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The sun was shining brightly this morning, and the dew was not too heavy.Several people who presided over the funeral stood at the front of the crowd, and Lu Zhe and the others stood at the back.

Today is the day of Wang Zhuo's burial.

The weather forecast said that it would be cloudy and rainy today, but the sky here was clear and clear, and there were even small sparrows flying overhead occasionally, chirping, which sounded cheerful and lively.

It's just that these joys don't belong to the people in front of them.

The relatives who came from other places in a hurry supported Cui Ning with a sluggish expression and dull eyes. She couldn't cry anymore. The things she had experienced in the past few days seemed to wear down all her energy. .

Lu Zhe saw half of it and turned to leave. Standing on this land where many sleeping creatures were sleeping, he picked up an unburned cigarette. With his lips and teeth together, the astringent smell of tobacco wafted out, which was unprecedentedly bitter.

Wang Zhuo's family moved here from other places, so not many people came to the funeral, only a few good friends and relatives who rushed over in time.At the funeral, Lu Zhe saw several familiar faces, Wang Zhuo's best friend Zhang Yuzhe, his immediate boss Lan Shaoqi, and several people who were summoned to the police station that day.

They are all silent in the breeze, like statues that will never wake up, praying for the dead forever.

A warm hand gently pinched Lu Zhe's neck, and An Bai's soft voice came from beside him: "Lu Zhe."

He just called Lu Zhe's name, and there was no more text. Lu Zhe didn't look at him, but took a deep breath, shook his head slowly, and said in a very soft voice, "I don't want to go to the funeral anymore. This feeling is too much." Oh no."

An Bowei squeezed his neck again to express comfort.

The two stood in the distance and watched the solemn funeral. No one cried aloud, and no one made any noise.Lu Zhe watched all this silently, and suddenly saw someone standing outside the crowd with little Wang Jing in his arms. Wang Jing raised her white hands to catch the sparrows flying across the sky, but every time she couldn't catch them, she would giggle. Laugh, the sound is very small, but it is like the heaviest string in the piano plucking in everyone's heart.

The white-haired man is underground, the black-haired man is on the ground, Yin and Yang are separated, and the innocent smile of the black-haired man can be seen, and the white-haired man may rest in peace.

For some reason, the dark and solemn atmosphere failed to make Lu Che feel sad, but Wang Jing's smile made his eyes sour, and he lowered his head.

The funeral didn't take long, and after a while, people dispersed in twos and twos, leaving only Cui Ning and a few relatives and friends staying where they were, and not long after, the relatives and friends also dispersed, leaving only Cui Ning and Zhang Yuzhe, who was holding Wang Jing, stood in front of the short monument, and no one spoke.

Yu Feng's team was guarding not far away, and when they saw Lan Shaoqi leaving, they sent someone to follow, and the others continued to guard where they were.

They wanted to see off Wang Zhuo and leave later, but Cui Ning, who had been doing nothing all this time, suddenly stood up and walked towards them. An Baiwei and Lu Zhe, who were guarding the other side, looked at each other and followed.

"Officer Yu, I've always wanted to say sorry to you." As soon as Lu Zhe and the two approached, Cui Ning said in a tense mood, "I'm sorry...I've been keeping something from you..."

Yu Feng immediately raised his spirits and looked at Cui Ning with a frown.

Cui Ning glanced at Wang Jing who was not far away in a daze, and gave a soft smile: "I am for Lao Zhuo and Xiao Jing...except for them, I have never been for anyone. My previous concealment was also for fulfillment Lao Zhuo's wish, I am a superficial person, I will repay my kindness, but I can't let Lao Zhuo die in an unclear way..."

Seeing her talking faster and more chaotically, Yu Feng interrupted in time: "Speak slowly."

"After Lao Zhuo was sent to the hospital, I stayed alone with him. He woke up once, but he was unconscious and couldn't speak clearly." Cui Ning said slowly, every word seemed to use up all the energy in his body. Strength, "Old Zhuo not only has the insulin, but also a recording pen."

The people present were suddenly shocked. They looked at each other, and their expressions changed more or less.

"Lao Zhuo can't tell clearly, and I can't hear clearly. I don't know how to use these technological products, and I don't know what's in them, but Lao Zhuo told me to keep it safe and hand over this recorder when things calm down. To Mr. Lan's secretary." Cui Ning's voice fluttered, and his face was pale, "This is Lao Zhuo's last wish, I have to listen to it."

Yu Feng was just about to direct people to look for Yi Bo, when Cui Ning suddenly laughed, and burst into tears with a smile: "But I didn't give it to him, I'm afraid, in case I die inexplicably like Lao Zhuo, little What about Jing? Give you the recorder, at least I can live, and at least Xiao Jing has a mother who can take care of him."

"I brought the recording pen today, but I can't give it to you." Cui Ning looked at Yu Feng with red eyes. one thing."

"Then we have to see what's going on." Yu Feng said seriously.

"Whether this matter has anything to do with Mr. Lan or not, please don't get him involved." Cui Ning suddenly covered his face and began to cry when he said this, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, if it wasn't for the salary that Mr. Lan gave Lao Zhuo Too many, our family can't survive today... Boss Lan bought this cemetery for Lao Zhuo, I can't be sorry for him... I know Lao Zhuo often goes to see Boss Lan, there must be something in it... But please In any case, don't involve Mr. Lan..."

She cried and sat down, like a child who lost everything, sitting on the ground and crying helplessly: "I am selfish, I will repay my kindness, but I am also for Wang Jing, our family has already reached this point, all Everything is irreparable, I only have Wang Jing left...I'm sorry for Mr. Lan..."

Zhang Yuzhe, who was holding Wang Jing, walked over quickly, and came to help Cui Ning silently. Several policewomen around Yu Feng also helped to help Cui Ning. She looked weaker, as if she would fall if the wind blows. .

Seeing her mother crying, Wang Jing was frightened and at a loss for a while, and then burst into tears after a while, sobbing and wanting to be hugged by her mother, but she refused to let Zhang Yuzhe hold her.

Lu Zhe was upset by the loud voice crying. He took a step forward and was about to say something when Wang Jing suddenly stretched out her hand to him, her crying face crumpled into a ball: "Hold me, brother!"

Lu Zhe was slightly taken aback, but subconsciously hugged Wang Jing. The little guy lay on Lu Zhe's shoulder and cried twitchingly. His little hands were clenched into fists and placed on Lu Zhe's shoulders. The milky fragrance that can be smelled on the face.

Lu Zhe's heart suddenly softened into a puddle. He instinctively coaxed Wang Jing softly, and walked under the tree not far away. The little guy seemed to be coaxed, and stopped crying after a few more cries. Grinning at Lu Zhe with tears in his eyes, he pinched Lu Zhe's face with his small hands.

"Good boy." Lu Zhe bowed his head and kissed Wang Jing's milky and milky little face in a strange way. Wang Jing was amused, giggled endlessly, and lay in Lu Zhe's arms to play with his collar.

The people not far away are still negotiating, Yu Feng and An Baiwei are persuading Cui Ning to hand over the recording pen, while Cui Ning is fighting for a gold medal for Lan Shaoqi to avoid death.

Lu Zhe sighed heavily, and the scenes of getting along with Lan Shaoqi in recent days popped up one by one.In fact, in his impression, Lan Shaoqi is really a very gentle person, gentle and polite. No matter what Lu Zhe thinks, he can't imagine what kind of scene it would be for such a person to pick up an ax to kill people.

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After lunch, everyone from the Joint Criminal Department squeezed into Yu Feng's office one by one, wanting to hear what was in the recorder.

At first, there was a noisy sound, as if it was recorded on the road, followed by a period of silence, and then there was a rustling sound, as if someone was pushing each other, and there was another period of silence.

This period of silence was very long, and everyone waited eagerly for a long time before they heard another rustling sound. Before they could hear enough, the sound stopped abruptly and entered a new period of silence.

Dai Xiaozhou was the first to hear the clue, he patted the table: "This is a piece of processed audio!"

Everyone in the room looked at him.

Dai Xiaozhou rolled up his sleeves, grabbed Yu Feng's computer and imported the audio into a software, and the software immediately displayed the length of the audio, which lasted more than an hour, but there were large blank waveforms in the middle, that is, Said, these places were artificially deleted.

"Look at the front, and you still pick and choose to delete, and the back is just blank." Dai Xiaozhou said while gesticulating, "Don't listen, I can't hear anything, someone must have processed this audio!"

"But the recording pen is always in Wang Zhuo's hands." A little police officer asked, "How did he do it?"

"Don't forget, Yi Bo's younger brother works in the hospital." Yu Feng knocked on the table, "Only he can get in touch with Wang Zhuo twice during this period, once during the rescue and once during the replacement When the infusion bag was in use, he could get the recording pen for processing without anyone noticing, and then return the recording pen to Wang Zhuo when changing the infusion bag."

"No..." Lu Zhe murmured suddenly, "He shouldn't have erased the recording."

Yu Feng looked over inquiringly.

"He is an intern at the hospital. If he openly brings his computer to work and processes the audio during working hours, he will definitely be discovered." Lu Zhe frowned, "I think there is someone else, and this person should be the one who needs this audio. .”

Amber narrowed his eyes slightly: "I remember you said that you met a person with a burnt hole in his trousers that night."

"I think it's Lan Shaoqi." Lu Zhe paused, "During that day, he was able to erase a piece of audio and slip out without anyone noticing."

"But since he erased this recording, why did he record it in the first place?" the little policeman asked again.

"So he didn't actually delete the recording, he just transferred the key part to himself..." A timid voice sounded, and Lu Zhe turned his head to look at Jiang Shuo, who had been silent all this time, "Suppose The person the deputy team saw that night was indeed Lan Shaoqi, which proved that he must have known that Wang Zhuo had brought a recording pen, and there must be something in the recording that Lan Shaoqi wanted, so he took the risk of going to the hospital to get it. That recording."

Everyone in the office fell silent at the same time. After a while, Yu Feng said softly: "Close the net, it's time to arrest people."