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Yun Suchuan's work efficiency has always been very high, and it didn't take long for him to call Jiang Zhuo back and tell him the specific situation of Zhang Yong.

This person has always been an idle gangster, earning a living by helping people collect protection fees and watching the scene, and his location is not fixed.Until one time later, the gang he belonged to capsized and was liquidated together with Zhang Yong, and was sentenced to prison for several years for the crime of intentional injury.

A year and a half ago, he was released. At the beginning, he was well-behaved for a while, and he worked as a delivery man and courier. He also devoted himself to an online loan platform called "Sufa Loan", returning to his old business and helping people collect debts.

Later, because the office of the online loan platform was set on fire by a college student who owed money, several people died, and "Quick Loan" disappeared. This incident was reported in the news for several days, appealing to those who have no money Jiang Zhuo has also heard of rational consumption.

Because Zhang Yong has been running errands for others for a long time, he escaped a catastrophe. If this continues, he is likely to continue to find a similar place to work, and in the end he will become an old prisoner who entered the palace for the second time, but he has not waited for the follow-up Everything that happened, this person didn't know whether he was stimulated by something or knocked his head, and went crazy.

After the Baozi poisoning incident last time, he had been forcibly sent to a mental hospital for treatment, and he has not come out yet.

Yun Suchuan said: "Do you think Deng Yihan also borrowed money from that online loan platform, and in the end he was taken away and killed because he didn't pay?"

"I've thought about that too."

Jiang Zhuo squeezed his brows: "But when Deng Yihan just disappeared, the police had already investigated his financial situation and family background. If he really owed debts, it is unlikely that he could not find out."

He talked a lot this day, his voice was hoarse, and he sounded a little irritable through the phone. Yun Suchuan said on the other end: "You drink some water first, and go now."

Jiang Zhuo had a cup at hand, picked it up and took a sip, and said, "It's okay, I just talked too much."

Yun Suchuan said gently, "I know, don't worry, take everything slowly."

He thought for a while and then said: "The most violent thing in this world is actually nothing more than sex, money and hatred. With Deng Yihan's age and living environment, if you stop drinking and sex, you will only have money or revenge. If it is as you said , There is nothing unusual about Deng Yihan's money, could it be seeking revenge?"

"possible."

Jiang Zhuo thought about the same as him: "I have already told the investigators of the special case team that they are looking into the members of the online loan platform called 'Sufa' to see if they can get money from them. Found the clue of the red bow. I will go to the mental hospital to meet this Zhang Yong."

After he made up his mind, he stopped delaying and said, "Okay, that's it. I'll hang up first, and I'll trouble you."

Yun Suchuan couldn't help laughing: "Who is the person you're bothering? You're still talking about this, are you confused?...Okay, let's go."

Jiang Zhuo said to go, and after hanging up the phone, he drove to the mental hospital where Zhang Yong was, intending to meet this person in person.

After he registered, Zhang Yong was taken out by the guards and sat on the sofa in the reception room.

The first time Jiang Zhuo saw him was when this man was taken away by the police. He was dirty all over, with two red bows tied on his hair that had not been cut for a long time, and he had a big beard and couldn't see his face clearly. .

In the end, he poisoned this time, maybe it was a blessing in disguise. Originally, he was running around on the street and no one cared about him. This time, he was forced to be sent to a mental hospital for treatment by the police. Although he didn't know what his condition was, at least he looked human.

Sitting opposite Zhang Yong, Jiang Zhuo saw that he was about forty years old, his beard was shaved, his hair was shaved into a crew cut, and the original red bow was transferred to his wrist, which was very eye-catching.

Seeing Jiang Zhuo staring at Zhang Yong's wrist, the escort told him in a low voice: "If you don't fasten this thing, you can't do it. If you don't have it, you will make trouble. But recently, his mood is very stable, and he has no aggressive behavior. It's just that his mind is still unclear." , Occasionally some names and whole sentences can pop up, if you want to ask him anything, just try it.”

In addition to the red rope, because Zhang Yong is a prisoner, he also wears a pair of handcuffs on his hands.Zhang Yong seemed to be very interested in this shiny silver thing, kept his head down and kept playing with it, grinning to himself from time to time, and ignored Jiang Zhuo at all.

Jiang Zhuo stared at him for a while, and seeing that the other party didn't respond, he nodded to the escort and said, "Okay, I understand, please let me be alone with him for a while."

After the escort took him out, Jiang Zhuo said, "Zhang Yong?"

Zhang Yong raised his head and glanced at him, seeing that Jiang Zhuo had nothing to attract him, he lowered his head back without interest.

Seemingly still responding to his own name, Jiang Zhuo asked: "Why did you mix rat poison into the hotel water? Do you know that rat poison is poisonous?"

When communicating with this kind of person, one cannot expect him to have a clear logical thinking ability. Jiang Zhuo deliberately bit the two keywords "rat poison" and "poison" very hard, so as to observe whether he will react.

Zhang Yong was indeed touched, and murmured: "Poison them to death... poison them to death..."

As he spoke, he clenched his fist and kept waving it in front of his chest, looking very determined.

Jiang Zhuo said: "Who is poisoned to death?"

Zhang Yong stared at Jiang Zhuo for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to touch his nose, and said loudly, "I'm poisoning you, hahahahahahaha!"

Jiang Zhuo saw the hand that was almost on the tip of his nose, and asked calmly, "Poison me? Who am I?"

Zhang Yong waved his hand and said, "Who the hell cares who you are, you guys are going to die anyway! Bastards, sons of a bitch, why the hell are you still alive!"

Although his answer was incoherent and out of order, Jiang Zhuo still caught some clues.Zhang Yong's tone was full of resentment at this time, and he said "you". Obviously, he did not have a clear target for poisoning, and he was just to retaliate against the society.

So why revenge society?

"Why are you still alive", that is, someone died-who is the dead person?Does it have anything to do with Deng Yihan's death?

Zhang Yong might not be the main culprit in Deng Yihan's death, but at least he was an accomplice.Jiang Zhuo had previously suspected that Deng Yihan was arrested by those people because of his debts, but now he couldn't help thinking from the direction of seeking revenge.

Could it be that Deng Yihan's parents had formed a family of enemies, and that's why they made the other party take revenge on the child?

It's a pity that Zhang Yong spoke upside down, and he couldn't tell the reason if he asked again. Jiang Zhuo showed him a photo of Deng Yihan, and asked Zhang Yong if he knew this person. It was broken into pieces, and it was thrown at Jiang Zhuo's face.

Jiang Zhuo wanted to kick him a little bit, but before he could put this idea into practice, his cell phone rang, and the name displayed on the screen was Huo Yan.

Jiang Zhuo picked it up and said "Hello", and Huo Yan said directly at the other end: "Brother, I have a clue about the red bow."

He didn't wait for Jiang Zhuo to speak, and went straight on: "I haven't found any relevant cases, but I met an old man who said that his hometown is in county G, a neighboring city. People there like to eat dog meat, but they think dogs are dangerous. Spirituality, killing a dog is a sin, so every time you kill a dog, you have to tie the paws with a red string and tie them into a bow, saying that if this is the case, the dog will not have resentment after death, and cannot come back for revenge."

Jiang Zhuo subconsciously glanced at Zhang Yong's red bow.He reacted quickly, and immediately thought of the meaning of this clue, and asked, "Then have you investigated the members of the 'Quick Loan' platform? Are there any people from County G?"

Huo Yan said: "I checked. Among them is Li Damu, a leader there. He is usually called Brother Mu. His family used to kill dogs for a living in County G. But..."

He hesitated for a moment: "His name is on the death list of that fire, that is to say, this person was burned to death by the fire a year and a half ago, it is impossible to kill Deng Yihan more than half a year ago."

Hearing this, it seemed that the clue was broken again, but after Jiang Zhuo only thought for two seconds, he said decisively: "Impossible."

He said: "We found this step, and all the clues point to Li Damu. I'd rather believe the evidence that was picked up step by step than believe that he was burned to death... Well, let me try to ask Zhang forever."

"Oh, good." Huo Yan was stunned, "But isn't he crazy? What do you want..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhuo hung up the phone on the other end.

"Zhang Yong, do you remember Brother Mu?" Jiang Zhuo threw the phone on the table after hanging up the phone, stared at Zhang Yong and asked, "Li Damu, do you recognize this person?"

Zhang Yong was stunned, and murmured: "Brother Mu? Brother Mu...you, you are Brother Mu!"

Don't be afraid that he might be confused, as long as there is a reaction to the name, Jiang Zhuo looked at him calmly: "Yes, I am Li Damu, I gave you this red rope, now I am here, you It should be returned to its original owner.”

Zhang Yong looked at him blankly, while Jiang Zhuo directly raised his hand, pinched one end of the bow tie, and then pulled it——

The red rope was pulled down by him. Zhang Yong, who could be regarded as calm just now, was like a cat whose tail was stepped on all of a sudden. He grabbed Jiang Zhuo's collar and almost pushed him down on the sofa.

"Give it back to me, give it back to me!" Zhang Yong stretched out his hand to Jiang Zhuo in panic, wanting to snatch the red rope back from him, "The ghost is here, the ghost is coming to claim his life!"

The people in the live broadcast room were all waiting to see if Jiang Zhuo could force out the whereabouts of the murderer. Unexpectedly, there was such a sudden thing, and suddenly there was a lot of crap:

[Rely on, rely on, rely on!You bastard, let go of my husband! 】

[It's over, the anchor was thrown down, bad posture (*/ω＼*). 】

[I might be too nasty, I actually want to see Brother Chuan's expression when he sees this scene...]

[Fuck, don't talk about what's there, what's not, it's said that a lunatic has great strength, will the anchor be strangled to death by him? ? ? 】

This is where the difference can be clearly seen. Seeing Jiang Zhuo being thrown, most of the old viewers were jealous and ridiculed, while those who were worried about Jiang Zhuo's consolation were almost all new fans in the live broadcast room-they hadn't seen it much. This thin and handsome young man made a move.

Zhang Yong's reaction was so intense, which also exceeded Jiang Zhuo's expectations.Being half-pressed by Zhang Yong, he bent his knees and hit the opponent's lower abdomen with his knee. While he was dodging from the pain, he jumped up and grabbed the opponent's neckline in turn.

There was a chaotic sound of ping-ping-pong-pong in the room, Zhang Yong only felt his eyes go dark in the chaos, and then he was thrown out of the air, slipped half a meter on the ground, and hit the wall with his back.

Jiang Zhuo went up, grabbed his collar with one hand, pushed Zhang Yong against the wall, and said coldly: "Tell me——Where is Brother Mu?"

Although Zhang Yong was mentally ill, Jiang Zhuo was really merciless these few times, Zhang Yong's bones were in severe pain, even tears came down, and he yelled.

Someone outside heard the movement, knocked on the door and tried to come in, Jiang Zhuo kicked the chair next to him, the chair slid out and blocked the door, and the outside quickly became quiet again.

"Scar, there is no scar here, you are not Brother Mu!"

He looked at Jiang Zhuo in horror, and pointed to his left face: "Give me back the rope... ah!"

Jiang Zhuo's fingers clamped on Zhang Yong's neck suddenly tightened, his hands seemed to be like iron clamps, making Zhang Yong unable to struggle at all, and the scream just now was cut off in an instant.

Zhang Yong looked miserable and pitiful, Jiang Zhuo was unmoved, stared at him and asked: "You know Brother Mu is not dead at all, where is he? What did you do together after the fire? Tell me!"

He spoke very fast, and these few sentences followed one after another, without giving the other party any room to breathe.Because through the communication just now, Jiang Zhuo can already see that although Zhang Yong is mentally abnormal and talks in a confusing manner, he actually still remembers many things and can understand some other people's words.

Under such circumstances, if we grasp his psychological weakness and continue to pursue and press him, even if we only get a little information, it is enough to analyze a lot of content.

Even at such a close distance, Jiang Zhuo's eyes are still beautiful and impeccable, but there is a kind of cold deterrence in the gaze from under the slender eyelashes, brought by the overwhelming advantage of pure force .

Even though Zhang Yong's current mental state is not normal, the instinct buried in his bones still makes him feel intimidated. He barely made a hoarse voice in his throat: "Repair, repair the car...revenge..."

Jiang Zhuo relaxed the strength of his subordinates a little, and asked: "After the fire, Brother Mu went to repair the car, and later you planned to kill people for revenge, didn't you?"

The word "kill" did not know which nerve touched Zhang Yong, his eyes lit up, and he began to wave his hands: "Kill them! Kill them!"

As soon as Jiang Zhuo let go, Zhang Yong slipped to the ground, still muttering.

Jiang Zhuo stood on the spot, staring at him condescendingly and coldly for a moment, until the other party realized something was wrong, closed his mouth and raised his head to look at him in horror, Jiang Zhuo sneered, turned around and strode away.

[Damn, the anchor is so good! 】

[The anchor with a straight face is so scary, I didn't even dare to post the barrage just now...]

【Man enough, I like it!Jiang Zhuo, do you want to think about bending over and giving me a chance? ! 】

[The male fan in front is excellent! 】

The suspect who killed Deng Yihan is already on the horizon. His original name is Li Damu. He has scars on his left face, most of which may be burns. He is from County G and is now working in a car repair place. With this information, finding someone is not counted. Difficult.

The special case team contacted the Municipal Bureau to find people together, and began to investigate from the places where Zhang Yong often haunted.On the contrary, Jiang Zhuo yelled at the psychopath for a long time, and when he came out, he felt that he was going crazy, and his mind was in a mess.

He bought a cup of iced coffee at the shop in front of the special case team, took a couple of sips of iced coffee off the lid, and walked into the building with it in his hands.

The hot summer sun is blocked outside, and the central air conditioner emits bursts of cold air.Jiang Zhuo greeted people all the way, pushed open the door of the innermost office, and saw Yun Suchuan sitting in the swivel chair, and the screen in front of him was the framed picture of the previous interrogation room.

He turned his head to see Jiang Zhuo, and said with a smile: "It can be counted as coming back, I heard that your harvest is not small."

This guy's is so comfortable, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help kicking Yun Suchuan's chair, jealously said: "I'm as tired as a bastard, but you are leisurely."

Yun Suchuan's chair was kicked and turned around by him, and he turned back, smiled at Jiang Zhuo with his face up, patted his thigh and said: "Come, sit, brother hug."

Jiang Zhuo didn't even bother to say "Get lost", he just threw the coffee in his hand over, Yun Suchuan turned sideways, raised his hand and accurately copied the paper cup in his hand, put it on the table next to him, and said with a smile: " What's the rush, why don't you hug me?"

Jiang Zhuo said: "You are so boring."

Yun Suchuan laughed straight. He liked teasing Jiang Zhuo since he was a child, and he never felt bored—it was fun to tease Jiang Zhuo for a while, and it was always fun to tease Jiang Zhuo. Anyway, seeing him blowing his hair, he is very cute.

Yun Suchuan stood up, grabbed Jiang Zhuo's wrist with a smile and said, "Stop making trouble, sit down and rest for a while."

The office just dealt with two wild boar spirits who were fighting, so it was a mess, so he went to move the chair again, Jiang Zhuo sat down at Yunsuchuan, glanced at the picture on the screen, and asked: "Wang Congmin left?"

"That's right." Yun Suchuan said, "She didn't even blink her eyes when she messed around with the wronged students, but in the end the matter fell on her own head. It was so noisy and annoying that she had to be frightened by ghosts to speak properly."

Jiang Zhuo asked: "They asked you to use ghosts to help scare people?"

Yun Suchuan hummed, and Jiang Zhuo said, "Me too."

Both of them couldn't help laughing, Yun Suchuan said: "But then again, this Wang Congmin asked many questions, I think she is wicked and has a violent personality, but the murder case should really have nothing to do with her Relationship. But this little classmate Chen Jinfei, tsk... has as many eyes as briquettes, scary."

Although the suspect who killed Deng Yihan has been basically identified, in fact there are still many details unclear.Wang Congmin and others cannot be completely proved innocent.

What Jiang Zhuo hopes most now is that Li Damu can be brought to justice smoothly, and give everyone a reason for them to kill Deng Yihan.

Hearing what Yun Suchuan said, he said, "You're welcome, you had a lot of minds when you were a child. You are as good as anyone who is vicious, cunning, insidious and obscene, so give an estimate, is Chen Jinfei telling the truth?"

Yun Suchuan poohed him, and said, "It sounds true, but I will always have reservations about everything until the last moment of the investigation."

Jiang Zhuo knew that Yun Suchuan seemed careless, but in fact he was very suspicious. It would not be surprising that he would have such an answer. He nodded and was about to speak when a hysterical cry came from downstairs:

"I'm fucking listening to your nonsense!"

"..."

Yun Suchuan looked at Jiang Zhuo and said, "I'm not talking nonsense."

Jiang Zhuo said: "It's not what I said, although I thought so in my heart - is there a fight downstairs?"

He went to the window and looked down, and found that Wang Congmin, who was leading Luo Yang, and Mother Chen, who was leading Chen Jinfei, had met when they went out. The two sides had a dispute for some reason.

Jiang Zhuo glanced at it, then looked away, and went back to check the interrogation video of Wang Congmin at that time, but Yun Suchuan was lying on the window watching with relish, and sighed: "It's so exciting!"

Following his words, the big trees in the special case team clapped their leaves and said in unison: "Yes, yes!"

The sparrows flapped their wings excitedly, jumping up and down the canopy, others heard them chirping, but Jiang Zhuo knew what they were saying: "Come on! Come on! The red team must not lose, I bet on ten caterpillars! "

Even the roses in the garden gave up the seaweed dance for the time being and watched it intently. There were so many different species watching a fierce battle, which made people have an illusion of "very compelling".

Jiang Zhuo glanced at the window in this joyous atmosphere, seeing Yun Suchuan happily watching the battle from the back, he was a little bit amused: "I suggest you join in, the three parties are full of strength, mixed men and women, maybe it will be on the headlines tomorrow .”

Yun Suchuan waved his hand: "I'm not going, I'm afraid."

The two of them hadn't spoken a few words before the door of the office was pushed open. Jiang Zhuo and Yun Suchuan looked back and saw that it was Huo Yan who entered the door with a look of displeasure.

Yun Suchuan turned his head and looked at Huo Yan up and down, and said "hoo": "You came up pretty fast."

Huo Yan buttoned the two torn buttons on his chest depressedly: "I shouldn't have gone down just now. One of the two sides said that the other party's son was uneasy and kind, bullying his nephew, and the other said that the teacher was not good at teaching students. You shouldn't be a teacher, the battle situation is terrible. I will be beaten when I go."

Jiang Zhuo said: "Let's not mention anything else for now. Regardless of whether she has anything to do with the murder case, I guess this teacher's job is over."

As long as word gets out, no parent wants to send their child to a school with such teachers.Of course, although the existence of such teaching staff is distressing, they are only a minority in the end. There are more people like Fang Gang who have taken up the teaching position and love their students.

Wang Congmin must have known this. She was in a bad mood at first, and when she met Chen's mother talking strangely when she went out, she lost control all of a sudden.

The two adults were fighting fiercely, and Luo Yang and Chen Jinfei couldn't stop them, they stood by each other without eye contact.

Chen Jinfei was sluggish all over, thinking about whether he could still go to school after returning home, and how to face other people's eyes.

After all, these matters are related to the case and will spread out sooner or later. For Chen Jinfei, who has always been committed to maintaining a good image in front of others, it will be a disaster.