It's already late at night!

On this night, the silence was unbelievable. At this time, outside the prime minister's residence, there were already reporters standing there, waiting for the prime minister to come forward to explain and express the attitude of the central authorities, although in the afternoon, the secretary general of the prime minister had already said that the Ministry of Justice would set up an independent investigation team to conduct a comprehensive investigation into the "Wuxi incident" and promised to return everyone the truth.

But this obviously did not meet the requirements of the reporters, and there were still a large number of reporters waiting outside the door, waiting to be the first to know the latest news and inform their respective newspapers.

However, they were disappointed that after the emergency Cabinet meeting in the afternoon, they still had no further information, how would the Cabinet handle the matter? How His Majesty will deal with this matter, for these journalists, they have too many questions to ask.

Why is this happening?

At this time, after the emergency cabinet meeting, Guan Mingtang's mind was filled with one why after another.

The Wuxi incident was like a thunderclap that spread throughout the country at the same time, it also reached the ears of him, the emperor, after learning the news, as the prime minister of the empire, the first thing he felt was anger, the police shot at the civilians, how could he not be angry.

When did the country's police and army become weapons for the suppression of civilians!

Why did they shoot? A bunch of idiots! It's just exacerbating the problem!

But then, a report from the Investigation Bureau made Guan Mingtang even more angry - conspiracy! It's a conspiracy! A conspiracy directed by political careerists!

Why?

Why would they do this? Is it just to overthrow the country?

In the office, Guan Mingtang, who had not slept all night, still kept flashing this question in his mind, and now, there was no conclusion, the report of the Investigation Bureau was only speculation, speculating that there was a conspiracy behind the Wuxi incident, because the police opened fire on the striking workers, which was originally an unthinkable thing.

As the fuse of the whole incident, why did the police shoot?

This is a doubt, and the biggest doubt is that the officer suspected of ordering the police to shoot is - missing!

Where is the officer now? Only find him. The truth will be revealed! Thinking of this, Guan Mingtang immediately picked up the phone and hung up a call to the director of the investigation bureau.

The body was found in a ditch near a phone booth.

It's the height of summer. But it wasn't very hot, and now, in the wee hours of the morning, it even looked a little cold. There is still a strong wind blowing on the riverside, and there is no dull feeling of summer at all, at this time by the Yangtze River, several cars are parked on the river embankment, and these people with national flag sleeves on their sleeves. You don't need to look to know that it is the investigators of the Investigation Bureau, and at this time, they are all standing there, the headlights of the car illuminating the dark embankment, and on a Pegasus pickup truck, the light of the searchlight shines under the embankment.

In the midst of the light, two tall, lanky men walked down the embankment, the ground littered with gravel. Walking up and creaking. In recent months. Construction is underway on the embankment to reinforce the embankment with stones, leaving many footprints on the mud and sand next to the embankment.

As the two men walked over to the side, two people were standing next to the corpse, one of whom was a short, middle-aged man, who seemed to be carefully identifying the corpse. He appears to be a medical examiner, examining the scene. Beside him stood a burly man. He was wearing a uniform with a police badge. Judging by his attire, it was clear that he was a local sheriff. There were only two of them around the corpse.

Behind the two of them. There was a bare beach, and about thirty meters from the beach, there were several willow trees that had been stripped of their bark, and the river wind whirled over the beach. …,

"What, what did you find?"

During the questioning, Ling Zibai glanced at the corpse, and an hour ago, while he was still sleeping, the local police station called and told him to come to the river embankment to see something.

This thing is the body found in the ditch, originally this seems to be nothing worth noting, like this ordinary murder case, there is no need for the investigation bureau to intervene, but the local police unexpectedly found a weapon next to this person, and it is this weapon that makes the investigation bureau intervene in it - a police officer, and the police force has the word "Wuxi" on it, which means that this is a piece belonging to the Wuxi police.

As the person in charge of the Wuxi Investigation Bureau, as soon as Ling Zibai learned the news, he immediately realized that this was most likely the person mentioned in the instructions he had just pulled - the Wuxi police officer, so he immediately called and ordered all the agents in the bureau to rush here, and then rushed here himself.

And now the body was lying on its side, he was wearing a normal coat, and he didn't look like a policeman at all.

"Chief, you see, this is his weapon......"

When the detectives who arrived in advance handed it over, Ling Zibai took a look at the gun number by the light, and on the way here, he deliberately looked at the information, it was this gun number.

He's dead!

This man is dead!

"How did they die!"

Ling Zibai asked the forensic doctor who was about to examine the body.

"The preliminary conclusion is suicide!"

Suicide!

"Zishan, are you sure!"

Feng Zishan, who was following Ling Zibai, hurriedly leaned down, carefully observed from the side, and then cooperated with the forensic doctor to turn over the corpse. He looked at the face of the deceased, stood up and said to the director:

"That's right, it's him."

The sheriff of the town, who was standing on the side, asked with some confusion:

"Who? Who is he? ”

The sheriff looked a little curious, who was this person? Why did the Bureau of Investigation pay so much attention to him? Is it a wanted criminal?

The sheriff's words made Ling Zibai look at him coldly, but he just looked at him coldly.

At this time, Feng Zishan turned to the sheriff and said:

"Sheriff Sun? Now, we've taken over the case, okay, thank you for your help. ”

And this sheriff surnamed Sun, when he heard this, he would disagree, as a policeman in a small town, for him, he was most afraid of such troubles, and now that this case has been taken over by the Investigation Bureau, it makes him happy. So he nodded.

"Okay, if you need any help, just say ......"

"Sheriff. Yesterday, did any strangers come here? ”。

Ling Shaobai's question made the sheriff grin and explain:

"Right now we're building the embankment here. No strangers came to ...... that day."

After a pause, he added,

"The town is full of strangers."

Not getting the answer he needed, Ling Zibai looked at the corpse on the ground without saying a word, and the sheriff smiled awkwardly. Walked away with great interest.

Turning to look at the corpse on the ground again, looking at it, Ling Zibai's heart set off a wave, this ...... How so?

This police officer who gave the order to shoot is dead!

The police officer who led to the Wuxi tragedy died, and after the incident, he was first detained and then disappeared, just as the Investigation Bureau began to investigate him. Right now. He was lying motionless on the edge of the river. And it's suicide.

Why did he commit suicide?

Is it guilt?

"Are you sure it was a suicide?".

When questioning the medical examiner, he looked at the corpse on the ground, and there was still a look of doubt in his eyes, he didn't believe that this person had committed suicide so simply. …,

"Judging from the inspection of the scene, it should have been a suicide, Director. You see......"

When the forensic doctor reported, Ling Zibai also used his professional experience to look at the corpse and the scene. Although he still had some doubts, he did not have any evidence to prove his doubts.

“…… Therefore. It can be preliminarily determined that he committed suicide! ”

After the forensic doctor finished explaining, Ling Zibai pointed to the corpse lying on the ground and continued to ask:

"So, was he here alone at the time?".

"I think so, there is no one else's footsteps in the field."

Then the forensic doctor said after a little thought.

"But the scene was already destroyed by the local police when we came, so we ......"

"You mean, you can't be sure he's the only one there, is it?".

After thinking about it, the forensic doctor nodded and replied:

"Yes, but judging by the evidence we have now, he should have committed suicide, sir, look at his right hand......"

When the forensic doctor explained the traces of blood splattering during suicide from his own professional point of view, Ling Shaobai didn't say anything, the forensic doctors of the Investigation Bureau are extremely professional, they are not only university medical students, but also have received long-term training in the forensic forensic center of the General Administration, and they can be said to be the world's first-class forensic doctors, and most of their judgments are based on professional knowledge.

“…… If someone forces him to commit suicide, then when the opponent pulls the trigger, his right hand will appear to be covered by regular blood, and his right hand blood splatters are in line with the rules for suicide to produce a close-range shot splash......"

Listening to the forensic doctor's explanation, after a while, Ling Zibai asked again:

"So, in your opinion, is there any way to force him to ......?"

When the words came to his lips, Ling Shaobai still stopped, and then he said in a cold tone:

"That's it, you prepare a report."

A few minutes later, Ling Shaobai reluctantly walked back to his car. He watched as the corpse was carried onto the corpse truck, then shook his head helplessly and said:

"Why did you kill yourself like that?"

Then, he looked at Feng Zishan and said:

"It seems that this clue is broken, and now, we must look for clues from other aspects, such as ......."

After pondering for a moment, Ling Shaobai said again.

"At the mill!"

"Sir, I'm afraid this matter is not as simple as we imagined!"

There seemed to be some hidden meaning in the subordinates' words, but Ling Shaobai insisted:

"I know what you're worried about, we have to find out about this matter, otherwise...... It's hard to explain!. ”

Looking at the departure of the corpse truck, Ling Shaobai said very cautiously:

"You are personally responsible for this matter, and we have to find out the truth, but ...... Maybe I don't know how many people don't want us to find out the truth? ”

The director's explanation made Feng Zishan nod.

"Well, sir, don't worry!"

As a veteran investigator, Ling Shaobai can clearly realize what kind of chaos this matter is likely to cause, but this matter is too delicate, there are too many problems in people's hearts, and naturally there are many doubts, the truth, for investigators, it has always been their duty to find the truth of the facts. So Ling Shaobai really wanted to know the truth of this matter.

On the other hand, however, he knew that there might be a side to something like this. Maybe there will be many people who don't want him to find out the truth, so he needs to deliberately tell his subordinates to pay attention to confidentiality, maybe. This investigation will make him a thorn in the side of some people, but the truth ...... It always needs to be revealed!

At this time, standing on the riverbank, Ling Shaobai stood there like a statue living by the river. Motionlessly, he looked down at the Yangtze River, and then he said quietly: ...,

"Now, you have to go and investigate this matter thoroughly, find out the truth of this matter, after the incident, I don't know what kind of chaos will be caused, maybe the investigation may be delayed a little, but. As an investigator. Nothing is more important than the truth of the facts, and there are too many doubts before and after the incident. So, I hope that one day, you will find out the truth! ”

Feng Zi nodded. Yes. The truth is the most important thing!

Dozens of minutes later, in the detention cell of the Wuxi Police Station. Ling Shaobai, who had an iron-blue face, walked into one of the cells, and was in the cell at this time. You can still smell the smell of gunpowder, but more often than not, it smells of blood.

Sheng Wuliang is dead!

Just as Feng Zishan was being asked to investigate Sheng Wuming, the manager of the yarn mill who had just been brought under control, he was killed in the detention cell by a civilian visiting the prison, and the civilian was shot dead on the spot by the police who arrived later.

After getting the news, Ling Shaobai immediately rushed to the police station as soon as possible, but what use is it now? Everyone is dead, first the police officer who ordered the shooting, then the manager of the yarn mill, and now all the clues on the table are broken after here.

Conspiracy!

There must be an ulterior conspiracy behind this!

The death of the two of them further strengthened Ling Shaobai's idea of going on, and when he entered the cell with a pale face, the forensic doctor had already finished the scene inspection, so he leaned down, turned over Sheng Wuming's body, and took a closer look.

The corpse with more than a dozen bullets in his body was completely blurred with flesh and blood, and it was difficult to see his original appearance. Looking at the bullet holes on the corpse, Ling Shaobai could vaguely deduce the process of his being killed, and before he died, he must have grabbed the one that was facing him with his hand, because a bullet happened to penetrate his palm. Maybe it was the same bullet that pierced his left ear again. Just as the bullet entered his head, the deadliest bullet went into the back of his head. There were also numerous gunshot wounds to other parts of his body.

After studying the corpse for a few minutes, Ling Shaobai turned his head to look at the blood stains on the ground outside the prison and said to Feng Zishan:

"How did the killer get in?"

"Sir, he's in to visit the prison!"

"Why did he kill Sheng Wuming?"

"As far as we can tell, his sister is a yarn factory worker who ...... when the police opened fire."

Everything seems to be logical, there is nothing to doubt, but the more this is the case, the more doubts arise in Ling Shaobai's heart, why is it so "reasonable"?

Why is this so coincidental?

One committed suicide, judging from the suicide note, it seems to be to atone for his sins, while the other died from homicide, as if to avenge his personal revenge, which is all too reasonable, and this reasonable fact is that all the clues have been changed.

"Apply for a search warrant and thoroughly search Sheng Wuming's ......"

Just as Ling Shaobai was speaking, he vaguely heard an alarm in the air, and the voice was...... The sound of the fire truck, when he heard the sound of the fire truck, Ling Shaobai's face changed for no reason, and he hurriedly ran towards the detention room.

The flames were soaring, when Ling Shaobai sat in the car and rushed towards the neighborhood where Sheng Wuming lived, he looked out of the car window, only to see that there was already a sea of fire in the east, and when he arrived there, the wind rolled in with a heat wave, and then, the escapees ran around in panic, shouting and shouting with fear.

After the car stopped, Ling Shaobai, who had always been unflustered, was also stunned, he had never seen such a terrifying scene, at this time the heat wave was more scorching and the fire was more ferocious. There is no way to save such a fire, and even the fire trucks are retreating. …,

The wind fuels the fire, the fire borrows the power of the wind, and in just a few minutes, the flames are like a churning fire dragon that burns the sky red! The heat scorched Kazuo's skin like a charcoal fire.

Looking at the fire in front of him, Ling Shaobai's face would not have a trace of blood at all, he watched those firefighters dragging water pipes desperately to extinguish the fire, but this scene made him smile bitterly, and when he turned his head to look at Feng Zishan, the wry smile on his face became even stronger.

"If I'm not bad, then both of them are in this area! This fire ...... It's big enough! It's all burned out! ”

When he finished saying this, Ling Shaobai let out a long sigh without a sigh.

A fire caused by aging electrical circuits left three blocks in ruins. As many as 400 families are gone, and only those who have nothing left, but fortunately the fire was lit in the early morning, otherwise I don't know how many people would have died. The ruins were still thick with smoke and the remnants of the fire were not extinguished, and those who survived the fire gathered around the ruins of the original site in a panic after the fire was extinguished, and those who had lost their homes were expressionless and had tears in their eyes, and some even looked up to ask the sky, as if to question why God was so cruel.

At this time, Ling Shaobai was also in this ruin, just as he guessed, the homes of those two people were also turned to ashes in the flames, at this time his face and hands were scorched black, before, he didn't even give up picking things in the ruins with his hands, but he found nothing.

"Sir......

Looking at the chief, Feng Zishan tried to comfort the chief, and now this series of coincidences is also telling him a fact, behind this matter, there is an unknown truth, standing in the ruins, looking at those who have lost their homes, Ling Shaobai, who has found nothing, said in an extremely helpless tone:

"The Truth ......" (To be continued...... ……，