In a small forest near the sea, Luo Yang stopped his car. Zhu Feng touched the "thin monkey" with his hand, "Get up, I'm home." ”

The "thin monkey" knew that he couldn't pretend anymore, so he had to ask half-awake and half-drunk: "Are you home?" Whose home did you go to? How? How do you take me up, the Shanghai side. ”

Luo Yang's face sank, "Okay, bangs, don't pretend." Say, who is the 'sandstorm' and where are the others? ”

The "thin monkey" broke out in a cold sweat, "The 'sandstorm' is here, and it is locked up in prison." ”

"Liu Haiquan, if we hadn't known that the 'sandstorm' had slipped through the net, we wouldn't have invited you to drink. You can see clearly, we didn't do much to you. Either we'll talk about it here, or we'll say it somewhere else. ”

"Team Luo, Team Zhu, what I said is all the truth. Otherwise, the court didn't sentence me back then. Sandstorm is really in prison. ”

"Alright then, let's not waste time here."

Luo Yang pressed a few phone numbers, and a speedboat immediately came over to the beach. After parking, Fang Bo and Guo Dong jumped ashore, set up the "thin monkey" and left.

"You, where are you taking me?"

"Where to go? You'll know when you go. ”

Guo Dong was so energetic that he threw the "thin monkey" onto the speedboat like throwing a rice bag, and the speedboat took them to the depths of the sea at high speed. In about 20 minutes, the speedboat came to a small island called Twin Peaks.

Fang Bo and Guo Dong dragged the "thin monkey" ashore like a dead dog.

In the dark, the "thin monkey" trembled all over, and he didn't know what Luo Yang and the others were going to do to him.

"Bang Haiquan, there is a cave on the island, find it yourself after dawn. It's a desert island, don't expect anyone to save you. Fang Bo, take his phone. ”

"Team Luo, Team Zhu, don't leave me here. I said, I said it can't be done? ”

The "thin monkey" was paralyzed on the beach, and he almost kowtowed to Luo Yang.

According to the "thin monkey", he was injured by his accomplices that year, and reported that his accomplices were arrested, all of which were planned by the "sandstorm". The "sandstorm" named Xing Yubin, who is now in prison, is not real, but a stand-in arranged by the "sandstorm". In order to get this stand-in to go to jail, "Sandstorm" gave his family a million.

"Where's the real 'sandstorm'?"

"Team Luo, I really don't know where he is, I haven't, I haven't seen him in person."

"You haven't seen a 'sandstorm'?"

"Captain Luo, I really haven't seen a 'sandstorm'. If I tell half a lie, you, you will leave me on this desert island and starve to death. ”

"Since you haven't seen a 'sandstorm', then who arranged for you to do all this scheme, it won't be Xing Yubin, right?"

"Tell me if I'm going to throw you here." Fang Bo urged.

"The one who arranged for me to do this was Sandstorm's nephew."

"Sandstorm's nephew?"

"It's the nephew of Sandstorm. That is, it is the Song Baochang who died in a car accident a few days ago. ”

"Song Baochang is the nephew of 'Sandstorm'?"

Luo Yang was shocked. In this way, the "sandstorm" may have participated in the planning to kill Lin Xiaofang, and Zhang Mai's murder should also be related to him. Without further ado, we must rush to Lingnan Prison as soon as possible to interrogate Xing Yubin.

"Leave food and water to Liu Haiquan." Luo Yang commanded Fang Bo.

"Thin Monkey" was anxious when he heard this, "Captain Luo, you agreed, I will let me go back after I have recruited everything." ”

Zhu Feng pointed to the island, "There is a cave over there, you deal with it and live first." Don't worry, we won't leave you alone, but we just don't have a place to lock you up for the time being. ”

Fang Bo carried the food to the beach, "Don't count it, it's for your safety that you are hiding here, if the 'Sandstorm' knows about tonight's events, will you still be able to live?" ”

The "thin monkey" stopped begging, but said with a sad face: "You can't leave me here." ”

"Don't worry, as long as the 'sandstorm' is caught, I promise that you will not be held accountable for those crimes of deceiving the government."

At noon the next day, Luo Yang and Zhu Feng rushed to Lingnan Prison near the provincial capital. When they took out a letter of introduction and offered to interrogate Xing, they were told that Xing Yubin had died shortly after he was imprisoned.

"Dead?" Luo Yang was shocked again, "How did he die?" ”

"I guess it's suicide." Prison warden Jiang Chen said.

"Suicide is suicide, how can it be." Luo Yang said with a smile.

"Oh, Captain Luo, don't you know, I was transferred to Lingnan Prison for less than two years, and I heard about this Xing Yubin after I arrived. He was diagnosed with stomach cancer shortly after serving his sentence and was later released on medical parole. may have committed suicide by jumping off a building when he knew about his condition. In this way, I will have someone send Xing Yubin's file over, and you can see the details for yourself. ”

Jiang Chen made a phone call, and a female prison guard quickly sent Xing Yubin's file over.

Luo Yang and Zhu Feng carefully checked Xing Yubin's archives, and from the materials, they could not find any suspicious points of Xing Yubin's death. From the death certificate issued by the forensic doctor to the eyewitnesses at the scene, it was proved that Xing Yubin died from a fall from a building.

Closing the case file, the two captains stood up to say goodbye to the warden. After leaving Lingnan Prison, it was already evening, Luo Yang and Zhu Feng found a place to eat and drove back.

In the car, Luo Yang asked Zhu Feng to sleep for a while, and then replace him halfway. But Zhu Feng was not sleepy at the moment, and he was thinking about Xing Yubin all the way. He asked Luo Yang, "Do you say that this Xing Yubin really committed suicide?" ”

"It's hard to say, for a person serving a prison sentence to learn that he has a terminal illness, it is possible that everything will be lost, but it does not rule out the possibility of being killed. If this is the case, it means that Xing Yubin already knew about his illness when he was imprisoned for the 'Sandstorm', and the 'Sandstorm' also took advantage of this opportunity. ”

Zhu Feng came to his senses, "Luo Yang, I have an idea, I'll go to Xing Yubin's house and investigate the real cause of his death." When you go back alone, someone on the team has to do the work. ”

Luo Yang thought about it for a while, thinking that what Zhu Feng said was reasonable, which was just a good way to distract the attention of the "scorpion". He told Zhu Feng a phone number and asked him to store it on his phone.

"When you arrive in Songhe City, you go to find my classmate Meng Xiaojun and ask him to assist you in your investigation."

"Meng Xiaojun? Okay, I remember. Zhu Feng responded, tilted his head on the backrest and fell asleep.

Luo Yang turned his head to look at him, but his heart was churning. If, as the note suggests, "Scorpion" was the leaker of that operation, then he should be one of the four of them. He thought about all the members of the Crime Squad who participated in the operation that night, and they had no chance to act alone from the moment they received the order. Not to mention making phone calls, there must be more than two people to go to the bathroom, and they don't know the specific task they want to perform until they leave. Therefore, they do not have the conditions and opportunities to ventilate the information. Then there are Fang Bo and Guo Dong, who are in charge of the monitoring of the North Olympic bowling alley, could the problem be with them? But with their own knowledge of them, it is also unlikely. The problem was still among the four of them, which was why he hadn't told Zhu Feng about it. It is said that he should not doubt Zhu Feng, he trusts him so much, and hopes that one day he can become his brother-in-law. But if Zhu Feng shouldn't be suspected, then should Tong Xiao and Xu Haotian be suspected? They are all respected bureau leaders, their own immediate superiors. Like Zhu Feng, Luo Yang did not tell any of them about the receipt of the note, not only for the sake of future work, but also for the safety of the undercover comrade, if he did exist.

Luo Yang's heart was a little confused. He glanced at the sleeping Zhu Feng again, if he couldn't even trust his comrades-in-arms who shared life and death, who else could he analyze and study the case with so much confidence in the future?

When he arrived in Songhe City, Luo Yang sent Zhu Feng to a hotel and continued on the road. Although most of the night passed, he still did not feel sleepy. In the second half of the night, he rushed back to Hirashima. He did not go home, for fear of affecting his mother's rest, but drove the car directly to the substation and squinted on the bed in the duty room for a while.

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