Zhao Ming took out the old photo from his pocket and handed it over, Feng Xianzhang took it, only to hear him whisper, "One, two, three...... Seven, eight, nine. ”

"To answer your first question, in addition to Xiaokang, there are eight other people in this photo, and these eight people are all his friends." Feng Xianzhang replied while smoking a cigarette, "But I do remember that Xiaokang has other friends, at least two or three." ”

The temptation of money is great, no, prompted by money, Zhao Ming soon got a piece of news that he didn't know at all before.

Zhao Ming hurriedly took out his notepad and began to record. "Do you remember the names of Feng Kang's other friends?"

Hearing this, Feng Xianzhang stretched out his hand and drew out a 'two' word, "This is the second question, I don't remember answering your question." But I know that when Xiaokang was in elementary school, he was still a good child. Since I entered junior high school, I have been fooling around with a group of children who don't learn and have no skills all day long, and I have learned badly. If you want to know about his other friend, I suggest you go to his former junior high school and ask around. ”

"What school is the junior high school?" Zhao Ming was not wronged, and he immediately added, "This is not a problem, I am just confirming with you." ”

Feng Xianzhang smiled, his smile looked a little dissatisfied. "It used to be called Xingcui Middle School, but now it has been renamed No. 41 Middle School."

Zhao Ming recorded it, "What do you know about the people Feng Kang respected or admired before?" ”

Feng Xianzhang stepped on the cigarette butt, and his foot movement showed his impatience. He was obviously reluctant to talk about what happened more than ten years ago, but for the sake of money, he had to force himself to say it.

"There's a leader in that little gang of theirs, and I've only seen it a few times from afar. Xiaokang and others called him Brother Kun, and that kid was already very tall and strong even at that age. ”

Zhao Ming focused on the word 'Brother Kun' in the record book.

"That Brother Kun is also a student in Xingcui Middle School? Know the full name? “

Feng Xianzhang shook his head, "I asked, but Xiaokang refused to tell me his full name. But he said that Brother Kun is very smart, a high school student, but because he is too smart, he won't read it halfway. ”

Zhao Ming nodded, there were only a few high schools in this city more than ten years ago. Although it is still a bit troublesome to check, it is not impossible to check.

"You don't know which high school it is?" Zhao Ming asked again.

Feng Xianzhang shook his head, "I don't know, but since the few of them were able to play with Brother Kun at that time, presumably Brother Kun's high school should not be far away." By the way, I will send you a message, Brother Kun is a native of the city, according to Xiaokang, the family is quite rich, at least enough for him to often invite Xiaokang and them to eat and play. ”

Zhao Ming should be grateful to Feng Xianzhang for the news he attached. Because indeed, this message will narrow down a bit.

"There is another question," Zhao Ming was asking, and this question was actually quietly pointed out by Su Tingting, "You said that Feng Kang had a small group at that time, and all the men in that small group were men?" ”

Feng Xianzhang shook his head again, "If I'm not mistaken, there are girls, it should be two or three girls." Those girls, some of them are from the same school as the well-off, and there seems to be a foreign school, they are all little sisters who don't study well, you can imagine what men and women of that age can do when they mix together all day long. ”

Feng Xianzhang hinted that Zhao Ming was unwilling to imagine that matter. After asking a few more questions, there was really no more to ask, or questions that Feng Xianzhang could answer, Zhao Ming took out his wallet and paid.

After receiving more than a dozen red tickets, Feng Xianzhang was finally happy, he waved his hand, and walked impatiently to the chess and card room, while turning his back to Zhao Ming and the two and smiled, "Welcome to send money next time." ”

Seeing this, Su Tingting pinched her neck and became inexplicably naughty, "You are really willing, almost half a month's salary has been taken out like this, and this money can't be reimbursed." ”

Zhao Ming smiled faintly, to be honest, he didn't pity the money at all. In fact, he felt that the money was well spent.

Looking at the notebook, the key points circled in the notebook are very clear. Feng Kang was killed in December '97, when he was killed, Feng Kang was twenty-six years old, and a normal child should be fourteen or fifteen years old when he went to junior high school.

Unfortunately, Feng Xianzhang was not sure what year Feng Kang went to junior high school, and he only said that he should be fourteen or fifteen years old.

That is to say, '97 has to be pushed back at least another ten years, and according to today's time, it must be more than 20 years ago.

More than twenty years ago, Feng Kang formed a small group with the other people in the photo, as well as two or three girls, and a leader, Kunge.

"You're twenty-five years old this year, right," thinking, not in a hurry to start the police car, Zhao Ming suddenly turned his head and asked Su Tingting in the passenger seat.

Su Tingting raised her eyebrows, looking unhappy. "Isn't it a secret not to know the age of a girl?"

Zhao Ming was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly, "Yes, I mean, twenty-two or three years ago, you had to be a child, and you didn't know the situation in that era." ”

Su Tingting smiled slyly, "Also, you are about the same age as Tang Ke, of course you know." ”

Zhao Ming lazily paid attention to the sarcasm in these words, "I do know that in that era, there were actually many small gangster groups like Tang Ke. What this kind of group values most is righteousness. Because of this stupid righteousness, if that Brother Kun is really the boss of Tang Ke and the others, then they will basically do whatever Brother Kun asks them to do. ”

Su Tingting stopped laughing, she understood what Zhao Ming was saying.

"Are you saying that the group from more than twenty years ago has been maintained, and then evolved into a human trafficker industry chain, and Brother Kun is the most upstream figure of Feng Kang and others?"

Zhao Ming nodded, he really thought so.

Zhao Ming knew it in his heart, and Su Tingting probably knew it very well. The fact is that the focus of Zhao Ming's investigation is no longer on the arrest of the murderer, but on thoroughly understanding the human trafficking industry chain of Feng Kangtangke and others.

Zhao Ming never cared about whether he could get glory or whether he could be promoted. And now, regarding Zhong Lin's tracking, a group of leaders led a large number of criminal police officers are in full swing. Zhao Ming really felt that there was not much difference between one more of him and one less of him.

It's not early, and it will be dark in a few hours on the tenth day.

Zhao Ming subconsciously glanced at his mobile phone, but no one called, indicating that so far, no new victims have appeared.

Essentially, the absence of new victims is a good thing. But Zhao Ming sniffed something unusual from it.

In Zhao Ming's opinion, if the murderer followed the rules of the crime, then a new victim should have appeared yesterday. But not yesterday. Not yesterday, if not today, then the murderer will have to rest for three days in a row this time, and no movement has been made.

'Why?' Zhao Ming asked himself.

At this time, Su Tingting, who obviously heard the words, suddenly had words, "Have you watched the stage play?" Normally, before a drama comes to an end, there must be a big climax. So, maybe Zhong Lin is accumulating strength? ”

Gathering strength?

However, for Zhong Lin, how to create this big climax? Could it be that he killed all the victims in his hands overnight, and then showed them?