Chapter 119: Broken Hamstrings (13)

Stalking and camouflage is a science. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info Wu remembers the last time he stalked a cyclist was when he was interning at a township police station.

The speed at which the bike is neither fast nor slow makes it difficult to track.

You run or ride a bike, there is no cover, it's easy to be exposed, you drive, the car follows the bike slowly, and it's no wonder that no one notices!

Fortunately, Jin Ziduo helped Wu Cuo a lot.

Jin Ziduo directly sent the location of Yang Guangzhu's mobile phone to Wu Cuo.

In this way, Wu Cuo can keep detouring around the route that Yang Guangzhu is riding, and he will not lose it, and he will not expose the tracking because the speed of the car is too slow.

Just when Wu Co stopped at an intersection and waited for a green light, Yang Guangzhu also rode to the same intersection.

He was so preoccupied that he didn't even notice the red light and ran straight over.

A small black car came to a screeching stop, making a screeching sound of brakes.

Fortunately, the response of the three cars in the back was fast, and they stopped suddenly, and there was no accident.

"Look for death!" The driver of the black car poked his head out and yelled at Yang Guangzhu.

"That's it! Hit you in vain! Did You Know?! A car behind also scolded.

Yang Guangzhu quickly apologized, and held the bicycle back to the position of waiting for the green light.

The two drivers scolded like this, and the pedestrians and drivers around them all noticed Yang Guangzhu, but he himself still had Mu Mu's expression, as if he was out of the world.

When the green light came on, he hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around and rode in the opposite direction.

Wu Cuo couldn't hesitate, passed the green light with one foot of the accelerator, turned around at the next intersection, and soon caught up with Yang Guangzhu.

This time, Yang Guangzhu rode very slowly, and it seemed that his heart was heavier.

After following for about half an hour, he crossed an urban area, and the positioning showed that Yang Guangzhu stopped at a construction site.

When passing by the gate of the construction site, Wu Cuo found Yang Guangzhu's bicycle sharply.

The bicycle was parked right next to the workers' bungalows.

Wu Co parked the car, walked into the construction site, picked up a yellow hard hat that a worker put next to the washbasin and put it on, holding a pen and notebook in his hand, pretending to inspect the construction, but looking for Yang Guangzhu everywhere.

It's gone!

Where will he go after such a while?

In the simple dormitories that were lined up, a closed door attracted Wu Cuo's attention.

It was still early at the moment, and the workers were walking out of the dormitory one after another to start work, and a row of dormitory doors were open.

It is no wonder that the temperature has continued to be high in the past two days, and the temperature has even reached 30 degrees, and the workers may sleep with the doors open for ventilation at night.

Because of this, there is a bit of mystery in the closed door.

The workers' dormitories are next to the construction site courtyard wall, with a gap of about half a meter in the middle. This gap is a good place to eavesdrop.

Wu Cuo did not hesitate to drill into the gap, and there were a lot of construction wastes piled up in the gap, which was very difficult to walk. Wu Cuoshen moved inward with one shallow foot, and had to avoid making a noise, and finally walked to the back window of the dormitory with the door closed.

Fortunately, the simple dormitory is just built with a layer of iron sheets, which leaks everywhere, which is very conducive to eavesdropping.

Wu Cuo put his ear on the iron sheet, and soon heard the sound of conversation, one of which was Yang Guangzhu's.

Yang Guangzhu: Xiao Er is leaving, what do you think this can do? Why don't you send him to a field to hide for a while?

Another: Hiding now? Isn't that tantamount to confessing to the police?

Yang Guangzhu: That's better than being arrested by the police!

After being silent for a while, another person said: Now that he has run away, Xiao Er will have to hide for the rest of his life, and he will be afraid everywhere he goes. I know best that it wasn't a human life!

Yang Guangzhu sighed deeply: What should I do then?

Another: What do the police know? Don't mess with yourself, do you?

Yang Guangzhu sighed again, and sighed several times in succession: Not only Xiao Er, but I was also targeted by the police, hey! I said at the beginning, why take revenge on those people? If you don't listen, we're all going to be exposed.

Silence again.

At this time, someone shouted: "Song Da! It's time to work! ā€

The man in the room replied loudly, "Got it! Here it is! ā€

Hearing the word "Song Da", Wu mistakenly got goosebumps.

Song Da, Song Boss.

Boss Song...... Isn't it dead?

Wu Cuo really wanted to share the news with Yan Ruyu, but it was a pity that ......

The two of them in the room began to talk again.

Song Da: Why don't I go, as long as I disappear, the police can't do anything about you, I ...... I'm a living proof! It's enough for me to live this kind of life alone, and I should atone for Xiao Er.

Yang Guangzhu still sighed: It's okay, that's ...... When are you going to go?

Song Da: Now! Sooner rather than later.

Yang Guangzhu hesitated: That...... Do you want to see Xiao Er again?

Silence, this time for more than ten seconds.

Song Da: It's gone.

Yang Guangzhu: Let's meet again...... As soon as you left, he asked me what should I do?

Song Da's tone became very resolute: No! From now on, I will never meet you again, and you don't have to look for me, just when I die, Brother Yang, I'm sorry for you, help me take care of Xiao Er.

Yang Guangzhu could only sigh, there was too much helplessness in his chest.

Song Da: Brother Yang, go quickly, I'll pack up my things and leave immediately.

……

When Wu Cuo withdrew from the gap, Yang Guangzhu had already ridden away, and Song Dazheng poked his head out to look around, and then closed the door of the simple dormitory.

With just one glance, the goosebumps that Wu Cuo had just subsided had risen again.

It was an almost identical face to Song Xiaoer, and if they were twins, no one would question them.

Wu Cuo believes that only people who are related by blood can look so godlike.

There is no doubt that Song Da is Song Boss!

Boss Song is not dead!

Wu Cuo immediately returned to the car parked at the door, and while staring at the simple dormitory, he took out his mobile phone and called the city hall to ask for reinforcements.

This Song boss is very skilled, and Wu Cuo is not sure if he is his opponent, and he is unwilling to startle the snake.

But before he could dial the phone, he saw a person suddenly sitting in the back seat of the car.

Dimension less!

Wei Shao held a knife in his hand, shook a knife flower flexibly, and stretched out his other hand to Wu Cuo, "Mobile phone, hand it over." ā€

Wu Cuo didn't dare to rub in, and honestly handed over his mobile phone.

Wei Shao skillfully opened the back cover of the mobile phone, pulled out the battery, and removed the mobile phone card.

"What do you want to do?" Although Wu Cuo was talking to Wei Shao, his attention was not entirely on Wei Shao, his eyes were always fixed on the door of the simple dormitory, and he only glanced at Wei Shao from the rearview mirror occasionally.

Wei Shao pointed in the direction that Wu Cuo's gaze was focused on, "Catch the murderer, or Yan Ruyu, you choose one." ā€

"What do you mean?"

"I asked Yan Ruyu to drink at home, he drank too much and took a nap at my house for a while, but unfortunately, I forgot to turn off the gas when I went out," Wei Shao looked at his watch and said: "Oh, I've been out for more than two hours, and I don't know how long he can last." It seems that to catch the murderer or save Yan Ruyu, you can only choose the same. ā€