Chapter 19: Crisis
Zhang Lisheng turned around Fuqian Road twice, thought about it, and felt that he could only find a kind person to ask where the Qingxian bus station was.
Then go to the bus station to find a car to Damu Town, and beg to see if you can bring yourself to Damu Town first, and the car money will be given another day.
After making up his mind, Zhang Lisheng happened to see a middle-aged woman with a fat and kind face walking towards him, and hurriedly stopped him and asked, "Auntie, how to walk at the county bus station?"
"The bus station has just moved to Samura, but it's far away.
In this way, you can go across the street and take the No. 5 bus to get there in six stops, or you can take a motorcycle and get there for four yuan. ”
"Auntie, I, I want to ask how to walk at the station?"
The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, looked at the dark and red face of the young man in front of her, and asked, "What's wrong, there is only the car money left?"
Zhang Lisheng lowered his head and nodded.
"You're not a little liar, are you?"
"When, of course not.
Auntie, what, if you don't know the place of the road, I will ask others again, and then ask others. Zhang Lisheng's face turned red, and he was about to leave in a hurry.
"Don't go," the middle-aged woman grabbed Zhang Lisheng and took out ten yuan from her pocket, "Auntie looks at your baby like a kind child, not like a blind baby who fools people."
Take the ten yuan, buy two meatloaf to eat, and take the car. ”
Zhang Lisheng hurriedly shirked and said, "No, auntie, how can I take your money, I'm asking for directions..."
"Mo Duo said, go home quickly, don't let Daddy and Eminem worry, go home quickly. The middle-aged woman stuffed ten yuan into Zhang Lisheng's pocket and walked away quickly.
"Auntie, where do you live, tomorrow, I'll send you back the money tomorrow. Zhang Lisheng touched the ten yuan bills in his pocket and shouted gratefully behind the fat woman.
But the woman ignored it and walked away.
With these ten yuan, Zhang Lisheng's predicament was easily solved, and it was estimated that the maximum amount from the county seat to Damu Town was five or six yuan, and he planned to intercept the motorcycle to the station according to the kind aunt's explanation, and then take the car home.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Lisheng was standing on the curb of the road, and was about to stretch out his hand to stop the car, when he suddenly saw a police car speeding and stopped in front of him.
The window of the driver's seat of the police car slowly fell, and it was Yang Zhengqi, who looked exhausted, who was driving.
He stared at Zhang Lisheng for a moment with bloodshot eyes, and spit out a few words in a low voice: "Get in the car, I'll send you home." ”
From the moment he saw Yang Zhengqi, Zhang Lisheng's demeanor also changed from green to calm, he thought about it, then calmly bypassed the police car, pulled the door and sat in the passenger seat.
The police car started and drove towards the village of Ouwo.
On the streets of the county seat, the two people in the police car were silent until the police car drove into the winding mountain road outside the city, Yang Zhengqi suddenly said: "I spent a whole day with you yesterday, and I just learned the identities of the four people you killed." ”
Zhang Lisheng was still speechless.
Yang Zhengqi continued: "The person who died at your gate was named Song Lisheng, a native of Yangcheng, eastern Guangdong Province, a smuggler of cultural relics, who took care of the business of robbing tombs, and was arrested several times, but was released due to lack of evidence.
Speaking of which, he is not a big deal, but when it comes to his eldest brother, second brother..."
"Brigade Yang, what do you want to say?"
"Of the four people you killed, three of them were not improvised criminals, but professional criminals, and one of them was the commander of the special forces reconnaissance company, which made me have to increase your danger by several levels.
According to the interrogation records of other villagers, it was he who took you to the county hospital after your father's accident a week ago..."
"You even ask about this kind of thing?" Zhang Lisheng said with an inexplicable smile.
"This is also a clue to solve the case, of course you have to ask.
He Qingmiao's cause of death was a severe attack of poison, but the injuries inside and outside the body were also very serious, and the medical examiner said that if it were not for the poison, he would have been subjected to a lot of unnecessary torture before his death.
And he died on his knees, he was begging for mercy, right?"
Zhang Lisheng was really not used to talking in circles like this, so he asked again: "Brigade Yang, what do you want to say?"
"I want to say that no matter what the cause of your murder is, the scene of the crime proves that you are a very murderous and terrible criminal, and at the same time, you have provoked two of the most well-known deputies to the People's Congress of Eastern Guangdong Province.
And your nationality is the United States, so I think it is better for you to go back to your own country for the sake of your own life, for the social security of the emerging town of She County, and for the face of an old policeman. ”
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment and asked puzzled
"You were born at St. George's Hospital in Brooklyn, New York, New York, and are a national of the United States. ”
"What?" Zhang Lisheng asked in a daze.
"I've said it twice, you're from the United States. ”
Seeing that Yang Zhengqi didn't look like a joke, and it was impossible for him to joke with himself, Zhang Lisheng was silent for a while, and suddenly became excited, "What are you talking nonsense, I am a Chinese, and my ancestors have been rooted in the seedlings of western Sichuan for generations..."
Seeing Zhang Li's annoyed and abnormal appearance, Yang Zhengqi felt a hazy pleasure in his heart, and he smiled and said: "Don't get excited, in terms of blood, you are indeed Chinese like me, but legally speaking, you are a Chinese person."
Haven't you heard the term Chinese American?"
"I'm not Chinese-American. Zhang Lisheng said categorically, as a first witch, he can be said to be a descendant of the blood of the Chinese gods, how can he claim to be a foreigner.
"As I said, you are Chinese by blood and Mi by nationality, this is the case, and there is no contradiction.
You are over 16 or under 18, you are undergoing a nine-year compulsory education, it can be said that you are not able to work, according to the law, I have contacted the consulate of the United States in Chengdu and entrusted them to find your mother who is far away in the United States.
Once you contact her, she will naturally become your legal guardian and should take you out of Huaguo. ”
"Ah, Eminem, I'm Eminem, the U.S. consulate is looking for me, I'm looking for Eminem..."Zhang Lisheng was upset for a while, lowered his head and said: "Find Eminem, I won't go to the United States, my ancestors have been there for generations..."
"You have to go to the United States, you have to go to the United States.
Tell you, although I can't convict you, I can still do 100% of the time to drive you, the bane of the underage of eighteen years old and with the nationality of the United States, out of the jurisdiction. Yang Zhengqi tightened his face, looked at Zhang Lisheng, and said coldly.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Zhang Lisheng to imagine that the captain of the criminal police brigade, who had interrogated him for a whole day, would have such a time to be so arrogant.
He opened his mouth in amazement, but he felt that he had nothing to say, even if he had become a witch, but the right was still something that this innocent teenager could not deal with.
What's more, although his mouth is hard, deep in his heart, he is actually faintly full of longing to see his own Eminem.
After that, the two were silent all the way, until the police car stopped at the entrance of Yuwo Village, and Zhang Lisheng suddenly asked: "What does it mean to provoke the deputies of the Eastern Guangdong People's Congress?"
"Song Lihai, chairman of the board of directors of the Yuehai Group in eastern Guangdong, Song Litao, president of the Yuehai Group in eastern Guangdong, they are the eldest brother and second brother of Song Lisheng whom you killed, and they are also deputies to the people's congress of eastern Guangdong Province who have been elected for three consecutive terms.
You should have heard of Yuehai Group, right?"
"Listen, I've heard, they don't have a basketball team!
But, this Song Lisheng has such a brother, how could he go to my house to rob it, isn't this breaking into the thatched hut with gold bricks in his arms?"
"I've met in a luxury store the owner of a gold card in his bag who can swipe down a building, but still steals a flower scarf, but it's just a perverted pursuit of excitement, and there are more of these things now.
However, even if you encounter bad luck, the 'Second Song' of Yuehai Group is not just a representative of the National People's Congress and a charity businessman. Yang Zhengqi said with a vague warning in his tone.
Zhang Lisheng didn't understand this kind of speech technique, and asked stupidly: "What's not simple?"
Yang Zhengqi shut up, made a gesture for Zhang Lisheng to get out of the car, and never answered again.
The haze of the bloody murder that occurred the night before yesterday was continuing to ferment in the mountain village.
Most of the local Chinese tourists have already left the mountain village, but at the same time, some young tourists from abroad have happily poured into the village from other tourist attractions in western Sichuan.
Their sightseeing mecca is the old mansion of the Zhang family, which seems to smell blood.
Such a result is not surprising, and it has nothing to do with courage, it is simply a difference in civilization.
In the traditional civilization of the Chinese people, the attitude towards ghosts and gods is to respect and stay away;
Westerners who believe in the unity of the Father, the Son, and the living beings. I like to explore supernatural events.
When Zhang Lisheng stepped out of the police car, he met the attention of some villagers and foreign travelers, the difference was that the eyes of the villagers in Yuwo Village were full of fear, while the expressions of foreign tourists were very curious.
At the same time as Zhang Lisheng got out of the car, Yang Zhengqi also deliberately stepped down from the police car and watched Zhang Lisheng walk along the stone path of the mountain village and slowly walk towards the ancient house.
Some villagers who saw this scene couldn't help but whisper: "Isn't that person the captain of the public security, why did he personally send the mountain, bah, personally send Li Sheng's 'old man' back to the village?"
"What's wrong with the captain, when I saw the 'supernatural power', he was also a mortal, but this kind of thing is not good to say much now, be careful of being eaten by worms. ”
"You wilted baby, why are you talking so inhibitively.
Okay, don't say much, I'll ask you about one more thing, Ermu this funeral, you said we..."
"You really don't want to be killed, and you still mention this.
Ermu broke into the door of Zhangjiadi's house, knelt at the end, and his heart, liver and lungs flowed to the ground, you didn't see it, I'm afraid that his family didn't dare to do this funeral for him, of course let's pretend. ”