"On the day when Haiyang and the others talked to Dong Xiaoqing for the last time, Dong Xiaoqing took a courier from the electric well door at the door," said Tao Ran. "The order was printed very clearly and could be seen from the camera. It was sent to him by Dong Gan."

Luo Wenzhou glanced at Fei Du. If Fei Du's eyes were a little lazy just now, then he would be completely awake and his expression was sharp when he stared at the hands-free phone.

Luo Wenzhou said: "But if I remember correctly, Xiao Haiyang's last visit to the Dong family was several days before Zhou Huaijin's assassination. Why didn't the person who hit Dong Xiaoqing take advantage of this time?"

"Because at that time, there were media reporters waiting at Dong Xiaoqing's house every now and then, she kept hiding at home and never went out. The risk of entering the house to murder was too high, and no one could be sure what Dong Gan sent home. If Dong Gan sent home only some irrelevant things, they would instead alarm the enemy."

Luo Wenzhou remembered something and said with a faint look: "Yeah," you continue."

"Three days later, Dong Xiaoqing went out. She first went to the flower shop to buy flowers, and then took the bus to Hengai Hospital. No one knew that there was a knife hidden in her bag. The girl was like an innocent and harmless family member of the driver who caused the accident. She felt guilty and went to visit the family of the victim. I think the person who followed her at that time did not expect that she could do something to stab someone in public."

Luo Wenzhou was silent for a while when he heard this, then he said, "After Dong Xiaoqing received the mailing bag from Dong Gan, she passed by herself for three days, and finally chose to take revenge."

People can do anything under a moment of impulse, but the impulse is only a moment, and huge changes cannot make people impulse for three days. What did Dong Xiaoqing do when she was alone during these three days?

She may be trying to determine the authenticity of the information in the packet, or she may be planning how to retaliate against the Zhou family.

She has Xiao Haiyang’s contact information and can also call ‘110’ at any time.

Has she hesitated?

Did she take out her cell phone and press the number for a moment, thinking about handing over everything she had to the police, waiting for society to give her a result - whether her father was a victim or a murderer?

Fei Du bent his hand with some difficulty, and tapped the hospital bed guardrail next to him with his joints lightly and rhythmically. Luo Wenzhou pinched his fingers.

"Don't move around," Luo Wenzhou whispered, "I'm not a espionage person, and I don't have the function of listening to the translation of Morse codes."

Tao Ran reacted for a moment before realizing who he was talking to, and asked, "Did you turn on the hands-free one? I said why there was a reply - is Fei Du next to you? Fei Du, am I awake? How do you feel today? When we went to see you the day before yesterday, you were not very awake. Did you see the fruit you bought for you? Xiao Qiao also brought you a bear."

The fruits had probably entered Luo Wenzhou's foodie's belly. The bear's head was covered by Luo Wenzhou's hand-owed hand-locking bag. He put on a styling with his claws and clasped against the corner of the wall. He should be a robber bear who was blocked by the police just after robbing the bank. He looked quite tasteful.

Tao Ran said: "We were so scared that day. You don't know, Lao Luodu..."

Luo Wenzhou's reaction was as fast as lightning. After hearing a sound, he felt a premonition that what was behind "Tao Dazui" and interrupted him immediately: "He can't speak or eat it. He respects me all the fruits - okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and say serious. What is the basis for your speculation? Dong Xiaoqing and his family live in a remote countryside. If she was followed as soon as she went out, why didn't she find out that day?"

Tao Ran, a dedicated comrade, has the attention of a compass. Although he encounters occasional disturbances, he can always focus on his work with a gentle stroke.

After being interrupted by Luo Wenzhou, he immediately forgot the information he was about to burst out and quickly became serious: "Because the initial investigation was wrong - after Dong Xiaoqing left, there were about a dozen Tianwang cameras on the road from home to the flower shop, eight of which caught her. Then she got on the bus fifty meters away from the flower shop and went to Hengai Hospital - we focused on the eight shots of Dong Xiaoqing, and the passengers who took the bus at the same stop as her and the followers of the bus, but they found nothing."

Luo Wenzhou frowned and rubbed Fei Du's cold fingers one after another.

"Later, we collected clues and surrounding civil surveillance near the flower shop. During the second round of investigation, we found a cyclist."

Luo Wenzhou didn't hear it clearly: "Cycling? Are you the ones who ride a bicycle, covered in nothing but skin? "

"Yes, this person riding a bicycle was photographed by a small surveillance camera on the side door of a bookstore. At that time, he seemed to be resting on the roadside, his face was tightly wrapped and he was wearing sunglasses. He was less than a hundred meters away from the station where Dong Xiaoqing was waiting for the bus. Then the man took a shortcut to the next stop of the bus route that Dong Xiaoqing took, put away the folding bus and got on the bus. He took only two stops and then went down again. There was no intersection with Dong Xiaoqing in the middle, so we didn't notice this person at the beginning."

"Is it a coincidence?" Luo Wenzhou said, "This person may not have wanted to ride a car at first, but he just happened to be tired of riding. You can't suspect him just because he has sun protection, right?"

"It's not a coincidence," Tao Ran said with certainty, "because the stolen vehicle that hit Dong Xiaoqing to death happened to be the bus where Dong Xiaoqing was from the stop where he got off the bus. After discovering this problem, we turned around and checked the vicinity of Dong Xiaoqing's house. Three shots had taken him, roughly drawing the route of the person. We found that this person was almost following Dong Xiaoqing. He rode a bicycle faster than walking, and deliberately took a lot of paths. It was unrealistic to completely avoid surveillance, but he was very careful to avoid surveillance that might have photographed Dong Xiaoqing."

The stalker did not appear in the same shot as Dong Xiaoqing, avoiding getting on and off at the same stop with her, minimizing the risk of the police paying attention to him. Even if the luck was really bad, the police still noticed him, and the cyclist's airtight dress would make him very recognizable.

This person is professional, cautious, and anti-reconnaissance consciousness seems to have been trained-

"The cyclist is responsible for stalking the first half and the car thief's murderer followed the second half. If Dong Xiaoqing was calm and sent the flowers away, the car thief would abandon the car before the owner called the police. Unexpectedly, she actually used a knife to Zhou Huaijin."

If Zheng Kaifeng deliberately contacted Dong Qian with Zhou Huaijin's identity, the moment he learned that Zhou Huaijin was assassinated, he would understand that Dong Xiaoqing must have known something. There must be something wrong with the email Dong Qian sent her, so he decisively silenced her.

"Critical evidence," Luo Wenzhou sighed, "Tao Ran, it's not enough to piece together something, we need key evidence."

"It's very difficult," Tao Ran's voice inevitably brought a little fatigue, "Zheng Kaifeng was burnt all over. Now all signs can only prove that Zheng Kaifeng and Yang Bo and the others are inseparable from this series of cases. Zhou's base camp is abroad, and that is not our territory. We can't just check it. If it weren't for the thugs of Zheng Kaifeng a few days ago, and the underground money shop who made money for Zheng Kaifeng was empty, we might not even find out the transaction between Dong Qian and Zheng Kaifeng."

"I know," said Luo Wenzhou, "thank you for your hard work during this period."

At this time, Fei Du suddenly struggled gently, pulled his finger out of Luo Wenzhou's palm, and wrote on his palm with some disobedience: "Wait for a while..."

Before the right half of the word "卡" was finished, Luo Wenzhou understood what he meant, grabbed his finger again, explained to Tao Ran a few words to hang up the phone, and gently patted Fei Du's thigh: "You are a listener, why do you always have to express your opinions? If you dare to touch the needle, I will hit you."

The only place where Fei Du could express himself was also held by him and could not move, so he had to look at him helplessly.

"Wait for a while," Luo Wenzhou said, "I know that although Zheng Kaifeng is dead, there are so many cases of grudges and revenge across so many years. The evidence appears too quickly and too concentrated, and it always seems unnatural, right?"

Fei Du blinked at him.

"I have a feeling," Luo Wenzhou said suddenly, "You know more about this case than us."

Fei Du looked back at him quietly.

Luo Wenzhou pinched his finger: "Last time you asked me to exchange information, what would I use next time?"

Fei Du pressed his palm.

Luo Wenzhou let go a little and asked him to write.

Fei Du didn't know if it was intentional. Each stroke was pulled very long, and his fingernails, which were carefully carved, were round and neat, swept through his palm lines regardless of lightness or weight.

"'Give'," Luo Wenzhou read out the first word he wrote, "What are you giving it to you?"

Fei Du wrote three strokes in his palm, vertically.

Luo Wenzhou stared at his palm as if he was not lying, and his eyebrows were undulating for a while, and then he laughed "puff". He shook his head and gently flicked Fei Du's face: "Baby, are you dreaming?"

Fei Du looked at him with a smile.

Luo Wenzhou supported his hands on his pillow, leaned down and looked at him, carefully avoiding his injured shoulder, lowered his head and touched his lips gently: "It's really time to dream about it. Go to bed, wake up, I'll have dinner with you."

After saying that, he tucked Fei Du in quilt, turned off the TV, pulled the curtains, went out and explained a few words to the nurse waiting at the door, and walked slowly with a walk-in crutch.

Luo Wenzhou came to "harasse" him every day for a fixed time. He helped him establish a fixed schedule based on Fei Du's mental state, so that he could not tell the difference between morning and evening. After a few days, Fei Du almost developed a conditioned reflex. When he saw him pulling the curtains and leaving, he would automatically feel a strong sense of sleepiness. But I wonder if he was irritated by Tao Ran's phone call, Fei Du suddenly couldn't sleep.

Zheng Kaifeng's cold eyes, Yang Bo's panicked face, Zhou Huaijin's red eyes, Zhou Huaixin's blood all over his body... Everyone couldn't linger in front of him.

He watched Luo Wenzhou's back disappear at the corner, and the nurse walked in and adjusted his drip flow rate.

Fei Du let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little cold.

Half a month later, Luo Wenzhou was re-employed and returned to the municipal bureau to report that on the second day after he took over the Zhou family case, the reception desk received a call from the police station-
Chapter completed!