Daqing Criminal Division

Just half a quarter ago.

Goulan, Pingyang, which is still some distance away from here.

A round of moon is shining on the street light tonight, and the highest pavilion above can faintly hear the sound of silk strings and singing opera, sometimes accompanied by applause from all directions.

For the past three days, someone who has been hiding here is pouring his own drink with his legs crossed like a carefree person.

Behind him is a group of drinkers having fun, and the music is ringing in their ears.

This person is penniless at first glance, so he can only lie here and listen to ditties like a rascal.

However, it seemed that he was very comfortable with his arm resting on his pillow. With his half-unbuttoned soap jacket and one long leg dangling on the railing, no one dared to stop him.

No need to ask who this person is.

Compared with Duan Xiao's recent situation of being in the yamen for the past two days and rushing to investigate the case and collect evidence, he is really lying here and waiting to see the result.

It's just that I said before that I found a place where no one could find me and just stayed there, and I didn't care about the investigation of the case.

But to say that the place where Fucharzi stayed for the past two days is also strange.

Because the end of the Goulan is facing the river dam outside the city, the direction of Songjiang and Yueyang Ridge.

But to say that while Fucharzi is wandering here like an idler, he has also fully thought through everything he saw in the yamen that day, which is not all.

"So, on the day when the Chen family's case happened, did you really see a child who looked like a child get on a sedan chair?"

Yesterday, sitting among the group of bearers outside the city, Fucharzi asked the group of porters who carried people's feet all day long.

"Really not. Most of the people who took the sedan chair were old men. There were no children who sat in the sedan chair that day. If there was, we should remember that there was such a person."

The bearers, who were exhausted every day, also told the truth while drinking water from large bowls.

The bearers said that no child had ever sat in a sedan chair that day.

So, why was there a sedan chair at the bottom of the river in the first place?How did Shuanghuan get kidnapped and sent back to the Chen family?

All of this seems to be missing some of the most crucial clues to prove it all.

It was also for this reason that he really figured out one of the most crucial hidden points in this process. This time, it was the scene not far away from him.

It turns out that although few people usually pay attention to this point.

But in terms of geographical environment, the river dam outside Pingyang County is connected with Yueyang Ridge and Songjiang River. The Songjiang River is located under Yueyang Ridge, and the first discovered river dam is at the end of Songjiang River.

Once something falls from the Yueyang Ridge, the water in the dam will wash it away and finally flow into the Songjiang River.

The sedan chair was first found on the river dam, and there were footprints of children's shoes on it, so everyone mistakenly thought that this incident was related to the disappearance of Shuanghuan.

But maybe that sedan chair had nothing to do with Shuanghuan from beginning to end.

It is not a tool to tie Shuanghuan away, but a tool to send another person to the gate of hell.

Who is that person?

If there is no accident, it is Kang Juren who has been missing until now.

Because Kang Juren had seen the real face of the murderer, the murderer would definitely silence him afterwards. Adults are no better than children, and the corpses left at home for a long time are bound to be discovered soon.

Therefore, in order to create the illusion that Kang Juren went out to find someone to drink.

The sedan chair and Kang Juren were pushed down from Yueyang Ridge by the murderer, and then fell into the underground cliff. The sedan chair got stuck under the river dam, and Kang Juren's body probably sank to the Songjiang River, completely destroying the corpse up.

After that, the murderer chose a new target to go to Chen Mingtang's house, and created the illusion that the sedan chair had kidnapped Shuanghuan, which also delayed the time for the government to find Shuanghuan.

Thinking about it this way, this serial burglary and stalking murder case suddenly became clear.

But there is only one problem, that is, where did the embroidered shoes and footprints of the children in the sedan chair come from.

If it wasn't from Shuanghuan, why were there these children's shoe prints in the sedan chair in the first place?

Where did these footprints come from?

It was only the last bit before Fucharzi could figure out all the things that were different from common sense in this case.

It was only a little bit short before he could fully understand why the murderer did that, so for the time being, he didn't want to go anywhere for the past two days.

Until, a sneaky figure behind him just fell down next to him, and another appearance of an old acquaintance disturbed his rare cleanliness. Close your eyes and don't look at the person beside you.

"You can make it easier for me to find, what are you doing hiding here?"

Asked with a playful smile, Gui Donglin, who was elusive again, always seemed to be able to find the whereabouts of others accurately.

"Have you finished what I asked you to do?"

Hearing this, he opened one eye, and Fucharzi, who was sleeping on the open air, also played with the wine glass in his hand and replied to him.

"It's done, but no one else knows you did such a good thing in private. However, Lan Chunlian and Ma Fenghuang are both hard-fated people. It's normal for you to want to do something good afterwards."

"..."

"Hey, but I agreed to give money to help you work, but now I have to pay for my strength. Fortunately, I always remember our friendship as a colleague and help you deliver news."

"Please distinguish between priorities, Zhangjia and Agui, you are working for the imperial court, you are a serious official, not for me, don't come here to harm ordinary people like us if you have nothing to do."

Hearing this, Fuchaerzi exposed his real name without any politeness, and then slapped him back.

"Bah! Keep your voice down. Don't think that you can be so rampant now that you don't work for the court. I know your details, and I can tell the government who you are at any time."

Gui Donglin, Zhang Jia and Agui himself, who had been making a living by "sneaking chickens and dogs" in Pingyang County, also laughed strangely.

"Whatever you want, anyway, the case is not solved now, and I have no money other than these two taels. If you have money yourself, you might as well lend me some flowers."

Fuchaerzi was simply more arrogant and shameless than him.

"Wow, you are shameless! If the imperial court still cares about me now, do I need to waste time with you here? Besides, you don't have the money to buy so many red bayberries! Who are you going to give to make others happy?" .”

Hearing these deliberately teasing words, someone who was still resting with his eyes closed suddenly fell silent.

But that being said, Fuchaerzi did have a crate of fresh and juicy red bayberries by his hand.

He bought these red bayberries with his own money.

After buying it, he now doesn't even have the money to listen to the music, so he can only lie here and listen to other people's music for nothing.

But when it comes to why he wants to buy it, even he himself doesn't know.

Because he just happened to fall aside and saw a scene yesterday when he was walking somewhere in the daytime by himself.

At that time, an old woman was selling red bayberry. A scholar came to buy it in a hurry, and then wrapped it in a cloth and drove away. Upstairs is also sitting half skirt corner.

The scholar gave the red bayberry he had bought to the maid, but he didn't go up, he just yelled a few words towards the nearby river with his back to the teahouse.

【"Yangmei Yangmei, don't be angry with me."】

【"I was wrong, I will compensate you now."】

I don't know if I said this to those red bayberries, or to whom.

After hearing that the maid was holding the umbrella, the young lady who was leaning on the upper floor of the tea shop with some sullen feelings bowed her head and said nothing after receiving the basket of red bayberry.The scholar looked up for a second, but didn't say anything, or made any other gestures, and lowered his head with some restraint and gentleness, and ran away on his own.

By coincidence, Fucha Erji also bought red bayberry afterwards.

When he came back to his senses, the matter was already like this, and he was thinking the same way, returning to reality from his memory, and Fucharzi, who didn't want others to know about these things, said something nonchalantly.

"There is no one, just buy it on the road, don't think too much about everything."

"Yo heh, yes."

Earlier, the Songyang city rascal 'Guidonglin', that is, the sly guy who was called Agui by the people lying on the fence, came over to listen with a smile on his face.

"Yes, it's none of your business, and it's not for you."

Fucharzi, who had a bad temper in private, closed his eyes and remained silent.

It can be said that it is none of other people's business, but some messy things are printed in his mind. In the past two days, his eyes started to hurt again for no reason, and someone next to him saw him like this and came to provoke him.

"Is your eye hurting again?"

Seeing him like this, Gui Donglin asked a question.

"Hey, in my opinion, what you have is not an eye disease at all, but a heart disease, do you understand, you are making things difficult for yourself from the beginning to the end."

"Sometimes, we have to think about why we started on this road in the first place. Only some life-threatening hurdles can be passed, and you don't have to force yourself like this all the time."

"But sometimes, I really want to ask you, after all these years, what are you still so stubbornly looking for?"

Everyone knows the truth of these words.

But from someone like Gui Donglin, Fucha Erji, who was expressionless, was silent. At this time, the two were talking in Pingyang County, when the group of merchants suddenly It became chaotic, and there were some high-pitched voices.

"Hey, what's going on down here... huh? What? About half a quarter ago, the government found clues to the previous follow-up case, and they were arresting people there. A group of people stayed there for a long time and didn't come out. I saw blood..."

It was this sentence that made Fucharzi, who had been lying still, suddenly opened his eyes.

He seemed indifferent at first.

But when he glanced down, he saw that the deep alleys at the junction of Guzhudao and Yaoshengtang Street in the distance were really messy, and even the torches were lit in the middle of the night, something really went wrong. Also got up and stood up.

"Hey, what are you going to do? Don't you mean drinking?"

Seeing this, Gui Donglin was a little surprised and only asked him.

"I don't want to drink anymore, drink it yourself."

A guy who looked like he was leaning on the railing heard this, but suddenly fell silent, and suddenly turned over without being drunk, stepped over the railing of the restaurant in front of him and walked down.

His back is still so downcast.

But at this moment, the soap-colored shadow was dragged for a long time, but suddenly, like a blunt knife drawn out of its sheath, it was suddenly stained with a different kind of unruliness.

"Then where are you going?"

Gui Donglin, who had been haunted all day long, rested his arm on the railing, raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and shouted to him, but saw that the guy who hadn't seen him in his memory for a long time waved his hand at him without looking back,

"Walk around and look at the stars."

"Also, remember to help me take all these red bayberries back, don't let me break them, understand?"

……

This end of the city is buzzing.

On the other side, at night in Pingyang, a thrilling chase in dark alleys and streets is still going on, and the black shadow that just broke through the door of Yaoshengtang's house has jumped out of the window directly through the window frame.

Before escaping, he failed to hurt the mistress of the Yaoshengtang family.

Because this time was just right, the officers and soldiers had already done their best to go in and arrest people, which made him completely confused, and he was surrounded by groups first.

Time Owl and Pan Er were standing outside the yard.

There are people on the four roofs watching all of this, just waiting for someone to sneak into the house, they will do it together.

And the layout of the Pingyang County government to round up this person tonight also came from Duan Xiao himself.

Because I expected that such a stalker with a habit of committing crimes would definitely be unable to restrain his psychological factors again and come out to commit crimes.

In order to capture him completely, he also risked everything to hide property information in all the mansion newspapers in Songyang Mansion once again, which ordinary people can't find.

This time, all the information is not fake.

Duan Xiao personally rearranged all the information. The Yaoshengtang family is real, and the change of ownership of his family's property is also real.

Only the 'lady' in it is not the lady of Yaoshengtang's family.

Instead, the Pingyang female prison found a female steward who was willing to help and came to pretend to help.

The female steward looks thin and delicate, but she is not really powerless. It was only when she confronted the murderer head-on just now that she was able to break free from the 'weakness' without falling into the hands of the murderer. .

In addition, Duan Xiao also asked people to use round mirrors and candles outside the house to reflect everything in the inner hall, and then covered the windows with two layers of rice paper.

In this way, even if there is no light inside the house, all this can be seen from the window outside the house, ensuring the safety of the female steward who went in for the government to lure the murderer.

Because of this encounter, Duan Xiao didn't close his eyes the night before.

His mind seemed to weave a fine and dense web to catch the black spider in reverse, and he only waited for the web to be closed before completely catching it.

Right now, a group of policemen with knives who were chasing closely but almost being thrown away just now blocked the man with the black cloth scarf on his face in an alley.

With such a net, this person should be unable to escape.

But the cunning and viciousness of this person is very rare. Not only does he know the surrounding environment like the palm of his hand, he can even use the darkness of the surrounding streets and alleys to jump over the wall and jump over the wall.

The old street is full of twists and turns, but there are still many merchants in the South Street scattered bamboo baskets containing bags of wall soil and throwing them around the corner. If he is really allowed to run out, this person is It couldn't be more difficult to catch.

This kind of skill made his identity match up with the previously speculated soldier who could master Yin Talisman.

"Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

With these words, Pan Er, who had been chasing Half-Life all the way, had no choice but to climb on the wall.

Earlier, he and Duan Xiao, who had also rushed here from the other side, also faced the murderer head-on.

While the three of them were fighting repeatedly, Pan Er, who stretched out a hand and grabbed the man's sleeve and dragged him forward, slashed the man's chest.

The man kicked the fat policeman hard, and immediately kicked him to the other side of the wall, crushing a row of large cargo bags hiding there.

Pan Er clutched his stomach in pain and fell to the ground.

"—How are you, Pan Er?"

Seeing this situation, Duan Xiao stopped half a step and frowned and asked him a question, but the fat policeman frowning quickly waved his hands reluctantly and said,

"No, it's okay, it's just that this bastard kicked me half my life. Cough...no, you and the others quickly chase after Duan Xiao! The Pingyang River is ahead, let him jump into the river and swim, and all our previous efforts will be wasted Already!"

Duan Xiao knew what he meant by this.

During these fifteen days, everyone wanted to seize this last chance.

Once this opportunity is missed and the real culprit escapes, the number of lives involved in this case will really become unclear.

Thinking of this, Duan Xiao, who was dressed in night, turned his head and chased in that direction with a blank expression.

In the process, the distance between him and the man behind the alley was getting closer.

The depths of his eyes were dark at this moment, as if returning to that night many years ago.

It was the same that night.

During the five years of his pursuit of the truth alone, he was always alone, firmly believing that he could find the real culprit, but in the end he failed to block the knife that was slashed on his face.

The torches outside had already been lit, and the soaring flames illuminated the sky, but at the same time, the murderer had no intention of giving up and running away.

This distance is shrinking a little bit.

Just one step away.

The murderer's true colors are about to be revealed.

However, when the frontman in black saw this, he punched open the iron lock that was covering the big bag next to him, grabbed the hemp rope next to him and a wall truck, and smashed at the section chasing him behind him. owl.

The bamboo poles and broken baskets fell to the ground nearby.

Seeing this, Duan Xiao stepped on the wall and strangled the man's neck with his arms, dragging him sideways and knocking him to the ground.

At the same time, the man roared angrily, and raised his hand to hit the box outside the two of them.

Those wooden boxes were piled extremely high, and at the highest point was a huge box of upper beam materials. This time, the wooden box above the head almost fell down and broke Duan Ou's neck.

At this moment, a person who rushed over from the other side of the street, supported the outer wall with one hand and turned over, but forcibly blocked this.

"—"

The moment a low heh sounded, the man's reaction was extremely fast and he had already climbed over the wall.

Because it was half a step away, Duan Xiao was afraid that he would be hit on the head by this thing and meet Hades.

Those heavy boxes hit the surrounding ground and the person's shoulders heavily, and the person who leaned forward also fell silently.

Duan Xiao didn't react at first, and was only brought forward by this man, but he heard the person who saved him hiss in pain, and then slowly supported his head and neck, which was obviously bleeding. Here comes the sentence.

"it's me."

It was obviously the simplest and most direct words, but the person who appeared from behind and pulled him into his arms, and spoke with him from his ear spoke a little hoarsely.

His voice was low.

At this moment, the two were very close, body to body, breath and voice intertwined between each other.

The eyes of both of them were bright.

Suddenly appearing like this, the man with the smashed head and bleeding head looked straight into Duan Xiao's eyes, which made Duan Xiao look as gloomy as the wax-billed bird, but stubbornly with a free and unrestrained expression. eye.

At that moment, it seemed that no one had time to look away.

It was as if the sparks in the entire Pingyang city were in the other party's eyes.

"why you."

After a momentary pause, it was just such a sentence.

The question was hurried, but even though it was so dark here, Duan Xiao, whose face was covered in sweat, could see clearly who this person was.

In the middle of the night, the two of them bumped into each other in a dark alley when they were trying to catch the murderer together.

Because of Fuchaerzi's appearance to help Duan Xiao block that blow, blood was all over his forehead at the moment.

This time, it would be a lie to say that it didn't hurt at all, but this man still looked careless, covered his bloody eyes with his palm, tilted his head and hissed, then looked at Duan Xiao and said,

"It's not me or someone."

"..."

"Which time it's not me."

This is true.

Ever since Duan Xiao met him, every time it wasn't him, every time it was him.

This made the two people who had previously refused to talk to each other because of a 'personal conflict' fell into a situation where they had to face the 'crisis' together.

It was also at this time that the masked murderer who was about to get up after being hit by those boxes just now picked up a broken piece of a wooden box and stood up shaking.

At this moment, there was a hidden murderous intent in the dark alley.

Seeing this, both of them knew that they would have to fight hard to catch him.

Fucha Erji, a lunatic who is not afraid of death at all, suddenly turned his head and asked Duan Xiao in the mood.

"Do you eat red bayberry?"

"What's wrong with you again?"

Duan Xiao said and narrowed his eyes.

Tsk, this man.

The two people who were born with horoscopes were still so full of gunpowder when they opened their mouths, but the atmosphere seemed not as bad as before.

But leaning on the wall with one hand, Fucharzi thought it was interesting to see him start to salute him unceremoniously, so he tilted his head, pinched his neck that was dying of pain, and said another sentence.

"Is this the real murderer?"

"Ah."

Duan Xiao replied blankly.

"Oh, it seems that his true colors will be exposed this time."

"Do you want to compare?"

Fucharzi asked.

"Then let's do it again."

After finishing this riddle, the two guys who could understand what the other was saying without having to explain it also met the stalker who had several lives on his hands.

Behind him, there seemed to be lights rising in the night of Pingyang County.

A simple but sharp high-five with a bit of blood resounded so crisply.

A huge moon hangs in the sky, like the beginning of a fate in everything.

There may be many more roads that the two will travel in their lives.

But this paragraph is a real beginning, an eternal legend, accompanied by the raging fires of the city, breaking away the old grievances and regrets accumulated in my heart many years ago.

In this life, I will no longer retreat and be timid, just to protect the bright moon behind me.

The night is empty.

And so came the dawn.

At this moment, the relationship between these two people was always at odds, and the guys who had been fighting each other all day were also cherishing each other for the first time in this scene.

It was as if the same voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

In the blood, the two people who looked at each other looked like eagle strikes in the sky, and the thunder strikes caught people completely by surprise, but they also had a tacit understanding and fierceness.

The two of them have always been enemies, rivals, and partners who can entrust their backs. Thinking about it this way, the always annoying person behind him is a bit trustworthy.

"--what!!"

One left and one right attacked the prisoner from both sides.

The hell king under the iron wooden box wanted to swing the box fragments in his hand, but he was hit. He fell half a step away and hit the box again. Half of his bloody body was kicked by Fucha. Erji kicked hard on the wall, and there was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and another person behind him had already followed.

"Duan Owl!"

It seemed to be the first time the man had called his name seriously.

Hearing someone's voice sounding from the side, Duan Xiao opened his cold eyes, and at the same time his body moved, he punched the culprit half a step back with a left and right uppercut.

Then, before the person could react, he punched the opponent's cheekbone again.

Duan Xiao spat out the bloody froth from the man's mouth in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Fuchaerzi, who was chasing here from behind to arrest the murderer, cooperated with raising his leg from behind and swept the man down, and then the two of them rushed forward together. One strangled the neck, and the other used the official Shackles and handcuffs to arrest people.

This cooperation brought about a mirage, like a tiger, a leopard, and a flying dragon. It opened a long-bright lamp in the darkness, and it also truly revealed the original face that had been suppressed for many years.

So many years.

Every day and night, they can't really face the past and themselves.

But those things in the past were really difficult to face, and they were nothing more than the fear in my heart.

What is justice in the courtroom? It is nothing more than willing to fight with your life at this critical moment, and turn your strength into the courage to defend the point of protecting others.

【"Because, from the very beginning, wanting to stop crime was just for one reason."】

【"In order to protect others."】

At this moment, such a common thought flashed through his mind.

Fucha Erji's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and a smear of blood trickled down from the deep and unruly cheekbones.His slashed chest was covered with snow, and blood beads slid down the chest and abdomen muscles along his strong and broad shoulders, which looked comparable to Duan Xiao.

There was a strong fierce look between his brows, but he didn't let it out, he just wiped his sweaty palm, and greeted the person in the dark.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, the noise outside was already surrounded by the government, and the two of them kicked to the ground together tonight.

And took up the shackles and handcuffed the real murderer who was against the wall with his hands behind his back. Fucharzi, who wiped the corner of his mouth, took off the black cloth cover on his face with one hand, and saw a picture of the man lying on the ground. The scarred face was suddenly exposed.

This person is the real culprit of the Pingyang serial tracking case - the king of hell!

The real face revealed in this instant is also the criminal Guo Mubu!

The author has something to say: Today there are 7000+~

Everyone should know who Zhang Jia and Agui are, haha, don’t substitute that uncle on Baidu Encyclopedia, we are half empty, here is still a young man~

In addition, I listened to the song yesterday and felt that it fits the theme of this article very well.

It's called "The Storyteller". If you are interested, you can listen to it!The stalker has got hold of it, and now it's time for the final key question to be revealed.