Silent Reading

"The witnesses are Xia Xiaonan, a girl who is in a class with Feng Bin. A few days ago, a few students went away together. I don't know why they were together, maybe they were separated from others." Xiao Haiyang followed Behind Luo Wenzhou, it looks like a sloppy dot-reading machine. I do n’t know where to order him. "When Feng Bin was killed last night, the girl hid in a nearby trash can. The boy may be trying to protect him. she was."

Luo Wenzhou strode in the direction of the ambulance and asked, "Since these students are still in the city, why haven't they found someone for so long?"

“They do n’t know where to get a bunch of anonymous mobile phone cards, so it ’s not easy to locate,” Xiao Haiyang paused, and said, “Besides, they are all such big people. They run away from home and take their own money. After the letter, no one expected that they could really have an accident. The grass-roots police force has always been tense, and sometimes it is more urgent to deal with it ... "

Luo Wenzhou didn't do it at the grassroots level. Of course, he knew what was going on. He waved his hands and interrupted Xiao Haiyang: "You mean, both students have mobile phones on them? When was the incident?"

Xiao Haiyang said for a moment: "The forensic doctor just looked at it, and it is presumed that it was midnight."

"In the middle of the night," Luo Wenzhou stepped. "Since the girl is fine, why didn't she call the police afterwards?"

Xia Xiaonan, the only witness who witnessed the horror case, not only did not report to the police, she stayed in the dustbin for half a night, scaring the cleaner who found the body with a quick-effect rescue pill.

The fifteen-year-old girl is very slender, with a small face and a beautiful eyebrow, a beautiful embryo. But the image of this meeting is not very decent-she is sullen and smelly, sitting in a small corner stubbornly, holding a schoolbag tightly in her arms, her complexion is white, her eyes are dark, like a soulless short-skinned Waiting body doll.

When Luo Wenzhou passed, it was found that Lang Qiao and their policewoman and Yishui's medical staff were all around, standing around Xia Xiaonan, and no one dared to approach.

Luo Wenzhou glanced at this weird atmosphere: "What's going on, what are you watching here?"

"Boss, don't go there. This child may be a little irritated," Lang Qiao whispered. "There was no reaction to talking to her, and she screamed as soon as someone approached, not even the doctor who was the most kind there. We are now waiting for the parents. Let's see if she is forcibly given a shot. "

Luo Wenzhou bent down from a distance, trying to align with the girl's eyes. Xia Xiaonan's eyes were worthy of confronting him, as if he was out of focus, and passed him casually.

"Several police stations assisted the school to find them with their parents for three or four days. Well, the police didn't find anyone, let the bad guys find it first." Lang Qiao muttered, "What's your name?"

"Tune nearby surveillance. This is a tourist area. There are n’t that many security corners, and the killer is not likely to be invisible. In addition, let the brothers stay idle. Convenience stores, supermarkets, restaurants ... all walk around to ask, a few When the bear child is out, it is impossible not to eat or drink, someone must have seen them. "Luo Wenzhou said this, suddenly frowned slightly, and reached out to Xia Xiaonan's bag," Erlang, look, her bag is on What is it? Is it dirty or bloody? "

Before Lang Qiao had time to look carefully, he suddenly made a sudden brake behind him, and the tires shrieked sharply, as if the ground had been opened three inches.

The police doctors present were stunned.

Lang Qiao looked back and muttered, "No, I'm afraid of this."

I saw a well-dressed middle-aged woman knocking on the door of her car without touching her feet. She resembled a reed blown by the wind, shook a few steps, and fell to the ground without a rule. She dropped her blood on her body and was frightened. She grabbed a policeman who caught her and helped her. Cut it all together: "I ... what about my son? What about my binbin?"

"It looks like Feng Bin, the deceased," Lang Qiao whispered.

"Let the forensic doctors take advantage of it, and quickly move the body into the bag," Luo Wenzhou gently pushed her, urging, "Don't show it to the family, raise your face quickly, and say in the future after the corpse is sewn up. "

But it's too late.

Feng Bin's mother was originally a thin-skinned middle-aged woman. She was obviously without two or two flesh, but after seeing the alleys in and out of the forensic doctors, she slammed and rammed open and tried to pull. Her husband and police had to step forward to see what was going on.

With one glance, she was torn apart in the second half of her life.

The woman sat on the ground without a word of silence, and the medical staff who had been by the side of Xia Xiaonan had to hug up and rescue her first. She was dragged aside by the crowd in unconsciousness, raising her eyes to see Xia Xiaonan curled up in the corner, and Feng Bin's mother gave a stern nod, immediately waking up, holding her hands and feet and holding her: "Classmate, do you know Right? Do you know who killed us Bin Bin? "

Xia Xiaonan was pulled by her coat, and she twitched, making a howl that didn't sound like a human voice.

For a moment, the sound of wailing, soothing, questioning, and the girl's high-decibel, enduring screams rang like a bombardment in human ears, and the scene was chaotic.

Luo Wenzhou was so noisy that he turned his head into two big ones, raised his hands and held his ears, and glanced back at the ancient alleys-would the murderer really be Lu Guosheng fifteen years ago? If it is him, how can you explain to the victim's family at that time and tell them that a ghost who has been wandering for fifteen years and has left the police with nothing so far has harmed your son?

Why did Lu Guosheng make a sudden appearance? Is he out of money? Why are you focusing on middle school students? Is it because fifteen years have passed and he has no means to help him, and there is no helper around him, so he no longer has confidence in the adult?

Besides, the dead Feng Feng's body covered his own school uniform. The murderer seemed to be afraid of him catching cold. What does this mean? Is that person guilty and regretful after the murder? But if he really still has that little humanity, can he do the corpse division and destroy the eyeballs against a teenager who has not yet grown up?

Why on earth?

Feng Bin's father staggered back to the side of the road, suddenly unable to take care of his wife's emotions, he barely maintained a calm, easy-to-communicate businessman temperament, and even nodded at Luo Wenzhou when he came over, as if thinking There was a smile, but it failed.

"I'm too busy to work. I can't see him once in ten and a half months, and I sent him to a boarding school, as if he was a burden to pass," said the father. "Am I wrong?"

Luo Wenzhou did not answer.

Feng Bin's father was talking and the back bones disappeared into the air, then he squatted down, curled into a ball, and slowly covered his face.

"Has Xia Xiaonan's parents notified?" Luo Wenzhou squeezed the bridge of his nose and turned to ask his men, "Where is the man? Why haven't you come? When can the girl say something?"

On the road that is becoming more and more popular, the traffic is beginning to emerge. Suddenly, an electric wheelchair suddenly goes up against the current and drives over. The elderly person in the wheelchair probably thinks that this walking tool is running too slowly and stretches his neck. Leaning his head forward, like an old tortoise, the wheelchair passed a hurdle, and his center of gravity leaned too far forward, turning over from the electric wheelchair.

Tao Ran happened to be nearby, witnessing this small traffic accident, and rushed to help the old man: "Oh my God, how come you drove this thing out? It's all right, ah? The road is closed in the front, this can't go ... ... "

The old man struggled, grabbing Tao Ran's wrist, and said vaguely, "Hou Lan ..."

Tao Ran surprised: "What?"

The old man looked at him sadly, his lips twitching nervously.

"West, West Concave ... Nan!"

"Xia Xiaonan's parents died, and there was only one grandfather in the family. He had a lot of sequelae due to sudden cerebral hemorrhage in the past two years. His mind was clear, but he had difficulty walking, and no one could understand." At that time, it was almost noon, and Tao Ran used the level of Chinese listening level 16 before he had a hard time communicating with Xia Xiaonan's grandfather. He sighed, "It's so pitiful, I might as well be stupid."

Luo Wenzhou asked, "Why is she still in a boarding school like this?"

"It's too difficult at home, and her grandpa's medical expenses can't be covered by medical insurance. Yu Fen wanted to recruit some good students to be a facade, and the scholarship was generous. Besides, the old man was a bit stubborn and unwilling to let him be treated It's a waste to see that, usually, the housework is done by himself, and people are not allowed to take care of him. "

"Others don't care," said a criminal police officer next to him. "But I can't figure it out. How did a girl like Xia Xiaonan leave?-I just checked. This girl's score in the city's top 50 is in the city. Fen gave her a scholarship of 20,000 yuan a year. Her grades have always been outstanding. It should be okay. The school teacher also said that she is introverted, but she is very sensible and never worry about her studies. She will run away from the school because she is bored. This is the situation in her house, so she has the heart to throw her grandpa away? Then this girl is too heartless. "

Luo Wenzhou didn't say a word. He used his mobile phone to look at the letter left by Feng Bin before leaving. This stuff is quite popular on the Internet. At this time, the news of Feng Bin's killing has not yet spread, and people are still attacking the education system and Chinese style. Parent-child relationship.

Luo Wenzhou thought for a while, and handed the link of the letter to Fei Du, and as soon as it was sent, someone came in at the door: "Luo, Feng Bin and Xia Xiaonan's class teacher came!"

Fei Du ’s mobile phone “buzzed” with a soft beep to signal that there was new information. He pressed his mobile phone under a pile of things and did not hear it for a moment.

Assistant Miao handed the signed pen, looked down at Luo Yiguo, who was walking around with her toes, and looking at the documents while Fei Du, and wanted to play with the cat for a while, he asked, "Fei Zong, is this cat scratching people?" ? "

Fei Du said, "Scratch."

Assistant Miao: "..."

She quietly retracted her outstretched hand, and looked around at the simple and modern house: "You ... live here now?"

Fei Du gently pushed his glasses and looked up at her.

"Well ..." Assistant Miao hesitated and said very politely, "It feels too bad to be in your office. It doesn't seem to be a style."

Fei Du smiled uncomfortably. Compared with his office, the vast majority of people in the world are as poor as a public toilet, but that is not his style. At this time, a framework agreement was revealed, and Fei Du swept across at a glance. The content was fine, but there was a special smell between the pages. He paused, squeezed it and smelled mint, basil leaves ... and a little mixed berry aroma.

Fei Du raised his eyelid and glanced at Assistant Miao. Assistant Miao smiled bitterly at him. Mr. Fei is famous for being unhurried, and aesthetics has never been a secret. Even Zhang Donglai knows that he prefers people and things that are elegant and restrained on the inside, but a little irritating on the inside. Often people use this to move some crooked thoughts.

Fei Du put down the agreement, took out a wet paper towel and wiped his hands: "When did our company pay attention to even the special printing paper? Do we have any nepotism with the Saudi royal family?"

Assistant Miao explained in a low voice: "It is Su's new recruit assistant."

"Is Su always asking me to go out for dinner?" Fei Du laughed silently, but his eyes were aloof. "Lao Su, a man who has been working with my dad for more than ten years, thinks he is a veteran of the two dynasties. Be the regent. "

Assistant Miao didn't dare to answer the questions-the old confidants of Mr. Fei used to have, after Fei Du took power, he had basically dispersed seven or eighty-eight, a better out-of-care pension, and he was more severely caught. After eating a prison meal, there were all kinds of accidental resignations. To this day, only Su Cheng, the only remaining veteran, is still the most qualified.

"But I like his stupid self-expanding stupid-go back and tell him that I'm not free, he's old, wipe his **** clean first, and then talk about the old-fashioned low-level methods. If anyone If you want to see me, please come to me by yourself. I don't like this way of turning corners. "Fei Du said, and then he blinked at Assistant Miao, his tone softened," You don't help me Block it, am I not all of you? Am I not going back and you do n’t love me now? "

Assistant Miao has long been used to his capriciousness while turning his face, and at the same time seeming to be playing around. She didn't change her face, but just asked, "Who asked Su to introduce you, and let him have such a big circle?"

"Some people who don't matter." Fei Du quickly signed the rest of the documents, sent Assistant Miao out of the door, and remembered something before leaving, saying, "Yes, hasn't food prices rise recently? Tell the personnel, to everyone Raise the lunch subsidy rate by 30%, and eat better to have energy to do things. "

The boss said to send money! Assistant Miao didn't have any opinions this time, and she responded crisply, and even her steps were lively: "General Fei, how do you know that food prices have risen?"

Because I saw the label while washing the vegetables, I asked a few words and was stunned by someone saying "I don't know the suffering on earth."

Fei Du didn't speak, and with his toe, he returned Luo Yiguo to the room, and smiled and waved farewell to Assistant Miao.

Someone is testing his control of the company.

Fei Du opened the window, letting off the lingering perfume.

"Those people" are too cautious. For so many years, they have never shown a little trace in front of him, but in the case of Zhou, they were forced to survive with their arms broken, and they lost the great masters such as Zheng Kaifeng and Zhou Junmao. Very sad, so there is an urgent need to tap new funding sources.

It seems that his reputation has been reversed over the years, the means of loosening the inside and tightening the inside, the action of trying to unplug Fei Chengyu's ventilator in the seaside sanatorium, and throwing down the big company, trying his best to join the new round of "picture album" plan Behaviour ... all kinds of things finally completed the long bedding, forcing those people to start trying to contact him.

but……

Fei Du pulled out his mobile phone from the dining table and planned to go through the mobile app of the reading program. There was also a force to mix it in, even to help him accidentally. He tried to trace it several times. No result, who will it be?

At this time, he saw the link and message that Luo Wenzhou transferred to him.

Luo Wenzhou said, "This letter is not right. Please help me to see it."

In the reception room of the Municipal Bureau, a female teacher in her forties with a male student was chatting with the police officer in charge. It was Feng Bin's head teacher and monitor.

Luo Wenzhou listened to the door for a while, and glimpsed the boy's clothing. The boy put his school uniform jacket in his arms and stood on the side. It was completely different from the messy hairy boys of the same age. With a polite smile, Luo Wenzhou didn't know how to think of the youth version of Fei Du, and after a closer look, he found that the shirt brand on the boy was particularly familiar-he had seen more than one when he was finishing Fei Du's wardrobe, and the brand name did not know What to read.

A little cub wears such expensive clothes?

Luo Wenzhou frowned. This Yufen Middle School really is a club for the rich second generation.

"Boss," Lang Qiao walked over quickly, whispered in his ear and said, "the killer was photographed in the intersection monitoring."

Luo Wenzhou turned back.

"I don't know. I asked the seniors to look at it, it seems ... that is Lu Guosheng."