Chapter 232: Old Yan's admonition
At the time, I was resting on my bed in the hotel. Not long ago, the explosion in an underground bomb shelter burned almost half of my back.
Although Xiaoxue had treated the wound urgently, it still hurt so much that she could barely sleep when she lay on the bed.
Just as I was trying to connect everything that happened in the village, trying to find some clues from it, Ding Qianqian suddenly knocked on the door and found me.
What surprised me even more was that Ding Qianqian actually brought an old friend: Lao Yan!
After not seeing him for many days, Lao Yan became more and more old, his face was vaguely tired, the hair on his head was all white, and when he walked, his back was even more rickety, but he was not as energetic as before.
The only thing that remained unchanged was Lao Yan's eagle-like eyes, and from the moment I entered the door, his eyes locked on me, as if after a few glances, I already understood everything that happened here.
"This police officer contacted me through the provincial station, and he said that he knew you, so I didn't think much about it, so I brought her over directly, if γγγγγγ" Seeing that Lao Yan and I didn't say a word for a long time, Ding Qianqian thought that the two of us had a grudge, so she hurriedly opened her mouth to explain.
To be honest, looking at this strong woman's red-faced appearance, she is still a little cute.
That's right, that's how girls should be, scolding people everywhere with a straight face all day long, it's not cute at all.
"Alright, I see, nothing! Reporter Ding, can you go out for a while and let me be alone with this old gentleman for a while? β
Hearing me say this, Ding Qianqian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then said timidly: "Okay, I'm next door, if there's anything, just call me!" β
"Okay, I'm in trouble."
Seeing that Ding Qianqian finally went out, Lao Yan slowly sat down in front of my bed, and then took out two Chinese cigarettes in his arms and threw one directly to me.
clicked, took a deep breath, frowned and glanced at the injury on my back, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Burns?" How? β
"It's not a big deal, it's just that someone put it together, and it's good to raise it for a few days."
After listening to me, Lao Yan pulled down his face again and snorted directly from his nostrils: "It's not a big deal?" I heard Guoqiang say that if the other party increases the amount of gasoline by a quarter, I can only sit here and talk to a charred corpse now! β
"Hey, isn't that what if, who would have thought that someone would deliberately set a trap in that kind of place? I'll remember it next time. β
After hearing me say this, Lao Yan became furious again, and reprimanded me with a split head and face: "You stinky boy, why do you have a next time?" β
"Okay, no next timeγγγγγγ"
A long silence followed. Lao Yan and I both smoked cigarettes by ourselves and didn't say a word.
Compared with scolding me directly, this kind of cold violence without saying a word is even more unbearable, especially for people like Lao Yan, after all, I was brought out by him, as long as I look at it a few more times, it is estimated that all the little Jiujiu in my heart will be seen through by him.
After a few moments, I finally couldn't take it anymore and slowly spoke, breaking the silence first.
"Lao Yan, you said that you don't enjoy it in Huayuan City, and you came all the way to the barren mountain, should it be just to train me?"
"You're right, although I'll retire in a year and two months, I'm not idle yet!"
"Damn, then you are γγγγγ here now"
Before the words fell, Lao Yan took out a file bag directly from his clothes and slapped it directly in front of me.
Whether it is a black gold case or a spontaneous combustion case of the human body, every time this guy takes out his file bag, it must be no good, and I believe this time should be no exception.
Swallowing my saliva, I slowly picked up the file bag, and a few red letters in front of me were impressively printed in my eyes, and in an instant, I was so shocked that I couldn't speak.
This is: The investigation record of the murder case at No. 37 of the L house! My God, how could Lao Yan have such a thing! The case of No. 37 L Mansion happened shortly after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and if I remember correctly, Lao Yan was just a small police officer in his early 20s.
This kind of investigation record is not even necessarily available in the local police department archives bureau, how did Lao Yan get it? I vaguely remember that Lin Jie once told me that during the period before Ji Yan's accident, he was also tinkering with similar investigation files.
Soon after, while investigating the Black Gold case, he was found tragically dead at home, in a manner that resembled the method used by Lin Bayi to kill people: the injection method of intravenous air needles.
Could it be that Ji Yan's accident and the case of L Mansion No. 37 and the black gold case are somehow connected?
I couldn't hold back the doubts in my heart anymore, clenched the file bag in my hand, and almost yelled at Lao Yan: "How many things do you know!" Why do you have the investigation file of House 37 L? How many things are related to this case! β
Lao Yan took another puff of cigarette, and then smiled helplessly, from his old eyes, vaguely revealing a little sadness and helplessness: "Gao Fei, do you remember the case of No. 37 L House, how did it start?" β
How did it start? Memories flood in. I distinctly remember that at first I made a phone call from No. 37 L House, where a man claimed to have killed someone and asked to turn himself in.
The police didn't believe it at first, and sent two police officers to investigate, and when the police arrived at the scene, they found that the entire mansion was filled with a lot of blood, but there was not a single body in sight, and even the man who called himself in disappeared without a traceγγγγγ
After listening to my description, Lao Yan nodded slowly as if he remembered some past events: "This is the general situation, but there are some details that were not made public at that time. β
After listening to this, I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart: "What details?" β
"In fact, the police found a child's body in the basement of the Western-style Mansion, but in order to avoid unnecessary impact on the public, they concealed the corpse and only claimed that nothing was found!"
"Corpses, what kind of corpses, why are you hiding them!" I couldn't control my emotions anymore, and I had never been so excited. I feel that what Lao Yan is going to say next will be very crucial.
For a while, Lao Yan's fingers trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes immediately showed a look of fear, as if recalling something extremely terrifying: "It was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, the age of flowers, and when we found her, there were no vital signs.
The girl was wearing a red dress, soaked in a glass container, and many of her body organs had been artificially removed a week ago, and she barely survived for a whole week with various catheters and nutrient solutions.
When we found her, the killer used a scalpel-like sharp knife to cut the back of the skull, and then took her entire brain.
Think about it, after taking a person's brain out of the cranial cavity alive, God knows what kind of mad guy can do such a vicious deed on an innocent girl? β
If what Lao Yan said was true, with the turbulent environment at that time, it was indeed necessary to conceal the truth. If this kind of vicious murder is accidentally leaked, the whole region will be in a panic.
After thinking about it for a while, I felt that something was wrong: "Wait, you haven't told you yet, why do you know so much about the matter of No. 37 L House?" β
From the situation described by Lao Yan, and even his facial expressions, he looks like an eyewitness to the incident rather than an outsider, which in a sense, is the same as those in the original murder case.
Even though I already have the answer in my mind, at this moment, I still hope that he will tell me personally.
Lao Yan glanced at me, sighed, and seemed to finally plan to tell me the truth: "Do you remember the police officer who first received the call to the police and rushed to the scene to investigate?" β
"At that time, the police station had limited manpower, and it seems that only two police officers, one old and one young, were originally sent over?"
"Well, that old police officer's name is Wu Weihua, and he is the master I brought me into the industry!"
What the! Although I was mentally prepared, at this moment, I was still so shocked that I couldn't speak: "In other words, the young police officer at that time was you, Yan Shusen!" β
"Hmm....." Lao Yan smiled bitterly for a while, and nodded slowly: "After that case at that time, I submitted a report to my superiors and applied to be transferred to a civilian position. Because he did a good job, a few years later, he transferred to the Z University Police Academy as an instructor, and this work was twenty or thirty years.... Don't say it's you, even many of my colleagues around me don't know about itγγγγγ β
After finishing speaking, Lao Yan seemed to be finally relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief. A long silence ensued, and he and I smoked cigarettes without saying a word.
After a long time, it was I who was the first to speak, breaking the silence: "So, why did you come all the way to tell me this? β
"I want to advise you to give up some things, also for your own good!"
"Give up. What the? β
This time, Lao Yan didn't answer my question directly, but suddenly stood up, opened the window, and looked into the distance: "To be honest, I've known you for a long time. But in the video, we don't seem to have had a few formal conversations like this. β
I also took a puff of cigarette and chimed in: "Yes, you already knew me long before I went to the police academy!" β
"Remember why we met?"
As soon as the words fell, my heart couldn't help but chuckle, and the cigarette on my fingertips fell to the ground and went out directly.
Memories of the past keep coming to mind, rainy nights, hometowns, murders... And, the scar on his chest: "The reason why we met was because of that case seven years agoγγγγγ β