Chapter 1181 Xian Yao
After receiving a call from Lin Feng who was on a business trip, Ma SIR and Zhou Yusheng did not have time to deal with it accordingly, because immediately, another murder case disrupted their pace.
"The deceased's name is Chang Xiao. To the outside world, he is the security director of a financial company, but he is actually a debt collector."
The police officer who arrived at the scene quickly reported: "According to people traveling with him, Chang Xiao was driving at the time, but suddenly, Chang Xiao's head tilted down, and then the car lost control and hit the safety bolt. At that time, After they dragged Chang Xiao out, Chang Xiao was no longer breathing, and there was only a blood hole on his forehead... a suspected gunshot wound."
Hearing the gunshot wound, Ma Houde couldn't help but shake his hands... The gun management in New Zealand is already very strict, and there is no so-called gun qualification like in foreign countries.
If the gangsters hold firearms and walk in the downtown area to kill people...
"What was the deceased doing before the accident?" Zhou Yusheng asked in a deep voice at this time.
They had already rushed to the scene. There were many onlookers at the scene, but they were all isolated outside the guardrail.
The police officer said: "They were drinking in a bar not far behind. We asked and the owner of the bar could prove it. At the same time, we found signs of a fight in the back alley of the bar, and the other two people in the car They also confessed honestly that they happened to meet a debtor and beat him up before finally leaving.”
Ma Houde frowned and said: "Where is the debtor who was beaten?"
"Oh, this man's name is Qian Er, and his identity has been verified." The police officer immediately replied: "But when we found him, he was already drunk and unconscious, and there were signs of beating and blood on his body. Preliminarily It is estimated that there may be slight internal bleeding, which is consistent with what the other two said.”
Mahoude nodded, and then went to see the so-called Qian Er together with the police officer. The two came to Qian Er and saw that Qian Er smelled of alcohol and couldn't wake up even after kicking. "Have you done the test?"
"It's done, 292 per 100 milliliters." The police officer said quickly.
Ma SIR stared, shook his head and said: "You don't want your life...you are so drunk, let alone killing people, you can't stand up even when you pee? Go ahead and send the person to the hospital."
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In fact, Qian Er was in the ambulance at the moment. As soon as Ma SIR said so, the ambulance drove away first.
Zhou Yusheng walked over with an ugly expression at this moment, "Old Ma, Chang Xiao's death state... may be the same as the one in the detention center."
"What?" Ma Houde's face suddenly changed slightly.
Zhou Yusheng said sternly: "Before the accident, Chang Xiao was driving. He must have been facing the windshield... but there were no signs of damage on the windshield - unless the two people in the car were lying, otherwise It’s so weird.”
Ma Houde scratched his head and looked around, "There is no surveillance around here... Let's take the people in the car back first and examine them carefully. We'll see if an autopsy report can be issued tomorrow and we'll see what happens. ”
This was the only way, Zhou Yusheng had no choice but to nod.
Ma SIR then said again: "Old Zhou, I think it's better to do this. This place is relatively close to your home. Why don't you go back first and take a shower and rest. There will be a lot of things to do tomorrow."
"I'm not tired." Zhou Yusheng shook his head.
"But I'm tired!" Ma Houde patted Zhou Yusheng on the back without saying anything, "If I don't have someone to support me, I won't be practical!"
"You old boy." Zhou Yusheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, "You'd better go back first. It's right for your wife to take more care of her second child... Anyway, someone still has to take care of this matter, and someone has to do the subsequent procedures. . I’m not tired, let me do it.”
"Is this what you said?" Mahoude blinked, "I didn't force you?"
"Okay, where is all this nonsense?" Zhou Yusheng responded angrily.
Ma SIR took out his cigarette case, gave one to Zhou Yusheng, and lit one himself. Judging from the situation, he planned to drive home after finishing his cigarette. He patted Zhou Yusheng's shoulder and suddenly said curiously: "I said Lao Zhou, you seem to have become a different person in the past two or three years. Why are you working so hard?”
Zhou Yusheng said casually: "We are the police with a personal name. If we don't fight, who will?"
Ma Houde was stunned and leaned against the car door, "Oh, if you had said this a few years ago, I wouldn't believe it at all. But in the past two or three years, you have almost become a desperate man. I really can't help but believe it." ...I still remember the time when our two teams worked together on cases. At that time, Team Luo was still there, and Team 2 was led by Team Gao. If you are careless, the big fire will say that you are just here to mess around.”
Zhou Yusheng lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
After all, the two of them are now at the same level. Ma Houde laughed awkwardly and said, "Old Zhou, I just sigh, I don't mean anything else. Old Zhou?"
Ma SIR became concerned when he saw Zhou Yusheng put his palm on his forehead and rubbed it vigorously, looking a little painful.
"It's okay..." Zhou Yusheng shook his head, casually took out a small bottle from his clothes, poured out two pills, stuffed them into his mouth, took a bottle of water from the car, and drank a few sips.
"What medicine did you take?"
Zhou Yusheng checked his breathing and seemed to feel more comfortable, "Just a little headache medicine, it'll be fine."
"Is this possible without a headache?" Ma Houde said angrily: "For someone like you, who stays up late every day and often doesn't sleep, I wouldn't be surprised if he suddenly dies one day. No, no, I think it's better to go back and rest. , I will handle the next thing.”
"No need." Zhou Yusheng shook his head.
Ma Houde's attitude became tougher, "Are you going? If you don't go, I have to call Bureau Liu and ask him to give you orders?"
"This..." Zhou Yusheng rubbed his forehead. He really had a severe headache at this moment, so he could only say helplessly: "Okay, I'll go back first."
"Remember to see the doctor!"
Zhou Yusheng waved his hand, as if he didn't listen. Ma Houde was not at ease and called a colleague to drive Zhou Yusheng back.
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"Captain Zhou, are you feeling better? Can I get you a glass of water?"
A colleague helped Zhou Yusheng down on the sofa at his home.
"No need, I can take care of myself." Zhou Yusheng leaned on the sofa, raised his head, waved his hands and said: "There are a lot of things in the bureau, so you go back and do your work first. I'll be fine after I take a rest. I'll go back later. In the bureau... please sort out Chang Xiao’s information as soon as possible.”
"But Captain Zhou, why don't you take a little more rest? With the cavalry team watching, it shouldn't be a big problem."
"Go if you are told, there is so much nonsense!" Zhou Yusheng's tone suddenly became heavier.
The colleague had no choice but to nod, pour a glass of hot water, and then leave quickly... I thought that Team Zhou might be in a bad mood these days - but, in the past few years, Team Zhou has basically always had a bad face, and he is always in trouble. Swearing, although his ability to solve crimes is top-notch, under high pressure, the people in the team are miserable.
Maybe it's a family problem... Everyone knows that Zhou Yusheng's family is not very good. When I helped him come back today, it was obvious that the house was empty.
At the same time, he shook his head, took one last look at Zhou Yusheng, and then closed the door.
After his colleagues left, Zhou Yusheng felt groggy, and cold sweat slowly broke out on his forehead and neck. He only felt that his mouth was dry and his chest was tight and uncomfortable... He wanted to drink water, but his hands started to shake, and the cup It suddenly fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
The sound of the cup breaking was like a switch, making Zhou Yusheng go crazy and scream a few times.
He frantically swept away the things on the table and even overturned the coffee table. He kept shouting at the empty house.
The surroundings around him seemed to be divided, with layers stacked on top of each other. Zhou Yusheng opened his mouth in pain, slowly covered his ears with his hands, fell to his knees on the ground, and finally curled up.
He seemed to hear countless, repetitive and loud sounds.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-!
Such a sound.
Finally he fell to the ground, not knowing whether he fell asleep from exhaustion or passed out.
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Subconsciously, Zhao Le's hands were a little weak, and he almost couldn't hold the box he was holding... He took a deep breath, closed the box at the first moment, and looked around nervously.
The road was full of people rushing to work or go to school, and no one was in the mood to pay attention to Zhao Le's sudden loss of composure.
He lowered his head and hugged the box to his body. The direction he originally planned to go to the bus stop suddenly changed... He quickly walked to the nearest public toilet, walked into one of the compartments, and closed the door.
Zhao Le's eyes flickered, he quickly pushed up his glasses, put his hands on the box... and froze.
Suddenly, Zhao Le took a deep breath. While taking a deep breath, he opened the box directly... The silver pistol did not seem to be light. He could even feel the weight on his legs.
Zhao Le took a deep breath again and picked up the pistol...it still felt heavy. It was obviously a metal product, not a simple plastic toy.
Under the silver pistol, there was a small paper card... Zhao Le quickly picked it up and opened it.
——Hold a gun and think about the person you want to kill, and the bullet will appear.
——You can kill people regardless of distance.
Then there are two sentences of explanation—no more.
Zhao Le was silent for a moment and put the pistol and the piece of paper back into the box... He thought for a while and then took out his cell phone.
Social software, blank avatar.
There is no message record... Zhao Le quickly typed a line of text at this time.
——The gun, did you send it?
After the message was sent, Zhao Le stared at the screen without blinking, silently counting the time - about a minute later, the screen displayed the reply text.
--No.
After Zhao Le saw the reply, he quickly typed new text.
——I received a pistol today, but it has no bullets. Do you know who sent it?
But after waiting for a long time, there was no reply this time... Zhao Le gritted his teeth and typed words again.
——The police came to see me.
This time there was still no reply.
Three minutes, ten minutes...twenty minutes - still no reply.
Zhao Le's eyes flashed with a ferocious look, and finally he closed his eyes. After a while, he returned to his original calmness - he cleared the message record, and the screen became blank again.
Zhao Le thought for a while, and finally stuffed the pistol and small piece of paper into his schoolbag, left the box, lowered his head, and left.
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Fortunately, there were no classes in the first period, so even though he was delayed a lot of time, Zhao Le was not late - his family's financial situation was not very good, but because of his good grades and excellent academic performance, he quickly obtained the Eligibility for the scholarship.
Therefore, he most likely will not allow himself to make mistakes in school.
Large classroom, public class.
The teacher in class today is Lecturer Gao Wen. This teacher's course is also one of Zhao Le's compulsory courses. He still needs the credits for this course. Of course, there are only three classes a week, which is not too much.
However, Professor Gao Wen's classes were generally late, and he basically missed the seats in front of him. Although Zhao Le was not late, he arrived just in time.
For this reason, he could only go directly to the seat at the back.
Just as he walked into the classroom from the back door, Zhao Le saw a few malicious glances - these were the students who held him down and beat him up on the high floor yesterday.
The person in the lead saw Zhao Le walking in through the back door, squinted his eyes, smiled, and suddenly stood up.
Zhao Le lowered his head, immediately changed direction, and looked around hurriedly - suddenly, he sat down as if he saw a savior.
He was sitting next to Chen Mingming.
When the boys saw it, they made a gesture towards Zhao Le, and then sat down with a sneer - the class bell was about to ring, and when Gao Wen came in later, it would be hard for them to make mistakes.
Although he is just a lecturer in the school, I don’t know that lecturer Gao Wen’s father-in-law is a high-level person in the system, and he is expected to be promoted to the province next year?
Several students said that some of their assets were connected to their families, but even their parents did not dare to offend them, let alone themselves.
"Obviously...I'll leave as soon as get out of class is over. I won't cause any trouble to you..." Zhao Le shrank his neck at this time and whispered next to Chen Mingming.
Chen Mingming glanced at it indifferently, and then said: "Let's go to class first."
The lecturer, Gao Wen, slowly walked into the classroom from the front door... Because they were in different classes, the students today did not see Gao Wen's gaffe yesterday.
Although some students spoke about it in school forums, the impact was not significant.
Gao Wen looked around the students, and finally saw Chen Mingming sitting at the back, and just nodded slightly, "Okay, students, let's start class."
Before turning on the projection, Gawain quietly turned on the camera on his cell phone and placed it on the podium... Then he continued his lecture with an expression on his face.
Even though halfway through, he once again saw Luo Qiu's figure suddenly appearing in that empty place, Gawain didn't feel anything unusual.
Sure enough...it still appeared.
This was still a lecture that met the standard... Just like the previous times, when the bell rang, Gawain could not see Luo Qiu again, and no student could know anything.
As always, Gao Wen stayed after class, waiting for some students who came forward to ask questions. He didn't pack up and leave until it was almost the next class time, and returned to his office.
Together as usual.
Along the way, Gao Wen did not turn on his mobile phone. It was not until he returned to the office that he connected his mobile phone to the computer and opened the recording video taken during class.
From the first second... to the last second of the video, Gawain didn't fast forward even a moment.
Finally, he shut down the computer dejectedly - indeed he didn't. (End of chapter)