slip through the net [criminal investigation]

, That wheelchair is more than 3000, is it human, why don’t you buy it? "

Ying Cheng twisted his waist and shook his hips, then asked: "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"My poor voice."

Amidst the laughter in the ward, Ye Qingzhou took out a small tomato from the fruit basket and smashed it precisely in the face.

Chen Qiang smiled back, and moved his hands and feet again: "Don't say, I can't control my hands and feet right now, and I can't stand stably. Maybe I really need a wheelchair."

"what did the doctor say?"

"Rehabilitation is less than half a year. Now I am playing hide-and-seek with my body, which is quite interesting." He looked up as he spoke, "By the way, who is this?"

Ying Cheng looked at him and then at Jiang Huan, and asked blankly, "This is Jiang Huan, don't you remember? Before you passed out, you gestured for us to protect him."

He shook his head: "I don't remember, I still don't have a clear mind now, and I don't remember what happened a few days ago. I even told you about your arrest of Zheng Yuanfeng when you, Deputy Huang, told me when you came, doctor. It is said that this is a temporary amnesia after brain trauma, and I will slowly remember it after a while."

Ying Cheng choked, and could only say "That's good" stiffly.

"By the way, it's almost time for dinner. It is said that the hospital cafeteria is quite delicious. Qing Zhou, take your three hundred to treat your teacher's wife and Ying Cheng to dinner."

Ying Cheng began to gloat again: "If brother treats guests, it won't be worth three thousand. Teacher Song, leave quickly, and we will kill him hard."

Ye Qingzhou followed him out, kicked him on the back, and cursed: "You son of a bitch, give me ten yuan a piece of fast food."

Jiang still smiled and wanted to go together, but Chen Qiang stopped him in time: "Jiang still? Come, get me an apple."

He had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​going together. Seeing that there was no one left in the ward, he stayed honestly to take care of the patients, but he heard him say, "Jiang Huan..."

For some reason, his heartbeat suddenly stagnated, and then he became tense for no reason.

Chen Qiang let out a long sigh: "I know you want to protect Ah Cheng, but you also have to protect yourself. Go to Huang Zhiyuan if you have something to do, and don't carry things that you shouldn't carry."

He trembled, his eyes widened: "You...you remember everything..."

"I even remember the case from decades ago."

He was startled in horror, but he continued to say: "My child... this is the right way, and this is the only way you can go better. You have enough sins on your body, don't add another one."

He shook his head, and after a moment of silence, he just said, "Thank you."

Chen Qiang lay back, stopped talking, and started to dangle his feet again when he got tired of playing with his hands. The pure white ward was quiet and quiet, only Jiang returned to the torrential waves in his heart, which was hard to calm down for a long time.

After a while, Song Qing packed a boxed lunch to return for Jiang, and asked him to eat. He went out and looked back at the happy old couple without disturbing him.

Walking out of the ward, he looked up and noticed a spider web in the corner of the ceiling. He lost his mind for a moment, and saw a fly rampage, fearless, and then it crashed into the spider web, and was quickly preyed upon by the spider. in a moment.

——He knew that he had been stuck in the spider's web, and he knew what the spider was planning, but...

He would never let Ying Cheng fall into the net so easily.

Volume Three: Heaven Knows God

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43. Memory

After the rainstorm, the temperature still didn't drop. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month later, the arrest warrant set off a brief upsurge of discussion on the Internet and then disappeared. Everyone in the bureau knew it well——

Whether it's the two kidnappers, or the murderer who injured Xu Fan and Chen Ju, I'm afraid they will never be caught.

Lu Weiwei stayed for less than a week, and just after she was discharged from the hospital, she clamored to go back to work, but Xie Lin stopped her back with the ten thousand word review. Unexpectedly, two days later, this girl actually handed in a copy of her words. Sincerely, word by word, a self-criticism was written with the magnificent spirit of "I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood". Looking at it again, good guy, it was written by Qin Yile.Xie Lin put down his self-criticism and grabbed a 40-meter broadsword to arrest Qin Yile.

Gu Yuzhe picked it up for several days, his head was almost bald, and he finally picked up the IP of the seller who sold the remote POS machine. However, the building had already been emptied, and the mysterious seller disappeared more completely this time. without a trace.

He turned to help Cheng investigate his "private affairs", but the "X" account was just an unbound account, and you can buy a lot for three yuan online, and the mobile phone email address is not bound, and even real-name authentication is not available. If you haven't been authenticated, you can't find anything useful at all. Although the monitoring is suspended, you can catch the IP as long as you go online, but the account has long been abandoned.

Ying Cheng had expected it a long time ago, so Qing Piao Piao made a phone call to the department above, and the next day, a notice was issued to rectify these transactions without binding numbers.

Chen Qiang took off the bandages, his face was full of dimples, like patches randomly stitched together, mottled and blackened, he looked like a ghost from a distance, although Song Qing didn't mind it, but his mood still plummeted to the bottom of the sea.

After seeing several plastic surgeons, they all said that more than one operation would be required, and it would take at least three to five years before I could barely see people.

In fact, he doesn't care much about whether he is beautiful or ugly, but he must have a personality after all, right?Now this face, even he himself can't stand it.

However, he will retire in a few years. The bureau decided to transfer him to a logistics position first. In fact, it is just a name, but it is just a few years to wait for retirement.

Then Huang Zhiyuan was promoted, and the secretary Song Zhimin was promoted to deputy director.Song Zhimin mainly writes articles to grasp the party and government, and is not very familiar with the actual front-line work, so the two of them divide and cooperate, and they are quite harmonious.

The dust of the case has been settled, the personnel affairs have been exhausted, and only the destiny is obeyed.Everything seems to be on a more stable track day after day, but...

I don't know why, but there is an inexplicable tension that has been lingering over the Lancheng City Public Security Bureau, lingering.

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Today when Chen Qiang was discharged from the hospital, Ying Cheng went to visit and told Jiang to stay at home. Seeing that the sun was shining outside, he washed all the clothes he had saved up a few days ago.

Thinking that Ying Cheng would not be able to come back for a while, he casually took one of his white shirts to wear.

In fact, he still prefers white.

He was drying clothes on the balcony, and the breeze brought the gentle breath of the sun. When he lowered his head, the children downstairs were playing. Everything was so comfortable and stable.

But the handle of the door turned suddenly, and there was a sudden "click" in the cold living room—someone came in!

The man put the things in his hand on the kitchen counter, turned around and scanned the whole house. It was clean and bright, neat and orderly, not bad, not bad.If the house is not infested with fleas, it should be considered clean.

She was very satisfied, and with her hands on her hips, she yelled, "A Cheng! Where are you! Didn't you say you're going to rest today? The house is so clean, did you secretly raise a girlfriend?"

Jiang was also taken aback by the voice, trembling all over, and slowly turned around, only to see that the visitor had curled hair and was wearing a royal blue slim dress, showing a kind of time-lapse style against her age. Precipitated elegant temperament - is Yingcheng's mother Su Yuelan.

She was holding a thermos cup in her hand and was about to drink water, but when she turned around and saw Jiang Huan, the cup fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

She froze for a moment, and a figure buried deep in her heart suddenly came alive, and she frowned tightly when she thought of it suddenly, her heart ached, she couldn't cry, and she only said "you" for a long time.

Jiang also thought of many past events, and desperately resisted the urge to hug, and also held back the sore tip of his nose, just lowered his hands, and nodded calmly: "It's me."

She didn't even remember to pick up the cup, sobbing and unable to speak, the hot tears rolled down so suddenly, making her cheeks hot, and she couldn't stop, those memories turned into light spots in her eyes, she could only run She stepped forward and beat him hard on the shoulder, making his tall and straight body like a pine pine crooked: "How can you do this, how can you do this! You are disobedient! What can't you say? What are you... you Are you disobedient! You ask for a beating!"

Jiang didn't dodge, and let her beat and scold him, but after hitting him twice, Su Yuelan hugged him again, crying hoarsely: "Let's go home, no matter what happens, let's go home first, okay? good?"

He was still calm, as if he had no emotion, his legs were nailed in place, and he kept shaking his head: "I can't go back, I want to stay here."

She suddenly realized something, raised her head and widened her eyes: "Ah Cheng doesn't know?"

He shook his head again: "Don't let him know."

"You...how did you become like this?"

He didn't answer, but just changed the topic: "Lancheng is dangerous, Ah Chen is too deep in the game to leave now, but with me here, I will protect him. Let's go, Aunt Su, don't come to Lancheng, come one more, I really can't hold back."

When Su Yuelan heard him say "Aunt Su", her memories surged, and she suddenly couldn't stop crying. She remembered the two children fighting, remembered the little boy who followed the other child from a young age, being obedient and quiet, and remembered the young The mature child's brows and eyes are vicissitudes but gentle everywhere, and he also thinks of the heart-piercing back then... She thinks too much.

This is also... the child she once spoiled like her own son.

"How much hardship have you endured, what happened back then, is there anything behind you, tell me...tell Aunt Su! You, Uncle Ying, decide for you, don't carry it alone, go home , child, go home..."

But he suddenly laughed: "I chose the road myself, for