In Ping'an District, Yancheng City, police officers from Ping'an Street Police Station received a police report from the front desk. Their jurisdiction is a very old apartment building. It is originally a commercial and residential building. It has been disrepaired. The rent and selling price are very low. It is very popular among outsiders and tenants who want to be cheap. Many people come and leave. The residents' composition is very complicated, and there will be a conflict every few days.

A resident smelled an indescribable odor at home for several days. There happened to be a pregnant woman at home, and she couldn't stand it because of the stench. The family found that the source of the stench was next door, so they went to negotiate, but no one came to the house. The pregnant woman's family found another property that did not exist in the building. After checking the property, they found that the house was for rent, and the tenant did not leave any contact information, and the landlord's mobile phone had already become an empty number.

The angry pregnant woman's family thought that the property was inadvertent and wanted to open the door next door. Both sides slammed it and finally alarmed the police station.

Ping'an Street Police Station sent two old police officers who specialized in mediating neighborhood conflicts to the door. As soon as they arrived, they had no time to perform their mediation skills, and they were hit by the pregnant woman's family in Foshan. By chance, at this critical moment, the door shaft "crunched" and broke, so sad.

The stench of being able to play "Resident Evil" seemed to unseal the seal, and almost fumbling the doors to the sky. One of the old police officers always felt that the smell seemed familiar, and suddenly remembered something, his face changed, and he ordered everyone not to enter. He took out his shoe cover and baton, carefully investigated it, and finally opened the refrigerator door-

Three hours later, the municipal police car occupied the open space in front of the apartment building.

Although Luo Wenzhou was still lame, he seemed to have become accustomed to living peacefully with his "third leg". According to him, it is no problem for him to go up the house and tiles to catch thieves in the field, and it is even more difficult to leave the scene.

He put the crutch behind him, like carrying a big sword in the game, stabbed the refrigerator steadily with the Golden Rooster's independent high-difficulty movement, and leaned forward to observe the guy inside.

There is a male corpse in the refrigerator.

It was cold early this winter, and all districts and counties in Yancheng provided heating in advance. Because no one renewed the house, the power supply was shut down about half a month ago. The heating that arrived in advance made the refrigerator that stopped cooling worse. The temperature rose sharply. The bodies stuffed inside and the various bacteria had a "century meeting", which produced a wonderful biochemical reaction.

Lang Qiao originally wanted to support Luo Wenzhou next to him, but after half a minute, he almost went into shock. He ran to the door and shouted: "Boss, are you sinusitis?"

"A policeman who is familiar with the kitchen has never seen what kind of organisms he has rotten in his work and life? It's rare and strange." Luo Wenzhoutou said without looking back, and then waved to the forensics, "Okay, I'll finish reading it, carry it away."

"Captain Luo." Tao Ran handed him a clip, "Look, this was found under the pillow of the camp bed of the deceased."

Luo Wenzhou put on his gloves and took it over. It was a very common folder with a few thin pieces of paper in it. Each piece of paper was covered with a photo, next to it was the name, gender, home address and other basic information on the photo. The date and an unknown number were marked in the corner. Some were printed, some were handwritten, and the handwritten handwriting was heavy and there were typos.

Dong Xiaoqing's photo was suddenly in the book - on the first page, someone drew a cross with a red pen on the photo. It was because of it that the case was transferred to the municipal bureau as soon as possible.

A detective next to him looked at his head: "How come this word is written like a primary school student?"

"It's still an overdeveloped 'primary school student' who makes a living by killing people." Tao Ran looked around the house for a week - this room is an open room, except for the bathroom, there is only one room, no room, and the environment is very simple.

A refrigerator that has become a corpse cabinet, a cloth sofa that is so dirty that it cannot be seen, a three-legged plastic chair, a short-legged coffee table, an old-style wall cabinet, a gray-covered TV and a simple camp bed, this is all the furniture.

There were a few shattered pornographic publications, a set of playing cards and a few mercury-filled dice piled on the sofa. There were dozens of beer bottles and used disposable lunch boxes piled up on the corner of the wall, which made it smell bad even if it was hot, but compared to the owner, it was so smelly.

In addition to changing clothes, there are also many crime tools in the suitcase under the wall cabinet, including rubber gloves, head covers, rain boots, rainproof cloth, prohibited knives, iron hammers, iron rods, electric shock devices and some common lock-picking tools. In the middle are displayed several neatly stacked hundred yuan in cash, which is estimated to be more than 100,000 yuan, forming a circle for a kind-hearted porcelain Buddha.

"Lang Dayan, don't you like 'Lyon'?" Luo Wenzhou said to Lang Qiao, "This is our locally produced 'Lyon'. Come and pay attention to it."

"For the sake of you being my boss, I can pretend that I didn't hear the sentence just now," Lang Qiao said quietly, "Those who insult my male god are irreconcilable."

Luo Wenzhou sneered at the philandering woman who didn't even dare to defend loudly by the male god, and then turned to Xiao Haiyang: "What is this person's identity?"

"This is the ID card in his bag. Wang Xincheng, male, 39 years old, but I just checked it online. This ID card is fake, and the photo and identity information are not in line with each other." Xiao Haiyang handed Luo Wenzhou the fake ID card to the photo. The man in the photo had a flat head, and his appearance was not amazing, and his eyes were staring at the person opposite him. Perhaps it was because of psychological effects, and he looked extremely fierce and vicious.

"Those who need fake identities generally have criminal records, and they are likely to be fugitives," said Luo Wenzhou. "Go to the information database to compare-"

Xiao Haiyang responded quickly.

"Captain Luo, there are a total of 120,000 yuan in the wall cabinet," Tao Ran quickly cleared the cash offered to Buddha. "The cash written next to the date on Dong Xiaoqing's information page is this number, which should be her life-buying money. The date of the last takeaway receipt in the garbage dump is the day before Dong Xiaoqing's death. If this is the murderer who killed Dong Xiaoqing, then he may have died just after receiving the money. Such desperados are drunk today. Even if they offer sacrifices to the Buddha, it will definitely be a matter of one night."

"Just just silenced, but it was destroyed again." Luo Wenzhou sighed, "It's been more than a month. I hope that the surveillance video archived in Ping An District has not been deleted yet. Go check it out. If you don't, try collecting civilian surveillance nearby... There will always be clues."

Tao Ran heard something in his words, looked up at Luo Wenzhou, and Luo Wenzhou shook his head at him, and his eyes fell on the weapon in the wall cabinet again - the style of the hood and rubber gloves was so familiar that he even recognized it at a glance. This was the wear of the murderer who had broken the front windshield and passed him by him at that time.

Luo Wenzhou gently tapped the ground with a crutch and slowly walked out of the smelly scene. He had a premonition in his heart - this is probably the "key evidence" they have been waiting for.

Luo Wenzhou's words come true.

A few days later, Xiao Haiyang found the true identity of this "Wang Xincheng" from the wanted criminal's database through DNA and photos. The man's real name is "Wang Li". He was a long-distance driver. Because he became addicted to gambling, he took risks and killed his creditor's family. Then he fled overnight and was wanted by the local police. Unexpectedly, he started a business without capital.

The forensic doctor confirmed that Wang Li's death was poisoning, and there were residues of beer in his stomach. It was speculated that he should have drunk beer with strong poison without any warning. The poisonous substances and beer residues on the ground should have been the deceased who ran over the bottle while he was struggling with poison, but the bottle that he had been in contact with the poison could not be found at the scene.

In addition, the police found a kettle at Wang Li's house, with half a pot of water remaining. However, there was no container in Wang Li's house that could hold hot water.

In other words, someone knocked on Wang Li's door at that time, probably with money, so he received great courtesy. Wang Li not only drank the poisonous beer, but even poured him a glass of hot water.

The man held the cup and watched coldly as the stupid killer fell to the ground in poisoning, struggling helplessly until he was completely exhausted.

Then, he stuffed the body into the refrigerator - in this way, the time when the body was discovered would be greatly delayed, and a lot of evidence would be annihilated over time - and then took the bottle containing the poisonous wine and the cup he had touched and dispose of it, leaving no trace. When the body was discovered, he would have escaped.

Perfect.

If it weren't for the idiot Wang Li, who put a "stock order" under the pillow... and the unlucky porcelain cup he used and a cup lid.

The cup lid rolled to the ground with the beer bottle when Wang Li was struggling to get poisoned. The bargain was not of quality and the cup lid was broken. Although the poisoned person carefully took the fragments away, unfortunately he walked too hastily and didn't notice that there was still a piece under the cloth sofa.

It happened to be covered with Zheng Kaifeng's fingerprints.

At this point, all the evidence was not in a hurry, and lined up in an orderly manner, and came to the police, like an invisible hand, connecting the causes and consequences step by step.

Zheng Kaifeng and Zhou Junmao completed the primitive accumulation of capital with a bloody smell from the murder of Zhou Yahou thirty-eight years ago.

Twenty-one years ago, in order to enter the country, Zhou used his old tricks again. In the process, Dong Qian and his wife were innocently implicated. Dong Qian lost their relatives, but they were kept in the dark and lived an ordinary life in helpless sorrow. However, his name has been registered by the devil.

After that, Zheng Kaifeng and Zhou Junmao finally passed the stage of "golden partners" working together and began to have a different dream.

Now, maybe the time is ripe, maybe the two of them finally entered the "same-family battle" stage. Zheng Kaifeng re-took the foreshadowing that was laid 21 years ago, and used Yang Bo, who thought he was Zhou Junmao's illegitimate son, to work together inside and outside, and killed the current head of the Zhou family who had been glorious all his life.

Zhou Junmao's death was like a stone that caused a thousand waves, causing the real and fake princes with different ulterior motives to come on stage to perform a farce. I thought I could slowly close the net, but unexpectedly, Dong Qian's "killing knife" made a mistake.

Dong Xiaoqing assassinated Zhou Huaijin and accidentally injured Zhou Huaixin. The murderer urgently silenced him. The police tried Zhou Huaijin again that day.

It seems that the net of heaven is vast and sparse, and the secret from twenty-one years ago was accidentally leaked out, exposed in broad daylight.

Zheng Kai fled and knocked on the door of the murderer who killed Dong Xiaoqing with cash, and murdered the murderer with poison. Then he went to pick up Yang Bo and wanted to escape, but unexpectedly he was ambushed by the police downstairs of the hotel. Zheng Kaifeng was desperate and used his last method - "died together".

From "working together" to "digging together", there are only four steps. Unexpectedly, this process is between normal partners, and abnormal partners are not immune to the common people.

As Wang Li's body was discovered, all the important parties were dead. Those details - such as who was the mysterious courier who delivered the express delivery to Dong Gan, who was the cyclist who followed Dong Xiaoqing, and who set fire to Dong Xiaoqing's house, who also sent text messages to provoke the police, were all dead without evidence. They had to call them "Zheng Kaifeng's subordinates" like the private bodyguards who caught Zheng Kaifeng's mobility that day.

Draw a talisman to these six heavy lives.

Six lives are like six icebergs, and they crashed into the Zhou family's transnational "Titanic", murder, money laundering, cross-border crime... The legend of an era faces sunset and sank bleakly in the vast ocean of the era.

Fei Du put away his hands-free phone and said to Tao Ran, who told him the progress of the case on the phone: "Thank you, brother, I understand."

In a month, Fei Du finally evolved from general abscess to hemiplegia. Although walking upright is still a problem, he can at least sit up and say a few words.

The nurse was paid, and Fei Du received a visitor in the hospital. Zhou Huaijin seemed to be even more embarrassed than Fei Du, who was almost blown to ashes. She sat next to her stiffly. After listening to the causes and consequences, she sat there in place without saying a word for a long time.

"It's probably that," Fei Du sat in a wheelchair and leaned forward with his upper body. "Mr. Zhou, you may be tired of hearing this sentence. I'll say it again, and be mournful and changeable."

Zhou Huaijin closed his eyes hard.

Fei Du's eyes quietly peeled Zhou Huaijin through the frameless lenses: "Actually, I don't understand one thing very well, why did Zheng Kaifeng kill Ling Zun at this time?"

"Zhou..." Zhou Huaijin's voice became very hoarse as soon as he spoke. He quickly cleared his voice, "Zhou Junmao has been in good health these years, but during the physical examination last year, he found a shadow on his chest. Although it was later proved to be a false alarm, it was a bit of an impact on him. In the past one or two years, he has mentioned the will many times - Huaixin should have mentioned it to you."

Zhou Huaixin did say that when he called the police, Fei Du nodded slightly.

Zhou Huaijin smiled bitterly: "He doesn't recognize me, and he won't leave a penny to me. The inheritance is naturally inherited by Huaixin. Huaixin is also familiar with you. He is a little clever, but it is not the material for succession - especially if you can't take over his business, which is neither black nor white."

He didn't have to say anything further. Fei Du already understood - Zhou Junmao finally remembered that he had an incompetent son in his later years, and knew that he would definitely not be able to control this complicated Zhou family, so he wanted to clean up his industry for Zhou Huaixin and gradually withdraw from some less legal fields.

He betrayed Zheng Kaifeng who had crawled out of the mud with him.

Zhou Huaijin lowered her head and wiped her eyes, stood up and said goodbye: "Thank you, Mr. Fei, then I won't disturb you to rest..."

Fei Du interrupted him: "What are Mr. Zhou's plans in the future?"

Zhou Huaijin smiled bitterly: "I can't decide, I still have to go back and cooperate with your investigation into Zhou."

"You have no decision-making power and no participation. Strictly speaking, it is one of the victims," ​​said Fei Du. "Don't worry, you will not be involved in the general situation."

Zhou Huaijin: "I'll lend you auspicious words, thank you."

"But I have some other doubts," Fei Du tapped the wheelchair armrest with his uninjured hand and looked at Zhou Huaijin from bottom to top. "Brother Zhou - you don't mind if I call him that, do you suddenly feel that you two brothers, your family... Lingtang himself, all the tragedies stem from Zhou Junmao's inexplicably thinking that you are not his biological child without paternity tests. I have been puzzled by this matter."

Zhou Huaijin was stunned.

"In addition, there are many doubts in this case. Not to mention the details, I just say that I think the most incredible - Brother Zhou, you have known Zheng Kaifeng since you were a child. Do you think he would be the kind of 'martyr' who would kill him at the end of his life?"

Zhou Huaijin: "You mean..."

"And Yang Bo," said Fei Du, "You all think that Yang Bo is useless. Even if he climbs to the position of secretary of the board, he has to question it repeatedly. What did Zheng Kaifeng like for such an ordinary person? He has to take him with him if he murders Zhou Junmao, and even runs away overnight? Don't you think it's strange?"

Zhou Huaijin slowly opened his blood-covered eyes as he spoke.

"We probably can only find this here. We are beyond the reach of all the transactions that happened abroad," Fei Du looked at Zhou Huaijin deeply and said word by word, "Brother Zhou, have you ever thought that if there is someone behind this, what if Zheng Kaifeng was also one of the chess pieces?"

Zhou Huaijin looked at him in shock.

"You know my contact information - In addition, I always feel that Ling Tang locked things in the safe for a lifetime should be more than a box of heart disease drugs that deter Zhou Junmao. What do you think?" Fei Du blinked at him gently and lowered his voice, "I hope Huaixin can rest in peace. I like his paintings. Let's go, I'll give you a gift."

Zhou Huaijin left the hospital absent-mindedly without even taking care of the paralyzed patient, saying "Stay" politely. Fei Du kept watching him get into the car, and a cold smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He slowly turned the electric wheelchair and slowly slid towards his ward thoughtfully... and then saw a lady at the door of his ward.

She was obviously old, but it did not affect her pleasingness at all. She was wearing a dark gray little fragrant style suit and the small scarf on her neck made Fei Du couldn't help but look at her more in admiration. Her back was even slim.

The woman was looking into Feidu's ward with lunch boxes and flowers in her hand.

Fei Du suspected that she had gone to the wrong room, so he slowly slid the electric wheelchair over and said hello: "Hello."

The woman turned around and opened her eyes slightly and looked at him.

There are often young beauties, but middle-aged beauties are rarely seen.

Fei Du couldn't help but activate the playboy's firepower, gently pushed his glasses, and said politely: "Miss, can't you find the room when you visit the hospital?"

The other party seemed to be stunned by the name "girl" and did not respond for a moment.
Chapter completed!