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"Car accident?" Luo Wenzhou asked in surprise, "What are you looking for me for in the car accident?" Let the traffic police brigade next door deal with it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Lu Youliang said: "Have you heard of Zhou Junmao? ”

"Which Zhou Junmao?" Luo Wenzhou was excited, and felt the bright sunshine in the evening suddenly turbulent, "You can't be talking about that Zhou Junmao, right?" ”

Fei Du next to him paused and raised his head silently.

Zhou Junmao is a famous overseas Chinese, 73 years old, born in the suburbs of Yancheng City, Dongdaogou area, lived overseas in his early years, started from the pouring of building materials, started from scratch, and later founded the Zhou Group, an aircraft carrier-level multinational company. In recent years, as he got older, he may have given birth to the idea of returning to his roots, and Zhou's investment focus began to tilt towards the mainland

Zhou Junmao is not an ordinary celebrity, he is low-key, simple life, very enthusiastic about public welfare, especially for the hometown infrastructure construction has made outstanding contributions, the prosperity of the entire Dongdaogou area has half of his credit, there is a road called "Junmao Road", is the only street named after the living person in the entire Yancheng area.

Just half an hour ago, Zhou Junmao was on his way back to his residence in Yancheng from the airport, when he was suddenly hit by a large truck, and the rear of the car was squeezed in, and the old man sitting in the back seat died on the spot, and the driver and the bodyguard in the passenger seat were seriously injured and were being rescued in the hospital.

This is a very tragic traffic accident, and it is conceivable that once the news leaks, the shares of the Zhou Group will definitely fluctuate violently.

At this moment, the youngest son of the Zhou family, who happened to be in Yancheng, came and insisted that his father was murdered and insisted on being dealt with by the criminal police.

"Director Zeng has already brought the forensic doctor over, let's go to the scene to take a look first, say hello to the traffic police team, and then go to Zhou's house," Luo Wenzhou took Lang Qiao, who was on duty, Xiao Haiyang, who was embarrassed to leave early on the first day of work, and a Fei Du to the airport expressway, "Don't worry, I won't work overtime for another month, maybe what's going on, even if this car accident is really man-made, it is estimated that it will have to be hosted by the economic investigation, and we will assist at most." ”

Lang Qiao looked curiously: "Mr. Fei, do you know so many rich people, have you seen this Zhou Junmao?" ”

"I've met once, but I can't quite speak," Fei Du seemed to be a standard good student, sitting in the car on the field, and did not forget to pretend to have a tutorial in his hand, "I know his youngest son well—the one who insisted on calling the police." ”

Lang Qiao lowered his head and began to check on the Internet: "Zhou Junmao has two sons, the eldest son Zhou Huaijin...... Wow, a young talent, Yishui's experience in a prestigious school, he began to help his family take care of assets very early, and he was abroad all the year round. The second son, Zhou Huaixin, is a painter? Hey Mr. Fei, are you talking about him? How did you two get acquainted because you both like art? ”

"Oh, no," replied Fadu, "because we're all losers who don't do our jobs." ”

Lang Qiao: "......"

There was no traffic jam in the direction of the airport expressway out of the city, and before it had time to completely darken, the group rushed to the scene of the crime.

Fei Du was about to get out of the car, and was slapped in the car door by Luo Wenzhou's hand, he was stunned at first, and then came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, like a weasel whose heart and liver were ironed by a chicken's thigh, he glanced at Luo Wenzhou's back, and did not show any joy, but waited in the car very calmly.

Luo Wenzhou took a turn at the scene and found that the dead and injured had been pulled away, and the scene was basically cleaned up.

Fei Du followed behind him and whispered softly in his ear, "Team Luo, I'm flattered." ”

"That's shocking?" Luo Wenzhou glanced at him without moving, "Then your startled spiritual world is up and down enough - Lao Qiu, where are you looking?" What about this! ”

The traffic policeman who was responsible for handling the accident was surnamed Qiu, and he was Luo Wenzhou's acquaintance - Luo's acquaintances were all over the world, all over the three hundred and sixty lines.

Fei Du watched coldly, thinking that people like Luo Wenzhou must have grown up in a very relaxed and enlightened environment since he was a child, and when he was young, he enjoyed unreserved love and attention, so that after he experienced the wind, frost, rain and snow, saw the sinister hearts of people, and even became shrewd and sharp out of professional needs, he still opened his arms to the whole world in his bones.

Sometimes when you stand on the street and look at the men, women and children passing by, it feels like everyone is about the same, you are wearing a shirt and pants, and I am wearing a shirt and pants, and when you look down, you can see the retired old man walking on the side of the road and the blonde foreigner stepping on the same brand of sneakers, almost giving people the illusion that "this is the same world".

People who live in the sun can't imagine that the little friends next to them are suffering from the torture that they can't break free and are accustomed to, and the depressed people can't understand that those who are whistling by are really not forced to laugh.

Just like at this time, he and Luo Wenzhou stood together, and at first glance, it seemed as if they were from the same country.

The skin often hides the truth to the letter.

"If you want to say whether there is any inside story about this matter, then you have to investigate, anyway, if you let me see it, I think it is a traffic accident in which the rear car is fully responsible." Traffic police Lao Qiu beckoned them to see the surveillance, "This Bentley is Zhou Junmao's car, coming out of the airport, driving normally all the way, the driver drives very well, this is no problem." The large cargo that caused the accident came in from the 'Beiyuan Bridge', and we started to number it from the monitoring at the intersection of the Beiyuan Bridge and numbered it into a number. ”

Lao Qiu lined up the dense cameras on the highway according to the number and put them one by one: "At that time, there were not many cars in this direction of the airport expressway, starting from the fourth monitoring, the big cargo was in the same lane as Bentley, there were several other cars in the middle of the car, overtook the past, and walked to the sixteenth monitoring here, the big cargo and the front car were nothing, but the distance between the cars was quite safe." And then you see—"

When the large truck passed through the No. 18 surveillance, the distance between it and the car in front suddenly decreased significantly, and when it looked closely, it was found that it was accelerating very evenly, as if the driver's foot on the accelerator had forgotten to take it off.

Through the 20th monitoring, the speed camera shows that the speed of the large truck has been close to 140 kilometers per hour, obviously exceeding the speed limit, and then, the truck driver is like blind, at this speed fiercely chased the tail of the car in front, the 21st monitoring completely filmed the whole process of the rear-end collision, at that time the collision was tragic, even if there is psychological preparation, or see the chest "chuckle".

Luo Wenzhou: "What about the driver who caused the accident?" ”

"It's dead, it's out of gas before it is sent to the hospital," Lao Qiu said, "The driving record shows that he has been driving this car for ten hours, properly fatigued driving, if it weren't for the family of the deceased who has been making noise and saying that it was murder, I personally watched this monitoring, I feel that this matter is actually quite simple, that is, the driver who caused the accident fell asleep while driving fatigue, and his foot kept stepping on the accelerator and did not let go, so that the car kept accelerating, and 'bang' - it's all over." ”

Luo Wenzhou asked, "Who is this driver?" Do you have a criminal record? ”

"The driver's name is Dong Gan, forty-nine years old, he is a large truck driver who runs transportation for people, just now a person who came to identify the body, it is one of their convoys, saying that this Dong Qian is a very honest person, he has been running on this road for ten years, and he has never had an accident. Besides, you don't think he looks like he can have anything to do with Bentley, and Xiali is pretty much the same. Lao Qiu took the cigarette given by Luo Wenzhou, "Team Luo, do you think the family is reliable?" It can't be those rich people who want to attract eyeballs and news, right? ”

Luo Wenzhou didn't jump to conclusions, but when he saw Zhou Huaixin with his own eyes, he found that this reporter didn't seem to be very reliable.

After seeing Zhang Donglai, Zhou Huaixin and others, Luo Wenzhou had to admit that among the losers produced locally in Yancheng, Fei Du may be considered to have a relatively normal painting style.

Judging from the size of an adult man, Zhou Huaixin is a little "slender" too much, almost like a walking hemp rod, with sunken cheeks, which makes the sensitive criminal police almost suspect him of taking drugs.

He was wearing a T-shirt that I didn't know what he had drawn, and a suit-style vest was worn on the outside, the waistcoat was as long as his knees, and the sides were open to the waist, and there were two fart curtains hanging in front and back, and the right ear was pierced from the pinna down, and the metal rings were hung all over it, and the heavy eyeliner was covered on the eyelids

On the wall behind Zhou Huaixin hangs a masterpiece of his own, an oil painting, which is three meters long and has a very gloomy tone.

Luo Wenzhou is a person who is very insensitive to art, and his appreciation of art works is still at the point of "the more similar to the real thing, the better". Even so, when he saw the painting, he still felt an unbearable sense of suffocation. The painting is dull in color and frantic in line, and at first glance it seems to be a common subject for storms, but upon closer inspection, it turns out that in the upper left corner of the canvas is a sun, and those rust-like reddish-brown lines depict not wind and rain, but light.

Underneath the blood-colored light were large patches of reeds, all the plants with their heads bowed and staggering lifelessly, and a few human skeletons looming in the midst of the canvas.

After staring at this painting for a long time, it is simply disgusting.

"I'm a little unable to keep up with the trend of you," Luo Wenzhou asked Fei Du in a low voice, "What thoughts and feelings does that Young Master Zhou express in this masterpiece?" ”

Fei Du glanced twice, probably because the color of the lines was too similar to blood, and he looked away a little uncomfortably: "If I remember correctly, his painting should have been done in a beach villa, and several supermodels were lying on the beach to use him as mannequins." ”

Luo Wenzhou: "......"

It turns out that the theme of this painting is "red face, white bones, □□".

"His style is really not very likable, and I don't know how others are, anyway, I paid for his paintings for his father's sake." After Fei Du finished whispering, he happened to see Zhou Huaixin standing upstairs, wiping his tears as he walked.

Fei Du raised his voice to greet him: "Brother Zhou, are you okay?" ”

As soon as Zhou Huaixin saw his acquaintance at first glance, he was full of grievances and almost came out of his eyes, and called out "Fei Ye" tremblingly, he crashed into Fei Du's arms like a "giant milk swallow throwing into the forest".

A perfume smell that smelled very much like prickly heat powder came to his face, surging up the person's nose strongly, choking Luo Wenzhou's head and sneezing.

Fei Du was pounced on by him and took half a step back, straightened his shoulders and leaned on him, but his hand fell to the side weakly, and he did not take the initiative to have physical contact with the other party, he was a gentleman with a little "righteous gentleman" demeanor, he whispered a few words of comfort to Zhou Huaixin, and then raised an arm to help him, and slowly led Zhou Huaixin to the side and sat down.

Zhou Huaixin sobbed and asked, "Why did you come?" ”

The ins and outs of Fei Du's matter are not easy to explain, so he simply said: "Study, intern in the city bureau." ”

It was only then that Zhou Huaixin noticed a few strangers next to him, he bent down and pulled a dozen tissues from the table, and said while crying, "You are police officers...... Police? Fei Ye, you love and hobby, it's really niche...... No, my heart hurts, give me a lean......"

He said, like a boneless mollusk, unceremoniously leaned into Fei Du's arms, Luo Wenzhou's dog nose smelled the "prickly heat powder", and inexplicably felt that it was unpleasant to look at Zhou Huaixin, so he opened his mouth officially: "It is said that you insist on not believing that Mr. Zhou's car accident was an accident, is there any basis for this matter?" ”

Zhou Huaixin struggled to raise his heavy eyelids: "My dad insists on exercising every day, and he went to run a marathon in the spring, he can't suddenly disappear like this, someone must want to harm him!" ”

Lang Qiao, who was following him to make a record, put down his little book speechlessly, and couldn't help but interject: "Mr. Xiao Zhou, I know that you may not be able to accept the reality for a while, but Mr. Zhou died in a car accident, let alone a marathon, even the triathlon has no function to prevent car accidents." ”

Zhou Huaixin choked up as if he was about to die, as if Lang Qiao was a big-eyed witch who persecuted the little princess

Fei Du waved his hand at her, lowered his head and whispered, "Brother Zhou, this can't be used as evidence." ”

Zhou Huaixin cried out with a "wow": "Don't you believe me either?" My intuition is the most accurate, my dad usually drives that big car with bulletproof glass when he goes out, and he took this one today, but something happened, is this a coincidence? He had just celebrated his seventy-third birthday last week, and he said that he was ready to retire, and that he wanted to make a will to leave some of the stocks in his hand to me and my brother, and he would ...... when he came back this week."

When Zhou Huaixin said this, he suddenly realized that he had missed something, so he suddenly shut up, and buried his head in Fei Du's body as if he was "weak", covering his chest and not breathing.

"Mr. Zhou only has two sons, even if he doesn't make a will, his property will be your brother's in the future," Luo Wenzhou's eyes poked at Zhou Huaixin like electricity, "Why do you think this will be the reason for him to be killed?" Mr. Xiao Zhou, I know you are uncomfortable, but since you have reported the case, please take it seriously, can you sit up and talk? ”

"I don't know, I just paint, I don't know about those things at home, you go to my eldest brother to say, anyway, I called him, and he will arrive early tomorrow morning." Zhou Huaixin raised his hand to cover his face, avoiding Luo Wenzhou's gaze, "A murder weapon is as big as a car, and the lethality rate is much higher than that of a knife and gun. You're out of business? ”

The speaker seemed to have no intention, but the listener had a heart, and the expression on Fei Du's face suddenly faded a little.

Luo Wenzhou simply and rudely grabbed Zhou Huaixin and pulled him off Fei Du: "The driver who caused the accident is dead, Mr. Xiao Zhou, are you hinting to us that someone will not hesitate to exchange his life for his life and murder your father?" ”

Zhou Huaixin looked at him faintly through the thick dark circles under his eyes: "This police officer, don't you believe that money can buy your life?" ”

Luo Wenzhou and Zhou Huaixin were entangled for nearly an hour, and they didn't know if this person was really brainless or pretending to be a grandson, and sometimes they could clearly detect that he wanted to say something and stopped, as if he knew something, but it was inconvenient to say it to outsiders. Only when they were about to leave, Zhou Huaixin grabbed Fei Du and asked meaninglessly: "Have you heard those rumors?" ”

Fei Du handed Luo Wenzhou a look, and patted Zhou Huaixin's shoulder with his hand: "Don't think about it." ”

Zhou Huaixin refused to let go, and asked in a low voice, "Can you accompany me and wait for my eldest brother to come back?" ”

Before Fei Du could speak, Luo Wenzhou had already answered on his behalf: "Don't bother, you have to make a report at night - 'intern'." ”

Fei Du made a helpless gesture to Zhou Huaixin, and was immediately pushed out of the door by Luo Wenzhou: "Hurry up." ”

Fei Du stumbled a little, but he didn't care, but lowered his head and laughed, and was urged by Luo Wenzhou to hurry back to the official car.

Lang Qiao opened his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Fei, is the snake spirit of that week interesting to you?" ”

"No," Fei Du also whispered, "it's empty, lonely and cold." ”

Lang Qiao was heartbroken: "You are rotten! ”

Luo Wenzhou threw the car door on, raised his hand to pull the two of them away, stretched out his hand to Lang Qiao, and said: "If you have so many estrogen, you won't be able to get married-Fei Du, Zhou Huaixin secretly refused to say, what is the matter?" ”

"Rumors in the rivers and lakes," Fei Du sat up straight, "The respected old Mr. Zhou has an illegitimate child. ”