Wu Yu let out a breath and rubbed his brows wearily.
It was getting late outside the window, and the glittering computer screen was reflected in the glass window. The search pictures on the page were all skeleton helmets and human head masks of various shapes, rotten, simulated, archaeologically unearthed, and exhibited overseas... But None matched He Xingxing's description of the killer.
Even if you add keywords such as "sacrificial sacrifice" and "jumping to the gods" in the search box, the resulting pictures are quite different from the blurred scenes in memory.
-Have I really seen it? Wu Yu thought.
Bu Chonghua's words that day echoed in his ears again: "...a typical memory disorder type of stress disorder, which made him subconsciously tamper and exaggerate his memory, which is the result of the intertwining of fear, fantasy and real memory..."
If stress disorder can confuse memories, how can one be sure that a scene from more than two decades ago is real
Could this skull helmet really have nothing to do with religious behavior "over there"
Wu Yu stood up and walked a few steps. Through the half-closed shutters, he could see Bu Chonghua and the others having a meeting in the detachment leader's office. Even Bureau Xu came down in person and sat on the sofa solemnly listening to Cai Lin's report on the investigation. result.
Bu Chonghua's expression was concentrated, his shirt cuffs were piled up to his elbows, and he sat sideways on the edge of the desk. Facts have proved that staying up late is the natural enemy of anti-aging. After staying up for two days and one night in the detachment, even the grass-level facial features of the police academy of the detachment were not able to hold it. bloodshot.
Cai Lin's voice floated from the crack of the door: "We have almost given up our efforts on the scene. From yesterday afternoon to today, the focus of the investigation has been on the social grievances of the Nian family, but no matter how we searched, we couldn't find any clues. The problem is that there is no motive…”
More than 80% of homicide cases are committed by acquaintances, and finding the motive means that the biggest problem has been overcome, but this case has no clue about the motive.
Wu Yu subconsciously took out a cigarette, but before he had time to light it, Bu Chonghua suddenly raised his head as if he had a sixth sense, and glared at him through the crack of the door. .
Wu Yu: "..."
Xu Ju can't see the door from the angle: "Hey? What's wrong with you?"
"Pay attention to the health of my subordinates, and show that I am one of the few concerned about my boss." Bu Chonghua replied calmly and turned to Cai Lin: "Have the screening results of the mortuaries of major hospitals come out?"
Cai Lin frowned and said, "We even dug up the private morgues that were operating illegally, not to mention the skulls, and even the intact heads have not lost records..."
Bu Chonghua quickly pondered the case in his mind, and from the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Wu Yu who was outside the crack of the door, and saw that he took a deep breath - at that moment, Bu Chonghua felt that his eighteenth generation ancestors had been warmly greeted again. . But unexpectedly, Wu Yu held back his life again, turned around and walked out of the big office.
Went to smoke outside, Bu Chonghua thought.
He thought so, and felt as if he was paying more attention to this kid. He hadn't had time to get distracted to think about why, when Liao Gang probed into the door and called the Xu Bureau, and then asked: "Captain, you asked the three groups to investigate the social relations of Nian's family before they came to Jinhai, and now they have returned the results. , listen?"
Bureau Xu immediately forgot what he was doing just now: "Listen, how is it?"
"Nian Daxing, forty-five years old this year, my hometown is Yangzaozi Village, Gaochi County. I usually rent in Xiaogang Village in the suburban fringe of Jinhai, and I have worked successively as a cement worker, a decorator, and a warehouse manager. Migrant workers. According to the faxed records from the Gaochi County Police Station, they are gangsters who steal chickens and dogs, drink alcohol to make trouble, beat their wives and beat their wives to the village committee for mediation seven or eight times. He even occupied half of the neighbor's homestead."
Bureau Xu immediately said, "Then hurry up and check down this line and send someone to his hometown to check the platoon?"
Liao Gang hurriedly said to leave, but suddenly heard Bu Chonghua: "—Wait. He occupied the neighbor's land?"
"Yes, the faxes we received are all police records, and each record has a general police situation..."
"wrong."
Everyone in the office was full of question marks, staring at Bu Chonghua, only to hear him whisper: "Nian Daxing has only one daughter, and is considered a 'extinct' in those backward places, even a domineering gangster, at most some Taking a little advantage in trivial matters will never force the neighbor's land. Now, fighting for homestead in many places can kill people. Unless he has other reliance, it is enough to make other neighbors dare not provoke, but he is not involved in the underworld. Otherwise, when the local police station cross-checks with us, it will not be silent at all…”
Homesteads are divided according to the head of each household. The more males in the family, the better they can talk. Liao Gang wondered if the neighbor was a widow? Disabled? elder
Bu Chonghua's expression suddenly changed, he didn't know what to think, he hurried to the desk and turned on the computer.
The second monk Xu Ju was puzzled: "Hey? What are you looking for?"
"Intranet." Bu Chonghua stared at the screen: "National Public Security Crime Database."
Wu Yu went down to the front of the building of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, took a deep breath of the cool air of the early summer night, then lit the cigarette, opened the phone address book, and unconsciously swiped the screen up and down.
Are you really going to fight? He hesitated.
Before Jinhai, he knew that he only needed to punch in to work and get money on time. He resigned after two years, disappeared into the sea of people silently, and lived a peaceful and mediocre life until he died of old age. Now, those bloody and bizarre murders shouldn't have anything to do with him anymore.
But for some unknown reason, Nian Xiaoping's dead gray eyes and Bu Chonghua's sharp, bloodshot pupils flashed alternately in his mind like a pantomime that was fast-forwarded.
"..." Wu Yu let out a long sigh, finally holding his cigarette and pressing the number—
Yunnan Airport.
Lin Gang strode out of the arrival hall with his briefcase in his hand. A black car was already waiting on the sidewalk. The driver slipped out of the car, opened the back door, and called out to Lin Ke.
Lin Fang said nothing and got into the car.
The driver was already accustomed to his style, and he didn't take it seriously. As he started the car, he carefully looked at him from the rearview mirror: "Where are we going now, Lin Ke? Shall I take you home or—"
Lin Fang closed his eyes slightly and spit out two words: "Minister."
The driver had been with him for a while, and he could feel that although there was no abnormality on the surface, he was in a bad mood, so he didn't say a word, and immediately turned on the light.
Just then the phone rang in the car.
Lin Fang suddenly opened his eyes and answered the phone. At that moment, his tone made the driver suspect that he had heard it wrong: "Hello?"
"Is it convenient to talk?"
The voice line on the phone was slightly hoarse, but it had a quiet quality, and the driver was sure he had never heard it. He couldn't help but glanced at the rearview mirror, and unexpectedly found that Lin Fang's eyes were curved, he was laughing!
Lin Ke was actually laughing. Is there something wrong with his eyes or the rearview mirror
"Convenient, my plane just landed—what's the matter?"
There was electricity rustling on the other side of the call, and it took a while to hear the voice muffled: "I want to ask you for help with something."
Lin Fang unconsciously sat up straight, with a smile in his voice: "What are you busy, what do you say?"
Wu Yu stood on the sidewalk in front of the branch office, squinting in the smoke, and the night scene of the bustling street was reflected in his eyes.
"When I was in the south in my early years, I once entered a local village and saw a wizard wearing a human bone mask jumping to the great god. Sometimes I would dream about the previous events at night, and the human bone mask was quite scary. What kind of religious activity, even took a picture and pondered it all day."
Lin Fang's smile slowly faded, and at the end his face became a little dignified: "Do you often dream at night?"
"Occasionally." Wu Yu responded vaguely and said, "I just want to know what the mask is for. I feel that if I figure out a lot of things, I won't worry about it in the future. I heard people say Your authority is quick to check things, can you check it for me?"
Lin Fang asked in a deep voice, "You often have nightmares at night, why didn't you tell me?"
Wu Yu was at a loss for words, and after a pause, he said discouraged: "It may be a bit of a violation of discipline, it's not convenient for you to check."
Lin Gang sighed quietly, "Wu Yu..."
The driver knew that he should watch his eyes, nose, nose and heart, but Chief Lin sighed, as if he had swallowed a thousand words, which made the hearts and souls of others tremble.
Fortunately, Section Chief Lin didn't say anything after that sigh, but said gently, "Then send me the picture you drew."
It is illegal to disclose key clues before the case is solved, even if the other party is a colleague from a different jurisdiction. So Wu Yu had made a rough copy of the skull helmet and saved it in the photo album of his mobile phone, and sent it to Lin Fang by text message.
The phone buzzed, and Lin Fang glanced at it.
"Understood, leave it to me." He paused, as if he couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice, "Wu Yu?"
Wu Yu snorted and was about to smoke with his cigarette in his hand, when suddenly in the shadows not far away, something unique when taking pictures with a mobile phone sounded: Crack!
This movement was extremely slight, and it was extremely inconspicuous on the bustling and lively streets, but in the blink of an eye, Wu Yu, who was originally half-side, suddenly raised his head, looking for fame with great precision, and then his hand stopped in mid-air.
-Nian Daxing stood across from the sidewalk, before he could hide his cell phone camera, his face was taut, staring at him from the bottom up.
The green light turned red in the distance, and the crimson light reflected in the triangular eyes, glowing like a light tempered by snake venom.
Wu Yu had experienced too many moments of life and death, and he had a premonition of something almost at the same moment, and his pupils suddenly tightened. Lin Fang asked something on the other end of the phone, but he wasn't listening. He saw Nian Daxing's face twisted and opened his mouth to make a few mouths:
"Two, three, six, five, nine—"
In the branch office, Bu Chonghua's cursor quickly slid from the dense web pages, and then stopped, a dull and stiff two-inch bareheaded photo of Nian Daxing appeared on the screen: "Sure enough."
Bureau Xu took a look: "Oh, does this kid have a criminal record?"
"But the police record we received..." Liao Gang stopped abruptly, and then reacted abruptly. The national criminal personnel file database has not yet been built, and the police station's no-criminal records are only kept for ten years, and if Nian Daxing was detained in another province , the origin of the police station does not necessarily have the Internet!
And in those particularly feudal places, apart from having many sons at home, what else can deter the four miles and eight townships
- Squatted in jail!
"Nian Daxing, formerly known as Niangui, fourteen years ago for assisting in the trafficking of opium under 200 grams was sentenced to three years in prison and a fine of 5,000 yuan." Bu Chonghua read the record on the intranet word by word, and his eyes fell on the next line. Above: "The place where the sentence is served is Yundian, Jinkang District Detention Center, Baoshan Prison."
23659.
The night breeze was cool, and the laughter was loud, and no one noticed that Wu Yu stood motionless on the sidewalk, his pupils slightly dilated.
This string of numbers is like a key, which slams open an inconspicuous door in the corner of memory, and the picture that has been blocked for many years roars. He seemed to see the fragmented sky outside the iron window again, and footsteps echoed in the distance, and then the iron door of the cell slammed shut, and the guard raised his voice at the end of the empty and gloomy corridor:
"Two three six five nine! Someone is visiting—"
"I didn't expect it? After so many years, what can't be avoided or can't be avoided?" Nian Daxing grinned, and the tone of joy couldn't be controlled from the yellow meth fangs: "Put on the official skin again How is it, does Tiaozi know what happened to you in the past?"
"Wu Yu?" Lin Fang seemed to have heard something. He felt his breathing on the other end of the call tightening, and immediately asked, "What's the matter with you?"
"… "
"Hello? Wu Yu!"
"The property of the deceased was not lost, there was no sign of indecent sexual assault, and the witnesses at the scene were unscathed. Excluding love murder, robbery, and entanglement of interests, vendetta or silence should be the most likely cause of murder at present. Nian Xiaoping and Fan Ling have no social grudges. If the direction of this case is correct, the key point may lie in Nian Daxing's criminal record."
Everyone in the detachment captain's office got up one after another, and Bu Chonghua said solemnly: "Nian Daxing didn't tell us the truth - Cai Lin went to contact the Xiaogang Village police station and asked them to bring Nian Daxing over to help with the investigation immediately, go now!"
Cai Lin jumped up and said, "Yes!" Immediately after, he ran away like Fei also.
Bu Chonghua let out a long breath, rubbed his middle knuckles against his aching eyebrows, and opened the window with a hula. The night wind blew in with the lively urban atmosphere, instantly blowing away the strong smell of cigarettes, instant noodles, and deep-fried skewers in the big office outside, which made people feel refreshed.
There was a star of red light shining under the shade of the tree at the entrance of the branch office. Bu Chonghua took a closer look and saw that it was Wu Yu, who was smoking and talking on the phone with his back to him.
- with whom? friend
The black Audi that drove away in front of the hospital that day and the text message that was not answered that night suddenly emerged from memory at the same time, causing Bu Chonghua to suddenly feel a strange feeling in his heart.
... I'm really stunned thinking about the case. What does someone's private life have to do with you? Bu Chonghua groaned to himself and was about to close the window when Wu Yu finally turned around with his phone in hand, as if he was about to return to the Criminal Investigation Detachment Building, but suddenly stopped again, standing with a stiff posture that he couldn't turn around. In the shade, staring at something not far away.
Bu Chonghua said in his heart what he was looking at, so he followed his line of sight and looked forward. Through the tree canopy by the sidewalk, he vaguely saw a person standing there, but he couldn't see who it was.
"Boss!" Cai Lin pushed open the door with his mobile phone in hand: "The patrolman at the Xiaogang Village Police Station knocked on Nian's door. His wife said that he didn't go home after leaving the Public Security Bureau that day, and the phone couldn't get through. He has lost contact!"
Lost contact? !
Everyone's expressions changed, and Bu Chonghua made a decisive decision: "Check the travel records under his name, tickets, air tickets, expressway toll booths at long-distance bus stations, mobile phone call records within 48 hours, and surveillance video of public telephone booths near his home, Wang Jiuling. !"
It just so happened that Director Wang slipped downstairs with instant noodles in his hands, and was about to steal the stewed eggs from the cabinet of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. Hearing that, he stumbled and panicked: "I, I, I only take one..."
"Nian Daxing mobile phone triangulation, go now!"
"Oh, you are fierce, what are you fierce!" Director Wang hurriedly put a bag of marinated eggs in his arms, and after thinking about it, he quickly took another bag for the forensic room, with noodles still in his mouth, and rushed upstairs with a single stride.
The large office of the Criminal Investigation Detachment suddenly became busy, everyone was walking quickly, and there was a smell of tension in the air. Bu Chonghua turned around and closed the window, grabbed the office key, and was about to go upstairs to the technical team, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly turned around—
"Wu Yu?" Lin Fang on the other end of the phone growled, "Answer me! What's wrong with you?"
Wu Yu didn't answer and didn't move. Not far away, Nian Daxing smiled. It was a satisfied and greedy smile after holding a fatal handle, and he said word by word, "You are finished."
Nian Daxing turned around and ran. At the same time, Wu Yu flicked the cigarette butt into the trash can a few steps away. The red light drew an arc in the dark night, and it was reflected in the eyes of Bu Chonghua at a high place—
"It's okay," he said hoarsely, "I'll call you back."
Lin Fang: "Hello? What?"
The call was cut off abruptly, and Wu Yu rushed out in the direction of Nian Daxing's escape!
Bu Chonghua shouted: "The surname Nian is there! Come on!"
"Captain?" Liao Gang raised his head, but before he had time to react, he saw Bu Chonghua turned to the desk like a whirlwind, grabbed his phone, dialed Wu Yu's number and pressed the call button, but no one answered, and then The call was immediately hung up!
"Hello, the number you dialed is busy..."
Bu Chonghua hurried out of the office and kept telling Liao Gang: "Nian Daxing was at the gate of the branch just now, Wu Yu was chasing him, and asked Lao Wang to check the location of the two mobile phones surnamed Nian and Wu Yu at the same time, Cai Lin!"
Cai Lin was eating instant noodles with a snort. Hearing this, he threw his chopsticks together with the soup and water and rushed out. He staggered and shouted, "What's the matter with the boss?! Wait for me to go together!"
"Notify the traffic control bureau, stop people along the way, car keys!"
Cai Linmao threw it with all his strength, and the jeep key whirled, but Bu Chonghua didn't turn his head, grabbed it in his hand, rushed down the corridor like lightning, and turned on the lights. The police Wrangler made a beautiful triangle U-turn, rushed out of the gate, and whistled into the road!
Beep-
The car horns came and went, and they flew away with angry shouts: "What are you running for?!" "Die!"...
Wu Yu stopped, his whole body was like a taut bowstring, he turned around abruptly, and his peripheral vision locked the back of the flashing back at the alleyway more than ten meters away. The next moment he rushed into the alley, only to see Nian Daxing violently overturning the rubbish and debris blocking the road, staggering forward with a screeching sound, and the word "demolition" was painted everywhere on the fence not far away. urban village.
- The low-lying, chaotic, and filthy nooks in modern cities are the best breeding grounds for sin.
The wind whistled from his ears and flew backwards, Wu Yu's eyes flashed cold light, his feet suddenly exerted strength, he jumped up and stepped on the wall, flying over the eaves and walking a few steps, easily surpassing the rolling and climbing Nian Daxing, volleying 360 degrees to the ground , without even a half-sounding sound!
"!"
Nian Daxing stopped his steps immediately and almost fell. Looking forward along his trembling pupils, in the alley a few meters away, Wu Yu stood up slowly from the junction of light and shadow, the silhouette was sharp and narrow by the cold moon behind him.
"...Do you remember who I am?" Nian Daxing's face was shaking, and he gritted his teeth and spat out a sentence.
Wu Yu was silent.
"It's alright, I remember you, I will think of you every time I see this!" Nian Daxing lifted the loose hurdle vest, and there was a curved centipede-like scar on his belly, as long as half a slap: "— Unexpectedly, from Yundian to Jinhai, across more than half of China, there is still the day when the mother meets the old man!"
He looked Wu Yu up and down, with undisguised malice flashing in his small eyes: "You have the ability, and you are wearing this slapstick, shouldn't it be just as simple as sending money to find a way? You say, if the sliver Knowing that you are a fugitive who escaped from prison, will you be able to get out of the cell for the rest of your life?!"
Wu Yu couldn't see any emotion on his face: "What do you want?"
Nian Daxing grinned, extremely proud: "What do you think I want?!"
"You want money?"
Nian Daxing didn't expect him to be so straightforward, and he became even more exasperated: "Money? I don't lack money! Well, you can tell me how much I should pay for my medical expenses and spirits when you gave me such a big cut in the stomach back then. Loss fee? You guys always say that the sky is wide, and you bump into Lao Tzu as retribution, eh?"
Knowing that he was stalling for time, Wu Yu slowly touched the lower back with his right hand, and gently pulled out a dagger from the belt.
The blade of the dagger is extremely narrow, and I don't know how long it took to sharpen it. The moonlight swayed on the blade, reflecting a cold arc.
Nian Daxing was unaware: "Besides, how much money do you have. If I want to make a fortune, there is no shortage of opportunities. There are so many people who want to kill you! Now is not the time to be in prison. I'd like to see what else you can do..."
Wu Yu's center of gravity moved forward imperceptibly, and the hand holding the dagger slowly hung down by his side - but at this moment, there was a roar of motorcycles in the direction of the urban village behind him, approaching rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of him!
Woo-woo-the engine slammed to a screeching halt, and motorcycle headlights flashed in the front and rear of the narrow alley. Wu Yu's eyes were stabbed, and he saw that this dilapidated square-inch land had been illuminated brightly, and then seven or eight gangsters carried crowbars and kitchen knives to get out of the car, with bad intentions. It blocked the alleys at the front and rear ends.
Then, behind the motorcycles that were blocked at the end of the alley, a luxury car drove slowly. The door opened, and a man with a round head and big ears in his fifties emerged. It may be because the relationship is born from the heart, and the appearance is very good. Bad:
"It's been ten years, and God has eyes!"
Wu Yu's eyes fell on the man's hand, and he saw that his right hand was completely normal, but the left cuff was empty, and his expression changed subtly.
He finally remembered who it was.
—Or rather, he finally remembered how he chopped off the hand.
Five or six police cars rushed out of the gate of the branch, flashing dazzling red and blue police lights, and quickly integrated into the streets of the city at night.
"Three groups of 0027, three groups of 0027, the target passed through the main entrance of Wenxing Road Pearl Casino five minutes ago, repeat it five minutes ago, the target passed through the main entrance of Wenxing Road Pearl Casino, over!"
Bu Chonghua has one hand on the steering wheel and one on the walkie-talkie: "Got it, I'm rushing over."
"Brother Hua! The target is near the intersection of the expressway exit and Xinhan Road, and is moving south!"
The police car turned across the road like lightning, and Bu Chonghua hit the steering wheel with one hand to death, and his heart sank at the same time. Not far to the south of Xinhan Road is the Old Changping District, where the largest urban villages in Jinhai City are scattered. The car can't pass, where can I find someone? !
"Boss!" Cai Lin shouted in the rush of lightning: "They are heading for the village in the city!"
With a screeching sound, the tires stopped abruptly, and Bu Chonghua slammed the door with a backhand, his face cold and stern.
Behind him are row upon row of high-rise buildings, but in front of him are scattered narrow alleys, dilapidated roads, and low-rise shanty houses. There are pools of puddles on the ground, and the dirty and black old-fashioned air conditioner hums.
"Where is the third group?" Bu Chonghua walked into the alley and asked softly into the walkie-talkie, "How is the technical team?"
"We'll be there in seven or eight minutes at most. Director Wang is asking someone to track Nian Daxing's mobile phone location!" Cai Lin paused. Other channels in the background were one after another.
"how?"
"Director Wang can't contact Wu Yu." Cai Lin said suspiciously, "He said that Wu Yu's mobile phone has an anti-tracking device."