Troubleshoot.
Check again.
Continue to investigate.
One clue, the scope is too large.
That night, more than 120 vehicles were initially locked.
Huang He used all available personnel in the Criminal Investigation Brigade.
Traffic police, Internet police, and various information resources are also collected one by one.
Then verify, exclude, and find useful information.
In the criminal investigation team, the lights were brightly lit.
Bai Muchuan's eyes turned red, but he stayed at the scene all the time.
Fang Yuanyuan sent a message every half hour to ask Huang He if he had any news.
All Huang He could give her was a wry smile, and there was no time to send any extra comfort—
At one o'clock in the morning, Bai Muchuan's long-lost cell phone rang.
He hurriedly picked it up, but when he saw the calling number, his face darkened.
"Hey?"
As soon as a word fell, a sharp female voice came from over there.
"What are you doing? Huh? What the hell are you doing…"
The vague accountability came from his microphone, and Huang He frowned when he heard it.
Bai Muchuan: "What's the matter, I'll talk about it when I return to the capital."
"..."
I don't know what else was said there, Bai Muchuan suddenly sneered.
"No one can make me do anything. Only I want to, or don't want to!"
Before he hung up, there seemed to be an angry yelling over there.
Huang He didn't know who he was talking to, and felt a little uncomfortable with such an awkward atmosphere.
"White team, are you okay?"
Bai Muchuan hummed, "It's okay. I'm going outside to smoke a cigarette, hurry up—"
…
At the end of the corridor, the light is very dark.
This is a blind spot that cannot be covered by air-conditioning.
Bai Muchuan leaned there, the fireworks flickering at his fingertips, the dots of light under the black curtain and the handsome man combined into a melancholy freehand painting.
Pretty, but chilling.
He silently looked at the inky sky outside the window.
The smoke is not smoked, but burned slowly.
Cheng Zheng put his hands in his pockets, approached silently, wrinkled his nose in disgust, and fanned his hand to remove the smell.
"Smooth less!"
Bai Muchuan glanced at him, and passed one from the cigarette case.
Cheng Zheng refused, "When a person is emotionally disturbed, smoking cigarettes has the same effect as drinking alcohol, and the damage to the body will be multiplied! Do you want to die a few years earlier?"
"Heh!" Bai Muchuan laughed.
It's a sneer, like hearing some joke.
He slowly stuffed the cigarette back, put it in his mouth, and squinted his eyes to take a puff.
"Don't you want to pursue others? Now that everyone is gone, I don't see you nervous?"
"Is it useful to be nervous?" Cheng Zheng asked indifferently, "Finding a rescue method as soon as possible is more practical than being nervous."
In a sense, Xiang Wan's analysis of his and Bai Muchuan's personalities was correct.
They all have the coolness and reality shared by high-end men—
However, Cheng Zheng is more rational than Bai Muchuan.
Bai Muchuan was cold on the flesh, and Cheng Zheng was cold on the flesh.
"After smoking, let's go to work. Find someone back to Kyoto to deal with your business..."
After Cheng Zheng finished speaking, he turned and walked to the technical team.
Looking at his elegant and slender back, Bai Muchuan was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly threw the cigarette butt on the ground irritably, crushing it with his feet.
"I don't need you to point out my work."
"This is not your job." Cheng Zheng turned his head and looked at him squarely. "Two days ago, you were no longer the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Hongjiang District. The acting captain is now Huang He."
Bai Muchuan looked at him coldly.
"So, you think you are qualified to manage me?"
Cheng Zheng laughed, "No, I'm not here to care about you, I'm here to remind you. Since Xiang Wan's social relationship is so simple, and he's not a very rich family, why would there be kidnappers blocking the alleyway to find her out? ? White team, I am very suspicious of your professionalism, your mind, and your ability from ICPO at this moment—"
He strode away.
Bai Muchuan's forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat.
Caring is messy.
Chaos makes no sense.
He gritted his teeth and quickly returned to the office, calling Tang Yuanchu.
"Give me the file of the 720 case!"
Tang Yuanchu glanced at Huang He, saw him nodding, and hurriedly followed suit.
…
"Squeak."
"Gah-ga-ga-"
There are no human voices, only insects and birds.
Xiang Wan didn't know where he was.
The room was empty with a few simple wooden tables and chairs and a bed. The only window was pasted with newspapers from the 1980s, which had already turned yellow. The skylight leaking through the gaps in the newspapers was enough for her to see the light outside clearly.
It's night.
A whole day has passed since I was taken captive here in the morning.
However, there is still a big difference between reality and TV drama.
There was no threat or intimidation, and no one asked her to contact her relatives to demand a ransom.
In fact, the other party has not raised any conditions with her so far.
The two men in black threw her here and left her alone.
Among the meals served at noon, there is also a plate of twice-cooked pork, which is not bad.
They didn't take the initiative to talk to her, and they didn't answer her questions.
Xiang Wan couldn't go out, couldn't ask for help, he could only wait.
"what!"
Xiang Wan yawned long and put his feet on the bamboo chair.
The furnishings in the room are very simple, no different from ordinary rural houses—
The reason why she didn't yell is that this is not only a rural area, but also desolate. When she got off the car, she didn't see any other people's houses nearby.
Damn! Who did you meet
Stealing wealth and sex, give me an accurate answer!
When Xiang Wan yawned for the fifth time, there was finally a sound of footsteps outside the door.
The old wooden hitch was pulled and the door pushed open.
The two men who pulled her in stood on both sides, one on the left and one on the right, like two door gods.
"Uncle Ming, people are inside."
The electric light was turned on, and it was very dark like a will-o'-the-wisp.
A man in his fifties or sixties was standing at the door, with presbyopic eyes and gray temples, he stared at her with a stern face, but his face was kind and not in harmony with the style of the painting—
It's not a facialized image of a criminal at all.
Xiang Wan's heart hanging in his throat relaxed slightly, and he moved his hands and feet.
She had sat for too long, and her hands and feet were sore.
"Old sir, what do you want to do with me here?"
She cuts to the chase and has a lot of courage. The old man pushed his glasses and was stunned, then slowly walked into the door. At this time, Xiang Wan found that when he was walking, his back was already a little rickety. Although he was dressed well and looked either rich or expensive, he couldn't hide the vicissitudes of life emanating from the wrinkles on his face. live.
"Stay outside!"
After the old man gave his orders, the two door gods answered.
"yes!"
They bowed their heads and closed the door.
The "squeak" sound of the old wooden door made Xiang Wan's heart shudder.
She clenched her fists, looked at the approaching man, and pursed her lips.
"You haven't answered me yet. What is your purpose?"
The man stopped not far in front of her, looked at her motionless for a moment, and suddenly smiled.
"Girl, you are very brave!"
Girl, such an affectionate address made Xiang Wan a little overwhelmed, and even more unable to guess his identity.
"Who are you? If you have something to say, don't gossip about your relatives!"
The old man raised the corners of his lips, grinned, took two steps closer, sat on a chair not far from her, and slowly turned his head to face her, with a terrifying majesty in his smiling eyes .
"My name is Xu Zuming!"
Uh! The name is a little familiar.
Xiang Wan tried hard to search for the information in her mind—
At this time, he heard him add, "Xu Zhaodi's father."
The word Xu Zhaodi seemed to have some kind of terrifying magic power, and Xiang Wan's nerves popped out.
She narrowed her eyes, "So, you brought me here... to avenge your daughter?"
Xu Zuming restrained his expression and asked her seriously, "Do you think I shouldn't?"
Xiang Wan's back was aching, "I didn't kill her! Are you disrespecting your daughter too much by coming to trouble me?"
Xu Zuming: "You don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you."
sky!
Xiang Wan was broken.
How do you explain it to an old man who lost his only daughter
Xiang Wan was stuffy and hot, and his heart was almost suffocated. Under Xu Zuming's complicated gaze, she felt as if she was being burned all over, and she finally recovered her dry voice.
"Sir, we have to reason—"
Xu Zuming chuckled, "For an old man without children, reasoning is useless."
Ok.
This makes perfect sense.
In the dilapidated room, there was no sound for a while.
Xiang Wan thought quietly for a while, "Then tell me, what are you going to do to me?"
Her calmness was beyond Xu Zuming's surprise.
He looked at her in silence for a long time, then spoke in a hoarse voice.
"I just brought her ashes back from Ganzhou today. So I made you wait here for nothing."
"..." The donkey's lips don't match the horse's mouth
Sensing the sourness in his tone, Xiang Wan sighed, "It's not convenient for me to persuade you. But old man, the dead are gone, and the living are strong! Your daughter must wish you a good life..."
"She wished that I would die early!"
Xiang Wan: "..."