Excellent little farmer

What I suspect is that someone else has a murderous intention against Xu Hailong. After all, Xu Hailong has worked in the criminal police force for half his life. He has dealt with those desperadoes almost every day and has many grudges. When he was in office, those people used rat-a-tat weapons. Dare to take revenge on him.

And when Xu Hailong broke the law and was also in trouble, the best time for those people to retaliate had arrived. This speculation is also tenable.

Perhaps in order to clear his suspicions, Wan Zhengyou made a special trip to the municipal party committee compound on Tuesday afternoon and took me to the municipal bureau. In the office on the third floor, he checked the interrogation records, the prisoners’ recordings, and some eyewitnesses. All the evidence provided by the reporter showed that this murder was just a dispute between two prisoners. It was a sudden incident and was not a deliberate act.

I sat at my desk, listening to the confession in the tape recorder over and over again. My eyes fell on the file, staring at the criminal suspect's resume, lit a cigarette, frowned and smoked it.

The prisoner's name was Lu Zhenlin. He was not a local in Qingyang, or even from Jiangzhou Province. Six months ago, he stabbed a middle-aged woman during a robbery in Qingyang and was arrested by the police. After trial, he was arrested. Sentenced to seven years in prison.

Judging from the files, this person has never been to Qingyang before, and has no criminal record here. It does not look like he has a grudge against Xu Hailong. The relationship between the two has been tense since they moved to the same cell. Xu Hailong He originally had a strong personality, and before going to prison, he was the leader of the criminal police team, so he was used to giving orders. Even after entering prison, he did not change this habit. Instead, he became the prison captain, supervising several prisoners in the same room.

However, the materials show that this guy named Lu Zhenlin has never surrendered. The two have fought several times in the cell. Every time Xu Hailong beat his opponent to the point where he was unable to fight back, but after several months , but there was still no way to completely tame him. The night before the incident, the two had a fierce quarrel over trivial matters. Xu Hailong even slapped the other party in the face with the help of alcohol.

It was this slap that caused trouble. While Xu Hailong was drunk and asleep, the man picked up half a brick hidden under the pillow and hit Xu Hailong on the head. The prisoners next to him were dumbfounded when they saw it. No one dared to step forward to stop him, but the screams alerted the prison guards outside. After they hurriedly opened the cell, they discovered that Xu Hailong was already dying and died before being sent to the hospital.

This process is no different from Wan Zhengyou's account on Friday night, and the evidence chain is relatively complete. At least there is no flaw in the materials. In addition, Wan Zhengyou lowered his attitude and was more sincere. I didn’t feel comfortable pursuing this matter any further, so I lit a cigarette, frowned and took a few puffs, and then asked softly: “Mayor Wan, can I take a look at that guy?”

Wan Zhengyou smiled slightly, put away the file, looked at the door, and said softly: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

"Thank you!"

My expression was extremely calm, I just frowned and smoked continuously. After Wan Zhengyou called, I followed him downstairs, got into the car, and headed to the prison. Along the way, both of us were in complicated moods, chatting. , speculating on each other's psychology.

When I arrived at the prison, I met the prisoner, stared into his eyes, and asked some questions. Lu Zhenlin’s expression was calm, and he stared blankly at the tiles on the ground, repeating those few words over and over again. Xu Hailong was too arrogant. In prison He couldn't stand the king and hegemon inside, and he couldn't stand Xu Hailong's torture, so he just wanted to kill him. There was nothing else going on here, and no one was instigating it.

I asked for more than ten minutes, but couldn't find any clues, and I was a little discouraged. The other person had been beaten to a bruised and swollen face, and was in a very embarrassed state. I also lost interest in beating him up, so I got up and left, returning with Wan Zhengyou. city.

I got off the car in the city center and took a taxi to Wanyunhan's house alone. When I came upstairs, I stood silently at the door for a long time before raising my right hand and knocking gently on the door.

The door was quickly opened, and Wan Yunhan appeared in front of her. She was wearing a brown nightgown, with a large area of ​​snow-white crystal skin showing on her chest. The silky-smooth nightgown was cut appropriately and wrapped tightly around her body. Outlining her attractive waist curve.

There was no powder applied on her pretty cheek, but it was as tender as gel and as white as jade. There was a sad and sad look between her eyebrows, which made her look a little haggard, but she was particularly endearing. Her red lips like rose petals bloomed slightly, and now It shows a kind of sad and blurred beauty.

Wan Yunhan glanced over, turned to the side, let me into the room, then went to the kitchen, brought two cups of tea, put them on the coffee table, leaned on the edge of the sofa, turned her head to the side, and chewed Pink lips, silent, a pair of small white hands, rubbing the hem of the skirt, and under the skirt, the pair of slender and beautiful legs are elegantly brought together and tilted to the side.

I took the tea, took a sip, put down the cup, looked up in the direction of the bedroom, and whispered, "Where's Yaoyao?"

Wan Yunhan sighed and said quietly: "I was not at home. I was picked up by my child's grandma when school was over!"

I groaned, took out the Chinese cigarette from my pocket, threw it on the coffee table, took out one, lit it, frowned and took a sip, and said with concern: "Sister Wan, your complexion is still not good, please take a few days off to rest. Well, don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”

Wan Yunhan glanced at me, shook her head slightly, and said indifferently: "No, I can get through it!"

"Don't show off!"

I dusted off the cigarette ashes, stood up, took the ashtray to the window, looked at the night in the distance, and said softly: "I went to the prison with Mayor Wan this afternoon and met that guy. From the conversation and evidence, Look, I haven’t found any other clues, so for the time being, that’s all I can do.”

Wan Yunhan nodded, leaned on the sofa carelessly, curled up her legs, and said with a frown: "Everyone is gone, and there is no point in checking anymore. What I think about now is hope." Yaoyao should get rid of the shadow as soon as possible and stop crying every day."

I was silent for a while, then turned around and said, "Sister Wan, when I chatted with Captain Xu before, did he mention anything important?"

Wan Yunhan shook her head and said sadly: "No, he is a chauvinist. He rarely talks to me about work matters, and he is not allowed to ask about some things. If he asks too many questions, he will lose his temper."

I hummed and looked outside for a while. When I saw that everything was normal in the community, I put out the cigarette, turned around and went to the study, closed the curtains, placed the chair in the center, opened the desk drawer, and found something from inside. Using the screwdriver, he stepped on the chair, removed the lampshade above his head, took out a small key, then put the lampshade back on again, returned to the living room, put the key on the coffee table, and said in a low voice: "Sister Wan, this key , have you seen it?"

Wan Yunhan was stunned for a moment, then reached for the key, frowned and said, "No, I've never seen it before. This doesn't look like the key to our home."

I glanced at her and said, hesitantly, "Sister Wan, if you think about it more carefully, this key may be very important."

Wan Yunhan sat up, turned to look at me, and said in surprise: "Xiao Quan, do you suspect that Hai Long was deliberately murdered?"

"No."

I frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "Sister Wan, there are some things that are not convenient for me to tell you, but I always have to investigate clearly so that I can feel at ease."

Wan Yunhan nodded, a trace of sadness flashed across her pretty face. She took the key, stood up, and walked slowly in the room. After a while, she suddenly remembered something and said with some surprise. : "I remember, Hai Long seemed to have said that he had saved some private money outside and would get it back when Yaoyao grows up. Could this key have anything to do with getting the money?"

I was stunned for a moment, and then asked in confusion: "Did he tell you where to put the money?"

Wan Yunhan sighed, shook her head and said, "They say it's private money, so naturally I can't find out!"

I smiled and said in a low voice: "Forget it, just look for it slowly. Keep the key, maybe you will need it one day."

Wan Yunhan hummed, took the key and returned to the sofa, turned on the TV, flipped through a few channels, but had no intention of watching any more. She just held her white chin in her hands and stared blankly, not knowing what she was thinking about. .

After a long time, she stood up gracefully and said softly: "Xiaoquan, please sit down first. I'm a little sleepy and I want to go back and rest."

"Well, you can rest first!"

I nodded and watched her enter the bedroom. I took the remote control, changed the channel, and watched the news for a while. Then I got up and went to the bathroom, took off my clothes, took a hot shower, and then put water in the bathtub and lay down. Got in.

Half an hour later, I wrapped myself in a bath towel, got out of the bathroom, went back to the sofa and lay down, drinking tea and watching TV, but I felt like grass had grown in my heart. I was always a little flustered and even a little restless.

After dawdling for a while, I picked up the remote control, turned off the TV, took out my mobile phone, and dialed the number. After the call was connected, I lowered my voice and said, "Sister Wan, are you asleep?"