August 13, 2014, 9:15 a.m., Conference Room of the Municipal Criminal Police Brigade.

Two police officers sent stacks of suspect files signed by Captain Guo Zhenchao to the criminal police officers in the front row and asked them to distribute them to the back. The people who got it began to read this concise and concise printed material.

Name: Zuo Yan (Note: This person is not found in the resident identity database, his ID card is forged, and his real name is unknown);

Age: 22 years old (Note: age is not true);

Ethnicity: Tujia;

Height: 1.74 meters;

Weight: 78kg;

Education level: Unknown;

Class: Edit (Note: Disguise Class)

Unit: Hebei Ancient Painting Publishing House (Note: has been expelled)

Address: Golden Orphanage, Golden Town, Lichuan City, Enshi Prefecture, Hubei Province;

Current address: Unknown;

Family members: Shen Foyin (note: the director of the Golden Orphanage, Zuo Yan's adoptive mother);

Physiognomic characteristics: (see photo);

Language characteristics: Mandarin spoken, slightly Sichuan, curly tongue often said as flat tongue;

Previous criminal record: None;

History of illness: history of psychiatric illness;

Suspects involved:

(1) The perpetrator of the shooting and killing of an Italian tourist on Dazhong Airlines flight DZA130 at 4:36 p.m. on August 12, 2014;

(2) At 5 a.m. on August 13, 2014, the Municipal Psychiatric Hospital violently attacked the police;

(3) may be in possession of illegal firearms;

Current status: Fugitive, Yuxian Town, Caidian District, Dajiang City;

Precaution level: Level 5 (Note: Extremely Dangerous)

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The last line reads "Disposition Opinion" and is followed by a straight underline.

There was silence in the venue, and the smell of smoke wafted through the air. A huge LED electronic screen is embedded in the wall of the front desk, on which a line of words is displayed: Dajiang City Criminal Police Team Major Case Discussion Meeting. Above the window on the left side of the venue, a banner with white characters on a red background was hung: Defend the safety of people's lives and property, and serve the people wholeheartedly! On the wall on the right side of the venue, there is also a banner with white characters on a red background: Enforce the law according to law, strictly enforce the law, and start from the side bit by bit! The words on the banner are all bold and thick, solemn and thick, which makes the atmosphere of the venue very serious.

The meeting was attended by 360 criminal policemen, almost all of the mobile forces of the Dajiang City Police Department. Everyone was reading the A4 paper in their hands and the bust of the suspect Zuo Yan printed on the reverse side with an almost scrutinizing eye, trying to memorize the information on it in their minds.

Sitting at the front desk were police captain Guo Zhenchao, who had a white plaster on his nose and forehead, political commissar Wang Chuande, party secretary Ge Xiaobing, intelligence team leader Yin Tianlin, and head of the special service detachment of the armed police force, Ma Yuxiang, and others.

Since he was a witness, Guo Zhenchao first introduced the case to everyone. The bridge of his nose had been cracked, so he spoke a little quieter than usual, and from time to time he would pull his thick eyebrows together in pain. On such occasions, his speech appeared concise and precise, as if every word was deliberate and unquestionable. After about two or three minutes of speaking, he stopped, lowered his head, covered his nose with the palm of his hand, closed his eyes, inhaled with a grin, and lifted his shoulders stiffly upward, as if the pain was unbearable.

There was a commotion in the audience, and someone was whispering to each other.

Yin Wenbin sat on the rightmost host seat on the stage and laughed secretly.

Guo Zhenchao came to his senses and slowly raised his head to speak. At this moment, the mobile phone in the trouser pocket of his police uniform vibrate. As he spoke, he quietly took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, it was his son's transatlantic call from the United Kingdom, then pressed the power button and hung up. I didn't know that before I could say a word, the phone vibrated again. He hung up at a faster pace. The other party sent a text message without compromise: Dad, I want money to pay for tuition.

Seeing this sentence, Guo Zhenchao's heart was furious, money, money, money, money every day, the sky will fall. He quietly ended his speech, put the microphone in front of the political commissar, and the political commissar said a few words about the grim situation and the urgency of the situation, and then pushed the microphone in front of the head of the intelligence group......

Guo Zhenchao left the table covered with red cloth and walked to the corridor outside the venue to the bathroom, dialing his son's phone as he dialed his son.

"Hey, I was in a meeting." His son's name is Xiaochao.

"Every time you call, it's either a meeting or the police. I have to pay tuition. ”

"Didn't you just pay 100,000 yuan?" He said incomprehensibly.

"Now it's time to pay the annual fee."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. That's more, how much? He stammered a little.

"600,000?"

"What? 600,000. Robbing a bank?! He suddenly raised his voice, a sharp pain in the bridge of his nose, and a cool breeze crept through his grinning teeth.

"500,000 tuition, 100,000 living expenses, it has always been like this."

……

Guo Zhenchao's two rows of smoky teeth were put together again, and he couldn't grind them for a long time.

"Dad? Are you still there? …… I won't hang up the phone again. ”

"Yes." Guo Zhenchao barely popped out of his mouth with a word.

"Every time you hang up on me, where is it like a parent?" The son complained on the other side of the world, as if he were counting down someone else's father. "And hang up on me a lot."

"Nope." Guo Zhenchao said with confidence. He felt in his heart that he owed his son.

"Daddy, dear Daddy," said the son, coquettishly, not without complaint, "may you please tell me when the money will be there?" I'll explain it to my mentor. The last two sentences are like Party B urging Party A to pay for them, which is particularly official.

"Can you wait two days?" Guo Zhenchao scolded this little ancestor in his heart, but he didn't dare to offend at all.

"Two days? Two days is a few days? The son said unrelentingly.

Guo Zhenchao thought for a while, "Let's take a week." ”

"How's that going to work? The mentor urged him so tightly that he didn't have any face at all. Guo Zhenchao heard his son's nose snort, and said almost orderly, "Just tomorrow, you can't push it back anymore." ”

Guo Zhenchao said: "Well, okay. Tomorrow. The tone was a little reluctant.

The son said uneasily: "Words count." ”

Guo Zhenchao gave himself a sigh of relief: "Words count." ”

……

When Guo Zhenchao re-entered the venue and returned to his seat, the head of the intelligence team had already told the participants in detail what he had learned about the suspect, and the discussion among the police officers had ended, and the meeting entered the final process - to characterize the arrest level of the suspect. Guo Zhenchao looked sideways at Yin Wenbin, the office director who was sitting in the last chair on the left, he was also looking at him, and the eyes of the two collided very tacitly, and then the two picked up the pen and wrote the words "wanted for the whole network" after the "disposition opinion" at the bottom of the list of suspects, that is, the A4 paper.

The political commissar announced the adjournment of the meeting, and the police officers in the audience were still sitting motionless, and several leaders on the stage held their own teacups in their hands and leather bags under their armpits, and walked out of the arena with square steps. Guo Zhenchao quickly returned to the office to put down the documents, went to the administrative office next door to find Yin Wenbin, and the two went downstairs together, boarded the police car, and drove out of the police compound.

Yin Wenbin put the steering wheel and said, "Brother Chao, my son called again just now." ”

"Hey, it's asking for money again," Guo Zhenchao sighed, "It seems that I am a foreign businessman, and as soon as I open my mouth, it will be 600,000." I'm going to be worth so much money that I'm going to sell me. ”

"People are worthless now."

"I've worked all my life, and it's sad to think about it, I can't even make up my son's tuition."

"You can, and I got a third-class superintendent, and I'm still a superintendent. Both of us are transferred from the same army, and I joined the police force half a year later than you. ”

"So what? It's not that he was trained like a grandson by his son. ”

"What kind of generation are these?" Yin Wenbin laughed twice, "You don't want to think about what school your precious son attended, that's Cambridge, glorious ancestors!" If it were me, it would be worth smashing the pot and selling iron. ”

Guo Zhenchao licked his chapped lips, "To be serious, you have to find Zuo Yan's kid and get the ancient paintings, and our Xiaochao's tuition fees will be all solved." The 'company' said that if you get the ancient painting, you will be awarded 5 million. ”

"Now that we are wanted all over the Internet, his photos and information will be posted on the Internet, in newspapers, and on community bulletin boards."

Guo Zhenchao suddenly remembered and said: "By the way, let the Intelligence Bureau send a wanted text message to people with mobile phones in the city." ”

Yin Wenbin said: "It's useless, it's just text information." ”

"You ask if the Intelligence Section can send MMS?"

"I'm driving." Yin Wenbin glanced at Guo Zhenchao.

Guo Zhenchao took out his mobile phone and called the head of the intelligence section, and the other party said that it could be, but the cost was too high, and there were more than 8 million mobile phone users in Dajiang City, which could not afford it. ”

Guo Zhenchao said in his heart that more than 8 million was not mine, but he scolded in his mouth: "You can't use your brain, only send Caidian District?" ”

The section chief on the other side of the phone was a little confused, "Okay, then only send the suspect's escape area." ”

Guo Zhenchao hung up the phone, still scolding: "It's just a pig's brain." Then Yin Wenbin said: "Binzi, don't go to Caidian first, go to Ruan Xiaowei." ”

Nguyen Xiaowei is the chairman of the Crystal Palace Bathing Center.

Yin Wenbin was surprised and said, "What are you doing there?" ”

Guo Zhenchao felt that his nose hurt again, "Ouch, that bastard, you almost knocked me to death." He took out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao Spray from his bag and sprayed the white bandage on the bridge of his nose twice, and a cool sensation quickly relieved the pain. He took Yin Wenbin's words and said unhappily: "What do you say? women. ”

"You're laughing at me." Yin Wenbin said dissatisfied.

Guo Zhenchao said with a bitter face: "My little ancestor has to give him money tomorrow, I just can't rob it, I think about it, let's go to Ruan Xiaowei first to get a little talk." ”

"If he hadn't been covered by us, he would have closed his door a long time ago, and he wouldn't have looked for anyone."

"It's too much," Guo Zhenchao said worriedly, "It doesn't seem to work." After a few seconds, he said, "Damn, that's all there is to it." ”

When the police car was about to get off the third ring, Guo Zhenchao took a look at his somewhat puffy face in the rearview mirror, gently lifted the gauze on the bridge of his nose and forehead, and saw a bulging bruised blister on his forehead, and a two-inch-long bloody mouth on the bridge of his bulging nose.

"Reveal it." Yin Wenbin looked at Guo Zhenchao in the mirror and said, "It affects the glorious image of the captain of the criminal police team." ”

Guo Zhenchao reluctantly lifted the gauze, washed off the Vaseline and bloodshot on the wound with mineral water, and then took a picture in the rearview mirror, feeling much stronger than just now, at least not so embarrassed.

The police car drove to the door of the Crystal Palace, and the beautiful forelady led the two directly to the outside of Ruan Xiaowei's office, and the foreman knocked on the glass door with his fingers.

"Who?" Someone inside asked.

"Ruan Dong, Officer Guo is here." The forelady said cautiously.

"Oh, the noble man is here, please come in."

The forelady pushed open the glass door, let Guo Yin and the others in, and then left on their own.

Ruan Xiaowei's office is ring-shaped, not particularly large, about 50 square meters, the floor is covered with red and black Italian wool blankets, three-quarters of the circular walls are made of high-brightness tempered glass, you can see that there are delicate yellow sand, white granite, a variety of coral reefs, algae blown around by the aerator, and all kinds of unnamed sea creatures, making the whole room look like a crystal palace under the sea. The remaining quarter of the wall is made of precious red sandstone veneer, and a golden dragon head is exposed in the center, and a glowing glass ball is embedded in the dragon's eye, and a blood-red tongue spits out of the dragon's mouth, and the spring water flowing from the tongue falls into the same red sandstone hewn sink on the ground, and the other end of the sink extends into the glass wall, due to the use of the siphon principle, although the water level in the glass wall is more than two meters higher than the sink, it does not flow into the sink, which looks very magical.

In the center of the circular house rests a huge semi-circular Huanghuali log root carving, the table top is smooth as a mirror, but the table top is full of cracks and scars, with the wood curve carved with the scene of the eight immortals crossing the sea, both noble and elegant, but also simple and clumsy, not at all showing the mountain dew, making the owner of this room become very mysterious.

On the top of the carved table is a set of elaborate gongfu tea sets, with a few drops of water spilled on the side. There is also an electric mahjong table behind the table, on which Ruan Xiaowei is playing mahjong with three people that Guo Yin does not know. All three were dressed in uniform black shirts, with skulls emblazoned on their chests, and one of them had a scar on his face. The three of them saw two uniformed policemen walk in, and quickly stood up a little uncomfortably.

"Xiaowei, don't call me to play mahjong." When others see Ruan Xiaowei, they call Ruan Dong, but Guo Zhenchao always calls him by his name.

Guo Zhenchao made a gesture to the three people, "You go to the living room first." ”

Ruan Xiaowei sat in place and didn't get up, touched his bulging belly and snorted, and said with a smile: "Guo Daguan, please sit down, what can we ordinary people do if we don't play mahjong?" ”

The three respectfully made tea for the two officers before leaving.

Guo Yin and the others sat down, drank a few sips of tea, and exchanged a few words.

Guo Zhenchao put on a straightforward look and said: "Xiaowei, Ming people don't say dark words, I'll come to you to stretch out your hand." ”

Ruan Xiaowei's eyes rolled indistinctly, and he said as if he had been prepared: "You are my brother, what should I do?" Just say how much you want. The "bar" at the end is very important.

Guo Zhenchao raised his right hand and cocked his thumb and little finger.

Ruan Xiaowei glanced out of the corner of his eye, and shouted outside the door: "Scar." ”

The man with the scar on his face pushed open the door, carrying a purple sand teapot in his hand, waiting for Ruan Xiaowei to speak.

"Go to your sister-in-law and get me 60,000 yuan." Ruan Xiaowei's feet were stacked together, and the toes of the top foot were little by little.

"Okay." The scar man walked over to the carved table, placed the teapot on the countertop, and quickly turned around to walk out.

"Wait a minute," Guo Zhenchao turned around, propped his hands on his thighs, and looked directly into Ruan Xiaowei's eyes, "Add me a zero." ”

Ruan Xiaowei pursed his lips, without the slightest expression on his face, his eyes staring at the sea creatures in the glass wall motionless. In his pupils was a ferocious fish with fangs foraging for food. He didn't say a word for half a minute, as if his mouth was stuck with super glue.

Scarface stood beside him, his hands behind his back, his eyes shining like the ferocious fish in the glass wall, eerie and dead. His head was tilted back, his massive pecs swaying under his shirt, and then his neck pressed down to one shoulder, a clacking sound could be heard distinctly.

Ruan Xiaowei withdrew his gaze from the glass wall and picked up the teapot on the table—normally he should have filled the guest's cup with water first, but this time he only poured himself a glass, and drank it cleanly, and licked his mouth deliberately, as if it was not tea but human blood. He spoke slowly, "My brother, do you want to kill me alive?" ”

The voice was very peaceful, but it was clearly ruthless.

Guo Zhenchao's hands are still on his thighs. He lowered his head, his eyes widened, and he looked at the police uniform that fluctuated violently with his belly, as if he had seen through what was inside, "You just say yes or not." His eyes didn't look at Ruan Xiaowei for a moment.

Ruan Xiaowei looked around, as if he wanted to say goodbye here, and then looked at Scar and said, "Alas, I can't do it anymore." ”

The Scar Man's face became more and more gloomy, and his stiff neck and head became red and thick, like a grenade with a fuse. The corners of his mouth tugged upwards hard, and the masseter muscles in his cheeks bulged out like hard cables.

Yin Wenbin's eyes rolled, he put the teacup he was holding on the table, leaned over to Ruan Xiaowei's ear and whispered a few words.

The scar man glanced vigilantly at Yin Wenbin, who was pouting his ass. Guo Zhenchao put on an indifferent look.

Ruan Xiaowei crossed his fingers together and placed them on his knees.

Yin Wenbin stood up, lifted the pot and filled Ruan Xiaowei's empty cup with tea, and sat back in his place.

"Shh Ruan Xiaowei laughed, his neck remained motionless, and his eyes rolled around to glance at Yin Wenbin, "Who knew this was the case?" ”

Guo Zhenchao's tight skin loosened slightly. There is a drama on my son's tuition.

"Who hasn't had an inconvenient time." Ruan Xiaowei put his fleshy and white palm on Guo Zhenchao's lap, "Yes, I have to help my brother settle this problem when I beg for rice and rice." ”

Guo Zhenchao raised his chin high, looked into the air, as if he was about to take a breath, but pressed that breath back into his chest, lowered his eyes and squinted at Ruan Xiaowei, as if looking at a villain, and then leveled his chin and picked up the teacup from the table, "This is a good brother." I didn't contribute much to your one-third of an acre. With me covered, are you still short of money to make? ”

Ruan Xiaowei stretched out a palm and put it on his chest. "Don't talk about anything else, brother, I'll help you this time. However, the 300,000 yuan my sister-in-law took from me last month said that she would pay it back. He turned his head to look at Yin Wenbin, "After all, I am a small business, no better than those who are engaged in real estate, and they have only a little income." You're going to take it all for me, and you're going to have no life. I can't do it, it's not that there is one less way to make money for the two of you. ”

"Don't worry," Guo Zhenchao heroically raised a big hand into the air, "that money will definitely be returned." ”

"Okay, brother, you're a cheerful person." Ruan Xiaowei grabbed Guo Zhenchao's thick arm with his white and fat hands, buried his head, looked at the carpet between his legs, and said, "Can you hurry up and give a deadline?" ”

Guo Zhenchao thought in his heart that if he could catch Zuo Yan today and force him to hand over the ancient paintings, the "company" would be able to pay 5 million to his account tomorrow, but the time could not be too tight, and it had to be postponed for two days. "Three days." He said it conclusively.

Ruan Xiaowei looked at him and said, "Fifteen days, brother, they are all their own people, you can't force it too hard, you just give it to me in fifteen days." I'll give you a share of this money in my company, you see, brother, am I happy? ”

Guo Zhenchao patted his thigh and said: "Refreshing, really refreshing, when you opened this Crystal Palace, I said that you are a good person." I read you right. ”

The atmosphere between the three seemed to be harmonious again, and Scar Man began to make tea for the three again.

Guo Zhenchao and Yin Wenbin came out of the Crystal Palace, each carrying two beautifully packaged mooncakes. Every year, Crystal Palace prepares mooncakes in advance to give to government officials, close friends and VIP customers who have frequent contacts.

The car was on the third ring. Guo Zhenchao immediately sent a text message to his son: Dad did what he said, and the money was in place. You just have to read with confidence.

The son gave him a big kiss in return.

Guo Zhenchao was in a very good mood, and asked Yin Wenbin what he was talking about in Ruan Xiaowei's ear just now, which made Ruan Xiaowei's attitude turn one hundred and eighty degrees.

Yin Wenbin smiled slyly and said, "You don't care what I say, just achieve your goal." ”

Guo Zhenchao scolded and said, "You kid must have exposed my bottom, didn't you?" ”

Yin Wenbin nodded, made a stubborn donkey, and sang the lyrics of "Little Dragon Man": "I won't tell you - I won't tell you - I won't tell you -"

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie on Guo Zhenchao's waist sounded a burst of electricity, and an excited voice said: "Report to Team Guo, the police officer on duty received a report from the public, and the suspect Zuo Yan appeared in a private clinic in Yuxian Town." OVER！ ”

It seems that everything is moving in a favorable direction. "Closely monitor the suspects, do a good job of control, and be careful not to startle the snake......" Guo Zhenchao was also a little excited, and added at the end: "We are moving in the direction of Yuxian, and we can get there in twenty minutes." ”