Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Murder Hunt Plan

When I was a child, an old gentleman who counted eight characters said that I was short of water in my life, and I should have more contact with water in the future. I don't believe it www.biquge.info pen & fun > I think that there is no shortage of water in this world.

However, I do love water, but it has nothing to do with birthdays. My mom told me that when I was a kid, the washbasin was my ocean, and I could spend a day playing in it.

Beijing is desperately short of water, and without support from the south, the city will die of thirst.

The stinky ditches in the city and the surrounding reservoirs are full of man-made impurity, and I can't appreciate the lack of nature's ghost valley magic and the aura of heaven and earth.

The interaction with water, in addition to the dirty rain with a PH value of less than 5.6 with Fu Wenxin in college, is to go to the swimming pool and encounter the tap water flooded with bleach.

In Beijing in winter, swimming is a good aerobic exercise.

After graduating from university, F4 most often goes to a swimming pool in Dongdan, which is spacious and atmospheric, and there are not many people.

That day, Yin Deji taught the landlubber Lu Zehuan to swim in the water, not so much teaching him to swim as pouring him water.

Lu Zehuan was choked like a dog, his face was purple, and he hiccups crazily.

Geng Hao and I were resting by the pool, and I saw the knife wound on his abdomen, like a gray earthworm sticking to his skin.

I touched it and asked, "Does it still hurt now?" ”

"It doesn't hurt, it's a little itchy on a rainy day."

"Thanks to you that time."

"Don't blame yourself, it's none of your business, I want to protect her."

"After all, this incident started because of me, and I don't want my friends around me to be hurt because of me again."

"If you like to write, you will inevitably provoke some moths, so pay attention to protect yourself in the future."

I didn't want anyone around me to be harmed, so I vowed to dig up the perpetrators.

Although all her contact information was deleted, only in this way could I slightly control the nameless anger that arose from the thought of her being pressed under her by the fat-brained second generation of officials.

But I still feel indebted to her, and if Geng Hao hadn't arrived in time, I would have made the worst mistake of my life in that dimly lit alley.

When I got home in the evening, I began to think about who was most likely to do something to me.

I remember that in my freshman year, I wrote an article exposing the indiscriminate discharge of sewage from a paint factory not far from the University of Liberal Arts, affecting the lives and health of the surrounding school districts and residents.

After the article was published, it was reprinted by the media, and the Environmental Protection Bureau intervened in the investigation, and finally prosecuted the owner of the paint factory.

The owner of the paint factory is called Wang Peihua, with a bald head full of meat, square head and big ears, and his whole body is swollen like a deformed person who has been exposed to nuclear radiation.

At the beginning, he coaxed and said that you sue, Lao Tzu is hard in the background, see if you can sue Lao Tzu down.

As a result, his backstage was not as hard as he imagined, and Beijing was cracking down hard in order to hold the Olympic Games, so he was sued as soon as he sued. And it's a mess.

The paint plant discharged production wastewater containing 4,000 times more arsenic and mercury than the standard into the moat, causing the river water to be heavily polluted.

The paint produced by it is labeled as a high-end brand imported from abroad and sold all over the country under the banner of "green". There is no corresponding production license, product approval number, and no industrial and commercial, environmental protection and other procedures, which is an illegal operation.

In the end, he was sentenced to 6 years in prison, compensated the state for economic losses of 6.9 million yuan, and confiscated all the equipment used to commit the crime.

After the paint factory was seized, the equipment inside was dismantled and transformed into a science and technology incubator.

At the court's sentencing meeting, Wang Peihua stood between the two policemen, with a cold bear-like face, and a layer of frost on his face, which was almost like facial paralysis.

He could never have imagined that what was once unbeatable would now be reduced to such a state.

When he was escorted down, he passed by me, staring at me, his eyes spraying a vicious fire, and he wanted to jump over and bite me to death: "You kid, see if Lao Tzu can't kill you!" Immediately, he was forcibly escorted away by the police.

Wang Peihua is being held in Yanqing Prison and should still be serving his sentence.

I think about it, the person who committed the murder in the alley that time was most likely the person he arranged.

Because most of the articles published in "Tide" belong to the tearing between literati, such as pen battles and polemics, in fact, they all intersect with the polemicists in private, and even some have a good relationship, and the so-called gentlemen's friendship is as light as water.

The literati admired Voltaire's saying, "I disagree with your statement, but I will defend your right to speak to the death", and they are not the ones who will repay you.

This Wang Peihua was listed as a key suspect by me. To get information about this person, I need to turn to Yuan Zheng.

Yuan Zheng flew everywhere all day long, today in Tokyo, tomorrow in Paris, and yelled at me on the phone all day long, saying that he missed his college life and missed him to death.

Asked me again about Fu Wenxin's news.

I said I don't know, don't ask me about her in the future.

He was strange, expecting something to happen between me and her, and didn't ask any more.

One weekend he said he was back in Beijing and invited us out for a get-together.

In a Western restaurant in Jianguomen, Chen Fei and Bai Zongze were also there. Yuan Zheng is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, dressed professionally, and his temperament suddenly changed from a student to a domineering president.

As soon as he saw me, he jumped over and hugged Lao Tzu and picked him up and spun around: "Brother Little Universe, I miss you to death!" ”

I hurriedly asked him to put it down, these ****** two straight men playing this, don't let others misunderstand.

"Mr. Yuan, you've fascinated a lot of little girls, right?" I asked.

"Hey, don't say it, I'm so busy that I'm having a nervous breakdown, where are these careful thoughts."

After eating for a while, everyone remembered the bittersweet memories and made the atmosphere very nostalgic.

Since Bai Zongze is a top student at Yale Law School, Yuan Zheng consulted him on some international law issues related to the transactions of multinational companies, but anyway, Lao Tzu didn't understand it at all, and he couldn't listen to it, and it is estimated that only a scholar like Bai Zongze could understand it.

Chen Fei and I chatted about director Du Feng's new film, and Chen Fei suggested that I help Du Feng write the script.

I told her that the last time I saw Du Feng in the community, I discussed helping him write a script, and she could try it.

Chen Fei was a little excited, and said: "When the time comes, you will be the first to hang the name of the screenwriter." ”

I said, "It doesn't matter, it's just an interest, and by the way, I can help a friend." ”

"You're my friend?" Chen Fei asked with interest.

I said angrily: "I mean to help Du Feng." ”

She "snorted" and said, "If I hadn't invested money, where would Du Feng get the money to make a movie?" ”

"Then why are you willing to help him?"

"I'm optimistic about his films, which are sharp and thoughtful. Don't think I'm a superficial woman who doesn't know anything and only buys luxury goods, let me tell you, I also have my own movie dreams, and I like movies with feelings, strength and criticism. I know that if I invest this money, there is a chance that I will not get it back, but it doesn't matter, in this society where money is the rule, someone must always shoot something pure, for the sake of art and conscience, this is the ultimate purpose of the movie. ”

Sure enough, I underestimated this girl, and I was impressed by the few words she said.

"How? Are you impressed with me? ”

Before I could praise her, she was already boasting. I had no choice but to taunt her: "Pull it down, it's still ideal, wait for you to be like a group performance squatting at the door of the film studio, and you talk about your ideals when you eat this meal and the next meal is not settled, I will really convince you." ”

"I must write and direct a film and win awards at international film festivals, and see how you mock me when the time comes."

"Okay, I'll wait for this day, and if there is a day, I'll eat my phone and show it to you."

After Yuan Zheng and Bai Zongze finished chatting, I said to Yuan Zheng to go to the balcony to breathe.

When I came outside, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "How is it, are you used to working in the publishing house?" ”

"There's nothing I'm not used to, I eat with a mouthful, and I still like it, so I'll just do it. Now the book industry is like that, if it is going to die, the paper media is already a sunset industry, but someone has to do this to provide spiritual food for the people of the motherland. ”

"I told you, come and help me, the two of us will create the future of the motherland well, and we won't treat you badly, why are you so stubborn?"

"It's not like this kind of saliva is circulating on the Internet, and it makes sense that you can't go to a friend's unit to work."

"Okay, I know you're tough-tempered, whatever you want, when you figure it out one day, feel free to tell me."

"You need to think long-term, not in a hurry."

"Let's live in the dormitory, have such a good time, Junjun left us two to be monks, and we can only take care of each other in the future."

We smiled and said, "Want to ask you something?" ”

"You say."

"Do you know anyone in the police system?"

"I don't know, but my dad does, you say, what's the matter? Seducing a little girl is uneven? He began to talk poorly again.

"Go! Don't talk nonsense! Seriously, can you help me find someone named Wang Peihua, who should be detained in Yanqing Prison now. ”

"What's the matter, what are you looking for him? Isn't this cowardly the owner of the paint factory that you brought down? ”

"Yes, I suspect that he hired someone to commit the injury."

"Okay, no problem, I'll call my dad in the evening and let you know as soon as there is news."

"Thank you."

"Don't talk about it, you have to protect yourself in the future. Most of us just want to live in this world, go with the flow, eat and drink all day long, the whole food passage, burp and this life is over. You want to change, and I've always admired that. Feel free to contact me if you need any help. ”

Yuan Zheng looked at me: "What are you going to do, but you have to be leisurely, don't do anything drastic." ”

"Don't worry, don't you know me? Give him a knife from behind, of course. ”

"Huh?" He was taken aback.

"Lie to you, look at your kid in a hurry, just talk to him."

"That's good, pay attention to safety, in fact, this matter is over, let it go if it should go, turn this page, isn't our life good now?"

"I just don't want my friends to be hurt because of me again, this person is like a time bomb, not getting rid of it for a day, and my heart is panicking. Besides, he made me lose the most precious memory of my life, can I not find a bastard to settle accounts? "I touched the left side of my skull, as if the old wound was still aching.

"Memory? Is memory that important? The important thing is that you live in our memories, that you have these good friends and buddies of ours. ”

"I don't know why, I always feel that memory has the most precious stubble in my life, why am I ****** so unlucky, I just forgot about this stubble, is this fate?"

"Alas!" Yuan Zheng sighed and said, "Sometimes we have to accept our fate, whether we hide or our own, we can't fight if we don't chase after us." ”

"I get what you're saying."

"What's the matter with her? I can't get in touch with her, you ...... her."

"Don't mention her, I told you." Yuan Zheng saw that my tone was firm, and he didn't ask any more.

"Good, good! Then you pay attention to safety, and tell me if you need anything. ”

"There's nothing I need, you've helped me a lot, I'm grateful."

Yuan Zheng is quite efficient, it should be said that his father is efficient. The next morning, he called me to tell me that Wang Peihua had behaved well in prison, had his sentence reduced by three years, and had just been released for two months.

Performing well is a statement on the surface, and insiders revealed that in fact, her wife smashed the last bit of money in the family to dredge it.

After Wang Peihua came out, he went to drive a taxi, and he got all the information such as his company name, license plate number, and home address.

In this society, there is a relationship is different. Hang up the phone and start planning to find the murderer.