Case File Compendium

Chapter 184: Only you can lie to me

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Political Commissar Wang narrowed his eyes: "Professor Xie."

Xie Qing said: "I already know about the He Group's discovery of Obedient Water. I also know about the video in the restored villa."

Political Commissar Wang: "Xiaoyan told you?"

"Yes."

Political commissar Wang motioned to the police flower to bring a chair to Xie Qingcheng: "Sit down."

The old man had a look of exhaustion on his face - Chen Man followed the Guangzhou City Police Force and found illegal drugs during a sudden search of the He Group's warehouse, and then took the initiative to fight and demanded to go to sea to hunt down He Yu and their ships. This kind of action requires a lot of police force, and the officer has no reason to refuse. Now Chen slow and his comrades in the boat are heading for the high seas.

Political Commissar Wang naturally hopes that his grandson will have a lot of success. After all, Chen Man’s half-brother was so powerful in the past. Chen Man was not as good as his brother since he was a child. The grandson is not good, it is not as good as the seed born by an ordinary woman.

But Pan was looking forward to the good of his grandson, and he also didn't want Chen Man to be in any danger. He persuaded Chen slow, but after Chen slow learned the truth about the poisoning of the villa, he insisted on thoroughly investigating the matter of the He family, and he couldn't stop it.

Political Commissar Wang: "The situation is very urgent, and we won't say anything else. How sure are you that you can locate the ship? He didn't even answer his mother's phone."

Xie Qingcheng didn't answer and didn't give any explanation. He took out his mobile phone and put it on the table: "You'll know after you hit it."

Wei Er narrowed his eyes, and with his savage eyes who have been gay for many years in the crowd of men, he felt that He Yu and Xie Qing had an unusual relationship. At that time, the two were entangled in the Xuan Pavilion, although it was caused by love and poison, but The atmosphere was really delicate, and now it seemed that the two really confirmed his conjecture.

Of course, everyone sees through this matter but does not say it, they are all smart people, why do they have to open the window paper so much.

Political commissar Wang was still wary of Xie Qingcheng: "So since you are so close to He Yu, what's your reason for helping us?"

Xie Qingcheng: "First, what happened in the villa is related to me. Second, the matter of obedient water is related to me. Third..." He paused, and after a while, he continued, "Twenty years Before, my parents died in the conspiracy of Duan Wen's organization, and now it seems that Lu Zhishu is also one of Duan Wen's collaborators - I want to know the truth that has been waiting for 20 years. Because that truth is related to my parents ."

After listening, Political Commissar Wang leaned back in his chair and nodded with a sigh.

"Okay... if that's the case..."

The contours of his face relaxed slightly.

"Well, you can indeed… give it a try."

But Political Commissar Wang agreed, but Xie Qingcheng did not call immediately.

He looked at Political Commissar Wang's eyes, which were somewhat similar to Chen Man in outline. Xie Qingcheng remembered the feeling when he just received the call from Chen slow frontline and knew everything.

Chen Nan said on the phone at the time: "Brother - if he really likes you, he knows what his mother has done, why should he continue to work for the tiger and continue to work for his family? He clearly knows what kind of person it is. Criminal organization! I caught him to really ask him... Does he still have a heart!"

"This case is about your parents, my brother, and even He Yu himself... We must stop him before he causes serious criminal consequences, and now is too late, if he starts to make a real deal, or hides Evidence of the crime, or do something else, Brother Xie, you know it." Chen slow said, "The only thing waiting for him is the death penalty."

But did He Yu really do such a thing

Xie Qingcheng remembered the night of separation at Mo Yuxiang, and He Yu hugged him and said that he might not be He Yu anymore in the future.

He remembered that in the office, before he left, He Yu said, if I had to do this just to live, what would happen to you.

His answer at that time was - I'll be standing opposite you, so please don't go.

Xie Qingcheng was willing to believe him. He felt that He Yu would not be the kind of person who would suffer the same misfortune for others.

He also believed in his heart that He Yu would not really stand on his opposite to fight him.

Although what Lu Zhishu did, the eddy involved in it made him angry and shocked, but he thought it had nothing to do with He Yu. There must be some misunderstanding here that the police haven't noticed yet.

So Xie Qingcheng thought that instead of evading it and letting the police chase He Yu and force him to Liangshan to cause irreparable consequences, it is better to cooperate with them and put forward some demands that are enough to return to the world, so that he can still protect him in case of an emergency. He Yu was not injured by accident.

Xie Qingcheng took a breath from his memory, and he said to Political Commissar Wang, "I have a few requests."

"you say."

Xie Qing submitted: "If you locate him, then you cannot use violence against He Yu without sufficient evidence to prove that He Yu has indeed committed a crime."

"This is for sure."

"Secondly, if there is evidence, He Yu did not harm the police, nor can violence be used against him."

Political Commissar Wang and several senior officials looked at each other, and finally Political Commissar Wang said, "Yes."

"Third, if it is really necessary to do something, the police must first ask him the truth and give him a chance to explain."

"Okay, we can do that too."

Xie Qingcheng: "In addition, if possible, I hope to have a direct connection with him to talk."

This kind of online conversation is under the supervision of the police, which is basically beneficial to the police and not harmful, and if there is an emergency, it will be well controlled. Political Commissar Wang also agreed.

"It's all right, do you have any other requests?"

"there is none left."

"Okay." Political Commissar Wang gave him a deep look, "Then let's start."

"Please wait a moment." The door opened again at this time, and this time it was Hu Ting who came in—this is a serious matter, and Hu Ting naturally came here for such a special S-level criminal case.

Except for Political Commissar Wang, everyone in the office stood up and saluted him when they saw him.

Hu Ting waved his hand and stared at Xie Qingcheng.

"I heard your conditions outside. As far as I know, you are Xie Ping's son, right?"

Xie Qingcheng: "Yes."

"Even though your parents were demoted twice before and ended up at the grassroots police station, they are still police officers in the end." Hu Ting said, "I want to ask you, why are all of your conditions a suspect? Consider."

Xie Qingcheng sat upright in the chair and looked up at him: "Because I believe he did not commit a crime, just like I believe my parents were demoted twice and they were framed."

His voice was silent, but his eyes were sharp, and his aura was no less than that of a powerful old police superintendent like Hu Ting.

"I don't want anyone else by my side to suffer injustice again."

Hu Ting narrowed his eyes slightly. This person was obviously contradicting him, and he didn't show any disguised respect for him, but there was no anger on Hu Ting's face. He looked at Xie Qingcheng thoughtfully, as if thinking about it. Xie Qing's words.

In the end he asked, "So, what if the person you believed did harm the police, and if he confirmed the evidence, he refused to submit, and even threatened other people's lives like Huang Zhilong."

Xie Qingcheng: "He won't."

Hu Ting: "What if."

A little silence.

Xie Qingcheng said: "Then leave it to you and deal with it according to the law."

Hu Ting originally looked at him in a semi-oppressive attitude. After a while, he straightened up and said to him, "Please bring your mobile phone." Then he turned to Political Commissar Wang and nodded politely, and then greeted the others. Everyone said, "Go to the command room, connect with Guangzhou City, and try to relocate the missing ship."

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on the high seas.

He Yu adjusted the signal channel on the ship and connected a call in encrypted form. The person on the other end of the call spoke English with a strong slang accent. After He Yu had a simple conversation with him, he asked the assistant to inform the captain of the changed driving route.

He knew what he was doing was wrong, but he couldn't give up halfway.

There are some things that he must get now.

"In about two hours, we will be able to arrive at the berthing location designated by the other party, and the other party will have a ship approaching us to complete the delivery by sea." The assistant said to He Yu.

He Yu said: "I'm very curious who the person sent from Mandela Island is."

Mandela Island is Duan Wen's old lair in Australia. He Yu now knows the name of the island, but the location of the island is vague. Knowing the name is equivalent to knowing a code name, which is actually of no practical use.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to see their faces." The assistant, who had been following Lu Zhi's book, replied to He Yu, "Those people who came out to work on Mandela Island wore special masks and didn't talk much."

He Yu was about to say something else when the phone rang, he glanced at it, it was a contact he was very familiar with.

Xie Qingcheng.

Information content: "Lu Zhishu has been summoned for interrogation. He is suspected of cross-border business of illegal drugs such as rn-13. He Yu, if you have nothing to do with this matter, or have any difficulties, please call me directly."

He Yu's eyes moved slightly.

After a while, another message came in: "I want you to trust me as much as I trust you."

He Yu: "… "

Assistant: "What's wrong?"

He Yu: "...It's nothing. Let the captain arrive at the trading point at full speed. The police's pursuit boat is faster than us. Although they can't fully locate us, they can determine the general direction. The connection is one minute late, which is not good for us. any benefit."

As he spoke, he put the phone back in his pocket and didn't reply.

at the same time. The police command room.

Everyone is waiting for the miracle to happen, and as the time counter on the wall is pushed forward every second, the possibility of such a miracle is gradually decreasing.

Xie Qingcheng was coughing. His health was not good, and he was overdrafted recently. In fact, he was going to Meiyu for treatment today, but when something happened to He Yu, he had to force himself to the police station. At this time, the excessive nervousness made him even more dizzy. But he still persisted, waiting for He Yu's reply—

He didn't choose any too subtle words, and he didn't deceive He Yu in any way. He still remembered what He Yu said to him in the office at that time.

He Yu said, I will always have only one sincerity in front of you.

Because of this sentence, Xie Qingcheng wanted to take a gamble. He hoped that such an honest and heartfelt news could make He Yu put down his guard. He Yu could tell him anything... He could carry it together with He Yu.

The hands of the clock turned round and round.

One minute…

five minutes…

Xie Qingcheng looked at the mobile phone steadily, but in front of him was the scenes of He Yu's past smiling scenes.

"Thank you bro..."

"Xie Qingcheng..."

You have to believe me.

I will never leave me, every minute and every second of my life, I will love you and protect you.

The phone vibrated suddenly!

Almost everyone got up. Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone did not have a password, and everyone could see the information on it. The sheriff who was closest to the mobile phone took it.

Hu Ting said eagerly, "How is it?"

Sheriff: "…It's 10086."

Everyone: "... ah..."

"Damn 10086! Souls are flying!"

"..." Xie Qingcheng's heart surged, and he couldn't help lowering his head and coughing again.

"He probably won't come back." Political Commissar Wang said, "Professor Xie, you overestimated your relationship with him. If he doesn't reply to such news, it has almost confirmed that he is not innocent, and he is helping him. mother exonerated."

Xie Qingcheng became more and more dizzy, especially when he was stimulated again just now, and his back was already covered in cold sweat. He raised his hand to support his forehead, and pressed the dizziness down as much as possible: "Political commissar, I hope you can wait a little longer."

"… "

"I believe in him… "

Political Commissar Wang glanced at him with a complicated expression. In fact, Political Commissar Wang has a good heart, but sometimes he is in his position and has to do some tough things. In the face of such tenacity and respect for his peers in the younger generation Trust, he has some respect in his heart.

Hu Ting looked at him solicitously.

Political Commissar Wang: "Then just wait."

Xie Qingcheng coughed lightly, the smell of blood in his throat: "Thank you..."

Another ten minutes passed.

He Yu was still silent, and the caller did not answer the call. It seemed that the caller had made up his mind and would not give any signal feedback to the police.

The members of this operation have begun to discuss other solutions, or contact Guangzhou City urgently, or contact the technical department again. Xie Qingcheng's blood slowly cooled down... He was still sitting in his seat, his face was bloodless, and there was a buzzing in his ears. He felt so bad for a while, and couldn't hear any voices around him. He only knew that those people had already started a new deployment.

He Yu…

Do you really... have to be...

I want to believe in you... He Yu... You respond... I want to believe in you... I want to help you...

give me your hand.

Just like when you were a child by the flowers of the endless summer, okay

He Yu…

The tinnitus is getting stronger and the dizziness is getting worse.

Xie Qingcheng couldn't hear anything.

He had to try his best to stay awake, not to let himself become so ill that he lost consciousness at this time. So he didn't notice this time, a hand reached out and picked up his phone again from the table.

It's Hu Hall.

After all, Hu Ting is an old policeman who is decisive in killing. He is so ruthless, his words and mental skills are perfect, and he has no personal feelings for Xie Qingcheng or He Yu, so he can be ruthless when handling cases. manifested at this time.

At this moment, he suddenly had another thought and said, "I think I can try it in another way. Can I borrow your mobile phone, Professor Xie?"

"… "

Xie Qingcheng's head was so dizzy, he didn't hear what Hu Ting was saying for a while, and his eyes were blurred and colorful.

It is precisely because Xie Qingcheng was too happy and unhappy, and his illness did not show any signs of pain. Hu Ting was completely unaware of his discomfort, but regarded his silence as acquiescence.

So Hu Ting lowered his head and took Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone and quickly edited a new message for He Yu, but he did not send this message as Xie Qingcheng, but as a staff member of the police station. information:

"He Yu, I suggest that you better turn yourself in, because you are involved in an illegal drug case, and Xie Qingcheng is already at the police station. I know you are evading the police's tracking, and you have made up your mind not to expose yourself. Your own signal source, you will even doubt whether what I said is true, you can doubt it, as long as you are not worried about his life. Don't forget, there are ghosts in the police station who kill people without blinking, you See if you can afford it."

Xie Qingcheng tried his best to get out of the chaotic dizziness at this time. He felt that something was wrong and wanted to stop it: "Wait a minute..."

Hu Ting's fingers pressed down.

"Wait a moment!"

Xie Qingcheng finally recovered from the dizziness, grabbed the phone with his hands, and caught sight of the dazzling prompt "sent".

"… "

The message has been sent successfully.

Xie Qingcheng's complexion was suddenly pale and he didn't look like a living person.

"Hu Ting, you can't do this... You shouldn't deceive him."

He calmed down and wanted to send another message with a white face.

But Hu Ting stopped him immediately: "What are you doing?"

"I have to tell him the truth."

"No!" Hu Ting categorically refused, "We need this case to be solved as soon as possible. If you repost now, the situation will become very chaotic."

"… "

"We promised you that we won't resort to violence unless we have to arrest him. I know you care about his trust in you, but you can rest assured that the police don't want him to make bigger mistakes. We can't fall short, we must seize the opportunity to fight quickly."

"I promise you." Hu Ting looked into Xie Qingcheng's eyes, "we can tell him the whole truth after he calls back, okay?"

"… "

"It's just that you can't do that right now."

"There can be no more sacrifices."

The last sentence is still very important, everyone's eyes are focused on Xie Qingcheng, Xie Qingcheng only feels a splitting headache, he holds the mobile phone, but gradually he can't hold it...

No more people can be sacrificed.

I know you care about his trust in you, but the police don't want him to make bigger mistakes...

You can't do this...

Wei Er: "Xie Qingcheng, are you okay?"

Xie Qingcheng's fingers finally curled up slowly, and dizziness started in front of him again, his ears were buzzing, and he was almost breathless.

Wei Er still cares about his family: "Xie Qingcheng?"

The last bit of blood on Xie Qingcheng's face disappeared: "... I'm fine... I'm fine."

"… "

"wait."

One minute, two minutes...

Everyone present fell into waiting again.

But still silent.

Hu Ting's mental attack did not seem to have penetrated into He Yu's completely solid heart.

Political commissar Wang was extremely frustrated. He just thought that these people were so naive that they would even think about playing emotional cards to make a suspect who ran away, knowing that he would be exposed, reply to their news!

What can he expect? It's better to continue to count on the police station in Guangzhou to use military equipment to break through He Yu's signal stealth program as soon as possible...

However, just when he was so angry that he wanted to get up and smoke a cigarette, the phone that had been silent for a while suddenly rang.

It's just the most common default ringtone, but it made almost everyone in the room stand up suddenly, and several people's faces changed, obviously not a small surprise.

Under the surrounding eyes, the screen of Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone was dimly lit, and the caller ID showed two words:

kid.

And that number was the number of He Yu, who they never found a response...

He Yu even knew that it was probably a trap, so he returned the call! !

Hu Ting was also very surprised. Although he came up with this trick, he only had a faint hope of 1% in his heart. After all, as a smart person like He Yu, unless he really cared about one person to the extreme, otherwise How could it be possible to see such a threat message and ignore it

But He Yu was really—

Hu Ting subconsciously wanted to answer the call that he had thrown out, but Xie Qingcheng didn't give him the phone again this time.

They had to stop He Yu, so they had to make such a lie under extreme circumstances, and He Yu called back. Since he called back, Hu Ju's purpose has been achieved, and the overall situation has been taken into account.

Now only He Yu is kept in the dark, and everyone present will not care about He Yu's feelings, only Xie Qingcheng cares.

Xie Qingcheng would not let anyone lie to him again. He had to make it clear to He Yu himself, so that He Yu would not continue to do anything wrong for the He family and Lu Zhishu.

"Hey."

He Yu's voice was very cold, cold enough to hide his worries.

"Who are you. Why did you take his phone."

Xie Qingcheng supported his body tormented by illness and said hoarsely, "It's me."

The moment he heard his voice, the person on the other end of the phone seemed to understand everything, and was suddenly silent.

"… "

"He Yu. It's me."

"… "

Xie Qingcheng didn't even say the next sentence, he heard the phone hang up, leaving only the busy tone of beeping.

"The suspect is exposed! Urgently receive information from Guangzhou City for investigation!"

"Information reconnaissance received! The satellite positioning of this mobile phone signal has been traced! The location is—"

There were younger police officers in the office. When they heard the real-time news from the loudspeaker, they shouted excitedly and gave high fives. Xie Qingcheng was the only one standing there, the blood all over his body was cold—

He Yu refused any explanation with them and any communication with him.

What is He Yu doing? ! Did he really choose to take a dark path? !

Xie Qingcheng did not believe it.

Even at this moment, he didn't believe that He Yu would make such a choice, but now He Yu is indeed avoiding the police's investigation, and he has also refused his extended hand.

He Yu no longer held him like the child sitting in the endless summer flowers.

Perhaps as early as when he rejected He Yu so many times before, He Yu had his own ideas. He was never a passive person, and he was smarter and better at covering himself up than any child he had ever met.

At the same time, on the high seas, He Yu hung up the phone with a pale face.

He clenched his phone tightly and looked at the vast sea.

He is an evil dragon, only Xie Qingcheng knows his softness, and at this critical moment, Xie Qingcheng still handed the sword to someone else and stabbed at his inverse scale.

He Yu closed his eyes and remembered what the man said to him before he left. At that time, Xie Qingcheng said that he would stand opposite him.

He once thought that Xie Qingcheng would be somewhat unbearable and could forgive him for his willfulness even once. It turned out not to be the case.

Thinking of these words now, he only felt that his heart was torn apart, silently painful.

"Mr. He!" About ten minutes later, the assistant suddenly roared, pointing to a vague shadow in front of him, "Come here! The ship from Mandela Island is here!"