Hearing this, Fu Zhuang, who was sitting at the back, poked his head forward and was shocked: "Is it such a coincidence? No, I thought this person was bad before, but did he actually kill someone... I still befriend him Fuck it! I'm so fucking numb..."
This news also made Wen Yifan feel incredible.
But after thinking about it again, I feel that this is indeed something that Che Xingde can do.
"The specific situation is not clear." Qian Weihua said, "No one has been caught yet. Maybe he heard the wind in advance and ran away, but everyone around him was taken for interrogation, and the burial place was Che Xingde. My sister broke it out."
Wen Yifan thought for a while and asked, "Who reported it and what recording?"
After listening to Qian Weihua finishing all the situation, Wen Yifan slowly smoothed it out.
The woman who went to the police station to report was called Zheng Lin, the daughter-in-law of Che Yanqin and Wen Ming's wife. One night a few weeks ago, she was molested by a drunk Che Xingde, and the family made a lot of trouble because of it.
All the neighbors around me knew about this.
In Che Yanqin's tearful pleas, Zheng Lin reluctantly agreed not to bring this matter to the police station. But the couple moved out of the house that night, as if to cut off contact with them, and never returned home.
Also because of this, Che Yanqin contacted Wen Ming many times, trying to ease the relationship between the mother and son.
After a certain call ended, Wen Ming didn't hang up the phone. After that, Che Yanqin quarreled with Che Xingde again.
Said that the dog Che Xingde couldn't stop eating shit. He had raped and killed the girl from the Guo family next door before, killing him. In the end, she had to wipe his ass. Now, she is repaying her kindness and revenge, even her daughter-in-law.
At that time, Zheng Lin was by his side and directly recorded this conversation. After listening to Wen Ming, he knew the girl from the Guo family, and if he remembered correctly, she had indeed been missing for several years.
Make this conversation more real.
Although he left Wen's house, Zheng Lin couldn't swallow the harassment and molestation by Che Xingde. After much consideration, I still chose to report to the police station.
Wen Yifan was silent and continued typing on the keyboard.
Wen Yifan should have known this girl from the Guo family and lived near Wen Liangxian's house. The name is Guo Ling, she is beautiful and tall, and her character is withdrawn and reserved, but her temperament is very good.
Wen Yifan once got on the bus without a bus card. After Guo Ling saw it, she just invested money for her without saying a word.
Before that, neither of them said a word.
After that, there was no further interaction.
Wen Yifan didn't go home because of the urgent business trip. He only brought some simple luggage that had been in the unit for a long time. On the way, she took the time to send a message to Sang Yan, explaining that she was going to Beiyu on a business trip.
Qian Weihua drove the car to the back mountain where the body was found.
The scene has been cordoned off, and two police officers are still on duty at the entrance.
Qian Weihua got out of the car and communicated with the police, but he showed no comment. The three could only take a general picture of the nearby situation, and then drove to the nearby police station.
On the way, Fu Zhuang still thought this was absurd and hateful: "So Che Xingde's sister helped him dispose of the body together? If it wasn't for this daughter-in-law, how long would this girl have to stay in the wilderness..."
Qian Weihua sighed: "There are all kinds of people in this world."
Wen Yifan was not in a good mood either.
Beiyu is a small town, and its facilities and equipment are relatively backward. Except for the previous tunnel collapse, there has been no major incident. In this case, most of the police force was deployed from Nanwu.
After a whole day, the group did not ask anything new.
But by coincidence, Wen Yifan met the policewoman who had taken her in at the police station.
In the past few years, the appearance of the female police officer has not changed much, but there are more gray hairs on the temples. When she saw Wen Yifan, the female police quickly recognized her, but she didn't seem to remember her name.
Wen Yifan smiled and said hello to her: "Aunt Chen, I am Yifan."
Aunt Chen has kind eyes and smiles: "I haven't seen each other for many years. You are now a reporter."
"Well, I'm here on a business trip. I'm a news reporter at Nanwu Radio." Wen Yifan said, "How are you doing?"
"It's good, it's good." Aunt Chen babbled, "Chen Xi is doing well, she just settled down with her boyfriend and is about to get married. Was the relationship between the two of you good at that time? After you left , she has been thinking of you for a while, talking about you all day long."
"I saw it, she posted it on her Moments." Wen Yifan curled his lips, "I will definitely come to participate when she gets married."
"Okay, you must come over then." Aunt Chen raised her hand and touched her head, "Girl, it's fine. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to come out at that time. I didn't know you were so good at being a reporter. "
Wen Yifan paused, his eyes inexplicably warm: "Don't worry, that matter didn't affect me much."
Aunt Chen smiled again: "That's good. Be good."
…
After leaving the police station, it was too late.
The three planned to find a small B&B nearby to live in, and then go to interview Guo Ling's family members or neighbors the next day. After getting into the car, Fu Zhuang asked curiously, "Sister Yifan, do you recognize the policewoman just now?"
Wen Yifan nodded: "I lived here for two years before."
Fu Zhuang suddenly snorted, but did not continue to ask.
Back at the homestay, Wen Yifan lay on the bed, not in a hurry to take a shower. She took out her mobile phone from her bag, turned it on, and happened to see a message from Sang Yan: [Call me after work]
Wen Yifan called him immediately.
It was quick.
Sang Yan's voice came along the receiver, a little more magnetic than usual: "Are you at the hotel?"
Wen Yifan: "Yes. I booked a homestay."
"Are you sleepy?"
"It's okay," Wen Yifan tucked the pillow into his arms and said softly, "Sang Yan."
"how?"
"There is something wrong with Che Xingde. He is now a suspect in the murder case and is still running away." Wen Yifan instructed, "Although I may think too much, I am afraid that he will come to you. Be careful when you go out for a few days."
Hearing this, Sang Yan was silent for a few seconds: "Why did you go to Beiyu on business for this?"
Wen Yifan hummed.
"Okay, I get it. Why are you afraid that something would happen to my old man all day long?" Sang Yan felt amused, "Wen Shuangjiang, don't you have to pay more attention? Listen to the words in the recorder."
Hearing his answer, Wen Yifan was relieved: "With you as a real person, why should I listen to the voice recorder?"
Sang Yan: "Isn't it kind of hypocritical to say it directly?"
Wen Yifan couldn't help but laugh and didn't force it.
After all, she could recite the words in the recorder.
"Sang Yan, today I met a policewoman I knew before. That is, I called the police at that time." Wen Yifan shared today's events with him, "Then I moved out from my uncle's house, and the police took me in. a period of time."
Sang Yan listened quietly: "Well."
"I didn't expect to meet her, I'm quite happy." Wen Yifan's lips curled up, "Her daughter Chen Xi happened to be my classmate in high school, and she took good care of me at the time."
"Really?" Sang Yan said, "then find a chance to visit them together."
"Yeah. We can go together when Chen Xi gets married." Wen Yifan said, "I saw her friend circle that she posted some time ago. She was proposed by her boyfriend, and she should be getting married soon."
As soon as these words came out, Sang Yan's side immediately quieted down.
Wen Yifan continued: "But I don't know exactly when, I'll see if you have time."
Sang Yan dragged her last tune with "Oh" and laughed: "Wen Shuangjiang."
Wen Yifan blinked: "What's wrong?"
His tone was somewhat playful: "Are you implying me?"
"..." Wen Yifan was a little unresponsive, "What?"
"Isn't your birthday coming soon, remember to make a good wish this time." Sang Yan chuckled a few times, and said slowly, "Don't worry. As usual, I will help you realize it."
hang up the phone.
Wen Yifan was still in bed reacting for a while, remembering what Sang Yan said to her on her birthday last year.
- "What wish did you make?"
——“If you don’t say it, how can I help you realize it?”
She made a prevarication at the time, it was about her work.
Then Sanyan said again.
- "Oh, I thought you wanted me to be your partner."
Wen Yifan scratched his head, thinking about what he just said, making Sang Yan say the word "hint". After a few seconds, she suddenly remembered that Chen Xi was about to get married.
marry.
Catching this word, Wen Yifan looked stunned.
His face burned instantly.
The next day, the three went to Guo Ling's parents' house.
Because the emotions of the relatives of the victims are generally collapsed at this moment, they are completely in no mood to negotiate with the media reporters. I thought it would be closed like every previous interview, but after hearing the intention, Father Guo was silent for a moment, and let them in.
During the whole interview, Guo's father was very cooperative.
According to his memories, he talked about the situation of Guo Ling on the day of the accident.
Guo Ling's mother died young and was brought up by her father alone. But Guo's father was irritable and didn't know how to get along with a girl of Guo Ling's age, so the relationship between the two fathers and daughters had always been tense.
The last time Father Guo saw Guo Ling was at home.
The two had a big fight over something, Guo Ling's eyes were red, and she angrily said "I will never go back to this house again", and then slammed out the door.
Speaking of which, Father Guo lowered his head and covered his eyes with one hand. He was tall and strong, and at this moment seemed to have aged ten years in an instant: "...I never thought that after she said that, she would never come back."
"… "
"All these years, I've always thought she was angry with me and didn't want to come back to see me." Father Guo's voice choked, "It would be great if this is the case, how could such a thing happen to my girl..."
Everyone else was speechless.
At this moment, any words of comfort are heavy.
"I heard from the police that the beast has not been caught." Father Guo suddenly grabbed Wen Yifan's arm and said pleadingly, "Trouble you guys, can you show the picture of the beast on TV so that everyone can Pay attention, let my girl rest in peace..."
Wen Yifan reassured: "We will report truthfully."
…
After leaving the Guo family, the emotions of the three were affected.
After a long time, Fu Zhuang said, "Oh, it's too uncomfortable."
"… "
"It seems that Dad Guo cooperated with the interview because he wanted us to spread more photos of Che Xingde. But how can it be put on the news, and it will cause people to panic." Fu Zhuang said, "But also It's not good to tell him."
Wen Yifan looked at the bus stop outside the window, a little lost.
Qian Weihua: "Just do what we need to do."
"Well." Wen Yifan regained his senses and said slowly, "There is no way to help here. We can only wait for the suspects to be arrested. After the truth is revealed, the truth will be made public."
Hope, this is another way to comfort the victims in the spirit of heaven.
The three stayed in Beiyu for a few more days.
I interviewed Che Xingde's friends and colleagues at the time, and then handed over to the police several times before returning to Nanwu. According to the remarks of the colleague in charge of the situation in Nanwu, it is also clear that Che Xingde is still escaping.
Che Yanqin is also being detained for the crime of covering up.
The relatives around him have become the focus of observation.
After returning to Nanwu, Wen Yifan was also called to the Public Security Bureau to make a record. After that, she had to continue to follow up on the incident. The whole National Day holiday was plagued by all kinds of things, so she didn't even take a day off.
Wen Yifan also received a call from Zhao Yuandong one day.
Perhaps because of such a big incident, Zhao Yuandong wanted to ask Wen Yifan to mention it. But at that time, she was busy with something, so she didn't receive it in time, and she didn't call back after that.
These days, Wen Yifan has arrived home very late.
After taking a bath, he immediately closed his eyes and went to sleep, and when he got up, he went out again, and he didn't have much time to spend with Sang Yan. He didn't have any complaints about it, and he didn't talk to her, he just urged her to go to bed quickly.
After the National Day holiday, Wen Yifan was granted a day off. Sang Yeon's vacation also ended at the same time, and the two were perfectly staggered.
Wen Yifan could only make up for a whole day's sleep at home by himself, and slept in such a dark night that he didn't even notice when he came back from get off work. After waking up, she stumbled out of the room and saw Sang Yan sitting on the sofa drinking water.
Sensing her figure, Sang Yan raised her eyes: "Awake?"
Wen Yifan hummed, walked over and lay on top of him, like a koala. Her thoughts were still occupied by the residual sleepiness, and she even spoke slowly: "When did you come back?"
"Just came back, not long after." Sang Yan hugged her back and continued to drink water, "How long have you been sleeping?"
"I don't know, I sleep for a while and wake up for a while." Wen Yifan said, "Have you eaten dinner yet?"
"Well." Sang Yan said, "Can you still sleep tonight?"
Hearing this, Wen Yifan's eyelids moved, and he raised his head and emphasized, "I don't have the strength."
"..." Sang Yan instantly understood the meaning of her words, and she was angry and happy, "What did I say you have no strength?"
"Oh." Wen Yifan honestly admitted his mistake, "Then I misunderstood."
"Who do you take me for?" Sang Yan pinched her face, staring at the green ashes under her eyelids, "Okay, if you're still sleepy, go take a shower and sleep. Isn't it just a day off?"
Wen Yifan was still lying on top of him: "Well."
The two stayed silent for a while.
Wen Yifan suddenly said, "Sang Yan."
Sang Yan: "Huh?"
"Where did you say Che Xingde went, how long has it been," Wen Yifan's thoughts drifted a little, and he muttered in a low voice, "He has no money, and no one is helping him now, why can't he catch anyone."
"I'll catch it." Somehow, Sang Yan always had a bad premonition, and added, "Don't go home alone during this time."
"Um."
"Wait for me to pick you up."
This case has never caught the suspect, and the police have been blocking the news, so it can't continue. The group can only put this report on hold first, and go to other topics first.
Although every day longing for scum like Che Xingde to be brought to justice as soon as possible, Wen Yifan did not put all his energy on it.
Saturday afternoon.
Because of the extra day off to make up for the National Day, Sang Yan also has to go to work on this day. When it was approaching six o'clock, Wen Yifan received his WeChat message and asked her when she got off work as usual.
Glancing at the remaining workload, Wen Yifan estimated the time: [Eight thirty.]
Sang Yan: [OK.]
the other side.
After noticing that the time was almost up, Sang Yan took the key to the car and left the company. He habitually drove the car to Shang'an, and wanted to drive to the downstairs of the TV station to find a place to park.
But for some reason, there are so many people in Shang'an today, and there are not even a few parking spaces left.
Sang Yan circled around, raised her eyebrows slightly, and was thinking about whether to park her car in Ruin Street, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a small alley nearby. Although he didn't expect much, he still started the car and drove inside.
Before driving in, Sang Yan suddenly noticed a man standing along the wall.
The man is not tall and fat. On such a hot day, he also wore a hat and mask to cover his appearance tightly. He seemed to be hiding from someone, but he seemed to be looking for someone, and from time to time he looked at the door of the TV station.
Sang Yan's fingertips tapped on the steering wheel.
The road in the alley is narrow, noticing the car, the man subconsciously stepped aside to make room for him.
In this move, Sang Yan caught a glimpse of his slightly familiar eyebrows.
Gradually it coincided with the guesses in his mind.
It's Che Xingde.
Sang Yan's brows narrowed slightly, and his anger rose again. He picked up his phone from the side and quickly dialed 110. He turned his head away, suppressed his voice, calmly described the situation, and then hung up the phone. Noticing that the car had been silent here, Che Xingde slowly realized that something was wrong. He took a few steps closer, and when he noticed Sang Yan's face in the car, he immediately took two steps back.
Then run away.
Afraid that he would run away, Sang Yan also got out of the car and chased in the direction of Che Xingde.
Sang Yan, who was taller than Che Xingde, grabbed his arm from behind and pinched him. With his chest up and down, he pressed Che Xingde against the wall, extremely angry: "What are you doing here?"
"Fuck you! You son of a bitch!" Che Xingde's face was pressed against the concrete wall, struggling hard, "Don't fucking touch Lao Tzu! Is there something wrong with you!"
Sang Yan's fear gradually subsided, and she was very fortunate that she had come over. He stared at Che Xingde, and didn't get angry at his foul language: "Hello."
Che Xingde turned his head to look at him with difficulty.
"You're tired after running for so long? What are you doing to find guilt for yourself?" Sang Yan lowered her eyes, biting her words, "Isn't it good to go to the prison safely?"
Hearing this, Che Xingde's face changed instantly: "You're only in prison, I'm in your mother's prison!"
Sang Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, fixed his arms, and pulled out of the alley forcefully.
Che Xingde was completely unable to match his strength. After a few insults, he began to beg for mercy: "Please, I didn't do anything, did I? I didn't do anything! I was wronged!"
"What about this," Sang Yan said lazily, "you go and tell the police."
"… "
Seeing that he was about to be pulled out of the alley by him, Che Xingde became more and more panic, and the desire to escape stimulated his potential. At a certain moment, he forcefully shook Sang Yan's hand away.
Sang Yan took a few steps back, and in the process something fell out of his pocket, rolled a few times, and made a slight noise. Sang Yan was facing him, and instantly met his sinister eyes.
"Fuck you bitch!" Che Xingde took out a knife from his pocket and pounced in his direction, the silver blade was lit by the street lamp, and a light flashed, "I want to see who the fuck is Miserable people!"
After finishing his things, Wen Yifan curled his lips and called Sang Yan habitually.
But this time the other end didn't pick up with the usual bang.
While waiting, Wen Yifan glanced at the table, and suddenly noticed that Leo took the recorder on the table. She picked it up subconsciously, and at the same time, it was picked up over there.
She was about to speak, but a strange female voice came from there: "Hello?"
Wen Yifan paused: "Hello, may I ask who you are?"
"Ah, I just found this phone," the woman said. "The owner of the phone has just caught a prisoner and was stabbed by a knife. Now he's taken to the hospital. Are you his friend? Do you want to take this phone? Give you?"
Wen Yifan snorted blankly, as if he didn't understand her words: "What?"
Woman: "I don't know what's going on, but there's still a lot of blood left..."
After a few seconds of silence, Wen Yifan's voice trembled a little: "Is the injured person named Sang Yan?"
"I don't know." The woman said, "He's tall and thin, and he seems to be quite handsome."
Hearing this, Wen Yifan pinched the palm of his hand with his fingertips, raised his foot and ran outside: "Where are you now?"
…
Wen Yifan glanced in the alley that the woman mentioned, and immediately saw blood on the ground. She was cold all over, and she couldn't believe that it seemed to be fulfilled at this moment, her mind was blank, and she took Sang Yan's mobile phone that the woman picked up.
The screen has been shattered several times, and the corners are still stained with dust.
Wen Yifan turned on the screen, and he could see the photo of the two on the Ferris wheel.
After asking a few more questions, Wen Yifan said softly "Thank you". She turned her head and saw Sang Yan's car parked at the entrance of the alley. She continued walking, stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and got into the car to go to the city hospital.
All terrible thoughts came to mind at this moment.
Let her not dare to think about it at all.
Wen Yifan thought of the day his father died.
But that day, on the way, she was accompanied by Sang Yan.
This time she was alone.
Wen Yifan didn't want to scare himself. She believed Sang-yeon's promise and tried to control her emotions, her hands still shaking uncontrollably. The strength in her hand tightened, and the mist gradually filled her eyes, and the tears fell on the back of her hand one after another.
Icy cold.
In this hot day, it seems to be able to penetrate through the skin and freeze into her bones.
Vision blurred.
Wen Yifan stared at the recorder in his hand and Sang Yan's mobile phone. At this time, he didn't know which button of the recorder he touched, and a man's cold and arrogant voice suddenly sounded in the quiet car.
——"Wen Shuangjiang, pay attention to safety at work. Your partner told you to go home safely."