Beep-
At nine o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of Jinhai Baolai Hotel.
Zhang Zhixing stood on the side of the glittering street in the winter night city, looked at his watch again, looked left and right but couldn't see the shadow of Lin Fang's car, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled.
Lin Fang has always been very punctual. Unless something major happens, he won't be late. What's the matter today
Just as he was about to send a message to ask, the phone ding-dong rang, but Lin Fang's message came first. It was a string of mobile phone numbers. Zhang Zhixing was puzzled. At this time, Lin Fang's phone number followed, and he picked it up quickly: "Hello? I'm already at the appointed place—"
"problem occurs."
"what?"
"Zhang Boming didn't commit suicide, he was pushed down the stairs by Xie Xing."
Zhang Zhixing was instantly shocked: "By... by whom?"
"Undo."
The spacious and tidy living room of the duplex apartment is now in a mess. The coffee table is overturned, the furnishings are smashed, even the heavy sofa has been pushed out of its place, and the floor is full of glass slag after the vases have been broken. The door outside the hallway was open, and the fire safety door in the corridor was also wide open, but the figure who rushed out in a hurry had already fled, and even the shadow was gone.
Lin Fang gasped, the floor-to-ceiling glass windows reflected his messy clothes and hair, and there were still two bloodstains on his face: "I'm sorry I have dragged on until now before I dare to confront him, because I lacked key evidence before, in case Being beaten by the 'painter' who escaped charges and was beaten, the investigation team definitely believed him more than me. I came to him just now, and he finally admitted what happened that afternoon when Zhang Boming fell from the building, and then we had a violent conflict and he ran away ."
Zhang Zhixing's mind was a mess: "What did you say? What did he admit? Key doubts? What is the situation now?"
"The mobile phone number I sent you is from Xie Xing, please help me to do a triangulation immediately." Lin Fang wiped off the blood oozing from the corner of his nose with his cuff, and said in a deep voice, "He has been stabbed by me, It shouldn't be far away, and the most important thing at the moment is to find him. Once the positioning is successful, you will notify me immediately, and other details will be discussed later."
Zhang Zhixing said blankly: "Okay, okay, then you..."
"Keep in touch." Lin Fang interrupted him, and then hung up the phone involuntarily.
"… "
Zhang Zhixing didn't react, standing on the side of the road, the aftermath of the explosion of the heavy news made him unable to move, and he couldn't hide his disbelief for a long time.
Why did Lin Fang say that? Was Zhang Boming pushed downstairs by Xie Xing? Zhang Boming, who was Xing Xing and killed? !
He hesitated for a long time, his fingers were slightly unstable, and finally he dialed another number tremblingly: "...Hello?"
—At the same time, outside the back door of the downstairs community.
In the distance, the brightly lit road loomed the sound of boiling people, the cold wind howled through the trees, and the street lamps cast dim light. Wu Yu looked back at the community again. The high-rise apartment building was ablaze with lights, and there were hot chats and laughter and the smell of food coming from every window.
He closed his eyes and turned to hide in a secluded corner of the wall. Against the biting cold wind, he quickly disappeared into the dark night without a sound.
Lin Fang cut off the call, threw the phone on the sofa, looked at himself in front of the decorative mirror at the entrance, pressed the blood on his face, gritted his teeth and hissed.
Bu Chonghua's apartment has probably never been this messy before. The leather high chair by the bar overturned, and even the indoor green plants were smashed, and the ground was covered with soil. Lin Fang stepped over the shattered decorative lamps on the ground, rushed to his face with the cold water tap in the kitchen, wiped away the water droplets all over his face, leaned against the marble countertop, and exhaled a hot breath.
The door to the master bedroom was wide open, and from this angle, you could see the corner of the double bed, and there was an indescribable look in Lin Fang's eyes.
Regardless of whether it's lustful or not, this courage is really big enough.
Exhausted, he lit a cigarette and slowly finished smoking, constantly thinking in his mind what to say next when he saw Zhang Zhixing. About half an hour passed, and it was estimated that the time was almost there. Sure enough, the phone buzzed, and the software received the positioning sent by Zhang Zhixing.
Suining Road Deyi Construction Community in Jinhai City.
The unfinished building that has not yet been completed because of the fire in the color steel house.
[I'll go over here, we'll see you there] - Lin Fang quickly replied a message to Zhang Zhixing, thinking about it, he was worried, and added a message [Don't act alone].
Then he put the phone away, inserted the gun into his back waist, and rushed out of the entrance door wrapped in the wind.
The cold wind whistled on his face, and the roadside shops closed early. Lin Fang parked his car outside the fence of the construction site and saw that Zhang Zhixing had just arrived, hurried forward with a flashlight, and couldn't wait to ask: "What the hell is going on? My son was pushed downstairs by Xie Xing? why?"
Lin Fang pushed open the rusted iron door with his shoulders, not caring that the rough wall scratched his well-tailored coat, so he squeezed into the rough ground of the construction site and helped Zhang Zhixing in, without answering his question immediately. question, but ask: "Is there a more precise real-time location?"
"Should be in the southeast corner. - What the hell happened that afternoon? Tell me!"
The visibility of the construction site of the unfinished building was extremely low, and Lin Fang motioned Zhang Zhixing not to turn on the flashlight, and walked forward with one foot and one foot in the dark: "I lied to the investigation team, in fact, I went to Zhang Boming twice that afternoon. "
Zhang Zhixing was stunned.
"The first time I went to see him, it was before 3:30 in the afternoon. Zhang Boming was in a very bad mood. He explained that Xie Xing had just slammed the door and left. I asked why, but he refused to say. He revealed a few words, saying that when Arthur Hodgson was arrested ten years ago, the painter had encountered a crisis that was almost exposed, but the rescue did not come in time, and he was able to escape by luck. Very resentful."
Lin Gang helped Zhang Zhixing, who was staggering, to cross the water pool. There was a dark and unfinished building in the southeast corner of the construction site. The steel scaffolding reflected blue-white light in the moonlight.
"I was very surprised at the time, because the situation of the front-line undercover agent is changing rapidly, and there are cases where the order from the rear cannot be issued in time. The painter should fully understand this. Besides, he only encountered a crisis of exposure, but he was not really exposed, and now he suddenly turned back strongly. To condemn the commander's unintentional mistakes ten years ago, this aggressive attitude made me very confused. So after I left Zhang Boming's ward, I thought about it and thought it was inappropriate, so I secretly went upstairs and entered. Know the ward of the line.”
"The ward where you went to study?" Zhang Zhixing asked in amazement.
"Yes, I know that the artist's ward is an extremely confidential area, and he can only come out by himself, and no one else can enter without a warrant. But I was really disturbed at the time, and for some reason that afternoon, his ward was unlocked, so I went in. He was taking a shower."
Lin Fang swallowed dryly, and Zhang Zhixing blurted out, "Then what?"
"Then I sat by the hospital bed and waited for more than half an hour..." Lin Fang recalled a little and said, "It may have been more than 40 minutes before he came out. He was not too surprised when he saw me in the room. , but his attitude was very contradictory, and he told me to leave after saying a few words, but Zhang Boming even went upstairs when he was arguing."
"Zhang Boming?!"
"He didn't dare to enter the ward. Zhang Boming is different from me who follows the rules." Lin Fang smiled bitterly: "But he stuffed a piece of paper outside the ward and came in, and we didn't know until we saw the piece of paper on the floor by the door. He has been here, and there are some very strange words written on the paper."
Zhang Zhixing was stunned, and his eyes were straight: "What, what?"
"—'I have already thought about it clearly. I will wait for you on the rooftop at six o'clock. I am willing to discuss this matter with you, Zhang Boming'."
"I'll be waiting for you on the rooftop at six o'clock, and I'm willing to discuss this matter with you."
Six o'clock is the time when Zhang Boming jumped to his death!
The blood on Zhang Zhixing's face was gone, and the mouth under the layers of nasolabial creases opened and closed several times, and finally squeezed out a few hoarse words: "... Then what?"
"It was five o'clock in the afternoon." Lin Fang stood under the scaffolding beside the unfinished building, his face darkened in the shadows: "I felt more and more uneasy after seeing this note, so I forcibly pulled it. Xie Xing went downstairs together and went to Zhang Boming's ward. I questioned what the two of them were doing, but they were unwilling to reveal too much to me. Xie Xing kept accusing Zhang Boming that he owed him his life. Finally, Zhang Boming told me I wanted to talk to Xie Xing alone, so I had no choice but to leave the hospital."
Zhang Zhixing stared straight at him: "When was it?"
Lin Fang said, "It's past 5:30. When I left, they were preparing to go to the rooftop. Later, I heard news from Zhang Boming that he 'jumped off' from the rooftop."
The dark clouds suppressed the moonlight, and the neon lights flashing on the road in the distance passed through the unfinished building, casting strange light spots on the ground, making Zhang Zhixing's face almost convulsed, and his lips were shaking.
"I didn't dare to mention this to the investigation team because there was no evidence. Xie Xingyao didn't mention that we all went to Zhang Boming's ward at 5 o'clock that afternoon. If I admit it first, he can bite back and say that I am the one with the Zhang Boming went to the rooftop, and he left before six o’clock—according to the inclination of the investigation team at that time, as long as the painter opens his mouth, I will definitely peel off my skin.” Lin Fang laughed at himself: “The painter is equal to the height. I just lost the title of a second-class hero, and my personal freedom was not detained. But if the investigation team suspects me, what will I lose is more than merit? I am afraid that I am still squatting in the Yunnan Provincial Police. In the supervision room of the hall!"
"..." Zhang Zhixing's entire upper body was constantly ups and downs due to his rapid breathing. After a while, he seemed to have finally calmed down a little, and finally asked from the gap between his teeth: "Then... what about you now?"
"I won't let him go again." Lin Fang glanced at the monstrous, dark building above his head, and said coldly, "He should be inside, and he won't be able to run far with such a serious injury. Go ahead and search, you are waiting for me outside, be careful not to act rashly."
"Hey!" Zhang Zhixing grabbed him and said suspiciously, "Why didn't you call the police first?"
Lin Fang sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Call the police? I, a member of the Yunnan Provincial Public Security Department, called the police on the grounds of Jinhai to arrest the leader of the Jinhai Criminal Investigation Detachment?"
"!" Zhang Zhixing let go of his hand subconsciously.
"Wait for me here, don't make a sound!" Lin Fang turned his head and warned, dodging into the darkness, and hurriedly got into the unfinished building where he couldn't see his fingers.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, gathering from all directions on this desolate and secluded construction site, as if countless resentful spirits are whining. Zhang Zhixing stared at the low and narrow entrance of the building, blood from his whole body rushed to the top of his head, his thoughts were clear and then in a trance. To, there are only three words:
[understood].
Don't do it again and again.
Hearing his messy and rapid breathing, Zhang Zhixing put his mobile phone in his pocket, lowered his head and got into the concrete gate behind the scaffolding.
Some floor tiles were pasted below the third floor of the building, and above the third floor were all cement blanks, not even window glass. Frozen gravel piles, messy construction waste, messy bamboo poles and ropes are piled on the ground, and one after another concrete pillars extend into the vast darkness, like rows of strange people standing in a mythical creature.
Zhang Zhixing leaned against the wall and tried to keep his footsteps as light as possible, and he could only hear his thumping around him! thumping! The heartbeat, every minute and every second, the blood was frantically squeezing the eardrum, just at this moment—
bang!
He raised his head like an electric shock, his whole body tense instantly!
The flashlight beam upstairs faintly revealed from the iron frame against the wall, and then there was the sound of footsteps, it was Lin Fang.
“… huh… huh…”
Zhang Zhixing relaxed a little, his feet softened and he almost fell to his knees. Only then did he realize that his hands and feet were numb just now, and he just recovered a little bit.
It's alright, it'll be alright. He calmed down, and was about to continue walking forward, leaning against the wall, when suddenly the hair on his back exploded, and as soon as he opened his mouth, someone covered his mouth from behind, and then he was forcibly dragged to the ground!
"Woooooo!-"
Zhang Zhixing, an old man whose physical strength is completely incomparable to that of a sneak attacker, was shoved into a dark corner while the world was spinning, and then his hand was twisted back, and a hoarse voice panted in his ear: "Don't make a sound. ,it's me!"
solution? ! Zhang Zhixing widened his eyes in astonishment.
"Don't be found out by Lin Fang, just listen to me." Wu Yu breathed very lightly on every word, but he was slightly unsteady because he endured the severe pain: "I'm injured, if something happens later, you must run quickly, run Call for help immediately when you leave the construction site.”
Zhang Zhixing subconsciously wanted to look back at him, but Wu Yu gritted his teeth and stopped him as soon as he moved. He could only make two very low whining sounds. At the same time, he felt the place where his arm was sticking to Wu Yu's abdomen was sticky and damp, exuding a thick smell. of fishy rust.
That turned out to be blood.
"I know what Lin Fang may have said to you, but no matter what he says, don't believe it." Wu Yu gasped and coughed a few times before saying hoarsely, "Because he came to kill people today, he It was the murderer who killed Zhang Boming."
"!!"
Zhang Zhixing was stunned. He couldn't recover for a long time. He didn't even notice when Wu Yu let go of his hand. After a while, he shook his head and saw that half of Wu Yu's face was hidden in the darkness. The light, pale and blue, does not look like a living person.
“…you… are you all right?”
Wu Yu shook his head weakly and said nothing.
"What happened that afternoon? Was it you who went to the rooftop with Zhang Boming?!"
"No, it's Lin Fang."
Zhang Zhixing didn't know what to say. He couldn't move for a long time in this slumped posture and turned his head. Wu Yu closed his eyes and leaned his head against the angle between the cement column and the lime wall, exposing his slender neck and throat. , the blood oozing from the corner of the mouth meanders to the chin, a kind of slump and agitation that the trapped beast has nowhere to go.
"I can only say it again. If you have a chance to escape, please tell Feng Ting from Yundian."
"At about four o'clock on the afternoon of Zhang Boming's death, Lin Fang sneaked into my ward alone and left at nearly five o'clock. I came out of the bathroom and saw only his back going downstairs. I followed him secretly and saw him knock on the door with my own eyes. Bomin's ward door, and then I hid outside the door and overheard their conversation."
- Squeak!
In the empty corridor of Yunnan Provincial Hospital, the door of the ward opened from the inside, and Zhang Boming's hoarse voice sounded: "You..." and then stopped abruptly.
Lin Fang stood outside the door with half a piece of paper in his hand, Zhang Boming's eyes fell on it, and after a while, he whispered four words: "Come in and talk."
Lin Fang nodded, walked into the room, the door clicked shut, and no one noticed that the scene all fell into Wu Yu's eyes at the corner.
Wu Yu hesitated for a few seconds, glanced to the left and right, and then walked silently to the door, only to hear Lin Fang's voice coming from inside: "What does this note mean? What do you want to talk to Xie Xing upstairs alone?"
"...Yes." Zhang Boming's voice in the door panel was hoarse and slow. After a moment of silence, he said again: "I have something... I have to make it clear to him."
"What? What are you hiding from me?"
"No, Lin Fang, I just..."
"Look at your appearance! What happened, why does Xie Xing hate you, and what do you mean by saying that you are hypocritical and incompetent? If you don't say anything, I can only go upstairs to find Xie Xing to confront you in person!"
Zhang Boming rushed out: "Don't!"
There was an unspeakable silence, and Wu Yu's expression changed slightly outside the door, and finally Zhang Boming's difficult voice rang again: "...don't disturb the painter, I hope no one will disturb the peace and freedom of the painter for the rest of his life... because It was me who made the mistake."
"Ten years ago, during the siege against the Thayer gang and Arthur Hodgson in Myanmar, in order to complete the arrest task as soon as possible, and in order to be rewarded as soon as possible, I ignored... the artist's... distress signal."
Lin Fang was at a loss for words because he was too shocked. After a long time, he said: "What nonsense are you talking about? We didn't receive any distress signals at all back then!"
"Because I deleted it, no one but me had a chance to see it."
"you-"
"Do you remember when the siege mission was successfully completed ten years ago, I ordered the painter to be recalled?"
Lin Fang said in disbelief: "I remember, but the artist refused. He asked for an extension of the undercover time limit and continued to investigate the Mariana Trench deeply in the Golden Triangle..."
"Yes, since then he hated me, even the entire system organization." Zhang Boming smiled bitterly: "Now that he is finally back, I can't hide this matter, the best way to deal with it is when he comes out. I have to plead guilty before the charges, at least to avoid the most ugly and ugly situation, and to save each other the last bit of dignity."
"... No, wait, are you crazy? We're going to have a celebration soon! What's the benefit of this kind of thing happening at this time?!"
"It's no good to wait for the artist to come out and expose it!"
"Zhang Boming!" Lin Fang lowered his voice and said angrily, "I remind you to pay attention, it has been ten years! Xie Xing has no evidence to prove that he sent a distress signal. As long as there is no evidence, the accusation cannot be established, and he has no way to expose you. !"
"… "
Zhang Boming's heavy breathing came from the door, and he didn't say anything for a long time. Lin Fang finally slowed down: "Listen to me, we have made such a great contribution, there is no reason for that one ten years ago. Mistakes are…”
"But this credit itself is based on a wrong foundation." Zhang Boming interrupted him: "Do you remember that we once argued about the irreducibility of procedural justice and result justice? If the procedure itself is wrong, the result will also be wrong. It will inevitably be affected, it is inevitable!"
There was a loud bang on the tabletop, and Lin Fang couldn't bear it any longer: "Can you put aside the so-called procedural justice?! Everyone is looking forward to this celebration, and everyone who has paid the price of hard work needs to get a merit, you can't because This matter affects everyone's interests!"
Zhang Boming roared: "It's me who is reporting! The painter is back alive, and what happened ten years ago won't affect you!"
"Don't be naive! Once you call the investigation team, it will investigate the mistake of our internal management confidentiality ten years ago! Any omission will affect all of us!!"
The frightening silence continued, there was no movement inside the door, and Wu Yu outside the door seemed to freeze. I don't know how long it took, Lin Fang walked towards the door of the ward, then stopped suddenly, turned to Zhang Boming with gritted teeth: "I must not allow you to mess around before the celebration, understand? I will stop you at all costs! "
Wu Yu didn't have time to hear Zhang Boming's answer. He hurriedly retreated to the corridor and turned a corner. As soon as he hid in a blind spot, the door slammed open and Lin Fang's angry figure disappeared in the corridor.
"—It was after 5:30 p.m., and then I went back to the ward. Until nearly 6:30 p.m., Lin Fang suddenly forced his way in, saying that someone had just found Zhang Boming's body in a secluded place downstairs. Later, the forensic doctor determined through an autopsy that the time of death was around 6:00 to 6:15."
After Wu Yu said these words intermittently, he was interrupted by coughing several times because of the pain, possibly because he injured his lungs.
Zhang Zhixing's expression kept changing in the dark, all kinds of thoughts twisted into a mess in his mind, "... so Lin Fang is to prevent my son from exposing himself, so... "
"Lin Fang has sufficient motivation, time and conditions, and also has the ability to clean up the scene of anti-reconnaissance. Afterwards, he strongly accused me of the investigation team, which should be a measure of self-defense."
Zhang Zhixing opened and closed his mouth several times. After struggling for a long time, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Then why didn't you say it when you faced the investigation team?!"
Yes, if the truth is as Wu Yu said, and Lin Fang is a complete lie, then Wu Yu has no motive to conceal that Lin Fang went to Zhang Boming's ward at five o'clock. The investigation team originally tended to trust the painter!
The floor-to-ceiling windows of the building are not fitted with glass, and the bare concrete window sills are almost flush with the ground. The neon lights on the street in the distance and the endless stream of car lights shine in, reflecting the half-section of Wu Yu's profile, which is cold, pale and deep. A smile appeared on his face, although it seemed indescribable:
"Maybe it's because of Zhang Boming's fall from the building, each of us has a ghost in our hearts."
Confused
Zhang Zhixing paused hesitantly, and at this time he only heard "Kala" behind the concrete pillar where the two were hiding! A bullet was loaded, and then Lin Fang's icy voice sounded: "—Don't move."
The expressions of Wu Yu and Zhang Zhixing changed at the same time!
Lin Fang pointed his gun at the corner of the cement column: "You two, come out."