misplaced survival

"Casino?" Song Zhou murmured.

Lin Yue immediately asked: "Do you still remember what they talked about?"

"It's been so long, I don't remember it." Zhou Chengcheng was a little impatient. Did the police go crazy with the investigation? How could an ordinary person remember things more than ten years ago so clearly.

"Please try to recall again, what else did you see that night?" Lin Yue still refused to give up.

The fact that the murderer took the time and effort to bury the body at the risk of discovery suggests that there is likely to be some connection between the murderer and the deceased.

But they searched all the way from the victim's family and school to here, and finally found some clues related to the murderer. This was the closest they were to the murderer.

Zhou Chengcheng rolled his eyes angrily, and said viciously: "It's been so long, and people die when they die, which means that Jiang Xiyan is destined to be like this. On the contrary, you policemen spent so much money What a waste of police force on a man who has been dead for ten years!"

Jiang Xiyan only knows how to study every day, but he has a good face towards the teachers and those good students, but he doesn't even look at them poor students, who do you look down on?

Isn't he, Jiang Xiyan, good at taking exams?His grades in elementary school and junior high school were good before, but he didn't like studying in high school. If he stared at books all day long, his grades would definitely not be bad!

It's just that he feels that there is no need to only study as a way out to become a champion in 360 lines.

What's so great about Jiang Xiyan!

Thinking that since his grades are not as good as Jiang Xiyan's, he must have something better than Jiang Xiyan's, so he said that he is a rich second generation and his family has plenty of money.

He is so kind to Jiang Xingyue, he brings breakfast and snacks every day, and asks about his health.He admitted that he didn't have much money, but he also worked hard to make money, and gave Jiang Xingyue gifts every festival.

As for Jiang Xingyue, she only had Jiang Xiyan in her eyes.

Now it seems that his choice was right.

Jiang Xiyan studies so well, is it useful?Not dead yet!

What happened to Zhang Wei when he got his doctorate?Don't you still rely on family support now?

Although his grades were not good in the past, he now has a serious job with a monthly salary of [-] yuan, with five insurances and one housing fund.Jiang Xingyue once looked down on him, and he believed that he would find a better woman than her in a short time.

Song Zhou, who had been silent all this time, looked up at him. The usually good-tempered man changed his attitude and said in a cold voice, "Waste? If searching for the truth is also called wasting police force, what does it mean not to waste? Because a person left for ten years, he Don't you deserve to have the truth? Mr. Zhou, although the deceased has left, he still affects some people today, how about you?"

With the help of Jiang Xiyan, Yang Zhao, who used to complain about himself, got back on track, and now he is a doctor in the emergency room who saves lives and saves the world.

Some people are still warm even after passing away, while some people are still alive, cold from the inside to the outside.

"You!" Zhou Chengcheng was at a loss for words. Even though he was unwilling to accept it, the policeman in front of him did mean what he said.

At the reunion of high school classmates a year ago, he actually found out through other people's circle of friends.

Song Zhou looked at Zhou Chengcheng, squinted his eyes coldly, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the casino you mentioned just now?"

Under his gaze, Zhou Chengcheng shrank his neck in fear, and dared not speak out for a long time.

Since Zhou Chengcheng could not provide an alibi, and he did have a motive for the murder, the police temporarily detained him for 48 hours.

On the way back to the police station, Lin Yue glanced at Song Zhou from time to time. The captain had never lost his temper with them since he came to their team, and he was always polite. This was the first time he saw the captain's cold face.

Song Zhou was silent all the way, thinking about what Zhou Chengcheng said just now.

"Just pass the construction site at my house, and then go west for one kilometer, on the second basement floor of a hotel."

"I only found out about that place through someone's introduction. The introducer said that the money was very fast at that place. After I went there, I did nothing else but sneaked behind the opponent's house, memorized the opponent's cards, and then quietly told the buyer Home. But those gamblers are very smart, they found me, I was beaten several times, and I didn’t dare to go again.”

"Later, I heard that the place closed down four or five years ago after a fatal incident. I was short of money a while ago, so I went over to take a look, and there was indeed nothing left."

The hotel one kilometer west of Jiexin Park, Song Zhou remembered, was a hotel under the Yaoming Group.

He remembered the murder case in the hotel. This case was in charge of Team Huang, the former captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade in Jiangxin District, so the files were all in the file room of the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

If he remembered correctly, the dossier clearly stated that what the police saw after entering the hotel was not a casino, but a restaurant.

The provincial department has long noticed that the group is involved in gray industries, but the people in charge of the group have died one after another, and those gray sectors have also disappeared one after another.

The provincial department has secretly investigated him. After he returned from studying abroad eight years ago, the Yaoming Group has been in trouble. This mysterious person is also the object of investigation by Song Zhou.

Song Zhou never expected that the investigation into the death of a student would lead to the Yaoming Group, which shows the influence of this consortium ten years ago.

"The captain stared at the map of the old city as soon as he came back. Have you found any new clues?" Gao Mang glanced into the captain's office and asked Vice-Captain Lin next to him.

Lin Yue sighed, "If the clues are found, the captain will not stay in the office."

They didn't know the identity of the murderer, so they could only follow the dead to find out. They finally got to the edge, but Zhou Chengcheng couldn't remember anything, and the clue was still broken.

They can only hope that the person in charge of the construction site can rely on him to contact other workers.

Song Zhou looked at the map in front of him, picked up the information on the deceased, and after wandering his eyes, looked at the file of the playground burial case on the corner of the table.

In the two cases, there was no direct relationship between the two deceased, but the time of the incidents was very similar. One was discovered more than two months after the incident, while the other was discovered ten years later.

The murderers in both cases buried the dead, so there is a very high chance that the same person committed the crime.

The murderer's motive for committing the crime is still unknown, but the playground burial case may be a breakthrough.

"The murderer who killed Gao Zhiqiang is still in the detention center. We have to find time to go and have a look." Song Zhou said, looking at the time, it was completely dark outside.

After several days of flood rescue, the case of hiding corpses in cement happened immediately after, and they ran around for two days without knowing it.

A heavy rain receded, and the moon in the sky was as bright as jade, as if nothing had happened before.Song Zhou suddenly felt his eyes sour. The moon was so far away, but it was so bright that it was dazzling.

He looked away and looked at the information on the deceased on the table. He felt dizzy, his vision continued to blur, and he heard the cry for help again.

"Who can come and save me?"

"Who is it?" Song Zhou was tired and confused. He vaguely heard the landline on the table ringing. He struggled to open his eyes and answered the phone, "Hello?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to ask the other party what's the matter, when he heard a harsh noise from the microphone, which immediately drove away most of his drowsiness.

The noise stopped abruptly, only a slightly immature male voice came from the microphone: "Hello, policeman, I am a student of Jiangxin No. [-] Middle School, my name is Jiang Xiyan, and I am being hunted down."

"Huh?" Song Zhou thought for a while that he hadn't woken up.

Before Song Zhou could finish speaking, the other party continued eagerly: "Uncle policeman, there was a murder case in Jiangxin No. [-] Middle School just now, and someone was buried in the lawn next to the playground. If you can, please go and have a look as soon as possible."

"Wait a minute. Your name is Jiang Xiyan?" Song Zhou sighed.

He has long said that the information of the case should not be synchronized with the public so early, it is very likely that there will be imitators, or deliberately provoke troubles.

But the strange thing is that he has never said anything about the relationship between the case of burying the corpse in the playground and the case of hiding the corpse in cement, and he just mentioned it to Lin Yue before. How did this person know?

Song Zhou thought for a while and asked tentatively, "How do you know there is a murder case in No. [-] Middle School?"

Jiang Xiyan looked at the crumbling door, suppressing his fear, "I saw it with my own eyes."

He kept backing away, shrinking into the corner of the wall.

He knew that he might not be able to escape today.But if possible, he hopes to do another meaningful thing before he dies.

Song Zhou held his breath, and heard kicking at the door during the call. The speaker was obviously out of breath, and felt more and more wrong.

But he couldn't believe that it was the living Jiang Xiyan who was talking to him.

"Jiang Xiyan." He asked the last question, "Who do you make up for every day after school?"

Jiang Xi was puzzled, but still replied: "Yang Zhao."

He picked up the wooden stick on the ground and approached him, ready for the last fight at any time.

"It doesn't matter if it's a dream or reality. Jiang Xiyan, I hope you survive." Song Zhou said earnestly. After these two days of investigation, he confirmed one thing. Jiang Xiyan is a rare talent. People don't deserve to die.

He looked again at the map of the old city in front of him and asked, "Do you still remember where you are?"

"No. 99, Jiangyu Road."

Song Zhou frowned. Jiangyu Road was widened to six lanes after reconstruction, and it had been renamed "Dayu Road" a long time ago.

Hearing the sound of kicking the door getting more and more intense on the phone, he immediately searched for the detailed drawings of the old city renovation, and the first time he found Jiangyu Road, he said to the person on the phone: "Jiang Xiyan, there is a building in the northwest corner of the room. Open the window and get out there!"

Jiang Xiyan immediately looked to the northwest corner, but saw a cabinet placed there.

He glanced back at the door, determined to fight for his own life, he quickly got up and ran to the cabinet, pulling the whole cabinet open with all his strength.

Seeing the locked window behind the cabinet, Jiang Xiyan's breath trembled at the hope of coming back, he picked up the stick in his hand and swung it towards the glass.

Hearing the loud noise inside the door, the person outside gave a cold snort, raised his foot and kicked the door forcefully, and the heavy wooden door fell down.

The dim light outside the door elongated the figure at the door, and the man held a knife in his hand and pressed forward step by step.

Jiang Xiyan propped his hands on the window sill, ignoring the broken glass stuck in his palms, and jumped out with all his strength.

"Turn right for 100 meters and turn left."

The voice on the other end of the phone came next.

Jiang Xiyan followed the guidance and kept running away. When he tried to turn around to make sure the people behind him had followed, the person on the other end of the phone seemed to sense his movements.

"Don't look back, continue forward for 500 meters and turn right."

Jiang Xiyan immediately withdrew his gaze and ran forward with all his strength until he broke out of the darkness and saw the red and blue lights flashing ahead.

The guard standing guard saw that something was wrong with the student not far away. He was in a mess, his hands were covered with blood, and there seemed to be another person behind him.

"Go to the police station and tell the police what happened to you. We will protect you, always."