Chapter 976: Betrayal
Qian Bin followed closely behind Zhao Leng, and the two came to the office of Acting Director Feng, and stood behind Director Feng with his hands behind his back as if he had eyes, and he knew that the two of them were coming without looking back, and asked:
"Officer Zhao, you've been really in the limelight for the past two days."
His tone was not kind, and he could hear that Lao Feng, who was brilliant about Zhao Leng, was not useful in his eyes, but because Director Ma's case was unsolved, the pressure on his superiors was getting stronger and worse, and his temper was even worse.
Zhao Leng knew that Lao Feng was looking for his own trouble, so he only came to cover up the water, neither panicking nor timid.
"Director Feng, don't come unharmed, the last time we met, and you came all the way to the detention center to visit me, I didn't expect that the situation would change in just a few days."
Lao Feng's face was crooked, he twisted his body and turned around, pointed at Zhao Leng and shouted: "Do you know anything again?" β
Zhao Leng tilted his face and looked at Qian Bin, who was watching the show, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker: "What's this, Director Feng." I mean, isn't it my turn to get out of the way? If you don't encounter anything strange, you can't remember that there is someone like me. β
Director Feng noticed Qian Bin behind Zhao Leng, and said angrily: "What are you doing here?" Who made yours come? Do you understand the rules? Go down? β
"No!" Zhao Leng stopped in front of Qian Bin: "He is my person." β
Director Feng twisted his face and smiled, his smile was almost distorted: "Okay, you Zhao Leng, is it really two times, I'll try you in person." β
"You're just an ordinary grassroots detective." Lao Feng pulled out of the desk behind him and came to Zhao Leng, with a face that almost poked her eyebrows.
"Here's a copy of the material, take it and look at it." After saying this, Zhao Leng noticed that Director Feng was holding a crumpled piece of information in his hand.
Thinking that it was the task assigned to him by the above, and the deadline could not be completed, there was no one who could use it at the city bureau and sub-bureau, and Director Feng was also anxious.
Staring at the crumpled dozen pieces of information in his hand, Zhao Leng could almost imagine how distorted Director Feng's heart should have been when he made this decision.
"Thank you Director for your love!" Zhao Leng smiled secretly in his heart, took the information, and said through gritted teeth.
Zhao Leng took it and took a look, and sure enough, it was the details of the serial murder case.
"It's only two days." Looking at the shadow of Zhao Leng's back, he squeezed out the words from between his teeth: "Now the focus of the police is on Director Ma's body." β
"What did you say?" Zhao Leng stepped out of the door, and his body trembled.
"You heard it right."
Director Feng looked at Zhao Leng, and a smile appeared between his teeth: "According to reliable intelligence sources, the person who leaked the key information of our police is none other than you, a good master, Director Ma!" β
Zhao Leng paused and said nothing.
Seeing that her face was like ashes, Qian Bin coughed twice, and was about to say something, but Zhao Leng shook his hand and said without looking back: "Go." β
Back in the office, Zhao Leng didn't even look at the information, and threw it into the corner to eat ashes.
"Qian Bin, you call Xiao Wang and the person in charge before."
Zhao Leng commanded.
"The person in charge? Is it a serial homicide? Qian Bin's eyes lit up.
"Nope." Zhao Leng shook his head and said word by word: "Leave none of the backlog cases in various local bureaus over the years and let them transfer them to me." β
"What are you going to do?" Qian Bin was dumbfounded.
"What to do, of course, is to investigate the case." Zhao Leng said lightly.
"Checkβbut, senior, do you know how many cases have been backlogged in police stations other than this city over the years? Most of them are unsolved cases that are no longer available β are you sure? Qian Bin's eyes were indeed full of incredulity.
Zhao Leng squeezed the mobile phone in her hand, buzzed, and shook again, she nodded: "This matter cannot be delayed." β
Qian Bin was about to leave, when he glanced at Zhao Leng, and then at the information on the "serial murder case" lying in the corner, he couldn't help but ask: "Senior, I think that the top priority at hand is this serial murder case." β
"It's that easy." Zhao Leng waved his hand and said, "It will be difficult to make progress for a while." Besides, Lao Feng must always have a sense of crisis. β
Qian Bin was stunned, scratched his head and asked, "I think it's probably more dangerous for the old director." β
As soon as the old director was mentioned, Zhao Leng's face sank visibly: "Do as I say." β
Qian Bin sighed, he came to Zhao Leng's side, bent down to pick up the scattered materials on the side, put them in front of the table and sorted them out, glanced at Zhao Leng again, and said in a low voice: "Lao Feng has been staring at you, be careful." β
Zhao Leng picked up his eyes, turned not far away, and saw that Qian Bin had gone far, so he took out his phone and contacted Xiao Wang.
At this time, Xiao Wang was the foreman of the standing team responsible for investigating serial homicide cases, and he was on duty outside. As soon as he received the call, Xiao Wang immediately became excited.
"Xiao Zhao, are you ready to act?" Xiao Wang's eyes lit up.
"Well, it's the same as I said before. Have you investigated the address? Zhao Leng lowered his voice, his eyes fluttering from side to side, and asked.
"Don't worry." Xiao Wang's attitude towards Zhao Leng has changed one hundred and eighty degrees.
"Okay." Zhao Leng hung up the phone, sorted out his suits, changed into specially prepared civilian clothes, and immediately went to the police. Before going out, she specially greeted Director Feng.
"I'm optimistic about you, Officer Zhao." Director Feng deliberately practiced it for her.
Zhao Leng showed a meaningful smile. She refused Director Feng's kindness, got into her own car, and came to the place where Xiao Wang investigated the crime for her. Located in the remote western suburbs of Lincheng, surrounded by dense wilderness forests, it was already past six o'clock when I arrived at the place, and the sun slipped to the west, pulling a long light and shadow.
Zhao Leng turned his back to the light and found a three-story single-family building standing in a ravine. From a distance, it looks quite magnificent, and when I drove closer, I found that the house was old and toothless, and the whole structure was almost unstable, shaky, revealing a feeling of unsteadiness everywhere.
Not long after, the car stopped at the terrace of a grape trellis, Zhao Leng put on sunglasses, a thick coat, and a hat, and looked at the investigation site. This is a western-style restaurant that was abandoned earlier.
I heard that some people were going to repair and sell it recently, but in the middle of construction, it was often haunted, and the repair work was carried out to the point where it was three-quarters of the way and had to be stopped. I have sold several engineering team investors, exhausted all methods, and heard that the Eastern Shinto and Western monasticism have exhausted all methods, and there is no effect, so it has been deserted.
The last project to take over, I heard was a haunted house. The new main building has been built - the owner who took over is ingenious, the so-called renovation is only a small amount of money to redesign the decoration inside and out, and the construction and aging of the whole house are almost natural, so it looks particularly terrifying.
It's also very realistic.
Zhao Leng looked at it from a distance, indeed.
As she got closer, she found that the unexpected main pavilion looked quite stylish, more luxurious than she had imagined - it was meant to receive guests, after all.
But Zhao Leng didn't come back for a tour. She pursed her lips and saw the deep alleyway, with the door hidden and her palms sweating. This haunted house has been in operation for less than two months, and I heard that it has experienced twists and turns. This time, the reason is not clear, but it is known that it changes hands quickly, and it changes hands 14 times in half a year, which is simply incredible.
By the time of the last term, there was an incident in the Linhe River in the city, and after the incident, no one came here again.
This event is naturally the cause of everything.
Zhao Leng worked hard to find this information in the database of the city bureau, and finally came to this haunted house and foreign mansion, and he had to find out some eyebrows. She clenched her hands into fists, settled down, and was just about to enter the main hall, when she suddenly heard the sound of "babbling" in her ears.
What's moving?
Zhao Leng turned around and looked back, only to see more than a dozen cars, riding on the faint flood of dim light, one after another heard the roar of the engine not far away, it seemed to be a loud noise, it seemed that a luxury car was coming.
More than a dozen cars came out of the thick deep fog, the headlights in front of the cars were shining, and she became suspicious when they drove all the way through to Zhao Leng.
Although the first thirteen cars are all bright big-brand luxury cars, the cars are very foreign, and even the license plate numbers are all along the number, but the body is a lot of dust, especially the clothes of those car owners after entering the courtyard of the house, even made Zhao Leng think that he had traveled to the Republic of China.
The last car was brand new with a random number of license plates. The woman who got out of the car made Zhao Leng look a little familiar, but the long hair curled like a turbine made him a little disgusted, so he simply didn't look at it much.
As soon as they entered the front yard of this annex, the old man guarding the door greeted them with a smile, and his half-rickety waist was almost straightened, and his face was disgusting.
Zhao Leng thought to himself that he should also enjoy the treatment of enjoying the level of a rich man, there was no movement in the main hall, and this annex was so lively. This place has been abandoned for a long time, how can anyone hold a banquet here?
When he got closer, Zhao Leng was dumbfounded.
It turned out that the old man guarding the door was none other than Mr. Zhou's eccentric father who had reported the case before, Lao Zhou. She recognized the surname Zhou, but the surname Zhou didn't necessarily recognize Zhao Leng.
Lao Zhou really didn't recognize Zhao Leng, but he still came over with a look of disdain, and when he saw Zhao Leng's "poor appearance", with a long and wide windbreaker that didn't match, his face instantly pulled to the bottom.
"Let's go, there's no food for you here." Lao Zhou looked disgusted, and sent away Zhao Leng in front of him, who was like a flower child. "There are hands and feet, what kind of food do you want, get out."
Zhao Leng was silent, she was not ready to reveal her identity here, so she took out two hundred-yuan bills from her wallet and stuffed them into Lao Zhou's hand. The latter's old face like withered bark was raised, and he looked at Zhao Leng with some arrogance, and pushed back coldly:
"Who are you? This is a private clubhouse, and the ...... of people waiting for people etc."
Zhao Leng's eyes rolled slightly, but he didn't expect this old man to be unexpectedly difficult. She lowered her voice, leaned into Lao Zhou's ear, and said, "Your son is still on the run, right, if you don't want him to do anything, I suggest you don't go too far." β
Lao Zhou's chaotic eyes shrank, his body took a step back, Zhao Leng didn't say a word, stuffed the two red tickets into the old man's hand, and added, "Don't let me hear the rumors." β
Looking at Zhao Leng's distant back, Lao Zhou trembled.
"Oh yes." Zhao Leng stood still, turned around, and saw the gradually crowded figure in the room, she looked at Lao Zhou, and said, "I have to ask you to introduce me to the friends who attended." β