When Luo Wenzhou came out of the interrogation room, he felt that he was a little confused. The high-intensity and long-term interrogation process were a torture for both parties. Especially when facing suspects with psychological qualities like Xu Wenchao, he did not give the other party a breath, but in fact he did not give himself a breath.

Those who are traveling outside are still looking for various evidence to support them. Those who are interrogated and those who are interrogated must use the expressions of the other party and the subtle information revealed between the lines to deceive and judge each other.

How much evidence did they have, and how much did Su Luozhan say?

Where did he conflict with each other just now? Which sentence may be true and which sentence avoids the important ones?

Are they cheating me?

In which direction can he admit it?

If you relax a little, Xu Wenchao will immediately seize the opportunity to argue and revise his confession. There is no chance to change someone.

Luo Wenzhou's neck was basically stopped working, and he automatically navigated back to the office entirely based on his muscle memory.

When Qu Tong's parents heard the news, they had already chased Binhai regardless of dissuasion, leaving Guo Heng alone.

Luo Wenzhou saw his back and thought Guo Heng was asleep. He subconsciously took a lighter step and picked up a uniform coat that someone had thrown there from the side. He was about to put it on him, but Guo Heng suddenly looked up.

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were "twistless" from the bridge of his nose to his temples, like cracked scars on the thirsty ground. In the slightly yellowed whites, bloodshot like spider webs wrapped around his eyes, without any sleepiness.

The office area of ​​the lively criminal investigation team in the past was silent. They were either still busy outside or could no longer hold on to sleep. The two men were speechless, and the air seemed to stick together and remained stagnant. No matter how powerful the air conditioner was, it could not be blown away.

After a long time, Guo Heng took the lead in speaking with difficulty: "You... your leader named Lu has told me."

Luo Wenzhou slowly pulled a chair open and sat down opposite him.

"I didn't say it was too specific," said Guo Heng, "He said that some of your details are still being verified - can you tell me the specific situation now?"

Luo Wenzhou paused: "That summer twenty years ago, Guo Fei accidentally met a girl who claimed to be with her teacher. She wore a floral dress and was very beautiful, but she always couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. She asked her several times. One day, when the cram school was over, Guo Fei met the girl again. The girl seemed very anxious and claimed that she had taken her teacher to the hospital. She couldn't find the way back to the hotel alone. Guo Fei is an enthusiastic child. Every year, the teacher comments at the end of the semester year are 'helpful', and she still stays in the Lianhuashan Primary School Archives. She tried to explain it to the other party several times, but the other party had never understood. She thought that it was just a short walk, and it should be less than a few minutes later, so she decided to take the girl to her destination in person..."

From the first time he mentioned the name "Guo Fei", Guo Heng couldn't help but tremble. His turbid tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, intercepted by wrinkles, and then headed towards his gray temples.

Luo Wenzhou said this, paused for a moment, reached out and pressed his hand on Guo Heng's shoulders. His skinny shoulders and his undulating chest were combined together, like a thin and old broken bellows.

Guo Heng took a breath from the surroundings with difficulty: "You say, you continue."

"That girl - Su Xiaolan, who tricked Guo Fei into drinking the drink with something added, left her in the hotel, waiting for the murderer Wu Guangchuan to be discharged from the hospital. Wu Guangchuan deliberately left the army on the grounds of "bad health" and got a bus himself. After killing Guo Fei, Wu Guangchuan hid her in the trunk and left Lianhua Mountain. Su Xiaolan took Guo Fei's pencil case." Luo Wenzhou said - although he knew that whether it was inferred from Su Xiaolan's diary, the consistency of criminal methods, etc.

, Su Xiaolan, the one who killed Guo Fei back then, was actually Su Xiaolan, and Luo Wenzhou gently twisted the facts in a seemingly objective tone. "The deformed relationship between Su Xiaolan and the murderer made her very jealous of the victim. On the way, she had a conflict with the murderer. In anger, she ran out of the car, climbed over the big slope you found, and saw the public phone near the garbage dump. She suddenly came up with a way to vent - she called you that screaming phone and let you hear the sound of the pencil case shaking."

"Why...why..."

"Because she was jealous of Guo Fei having parents like you and a happy family, she grew up to be a girl ten thousand times better than her, and she could not get anything she could live for twenty years."

Guo Heng followed this sentence and looked at Luo Wenzhou, unable to speak for a moment.

"Uncle Guo, you didn't kill the wrong person back then. You were just... too kind and never doubted another person in the house," Luo Wenzhou said softly, "But because you killed Wu Guangchuan in front of her, Su Xiaolan shocked Su Xiaolan. For the first time, Su Xiaolan knew that what she did would bring retribution. She also lived a deformed and painful life later, and greatly reduced the frequency of crimes. You invisibly saved many potential victims - at least hundreds."

Guo Heng raised his hand to cover his eyes and cried in tears.

Luo Wenzhou: "Uncle Guo..."

"Stop talking," Guo Heng waved his hands at him randomly, "Don't bother to comfort me with a nice sound, I'll thank you."

It was precisely because he stabbed Wu Guangchuan to death that Su Xiaolan would never dare to torture the victim's family in the same way. After that, he even adjusted the method of committing the crime, which made the files of the little girls who were later killed quietly mingle among the many missing children. It was twenty years late before seeing the light of day again.

Guo Heng was once impulsive and irritable, but he was not stupid and could hear such a lie with obvious flaws.

"Then where is my Feifei now?"

"The main culprit Su Hui did not participate in this case, so we infer that Guo Fei should be along the national highway leading to the city at that time from Lianhua Mountain."

"Can you still...can you still find it? Are you still looking for it?"

"Can be found," said Luo Wenzhou, "It is impossible for a person to say nothing for no reason. He must be hidden there. There are always traces to follow. Even if he can't find it for a while, there will always be hope in the future. Even if others forget it, I remember it, don't worry."

Guo Heng left the city bureau in another morning light. Luo Wenzhou kept watching his back until he couldn't see it. He didn't know what Guo Heng would be like in the future, but no matter whether he was sixty, seventy or eighty, people still had to live, life still had to continue, and eyes always had to look forward.

It might also be Luo Wenzhou's self-comfort, he felt that Guo Heng's back seemed a little straighter than when he was about to come.

Luo Wenzhou walked back to the office, half-sagging on the chair, breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that he had forgotten something. When he looked up, he saw a cup of cold coffee on the table.

By the way, he asked Fei Du to wait for him!

However, it was obvious that Young Master Fei could not wait for him in the bureau all night, so he should have left long ago.

Just as Luo Wenzhou was staring at the cup of coffee in a daze, he suddenly stretched out a hand and took the cup away. Then, a dark smell of wood fragrance and cologne water penetrated into the man's cuffs. Luo Wenzhou subconsciously sucked his breath, his nose a little dry.

Fei Du climbed out of a precious hotel again, changed into a suit, and put the breakfast and coffee packaged from the hotel on his desk under Luo Wenzhou's confused gaze.

Luo Wenzhou subconsciously said: "You are full and over. If you don't go back to stay in a hotel every day, what about your hotel?"

"It can be said that," Fei Du replied naturally, "I hold sixty percent."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

The bosses who deliberately ran to the working class to show off their wealth were all bastards.

"Didn't you let me wait? Have you got some words to say to me?"

"Oh, yes." Luo Wenzhou opened the coffee and took a big sip, trying to use □□ to retrieve his lost brain, "I want to tell you..."

What is he going to say?

Luo Wenzhou stopped for a while and was surprised to find that his memory had a brief fragment. No matter how he turned it, it was blank. He couldn't remember a punctuation mark. He experienced the symptoms of Alzheimer's disease in advance.

Fei Du's white shirt began to become a little dazzling, almost making a heavy shadow.

"I'll tell you..."

Fei Du watched him talk nonsense a few times, then he tilted his whole body in the direction of the back of the chair and fell asleep. He quickly held up the coffee that Luo Wenzhou was still holding in his hand, gently rescued the cup that almost fell to the ground, and then put a comfortable look on Luo Wenzhou's hand.

The man frowned slightly, very haggard, his eyelids folded three layers, and a layer of stubble appeared on his chin, which was usually very clean, and he had an inexplicable "uncle feeling" and made his face look thinner. After turning for forty-eight hours, even the fairy was listless. Of course, his face would not look very good, but for some reason, his usual slick young master's anger dissipated, and something thicker and more solid immediately came out.

Fei Du leaned sideways on his desk, stretched out his fingers to pinch Luo Wenzhou's chin, and gently turned it over and looked carefully for a while, looking at it like a person who collected antiques and playing with a precious Ru kiln porcelain. After a while, he stood up straight, sighed silently, admitting that he was moved by this face.

Lang Qiao happened to roll in from outside with her feet like a dead dog. She originally thought that she could sleep to death even when she was lying on the road, but unfortunately she ran into this scene. Her sleepy faced her head and frightened her like birds and beasts. She only felt that the "Doming President" series of pornographic novels she had watched since childhood were whistling past her eyes. The policewoman was stunned and turned into a zombie at the door.

The "domineering CEO" with bad intentions was not panicked at all. He turned his head and blinked at her, smiled with great thought, pointed to a large bag of food next to her, signaling her to take it for herself, then picked up the cup of coffee that Luo Wenzhou had just eaten and took a sip, and left.

Tao Ran was a little unable to open his eyes by Chusheng's Chenguang. He was replaced by a colleague who rushed to support him. He shook off all the soil and got into a car casually. At this time, his phone was shaken and Chang Ning sent a group photo. Chen Chen leaned in her arms, grabbed the corner of his sister's clothes tightly, but he still smiled at the camera very hard.

"The doctor said Chenchen was injured and could be discharged from the hospital. My sister-in-law said I would like to thank you. Can you invite you and your colleagues to go home for dinner another day?"

Tao Ran did not reply to the goddess message for the first time, and he fell asleep with his cell phone.

Fei Du took a taxi back to the company. Before working hours came, he signed several documents that he promised Assistant Miao, and then sat alone in the office with high-end decoration for a while.

This is Mr. Fei’s office back then. There is a living room at the entrance, a wine cabinet hidden in the wall, and next to it is a large bookcase with a ceiling. The upper part is a collection of isolated books, parchment scrolls, silk and even bamboo slips, all of which are available. The lower part displays the famous watches collected by the old owner of the office back then.

On the other side, there is a whole exhibition cabinet covered with glass. It is hung with ancient weapons and a waist knife in the center. It is said that it was worn by ancient emperors. The handle of the knife is elegant and luxurious. After years of age, the blade is still sharp. Under the cold light of the display cabinet, it is almost about to break out of the cabinet, eating meat and drinking blood.

In the middle of the sofa is a one-meter-4-meter-high display stand, round and outer circle are various coins that are no longer issued and circulated. A small booth in the middle is placed with the champion works of an international jewelry design competition for three consecutive years. It was only three years. Before I had time to put it on in the fourth year, the collector himself went to the Binhai Sanatorium to lie down.

Every guest who comes to his office for the first time will be shaken by the small museum-like living room. People stay here for a long time, money, power, ambition, and desires must drill out from every open pore.

The office is half-separated and half-connected, connected by an aisle for only one person to pass through. The aisle has a clever bend to prevent the light from the office from coming in. There are small ventilation windows on both sides of the office, and behind it is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, which can clearly overlook most of Yancheng from here. The traffic slowly queuing up and pedestrians as small as ants can see it.

Fei Du got up and took out a not-so-thick folder from a locked file cabinet. The folder contained several contracts, financial statements and several major asset changes. It was a cooperation with a group in the name of the group. His father had cooperated with this fund when he was in power and had regular donations to a public welfare fund under his jurisdiction.

The agreed period has expired and the cooperation will naturally terminate, and the other party has no intention of renewing the contract.

A project plan for "Baishou Marine Resources Leisure and Vacation Holy Land - Building China's Maldives" lies quietly at the bottom of the dozen documents. It was a project that Guangyao Fund once attracted to them and invited them to inject capital. The board of directors of his father's Yishen refused on the grounds that "the capital occupies a large amount of funds and does not have a mature profit model", and then left it alone.

"Binhai..." Fei Du used his pen cap to slash a heavy stroke on it.

Three principles of throwing corpse

First, the place where the body is thrown is absolutely safe. No one outside the control will come to dig the ground, and no one will discover underground secrets.

Second, it can perfectly mix the body into a normal dead body, and even if it is discovered, it will not be called to the police.

Third, even if you call the police, the police cannot identify the deceased.

Article 3 applies to twenty years ago. With the development of various criminal investigation and forensic technologies, it is basically impossible to achieve. Therefore, with Xu Wenchao's IQ, he will definitely follow the first two items.

Why did he choose Binhai?

If thrown by the sea, the risk of corpses being caught will be very high. A farther place requires conditions to go to sea, and not every season can be visited. Some corpses must be buried on land.

The origins and experiences of Xu Wenchao and the Su family show that they have no connection with Binhai City. What reason did Xu Wenchao choose here? Is it just a free photographer who accidentally thought there was a beautiful scenery and rarely visited?

A week later, this extraordinarily complex, time-span and sensational case was finally settled with the cooperation of the police in the two places. The zither stadium who kidnapped Qu Tong finally proved that under various coercion and inducement, one of the other four people in the photo had a strict membership system and had to have an introducer. At the beginning, they were only allowed to invite the little girl Su Luozhan to have a meal, which cost a lot of money and maintained a long-term relationship before they were allowed to become a "superior member".

The "members" identified each other, pulled out the radish and took out the mud to grab a bunch of them - including some "old members" who had already withdrawn from the transaction in the photo. Among them, there were some "successful people" who looked like they were so sensational when the police came to the door.

Guo Fei's body is very similar to the ideas provided by Fei Du. In a rural wild cemetery on the way to the national highway in Lianhua Mountain, according to locals, when cremation was not implemented there, it was specially used to bury dead bodies and die young. There are many superstitious legends in the area, and usually no one dares to get close. A villager accidentally entered the grave when he drank too much and accidentally discovered one of them that he could not match. He was frightened on the spot and had a long time of ghost stories.

Unfortunately, out of taboo, no one has ever verified it.

News, evidence collection, public prosecution... All the subsequent work was a series of work and came to an end. Only then did Luo Wenzhou realize that it was already mid-September.
Chapter completed!