Human ladder

Wen Yan walked out of the clubhouse and turned on his phone.

He was raising his legs to get into the car, when he keenly noticed a low-key black BMW parked not far behind him.

Wen Yan made eye contact with the person sitting in the car through the rearview mirror.

The phone turned on, Wen Yan looked down and saw that it was a text message from Jin Shuo: Don't look back, I'll follow you.

He heaved a sigh of relief without any trace, twisted the accelerator, turned and drove into the main road and quickly merged into the traffic flow.

When Wen Yan was sure to get rid of Ming Xun's monitoring range, Wen Yan made a turn and stopped the car.

The car that had been following unhurriedly also stopped quickly.

Before Jin Shuo opened the door and got out of the car, Wen Yan pressed the door directly, and got into Jin Shuo's car with a cold face. The door opened and closed in one go, even Jin Shuo didn't react.

Jin Shuo asked angrily: "What? Are you eager to find someone to be buried with you after being tied up with a bomb?"

Wen Yan took a long breath while sitting in the car, and said quickly, "Take me to see Meng Shi, or send me to surrender directly."

Jin Shuo raised his eyebrows and smiled angrily: "What did you say?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Yan didn't mean to be joking at all. If you look closely, his expression can't even restrain the crazy excitement. Looking at it, Jin Shuo's scalp is numb, and he feels that this must not be a good thing.

As soon as Jin Shuo locked the car door, he leaned back even with the chair and asked, "Tell me first, what are you going to do?"

"I have evidence," Wen Yan's eyes sparkled, and when he looked carefully, there were tears in his eyes: "I have found the evidence!"

Jin Shuo glanced at Wen Yan solemnly, was silent for a while, and then dialed the phone in front of him.

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When Meng Shi came over, he was wearing a rare formal attire. He stopped the car far away, then got out of the car and walked over by himself.

He glanced back and forth at the surrounding environment, glanced at Wen Yan with a slight complaint, and asked first: "Are you still unwilling to visit your father? It will be at the beginning of next month..."

Wen Yan seemed unable to listen, and interrupted first: "I know!"

He took a deep breath to calm himself down: "What if I found the evidence?"

Both Meng Shi and Jin Shuo became serious and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wen Yan suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and played the audio he had recorded in front of the two of them again. He didn't care about the different expressions of Jin Shuo and Meng Shi, but he just played it repeatedly.

After a few minutes of audio, the emotional conversation between the two people was played over and over again in the small car.

Meng Shi's expression could not be called excited, but it was more dignified. There was no excess fat, and even the straight facial features were not affected at all. Compared with Wen Yan's excited and somewhat abnormal expression, it can be said to be serious to the point of ruthlessness.

Wen Yan raised his head to meet him with such an expression.

Then his excitement gradually cooled down, his expression froze a little, and he asked, "How is it?"

"..."

Meng Shi seemed to move his lips, hesitated for a while, put his hand on Wen Yan's shoulder, and comforted him: "Son, these...don't you already know?"

Wen Yan shook Meng Shi's hand away, unable to sit still: "When I found Ming Xun..."

Jin Shuo interrupted: "The reason why you came to Mingxun was because someone deliberately guided him, and that was his purpose."

Jin Shuo was calmer than Wen Yan, and continued to analyze after pondering for a while: "That is to say, Ming Xun replaced Fu Banghe to control Haishi. Fu Banghe's death and Lu Qicong's return may have something to do with him, right?"

"Yes! We caught Ming Xun. He must have a connection with Lu Qicong. Isn't there Lu Congqi's mother?! She is also a witness! She can also testify...and me," Wen Yan looked eagerly, even With a plea: "I know his situation, I will turn myself in and confess Ming Xun!"

"No!" Jin Shuo couldn't listen anymore, even with anger, but this anger was directed at Meng Shi.

Jin Shuo looked at Meng Shi, and said firmly again: "No!"

Meng Shiwu sighed to himself, facing Wen Yan's excited expression, his gaze was far-reaching and empty: "Wen Yan, these... are not enough."

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Meng Shi made up his mind: "Have you visited the nursing home?... As long as Lu Qicong is arrested, bang—how your father died, Xu Qiuyue will die the same way."

Wen Yan met Meng Shi's face, saw himself in his eyes, and asked in a murmur, "Is it a bomb under the nursing home?"

Maybe it's inappropriate to say that directly to Wen Yan, or maybe Meng Shi has other purposes.

Meng Shi had to take Wen Yan's wound, stabbed him, and told him vividly that it was just like his pain.

It made Wen Yan take a few steps back almost reflexively.

Only then did Wen Yan suddenly realize that it was not someone else... Lu Congqi was behind them.

As if not daring to breathe, he stared at Meng Shi for a while, and asked helplessly, "What...what do you mean?"

Only then did Jin Shuo understand everything, worried about Wen Yan's current state, and took a few steps towards Wen Yan.

Meng Shi didn't repeat it again, just waiting for Wen Yan to digest this fact by himself.

"Remember what Uncle Wu told you when you went to the chess and card room?"

Jin Shuo looked at Wen Yan, and said word by word: "You were careful today, but Ming Xun is not that stupid. He is not afraid that you will understand?"

"The person who led you to Mingxun is an enemy and not a friend...Wen Yan, no one cares about your life and death. Mingxun is willing to train the son of a policeman to become a cancer of the society, a scum of the bottom, isn't it just that you find out Are these also useless?"

Meng Shi stepped in at the right time: "If you kill one of them, there will be a second Ming Xun, just like sending in a Mu Jiang group, most of them will replace the superior."

"Then cut the weeds and eradicate them! Then completely destroy them!" Wen Yan's head became hot, he took out the diary left by Wen Guochao, flipped through the pages, and said in a trembling voice: "I have evidence, Lu Qi Cong had already contacted my dad during the undercover period..."

Wen Yan didn't notice that Meng Shi stared at the diary in Wen Yan's hand for a while with an abnormal expression, and he carefully flipped through the diary page by page, and said unwillingly: "Look, look! It makes sense!"

Meng Shi didn't read those diaries, but said directly to Wen Yan: "The rumor that Wen Guochao was in contact with drug dealers in private and that he was a traitor is not groundless... You are sure."

Wen Yan opened his mouth, only to realize that he was logically wrong: "They are eager to use this to convict Wen Guochao, including now, isn't it?"

Meng Shi: "So this is why you have been afraid to make it public."

Meng Shiwu sighed to himself: "Lu Qicong contacted Wen Guochao at that time, and he had already thought of his way out, which was to put the blame on Wen Guochao and colluded with Ming Xun to blow up Fu Banghe and Wen Guochao to death together. On board... kill two birds with one stone."

Wen Guochao didn't know how big a trap he had fallen into until his death.

But Meng Shi and Jin Shuo, who knew the whole story, suddenly understood that after Wen Guochao's death, the people above did not give up looking for evidence of Wen Guochao's rebellion... but they didn't expect that the thing they were looking for was found by the people back then. Wen Yan, who was taken away for unknown purpose, has been carried close to his body for four or five years.

Meng Shi let out a long breath: "Wen Yan, what else?"

"What else did Wen Guochao know back then?"

Wen Yan was silent for a while, and finally made up his mind at this juncture and said: "A piece of news... Do you still remember that I asked you to pass the Fu family's file?"

Meng Shi blurted out: "The seven members of the Fu family were killed at home before Lu Qicong came back."

Wen Yan lowered his head: "Eight people."

"what?"

Wen Yan opened the car window to let in the cold air from outside, so as to calm himself down: "I asked you for the file just to confirm it. According to the information, their eldest daughter died in a terrorist attack by the Taliban in the Middle East in 1997. Fu Huan is a reporter."

Meng Shi knew all these things, but he didn't know why Wen Yan was mentioning people who had died for many years at this time, so he looked at Wen Yan silently.

Wen Yan buried his face between his knees, put his hands between his hair, and said in a deep voice: "My father found out that Fu Huan is not dead. The so-called ashes and the death certificate issued by the embassy are someone else, but Fu Huan Just disappeared."

"Someone hid her family, hid it from everyone...until Fu Huan somehow got in touch with her editor-in-chief."

Meng Shi and Jin Shuo knew that they had finally touched the core, so they didn't dare to vent their anger for a while.

Only Wen Yan, as if telling a story, his voice was slow and heavy: "Drive, go to a place."

Jin Shuo drove in silence.

Meng Shi couldn't help but said: "For so many years, you have been holding such a dangerous thing?"

"The diary was torn up by me. It was a few places my dad visited and checked." He smiled for no reason: "I have torn up the important information a long time ago. I dangled it in my hand to attract them. Who So a fool will show off everywhere?"

"Let's go to Chaomu News Agency first... Oh, I forgot, Chaomu News Agency has closed down, and it should be changed to a restaurant now."

Jin Shuo turned the steering wheel and followed the traffic, following the road that Wen Guochao walked back then, searching for the truth.

Over the city, the clouds rolled over, towering rows of buildings, well-planned streets, people commuting to and from get off work, and vehicles forced to stop at intersections because of traffic lights.

The world is hidden in the vicissitudes of the wind and clouds, and it is customary to follow the established laws and move forward silently.

Wen Yan and the others stopped at a red light, and the driver of the vehicle next to him rolled down the window irritably and talked loudly on the phone.

In the hustle and bustle of the world, he chatted about the unknown past in the hustle and bustle of the background: "The place of Fu Huan's death aroused Wen Guochao's suspicion, and he was thinking, why would a reporter go to that turbulent country? Did he really die from a stray bullet?"

Wen Yan memorized the contents of the diary by heart, and for a moment, even Jin Shuo and Meng Shi were in a daze for a while, watching Wen Yan's narration in a deep voice, it was very similar to Wen Guochao's rigorous analysis of the case.