Zhao Bing's son is called Zhao Dajun. He lives in a small county town under the jurisdiction of Yushan City. The town has been undergoing development and renovation in the past two years. If it was known later, the house would probably be bulldozed.

In the evening, Jiang Linhuai and Lu Xun arrived in the town.

Before he got out of the car, Lu Xun keenly noticed that there was something wrong with Jiang Linhuai's expression beside him.

"What's wrong?" Lu Xun turned to look at him sideways.

Jiang Linhuai shook his head, put on a scarf, opened the door and got out of the car.

The two of them pretended for a while. Jiang Linhuai was wearing a gray windbreaker with a plain cashmere sweater inside, revealing a section of Baicheng's neckline. He was very low-key, and his overall demeanor was like that of a college student.

Lu Xun was also wearing a windbreaker, but his was dark black, and the style was similar to that of Jiang Linhuai, but he lacked a scarf. Before going out, he specially asked a makeup artist to change his makeup. You shouldn't be recognized if you run into a fan of brains.

The residents in this block have almost moved out, and there are only a few nail-biting households left there, so that Lu Xun and Jiang Linhuai have someone to ask for directions.

"Zhao Dajun?" The man was wrapped in a whitishly washed down jacket, and he looked at the two of them suspiciously, "Why are you looking for him? He has been dead for more than ten years. Don't you think that the demolition can be done now?" Did you come here to get the money?"

Before Jiang Linhuai could speak, Lu Xun looked at the man sharply: "We are the police, comrades, please cooperate."

When the man heard that it was a policeman, he had no doubts about him. He shrank his neck and pointed at the other end: "Turn right ahead, the penultimate house is his house."

After turning the corner, Jiang Linhuai took a look around, a little dazed, since he got off the car, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But he couldn't remember exactly when he came here. The two of them continued to walk forward and stopped in front of a house with half a couplet posted on the door.

Lu Xun went up and knocked on the door, and waited for a long time before a man in sloppy clothes opened the door, staring at Lu Xun with slit eyes: "Who are you looking for!"

"I'm looking for you, are you Zhao Lin?" Lu Xun asked, "Zhao Bing asked me to come."

"What, isn't my brother in prison? You're out of your mind! Fuck off, I don't have time to talk to you!" Zhao Lin's expression changed, and he took a step back, trying to close the door.

Lu Xun smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and opened the door easily: "Mr. Zhao Lin, I'm just here to get something, don't get me wrong."

Zhao Lin opened his eyes wide, and the other party pushed the door open while talking, Zhao Lin quickly picked up the broom beside the door, and swept towards Lu Xun: "Fuck you, you are breaking into a private house, I called the police !"

Lu Xun frowned slightly at the weird and disgusting broom. He had no choice but to use acupoints to fix Zhao Lin in place.

Zhao Lin was terrified, and found that he couldn't move. He stared at Lu Xun and said in a trembling voice, "Who the hell are you and what do you want! Don't kill me, brother, I'll give you whatever money you want."

"Where is Zhao Dajun's room?"

"Da, Da Jun?" Zhao Lin was almost frightened, "He, hasn't he been dead, dead for more than ten years?"

"Where are his things, are they still there?" Lu Xun asked with a frown.

"It used to be in the old lady's room, but the old lady moved to a nursing home in the county a few years ago, and I piled up all her things on the attic on the roof." Zhao Lin stammered as he replied, thankful that the first few days were okay. Before the old woman died at the age of [-], she forced him not to throw away those things, otherwise he would have sold them to the junk collectors.

Zhao Lin led the way with trembling legs, Jiang Linhuai followed Lu Xun, and when he walked to the window of the attic, his face suddenly changed. In his memory, he was locked in a room with only one window, through which he could see half of the A pendulum hanging on the top of the church, this is the place!Because the appearance of the street has changed somewhat after more than ten years, but the pendulum of the church is still there.

He just heard that Zhao Lin's voice was familiar because Zhao Lin gave him meals for several days. At that time, he was fed sleeping pills, and he was only awake when he was eating, so he couldn't even remember Zhao Lin's appearance. Later, Zhao Dajun moved him to the basement of an abandoned factory, but for some reason Zhao Lin didn't follow him.

It can be confirmed that Zhao Lin was also involved in the kidnapping, but judging by his current state of confusion, it doesn't look like he knows the person behind the scenes, otherwise he could directly use this to blackmail the mastermind.

Taking advantage of Jiang Linhuai's empty crotch, Lu Xun has already dug out a box with a lock, because the lock has rusted over the years.

Zhao Lin desperately wanted to find the key for him, but Lu Xun turned the box over, and with a snap, the wooden interlayer at the back broke.

Zhao Lin: "..." Hero, spare your life!

But there is nothing in it except some scripture candles copied by the old lady.

Jiang Linhuai walked over and stopped Zhao Lin suddenly. Zhao Lin yelled inexplicably, "Oh, you two bosses, everything is here, and I don't know what you are looking for! How about you tell me about that thing?" What does it look like?"

Seeing that Jiang Linhuai was struggling with one hand, Lu Xun stood up and gave Zhao Lin acupoints. He wanted to hug him but found himself covered in dust, so he turned his body and asked, "What did you find?"

"I remember this." Jiang Linhuai stared at Zhao Lin's face, "I also... remember his voice."

Zhao Lin's face changed slightly when he heard this, his slit-like eyes secretly looked at Jiang Linhuai, but he shouted: "Boss, this is the first time I see you, how do you know me?"

"You know me." Jiang Linhuai's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was low, "My name is Jiang."

There was a strange flash in Zhao Lin's eyes, but his expression didn't change at all, he said, "I really don't know you."

……

In 10 minutes, Zhao Lin's face was distorted, and he fell to the ground struggling. For the first time in his life, he regretted his cheap mouth. He used some dirty tricks, and saw the opponent's fingers move slightly, and he suddenly felt as if a needle had been pricked on his waist, and then the opponent tapped him a few times, and his whole body seemed to roll on the ground full of needles , there is no place that does not hurt!

The most frightening thing was that he couldn't even hum, as if he had been hit on the Ya point, no, he was hit on the Ya point!

Jiang Linhuai frowned slightly, and glanced at Lu Xun. Lu Xun flipped through the stack of books without changing his expression, without even looking at Zhao Lin.

"Have you thought about what to say?" Jiang Linhuai couldn't help asking.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Zhao Lin nodded desperately while rolling.

……

An hour later, Lu Xun and Jiang Linhuai were sitting in the car, Lu Xun reached out and pressed Jiang Linhuai's shoulder, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Linhuai lowered his eyelids, remained silent, and said for a long time: "This time it's useless again."

Lu Xun curled his lips into a smile: "Not necessarily."

"I just recorded a confession video for him, telling him that if he listens to me, he will be benefited, but if he dares to escape, heh..."

"You want to use Zhao Lin? But he doesn't know who is behind the scenes." Jiang Linhuai was startled.

Back then, Zhao Lin was indeed involved in the kidnapping case. Zhao Dajun originally wanted to hide Jiang Linhuai in the attic, but was discovered by Zhao Lin who happened to come to the door for dinner. They also want to join the group, and the ransom will be half of each person, and Zhao Dajun has a bad relationship with this second uncle because of the house allocation in the early years, not to mention that Zhao Lin is not a tight-lipped person, and he doesn't want to pull him into the group at all, but in desperation, he agreed. Half of the ransom was given to him.

Later, Zhao Dajun thought of a plan, saying that the police positioning system is very good now, and he might be found out if he made a phone call before. past.

Zhao Lin felt that what his nephew said was very reasonable, so he asked Zhao Dajun to remove the person, and went to the next urban area to contact the Jiang family by himself, but before he contacted him for the second time, his nephew could not contact him. When it arrived, the more Zhao Lin thought about it, the more he felt that Zhao Dajun must have taken the ransom and ran away. He went to the factory by car the next day, but when he was still on the way, he was frightened by a few police cars whistling by, so he ran away. back home.

It wasn't until the next day that Zhao Lin knew that Zhao Dajun was dead. When he went to the police station to record his statement, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to ask how Zhao Dajun died.

Zhao Lin never expected that the kid would come to his door and still remember his voice!

Lu Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Lead the snake out of the hole."

Jiang Linhuai thought for a moment, and vaguely guessed what Lu Xun wanted to do. He looked at Lu Xun, and the corners of his mouth moved. In fact, he didn't want to involve Lu Xun in this matter, and he didn't want Lu Xun to see these people hiding in the dark. Dirty things.

Lu Xun could tell at a glance what Jiang Linhuai was thinking at the moment, he leaned over and kissed Jiang Linhuai, and said in a low voice, "I can handle some knives better than you."

Lu Xun started the car, but there was one more sentence that he didn't say.

I am willing to do anything for you.

Jiang Linhuai, I will return this sentence to you.

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