The man with gray sideburns, wearing a white-washed jacket, looked a little restless and cramped, and a volunteer approached, and he immediately stood up to talk to people like a schoolboy who had done something wrong.

The volunteer was just a young man in his early twenties, probably still a student, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Guo Heng, relax, don't be so polite, do you want to drink water?" ”

Guo Heng smiled at her stiffly: "No, thank you, is it time for me to speak?" ”

"My classmate is debugging the microphone, I'll be right to you, let me tell you."

"Oh, it's good......" Guo Heng pulled down the corner of his clothes, as if he felt that his left and right shoulders were asymmetrical, and moved hard, a little sweat appeared on his forehead, and he called the volunteer incoherently, "Hey, girl, they all know I'm coming, right?" You know who I am, have you told them? ”

"We didn't expect so many people to come, but I just heard that there will be people from the city bureau, but I don't know if there will be ...... arrival."

As she said this, another volunteer waved at her from afar: "The microphone is adjusted." ”

Guo Heng's whole body froze, and he hurriedly took the opportunity to drink a sip of water to moisten his throat, listened to the host call out his name, and walked up with his hands and feet. He took the microphone and glanced at his audience—a lecture hall at Yancheng University, which had been temporarily rented out to students before school started.

There were more than 20 people sitting at the bottom, the youngest was thirty-five or sixteen years old, and the rest were basically middle-aged and elderly. Guo Heng pursed his lips, his eyes swept across the first row, and he saw a somewhat familiar woman - she seemed to be the mother of Qu Tong, the girl who was killed last year, Guo Heng had seen her in the newspaper.

All of us sitting below once had a lively and clever little girl, but the little girl stayed forever at the top of the cardamom and drifted away from her old human parents.

"I ......" Guo Heng accidentally pointed the microphone at the loudspeaker, and a scream suddenly appeared in the speaker, penetrating through his ears, and the audience was silent, and no one protested. The screaming dissipated, Guo Heng cleared his throat, and bowed deeply to everyone below first, bending his waist over ninety degrees.

"My name is Guo Heng," he opened his mouth and held up an old photo, "This is my daughter Guo Fei, more than 20 years ago, our family lived in Lianhua Mountain ......"

Luo Wenzhou walked in through the back door silently, sat in the last row, listened to the man on the stage talk about his daughter when she was a child, and apologized with tears in his eyes - for he once stabbed Wu Guangchuan to death on impulse, resulting in the real murderer going unpunished for more than 20 years.

An hour later, the exchange meeting ended, Guo Heng walked off the podium with red eyes, and Qu Tong's mother hesitated for a moment and handed him a pack of tissues.

Guo Heng was speechless, so he had to take it with both hands.

At this time, someone slowly passed by him, reached out and patted Guo Heng's arm.

Guo Heng was stunned: "Team Luo? ”

"I'm here today on behalf of the city bureau to explain something to you," Luo Wenzhou rarely wore a uniform, and his temperament was also pressed down by Banzheng's uniform, "At the end of last year, we arrested Zhang Chunling, chairman of Chunlai Group, and his brothers, and a cadre from the same party, and now the main people involved in the case have confessed their funding and participation in Su Hui, Su Xiaolan and Su Luozhan kidnapping and murdering the girl. … The whereabouts of the children who could not be found before, or who could not be found, will be able to take them home when the forensic doctor has finished counting...... Condolences. ”

His voice didn't fall, and someone was already whimpering.

Luo Wenzhou sighed, apologized to everyone silently, left the lecture hall with an echo, and rushed to the next place - he bought something and went to the house of Kong Weichen, a police officer from the Nanwan Police Station.

On the day of Yin Ping's arrest, Kong Weichen made a phone call with Zhang Chunjiu in advance, not only did the honor of the "martyr" disappear, but he also kept the suspicion behind his back.

Lu Guosheng was arrested, Gu Zhao's case was turned over unexpectedly, Zhang Chunjiu's nails in the city bureau were basically all exposed, and he himself lost his sources, but he has been in the city bureau for many years, understands all the working habits of the criminal investigation team, and knows that to investigate Gu Zhao's old case, the police must go to find a few key witnesses of the year, the witnesses have naturally been dealt with, the world has evaporated, and the police can only go to find relatives and friends - Yin Ping has long been staring at him, but at the beginning, Even Zhang Chunjiu didn't expect that this unremarkable boiler worker would be so bold and dare to be stiff.

"On the day of the incident, after our colleagues left Yin Ping's house, one of the two pickup trucks was attached to the police car, and they were found to be gone and returned halfway, and at the same time the old cinder fled, and the suspect realized that something was wrong, and immediately planned to kill by mistake rather than let go...... "Luo Wenzhou said to Kong Weichen's family in the most gentle tone possible, "It was the negligence of our work, and it had nothing to do with Xiao Kong's phone call - the suspect admitted that if he had known that Yin Ping had a problem, he would not have answered Xiao Kong's call at that time, so as not to be suspicious." ”

Kong Weichen's family is poor, even after work, it is difficult to make a fortune with the meager salary of the small police officer in the police station, his home is still in tatters, the sofa has collapsed, and it is difficult to entertain guests, so Luo Wenzhou can only sit on a small bench with his legs curled up aggrievedly.

"Kong Weichen is innocent," he said, "don't worry, I ...... about the martyrs There are also colleagues who have been rescued by Xiao Kong, and we will do our best to fight for it - your condolences. ”

Leaving Kong Weichen's house, Luo Wenzhou went to Feng Bin's house and the student's house of art teacher Yu Bin...... felt like a mourner, persuaded people to mourn all the way, and finally came to Yang Xin.

After Yang Xin was arrested, Tao Ran had been in contact with her, and Luo Wenzhou never came to see her - he really had nothing to say to her.

At this time, separated by a table and a pair of handcuffs, each felt strange to each other. Yang Xin lowered her head, pinned her newly cut hair behind her ears, and pointed her hair spin at Luo Wenzhou, not daring to look at him, and whispered, "I told Brother Tao Ran." ”

"I'm not here to judge you." Luo Wenzhou said, "I came here today to tell you the truth about your father's sacrifice - Yang Xin, you raise your head and listen carefully." ”

Yang Xin raised her head with some cringe.

"Three years ago, Lao Yang received an anonymous letter from Fan Siyuan and began to investigate Gu Zhao's old case, their contact information was an anonymous radio station, Lao Yang mistakenly believed Zhang Chunjiu, and he designed to die in that underground passage - these things, I think Fan Siyuan should have told you."

Yang Xin nodded.

"There's something else he hasn't told you." Luo Wenzhou said expressionlessly, "Three years later, under the guidance of your mother, Fan Siyuan went to see Pan Yunteng, and wanted him to report Wang Hongliang of the Huacheng District Bureau on suspicion of drug trafficking, and took the opportunity to pull Zhang Chunjiu to step down, and he went in person at that time. Don't you think it's strange, why is he so hidden when he contacts your father, but he is generous when he goes to see Pan Yunteng? ”

Yang Xin looked dazed.

"Fan Siyuan must have told you that he has no evidence that Zhang Chunjiu is an inner ghost, so he has to force them to show the fox's tail step by step - then have you ever wondered, since he has no evidence, why did he decide that Zhang Chunjiu is the inner ghost? He took such a lot of effort, isn't he afraid of suspecting the wrong person and falling short in the end? If he really suspected Zhang Chunjiu for a long time, why did he never reveal a little bit to your father, so that he was easily deceived by Zhang Chunjiu into trusting and died? Also, don't you think that compared to his method of calculating step by step three years later, and finally breaking up the Chunlai Group, sending anonymous materials to an old policeman three years ago was too rough and not like his style of strategizing? ”

Yang Xin opened his mouth: "Brother Luo......"

Luo Wenzhou bent the corners of his mouth and said word by word: "When Zhang Chunjiu was arrested, he never understood why he was so suspicious that he restarted the album project, Fan Siyuan still recognized him like Wang Ba ate the scales-I'll tell you this answer." ”

Yang Xin seemed to realize something, her eyes widened in fright, her whole person trembled, and she shook her head subconsciously.

"It's very simple, Fan Siyuan found out that he was seriously ill at that time, so he had to speed up his actions, and his suspicions were mainly focused on two people, one was Lao Yang, who had the most partners with Gu Zhao back then, and the other was Zhang Chunjiu, who was in power because of this matter. He first sent anonymous materials to Lao Yang 'fishing', and after several contacts, Lao Yang's suspicion was basically ruled out, so he focused on Zhang Chunjiu. ”

"Why did Lao Yang trust Zhang Chunjiu so easily?" Luo Wenzhou forced his eyes at Yang Xin, "I'll tell you, it's not because Zhang Chunjiu is clever, and it's not because your father is sloppy and credulous - it's Fan Siyuan who has been hinting at him that Zhang Chunjiu is credible." ”

Yang Xin: "No......"

"Your teacher Fan, using your father as a pathfinder, deliberately exposed Fei Chengyu to Zhang Chunjiu through him, and by the way, he got rid of Fei Chengyu by the hands of the Zhang brothers, and he absorbed Fei Chengyu's forces and hid behind the scenes - the Zhang brothers thought they had discovered the virus Fan Siyuan, but in fact, the virus was deliberately exposed and locked the identities of the two of them."

The handcuffs were messed up by Yang Xin: "No! No! No way! ”

Luo Wenzhou said coldly: "You don't believe it, this is the truth." ”

This is the last family of the victim he visited all day, and it is also the last one he wants to see, Yang Xin broke down and cried bitterly, Luo Wenzhou didn't want to see her again, so he stood up and walked to the door.

"Brother Luo!" Yang Xin called him in a panic.

Luo Wenzhou's footsteps paused slightly, but he didn't look back, just gave her a disappointed back.

On this day, the weather was warmer, and there was a little hidden dampness in the wind, indicating that the warm wind from the southeast was about to reach Yancheng north.

When Luo Wenzhou returned home, it was already evening, carrying a bag of sugar-fried chestnuts and a bunch of blood-replenishing ingredients to open the door, and found that the guard cat who usually guarded the door was gone.

Luo Wenzhou stretched out his feet to bring the door and whistled into the house: "Children? ”

screamed and didn't respond, Luo Wenzhou's cold sweat "Teng" came out, this is the problem he fell after he took Fei Du out of Binhai all the way, he couldn't see anyone for a while, his heart rate could soar to one hundred and eight, Tao Ran said that he also belonged to mild "PTSD".

He threw away the things in his hand, and rushed into the bedroom without changing his shoes—the living room, the study, the bedroom...... The balcony, no, an indescribable sense of fear gripped his chest.

Luo Wenzhou: "Fei Du! ”

The sound of this voice was broken, and even the neighbors could be alarmed, and there was a sudden "clang" in the basement, as if something had fallen.

Luo Wenzhou turned his head and rushed down.

The lights in the basement were on, and Fei Du's injured ankle couldn't touch the ground, so he poked there with his back to Luo Wenzhou with his back to his cane...... Facing off against a fat cat.

Seeing people in real terms, Luo Wenzhou breathed a sigh of relief, his legs were weak, and he hurriedly helped down the wall.

Fei Du was alarmed by his hurried footsteps: "I didn't hear when you came back." ”

Luo Wenzhou settled down, walked over without saying a word, hugged him, Fei Du was inexplicably pressed by him on his chest, the whole person almost folded back, it was really difficult for the golden rooster to stand firm independently, so he had to reach out and hold Luo Wenzhou's back, and inadvertently touched a rapid heartbeat, he was stunned for a moment: "You ......"

Luo Wenzhou raised his hand and slapped him on the buttocks, and said vaguely: "Bastard, are you deaf?" ”

He didn't want to show too much of his uneasiness in front of Fei Du, so he raised his face casually, dragged Fei Du's crutches and threw him aside, and hugged him: "Who let you take the stairs, why are you going downstairs?" ”

Fei Du: "Looking for the cat, it's angry." ”

Only then did Luo Wenzhou notice that Comrade Luo Yiguo was standing on top of the cabinet in the storage room, staring at them with a cynical expression, and his body was ...... Something seems to be missing.

Luo Wenzhou was shocked by Luo Yiguo's new shape: "Who shaved the cat's hair?" ”

Fei Du: "Your mother." ”

"Who's it?" Luo Wenzhou glared at him a little unhappily, "The red envelope you were given during the Chinese New Year was taken for nothing?" ”

Fei Du paused visibly.

Luo Wenzhou was originally joking casually, but when he saw him hesitating, he suddenly came back to his senses and felt a pain in his heart - the "parents" that ordinary people can blurt out are a hurdle that Fei Du cannot overcome.

Maybe it's going to be a long time, a lifetime of that.

Luo Wenzhou knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he had to forcibly skip the topic: "Shaving the cat on a cold day, why does Mu Xiaoqing, a lesbian, owe it so much......"

Fei Du suddenly said loudly: "Mom said that this can help it face reality, and save it from always feeling that it is just fat and fat......"

Luo Wenzhou couldn't hear the next words, he stepped on the last step of the basement, and turned to Fei Du as if he was stunned-

Fei Du seemed to avoid his burning gaze as if nothing happened: "I seem to smell the smell of fried chestnuts." ”

"Every day is a new day, and good luck is good, but I'd rather do it exactly so that when luck comes, you'll be prepared." - "The Old Man and the Sea" by Hemingway.