The phone of the Public Security Bureau rang, and after Kaige understood the information, he immediately reported to the captain Zeng Jinchao. "The Archives Bureau has found a very important piece of information, and I will go over and verify it immediately."

Zeng Jinchao was stunned for a moment, "Archives Bureau? He was wondering what important information those dusty files could have.

"It's about the information of these two cases. They turned to the 1996 document, on which the names of the deceased appeared. Kaige said seriously.

"Then go check it out." Zeng Jinchao waved his hand.

Triumph drove to the archives office of the city hall. The administrator of the Archives Bureau hurriedly took out the 1996 photo album, "We will post the photos in the news separately and store them in this book every year. ”

"Is the information you just said true?" There was some excitement in Veuve Clicquot.

The administrator flipped to that side and pointed to the text next to the photo, "That's it, maybe it will help you police." ”

There are five photos in total, all of which are basketball scenes. "In 1996, the friendship competition between units?" It's hard to imagine that today's case will have something to do with 1996.

"You read the text next to it." The administrator pointed to the text of the last photo to explain.

Kaige read, "The contestants of the second middle school are Yong Yule, Yu Jiaao, Tai Changyin, Guan Heling, and captain Yang An. "Suddenly, I was stunned.

"This information is too important—" Triumph Clicquot's eyes widened, and he took the dusty dossier as a treasure, holding it in his hand for fear of falling. "Can I take a picture?"

After registration, Veuve Clicquot took a photo of the document. Until this time, Kai Clicquot was still excited. The name of the team not only appears in the two deceased, but also the person who has recently been at odds with Vice Minister Yu - now Tai Changyin, director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture and Sports. What's more, the five people listed above correspond to the basketball court distribution map?

Kai Clicquot put away his camera and asked, "How did you find this information?" ”

The administrator explained: "There are two students from the Normal School who want to inquire about the news in 1996. Coincidentally, this information was discovered. ”

"A student of the Academy?" Triumph Clicquot's eyes were half-squinted. He couldn't help but think of the murder that happened in the toilet of the teacher's hospital two months ago, and the little girl who took the initiative to reason. "Can I see the name?"

The administrator took the register and handed it over. Kaige saw the name of the last column on the first page - Song Qingci. Isn't this the little girl who reasoned? He couldn't help but smile, and he thought to himself, "What a coincidence." "When he has time, he wants to look for this girl again.

At this time, Jiangxi Mu and Song Qingci came to the intersection of Jianye Road and Shengli Road and entered a Hongxian milk tea shop.

The area of this store is only 60 square meters, and the decoration is very simple. As soon as you enter, you will pay attention to the door - unlike other bubble tea shops with wooden doors, which have a small fresh feeling - the dark pure iron door is unadorned, and it is not very comfortable to look at. Inside the bubble tea shop, the most conspicuous thing is the bar - a long wooden table, about 1 meter high, draped in a blue cloth, and the waiter makes drinks behind the bar. Pure white marble tiling, coupled with dozens of pure black or pure white tables and chairs, is too streamlined.

"I want two servings of milk tea in stockings." Song Qingci said directly.

Jiangxi Mu pays attention to the price of milk tea, the lowest is black tea, which is 10 yuan, and the stocking milk tea is 25 yuan. It is nearly 5 times higher than the price of the bubble tea shop next door.

It's no wonder that the people who enter this store are either wearing suits and leather shoes or wearing local tyrant gold.

"The bubble tea shop that my senior sister opened last month. She just felt like she wanted to change her investment approach. I forgot to mention that my senior sister is the general manager of a financial loan company, and this company was developed by my senior sister herself. As soon as the two sat in the window seat, Song Qingci kept introducing her senior sister.

Jiangxi Mu nodded, but he was actually absent-minded.

"It's been two years since my senior sister graduated, and she started a company, which is a net income of millions every year." Song Qingci smiled bitterly: "We used to be good sisters, we went to the same elementary school together, and now we are in the same university. But she's been so busy lately that even dating her boyfriend has to be written into her schedule. ”

"You can show me the pictures you took." Jiangxi Mu interrupted coldly. It was clear that he didn't want to listen to some nonsense.

At this time, milk tea was served.

Song Qingci took out the millet, switched to the picture, and handed it over, "You invite me this time." I was really nervous when I was shooting, and whenever I made a snapping sound, I looked left and right, like I was a thief. You'll have to treat me to milk tea. ”

Jiang Xi Mu didn't listen to what she said, and all eyes were fixed on the message.

The first message was on August 20, 1996, Jiangxi Mu looked at it word by word, and his indifferent eyes changed color and became extremely intense. Even the phone was trembling slightly.

1996-8-20

Qing Changchun, secretary of the Standing Committee of Shuixian City, issued an important instruction that we must attach importance to this violent incident and absolutely must not tolerate the sabotage of hostile elements. With regard to the robbery and injuring of people in the Shuixian City Prison, it is first necessary to properly handle the families of the deceased, and second, it is necessary to step up investigation and crack the case so that the hostile elements can be arrested as soon as possible.

On August 2, a major incident occurred at the Shuixian City Prison, where a group of unidentified gangs rushed out of the tunnel and killed guards along the route with pistols. After snatching the key from the guards, he opened three cells and released a group of important criminals.

More than two dozen people died, which is shocking. After the inventory of the prison director Longshan Hui, the list of the dead included deputy prison Changjiang Cheng and political management section chief Guan Xing.

This incident has caused panic in the whole city, and it is hereby stated that the party and the people will always stand together.

Below the news is a photo of the opening of the meeting.

The second photo is about the month of September of that year

1996-9-10

The reconstruction of the Narcissus City Prison is underway, and the emotions of the inmates are soothed. The prison warden, Yongsan, will actively state that a similar situation will never be allowed.

At present, it has been found that the escaped criminal is Chiaki Kurosawa, who is mainly engaged in separatist movements in the country, and his behavior is the most vicious, and the death sentence should have been carried out in early September. However, there were robbery incidents, which caught the prison by surprise and led to heavy casualties.

The city allocated a pension fund and awarded the deputy prison Changjiang Cheng and others as martyrs. I would like to express my deep condolences.

Song Qingci drank milk tea, looked at the time, and thought about why the senior sister hadn't come yet. But I inadvertently found that Jiangxi Mu on the opposite side was a little strange.

In her memory, Jiangxi Mu has always been very indifferent, even when he was hit by a broken glass bottle, she had never seen him have this expression.

What kind of look is that? From his expression, Song Qingci saw the shadow of Aeschylus, the father of the famous tragedy, and exuded the smell of pathos from the inside. Although his face was still solemn, his eyes felt as if they were immersed in a great winter lake—a waterfall frozen 100 feet high, but it could not stop the momentum of the levee.

His hands trembled slightly, his lips were biting tightly, and his eyes seemed to be a little moist. This is his portrait at this moment.

Song Qingci was already prone to sympathy, so he lowered his head, and a sour feeling appeared in his heart, which offset the sugar content of milk tea.

The two sat silently for a long time.

Jiangxi Mu transferred these two pictures to his mobile phone, and at this time, the Xiaomi mobile phone showed the next picture, which was playing basketball. He wasn't very interested - though it was important to the police - to look through it casually. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and after a while, a line of tears flowed out.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Qingci raised his head, asked softly, and put his hand on Jiangxi Mu's hand. His hands were so hot that she was a little puzzled.

She scrutinized the hand. Thick and powerful, but there are many calluses wrapped around it, and a trace of blood is revealed from time to time. In the end, this hand seems to have experienced a lot of great suffering and sorrow, and every callus and every bloody mouth are hideously telling old things.

Jiangxi Mu looked at his phone so intently that he couldn't bother to wipe away the tears on his face.

Song Qingci had never seen him really shed tears, as extravagant as his smile was. "What's wrong with these pictures?"

"Dad......"

Song Qingzi didn't hear it wrong, Jiangxi Mu really said this word softly.

Then Jiang Xi Mu realized that he was a little out of shape, took a deep breath, and eased his emotions.

"Your face is ......," Song Qingci whispered.

Jiangxi Mu was a little puzzled, wiped it with his hand, felt those warm tears, hurriedly wiped it clean from his eyes to his chin, and then drank milk tea to keep his composure.

Song Qingci asked tentatively: "You just said that this photo has your father?" ”

Jiangxi Mu glanced at the car parked outside the window and did not answer.

I see, Song Qingci roughly understood. Most likely, his father was killed in this robbery. Isn't he too pitiful? Song Qingci couldn't help but lower her head and didn't speak, but she couldn't help but feel sad in her heart.

At this time, a lady came in from the door of the bubble tea shop, looked left and right, and when she saw Song Qingci's table, she walked straight over.

"Bell-"

A black handbag landed straight on the table.

"Senpai." Song Qingci seemed to be still immersed in that sadness, and she screamed a little weakly.

"At first glance, it's just that I'm in trouble, let's talk about it." The lady sat down.

Jiangxi Mu looked at the person next to him, and couldn't help but lean back slightly.

The woman wore a black collarless coat that accentuated the curves of her waist to perfection. A short jet-black hair, cut off at the ears, neat and neat. At this time, she lifted Erlang's legs, leaned back, took off Parson's black sunglasses with one hand, and lifted them forward.

"Bell-"

Sunglasses smashed on the milk tea table.

"Let me introduce to you, this is my senior sister, called Duan Hong." Song Qingci introduced with some trembling.

"It's a waste of time to start falling in love when I was in college. Say, what emotional problems are encountered. Duan Hong's speech speed was also very fast, as if he was racing against time, "I have to go to the company to review the finances in half an hour, and I have to hold a company meeting in an hour." I can only stay here -- 23 minutes. ”