The environment of the small Internet cafes on the roadside is not very good. The smell of tobacco and alcohol is mixed with the smell of instant noodles, and the sound of keyboard tapping is endless, occasionally mixed with one or two curses for failing to clear the game. From the eighteenth generation of ancestors to the parents, uncles and aunts, it can be as unpleasant as possible.
Jiang Weimian sat in front of the computer and started searching for news about the highway accident that happened yesterday, and found that it had already made the headlines. The driver of the red truck, Zhou Lihu, was arrested as a suspect. Someone was secretly filming him. Several blurry videos were circulated. The titles were: The truck driver drove tiredly late at night and injured a pregnant woman, causing her death. One person was killed and two others were killed. Life.
Jiang Weimian clicked on the video and found a scene of a man being taken away from the hospital entrance by the police. Zhou Lihu is about forty years old, with dark skin and a weathered face. He kept waving his hands and struggling, as if he was trying hard to say something, but he was so anxious that what came out of his mouth was a vague "Abba Abba" and other words.
Wang Dabiao scratched his head in confusion: "What is he talking about?"
Jiang Weimian clicked the mouse button and watched the video again. Finally, he discovered something and frowned: "Is he mute?"
Chen Zuixing thought for a moment after hearing this: "Then was he doing sign language just now?"
Jiang Weimian immediately took screenshots of the video and searched online. He Man and Qian Duoduo quickly took notes with pens and notebooks. While watching videos and sign language tutorials, they finally analyzed the meaning of the sign language Zhou Lihu just made.
"I didn't hit anyone..."
"I want to save her..."
"I still have a family to support..."
"So, at night, work..."
"I really didn't hit her..."
The man stood at the entrance of the crowded hospital, repeating the actions that no one could understand over and over again to the police and the crowd. He opened and closed his mouth, trying his best to say something, but all that came out was an indistinct single tone. His sunken and weathered eyes were filled with tears, and his movements became more and more intense.
"I didn't hit her..."
"I want to save her..."
Zhou Lihu tried to perform that monotonous movement over and over again, but it was in vain and powerless.
"I want to save her..."
After Jiang Weimian slowly translated this sentence, everyone stared at the computer screen and said nothing. He Man held the notebook and whispered: "He is so pitiful. The surveillance camera is broken. If the perpetrator is not caught, he may not be able to explain clearly."
Jiang Weimian browsed the comment area and found that many netizens were misled by the title and content of the video, and began to make many accusations and criticisms. Some even revealed the personal information of the driver Zhou Lihu.
I had long thought that he didn't look like a good guy, so he lived downstairs in my house. He would go out early and come back late every day, and he wouldn't speak to anyone when he saw him. It was a sneaky guess. I heard that when he was young, he followed others in society, spent several years in jail, and now he killed someone. It's really hard to change one's nature. It's a pity that his parents are old and have to worry about their unfilial son.
That pregnant woman is so pitiful and the child is innocent too
This driver deserves to die. His parents didn’t raise him well either.
It turns out that I was in jail when I was young. No wonder I committed crimes again. The bad guys are all old.
Comments almost unanimously blamed Zhou Lihu. People amplify their desire for catharsis and justification on the Internet, and gossip cuts people to pieces through the screen.
They take the moral high ground and accuse an innocent man who has not yet been truly convicted. The law had never sentenced Zhou Lihu to death, nor had the police, but the people on the other side of the Internet had already sentenced him to Lingchi's crime.
It is difficult for a hundred people to argue, let alone a mute.
Jiang Weimian sat in front of the computer and watched the video over and over again. Finally, he searched for the place where the vehicle involved in the accident last disappeared, which was the neighborhood near Shishan Road. He found that the roads were crisscrossed and residential buildings were located next to each other. The workload is quite large.
Shen Zuixing folded his arms and half leaned on the armrest of the chair. He looked at the large area circled on the map and felt a little troubled: "We only know that the vehicle responsible for the accident was a black PST with a license plate ending in 6037 and disappeared near Shishan Road. If you want to find the car, you have to search nearby neighborhoods and parking lots, and it will definitely not be enough for just a few of us."
Qian Duoduo tentatively said: "Call the police?"
Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the back of the head again. Wang Dabiao cursed and said: "Call the damn police, you know how to call the police! If the police find the accident vehicle earlier than us, won't our mission fail? Are you here? Are you here to play games or call the police?”
Shen Zuixing put his hand on his chin and thought: "Zhou Lihu happened to be behind that black PST when he was driving. Do you think it is possible for him to remember the complete license plate number? If we can find the complete license plate number, we can follow the clues. Directly search for the perpetrator’s information.”
He Man said: "But we don't know where Zhou Lihu lives."
Chen Zuixing: "This is not simple. Didn't someone in the comment area say that Zhou Lihu is his neighbor? Send him a private message and ask."
Jiang Weimian still had a vague impression of that comment. Hearing this, he rummaged through the comment area to find the speaker and asked Zhou Lihu's home address in a private message. Although the other party attacked hard on the Internet, he suddenly encountered a stranger's private message and became wary again: Why do you want Zhou Lihu's home address
Seeing this, Jiang Weimian couldn't help but fell into thinking. Before he could think of how to reply, Shen Zuixing had already squeezed in front of the computer, imitating the tone of a keyboard warrior, and typed out a line of words: I want to know where the driver who suffered a thousand knives lives, give it to him Send the blade.
Unexpectedly, the other party unexpectedly replied with a message: No need, he only has two old people at home, and they can't walk anymore.
Chen Zuixing clicked his tongue and said in a cool tone: "You can say that he is a good person. He was scolded the most in the comment section just now. You can say that he is a bad person. He seems to have some conscience."
Jiang Weimian: "There are no purely good and bad people in the world. Most of them are ordinary people who follow the crowd."
After Jiang Weimian finished speaking, he typed slowly on the keyboard and typed a line of words carefully: But I still want to know where he lives. Can you tell me
The other party went offline directly.
He Man looked at Jiang Weimian like a straight man, with subtle eyes: "How can the other party answer you when you ask this? He's too straight."
Shen Zuixing, standing next to him, was convinced: "That's right."
Jiang Weimian looked at him with cold eyes: "If you hadn't alerted the enemy, wouldn't I have been able to ask?"
Shen Zuixing snorted: "You are so powerful, just check it out, you know you blame me, it's up to you to find out."
Jiang Weimian couldn't bear to see Shen Zuixing look so proud. He controlled the mouse and clicked directly into the user's homepage information, then slowly scrolled down and found that the other party had posted a photo three days ago to share life updates. The accompanying picture is a photo taken of birds flying outside the window, complaining that the hot weather makes people not want to go out.
In addition to the birds in the sky, the photo also accidentally captured the residential building opposite and the green sign of the small supermarket downstairs.
Jiang Weimian enlarged the picture and found that the name of the convenience store was "Li Lai Supermarket". He immediately opened the map to search for nearby stores with the same name. A search message popped up after a few seconds, showing that there was a supermarket with the same name nine kilometers away.
Jiang Weimian: "The speaker said that Zhou Lihu lives downstairs in his house, so it should be the same building. Just find the convenience store in the photo to find their residence. The angle of the photo he took is facing the treetops downstairs, and the floor It shouldn’t be high, about three or four floors.”
He Man and others did not expect to find out the address directly from a photo. They couldn't help but rub their arms: "It's too scary. I won't dare to post photos online in the future."
Jiang Weimian wrote down the address of the supermarket on his notebook and said calmly: "The Internet information age has brought a lot of convenience, but it has also taken away a lot of privacy. Now you no longer need to use a knife to kill people, you can just use the keyboard across the screen ”
The owner of the Internet cafe was cleaning the garbage on the ground. The broom was merciless and he poked Jiang Weimian and others' feet directly: "Get out of the way! I have to clean up! Don't block the road!"
Jiang Weimian frowned when he saw this and said nothing.
Shen Zuixing's tone was dangerous, and he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you dare to poke me again?"
He Man frowned and stepped back: "That's right, what's your attitude? Are you open to business like this? My shoes have been stained by you!"
Qian Duoduo stammered: "Sooner or later you will get yellow..."
Wang Dabiao raised his fist: "You're looking for a fucking fight, aren't you?!"
Unexpectedly, the Internet cafe owner was not afraid of them at all. He threw the broom on the ground and finally couldn't hold back his anger: "Damn it, I have never seen such shameless customers like you in all the years I have been doing business! They are all so long!" They look like dogs, but they all turn out to be tough. Five people are given a computer and have to sit there all afternoon. Are you embarrassed?"
“…”
Although Jiang Weimian and others had two hundred yuan, they adhered to the mentality of increasing revenue and cutting costs, so they unanimously decided to buy a computer. You don’t play games anyway, so why waste your money? At this time, they were scolded by the boss and felt embarrassed, so they collectively fled the Internet cafe in despair.
Only Shen Zuixing refused to admit defeat and wanted to step forward to scold him, but Jiang Weimian grabbed him by the collar and carried him all the way to the car: "Be quiet and don't cause trouble."
Jiang Weimian got into the white van, started the car with the key, and immediately drove towards the convenience store quickly. It's already five o'clock in the afternoon, and it will get dark soon. If we don't hurry up and search, it will inevitably make the investigation more difficult.
Shen Zuixing lay lazily in the passenger seat, bored. He opened the game dialogue panel and took a look, only to see a dense cluster of red dots appearing on the map, symbolizing the coordinates of the other players: "Hey, those players are quite fast. , have already arrived in the city.”
Jiang Weimian asked: "Is there a team closer to us?"
Chen Zuixing unexpectedly said: "Yes, they are all near us."
Jiang Weimian frowned: "Why?"
Chen Zuixing: "The coordinates of all players will be displayed on the map, and our position is also on it. Other players probably think that we have many clues and have been quietly following our direction."
Wang Dabiao yelled: "Aren't you just like those idiots from Team Gao Zhi, who want to follow us and snatch people away?"
While driving, Jiang Weimian checked the contents of the dialog box and found that many players had already started to bubble up in the group. There are even some "talented people and strangers" among them. I don't know how they saw the news about Zhou Lihu's traffic accident.
Drunken beauties form a double team: Did anyone see today’s news? Red truck driver Zhou Lihu was taken away as a suspect for investigation
Don’t count on our team: But according to the game problem, the perpetrator should be the owner of the black PST. Was Zhou Lihu arrested by mistake
Right, right, right: We just watched the news video, and we were hoping to get some information, but in the end, Zhou Lihu didn’t say anything. It gave us a headache.
Jiang Weimian couldn't help but pause when he saw this message. While waiting for the traffic light, he slowly typed a few words and then clicked send:
He is mute and cannot speak.
Seeing Jiang Weimian bubbling up, everyone chatting in the group suddenly fell silent for a moment, not sure if it was because of him or what he said. It took about a few seconds before several messages popped up one after another.
It turns out he is mute, so he has to speak
I heard that he sent pregnant women to the hospital for rescue and even advanced the money himself.
Zhou Lihu was in prison before. After he was released from prison, he could not find a serious job and could only help others haul goods. But now many netizens are pouring dirty water on him because he was in prison before.
Someone cautiously asked: Team Fool, do you have any information about the perpetrator? Let me know if you need help.
Jiang Weimian didn't see the message because they had already arrived at Li Lai Supermarket. When he parked the car on the side of the road and was about to find Zhou Lihu's address based on the photo clues, he suddenly found a group of people gradually gathering around him.
There are men and women among these people. At first glance, they are no different from the residents walking around. The only difference is probably that there is an information bar floating above their heads, showing their respective team names.
Team 8…
Yes, yes, yes, team...
Don’t expect our team to…
Players who have bubbled in the dialog box are basically gathered here. They stood on the roadside not far away, looking at Jiang Weimian and others with unclear meanings, neither stepping forward nor leaving.
Shen Zuixing stood calmly next to Jiang Weimian, frowned and complained: "Damn, they must have come on Hot Wheels, why are they so fast?"
He Man carefully shrank behind them: "Are we surrounded? What should we do?"
Qian Duoduo didn't know what he found, and suddenly pointed at the game panel and said in panic: "It's over, brother Xiao Jiang, more and more players are rushing towards us."
If I had to describe it, they were like a pile of catnip. The players around them seemed to smell something addictive and rushed here in a swarm. There were many more people in the streets and alleys unconsciously.
At some point a car stopped on the side of the road, and two men got out of it. One of them was Zhou Lihu. He looked dazed and looked like he had lost his soul. He seemed to have aged ten years overnight.
The policeman responsible for escorting him home reminded: "Zhou Lihu, try not to go out during this period. Just stay at home and wait for summons from the police station at any time. Do you understand?"
The police had compared the marks on the red light truck driven by Zhou Lihu and found that there were no obvious impact marks on the front of the car, which was inconsistent with the wounds on the deceased. Coupled with the lack of surveillance on the road section where the incident occurred, it was indeed suspicious for a pregnant woman to appear on the highway in the middle of the night, and Zhou Lihu had two elderly people with inconvenient legs and feet to support at home, so the police temporarily let him go home.
Zhou Lihu didn't know whether he understood what he said, nodded, and then walked home without saying a word.
It was hot in summer and when the sky was dark, some neighbors came out to enjoy the cool air. When they saw Zhou Lihu walking home, they all stopped and pointed at him with their fans.
"He is the murderer..."
"One corpse, two lives, what a sin..."
What's more, an eccentric aunt directly spat at him: "It's bad luck, take your parents and move away quickly. I don't dare live in the same place as a murderer! I'll find a real estate agent tomorrow!"
"Yes, get them out!"
Zhou Lihu hesitated to speak. He stepped forward to say something, but couldn't. He could only explain to his neighbor over and over again with clumsy gestures:
"I didn't hit anyone..."
"I didn't hit anyone..."
"No… "
He was speechless, sweating profusely, and finally began to bang his head hard and cry. He reached out and grasped the aunt's shoulders, and gestured vigorously in sign language:
"I didn't kill anyone..."
"I have been in jail before..."
"But I have changed..."
"You guys, believe me..."
The aunt couldn't understand what he was talking about. When she saw him rushing up and raising his hands as if he was going to hit someone, she was so frightened that she screamed: "Oh, help, help! Zhou Lihu is going to kill someone! Hurry up and help me get rid of this." The murderer pulls away!"
There were already a large crowd of onlookers. When they saw this, people immediately stepped forward and pulled Zhou Lihu away. What's more, a young and energetic young man punched him directly: "You have killed someone, and you still dare to wander outside. Two lives, does your conscience hurt?"
Zhou Lihu's parents came downstairs tremblingly on crutches at some point. They tried their best to push away the crowd and took Zhou Lihu into their arms. Seeing their son's nose and face were bruised and swollen, they couldn't help crying and asked: "Huzi, tell mom, did you hit anyone? Did you hit anyone?"
Zhou Lihu finally made red eyes and gestured in sign language: "I, don't..."
He patted his chest hard: "Mom, I didn't hit her..."
"I want to save her..."
"I want to save her..."
Mother Zhou nodded while crying, and said to the crowd: "My son didn't hit anyone. He said he didn't hit anyone. He was in jail when he was young, but he was deceived. He has always been filial and honest. , never lie!"
Upon seeing this, nearby residents gathered to watch the excitement, and gradually formed a circle. Some sighed when they saw this, and some didn't believe it.
"He said he didn't hit anyone, so you believed him?"
"Forget it, don't cause trouble, Aunt Zhou, take your son back quickly."
A man with a beer belly said reluctantly: "Whatever you do when you go back, you should let them move away! I'm afraid of losing my life if I live in a community with such a person. He killed two lives, two lives!"
Jiang Weimian heard the noise and rushed over, just in time to see this scene. He saw the man with a beer belly step forward and pull on Zhou Lihu's parents. He strode forward and punched the person to the ground. He frowned and said coldly: "The police's verdict has not yet come down, which means that the driver responsible for the accident is not guilty." It must be Zhou Lihu, you have no right to accuse them."
The beer-bellied man didn't expect anyone to speak for Zhou Lihu's family. He stood up holding his swollen nose and said angrily to Jiang Weimian: "He killed two people. Can I live in the same community with him?!"
Shen Zuixing and others followed him closely. Hearing this, he glanced at him and said with a half-smile, "If you are so capable, don't live on the same Earth as him. It would be better to move to Mars by yourself."
He Man was also filled with indignation: "The police didn't say Zhou Lihu was the murderer at all. Why did you force them to move away?! Don't you have to bear legal responsibility for talking and spreading rumors? You have to force them to death to be satisfied, right?!"
In addition to nearby residents, there are also many gamers gathered around. Others don't know the truth of the matter, but they know it in their hearts. They can't help but fall silent when they see it, and they have more or less complicated emotions.
A female player from Team 8 couldn't bear it. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly walked out of the crowd, leaned over and helped Zhou Lihu's parents up from the ground: "Uncle and aunt, don't listen to their nonsense. I believe Zhou Lihu didn't hit anyone. , the police will definitely clear his name.”
Another player also expressed comfort: "Yes, the matter has not been investigated clearly yet. The perpetrator may still be escaping, and he will be caught sooner or later."
"Yes, I also believe that Zhou Lihu did not hit anyone."
"He sent the pregnant woman to the hospital to save her..."
"He is a good man… "
"I believe Zhou Lihu was not the driver responsible for the accident..."
As soon as one person spoke up, more and more players followed him and walked out of the crowd to vouch for him. An aunt saw so many people and said in disbelief: "Where did you come here to cause trouble? Why have I never seen you in the community?! You are not residents here!"
Chen Zuixing folded his arms and sneered: "We came here for a walk from the neighborhood next door. Why, it can't work?"
Jiang Weimian walked up to Zhou Lihu without saying a word, then slowly leaned down and squatted down, looked into his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Zhou Lihu, do you remember that you were driving on the highway last night, and there was a black PST in front of you? ?"
He asked word by word: "Do you still remember the license plate number of that car? Even if it is just a number."
"As long as you find the car, you can prove your innocence."
…
The rest of the players didn't know what Jiang Weimian said. They only saw Zhou Lihu making a few numbers uncertainly from a distance. Then Jiang Weimian immediately got up and pushed through the crowd, saying to Shen Zuixing and others: "We have a clue. Let's go to Shishan immediately." road!"
After speaking, Jiang Weimian led them quickly towards the van on the roadside. After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked back at the group of players: "..."
Those players probably knew that they had too few clues and would probably not be able to win the game, so they stood still and did not follow up this time. The figure is hidden in the shade of the trees, silent and difficult to detect.
Only a female player from Team 8 made a cheering gesture to Jiang Weimian and the others, and said in a worried tone: "You must catch the perpetrator, and you must not let him go unpunished!"
"Yeah, the game depends on you."
"In the past, people would die on the game board. A pregnant woman has already died. If the culprit cannot be caught this time, Zhou Lihu will probably be drowned in the saliva of those people."
A male secondary player hammered his shoulders and shouted to them: "Boss, I'm optimistic about you! If you need help, please let me know. If it weren't for your answers, our team would have been in the first round." It’s all gone! Even though our team’s name is Don’t Count on Us, you can still count on us at critical moments!”
Most of these players are young people. If they were not involved in this game, they would probably still be in school or working. Their faces could not hide their childishness, and their hearts were still hot. They heard the words and said one after another:
"We are a team!"
"Undersea small column! If you need help, please let me know!"
"Team 8!"
"Team Five!"
…
Pedestrians passing by didn't know why a group of young people suddenly gathered on the streets here, shouting words they didn't understand. In the end, I could only shake my head and lament that I couldn't keep up with the trend.
Jiang Weimian paused when he saw this, rarely responded, nodded to them, then opened the door and got into the car, preparing to rush to Shishan Road.
He didn't know what he was thinking of, and finally looked through the car window at the group of players watching on the roadside, and then looked at the little time left. After a moment of silence, he finally opened the player dialog box and sent a message.
Sent successfully!
Ding! There's new news!
When the white van left, almost at the same time, all players received a message. They subconsciously opened the message interface to check, only to see that the Silly Team actually sent all the perpetrator's information to the group:
The perpetrator was a male, wearing glasses, aged between 30 and 40 years old, driving a black PST, and the last section of the road where he disappeared was near Shishan Road, the license plate number was xxx...
Jiang Weimian finally sent a message, only three short words:
Find it together.
He didn't believe that three hundred people together could not catch one perpetrator.
The other players were inevitably surprised when they saw this. After realizing that this was the murderer's information, they immediately rushed to Shishan Road in a hurry. Passers-by suddenly saw a large number of people running wildly on the street, and they were so frightened that they fled to the side of the road, whispering in low voices.
"Oh, what's going on? Why are there so many people? It scares me to death..."
"Is he running a marathon?"