The river is about to burn the mountain

Soon, before ten o'clock in the morning, Song Xinghui's student arrived. He was a gentle-looking young doctor who had returned from studying in a prestigious school. His master's major was also in the treatment of post-traumatic stress disorder.

Jiang Zhan watched the doctor enter the bedroom, and Ji Qiuhan, who was sitting on the sofa, gestured "It's okay" to him, then turned and went to the study.

Jiang Zhan was sitting behind the desk, and Yi Qian, who was standing beside him, had carefully read the documents just now, and he couldn't hide his surprise at this moment.

"Brother Yu's information is that... Mr. W's real name is actually Wu Dashan, a Chinese, he is the younger brother of Wu Dahai, the director of the Finance Bureau of S City, and Wu Dahai, the director of the Finance Bureau, is actually Wu Dahai in Ji Ge's group. The father of the person who saved it!"

Yi Qian was startled. He looked at the photos in the file that were secretly taken with secret equipment. The low-key Wu Dahai and his party were sweeping the grave together on the top of the mountain where the drizzle was falling.

One of the profile faces is Mr. W who has been hidden for a long time!He has been missing since Jiang Zhan and Zhou Yu kicked him from the VK Group's agent position, and another young man standing beside him,

And this young man turned out to be Wu Chu who Fang Bei said had followed his brother Ji!

Yi Qian couldn't help frowning. As early as two years ago, he had initially investigated Ji Qiuhan's relationship network, and then followed Jiang Zhan's instructions, and carefully checked the identity of every colleague in Brother Ji's three groups. They all came from ordinary families. If I had to say that Yi Qian was more impressed, besides Fang Bin being an orphan, it was probably Wu Chu whose father was the powerful director of the Finance Bureau of S City.

It's just that in Wu Dahai's file, he doesn't have any younger brother at all. Yi Qian remembers that he only has one older sister, who died of breast cancer many years ago.

"Wu Dahai has been promoted from a county party secretary to this position. He must have gone through many rounds of political background checks. During this process, their kinship must have been deliberately erased."

Otherwise, it's impossible. As the head of the municipality S city with financial power, his own brother was once the general agent of money laundering behind the scenes in Asia? !This is ridiculous!

With Jiang Zhan's elbows on the table, he also felt a bit of a headache, not only because of these inadvertently involved complicated relationships that made him vaguely feel that they were intertwined with recent events, but also that Wu Chu.

At the hospital that day, he knew the hostility in this young man.

On the computer in front of Jiang Zhan, there were reports from Gan Li and Xu Lang, who were sent to investigate Jiang Wan's mining area first.

In the report, Mr. W, no, it is Wu Dashan now. He, Jiang Kun and Chakun and his party are visiting the Buddha statue in the temple in Chiang Mai.

"The relationship between them is basically confirmed now. The reason why Jiang Kun was able to get money and raw materials to build a drug factory is because he found Wu Dashan as a backer. And this Wu Dashan relied on the knowledge he had mastered when he was an agent. The core customer resources, together with Jiang Kun, boarded the boat of Chakun."

Although Jiang Zhan and Zhou Yu are now agents of VK Group's Asian money laundering area, what they are operating now is only the part they got from Mr. W's assistant Qineit at that time, at most [-]%.

And the remaining [-]% of the most core customer information was secretly held by Wu Dashan in his confidential computer. Apart from himself, even Qineit, who had been with him for ten years, had no right to know.

Now, the [-]% information has become his trump card to turn around. After all, drugs and money laundering are really the best combination, aren't they?

Jiang Zhan asked, "Where is the elder sister?"

"All transportation lines and warehouses are being checked, and two boxes of gemstones destined for London are still waiting for customs clearance. Gan Li said that the manager in charge of transportation in the mining area was bought by Jiang Kun, and all our workers were replaced by migrant workers who smuggled into Myanmar. , they have no identity, and it is too difficult to find them all.”

"However, once they have video and audio-visual materials involving Dajie's mine involved in transporting drugs, then Dajie's situation will become very dangerous."

Jiang Zhan said in a deep voice:

"Let Wei Qi play tricks on Eldest Sister's case in recent years. He knows what to do. Even if the worst happens, he will ensure that Eldest Sister can be cleared of all charges."

"Yes," Yi Qian understood, "Brother Wei has already been doing it after I talked with Brother Wei last time, don't worry, Brother Wei has always been the most worried about the elder sister's affairs."

After lunch at noon, the black Rolls Royce that had been on standby was parked at the entrance of Jiang's house, and the Bentley that Jiang Zhan often sat in hadn't appeared in the underground garage since the accident.

Yi Qian commanded four or five bodyguards to get into a Heihei at the back. Since the car accident, security has been intentionally strengthened from top to bottom.

Ji Qiuhan's hometown is located in the south of City S. It is a small county town. It used to be managed by City S. A few years ago, an independent prefecture-level city, Wangchong, was established.

It's cold in winter, and the car is driving on the chilly road.

Ji Qiuhan turned his head and looked out the window. The trees along the road were withered and withered, but the rows of street lamps along the road were decorated with festive decorations to celebrate the New Year by the municipal works, making the approaching New Year more intense.

Probably because Jiang Zhan heard about Ji Xia last night, so he didn't even think about going over to check it carefully, otherwise Jiang Zhan would not only easily find out that Ji Xia was not born in December at all, but he would also know that Ji Qiuhan has been there for many years. He has never returned to his hometown, and he has never even set foot in this city.

The car got off the national highway,

Wangchong City is somewhat depressed due to many development restrictions. Ji Qiuhan's old house was allocated by his father's factory. After years of changes in urban planning, the land was bought by a developer last year to build a community.

When they arrived, the demolition of the original old building had already been completed, and the large-scale construction equipment had just dug the foundation.

Because the developer's funds were not in place, the workers on the construction site were scattered at the moment. Yi Qian stuffed a few packs of cigarettes, and the group of them went in with hard hats.

The bricks and tiles of the old community have now become piles of demolition rubbish. Ji Qiuhan is unfamiliar with the measurement of his feet, and perhaps the pain behind his back unexpectedly made him land on this piece of land. stay awake.

The sky was gloomy and chilling, and there were three or four bodyguards standing behind them. Jiang Zhan supported him, fearing that he might fall down on the uneven yellow sand and rubble due to emotional ups and downs.

The big pit in front of them was the foundation that had just begun to be laid. In the huge pit, piles of thickly twisted piles had not yet been poured with concrete, and they were piercing toward the sky fiercely.

And Ji Qiuhan seemed to be like that, in this dark land that made him young, his thin face was waveless in the cold wind, but it was like a stormy wave under the pressure of an undercurrent.

16 years ago, in the dark basement at the foot of the house, the gambler father refused to let him go to school, and when he was drunk, the only thing that fell on him was the beating with the smell of alcohol. The happiest thing for him every day was to wait for his only sister Come home from school, bring him the outside air, and teach him to read and write.

But all this has changed,

It started when Ji Xia became pregnant with the rapist's child.

The huge pit in front of him seemed to have lifted and smashed the ceiling of the dark basement in the past, and all the memories hidden in the dead corners began to be exposed to the daylight for the first time.

Ji Qiuhan remembered a secret of his long ago,

After Ji Xia was raped and became pregnant that year, her father, who was not as good as a beast, dared not make a sound, but Ji Xia was more and more reluctant because of her mother's instinct, and finally chose to give birth to the innocent child in her stomach.

But the young Ji Qiuhan hated that child, because of her existence, Ji Xia had to be trapped in this stinky quagmire forever, with nowhere to escape.

So that afternoon, he quietly mixed the rat poison that his neighbor put on the corner of the stairs into Ji Xia's rice. He thought that the child in Ji Xia's belly should disappear like a disgusting mouse.

But in the end, when Ji Xia was about to eat, he broke the bowl, and since then, this matter has been buried deep in the ground, and no one knows about it.

Until Ji Xia died and even the body could not be found, this secret was completely reduced to ashes. Probably Ji Xia never imagined that her beloved brother wanted to help her kill that child, but in Ji Qiuhan's every bedroom In the sleepless nights, this secret turned into the smell of rotting meat and burning, which refused to go away.

"Put it on, it's going to change the sky,"

It wasn't until Jiang Zhan put a coat on him that Ji Qiuhan realized that a gloomy drizzle had begun to fall in the sky.

Xiang Nan behind him held up an umbrella for him, Ji Qiuhan nodded to Jiang Zhan, turned around, and left the construction site.

When everything is burnt and razed to the ground,

The memory dissipates, and perhaps a piece of pure land will grow again.

On the way back, Ji Qiuhan was a little tired. After Jiang Zhan checked his injuries, he just let him rest on his own.

The car was still on the way back. Ji Qiuhan knew that Jiang Zhan was afraid of what he would say, so he got off this country and turned to another road, and walked along the road for more than 100 kilometers. The place that has now been transformed into a film and television city is the one 16 years ago. Ji Qiuhan was imprisoned there for 5.23 days at the scene of the tragic murder and burial of the 33 case.

Ji Qiuhan looked at the car and skipped the sign indicating the bifurcation information, just like the murder case that caused a lot of discussion in the city, now the land has been leveled with high-rise buildings, even for people to play, the pain always belongs to a small number of people , and most people are better at forgetting.

Ji Qiuhan didn't say anything, he thought, he can go back to the old house, he can convince himself that Ji Xia just left here, but he will never be able to step into the place where Ji Xia died.

If time goes back to 16 years ago...,

If he knew that Ji Xia and the child in her womb would die in such a cruel way in the near future, he would definitely fulfill his promise, become strong, protect Ji Xia, and keep the little angel in her womb safe grow up.

But Ji Qiuhan knew that he had no chance now.

The return journey took nearly three hours, and it was already sunset when we returned to City A.

The car drove along Jinjing Road and passed the police station building where the special operations team worked, and found that several tragic banners in black and white had been pulled up at the door, and many family members of the victims had gathered at the gate of the police station to protest. . Negotiate.

"The murderer is still at large!! The incompetent police returned my daughter's body!!"

"My beloved wife lost her hands and feet and cannot be buried yet!! Where is the truth?! Give my wife justice!!"

Ji Qiuhan lowered the car window and looked up at the noisy protest across the street.

Jiang Zhan asked: "How is the progress of the 711 case?"

Ji Qiuhan shook his head, "The limbs of the six victims were all missing to varying degrees. One of the two suspects who have been arrested has a mental problem, and the other has always refused to speak. Chen Jinwei and Lu Sen knew about it, and these two people have strong anti-investigation capabilities, and the previous arrests were all in vain."

In the cold winter, pedestrians carrying New Year's goods hurried on the road, and many people stopped to watch, while the family members of the victims held the portraits of their loved ones and wept bitterly.

The car was very warm. Jiang Zhan said, "The case has indeed dragged on for too long. No wonder the victim's family wants to protest."

"There are hundreds of thousands of cases like this every year,"

As the car drove away, Ji Qiuhan finally turned his head around,

"Criminals don't get the trial and punishment they deserve, and they may still hide in a corner of the city and work and live like many ordinary people."

"And the victims can't even see a part of their bodies. Their grievances have nowhere to appeal, and their families are broken. Maybe they still can't get a truth after years of running around."

The black car was driving all the way on the wide and solemn street, and the setting sun behind them seemed to be fished out from the dark side, shrouded in a layer of red, dark, wet light.

Just like in myths and legends, the gods wait for the dusk before judgment.

Ji Qiuhan blinked the dryness in his eyes, and lowered his eyelashes: "When I was in college, the criminology teacher said in the first class that in every case we handle in the future, truth and fairness are possible. be late,"

The air was freezing outside, Ji Qiuhan said: "But at the same time, each of our policemen also firmly believes that truth and fairness can be late, but they must never be absent."