As soon as she got out of the city, Xiaohai's mobile phone rang, she picked it up, um, um, uh, and finally said that she knew, and hung up the phone.

I guess it's Bai Yafeng.

Sure enough, Xiaohai told me: "Yafeng just heard from a few colleagues in the bureau that when the 'oil painting case' in Qianzhou happened, Yang Wenshuo was in Hangzhou, and he was very sure of his alibi, so he said that either the wrong person was arrested, or Yang Wenshuo had accomplices." ”

I was a little annoyed that Bai Yafeng was so brainy and nosy, and asked Xiao Hai to find a way to stop him from checking this line again after he went back.

At this time, Ding Ping, who was silent, also interjected: "Don't involve irrelevant people." ”

I told him to reassure him, I would count.

Ding Ping was very disdainful of my confidence, and said coldly: "Don't think about things too simply, when the time comes, forget about your own death, drag others to death, you can't pay it back in your lifetime." ”

I was so choked by Ding Ping that I couldn't speak, and when I thought about it, he was indeed right. Of course, I don't think I can kill Bai Yafeng, he is stupid, and there is not much content involved, and I talked to Xiaohai about it, and slowly wanted to think of ways to let him completely withdraw.

What I'm really worried about is Xiao Hai, a person like her who has a very heavy mind and a quiet personality is the most prone to explosive^ accidents.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn her face to look at her, she lowered her eyes in the back seat, not knowing what was going on in her head. I reached out to touch her, but she looked up, but instead of looking at me, she looked at Ding Ping and asked him, "Can you help me check the address." ”

Ding Ping nodded, picked up his mobile phone and pulled it twice, handed it to Xiaohai in the back, and said, "You enter the address you want to check into the dialog box, press send, and the recipient will check it for you." ”

Xiaohai asked me to help her adjust the input method to the handwriting state, and then carefully wrote down six words on the screen: Qianzhou City North Paigou.

After writing, I read it carefully twice, confirmed that it was right, pressed the send button, and did not return the phone to Ding Ping, but pinched it in my hand and waited for the result. Her face was as quiet as a child in the faint light of the phone screen, with a bottomless determination.

I have to admire her neatness, she knows how to seize every opportunity she can seize, first she wanted to follow the criminal police who went to the town to handle the case, and wanted to use this to investigate her father, who had been missing for more than ten years, and successfully grabbed Fu Yuxin's vine into the city, and then seized the opportunity I gave her, plunged into the deep pit, and then became more and more persistent and more daring and out of control, and now I want to borrow the power of the research center.

I should be worried about whether she will poke a hole in the sky one day.

Soon, the light on the phone screen went out, and everything disappeared into darkness.

Ten minutes later, a message came in from the mobile phone, Ding Ping held the steering wheel in one hand, took the mobile phone with the other hand, unlocked the screen with his fingerprint to bring up the dialogue receiving window and handed it to Xiaohai, I noticed that the APP he used was very unfamiliar, and it should be dedicated to the research center.

Unfortunately, the results were disappointing.

Nowhere to be found.

I took my mobile phone and typed to communicate with the other party, so that he would not be limited by time, and could look up the place names before the expansion and planning of the city, and even go back to the founding of the People's Republic of China, before the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression or earlier, the Republic of China, and even the Qing Dynasty.

The other party replied: You are not Ding Ping.

Immediately afterwards, an unfamiliar mobile phone ringtone sounded in the car, which was sent from Ding Ping, and it turned out that he also had another mobile phone. Presumably, this person who was chatting with me found that something was wrong from the tone and words, and thought that something had happened to Ding Ping, so he called and asked.

Really cautious and sensitive.

Ding Ping picked up the phone and told the other party that he was fine, because he was driving, so he let the person next to him operate his mobile phone. Then tell him to look it up as I asked. The other party should get down and hang up the phone. Ding Ping smiled and asked me to return the phone to him, saying, "There will be no reply in a short time." They are now wondering if I was being put on a knife to the neck to say those words, and promised that it was a delaying tactic, and they would not give you useful information until they figured out the situation. ”

I smiled and didn't speak, but I was scolding in my heart for how these days are like spy war dramas, and I am about to make trouble without knowing whether it is true or not.

When he returned the phone to him, he saw that the background photo on the screen was a grinning little girl, so he asked if it was his daughter.

He didn't answer.

After driving for more than ten minutes, I arrived at the place.

Chang Kun was waiting for us in a homely decorated reception room on the second floor of a brightly lit building in the old cadres' sanatorium. Although Ding Ping had already explained the situation, I still expected to see someone "above" along the way, so when I walked in and saw only Chang Kun alone, I was inevitably a little disappointed, but I didn't show it.

I jokingly asked Chang Kun what the situation was, and he was usually in the same place, why did he have to make it look like an underground party. He didn't laugh, and replied very calmly that the mother of a friend of his had recently stayed here for a short time, and that he was going to Qianzhou today to run errands, so he stopped by to see it.

I still joked and said, "You just use this as an excuse to avoid He Zhiqin and meet me alone, right?" ”

His expression didn't change at all, he was as calm as ever, and said, "It's my business how I do and how I think and how I arrange, don't be influenced by me." ”

I still smiled, tilted my face and said, "I believe so much now and rest assured that Ding Ping was influenced by you to some extent, and now you tell me not to be influenced by you?" ”

He stared at me with burning eyes, but didn't say anything more.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a white coat came in, it should be the attending doctor of Chang Kun's friend's mother who was hospitalized here, he didn't mind that there were suddenly a few more people in the room, and walked straight to Chang Kun and told him about the patient's condition. There were some technical terms and terms that I didn't understand, but I could not have understood what he was trying to say. He told Chang Kun that in addition to the fact that blood pressure increases from time to time and there is a bit of fatty liver, the patient's other physical indicators are really fine, and it is recommended to either go to a specialized hospital in Shanghai or Beijing to see, or find a psychologist to see. He said that some physical illnesses are actually projections of mental illness, and that the possibility needs to be considered between the grief experienced by the patient.

Chang Kun didn't say anything or ask anything, and only nodded when he heard it, asked Ding Ping to send the doctor out, and asked him to accompany Uncle Shi and Aunt Mo to chat.

I combined the environment here and the conversations I heard in the past few minutes to make a simple analysis, Chang Kun's mouth called "Uncle Shi" and "Aunt Mo" should be an old couple, retired senior cadres, the family has encountered some major blows, one of the body has a very serious illness, the other one accompanied to come here for hospitalization examination, but the doctor is obviously more worried about the patient's mental health, thinking that it is the mental illness projected to the body, the symptoms will appear, in fact, the body itself has no problem.

Pretty much all this information, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me.

After Ding Ping and the doctor went out, Chang Kun looked at Xiaohai and calmly but not politely invited her to wait in the activity room at the end of the corridor for a while.

Xiao Hai stood in place, motionless, not even his expression changed, as if he hadn't heard what Chang Kun said at all. She looked at Chang Kun's gaze, just like looking at any passer-by A or Song Bing B, there was no humility, no fear, no respect and other emotions, of course, there was no contempt or contempt, she looked at him, just looking at him, nothing else.

Chang Kun repeated what he had just said, his tone was the same as just now, he didn't rise or fall, but his eyes were a little more powerful than before, and he looked a little angry.

But instead of going out, Xiaohai sat down on the sofa, and then continued to look at Chang Kun with the tepid gaze just now.

I knew that the two of them were not easy to mess with, so I quickly turned around and locked the door, shook my hands to play a round, and said to Chang Kun: "Forget it, forget it, the two of us are living and dying together, you don't care." ”

He no longer looked at Xiaohai, but moved his gaze to my face, those dark gray eyes, I felt a chill in my heart, and a chill appeared in the soles of my feet, slowly seeping upward, straight into the limbs and hundreds of remains. This is a man who is poisoned too deeply and has extreme emotional instability, and he has a gun, and he may break out hysterically at any time or kill someone without saying a word.

Every cell in my body is ready to fight or run for my life.

After a stalemate of silence for about half a minute, Chang Kun suddenly snorted coldly from his nose and said, "You don't believe Ding Ping in your heart, and you don't fully believe me, you just weigh it and feel that it is more beneficial to choose to trust us." ”

I don't have much to say, because that's what it is.

But he still has something to say.

Chang Kun didn't get angry, but his attitude was very bad, cold, look at me, look at Xiaohai, turned his eyes back to look at me, and said: "My position is to try not to involve irrelevant personnel, but you are not an irrelevant person, you should know this better than me." Therefore, I will not prevent you from checking what is going on or who you are looking for, no matter which high-voltage line your behavior steps on, as long as there is no opinion on the 'above', I will definitely not have an opinion. I can help you as much as I can, and of course it's for myself. You have fully proven your abilities, and we are all confident that you will bring us unexpected gains. But your friend is innocent, you have to think about it, in case something happens to her, your conscience can't get by. ”

I still have nothing to say, but the pride and ambition of life and death just now are collapsing little by little, and his words really hit my death hole.

But the problem is that Xiaohai is not exactly an unrelated person.

She, like me, was a person in the incident.

At this time, Xiao Hai poked coldly from behind: "I am responsible for my life and death, and I have nothing to do with any of you." In the same way, if I get rich or get any other benefit in this matter, don't even think of fighting with me, and don't expect me to thank you. ”

This is really powerful, making life and death like a business, as if preventing her from participating is preventing her from getting rich, and there is no way at all.

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