This was one of the people who gave Zhang Meizhen a malicious coax. He was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt. When he found that there was no signal here, he had an inexplicable foreboding. He quietly rubbed against the window. He tried to find little signal. At the same time, listen carefully to Zhang Meizhen and the others.
I heard Zhang Meizhen ask, "You mean, Wang Jiusheng didn't care about you?"
"After I was released from prison, I also wanted to go and find my former brothers, but they were all rich and became 'generals', and they couldn't get in touch with others... They were all juniors, and I didn't know who they were." Self-proclaimed Ruan This guy from Xiaoshan endlessly tugged at his clothes, occupied his hands and eyes, and dared not look at the beggar gang. He said, "Because of my impulsiveness and my weak concept of the legal system, I only know how to pay attention to the so-called 'righteousness of the rivers and lakes'. , failed to fully consider the consequences of his actions, so that he caused a catastrophe, harming others and himself..."
His long series of words is smoother than "Guangkou", and there are no punctuation marks in one breath. It can be seen that during the reformation period in prison, he did a lot of ideological reports. He was sentenced to seven years in prison, and his tongue has been tempered and developed. muscle memory.
Zhang Meizhen was stunned. He had already finished talking about the two main lines of "repentance" and "repentance to death", and he was about to enter the sublimation theme - looking forward to the future.
Zhang Meizhen hurriedly interrupted his thought report: "What do you live on now?"
Ruan Xiaoshan glanced at her blankly, and stood there thinking for a long time, it seemed that he couldn't make an effective summary of his life, so he could only vaguely say: "Everywhere... please help, someone will give you some pocket money. "
Zhang Meizhen asked him, "Did you lead the kidnapping case back then?"
Ruan Xiaoshan stared down at the toes of his shoes and nodded reluctantly. He had answered this question too many times.
Zhang Meizhen raised her sharp eyebrows and asked meaningfully: "Think about it, you are going there yourself? No one instructed? Has no one pushed you?"
In the corner, the man in the grey shirt failed to send the third WeChat message again, sweat on his forehead, he became anxious, just heard Zhang Meizhen's words, and couldn't help raising his voice: "Zhang Meizhen, what do you mean? Who are you talking about thirty-six years ago?"
"I just want to put an end to this grievance completely," Zhang Meizhen replied lightly, "the people on both sides of us had a lot of trouble because of this, and we didn't sit down and have a good chat about the cause and effect. Now everyone is calm, right? Break up the old things so you don't have to take them to the grave."
When Ruan Xiaoshan heard this, he knelt down with a "pop", and the few people behind him also knelt down as if in a conditioned reflex. Tipping his knees and taking a few steps forward, Ruan Xiaoshan said in Yang Qing's direction with a crying voice: "I'm sorry for you... I actually wanted to scare you, but I didn't expect to kill you... I didn't expect..."
Behind Yang Qing sat a row of elderly people sparsely. At first glance, it condensed into a heavy cloud of twilight energy. After more than 30 years of hatred and guilt, these bitter masters did not even have the strength to stand up. Yes, they listened to the howl of the murderer silently and numbly, with a few pairs of eyes staring at Ruan Xiaoshan, and no one said a word.
"Fang Master Yang," Zhang Meizhen turned to Yang Qing and said, "I grew up watching these children. They did something wrong back then, they deserved to be imprisoned, and their lives were ruined. They are now. I don't know how the fire started, it's wrong, but sin doesn't kill you, right?"
Old gang leader Yang put his hand on the plastic crutch and closed his eyes slightly.
"But there's always someone in there to be damned," Zhang Meizhen said, glancing in the direction of the door, as if she was yelling at someone, she asked Ruan Xiaoshan, "Get up and say, why did you kidnap people back then, what did you think? "
Ruan Xiaoshan dragged two inconvenient legs and stood up with difficulty: "At that time... I was just twenty-one years old, and I was delivering goods to the hotel of the guest house. In the hotel... There was a waiter, a little boy, thin and thin. He is still from out of town, and people always bully him. I helped him once or twice, and that little boy admired me very much. He felt that I knew a lot of people, were powerful, and had a good face, and he kept pestering me to join the gang."
Ruan Xiaoshan said this, his expression was a little dazed, as if he had no sense of reality, and felt that what he remembered was not his own business - was he also a character back then? Does anyone worship it? Have you ever been so excited
Zhang Meizhen asked softly, "What happened later?"
"I went to their store that day. When the boss was counting things, the little boy ran over and told me secretly..." Ruan Xiaoshan's eyes evaded and turned to the bitter masters behind Lao Yang. Some old traces were recognized in these old faces, and finally, his eyes fell on the one on the far left—the "Lao Song" that Zhang Meizhen personally found in the nursing home. Ruan Xiaoshan stared at him and murmured, "I said it back then... They asked me repeatedly, I said it repeatedly, but no one believed it..."
Lao Song stood up slowly: "Which guest house is it?"
"It's called... Ping'an Road Guest House."
"Ping'an Road," Lao Song's eyes twitched a few times, revealing a somewhat odd smile, "Sect Leader Yang, that year Yang Ping made trouble with you and left his wife and newborn child at home, and greeted him himself. Just walk away without fighting. You didn't find out where he lives, right? It's the Ping'an Road Guest House, we all know about it, but we didn't tell you. You two have a lot of love, so you have to put your heads together and put the two gangs together. Together, no matter what other people think, Elder Zhu and I were so bored, we went to the Ping An Road Guest House to find Yang Ping for a drink, and by the way, we discussed how to turn this matter into trouble... I didn't expect that there was an ear on the wall, and it was heard by the little spies of the Walker Gang."
Ruan Xiaoshan said: "My little brother said that I heard you concoct a fake kidnapping case, to sow discord, and to force the old gang leader Yang and the Xingjiagang to turn against each other... After I heard it, I asked where Yang Ping lived, and I found it. I watched him from the bottom of the window, and listened to his contact with others, and it didn't take long before I understood what they were going to do and where to place people."
Before he could finish speaking, there was a "hum" in the audience, and the people who heard the inside story for the first time exploded.
Ruan Xiaoshan's eyes were red, ignoring others, curling up and muttering to himself: "That little boy, how good I am to him, what does it have to do with him? Why do you have to eavesdrop, just listen, why do you have to tell me? Didn't he hurt me... "
The man in the gray shirt slipped out of the back door while sneaking around the wall. As soon as he went out, there was a signal, but it was intermittent. He cursed something in a low voice and ran across the road with two legs.
Once you cross the road, the signal is full again.
The man in the gray shirt found a hidden corner to hide in, and made a call: "Hey, Mr. Wang, they called the police and blocked the signal at the venue. They couldn't even send the message just now... I don't know where the old witch came from. , I dug out the bad guys in the incident more than 30 years ago - Ruan Xiaoshan, do you remember? The kid who took the lead in kidnapping the ticket - was jailed for a fool, the old witch has been digging holes for him, leading him She said that someone was instructing her, I think she wanted him to involve you."
"Take the courage of the police, want to scare me and make me dare not show up?" Wang Jiusheng on the phone laughed, "Sister Meizhen, who has been a big sister all her life, looks like a domineering hero in women's middle school, but she is actually stupid and naive It's like she hasn't grown up. Even if she bought those idiots and identified me as the mastermind on the spot, would the police still arrest me? Thirty-six years later, the little policemen she called to act as the scene would Haven't been born yet."
"That's right!" The gray shirt flattered, "she must know that when you come back and show up, she won't be able to sing."
Wang Jiusheng was used to listening to flattery, turned a deaf ear, and lit a cigarette for himself.
He knew what Zhang Meizhen was thinking. Back then, she was careless and confused, and ceded the position of Beiruizhu to himself. That time the Xingjiao Gang and the Beggar Gang were swept away by the "smuggling" operation, and they were both violently turbulent. The people involved on both sides either died of their own mothers or went to prison. He was the only winner, Wang Jiusheng, after so many years. , even if it's a donkey, it's time to relive it. Zhang Meizhen seems to want to take advantage of the gang to re-emerge in civil strife, and Wang Jiusheng avoids the opportunity to go abroad to turn over the old case and put things right.
She was quite prepared, and even the beggar gang was somehow invited by her to come out to cooperate with her performance.
But does this silly old woman really know what her virtuous brother Yang has done
The gray shirt asked, "Mr. Wang, what should we do now? Are you coming?"
"No, let them dance on stage, I won't play monkeys on stage," Wang Jiusheng said. "Wait ten minutes, and I'll have someone bring you something."
Gray shirt received Wang Jiusheng's instructions, got the backbone, put down the phone, went to the nearby supermarket to buy cigarettes, and stood leisurely on the street, breathing clouds and mist.
At this time, it was the turn of late spring and early summer, and the summer heat was showing signs. The locust flowers in Yanning were all over the city, and the leaves were densely blocking the sky and the sight. Quietly lying on the canopy of the tree, under the cover of the rustling sound of the branches in the wind, she took a Myrissu from her pocket and threw it into her mouth. On the tree.
Ruan Xiaoshan, the murderer in the venue, was choked up at first, but after a while, he couldn't help it anymore, and he began to cry like a child. The atmosphere at the scene was very strange. The murderers and the bitter masters looked at each other. It seemed that no one was going to seek revenge for the other. Instead, they wanted to hug and cry.
Thirty-six years later, Tianda's loyalty has vanished, and when he thinks back to his tragic half-life, what is there? Picture what? What's the day like
How ridiculous!
When the three dogs get together, they have to bite the superior and inferior. Power struggles are everywhere. There are no more tragic and absurd things than this. It is just because the old rivers and lakes have been restored, and the rules and loyalty of the rivers and lakes are also full. They have become feudal dross, and the things they care about are completely fed up in the eyes of future generations, so in addition to being tragic, they are also extraordinarily funny.
Yan Hao glanced at it secretly, and the little dumb girl seemed to have become a statue, standing outside the bureau from a distance, blankly watching those people have a grudge against Huang Lianhuan.
He shivered, shrugged his neck and arched his shoulders, feeling that his social fear was getting worse.
When they had enough crying, Zhang Meizhen, who had been watching from the sidelines, signaled everyone to be quiet again, and asked Ruan Xiaoshan, "Your little brother who works in the guest house, is there any contact now? What is he doing?"
Ruan Xiaoshan's reaction was two beats slower than before. After a while, he shook his head and said with a murmur, "I haven't seen it since then. I heard that it was a foot gang. Someone introduced it... Now it should be at Futongda Company. , I changed my name, and went to a branch in another area to be the vice president. I thought about finding him, but I couldn't get in touch with him, so I finally got a phone number, and his secretary answered the phone. "
"Oh," Zhang Meizhen squinted her eyes lightly, "Your wives and wives are separated, and your family is broken and your family is broken. No one has benefited from it. It seems that two of them have been achieved, one Wang Jiusheng, 'accepted in danger' to take over as the master of the north helm. , there is also a little waiter in the corner of the listening wall, who was bullied every day by people from other places, has changed his body, and now he is an adult."
Old Song Hong asked, "What does this mean?"
"It doesn't make any sense," Zhang Meizhen said, "I just want to know that you, Elder Zhu and Yang Ping were not deaf, you, Elder Zhu and Yang Ping were not deaf? For a long time, who of the three of you didn't know?"
Lao Song was stunned.
Zhang Meizhen turned to Ruan Xiaoshan again: "What about after you eavesdrop?"
"They planned to find a hostel for one night, and then rent a car to go around. I found a few brothers, ambushed in advance to the place I overheard, and attacked halfway, knocking everyone out and robbing them. I drank some wine at the time, and I didn't think about what to do with these people, so I found a place to lock them up and waited to see... See the face of the Beggar Gang the next day."
Zhang Meizhen said, "Are you the only ones who know about that old factory?"
Ruan Xiaoshan shook his head: "No, there is Beiduo... Wang Jiusheng."
"How did Wang Jiusheng know?"
"Someone told him about his brother," Ruan Xiaoshan muttered, "He has a good relationship."
Zhang Meizhen smiled: "Yeah, I'm short-tempered and violent. I only know how to fall in love all day long, and I have no idea about the future of the gang, so if you have anything, go to Elder Wang for help, right?"
Ruan Xiaoshan glanced at her cautiously and said, "He rushed over to persuade us to let us go. He brought wine, drank with us for a long time, and finally persuaded us all. We will definitely let us go. , what else can we do? They are all old and young, and they are too angry. We can't beat people and kill people. But when the beggar gang made such a disgusting thing, we are not willing to spare them like this. I just wanted to wait and see when they found out that someone was missing, and they were so anxious that we would come forward and force them to admit what they had done and return the hostages to them. I… I really didn’t think too much about it at the time. , I didn't take these hostages seriously, everyone drank too much, so I left someone to watch, and everyone else went back to sleep."
"I think this makes it clear," Zhang Meizhen stood up straight and glanced at the walking helpers behind her, "Everyone, no one usually goes to that old factory building, and it's not early or late, but one room of people is locked up. It's time, except for these few people who made themselves in, Wang Jiusheng alone knew about it... Oh, yes, he also got drunk on all the people who looked at the factory. After that, he didn't stick to the leaves, and he was soaring... Let's Isn't it strange that this Beiruozhu is covered in skin? After so many years, the walking gang has fallen into his hands. Besides driving black cars and black shops, what else is there to do with his brothers? He is alone in his hands. Holding such a big group as Futongda, I don't know how many sets are in Yanning's villa, is it unreasonable for me to check his account?"
"Of course it's unreasonable." The back door was pushed open, and the gray shirt who had just slipped out to look for the signal walked in, proudly holding up a kraft paper envelope, "Everyone, Zhang wanted to kneel and lick the beggar gang back then. It didn't work, and now, while our North Steering Master is away, we are back to make trouble with Yang Qing's thigh, slandering the North Steering Master for murder and arson—Zhang Meizhen, Yang Qing, look out, who is the murderer and arsonist!"
Outside the venue, the disciple who delivered the letter to the gray shirt listened to the disciple for a while, then glanced around. Seeing that no one noticed him, he got back into the bun, played a little song, and prepared to retire... I didn't see him. A person slipped silently into his trunk.
Gan Qing leaned against the back of the back seat for cover, turned on her mobile phone, and sent her real-time location.