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"Anyway, it's a bit of a dangerous business. When investigating cases, people are often threatened. There are boxes of anonymous letters in the office, clamoring to kill me, raid my house, and dig ancestral graves... I was dragged into an alley and beaten before. Nearly interrupted. It's a professional habit."
"You're being beaten."
Zhou Yanling was very serious and didn't tease him: "I know what you want to say, and I also want to know whose taboo I have committed. But don't worry, this person must be in the car now, maybe I will be in danger in the future. I won't give you any nonsense here either. Either you catch this person first, or I will find the person myself. If I find it, I may have to beat it up first and then hand it over to the police. You just notified The marshals, right? I saw a few flight attendants muttering at the marshals."
"I'm the conductor of the train, and I want to ensure the safety of the passengers and crew."
"I have already explained what I should have explained, what else do I want to ask?"
"What are you doing in Baihe?"
Zhou Yanling stared at his face: "I said I'm going to prove my innocence, do you believe it?"
Wu Fengrong was too lazy to tell the difference. He could see that the appearance of this hippie smiling face was a mask carefully prepared by Zhou Yanling. Everyone thought that selling insurance was fickle and fickle, so he disguised himself like this logically, and it was convenient to keep a distance from strangers. But the two people also have skin-to-skin relationship, which should be closer than others in principle. Wu Fengrong thought that this layer of skin was torn off, but what was revealed was a mask. fathom. Is this person sincere? Is there a time to be honest
For a while, the two remained silent and competed with each other as if raising a bar.
In the end, Wu Fengrong couldn't hold back, took out the suitcase from under the bed, flipped through two pieces of casual clothes, and threw them into Zhou Yanling's arms.
"Put it on." After that, he brought the scarf next to the pillow and put it around: "The world is full of photos of you at work, so you don't think wearing a suit is ostentatious, right? If the pants aren't long enough, it's fine. Next The stop asked them to bring two coats. Have you eaten breakfast? I'll ask them to buy two more buns."
Zhou Yanling wasn't in a hurry, he brought the person over and kissed him first. His smokey lips didn't smell very good, Wu Fengrong pushed him away, rolled over and got out of bed to look for something. Zhou Yanling looked at him with a sullen face and a razor in his hand, and the sound of the buzzing gears made one's scalp tingle, and then he showed a flattering smile—
"What? I'm not... Oops, I don't need to kill someone to take advantage of you?"
Wu Fengrong tilted his head and motioned for him to sit up: "So much nonsense, shave your head! Do you think no one will recognize you if you change your clothes?"
Zhou Yanling had a bitter face, but sat up with his back obediently, and let Wu Fengrong stab him on the head. Wu Fengrong put a mirror in front of him, and took the scissors neatly. Zhou Yanling didn't mind changing his hairstyle, he could hold on even if he had the remaining inch, but he didn't expect that Wu Fengrong would really cut his hair for him. How many years hasn't anyone shaved his head like this? When he was a child, only his mother loved to instruct him to sit and cut his hair. After graduating from school, he always trimmed it in front of the mirror, because he didn't like the fragrance in the barber shop, and he couldn't stand a group of people with red, green and green heads. The hairdresser "styled" him.
Looking back from the mirror, Wu Fengrong showed only half of his serious and focused face. The slightly long bangs were placed on the brow bone. The brow bone was high and straight. . Zhou Yanling couldn't help but wonder, what can such a monstrous character do? How can I live such a half-hermit life on a green-skin train? Are barren mountains and snow ridges so good
Wu Fengrong doesn't have the temperament of landscape and pastoral school.
"Don't shave the beard, and fix it to cover the face." Wu Fengrong said while holding a razor to repair the roots of the hair on the temples.
Zhou Yanling looked at herself in the mirror and felt that she could accept it: "Where did you learn this craft? Not bad."
"I used to run long distances, and I often didn't get a good rest for more than a month. My beard and hair grew together, like a savage. I had to repair it myself, and I gradually became proficient. Later, I took care of the hair of the little girl in the car. It will be worse than the craftsmanship of the old master on the street." Wu Fengrong grinned and said, "You have a good face, so you just shaved it off. What business do you run? Cultivating Buddha is more profitable than investigating cases."
"You let me put a light bulb on in such a cold day, don't you feel bad?"
"You jump out of the window now, and I won't stop you."
Zhou Yanling wrapped his waist around him and scavenged two mouthfuls of tofu to eat: "Where am I willing to?"
Wu Fengrong opened the salty pig's hand and finished the rest of the work. Twenty minutes later, he took a towel to clean the hair residue on his head, and patted the inch with satisfaction. Zhou Yanling changed his clothes and covered the lower half of his face with a scarf. When he looked in the mirror again, his temperament had indeed changed a lot. Wu Fengrong's sweater with the head of Mickey Mouse was so stupid, he turned him into a headless man. Brain Tech Male. He wanted to say thank you, but Wu Fengrong simply waved at him, as if he knew what he was going to say.
"I didn't say I wouldn't take you to see the police." Wu Fengrong raised his eyebrows with arms folded: "I didn't make it clear, you can't fool me. What the hell are you doing in Baihe?" , A self-proven innocence can't change his trust. Who hasn't seen him on the train? Petty theft, human trafficking, drug trafficking... If all of them pretended to be mysterious and told a story of a shameful reversal of the case, they would be spared, this conductor would not be able to do it today.
Zhou Yanling immediately understood that the benefits of the meal just now were not for white-collar workers. It was rescuing the wounds, shaving his head again, and drinking other people's tea in other people's clothes. Now his hands are soft and his mouth is short, it's too late to regret it. He thought, it turns out that Wu Fengrong likes to do the ritual first and then the soldier.
In fact, there is no need to spend such a lot of trouble, Zhou Yanling laughed roguely and beat me directly, maybe I would say it too.
"Kiss me and I'll tell you everything." The old rogue pointed to his lips.
Wu Fengrong slapped him on the face with a slap, but it was not heavy, and it was a little flirtatious, and then bit his lip hard. Zhou Yanling suddenly had a seizure and pulled him into his arms. He kissed him in a random way to express his dissatisfaction. If a bullet burst outside the door, he could die by Wu Fengrong's mouth. When it was over, Wu Fengrong's eyes were red, and he looked at him violently and frantically.
Zhou Yanling showed a gentle smile and took out his mobile phone: "It's not a lie to you, I really went to prove my innocence. But not to Baihe, but on this train." He took out the text message on his mobile phone and showed it to Wu Fengrong: "Yesterday morning, I received an anonymous text message. Someone told me that the real culprit in the murder case would also take this train from Tongzhou to Baihe."
It was an unknown number, and the text was a bit long—
Mr. Zhou, please take the K4133 train to Baihe on the morning of October 2nd at 5:40. The real culprit of the September 27 murder case will accompany you. If you can find the murderer and the evidence within thirty-two hours, the innocence will naturally come back to you. Remember, the murderer must be found before reaching the terminal, otherwise it will be in vain. Tickets and luggage are ready for you, I wish you a smooth journey and a happy journey.
Wu Fengrong took the phone and read the content three times over and over again, and his expression became very solemn.
Zhou Yanling took out the ticket stub and continued: "Then I received the express, in addition to this train ticket, there is also a file bag, all of which are case information. Well, the preparation is quite complete, I don't think this matter can be easily let go. It's passed, and I'm staying in the city sooner or later someone will come to my door, and getting on the train may be a way of life. As a result, I stabbed someone before I got to the train. There's no explanation, it's not clear, but To say it really has nothing to do with this case, I don’t believe it myself.”
4. The game starts now
"...But if it really has nothing to do with this case, I don't believe it myself."
Wu Fengrong instinctively thought that text messages were nonsense. Who goes to great lengths to put an insurance seller on a train to catch a criminal? Everyone knows that the criminal is in the car, why not call the police directly? If there is any evidence theory, it is not enough to ask the police to explain it. Is a professional criminal police really inferior to a claims investigator? Are you full and playing with excitement
But he kept the doubts on his lips, quickly sorted out his thoughts in his head, and listed a few key clues—
If the text message is true, there is really a murderer on the train, and he or she will not only threaten the safety of other passengers, but may also hinder the smooth operation of the train. Secondly, it is certain that the swordsman who attacked Zhou Yanling also got into the car, and this person may have a murder weapon on him. These two people must not be the same person, because Zhou Yanling can take the blame for the murderer, and it is in line with the murderer's idea to ensure Zhou Yanling's smooth arrest. If it was Wu Fengrong and he met someone who took the blame for him at the station, he would have to call the police. The police would be able to get rid of the crime if they caught Zhou Yanling, but stabbing Zhou Yanling would only make him lose one of the blame.
In other words, there are at least two dangerous people on this train, and the enemy is in the dark.
The vibration of the phone interrupted Wu Fengrong's thinking. Zhou Yanling's face suddenly turned gloomy and grim, and he slammed his phone on the bed. Wu Fengrong picked it up for no apparent reason, but it was still a text message from an unknown number.
-Mr. Zhou, my people will always keep an eye on you, please don't act rashly, I sincerely hope that the wound will heal soon.
Without thinking, he spat: "Fuck! These people are fucking crazy."
Zhou Yanling was in a very bad mood at first, but he was happy to hear him swearing, so he was about to laugh wickedly. Wu Fengrong's eye knife forced him to put down the corner of his mouth that was hooked up. But he