Bandit Shi Xianyu

Tu Ziyun walked around three streets before losing track of the man riding a motorcycle in front of him. He turned around an intersection, looked at the empty street, and cursed secretly. Now that he was thinking with his feet, he knew it was a trick to turn the tiger away from the mountain. That The man is indeed experienced. He kept a close distance while following him all the way, and deliberately involved him. It seems that he is not an ordinary person.

He got out of the car, took a flashlight, and walked around the mountains on both sides unwillingly, without even a shadow.Since it was brought here, he must be more familiar with the dark mountain for men. Tu Ziyun was not sure, so he could only rush back, hoping that there could be some clues in the house.

This remote road is mostly a trail. When I was chasing before, Tu Ziyun was secretly glad that the person chose a road with few people so that he could concentrate on chasing him. Now it was only when he turned left and right with the navigation that there were problems. However, how well prepared is that person.

Although it took a lot of time, Tu Ziyun finally rushed back to the Bai family's house. To his surprise, the police had already gathered here and cordoned off the house. Several policemen were searching inside.

Tu Ziyun walked over quickly and showed his police officer ID. The man shook hands with him. He was in charge of the police force in District [-] and told Tu Ziyun that there was a gunshot here.

Tu Ziyun looked at the dark house, only a corner of the first floor was shining, and remembered that he went in in the dark before, and there seemed to be a fireplace in that direction.

"I can go in and have a look."

The police officer nodded: "Yes, you put on the shoe covers."

Tu Ziyun walked into this messy house. There was indeed a fire burning in the light, there were broken wine bottles, torn cloth, and broken clubs. The police divided the areas and searched.

He walked in the opposite direction—the direction of the dark basement. If he remembered correctly, the place where he was interrupted before was when he was leading to the basement.

A small lamp was already hung there, and two police officers were busy. The one outside raised his head, and Tu Ziyun greeted him: "Tu Ziyun, a policeman in District Z."

"Oh, it turns out that there are eight parts. I've heard of you."

Tu Ziyun smiled, leaned over, and looked at his notebook: "Did you find anything?"

The policeman shook his head: "I have already contacted Mr. Bai, but Mr. Baishi himself is not in the city tonight, and he said that he will come back as soon as possible to cooperate with our investigation."

Tu Ziyun smiled again: "What about the scene?"

"It is preliminarily judged that there was a struggle at the fireplace, and a small amount of blood samples have been taken, but the results have not yet come out." Out of respect, the young policeman answered all the questions.

"Blood?" Tu Ziyun froze for a moment.

The policeman pointed to the sofa: "It was extracted there. We suspect that there was a large amount of blood and there were traces of erasure. This small amount of blood was extracted from the back of the sofa."

Tu Ziyun nodded, thanked him, and went down to the basement to have a look.

His gains are very limited.

Tu Ziyun's suspicion was that after he left and the people in the house left, someone had come to clean up the scene, which he discovered when he looked at the footprints in the basement.The marked footprints are shallow and few, and have no tracks. Tu Ziyun thinks that they were left on purpose for the purpose of making people live on weekdays, and they have been processed.

He didn't find any useful clues in the house. After being dealt with by others, and a professional police team took over, he didn't play a big role. He stood at the door and smoked one by one, frowning tightly. , Watching the police finish the preliminary treatment and prepare to call it a day.

The person in charge specially came to say hello to him, and asked with concern what happened. Tu Ziyun smiled and didn't answer. The person in charge agreed if he could let me know when the blood results came out.

Until the police left and the neighbors returned to their nests, Tu Ziyun stood still outside the gate, staring at the tall roof, with his hands shaking his head slightly, because this thing finally came true, he thought in fear.

Pei Cangyu disappeared.

It was early in the morning when Tu Ziyun came home, and the morning bugs downstairs began to chirp. The night was extremely thick, and Tu Ziyun's complexion was extremely bad, and he looked like he was about to vomit at any time.

He sat on the bed in a daze, covering his head, he knew that it must be Baishi, it couldn't be Baishi.The child he personally sent over is gone now, the child has no family, and no one will come to hold him accountable, but this made Tu Ziyun feel cold all over, he stood up and sat down, he walked around anxiously .

It's Shiraishi.He didn't believe that Baishi left the city tonight, otherwise there would be no need to remove the blood and other traces, and he could have avoided robbery. It must be someone who couldn't be clearly identified, and Tu Ziyun directly told him that it was Baishi.

Such an efficient crime, from attracting people, to leaving the scene, to cleaning up the scene, there are people, arrangements, and division of labor in every step. It is a dangerous organization. Such a dangerous organization has not attracted attention. Behind this bright lintel, it is like the dark fire group hiding under the Bai family back then.

Tu Ziyun tried to make a few calls to Pei Cangyu, but they all stopped when no one answered, which means that the phone is no longer with the person, or the owner has...

Tu Ziyun rubbed his face again, he clenched his fists and couldn't even lie down.

who?Baishi couldn't move at all, Ding Chuan was obsessed with pretending to be stupid, Fei Qisheng wouldn't make peace with Ding Chuan, Fei Zuohua hadn't grown up yet, so he couldn't be of much use...

Tu Ziyun held his mobile phone and pressed his head, and he started to have a headache again.

He got up to get some water, took some anti-anxiety medication, and calmed down the roaring voice in his head.

The bachelor's house, due to the neglect of its owner, was dusty, stale, and uninhabited.

Tu Ziyun couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up, regardless of the time being four o'clock in the morning, and drove to climb the 27th floor.

The police guard at the gate saw him coming, nodded to him without saying anything, and invited him in. He can enter the criminal's door at any time, which is the right of the police to deal with vicious criminals such as Ding Chuan.

Ding Chuan was sleeping, and Tu Ziyun walked in a few steps and lifted his quilt. In his dream, Ding Chuan frowned tightly, thinking something in his mouth, and woke up suddenly as soon as the quilt left him. people.Those eyes that opened suddenly, filled with surging sadness and anger, made Tu Ziyun startled.

Then Ding Chuan saw the person coming, his face calmed down, he turned around and turned on the table lamp, and sat up propped up. Tu Ziyun looked at him coldly, not wanting to help.

Ding Chuan sat up, put on his peaceful face, like a big brother who has completely realized the golden basin and washed his hands, and looked at Tu Ziyun tolerantly: "What happened?"

"Why didn't Baishi let Pei Cangyu go?"

Ding Chuan sighed: "It's Baishi again... Don't you see anyone else?"

Tu Ziyun pretended not to hear, and asked his own question again. "Why?"

Ding Chuan looked at him, and answered irrelevant questions again, with a disappointed look on his face: "You said you asked Fei Qisheng to visit me last time, but he hasn't come yet."

Tu Ziyun clenched his fists: "He is very busy."

"It's not my business?"

Tu Ziyun licked his lips: "The day after tomorrow, I will let him come the day after tomorrow."

Ding Chuan finally seemed to relax a little, and raised his eyes to look at Tu Ziyun: "Why are you so inhuman? Why, Pei Cangyu—is that his name—is there something wrong?"

Tu Ziyun did not answer.

"Did you make him disappear?"

Tu Ziyun did not move.

"That's terrible, Shiraishi is very dangerous."

Tu Ziyun's eyes lit up, and Ding Chuan was finally willing to speak.

"Tell me about Baishi." He took a step forward, almost grabbing Ding Chuan's collar, but he gave up because his body was too thin.

"Even if I tell you that you have no evidence, so what?" Ding Chuan smiled, "Trust me, a criminal?"

Tu Ziyun pulled a chair and sat down, looking at him firmly: "Tell me, I'll find the evidence."

Ding Chuan looked out of the window and let out a long sigh. It was a dying person's exhalation, with an extremely sad tone, but Tu Ziyun didn't hear it at that time.

He turned his head.

"Baishi followed me when he was 15..."

***

Fei Zuohua was startled when he saw his master, and moved in like a dehydrated hanged ghost, his eyes were dark, his clothes were not changed, his hair was messy, and he drank water as soon as he entered the door.

Fei Zuohua raised his hand and looked at his watch: "What's wrong with you? Didn't sleep last night?"

Tu Ziyun shook his head. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, so he coughed again: "No, I have something to tell you."

"What?" Fei Zuohua opened his breakfast and sat down to eat.

"Ding Chuan recruited, about Baishi."

Fei Zuohua stopped Pallini's hand in place, he raised his eyes in shock, and couldn't even organize his words: "Bai...is he...really? Baishi? What identity?"

Tu Ziyun turned his head and looked at the watch on the wall, pointing to 08:30, he waved his hand: "I'll tell you now, you tell me as you walk, I'm going to find someone now."

Fei Zuohua stopped eating and stood up: "Who are you looking for? I'll go with you."

"Skinny man. I remembered what the text message meant." Tu Ziyun looked at Fei Zuohua and shook his head again, "Don't go with me, go find your dad and tell him what I told you, he knows What should we do. The matter between us and Ding Chuan must be settled."

Fei Zuohua stood up and followed his teacher out. Tu Ziyun told Fei Zuohua what Ding Chuan told him on the way to the parking lot.

It turned out that his junior high school classmate transferred to another school because he left home to follow Ding Chuan and help Ding Chuan organize the decadent dark fire group.Five years ago, the Bai family started internal strife. The reason for the internal strife was Yan Baihua’s sudden disappearance. According to Ding Chuan, Yan Baihua was kidnapped by Baishi. He secretly removed his mother’s womb and placed her in a nursing home in Portugal. .The infighting exhausted the Bai family's strength, Bai Yilong had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and the Bai family immediately fell into a family dispute. Bai Shi returned to the Bai family and joined hands with Ding Chuan to rob the Bai family's property.

After hearing this, Fei Zuohua stood still and looked at Tu Ziyun: "Do you believe it?"

Tu Ziyun didn't answer him, but just patted him on the shoulder: "Do what needs to be done first, this is a direction, don't forget, your friend is still in Baishi's hands."

Fei Zuohua frowned and nodded. The direction of the development of the matter was as Tu Ziyun expected. Baishi was indeed not clean. Now their remaining task was to find Pei Cangyu, whose identity was different from Ding Chuan. Everything can be used as favorable evidence against Shiraishi.

They split into two ways, one went home to meet his father, and the other went straight to the convenience store.

Tu Ziyun found the number of the "thin man" in the convenience store, but he couldn't get through. Finally, he thought of Feifei, the owner of the convenience store, but he could contact her. Feifei told him an address, which was in the suburbs, and said that the thin man was often there. Gamble, maybe find him.

Tu Ziyun immediately set off to find the bar that played cards.

When he arrived at one o'clock in the afternoon, he bought an egg pancake on the side of the road to satisfy his hunger, and walked through the dilapidated street, checking door by door.

The streets here are short and narrow, and the businesses are crammed together crookedly. The door plaques are hung on the head, and normal people will bump their heads when they enter.There are shops for fortune-telling, naming, and athlete's foot treatment everywhere. Tattoo shops are next to selling Taoist symbols. Next to small shops are stereo shops with loud sounds, sometimes yelling from someone.The monotonous fluorescent standing sign that was only lit at night, but now during the day, it just sits slumped by the door, with a somewhat dusty look, old and decadent.In the street, there is a smell of scallion pancakes and steamed buns, as well as the smell of herbs for beriberi. They squeeze in regardless of you and me. Along with the water splashed by the merchants, there are scallions and oil droplets, leisurely sticking to the wall. On the surface, it flows down like a line, and occasionally forks are inserted into the gaps in the brick floor. People who walk should be careful to detour.

While biting the omelette, Tu Ziyun stared at the door of each house. Although there were strange signs hanging up and doing miscellaneous businesses, he couldn't see through it at a glance.After walking a few streets like this, some old men sitting on small stools and holding small teapots at the door glanced at him, but Tu Ziyun didn't care about it.

When he turned into the third street, he saw a hardware store with a half-hung rolling door. A yellow-haired boy came out of it, stuffed something into his pocket, and walked away whistling.

Tu Ziyun finished biting the omelette in his hand, threw the plastic bag into the trash can, and walked towards the hardware store.

There was no need for him to go in. A slender man came out like an eel, swearing while tossing his hat. Tu Ziyun followed behind him and called out, "Zhao Like."

The thin man turned his head: "Who the hell..."

Tu Ziyun stepped forward and slammed the skinny man against the wall: "Where's Pei Cangyu?"

The skinny man was scared to death: "He...he was at the house of that man surnamed Bai...he told me to go to the police, but I didn't go, I really didn't go, I didn't know anything!...I really didn't go... ..."

The thin man fell tremblingly, but Tu Ziyun pulled him up: "Explain clearly to me."

Tu Ziyun knew in his heart that a gangster was better than a policeman if he wanted someone like the skinny man to talk.