Wang Xiujuan, female, Han nationality, 48 years old, with a primary school education, is the mother of He Zhongyi, the victim of the "520" case.

Her husband died in an accident ten years ago, and she was seriously ill and basically had no ability to work. She usually lives on a small amount of hand-woven baskets and two acres of arable land for small rent. Before she arrived in Yancheng, the farthest place she had been to was the provincial capital hospital.

The first time I came to Yancheng in my life was when my only son was separated from her and she died.

Apart from that, there is basically nothing particularly worth mentioning about her.

As for whether there are joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness, and whether there have been any expectations and desires in their life, it is impossible to test.

"Continue to check the suspicious vehicles passing by near the municipal bureau - can you confirm the phone?"

"Captain Luo, her cell phone is in the trash can not far from the gate of the city bureau."

Luo Wenzhou picked up the walkie-talkie, opened his mouth and put it down, speechless - as for her, in such a big Yancheng, except for the mysterious person who kidnapped her, the fraudsters and salesmen would dial her number.

He added some accelerator a bit irritatedly: "What's the reason? What's the motive of the murderer? Can there be so many tricks if he wants to kill someone temporarily? To be honest, I'm a little suspicious of your inference now--In addition, if the murderer is Zhao Haochang, why would he throw the body away in the west? If he wants to blame Zhang Donglai, wouldn't it be better to throw the body directly at the entrance of Chengguang Mansion?"

The person next to him did not respond. Luo Wenzhou glanced at the light of light and found that Fei Du was tracing intently. He stared at the road through the front gear without blinking. Except for the fingers that had been tapping their knees with 4/4, he had not moved for a long time.

Luo Wenzhou reached out and pulled him away: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

Fei Du: "…"

Mr. Fei has grown so big that no one has ever dared to touch his Jingui's head - he just touched it, and it was still the same way to "slap it in the face".

For a moment, he seemed a little confused about what to react, so he turned his head and stared at the bold human, with a bit of a creepy look.

Luo Yiguo stared at him every day to plot to murder him, so Luo Wenzhou didn't care about this "ray" and still asked himself: "Is it possible that the murderer who threw the body in the west area is not the same as the murderer who killed He Zhongyi?"

Fei Du's eyebrows moved slightly, and when Luo Wenzhou thought he was trapped in a new round of distraction, he spoke with a pity for words: "Yes."

Luo Wenzhou: "Which possibility is greater?"

"It depends on whether there are any other clues," Fei Du's upside down biological clock seemed to be on the right track. He finally felt a little sleepy. He lowered his head and pinched his nose hard. "Just as far as I know, both possibilities make sense."

"There are too many possibilities when the corpse thrower and the murderer are not the same person," said Luo Wenzhou. "Then I won't discuss this for now. If the corpse thrower is the murderer, then what is the logic of his corpse throwing the west area?"

Fei Du opened his eyes and his double eyelids, which were originally of moderate size, were torn two layers thick by him, and he pressed heavily on his eye sockets.

He thought about it and said lightly and calmly: "I have inferred before that the murderer and He Zhongyi should know each other. When handling cases, your police usually check the victim's social relationship as soon as possible, so he is likely to be at risk. Especially some things he carefully covered up may be discovered in the process - why is the body thrown in the West District? You can think about it the other way around. If the body was not found by those selfie, then... it is very likely that it would not be discovered."

He might be like Chen Yuan, even if his body was exposed to public, he would be left alone in the end.

Fei Du paused and said, "If an accident occurs, the first 'firewall' fails and the body is still discovered. The police began to investigate the case according to the conventional ideas, so they set up a second firewall - Zhang Donglai. Zhang Donglai has had conflicts with the deceased recently, which is a 'shallow social relationship', which is something you can find out with a rough scan. Once this person is a major suspect, the police will focus on the investigation on this person, and then stop to slow down the excavation of other social relationships of the deceased. Due to Zhang Donglai's special identity, whether you are investigating him or sheltering him, if you are not doing it well, you will be full of trouble. It is enough for you to suffer. How can you still have time to explore a country boy who knows?"

Luo Wenzhou was silent - they really thought about investigating.

Fei Du moved as if he had been sitting for a long time and looked absent-mindedly at the scenery that was quickly retreating outside the car window. The circling overpass was drawn with rows of street lights to create a winding and elegant panoramic view. The East District of Huashi had already revealed the clues of fire trees and silver flowers never sleeping in the sky. I wonder if it was his illusion, that night, the huge LED screen on the "Sky" corridor of the East District was brighter than usual.

Luo Wenzhou glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Are you okay?"

Fei Du asked expressionlessly: "What can I do?"

Luo Wenzhou thought for a while and pointed out bluntly: "Then why are you suddenly so angry with me?"

Fei Du was speechless for a moment: "I'm sorry, Team Luo, I don't know you prefer a rougher way."

Then, the two of them fell silent at the same time, and both realized that something seemed wrong with this.

Fei Du thought to himself: Am I full of food?

Luo Wenzhou reacted slowly after a while, and the little boy actually teased him casually!

It's still teasing in a sarcastic tone!

"I calculated the psychology of the case handlers and kidnapped people in the municipal bureau. If I don't consider the possibility of the gang committing crimes, I think this person must have a criminal record." Fei Du turned his head and stared at the approaching Huashi East District, pretending to be amnesia and turned the topic around.

"What kind of criminal record?"

"Those who have not been discovered - only crimes buried in the soil can give rise to this narcissistic and crazy arrogance."

A long list of police cars rushed into the central business district and quickly divided the troops into several groups, focusing on investigating the near Chengguang Mansion, the Central Plaza and the places where He Zhongyi once delivered goods.

"I'm seeing the ghost," Lang Qiao's voice came from the intercom that was seriously disturbed, "Is Mr. Fei also there? I said, do you usually have so many night owls in the middle of the night?"

Fei Du was also puzzled. Apart from the bar street and private club group behind, it would be quiet at this time. Even on weekends, there were few such lively things.

"Wen Zhou," Tao Ran took in, "The brothers who checked the surveillance found a suspicious car with a trademark on it. It should be a relatively irregular private car rental company. They had just gone to the person in charge of this car rental company and found that their business was very irregular. Even if they didn't match the registered ID card, they couldn't tell-"

“Who is the registered ID card?”

"He Zhongyi." Tao Ran sighed, "About fifteen minutes ago, the rental car drove into the East District Central Business District...hiss..."

A noise broke out around without warning, and suddenly interrupted Tao Ran's voice.

Luo Wenzhou parked the car on the side of the road. When he got down, he saw that the "sky curtain" suddenly became a stream of light, and then a huge countdown sign exploded: five minutes.

The "Sky Screen" itself is a huge LED screen, half on the building next to it, like a stream of blankets, forming a huge corridor parallel to the ground at a height of about three floors from the ground. There are pictures on both sides of the upper and lower - whether in the central square or on the surrounding high buildings, you can see the unfolding scroll.

Someone on the intercom explained: "Boss, it is said that the closing ceremony will be previewed tonight on the venue. The observation deck on the Economic and Trade Building is the best viewing location, and all LED screens here will be broadcast live."

"Love whoever you want," Luo Wenzhou said, "How are the investigations of several key areas?"

"There is nothing near Chengguang Mansion. I asked several security guards and said that I didn't see anyone, and the surveillance was not available. I said it was a private area, so we have to check the procedures."

“There are too many people in the square, we are asking one by one.”

"Several cafes are closed, and there is no one nearby - let's go on his usual delivery route for a while."

"Team Luo, we haven't found that car yet, we are expanding our search."

Luo Wenzhou's ears were filled with a bunch of reports. He quickly sorted out the priorities and was about to make arrangements, but Fei Du suddenly came out of the car and stared at the countdown sign on the sky above his head with a very terrifying look - it was already four minutes and forty seconds.

Luo Wenzhou was stunned: "What's wrong?"

"To attract attention by suicide, the movement must be very large, usually in landmark locations or places with a large flow of people," Fei Du slowly opened his eyes wide. "How can others see it again in full view of the public and not have time to stop it?"

Luo Wenzhou suddenly raised his head. There were tall buildings in the Central Business District of the East District, lined up one after another, pointing straight to the sky. Looking from bottom to top, I almost felt dizzy. There were fireworks patterns rising and falling on the background of the countdown sign, and flowers were constantly grinding the narrow and cramped time.

"There are seven or eight super high-rise buildings here, and there are countless ordinary buildings..." Luo Wenzhou grabbed Fei Du's shoulder, "Which building would she be on the roof?"

Fei Du's face looked ugly as if it had been painted with a layer of pale paint.

Luo Wenzhou immediately realized that he had asked an unreasonable question - Fei Du is not a god.

He grabbed the walkie-talkie and stepped onto the most conspicuous economic and trade building: "Attention, all teams, start checking all roofs immediately!"

Fei Du had a strong feeling that something terrible would definitely happen when the countdown card ended.

For a moment, he stood there blankly.

Luo Wenzhou didn't even have to close the car door, and the people were gone. But in less than five minutes, what could they find?

For a moment, the woman's face with tears and smile flashed back and forth in front of him, becoming a glimpse of light, and gradually extended, dangerously connecting the other end of the distant time, and stretched to that summer, the luxurious and lonely big house—

At this time, a sharp brake sound scraped back his mind. The criminal police who had originally gone to Chengguang Mansion to search but failed arrived. Tao Ran rushed out with a large group of people. Tao Ran quickly said something to the walkie-talkie while directing everyone to take action separately.

Countdown card four minutes, three minutes and fifty-nine seconds—

Fei Du suddenly picked up his cell phone and quickly dialed a number: "It's me, is the ownership of the 'Sky' corridor in the Economic and Trade Center? Find them Mr. Li, hurry up!"

The bar street was brightly lit and bright as daytime. Many entertainers listened to the gimmicks of the lighting performance and came to the central square with colorful cocktails, happily following the countdown. The anxious policemen were walking through all the high-rise buildings with gorgeous lights. They had no time to wait for the elevator to wait for the elevator, so they could only run from the emergency stairs to the roof. After running to the top floor, they held up their flashlights and searched. No, and then turned around and searched for the next building...

The woman stood on a high place, and the person who sent her had left, maybe she was watching her somewhere?

She felt that the person was a little familiar, but she did not go into the depth of who he was. This familiarity comforted her instead.

Even though it was already summer, the wind on the roof of the building was still cold late at night. She looked down and looked down at the central business district’s constantly flashing LED screens and laser lights made her dizzy.

"How much electricity does this cost?" she thought endlessly.

When she was at home, in order to save electricity, she would sit in the yard at night and wash with the moonlight. She would not turn on the lights if she could. She had never seen such extravagant night with her own eyes.

The woman glanced at the countdown on the big screen again: one minute, five, one minute, four...

She bent down with difficulty and picked up a big sign from the ground. The outside of the sign was full of her "injustice" and two sturdy cloth tapes on the inside, which allowed her to carry it on her back like her wings.

She didn't know if the sign would break even if it fell down such a high place, so she hid a suicide note in her pocket - it was all printed for her by that person. As for what it was written on it, she could only read a brief look. She had already forgotten the reading and writing point I learned when I was a child.

The minute bar of the countdown card quickly became "zero", and the number of seconds was rapidly decreasing.
Chapter completed!