he didn't suffer any disadvantages, so he exerted his strength again and performed a lock-arm capture technique, strangled his neck from behind and strangled him back to the bed!

The two of them moved a lot, their strength was fierce, their foreheads were slightly sweaty after a few strokes, their breathing became more and more intense, and if they continued to fight, they would be on fire!

Yan Xiaodao was still soft-hearted, let go of his arms resignedly, and lay on his back on the big bed: "Tell me, what do you want to do today?"

Ling He took advantage of the opportunity to ride on his waist, and pulled up the collar of his clothes: "Xiao Dao, that little scourge Chen Jin has confessed the truth, why don't you confess to Captain Xue?"

Yan Xiaodao: "What do I confess?"

"You still pretend to be in front of me?" Ling He's handsome face was covered with a red tide made up of anger, "Xiaodao, you are the real insider, you know the last time Chen Jiu appeared at the door of the house who came to remind him Who is the customer of the goods!"

Yan Xiaodao said: "I was not at the scene at the time, and I couldn't see the surveillance and photos. What can I know for sure?"

Ling He approached menacingly with a condescending posture, pressed Yan Xiaodao's collarbones on both sides and roared in a low voice: "Who is that person who is nicknamed 'Duo Dui' in the local dialect of Sanjiang? Why don't you just confess to Captain Xue?!"

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