This week has been very dull, and I can finally sleep in. But when my spirit is relaxed, I don't sleep so soundly at night. Whenever in the middle of the night, I can always hear the sound of rustling. I understand that Zhao Mingkun is going out to do his own thing again.
Zhao Mingkun seems to be doing something in secret, and he doesn't want me to find out. Although I know that Zhao Mingkun will leave every night, Zhao Mingkun also knows that I know she will leave, but this incident is as if it never happened. It was tacit understanding with Zhao Mingkun.
Thinking about it carefully, Zhao Mingkun has saved me many times. But I also know that Zhao Mingkun should be investigating Wu Zui's affairs. But since Wu Zui took Guan Zengbin away, he has completely disappeared, as if he had disappeared from Dongxing City.
However, judging from Wu Zui's high IQ, it is not difficult to hide his whereabouts.
But as time went by, I became a little restless. It has been more than a month since Guan Zengbin disappeared, and there are still no useful clues. Gu Chen's investigation only stopped at a hotel outside Xingdong Village, and the clue was broken. We are still unable to pick up this clue again.
However, the most taboo thing in criminal investigation is to be anxious. Once you can't keep calm, you can't keep your head focused on thinking.
And just when we thought that these days would last for a long time, Gu Chen finally called us. Gu Chen's phone call was like an oasis in the desert, giving us hope.
Gu Chen told us on the phone that Rob's address was false, it was the address of a small shop, and Rob didn't work there. But the owner of the canteen told Gu Chen that Rob did ask the boss to leave the letter after receiving it, and he would come to pick it up after a while, but up to now, Rob has not come to pick up the letter.
Gu Chen rented a hotel next to the small shop, and gave the boss five hundred yuan, and told the boss to hold Rob back if he found out. In this way, Gu Chen waited for Rob to appear in the southern city. And a week has passed, and Rob should show up soon, and it won't take long to know the truth.
Gu Chen also told us that Sister Mary found out that two months ago, during the period of ten days, Lu Xiangyang did not use these accounts to log in to any game except for the QQ WeChat and Baidu accounts. Explain that there is no such thing as an appointment with a game player.
However, in the Baidu account that Lu Xiangyang logged into, in the Baidu search records, Lu Xiangyang had searched a large number of Lu Zhiqiu's cases.
However, seven years ago, the Internet was not as developed as it is now, and the number of netizens was far less than it is now. Almost no one posted that incident on the Internet, so it did not become a hot topic at that time. Therefore, Lu Xiangyang probably did not find any useful clues, and did nothing.
Although Lu Xiangyang did not find anything useful, we can infer from Lu Xiangyang's search for Lu Zhiqiu's death case that Lu Xiangyang must be planning revenge, and we can also infer that it all started because It was caused by Lu Xiangyang. Coupled with the matter of paying someone to pretend to be tied into the MLM organization, this is ironclad evidence that Lu Xiangyang is lying.
Although it is not clear that Lu Xiangyang will be punished so much in the end, people who do wrong things will be punished.
I told Zhao Mingkun about Sister Mary's investigation. Zhao Mingkun sat on the ground, looked down at the passing vehicles, and said without turning his head: "Then when will we go to Lu Xiangyang, and have you decided? Even if it was Lu Xiangyang who did it, he was still a minor when he did these things, and with the help of Lu's parents, he probably wouldn't be imprisoned at all."
"But." Zhao Mingkun looked at me: "There will always be a stain on Lu Xiangyang's file. Jiang Xiaochun has already taken the blame on himself. If the family members know that Lu Xiangyang is involved behind the scenes, do you think they can let it go?" Have you been to Lu Xiangyang?"
I shook my head and said firmly, "No."
Zhao Mingkun nodded and said: "That's right, so Lu Xiangyang will never live a good life. Of course, in my opinion, he is not worthy of sympathy. So I want to hear your opinion, what do you decide to do?" ?”
"What about you?" I didn't know what the answer was in my mind, so I looked at Zhao Mingkun again.
Zhao Mingkun shrugged and said: "You ask me? I killed many people, but I am selfish, I don't want to die yet, so I will run away. But Lu Xiangyang doesn't know that we already know everything, if you want to catch him If not, he has no chance of escaping."
I took a deep breath and said for a while, "Go to Lu Xiangyang first, let's take a step and see."
"Okay." Zhao Mingkun nodded.
But we haven't gone to find Lu Xiangyang yet, but Lu Xiangyang found us. It turns out that tomorrow is Lu Xiangyang's eighteenth birthday. As one of the most important days in his life, Lu Xiangyang's parents held a large birthday party for Lu Xiangyang. Lu Xiangyang's father wanted to invite us, but he didn't know Which unit do we belong to, so we had to ask Lu Xiangyang.
Lu Xiangyang found out my phone number through his little girlfriend, so he called me.
And we just agreed, anyway, we are going to see Lu Xiangyang.
After hanging up the phone, I looked at my cell phone and said, "I have to change my cell phone number after this case is over. There are too many people who know about it."
But when the time comes, I will have to trouble Sister Mao to help me buy a mobile phone card.
At noon the next day, we came to Lu Xiangyang's eighteenth birthday party as scheduled. After carefully observing that there were no other people, Zhao Mingkun and I walked in. Sitting in his seat, not long after, Lu Xiangyang's birthday party began.
Lu Xiangyang on the stage was humorous and generous, and a few witty jokes made everyone in the audience laugh out loud. But I heard something different from Lu Xiangyang's smile. I suddenly remembered that it seemed that not long would be the eighth anniversary of Lu Zhiqiu's death. I don't know why I think of this incident on this festive occasion, it is really inappropriate.
The banquet was very lively. After the birthday banquet was over, everyone dispersed, but Xiaoshouxing didn't leave with everyone or even his parents. He was alone, and he was the only one left. When we came out of the hotel, we followed Lu Xiangyang. Lu Xiangyang didn't seem to notice anything, we could see that his back was a bit lonely.
The direction of Lu Xiangyang was a high school, but it was not Lu Xiangyang's high school. I recognized it. Many years ago, Lu Zhiqiu was admitted to Dongxing University from here.
Several teenage children ran out from an alley, and the one who ran in front was a crying boy who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old.
The person chasing him kicked him to the ground, and then a group of people surrounded him.
"I have no money, I really have no money!" The child knelt on the ground and cried.
"Nonsense!" said a child in the crowd who was also fourteen or fifteen years old: "I saw you secretly hiding a hundred yuan in a sock at noon. Don't think I didn't see it. I tell you, hand it over, or you will be killed." you!"
The boy cried louder and begged for a detour: "This is the meal money my mother gave me for a week, please don't take my money, I won't tell my family."
The leader of the fourteen-year-old yellow-haired boy was unmoved, and kicked the boy: "Get out, you dare to tell the parents? Hold him down, take his money away, let's go online!"
While speaking, a group of people moved their hands.
I just wanted to reprimand from a distance, but Zhao Mingkun pulled my arm, and following where Zhao Mingkun pointed, I saw Lu Xiangyang running.
Lu Xiangyang shouted while running: "What are you doing, let him go!"
Those fourteen or fifteen-year-old children were unmoved.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Xiangyang had already run among these people and pulled the crying little boy up. At this time, the one hundred yuan in the boy's socks was already in Huang Mao's hands. Everyone didn't know Lu Xiangyang's background, but relying on the large number of people, they still surrounded Lu Xiangyang in the middle of the circle.
Lu Xiangyang stood in front of the boy and said, "What are you doing, bullying your classmates?"
Huang Mao smiled and said: "Not only do I bully my classmates, but I also want to bully you. Don't think it's great when we are older. I tell you, I will still beat you. Which school are you from? I tell you to pay me the money." Come out, otherwise, man's fists don't have eyes."
I frowned, and a surge of anger arose in my heart, but Zhao Mingkun still held me, and said in a low voice: "Let's see."
I looked at Zhao Mingkun, and saw that the smile on Zhao Mingkun's face didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
"What?" Lu Xiangyang said: "What's the matter with beating me again? What do you see behind?"
Those junior high school students looked back immediately, but from our point of view, there was nothing behind them. But it was too late and then quickly, Lu Xiangyang took the boy's hand and ran out. At this time, the rest of the junior high school students came to their senses and ran after him.
And the boy was kicked to the ground before, his knee was injured, he limped while running, and in a blink of an eye he separated from the fast-running Lu Xiangyang. But it didn't take long before Huangmao led someone to capture the boy. While running outside, Lu Xiangyang looked back, only to see that the boy was surrounded again.
Lu Xiangyang stopped in his tracks, and those junior high school students didn't chase after him either. It seemed that their target was only that boy, and they didn't care about Lu Xiangyang anymore. Lu Xiangyang stood in the distance blankly, looking at those junior high school students. We all know that Lu Xiangyang has two choices at this moment.
One is to leave silently, as if none of this happened, and the other is to go back to save the boy, and the result may be to be severely beaten by these junior high school students who don't know what to do.
Those junior high school students ignored Lu Xiangyang and were yelling at the boy to kneel down, because he dared to run away, so he must be punished.
I can't bear it anymore, I only give Lu Xiangyang ten seconds. If Lu Xiangyang doesn't choose to save the boy, then I will rush over.
Time seemed to stop at this moment, and the surroundings seemed to be dimmed, only Lu Xiangyang in the beam of light could be seen.
Lu Xiangyang still stood where he was, looking at these people.
What choice will he make, on this day when he truly becomes an adult.