chasing the dark

Chapter 140 Voluntary

Mu Feng had long been used to Jiang Yu's way of speaking, so he entered the living room without paying attention, and slumped himself on the sofa.

Jiang Yu took two bottles of Yakult and handed him one.

Mu Feng curled his lips in disgust: "How grown up, you still drink this."

That being said, he still plugged in the straw and asked while sucking: "Grandpa's birthday is coming soon, can you ask for a leave?"

Of course Jiang Yu remembered that Grandpa's birthday was next weekend.

"At that time, I will ask Vice Team Ye for two days off."

"Ninety-six people call it hard work, but you are good. You have to ask for leave on weekends." Mu Feng smoked Yakult so loudly, "I was wondering, why don't you feel tired?"

It's been three months since I went to the Municipal Bureau, and I haven't had much rest. I'm afraid most people have already given up their picks.But this little girl seems to have been injected with chicken blood, and she is full of energy every day.

"Tired, why aren't you tired." Jiang Yu shook the slippers on his feet, "But for the stability of social security and the people's ability to live and work in peace and contentment, no matter how hard or tiring it is, it's worth it."

"Young man, sing a high-pitched song with me!" Without the ceiling blocking, Mu Feng's eyes could be rolled into outer space, "Tell me the truth, you are so active every day, you are not seduced by some bastard in the unit, right? "

"Stop talking nonsense." Jiang Yu raised his hand, a beautiful parabola crossed, and the empty Yakult bottle fell into the trash can beside the coffee table.

With a calm expression and a peaceful attitude, except for the red ears.

After getting along for many years, Mu Feng knew this little girl very well. From her performance alone, it can be judged that she and the surname Ye have not made any progress yet.

I couldn't help but think to myself, that Hanhan is really calm.Aren't you afraid of being taken first by others?
Just as he was thinking about how to say something, the phone rang.

He glanced at it and replied directly: "Outside, let's talk when we go back."

"What's the situation?" Jiang Yu's eyes immediately flashed gossip.

Mu Feng went to the door to change his shoes and said, "Let's go, go home and make a video."

Jiang Yu snorted disdainfully: "I thought you brought him home."

"I think, the road is long and long..." Mu Feng shrugged helplessly, "My mother will also go there for grandpa's birthday, so don't let us go."

Jiang Yu waved away people: "Understood, let's go quickly, don't make your family wait in a hurry."

When they left, she couldn't help but sigh.

Although Mu Feng is excellent in all aspects, he also has his difficulties.

Maybe people are like this, no matter how beautiful they look on the outside, there will always be a side that is not humane.

……

Ye Zhanzhou's trip to Jincheng was not smooth, and Zheng Yu was not a peaceful person, even if he was on the road, he couldn't relax.

With the cooperation of the local police, the man was found in the private room of a KTV at around [-] am the next morning.

Zheng Yu, who drank and skated, was taken back to Mingyang in a daze.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zheng Yu sat in the interrogation room, although he was awake, but his eyes were still a little loose.

Looking at the two policemen on the opposite side, his first sentence was: "I want to call my mother."

Lao Yang spread his hands: "Unfortunately, you can't talk to her now."

"I gotta tell my mom where I am? Or she'll be worried."

Jiang Yu, who was taking notes, sneered in his heart, he didn't know whether to say that Wei Lan's rank was high, or this one in front of him was too stupid.At this time, I thought his stepmother would come to save him.

"We will call your family members." Lao Yang looked at him from above the mirror, "Now tell us about your business."

Zheng Yu is just a pampered son, it's not too difficult to pry his mouth open.

He admitted that he and Ding Yang took Yun Qi away that day, halfway through Lin Zhiheng sent a WeChat message asking Ding Yang to play cards, and Ding Yang called Lin Zhiheng over.

But he repeatedly emphasized that Yunqi was voluntary, she charged 2000 yuan, and he transferred it.

Heizi once said that Ding Yang gave Yunqi money, and Li Chenxing did find a transfer of 2000 yuan in his mobile phone, but it was not Ding Yang's account, so this time it matched.

Here, Lao Yang and Jiang Yu's interrogation of Zheng Yu is still going on, and on the other hand, Ye Zhanzhou takes people to the house where Lin Zhiheng lives alone.

Father Lin Zhiheng was silent for a while after learning of his son's death, and did not show any sadness.

When I learned that the police were going to search Lin Zhiheng's residence, he just said: "Xiaoheng changed the lock a long time ago, and I don't have the key. You can unlock it yourself and go in. When the house can be returned to me, tell me My assistant."

Indifferent, completely indifferent like a stranger.

He didn't ask how his son died, where the bones are now, or what he should do next.

Everyone wondered before, since Lin Zhiheng lived alone, why didn't Ding Yang take Yun Qi to his house.After all, Heizi lived in a rented house, so it couldn't compare to his big house.

When he entered his house, everything became clear.

Ding Xuan turned into the living room from the entrance, and was taken aback suddenly: "Damn it! Is this kid sick?!"

There is a small table in the most prominent place in the living room, on which is a black and white photo in a [-]-inch photo frame - a posthumous photo of a woman.

There is a memorial tablet in front of the posthumous photo. You don't need to look at it to know that it is Lin Zhiheng's mother who has passed away for many years.

The incense in the incense burner has long been burned out, and there is still a faint scent of incense in the air.

It doesn't have to be like this to miss a loved one who has passed away, right?What's more, Lin Zhiheng's mother died almost ten years ago.

Not only that, the furniture in the whole house is in the style of more than ten years ago, except for the figures on the wall in a certain room.

There are not only the photos of the mother in the house, but also the appearance of the mother before her death.

Nobody does that, at least not normal people.

There was no suspicious blood in the whole house, let alone the scene of the crime, and everyone present knew this well.

The room where the figurines are placed should be where Lin Zhiheng often lives. Unlike other places, there are the latest laptops, pads, SLR cameras and various long and short lenses.

"Is this a split personality?" A police officer whispered.

Indeed, everything in this room is alien to the outside.In addition to modern equipment, various luxury brands can be seen everywhere in the house, such as clothes, watches, shoes...

Judging from all this, Lin Zhiheng is a rich son.But who would have thought that there is such a person who spends time drinking and singing every night when he is alive, but when he dies, there is not even a person who sheds tears for him.

Suddenly there was a blushing and heartbeating sound in the room, and Li Haotian didn't expect this to happen, and in a hurry, he directly buckled the laptop screen, and the sound and video disappeared at the same time.

He blushed and cursed: "Damn! This guy actually has such a hobby."

If it is a movie, dozens of G is nothing, but the number of self-timed videos and photos is not small.

(End of this chapter)