Chapter 37: Help Me

Zhu Shan took out her mobile phone and called Ling Xiao.

The phone didn't ring twice before it was answered: "What's wrong?" ā€

His voice rustled, as if he was taking a lunch break.

"Ling Xiao, I'm coming to you." Zhu Shan took out a begging gesture and put her tone soft, "Can you help me?" It's just a small favor, and you're sure to be able to solve it well. ā€

"Now?" Ling Xiao sighed and refused in a low and sleepy voice, "I'm very busy in the afternoon and don't have time." ā€

Zhu Shan felt that he didn't seem to want to deal with herself.

She raised her voice anxiously: "Don't let you help in vain, I'll pay you." ā€

knew that Ling Xiao was not bad for money, so he added: "I'll send you WeChat, you look at the remuneration I gave." ā€

Zhu Shan hung up the phone and quickly sent the photo of Yang Maoxue's mobile phone case that she had just taken.

Then press and hold the talk button: "When I cleaned up your desk two months ago, I saw a photo with a very strange pattern on it, like the tail of a small animal, and I asked you what it was, and you said you didn't know, you didn't check it out, do you still remember this?" ā€

Zhu Shan looked for a taxi as she walked, and continued to hold her mobile phone and said: "I just found the exact same pattern, not the tail of a small animal, but a cloud map, which is printed on the mobile phone case with relief technology, wrapping the four corners of the mobile phone, which is a ninety-degree folded angle, and the upper left corner is folded out of a cloud tail pattern." ā€

"You know, my eyes are very vicious, it must be that pattern, I won't be mistaken."

"If you're willing to help me, I'll tell you whose phone case it is."

Zhu Shan felt that it was not enough, and threatened weakly: "Let me tell you, this pattern was designed by someone else, it is unique, and it is not a mobile phone case that you can search for on the Internet casually." ā€

What Zhu Shan meant was that she was the only one who could help him find the pattern.

Therefore, it should not be a loss to let him take a little time to help see if the evidence is enough to report and file a case.

About half a minute later, Ling Xiao called.

The corners of Zhu Shan's mouth turned up, and she picked it up: "Are you willing to help me?" ā€

"Sanshan, where are you now?"

Zhu Shan didn't notice that Ling Xiao's tone at this moment was different from the sleepiness just now, sober and serious.

She looked around again, but there was still no taxi.

Zhu Shan touched the sweat stains on her forehead: "I plan to come to your law firm, I'm waiting for a taxi." ā€

"Where's your picture... No, you answer me first, the photo you took in front of the person? ā€

Zhu Shan was a little confused when asked, but still answered obediently: "Yes, yes." I took it in front of him. ā€

"Zhu Shanshan, you go to the nearest police station immediately now, and then wait for me there!"

??? Zhu Shan was puzzled: "I haven't shown you the evidence yet, can I already report the case?" Will it startle the snake? ā€

"Zhu Shanshan, that pattern involves an intentional homicide case, you now, immediately go to the police station and wait for me!"

Homicide, homicide?

Zhu Shan seemed to have encountered earth-shattering thunder, and at noon under the scorching sun, she was dizzy as if she was suffering from heat stroke.

Until Ling Xiao's voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone, a voice that was heavier than the other.

Zhu Shan: "I, I'll go over now, the nearest is the police station where Song, Song ......" Officer Song is located.

Zhu Shan didn't finish speaking, because Yang Maoxue's voice panting slightly came from behind her.

"Shanshan, I'd better send you over."

Zhu Shan was immediately dumbfounded, trembling in her heart, and the mobile phone in her palm slipped to the ground.

She jumped forward two steps before turning around, and when she met Yang Maoxue's gaze, she subconsciously put the bag in her hand behind her back.

She shook her head, "I—I'll go by myself." ā€

Zhu Shan's facial expression was no longer controlled by the central nervous system, her whole face was pale, and fine sweat was visible to the naked eye on her forehead and the tip of her nose.

She was afraid.

Because he had guessed that he had a violent personality, and because Ling Xiao just said that he was involved in a murder case.

Things have long gone off the rails and are moving in even more terrifying directions.

Yang Maoxue saw Zhu Shan like this, he already had a clear idea, he unhurriedly pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled mellowly: "Shanshan, did Xinnuo tell you something?" ā€

Yang Maoxue approached Zhu Shan as he spoke: "You may have misunderstood, Xinnuo has always had mental illness and belongs to the category of cranky thoughts. ā€

Zhu Shan took two more steps back.

She stretched out her right hand to make a 'blocking' motion: "Don't, don't come." ā€

"You're mistaken." Yang Maoxue stood one meter away from Zhu Shan.

He didn't go any further, as if he was afraid of scaring her, and thoughtfully gave her a safe distance.

He raised his hand and patted his head helplessly, with an indefinite look: "I didn't do anything to hurt her, she is paranoid, if you don't believe it, I can show you her test report." ā€

Seeing that Zhu Shan was still on guard, Yang Maoxue opened his arms frankly and looked at Zhu Shan: "I can really show you her case, she has been sick for a long time, I didn't lie to you." ā€

Does Fang Xinnuo have mental illness?

Zhu Shan was stunned for a moment, her eyes slid over the mobile phone on the ground, and she immediately took another half step back.

She almost followed her curiosity and desire to find out the truth of the matter and wanted to see the case.

But there's more to it than that.

Zhu Shan thought that Yang Maoxue's current attitude should just guess that Fang Xinnuo accused him of domestic violence.

That's why they prevaricate like this and try to perfunctory the past.

As everyone knows, Zhu Shan learned that he may still have a murder case hanging on his body.

Zhu Shan knew that she couldn't resist head-on, so she decided to follow his wishes first.

She swallowed her saliva: "Brother Yang, in fact, I still believe in you, after all, you have done a lot of good things and are a good person, think about it carefully, Sister Xinnuo is indeed quite strange." ā€

"She's not weird, she's sick."

These thoughtful words did not make Zhu Shan feel warm, but creepy.

Yang Maoxue's attitude towards people and things can be described as dripping.

And then it was confirmed that he was terrible.

Zhu Shan nodded: "Yes, she's just sick." Brother Yang, it's good to explain the misunderstanding, I'm going to do an interview, so I'll leave first. ā€

"Nope."

Zhu Shan was trembling by the word 'no'.

"Look you're scared." Yang Maoxue approached Zhu Shan again, "You go back with me to see Xinnuo's case, otherwise I always feel that you think I'm a bad person." ā€

Zhu Shan stepped back: "I, I'm in a hurry to interview, it's almost too late, Brother Hui called me just now, you can send me photos to show the case, no, don't worry." ā€

Yang Maoxue laughed, and the laughter made Zhu Shan Tianlinggai numb.

"Okay." Yang Maoxue stretched out his hand and pointed to Zhu Shan's waist, "You put the diamond painting there with me, how inconvenient it is for you to take it for an interview." ā€

Yang Maoxue stared at Zhu Shan with a smile, he didn't get closer, his hand was stretched between the two.

Zhu Shan's gaze was fixed on him, and her fingers behind her back clasped the handle of the fabric bag.

She knew that there must be evidence in this, so Yang Maoxue would chase it out.

But this is evidence that Fang Xinnuo finally obtained.

Zhu Shan glanced around.

The street was originally a small street outside the old residential area, next to the football field of a middle school, and opposite the abandoned old buildings.

In mid-June, the temperature at noon was as high as 35 degrees Celsius, and there were only a few elderly people on the road.

Zhu Shan didn't even have a chance to call for help.

What was she going to do?

To him?

But she and Fang Xinnuo were exposed, if they were given to him, it would be impossible to get evidence in the future.

Can't give!

Zhu Shan pursed her lips, her small mouth just opened, and she wanted to refuse.

But when the words came to her lips, she remembered Ling Xiao's words again.

- The first thing to do is to think about your own safety.

Zhu Shan closed her eyes, and then slowly handed over the cloth bag.

She felt sour and apologized to Fang Xinnuo in her heart, she didn't protect her evidence.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Zhu Shan felt extremely guilty in her heart, and her movements were extremely slow.

Yang Maoxue was not in a hurry, waiting for her to hand it over.

Zhu Shan's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a taxi, slowly approaching from the end of the street.

She ran away with the diamond painting in her arms and rushed straight to the taxi.

The taxi driver poked his head out of the driver's seat and said viciously: "You don't want to die!" ā€

He was so fierce, but Zhu Shan pounced on him as if he saw his relatives: "I want to take a car." ā€

Taxi driver: "Don't you see I have passengers?" ā€

Zhu Shan pulled the car door: "I'm in danger, I'm been... ......"

Before she finished speaking, Yang Maoxue had already caught up.

Yang Maoxue raised his hand to apologize to the taxi driver: "I'm sorry, this is my sister-in-law, she's not in a good mental state, I'm sorry, I'll take her home." ā€

As he spoke, he grabbed Zhu Shan and pulled her to the side of the street.

Zhu Shan clung to the car window and didn't let go: "I'm not his sister!" I'm not! He's a bad guy! I'm going to call the police! Please call the police for me! ā€

The taxi driver's eyes turned to the two of them, frowning: "What's the matter with you guys?" Is she really your sister? ā€

Zhu Shan loudly denied: "I'm not! I'm not! ā€

Yang Maoxue: "Yes, yes, it's my sister!" When I was a child, I had a fever and burned my brain, and I had paranoia about being killed! ā€

Zhu Shan could only yell weakly: "I'm not!" I'm not! Please help me call the police! ā€

The passengers in the back of the car couldn't stand it anymore and complained: "I'm still in a hurry, hurry up!" ā€

Zhu Shan: "Please save me!" ā€

Yang Maoxue was still calm, grabbed Zhu Shan's shoulder, half-dragged and half-persuaded: "Shanshan, don't be like this, let it go, people are in a hurry, it's not right for you to do this." ā€

Yang Maoxue's calmness made Zhu Shan afraid.

She herself felt that her state was not worth believing.

But how can she calm down?

She could only stop the taxi and grab the door unreasonably.

Zhu Shan shook her head desperately: "Yang Maoxue, you are not my brother, you let me go!" ā€

The passenger spoke again: "If you don't drive again, I'm going to complain!" ā€

When the taxi driver heard this, he became impatient: "Hurry up and get your sister back, what are you crazy about on the street?" Did you know that you were almost hit and killed? ā€

Zhu Shan had also seen the news before, those traffickers pretended to be relatives of the victims, and this is how they snatched children and arrested women in public.

She couldn't understand such a thing at the time.

But now I'm experiencing it.

Zhu Shan lacked strength, and seeing that he was about to be torn apart by Yang Maoxue, he yelled directly: "He is a murderer!" He's a murderer! Hurry up and call the police! Hurry up and call the police! I know you don't believe me! But the police can do it, right? Even if I'm a psychopath, is it so difficult for you to call the police? ā€

Zhu Shan's tears burst out, and her voice was hoarse: "Help me!" Alarm! Alarm! ā€

She cried out weakly.

Obviously, the driver was stunned by this.

When Yang Maoxue shouted the words 'murderer' from Zhu Shan, his eyes were immediately covered with frost, and then he dragged her without any strength.

Zhu Shan's fingers turned white, but she still watched her fingers being picked open by Yang Maoxue.

With the last of her strength, she raised her hand and threw the diamond painting into the back seat of the car.

Zhu Shan was dragged away by Yang Maoxue, and she saw that his whole person had changed.

His eyes were fierce and bloodshot.

However, she had already thrown the diamond painting into the back of the taxi, and the driver couldn't drive the car, and Yang Maoxue couldn't let the painting be taken away by the driver.

Taking advantage of Yang Maoxue's relaxation, Zhu Shan stepped forward again and grabbed the car window, crying and begging: "Please!" Alarm! Alarm! Can you just help me call the police? ā€

The driver seemed to react, and took out his mobile phone in a daze: "Oops, I've encountered something every day." ā€

Zhu Shan saw the driver unlock the screen lock of the mobile phone, and at that moment, she cried loudly and uncontrollably.

Because I feel hopeful.

Suddenly, the passenger sitting in the back seat of the car held up a diamond painting and said, "Isn't this a city hero, Yang Maoxue?" ā€

At that moment, Zhu Shan watched the driver's hand movements stop, and all the voices around him were silent.

She forgot to cry.