Wang Xiujuan, female, Han nationality, 48 years old, graduated from primary school, and is the mother of He Zhongyi, the victim of the "5-20" case.

Her husband died in an accident ten years ago, and he himself was seriously ill, basically unable to work, usually living on a small number of hand-woven baskets and a small rent of two acres of arable land, before arriving in Yancheng, the farthest place she had been to was the provincial hospital.

The first time I came to Yancheng in my life, it was my only son who parted with her in life and death.

In addition, there is basically nothing special worth mentioning about her.

It is impossible to determine whether there were joys, sorrows, sorrows, or any hopes and desires in his lackluster life.

"Continue to check for suspicious vehicles passing near the city bureau - can the mobile phone be determined?"

"Team Luo, her phone is in the garbage bin not far from the entrance of the city bureau."

Luo Wenzhou picked up the walkie-talkie, opened his mouth and put it down again, speechless - too, a huge Yancheng, for her, except for the mysterious person who abducted her, fraudsters and salesmen will call her number.

He added some throttle a little irritably: "Because of what? What about the motive of the murderer? Can there be so many tricks to kill someone temporarily? Seriously, I'm a little skeptical of your reasoning now - besides, if the murderer is this Zhao Haochang, why did he dump the body in the West District? If you want to blame Zhang Donglai, wouldn't it be better to throw the body directly at the door of the Chengguang Mansion? ”

The person next to him didn't answer, Luo Wenzhou swept his eyes and found that Fei Du was distracted, he stared at the road through the front gear without blinking, except for the fingers that kept tapping his knees with 4/4, he didn't move for a long time.

Luo Wenzhou unceremoniously reached out and pulled him: "Hey, talk to you!" ”

Fei Du: "......"

Mr. Fei has grown so big that no one has ever dared to touch his golden head - just touch it, it's still the kind of "slap" touching method.

He seemed to be at a little unsure of how to react for a moment, and turned his head to stare at this bold human, his eyes a little crazy.

Luo Yiguo stared at him every day and plotted to murder him, so Luo Wenzhou didn't care about this "ray", and still asked to himself: "Is it possible that the murderer who threw the body in the Western District and killed He Zhongyi is not the same person at all?" ”

Fei Du's eyebrows moved slightly, and just when Luo Wenzhou thought that he was caught in a new round of distraction, he opened his mouth with a word of gold: "Yes." ”

Luo Wenzhou: "Which is more likely?" ”

"Let's see if there are any other clues," Fei Du's upside-down biological clock seemed to be on the right track—finally a little sleepy, he lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose hard, "From what I know, both possibilities make sense." ”

"If the corpse thrower and the murderer are not the same person, there are too many possibilities," Luo Wenzhou said, "Then let's not discuss this first, if the corpse thrower is the murderer, then what is the logic of his corpse dumping in the West District?" ”

Fei Du opened his eyes, and his originally modestly sized double eyelids were torn apart by him in two layers and pressed heavily against his eye sockets.

He thought for a moment and said lightly and calmly: "I inferred before that the murderer and He Zhongyi should know each other. When your police handle a case, they usually check the victim's social relationship as soon as possible, so he is likely to be at risk. In particular, some of the things he carefully covered up might have been unearthed in the process - why was the body dumped in the West End? You can think about it the other way around, if it wasn't the selfie maniacs who found the body, then ...... Most likely, it won't be discovered. ”

He may be like Chen Yuan, even if the corpse is exposed to the public, he will not be able to do it in the end.

Fei Du paused, and said: "And in case of an accident, the first 'firewall' fails, the body is still found, and the police begin to investigate this case according to the conventional way of thinking, then set up a second firewall - Zhang Donglai." Zhang Donglai has recently had a conflict with the deceased, which belongs to 'shallow social relations', which you can find out with a cursory sweep, and once this person is seriously suspected, the police will focus their investigation on this person, and then stop and slow down the excavation of the deceased's other social relations. Because of Zhang Donglai's special identity, whether you check him or shield him, if you don't get it right, you will be full of money, and it will be enough for you to bear it, how can you have time to explore who else does a country boy know? ”

Luo Wenzhou was silent - this is really the way they investigated.

Fei Du seemed to be uncomfortable after sitting for a long time, absentmindedly looking at the scene outside the car window that was rapidly retreating, the circling overpass was outlined by rows of street lamps out of a winding and elegant panorama, the eastern district of the flower market has been far away to reveal the clues of the fire trees and silver flowers that never sleep, I don't know if it is his illusion, this night, the huge LED screen on the "canopy" corridor in the eastern district is brighter than usual.

Luo Wenzhou glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Fei Du asked expressionlessly, "What can I do?" ”

Luo Wenzhou thought for a while and pointed out bluntly: "Then why are you suddenly so kind and angry with me?" ”

Fei Du was speechless for a moment: "I'm sorry Team Luo, I didn't know that you prefer a rough way." ”

Then, both of them fell silent at the same time, and they both felt that something seemed to be wrong with these words.

Fei Du thought to himself: Am I fed?

Luo Wenzhou reacted slowly after a while, and the little cub actually teased him casually!

It's still teasing in a sarcastic tone!

"Calculating the psychology of the case-handling personnel, abducting people in the city bureau, if you don't consider the possibility of a gang committing crimes, I think this person must have a criminal record." Fei Du turned his head, staring intently at the approaching East District of the Flower Market, and pretended to be amnesiac to reverse the subject.

"What kind of antecedent?"

"What is not discovered—only crimes buried in the earth, can give birth to this narcissistic and crazy arrogance."

A long line of police cars rushed into the central business district, and quickly divided into several roads, focusing on the vicinity of the Chengguang Mansion, the central square and the place where He Zhongyi had delivered the goods.

"What the hell," Lang Qiao's voice came from the intercom that was disturbed by Yan Zhan, "Mr. Fei is also there, right?" I said, do you usually have so many night owls in the middle of the night? ”

Fei Du is also inexplicable, except for the bar street and private club group at the back, at this o'clock in the usual, no matter how it stops, even on weekends, it is rarely so lively.

"Wen Zhou," Tao Ran took it in, "The brothers who checked the surveillance found a suspicious car with a trademark on it, it should be a relatively informal private car rental company, just now they have gone to the person in charge of this car rental company, and found that their business is very irregular, and the registered ID card and the person do not match, and they can't be seen-"

"Whose ID card is registered?"

"He Zhongyi." Tao Ran sighed, "About fifteen minutes ago, that rental car drove into the central business district of the Eastern District...... Hiss ......"

Without warning, a commotion erupted all around, suddenly interrupting Tao Ran's words.

Luo Wenzhou parked the car on the side of the road, came down to take a look, and saw that the "canopy" suddenly became full of color, and then a huge countdown card burst out: five minutes.

The "canopy" itself is a huge LED screen, half of which is on the adjacent building, like a flowing blanket, forming a huge corridor parallel to the ground at a height of about three floors above the ground, with pictures on both sides - whether it is in the central plaza or on the surrounding high-rise buildings, you can see the unfolding picture scroll.

Someone on the walkie-talkie explained: "Boss, it is said that the venue will rehearse the closing ceremony tonight, and the observation deck on the economic and trade building is the best viewing place, and all the LED screens here will also be broadcast live." ”

"Whoever you love," Luo Wenzhou said, "how are several key areas investigated?" ”

"There is nothing near the Chengguang Mansion, I asked several security guards, saying that I didn't see anyone, and the monitoring would not come out, saying that it was a private domain, and we had to check the procedures."

"There are too many people in the square, and we are asking one by one."

"A couple of cafes are closed, and there's no one nearby – we'll go around his usual delivery route."

"Team Luo, we haven't been able to find the car yet, and we're expanding our search."

Luo Wenzhou's ears were filled with a bunch of gossip reports, and he quickly sorted out a priority from them, and was about to open his mouth to deploy, but saw Fei Du suddenly get out of the car and look at the countdown sign on the canopy above his head with a very terrifying gaze - it was already four minutes and forty seconds.

Luo Wenzhou was stunned: "What's wrong?" ”

"To attract attention in the form of suicide, the movement must be very large, usually in a landmark location or a place with a lot of traffic," Fei Du slowly widened his eyes, "How can you let others see it again and not have time to stop it?" ”

Luo Wenzhou raised his head suddenly, the central business district of the eastern district is lined with high-rise buildings, row upon row, pointing to the sky, looking up from below, almost a little dizzy, there are fireworks patterns on the background of the countdown card, and the flowers are constantly grinding the narrow and cramped time.

"There are seven or eight super high-rise buildings here, and there are countless ordinary buildings...... Luo Wenzhou grabbed Fei Du's shoulder, "Which building will she be on the roof?" ”

Fei Du's face was ugly, as if it had been painted with a layer of white paint.

Luo Wenzhou immediately realized that he had asked an unreasonable question - Fei Du was not an immortal.

He grabbed the walkie-talkie, took a long leg and ran towards the most conspicuous economic and trade building: "Attention all teams, immediately start checking all the rooftops!" ”

Fei Du had a strong feeling that when the countdown card ended, something terrible would happen.

For a moment, he stood blankly in place.

Luo Wenzhou didn't even bother to close the car door, and the person was gone. But what could they find in less than five minutes?

For a moment the woman's face flickered back and forth in front of him with tears and smiles, becoming a fleeting shadow, and it gradually extended, sinisterly connecting the end of the distant time, to the extravagant and lonely house of that summer—

At this time, a sharp brake sound scraped back his senses, and the criminal policemen who had gone to Chengguang Mansion to search unsuccessfully arrived, Tao Ran rushed out with a large group of people, Tao Ran said something to the walkie-talkie quickly, and directed everyone to act separately.

The countdown card is four minutes long, three minutes and fifty-nine seconds—

Fei Du suddenly picked up his mobile phone and quickly dialed the number: "It's me, is the ownership of the 'Tianmu' corridor in the economic and trade center?" Find me their Mr. Li, quick! ”

The bar street is brightly lit and bright as day, and many fun-seekers listen to the gimmick of the light show and arrive at the central square with colorful cocktails and happily follow the countdown timer. The frustrated police officers weave their way through all the tall buildings under the flashy lights – and by the time the elevator is too late, they have to run up the emergency staircase to the roof. After running to the top floor, I held up my flashlight and searched for it, but no, and then turned around and went back to search for the next building......

The woman is standing on a high place, and the person who sent her has already left, maybe watching her somewhere, right?

She felt that the man was somewhat familiar, but she didn't delve into who he was, and this familiarity reassured her.

Even though it was already summer, the wind on the roof of the building was still cool late at night, and she glanced down, and in the bird's-eye view, the flashing LED screens and laser lights in the central business district made her dizzy.

"How much electricity does this cost?" She thought ramblingly.

When she was at home, in order to save electricity, she would sit in the yard at night, and wash by the moonlight.

The woman glanced at the countdown on the big screen again: one minute and five, one minute and four......

With great difficulty, she bent down and picked up a large sign from the ground, the outside of which was filled with her "grievances" and the inside were two sturdy cloth straps that she could carry on her back like wings.

She didn't know if the sign would be broken if she fell from such a high place, so she hid a suicide note in her pocket - it was all printed by that person for her, and as for what was written on it, she could only read it, and the little reading and writing she had learned when she was a child had almost forgotten it.

The minute column of the countdown board quickly becomes "zero", and the number of seconds decreases rapidly.

The woman gritted her teeth, carried her grievanceed "wings" on her back, and stepped over the guardrail in one step-