The elevator beeps again, and it's on the first floor.

Something very wrong occurred to me.

Based on our personality profile of Xia Dongyi, although he has a murderous element in his bones and can do everything, his principles are very heavy, and he will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. And Uncle Xiu's character, aside from the fact that Xiaohai and I have an intimate relationship with him, we can't judge objectively, he is also a good person with a good reputation in Huaqiao Town, why did Xia Dongyi kill him?

It makes no sense.

Come to think of it, there are only two possibilities. Or, it was a physical altercation between two people, and he killed him with the wrong hand. Either that, or he had to do it for a particularly big reason.

They are all people in the "Juan" organization, there are too many characters, the relationships are too complicated, and the things involved are too important, and there seem to be a lot of reasons for life and death.

Now I pin my hopes on Xia Xiaoyu.

Since she was able to leave her secret mobile phone number to Li Xu many years ago, she should be able to call her back now.

As long as you can talk to Xia Xiaoyu, you can ask what happened back then, and you can finally give Xiaohai an explanation.

As soon as Uncle Xiu died, Xiaohai's mother died of illness, Xiaohai became an orphan, and I also lost the warmest color in my life.

A good person can't let him die in vain.

After completing Xiaohai's discharge procedures, I was lazy to go to the auction house alone to deal with the painting, Xiaohai and I went to the Public Security Bureau, endured our sadness and discomfort, and carefully read the files of the mudslide and white bones case, including the photos, and found no special clues.

At this time, Liu Yimin called me to go to his office, I went, he had an anxious expression, and told me that the customs called to say that Zhuang Jing had returned to China, and they found a reason to detain her according to what he had instructed before, but after half an hour, they gave her away, and now I don't know where to go, the key is that the people in charge of guarding her can't tell how they got away.

Zhuang Jing is back.

It's finally back!

I've been desperately looking for her since a few months ago, and I've been looking for nothing until I hear anything, almost desperate, almost forgetting about her, but she suddenly appeared.

For her, it was too simple to walk out from under the noses of customs detainees, she was a psychiatrist, she knew hypnosis, and dealing with a few ordinary people was simply a casual matter.

I immediately picked up my mobile phone to call Zhuang Jing, but it was still turned off, and I vaguely felt that something was wrong in my heart, and the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, if she really had close contact and contact with the hypnotist Yao Kechen who was locked up in the American mental hospital, then there should be her part in these incidents, but I don't know what role she is playing and what role she plays, in short, something is wrong.

It's so wrong.

I asked Liu if I could take any special action, such as locating her mobile phone number to find out where she was.

Liu Yimin shook his head resolutely: "This is impossible, Zhuang Jing did not commit a crime, and the formalities cannot be passed." ”

I nodded and said yes, thinking that Chang Kun would definitely be able to do it, the key to doing this is to use the technical strength of the research center, and the people in it are divided into four categories, most of them have ghosts, in case they are detected by Shen Jianqing in Group B, and if they don't do it well, they will put Zhuang Jing into the pit, so let's wait and see, I have made so many phone calls and sent so many text messages and emails before, she should contact me, I have to give her some time, and when it is really impossible, let Chang Kun find a way to find her.

I thanked Liu Yimin and told him to stop worrying about it. Liu Yiming twisted his eyebrows heavily, looking like he had countless questions to ask but didn't know how to ask. I smiled and hugged him, coquettishly said it was okay, I knew the severity, and nothing could happen. He patted me on the back and sighed, saying that you are too smart, and I am afraid that you will dare to poke any big basket because you are smart.

After appeasing Liu Yimin a little, I took Xiaohai to Zhuang Jing's residence and unit, and those who didn't see her said that they hadn't come back yet, and I left a message for her colleagues and the staff of the community property management, and when Zhuang Jing came back, I told her that Suni had something important to find.

I think that after a few days, if Zhuang Jing gets so many messages and refuses to show up and refuse to contact me, the only reason is that her position is absolutely in conflict with mine, so she deliberately avoided it.

In that case, I don't have to be polite, and then I will directly ask Chang Kun to locate her mobile phone, and once I find her whereabouts, she will be forcibly detained and waiting for me to interrogate.

My temper is like this, if you talk well, I will definitely talk well, if you play any tricks with me, I will definitely not be polite.

After doing these things, it was dinner time, Xiaohai and I sat back in the car and prepared to find a better restaurant to have a good meal, but as soon as I started the car, my mobile phone rang.

It's lazy.

I don't know what's going on, but I had a bad premonition when I saw his name on the caller ID, so I quickly picked it up and fed it.

Despite the restraint, I could hear that the lazy man was nervous to a certain extent.

"I was followed," he said. ”

I put out the fire, sat up straight, forced myself to calm down, told him to stay calm, and asked him what was going on.

He replied: "Black Land Rover, I can't see how many people are inside." ”

As soon as I said the black Land Rover, I brushed a light in my head, and immediately thought of the scene that happened at the door of the Public Security Bureau when Dai Furong was tracked a few months ago, I don't know which way people had a plan to arrest Dai Furong with a premeditated arrangement, and I was disturbed, when there was a black Land Rover parked across the road, and those people next to me were obviously acting at the order of the car, and they tried to chase at the time, but failed to catch up, and then checked the license plate number, which was also a deck, and the clues were interrupted from there, and then they were never connected.

Now it's up again.

Thinking of the lineup and momentum of their preparation to capture Dai Furong at that time, I suddenly went a little crazy, and my whole body collapsed, and I felt that my head was going to explode. When Xiaohai saw that I was wrong, he immediately grabbed my left hand and shook it so hard that he almost felt pain.

I asked the lazy man if he could guess the purpose of those people.

He replied with the affirmative of one word: "Painting." ”

I screamed, "Give them the paintings!" Give it to them! Don't give them a penny! ”

I didn't speak for a while, and I analyzed from the background that his car was driving in the downtown area, and I felt a little comforted in my heart, thinking that no matter how ruthless those people were, they wouldn't do murder and stealing goods on the street.

But the lazy doesn't think so.

He said in a hoarse voice: "I'm afraid that if I give them the painting, I may not be able to get out." ”

I asked him what he meant.

He said: "In the past few days, something has been wrong, someone is secretly following up and investigating my details, finding out that I am a police officer and then transferring my file from the bureau's archives, and my former colleagues in Shanghai also called to say that someone went to inquire about my situation, and then, the day before yesterday, the provincial department didn't know what was going on, and suddenly sent someone down to demand that everyone in the bureau, whether formal or not, must submit a blood sample, saying that it was the establishment of an internal database, I felt that it was not right, but there was no way." You know, my DNA is unusual, so I'm afraid they're not just targeting Xia Dongyi's paintings now, but even my people. ”

I howled, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!" ”

He smiled wryly and did not squeak.

Come to think of it, a few days ago, Xiaohai and I were half-dead because of Uncle Xiu's affairs, why did the lazy dare to tell me this. The matter of that painting was privately discussed by a few of us to set up a situation, and he could only take care of the big things by himself, and even Chang Kun didn't dare to tell him.

I asked the old lazy where he was now, and he didn't say anything, he didn't say anything, I knew that he was afraid that I would rush to save him, and as a result, the sheep would fall into the tiger's mouth, so he wouldn't say anything about the death.

I didn't bother to ask, I just carefully captured the background sound, trying to analyze his position from the sound, but for half a minute, there was no signature sound except for the lazy and increasingly rapid breathing, the sound of car horns, and noisy human voices.

At this critical juncture, there was a text message coming in my mobile phone, and it was disturbed, but it didn't take too long, and another text message came in, and it was disturbed, and I was so angry that I wanted to go crazy, and I was controlled by the situation and couldn't lose my proportions.

The old lazy sighed, stepped on the accelerator, and then said: "Nier, listen, if I can't get out today, you must take care of yourself, these things, if you can't check it, don't check it, take Xiaohai to hide far away, go to Lin'an, in the west of Hangzhou, that's a good place, you will like it." ”

I screamed like a pig, "Where the are you!" ”

There was a sudden braking sound, then a slam on the steering wheel, and he turned around and stepped on the accelerator in the midst of an angry car horn.

He took another breath and shouted at me loudly, "Nier, if I can get out today, you must ......"

There was a loud bang, cutting off his next words.

I felt like the bang shattered my soul, and I was stunned for a few seconds, maybe half a minute, and I felt as if I was dead.

After a while, there was finally another voice on the other end of the phone, and the old lazy was coughing violently, and then spit out a large mouthful of something, presumably blood. I finally came to my senses, listened to the movement, thought he was going to die, and immediately felt like I was going to die with it.

But no, he could still speak, scolding viciously with blood foam: "! Two Land Rovers, one more rushed out of the oblique spur! Didn't watch out, got hit. ”

I shuddered and asked him how he was.

He replied: "It's okay, the airbag has popped up, this car is good." ”

Then after a pause for a few seconds, the old lazy lowered his voice nervously and said, "They got out of the car and came over." ”

I screamed again: "Give them the painting!" Give them the painting! Give them the paintings! Draw ......"

I screamed hoarsely, and I felt like my life was lost in the screaming.