After calming down, Ren Yi gradually felt pain from his ribs, ankle, and two scratched palms.
But he didn't say anything, because he clearly saw Gong Yingxian's arm dripping blood, drop after drop, all dripping onto the clean pants he had just changed into. And Gong Yingxian looked calm, as if nothing had happened.
Ren Yi couldn't help it anymore: "Can you still drive? How about I drive."
Gong Yingxian didn't speak.
"It's better to go to the nearest hospital to deal with it. You just went to the hospital a few days ago, and you are living well. Can you stop doing it?"
Gong Yingxian remained silent.
Ren Yi turned up the volume: "With so many messy things in your car, wouldn't you put a first aid kit?"
Gong Yingxian gave him a slanted look: "I have a first-aid kit in my car, and I also said that I have to deal with it myself, and then you threatened me to sue my boss, is your memory so bad?"
Ren Yi was amused: "I'm doing it for your own good. What can you do with a first-aid kit? Apply a Band-Aid? You need debridement, disinfection, stitching, and a tetanus shot for safety. Professional doctors must handle it." He He spoke too fast, causing shortness of breath, stretching his ribs, and causing the muscles on his face to twist slightly in pain.
"Then shut up, it's almost there."
A few minutes later, the car drove into the villa area, and drove into a single-family villa with a terrifyingly large area.
Ren Yi whistled: "This is your home." Although he had already known from Fu Kai that Gong Yingxian's home was unusual, it was far less surprising than the fact that he didn't even know Beijing There are places like this.
As soon as Gong Yingxian stopped the car, the door opened. An old gentleman in a suit and leather shoes walked down the steps quickly, followed by a middle-aged man and woman.
"Master!" The old gentleman ran up to Gong Yingxian nervously, "What does your message mean? Are you injured?"
Gong Yingxian raised his arm.
"My God..."
The middle-aged man came over: "Young master, come in, let me have a look."
Gong Yingxian took two steps, then suddenly stopped and turned around.
Ren Yi just got out of the car.
Several people looked at Ren Yi in surprise.
Gong Yingxian pointed at Ren Yi and said, "Clean him up first." After speaking, he turned his head and left.
Ren Yi frowned. As a normal human being, he was not used to being looked at like an alien.
The old gentleman walked up to Ren Yi: "You are... What is your surname?"
"Hello, my name is Ren, Ren Yi, I..." Ren Yi was not sure which word to use to describe his relationship with Gong Yingxian, colleague
"My surname is Sheng. You can call me Uncle Sheng." Uncle Sheng said with an unconcealable excitement, "You are very welcome, Mr. Ren, the young master actually brought friends back, alas, the young master brought friends back!"
"We're not friends..."
Uncle Sheng took Ren Yi's hand enthusiastically: "Mr. Ren, would you mind cleaning it up first and changing into a set of clean clothes?"
"Oh yes."
Uncle Sheng waved at the middle-aged woman, his tone cheerful: "Hurry up and get ready, the young master has brought his friends back."
"I'm not… "
Ren Yi was pulled into the house by Sheng Bo and brought him a new set of clothes. A person like him who wears training clothes all the year round doesn't pay much attention to clothes, but just by touching the delicate fabric that emits soft light under the light, he can tell that the clothes are worth a lot.
While changing clothes, he checked his ribs in the mirror, and they were bruised, but there was no fracture, but he didn't know if there was any fracture.
After changing his clothes, he limped out. Uncle Sheng was waiting outside the door with a smile on his face: "Mr. Ren, is your foot hurt too?"
"It's okay, it's just a sprain."
"Doctor Wang is treating the young master's wound, and it will be ready soon. I'll take you in and wait. You must be hungry, do you want something to eat?"
"It's so late, it's too troublesome."
"No, no, there are always people in the kitchen."
"Then, anything is fine." Ren Yi was indeed hungry, he couldn't help but think of the salad he ate on the Gong Yingxian car, and added casually, "It's fine if it's hot."
"no problem."
The two passed through the spacious and luxurious living room, went upstairs, and walked to the end of the corridor. Uncle Sheng opened the door, and a small clinic appeared in front of him, with various equipment commonly seen in hospitals.
Uncle Sheng explained: "Master doesn't like to go to the hospital, so he hired a family doctor."
Ren Yi thought to himself: exaggerated.
Gong Yingxian was sitting on the hospital bed, asking Dr. Wang to treat his wounds. He changed into a light gray home clothes, and his bangs hung down a few strands. Finally, he felt a little human.
Dr. Wang looked back at Ren Yi: "I'm sorry to wait a moment, I'll be fine soon."
"It's okay." Ren Yi sat aside, crossed his legs and looked at Gong Yingxian, "I said Dr. Gong, your family is too exaggerated."
Gong Yingxian showed Ren Yi his arm, which had a row of needle-free wound stickers on it, and he said displeasedly, "I also have these in my car."
Ren Yi said embarrassingly, "A minor injury is an injury, have you had the tetanus vaccine yet?"
On behalf of Gong Yingxian, Dr. Wang replied, "I did."
Gong Yingxian said: "Show him his ribs."
Surprise flashed in Ren Yi's eyes, how did he know that his ribs were injured
Dr. Wang came over, lifted Ren Yi's clothes to check, and then touched it with his hands: "It should be nothing serious, let's take a picture and see."
"Can you still make movies here?" Ren Yi couldn't help but click his tongue.
"Some basic instruments are available here."
Ren Yi was taken into the small room next door, where an X-ray was performed.
Dr. Wang shook the film: "It's okay, I didn't hurt my bones."
Ren Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
Dr. Wang treated his sprained ankle and scratched palm, and gave him some anti-inflammatory drugs.
At this time, Uncle Sheng went back and forth, and said with a smile, "Master, Mr. Ren, let's go to the restaurant and have something to eat."
The two of them came to the restaurant. On one side of the table, there were several hot meals, which were exquisitely arranged and presented in a very good way. As far as the standard of late-night snacks was concerned, it was too much. On the other side of the table, there was only a sandwich and A cup of water.
Ren Yi glanced at Uncle Sheng, feeling a little awkward, Uncle Sheng said in a low voice, "It's okay, the young master doesn't like hot food, and he's not used to eating in the middle of the night, please sit down."
The two sat at the table, Ren Yi glanced at Gong Yingxian, and saw that Gong Yingxian was also looking at him.
They seemed to be competing, neither of them would look away first, just staring at each other, Gong Yingxian picked up the sandwich and took a bite, while Ren Yi picked up the hot ribs with chopsticks and threw them into the sandwich. mouth.
The steamed pork ribs with sauce had just come out of the pot, Ren Yi was scalded, he opened his mouth and let out a breath, looking for water everywhere, Sheng Bo quickly handed him the water.
One corner of Gong Yingxian's mouth pulled up almost imperceptibly, and he leaned back in the chair relaxedly, obviously tired too.
Ren Yi was not hindered by the burnt upper lip, and started to eat with big mouthfuls, and said while eating: "There is such a good meal, so you just eat that stuff?"
Gong Yingxian said calmly: "After eating, go and rest for a while, someone will send you back to the squadron tomorrow morning."
"What about you? Are you going to the sub-bureau to interrogate that person?"
"certainly."
"I also need to go."
"Your job is to assist with the investigation of the fire and the rest is the job of the police and police."
"I've been involved so much, do you think I can stand by and watch?" Ren Yi insisted, "I'm going too, and I want to know immediately whether that grandson is an arsonist or not."
Gong Yingxian hesitated for a moment: "All right."
The more Ren Yi eats, the more delicious he is, probably because the blood supply to the brain has gone to the stomach. He chatted and said: "Your family is so rich, and you have strange problems, why do you have to embarrass yourself to become a policeman?" Harmony Chase."
Uncle Sheng's face changed from the side. He secretly glanced at Gong Yingxian, wanting to change the subject: "Master, do you want to have another one?"
Gong Yingxian took a sip of water calmly: "It has nothing to do with you."
Ren Yi was so choked that he had nothing to say, he snorted coldly: "You are right, I am meddling in my own business."
Gong Yingxian got up and left.
Uncle Sheng said embarrassedly, "Mr. Ren, don't take it to heart."
Ren Yi grinned: "Don't worry, if I took it to heart, I would have been pissed off by him."
Uncle Sheng smiled wryly: "It's been so many years, you are the first friend brought back by the young master, we are all very happy."
"I'm not friends with him, we just work together." Ren Yi said bluntly.
Uncle Sheng's eyes dimmed visibly, and Ren Yi immediately regretted it.
Sheng Bofu smiled again: "The young master must have trusted you when he brought you home. I believe you will become friends."
Ren Yi laughed mockingly, he didn't care if he could be friends with Gong Yingxian, he just hoped that while he could complete the work, he would use less fire.
After dinner, Ren Yi was taken to the guest room, he worked for most of the night, tired and uncomfortable, fell asleep.
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After dawn, Ren Yi had another hearty breakfast at Gong Yingxian's house, and then the two headed to the Hongwu branch, but this time it was a full-time driver.
When they arrived at the branch office, Gong Yingxian went straight to the interrogation room. The person he caught yesterday probably sat in the interrogation room all night, nodding his head in sleepiness.
As soon as he saw them coming in, the man stared into his red eyes and shouted, "I didn't set fire to it, and you arrested people without evidence!"
Gong Yingxian pulled up a chair and sat down. He asked coldly, "Name, age, place of origin, ID number."
The man hesitated for a moment, and replied honestly: "Zhou Chuan, 25 years old, from Gushi..."
Gong Yingxian asked him about his situation in detail, and learned that he went to university in Tianqi, and after graduation he worked as a programmer in an Internet company. He resigned a year ago and has been unemployed until now.
Gong Yingxian asked his colleagues to verify Zhou Chuan's basic information, all of which were true.
Gong Yingxian asked: "Why did you appear there last night, why are there so many photos and videos in the camera?"
"I'm just curious. What's wrong with me just taking pictures? Which law stipulates that I can't go there. Why do you arrest me like a criminal?"
Ren Yi sternly said: "Didn't you see the seal? What do you think those seals are for?!"
Zhou Chuan trembled slightly: "Even if there is a seal, I shouldn't go in, so it's not a crime. I don't study law, but I still have common sense of law."
"If you have common sense of the law, you won't take the legal risk of destroying the crime scene just to satisfy your curiosity." Gong Yingxian stared at him, "Don't take us for fools. If you don't tell the truth again, I will put you in prison." Listed as the first suspect in the arson case to investigate."
"I didn't set the fire!" Zhou Chuan yelled, "I really didn't set the fire, I was just curious, I just took pictures of something, I didn't do anything, I didn't break the law!"
"You're lying!" Gong Yingxian slapped the table hard, "If you still don't tell the truth, I will investigate every place you've been to, every purchase you've made, every contact you've had in the past six months. People, every trace left on the Internet, once I find a little suspicious place, I will dig deeper and wider. You better not have any shady things, otherwise I will definitely let you in the evidence. There is nothing to say in front of you!"
Zhou Chuan's face turned pale with fright, his mouth was flattened, almost crying.
Ren Yi knocked on the table: "I advise you to be aware of current affairs. When we find out, you will miss the opportunity to surrender. You are so young, do you really want to spend the rest of your life in prison?"
"No, don't, I just say it!" Zhou Chuan shouted hoarsely.
"Say."
"I... I'm doing a live broadcast."
Ren Yi squinted his eyes: "Live broadcast? The kind of live broadcast on the Internet?"
Zhou Chuan nodded.
"Where did you do the live broadcast? What platform allows you to publish this kind of live broadcast?"
"It's not domestic." Zhou Chuan bit his lip, "It's the kind where the server can't be found."
"Can't find the server?"
"That is, informal platforms, such as pornography and pornographic websites, all have servers located abroad, and the login IPs use proxies, which are difficult to track and cannot be searched on search engines."
Gong Yingxian pondered for a moment: "Like... the dark net?"
"Yes." Zhou Chuan's face was gloomy, "I do the live broadcast, and the photos and videos I upload are all for making money."
"Someone paid you to go to the scene after the fire?"
Zhou Chuan nodded: "It's more valuable if it's on fire."
Ren Yi clenched his fists, a look of ferocity flashed across his face.
Zhou Chuan trembled in fright.
Gong Yingxian's expression became increasingly ugly: "Be more specific."
"Some perverts just have this kind of habit, they just like to watch these things." Zhou Chuan sniffed, "I just rely on this to make a living. I know it's not right, but I really didn't set fire."
Gong Yingxian opened Zhou Chuan's notebook and pulled down the search engine: "Which one."
"The first one." Zhou Chuan said: "However, when you went, my live broadcast was interrupted. After they found out, they probably have canceled the website."
Gong Yingxian looked at the screen, sure enough, the webpage displayed an error: "Who are 'they'?"
"I don't know either. All I have access to are IDs. I don't know who runs the website or who the audience is."
"Then how do you get the money?"
"Using virtual currency, similar to Bitcoin, the blockchain platform we trade is a completely free 'market', and anyone can trade and realize it."
"What is the relationship between this platform and the website?" Ren Yi asked.
"It doesn't matter." Zhou Chuan frowned, "In other words, no one knows whether it matters or not. The market is just a market, and the meaning of the blockchain lies in decentralization. This 'market' does not have everyone, and everyone can Everyone, anyone can use the currency in this 'market' to trade."
Gong Yingxian said to Ren Yi: "The transaction of virtual currency is very complicated. I will ask my colleagues in Internet crimes to assist us. If what this person said is true, the real arsonist may be hiding behind the screen."
"However, arsonists won't just be satisfied with watching behind the screen. They can hardly restrain their desire to go to the scene to reminisce." Books about arson cases.
"Yes, if you can find the person who watched the live broadcast, and compare it with the photos and videos recorded on the spot, you may be able to find that person."
Ren Yi sighed, wondering if it was because he didn't sleep well, his head was swollen and he was groggy. Originally thought that the case could be understood at the moment the alcohol lamp was detected, but they did not expect to involve so much, and the biggest problem with this case is that until now, they still have not been able to determine whether the accident was an accident or not. arson.