Zhang Zhixing and Wu Yu looked at each other, got up slowly, Wu Yu stumbled, leaned against the wall and walked out of the concrete column panting.
Lin Fang stood at the junction of darkness and shadow, a cold and hard light reflected from the muzzle of the gun, pointed directly at Wu Yu, but he said to Zhang Zhixing: "Even if this person is injured, don't take it lightly, teach you to come here, Stay away from him."
Zhang Zhixing was at a loss, and subconsciously looked at Wu Yu, but saw Wu Yu's expressionless cheeks tighten.
"..." Zhang Zhixing could only be heard gasping for breath. After a while, he finally moved, but instead of going straight to Lin Fang, he stepped back in a triangle shape and glanced at the two of them back and forth: "What the hell are you all about? What are you doing? What is the truth of the matter?!"
Lin Fang turned a deaf ear to Zhang Zhixing's questioning, narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Yu, and said slowly, "Six o'clock."
"At six o'clock, Zhang Boming 'falled from the building'. The location was very clever. In a bush on the back side of the hospital building, no pedestrians passed by. Until nearly 6:20, a doctor who was picking up his car after get off work found blood on the ground. Only then did I find Zhang Boming's dead body, and the screams attracted a lot of attention. When I got the news, I immediately broke into your ward, it was 6:26."
"The forensic doctor finally determined the time of Zhang Boming's death within ten minutes, that is, from 6:00 to 6:10, which means that you have 16 to 26 minutes to clean up the scene, return to the ward, and pretend that nothing can be born. The way it looks—for ordinary people, this time is too much, but for you, it is not a problem at all, painter." Lin Fang sneered: "A veteran murderer like you may not even need six minutes."
Wu Yu said hoarsely: "I didn't see that note at all, and I didn't even know that I was going to the rooftop to find Zhang Boming at six o'clock. It was you who had the motive to murder him!"
"Do you have a way to prove that you didn't see that note?"
"you… "
"I have," Lin Fang said lightly.
He held the gun in one hand and did not relax, the other hand reached into the inner pocket of the chest of the coat, and pulled out half a piece of paper under the astonished eyes of Wu Yu and Zhang Zhixing, and it shone brightly.
"I still keep the note that Zhang Boming stuffed into the crack of your ward door. You can tell the authenticity by doing a handwriting test." A mocking expression appeared in his eyes: "—I didn't expect it?"
"!!" Zhang Zhixing's pupils rapidly dilated and trembled, staring straight at the half of the paper.
However, Wu Yu laughed absurdly, although it was very short because of the pain: "If this piece of paper can really be accepted by the investigation team, you should have taken it out a year ago. The reason why you dared not take it at that time was because of you. I know best in my heart that I have never read this piece of paper, and I don't even know the original words and sentences on the paper. As long as I take it out, I will definitely refute and argue fiercely, but it will only increase your suspicion, and you are the one who really dare not talk to the investigation team. The one who confronted him!"
Lin Fang snorted: "I really couldn't bring you down back then, but the situation is different now. The evidence of Bu Chonghua's drug trafficking, murder and escape is conclusive, and a little investigation will reveal the relationship between you and Bu Chonghua. A piece of paper is presented to the Ministry of Public Security as evidence, do you think they believe it or not and you have no knowledge of it?"
Zhang Zhixing suddenly turned his head to look at Wu Yu, and said, "What is your relationship with Bu Chonghua?!" He almost rushed out.
Wu Yu shook his head and took a half step back, leaning his back against the concrete pillar. It was already difficult for him to even keep standing, but his expression did not show any embarrassment, and even looked at Lin Fang with a bit of pity: "Do you think I extracted the soil samples from your wheels?"
"What?" Lin Fang was taken aback.
"No, it's Jiang Ting."
Zhang Zhixing didn't know what happened yet, but Lin Fang was in awe, and his face changed drastically!
"Yes, you guessed right. Jiang Ting stayed at the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau and did not leave, which means that the technical team's comparative appraisal results of the soil samples have come out, and they ordered the kidnappers to drive over me and Bu Chonghua, and end up with them. You are the one who kidnapped us and Peng Wan and locked them in the secret room." Wu Yu looked at him and shook his head, a little sarcastically regretting: "You still want to continue arguing with me here whether the investigation team can accept this note? Now the investigation team is estimated to have entered your home."
This is simply a lore move. Even Zhang Zhixing never thought of it. Lin Fang blurted out angrily: "What are you talking about?! I don't have any—"
"No motive? No, you have."
Wu Yu coughed, laughing while laughing, the laughter was more uncomfortable than crying: "Ten years ago, Zhang Boming was greedy for merit and ignored my distress signal, which caused me to be in danger of being exposed. But why would I be exposed? Will there be a danger of exposure? Who told Thayer and the others that there was an undercover in the drug gang?"
Lin Fang said, "How could I..."
"Ten years later, I and Bu Chonghua were kidnapped by a crashed car on an abandoned highway in an industrial area. The kidnappers left a charred body. The fingerprint DNA matches that of a fugitive in the drug trafficking case in Daxing County ten years ago. The fugitive was once Employed by the 'The Ancient Tea Horse Road'. Do you think I would consider that a coincidence?"
"you!"
"That's not a coincidence," Wu Yu interrupted Lin Fang mercilessly again, and said, "I only want to understand the point of it until now."
"Ten years ago, I discovered that the drug trafficking case in Daxing County involved online drug trafficking. I followed the clues and found the 'Ancient Tea Horse Road' and reported the existence of this website to the special intelligence team. It was also the first time that the Ancient Tea Horse Road appeared in the Ministry of Public Security. In the field of vision. As soon as you learned about this, you immediately dropped the special force, and only three months later I encountered a crisis of exposure in the operation to capture Arthur Hodgson."
"—Everything is not a coincidence, it is a well-designed silence, the real murderer is you." Wu Yu stared at Lin Fang's green and white face: "More than ten years ago, the Internet was not well developed in China. It is not something that ordinary people can do, but you, Lin Fang.
"You are the real operator of the Ancient Tea Horse Road."
As if an invisible bomb exploded in the void, Lin Fang's face was indescribable for a moment, and then he groaned angrily: "Nonsense! I followed you to investigate Bu Chonghua! Peng Wan and the Bu family were suspicious about the case of Peng Wan. blood feud—"
His muzzle twitched subconsciously because of his excitement. At this moment, Wu Yu rushed forward like lightning. With a bang, the muzzle went off, and the bullets hit the wall and splashed ashes!
Zhang Zhixing immediately hugged his head and retreated behind the cement column, the next bullet roared, and the lime shards exploded. Lin Fang was pushed to the ground by Wu Yu, and he wanted to pull the trigger during the scuffle, but Wu Yu gritted his teeth and grabbed his hand violently. corner!
"Fuck!" Lin Fang only had time to utter a word between his teeth, and turned over to grab the gun, but Wu Yu took the lead, and when he was still on the ground, his elbow hit Lin Fang's knee hard - it was a ghostly and unbelievable At the angle and speed, Lin Fang fell to his knees softly on the spot, kicked Wu Yu several times, struggling and chaotic like two trapped beasts fighting to the death together!
Zhang Zhixing was stunned and suspicious. He hid behind the cover and looked around. In the dark, he couldn't see the movements of the two at all. He saw Wu Yufei kicking Lin Fang back a few steps, and staggering up against the wall beside the floor-to-ceiling window frame of the building, wow. Suddenly bowed and choked-
He's reached the end of the game.
At this moment, Lin Fang, who was red-eyed, rushed up, seeing that he was about to knock Wu Yu downstairs!
Zhang Zhixing's nails clasped firmly into the wall, and the next scene was reflected in his wide eyes:
In the blink of an eye, Wu Yu used all his strength to grab Lin Fang, who was rushing towards him. Maybe he wanted to push him to the side, but under the influence of incomparable confusion and inertia, he could only hear the rubble all over the ground. The whole person slid down the windowsill—
"!!"
As if the movie was suddenly pressed to stop, Zhang Zhixing was stunned, Wu Yu was also stunned, and all the pictures froze.
Bang! With a muffled sound, the heavy sound of the human body falling to the ground came from downstairs, as clear as muffled thunder.
"… "
There was a long, dead silence around, without any movement or sound, as if all the air was being evacuated to a vacuum in an instant.
I don't know how long it took before the noise on the street in the distance finally seeped out from the vacuum, like a rising tide, and it became extraordinarily clear.
Zhang Zhixing couldn't believe it all ended so easily. He walked out of the pillar step by step, passed through the hall full of gravel like sleepwalking, stood on the edge of the cement platform on the floor and looked down, only to see five fingers stretched out on the abandoned construction site. human figure.
That's Lin Fang.
he died.
"huh...huh..."
There was Wu Yu's heavy breathing behind him. He staggered back and picked up something from the ground. Zhang Zhixing turned around as if he was electrocuted, and found that it was the half sheet of paper that Lin Fang had dropped during the fight!
[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]
Zhang Zhixing's expression changed slightly, and just as he was about to reach out to take it, Wu Yu folded the note and put it in the inner pocket of his chest, and said exhaustedly, "I'll take it to the Song Bureau and the others for handwriting identification, it should be regarded as a pendant of Zhang Boming. The important evidence in the Lou case, although it is meaningless now."
He actually wanted to use it for handwriting identification? !
Zhang Zhixing stared at Wu Yu's pale, bloodless face, and the thoughts in his mind quickly turned, and he forced his voice out: "In my opinion, why don't you just tear this piece of paper up."
Wu Yu was startled: "What?"
"It's like this, look." Zhang Zhixing calmed down in Wu Yu's suspicious gaze, and his tone became calm: "Now, apart from the two of us, no one knows the existence of this piece of paper, and Lin Fang What he did is naturally supported by other evidence. This piece of paper is not good for you, and I don't want it to be messed up at the time, so to protect you... "
Wu Yu heaved a sigh of relief and didn't care: "There is no advantage or disadvantage, and I didn't kill people."
"Aren't you afraid that they suspect that it's you who went to the rooftop with Zhang Boming?!" Zhang Zhixing asked with a frown.
Unexpectedly, Wu Yu shook his head: "The fundamental reason why Lin Fang wants to silence Zhang Boming is not the so-called collective honor, but that he is afraid that the investigation team will open a special situation, revealing that he is using the special situation network resources to run a tea horse. The facts of the ancient road. This note is a major breakthrough in the case. Once it is confirmed that Zhang Boming's death is strange, the investigation team can enter Lin Fang's house to check his computer. The fall from the building, the murder of Peng Wan, and the abduction of Bu Chonghua and I to the secret room have all been answered, and the real culprit was nailed to him."
Zhang Zhixing stood there blankly.
"What I can't figure out is why he took so much Zhouzhang to attack Peng Wan. It's a secret room and a kidnapping. If he really wants to kill her, he can make an accident and solve it cleanly and directly." Leaning against the wall, he leaned over and looked downstairs: "But I guess this answer may have something to do with Qin Chuan. Now that Lin Fang is dead, we can only wait for Qin Chuan to be caught before slowly interrogating him."
"...Undo it."
"Um?"
Zhang Zhixing stood behind him and asked, "What should we do now?"
"Call the police." Wu Yu lowered his head to cover his wound, coughed hoarsely, and then fumbled to take out his mobile phone: "My injury can't take it anymore, I have to call 120 immediately, and I will trouble you when the police arrive later. —”
Before he finished speaking, a strong force came from behind him, and Wu Yu was caught off guard and jumped forward!
This change came too unexpectedly, Wu Yu had nothing to hide in front of him, and the hand that was holding the window frame had been retracted to cover the wound. This push made him fall directly out of the floor-to-ceiling windowsill, and his feet were empty—
Whoa!
In the nick of time, Wu Yu conditioned reflex to grab back and grabbed the scaffolding like lightning, because the steel bars slammed "Bang! Bang!" under the huge impact, and instantly hung him in the air!
Wu Yu held the steel pipe tightly with only one hand, and hung out of the building in a thrilling way, looking up in disbelief.
In the window sill of the floor, Zhang Zhixing looked down at him expressionlessly, a pair of old eyes flickering in the shadows, the panic and consternation just now were like masks, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"… why… "
Zhang Zhixing half squatted on the ground, looked down at Wu Yu's shocked face, and slowly asked: "I obviously told you to tear this piece of paper, why don't you listen?"
"… "
"I really didn't want to kill you, and it was completely unnecessary, if you didn't insist on taking that note for handwriting identification."
As the cold wind swept through the air, Wu Yu closed his eyes hard, as if trying to sort out the bizarre cause and effect. When he opened it again, his eyes were full of despair and anger: "...It's you."
Zhang Zhixing smiled slightly.
"That piece of paper was not written by Zhang Boming at all, but written by you. After you came out of Zhang Boming's ward, you went upstairs and stuffed the note into the crack of the door of my ward. When Lin Fang took the note and went down to question Zhang Boming, he was shocked. I recognized your father by looking at the handwriting on the note, but out of the mentality of covering up for you, he admitted on the spot that the note was left by himself, so after his death, neither Lin Fang nor I had any doubts about you at all."
"On that day at 6 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Boming was the only one who went up to the rooftop. He went up to see you." Bloodshot gradually appeared in Wu Yu's eyes, and he said from the gap between his teeth, "But he never expected that you would In order to cover up what he did... he even pushed his own son downstairs..."
"It's not me!" Zhang Zhixing's calm expression was suddenly broken, and he roared out: "He died because of you!"
Wu Yu clenched his teeth and stared at him, only to see Zhang Zhixing's hand holding the window frame with blue veins protruding from rage: "The person I wanted to solve that day was you, but I didn't expect it was him who went upstairs! He said he had considered it clearly. , I decided to go to the special investigation team to report me, it doesn't matter if my future is ruined or even pay any price! He fell from the edge of the roof during the dispute, I want to save him! But it's too late, too late!!"
"..." Wu Yu murmured, "He said he was going to report you to the special investigation team."
Absurdity, irony, sadness, and helplessness rushed into his throat at the same time, causing Wu Yu's throat to spasm with pain, "No wonder Zhang Boming told Lin Fang that he was hypocritical and incompetent, so he realized it at the time, he already knew that you were the mastermind behind the scenes— "
He knew why he didn't see the distress signal sent by Wu Yu ten years ago, and he also knew why his father wanted to kill the painter in a panic.
But he did not dare to tell Wu Yu at the time.
He knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, for the heroic soul who sacrificed innocently, and for his cowardice and despicability that he dared not expose his father.
No one in this world will know what Zhang Boming was thinking in those two hours. How much family affection, righteousness, moral condemnation and questioning of conscience occupied his intense psychological struggle. But two hours later, when he saw the note in Lin Fang's hand, all the struggles didn't matter - he realized that if he chose to be a silent accomplice, his father would kill Wu Yu. It doesn't matter whether Wu Yu knows the truth or not, as long as he is alive, he is the evidence of all Zhang Zhixing's crimes!
Therefore, Zhang Boming made a desperate decision. When the six o'clock agreed on the note arrived, he went to the rooftop alone to tell Zhang Zhixing that he already knew all the truth and would do everything possible to expose this biological father!
"...The one who hides the distress signal is you," Wu Yu said softly with hot blood, "You are the founder of the Ancient Tea Horse Road."
Zhang Zhixing's eyes were red, but he still stared at Wu Yu, unmoved: "You may not know, my son was trying his best to cover you until the last moment. But that doesn't matter anymore."
He stood up, walked to the other corner and picked up the gun that Lin Fang had been knocked down earlier, returned to the floor-to-ceiling windowsill and pointed at Wu Yu, who was hanging in the air, and then moved the muzzle slightly, aiming at the one who was tightly grasped by Wu Yu. That steel pipe:
"If you tore up the note just now, nothing would happen now. You didn't need to die."
The muzzle of the gun was reflected in Wu Yu's Zhang Da's pupils, and Zhang Zhixing's index finger was pulled towards the trigger:
"Farewell, painter."
-boom!