misplaced survival

Su Mian put the video aside again, in the corner of the screen, a person passed by against the wall, appearing for a very short time.

He pointed to a car next to the wall, "I checked the height of the car next to it, and it was about 1.4m[-]. I drew a reference line from the roof to the wall, and found that this person was four tiles taller than the car. "

Gao Mang took advantage of the situation and added: "I just contacted the tile manufacturer, and they helped to identify the specifications of this tile. The width is 10 centimeters. The error between the tiles' lamination, the height of this person should be between 178 and 183."

After Su Mian nodded for confirmation, she enlarged the screen for processing.The pixels of the night mode of the monitor are low, and many details are blurred. Even if the sharpening is increased, it cannot be fully restored.

But in just a few flashing frames, Song Zhou could still tell that this man in a black hoodie, wearing a mask, walking forward with his hands in his pockets and bowing his head was indeed very much like the Yan Yu they were looking for. .

Su Mian continued to play the monitoring of the next section of the road. When this person passed by, she looked up at the monitoring, and then left immediately.

It was in this second that Su Mian captured the frontal picture of this person.

The shape of his exposed eyes is very similar to Yan Yu's. There is a black mole on the tip of the eye, and the tail of the eye is slightly raised, which looks very much like a pair of fox eyes.

"After Ma Xiang left, did this person follow him?" Song Zhou stared at the computer screen.

This person is just like Yan Yu, but he may not be Yan Yu. The police cannot make a conclusion until evidence is found.

Su Mian nodded, "Okay, I'll continue watching."

Because this case is strange, the police officers in charge of the case left a lot of surveillance videos, so they will not be so helpless to investigate now.

Song Zhou nodded and said, "Apart from the previous records, check to see if Yan Yu has appeared again in the recent period."

"Also, help me check someone again, Yaoming Group Chairman Qin Yuan, when was the last time he appeared?"

Although Su Mian is usually lazy, she is very serious about things and people during important moments. When she hears the tasks assigned by Team Song, she immediately writes them down on a post-it note and sticks it next to the computer.

"Okay, I'll report to you when I find out."

"It's hard work." After Song Zhou said, he turned and walked to the captain's office. Suddenly, he stopped, and the strong anxiety made him unable to breathe.

In an instant, he was sweating coldly, his hands were trembling, and his feet suddenly became weak. He only relied on his muscle memory to hold on to the wall, so he didn't fall to the ground.He felt the coldness on his neck as if there were hands tightly around him, intending to take his life away.

He gritted his teeth and slowed down for a while, barely calmed down, and leaned weakly against the wall.

Song Dui's strange behavior startled other people in the office, Shen Shu immediately rushed forward to support him, motioned for Xu Zhishen, who was closer, to come and help him, "Help him in to rest first."

"Okay, slow down." Xu Zhishen raised Song Zhou's other arm and told Shen Shu to walk slowly.

Helping Song Zhou to the sofa, Xu Zhishen asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Shu guessed: "I told you a long time ago, pay attention to rest! Look at you, you have worked overtime for half a month, and you sleep every morning. If you don't have an accident, who will have an accident? You still hold a thermos cup and drink wolfberry water every day. Let me tell you, if you don’t sleep, it’s useless for you to drink a hundred catties of goji berries!”

Ever since he met Song Zhou, this guy talked about keeping in good health, kept his thermos cup in his hand every day, and had three meals with balanced nutrition, but he couldn't resist this guy not sleeping.

Every time he went to the provincial office, no matter how early or late, Song Zhou would definitely be there, almost living in the police station.

It is a good thing to love and work hard, but in this profession, it is not uncommon for them to be exhausted in their posts.Some time ago, a senior had a cerebral thrombosis, and they were really distressed.

Song Zhou's breathing was trembling, but he gritted his teeth and shook his head, "I'm fine."

He knew that he didn't do this because he stayed up late, and the strong premonition in his heart told him that something happened to Jiang Xiyan.

He grabbed Shen Shu's sleeve, and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me... When Jiang Xiyan had an accident, exactly...what happened?"

"You're already like this, why do you still ask others?" Seeing his insistence, Shen Shu sighed, and said cooperatively, "At that time, there were less than [-] police officers ambushing in the warehouse of the North District Market, which was not as many as the number of drug dealers who came. Not much. It’s dark in the warehouse, and it’s difficult to move…”

They were fighting fiercely in front, and suddenly heard gunshots in the depths of the warehouse. At this time, a police officer from the city bureau shouted: "Xiao Jiang is inside!"

Then they discovered that someone came in from the outside along the ventilation duct, along with the support he brought.

The police and the drug dealers fought. Seeing that more and more policemen were injured, they finally got reinforcements and took away the drug dealers at the scene.

Shen Shu led a few people to chase along the ventilation duct. Who knew that the drug dealers had prepared vehicles in advance, and as soon as they left the warehouse, they got into the vehicle and fled. When they returned to the scene, they found a man lying in the depths of the warehouse just now. The police are dead.

This operation was a mistake by them. They did not predict the exact trading location of the drug traffickers in advance, resulting in insufficient manpower ambushing in the warehouse.

They brought the captured drug dealers back to the police station, only to find that most of these people were temporary thugs who knew nothing about what happened tonight.

Some of the drug dealers were vague and unwilling to explain who the leader was, but the police still guessed that the real leader was not among those brought back to the police station.

Referring to the past, Shen Shu's tone was heavy. He heard that the police officer who died was a very good physical evidence technician from the Municipal Bureau, and it was he who reminded Team Li that the warehouse tonight was likely to be the place of the transaction.

After this incident, Team Li took the blame and resigned, but was dismissed by his superiors. All the police officers involved were saddened by this. No one would want this to happen.

Thinking back, Shen Shu suddenly remembered something and reminded Song Zhou: "But police officer Jiang left us a clue before he died."

He took a deep breath and calmed down, "During the autopsy, the forensic doctor found that his hand had been clenched, but when he opened it to check, he found that there was nothing in his hand, but his palm was full of blood. The forensic doctor immediately realized that there was something Question, a blood sample was taken from his hand, and the result matched with a set of DNA in the database."

"Who?" Song Zhou held his breath, grasping the edge of the sofa with both hands, and quickly regained his senses.

Shen Shu recalled, "It is said that this set of DNA was provided by Jiang Xiyan himself before. It seems to be someone who had ambushed him. I don't know the details. I will call Team Li later to ask."

"Have you ever ambushed him?" Song Zhou lowered his eyes and kept searching in his mind.

Suddenly, he seemed to have grasped a little inspiration, and recalled the situation, remembering that at the graduation ceremony that year, Jiang Xiyan should have presented him flowers.

As a result, he received a message from the gangster, and instead of attending the ceremony, he went to the alley next to the school, was stabbed in the abdomen, and was seriously injured.

He took the opportunity to catch the other party, and at that time, the DNA of the gangster remained in his fingers.

After remembering this incident, he brooded on it for a long time. When he accepted the flowers on the stage, Jiang Xiyan was lying in the ambulance, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

He regretted that the self many years ago had no memory of the present and could not help Jiang Xiyan.

But Jiang Xiyan is very sure that the person who attacked him in the alley next to the school gate was Yan Yu. If the two DNAs can match, it means that Yan Yu is really lurking beside He Youming.

Could it be that Yan Yu also had something to do with the scheme that led to drug dealers and the police that night?

Xu Zhishen saw that Song Zhou's expression was getting more and more ugly, so he cared at the right time: "You don't lack sleep, right? If you feel stressed, you can tell me anytime."

Hearing this, Song Zhou raised his head to look at Xu Zhishen and smiled, then shook his head and said, "I'm fine, you guys go to work first, I'll just rest for a while."

Xu Zhishen nodded in response, seeing that Shen Shu wanted to say something, he immediately pulled him back, and said in a low voice, "Let him rest!"

"..." Shen Shu opened his mouth, saw the tiredness in Song Zhou's eyes, said nothing, nodded and left the captain's office together with Xu Zhishen.

The office door slammed shut, Song Zhou's disguise could no longer hold on, he clenched his clothes tightly on his chest, and half-kneeled on the ground, curled up, the piercing pain made him unable to even breathe. trembling.

But he knew that there was someone who was experiencing death, which was a thousand times more painful than him.

He stretched out his hand hard, trying to get the mobile phone on the sofa, but his vision gradually blurred, and he couldn't see the surrounding things clearly.

He shook his head and tried to wake himself up, but the sudden tinnitus dragged him back into the pain.

The veins on Song Zhou's neck were bulging, his eyes were sore, and with just the last bit of clarity, he dialed the first number in the address book, and finally fell powerlessly on the ground.

He was lost in the dark for a long time, with no direction and no light.But he didn't stop, and kept running forward, trying to break out of the darkness.

Song Zhou didn't know where the sudden pain came from, but he knew that he had to find out the truth of the case, and there was another person waiting for his news.

In the drowsiness, a gunshot broke the silence.

Song Zhou came back to his senses and ran towards the source of the sound, but bumped into a barrier, blocking his way.

Song Zhou watched behind the barrier, and put the knife across Jiang Xiyan's neck by himself, cutting his neck without leaving any room.

Blood splattered everywhere, Song Zhou gasped, as if his body was also stained with hot blood.

Jiang Xiyan clutched his neck and wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound. He turned around in disbelief and looked at the man who suddenly appeared behind him. He took a powerless step back and fell to his knees on the ground.

"Don't go..."

Seeing that Yan Yu was about to leave, Jiang Xiyan wanted to draw his gun again, but was kicked to the ground by the man.

Jiang Xiyan looked at Yan Yu unwillingly, reached out and grabbed his trousers tightly, trying to keep him with the last bit of strength.

The rapid blood loss made his body constantly cold and his fingers gradually numb, but he was really unwilling.

He loosened Yan Yu's trouser legs, tried his best to support himself, and scratched the wound on Yan Yu's thigh.

Yan Yu groaned in pain, picked up the dagger and stabbed Jiang Xiyan again. If he was not afraid that the police would notice this, he would have wanted to shoot Jiang Xiyan.

He Youming watched in horror what happened not far away, and saw Yan Yu, who was covered in blood, limping towards him with a knife, and kept stepping back, "You...what are you going to do?"

Yan Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and stretched out his hand to He Youming, "Boss, I'll take you away."

Seeing Jiang Xiyan who fell on the ground gradually lose his vitality, Song Zhou kept hitting the barrier, "Jiang Xiyan! Wait for me!"

Under the collision, a crack appeared in the barrier, and there were more and more cracks. With a "bang", the barrier completely collapsed.

Song Zhou ran towards Jiang Xiyan with all his strength, and felt overwhelmed for the first time in his life when he saw the blood all over the place. He covered Jiang Xiyan's neck with his hands, but the blood couldn't stop no matter what.

"Come on, help!" Song Zhou looked up and looked around, but there was no one in the warehouse, calling his name again and again, "Xi Yan...Jiang Xiyan, I'm coming! Look at me, I am coming!"

Jiang Xiyan, who was dying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice with difficulty: "Song Zhou...Yan Yu has evidence, we must... must catch him..."

"He... also mentioned... mentioned his past... There may be problems with his life experience, please help me... help me find out..."

"I'm checking, I've been checking! Hold on, I'll take you to the hospital." Song Zhou picked up Jiang Xiyan and walked towards the warehouse door.

He is very clear that this is a dream, but his distress is real, he can't just watch Jiang Xiyan disappear like this.

Jiang Xiyan looked at Song Zhou who was close at hand, with a slight smile on his face.

That's great, the dream is worth it, Song Zhou, I saw you with my own eyes.

If I die, the baton will be passed to you, and you must find the truth.

He looked at the blood in his palm, and his hand finally dropped powerlessly.

He really worked hard, so far he is worthy of himself and the police uniform on his body.

Song Zhou stopped, stared in disbelief at Jiang Xiyan who was no longer responding, and tentatively called softly, "Jiang Xiyan?"

But the person in his arms didn't respond anymore, he endured his sadness, and put him on the ground, stroking Jiang Xiyan's cheeks with his hands, and pressed his forehead against Jiang Xiyan's.

His eyes regained clarity, and his tone was extremely firm, and he said, "Don't worry, I've grabbed the baton."

"It's here."

Yi Cheng stood at the gate of the Jiangxin Sub-bureau, looking around, this is the place that Xiao Jiang had been thinking about all his life.

He stepped forward and said to the policeman standing at the door: "Hello, I want to find Captain Song Zhousong of your police force."