dead dog

The sunny weather suddenly blew strong wind in the evening. The wind tore the clouds in the sky into strips and painted them with a gloomy light ink color. The next thunderstorm.

The restaurant of the Red Mansion Villa is on the highest floor of the villa complex, decorated in a European style palace style, like a box made of shining gold.The west-facing wall was hollowed out to form a large expanse of magnificent floor-to-ceiling windows, behind which one can have a panoramic view of the entire mountain.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Jiang Ying left the restaurant and came to the atrium on the top floor. He pulled his tie and walked to the French window. He saw the trees all over the mountain were bent by the wind, like a huge green lantern rolling on the hillside.

The middle hall was very quiet, only one or two employees in black and white uniforms shuttled back and forth between the middle hall and the restaurant. Bian Xiaocheng walked through the middle hall, found Jiang Ying by the French window, and whispered: "Boss Jiang, I got the things."

Jiang Ying sat down on the sofa, then pointed to the opposite sofa and asked Bian Xiaocheng to sit opposite him, and received the information handed over by Bian Xiaocheng: "Is the owner of this villa the father of Jiang Xiang and Zhou Jingye? "

Bian Xiaocheng leaned forward, tried to get as close as possible to Jiang Ying, and said in a low voice, "Yes, there are only two shareholders. Jiang Xiang's father, Jiang Haiyi, is the major shareholder, accounting for 80.00% of the shares. Zhou Jingye's father, Zhou Jun, is a minority shareholder. Accounting for 20.00% of the shares."

Jiang Ying spread the documents on his lap, but didn't have the heart to read them. He just looked at the roaring mountains and forests outside the window: "How long is the property right?"

Bian Xiaocheng: "This villa was built 35 years ago. The building was refurbished six years ago, and the property rights are less than five years old. You asked me to check the situation of Zhou's company. There was a business problem, and there was a huge deficit in the book, if Zhou Jing hadn't negotiated a price with Chairman Jiang this time, they would have gone bankrupt and liquidated."

Jiang Ying took out the cigarette case from the pocket of his suit jacket, took out a cigarette and lit it in the corner of his mouth: "Don't you think it's strange? The Zhou family owns a share in the hotel but doesn't operate it, and doesn't sell the shares to save themselves when the funds are short. The valuation of the villa is at least 30 times higher than that of [-] years ago, and it is a fund that may save the Zhou family's business, but the Zhou family gave up."

Bian Xiaocheng put the ashtray on the armrest of the sofa beside him, and said, "One more thing, did you know that Zhou Jun had a stroke?"

Jiang Ying raised his eyes and looked at him without saying a word.

Bian Xiaocheng said: "About two months ago, Zhou Jun suffered a stroke suddenly, and Zhou Jing also sent him here to recuperate. He even spent his [-]th birthday here."

Jiang Ying: "Not hospitalized?"

Bian Xiaocheng: "No, Zhou Jun lives in the small building in the bamboo forest on the far east."

Jiang Ying smiled lowly: "My father had a stroke, but instead of being sent to the hospital, he hid in the mountains. Zhou Jing really did it." He pondered for a moment as he spoke, "[-]th birthday... Did something happen to Zhou Qingchu? That day?"

Bian Xiaocheng: "Yes, to be precise, it passed zero."

Jiang Yingdao: "Find out the list of people who came to celebrate Zhou Jun's birthday that night."

Bian Xiaocheng was very smart, he had expected that Jiang Ying would look for the list: "I have the list in the file."

Jiang Ying pulled out the list, and was about to take a closer look, when he heard a loud bang outside the window, and the rain poured down on his head, and the raindrops crackled in the forest.

Jiang Ying frowned: "Did you call Dr. Ye?"

Bian Xiaocheng: "Not yet, I will fight right away."

Jiang Ying put down the information, took out his mobile phone and dialed Ye Chuyang's number, but no one answered, and if he called again, the phone was turned off.

Bian Xiaocheng called twice but couldn't get through. When he looked up, he saw that Jiang Ying's face had changed, and he hurriedly said, "Boss Jiang, don't worry, there is only one way up the mountain, and Dr. Ye will definitely not get lost."

Jiang Ying pinched the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray: "Find me a car."

Bian Xiaocheng handed him his car keys: "Are you going to find Dr. Ye? Let's wait a little bit. Maybe Dr. Ye's phone is out of battery and he is on his way back."

Jiang Ying didn't listen to his reassurance, and was about to leave after putting on his suit jacket, but Zhou Jing stopped him after taking two steps.

"Jiang Ying."

Zhou Jing also strode towards him, put on a friendly expression, and said, "Our conversation went well this time."

Jiang Ying was not polite: "It's not us, it's you and Jiang Ziyan."

He was about to leave after speaking, Zhou Jing also said: "I can't leave now."

Jiang Ying stopped, turned his head and frowned at him: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Jing also said: "I just received news that the heavy rain caused landslides, and the way down the mountain has been blocked." He smiled, "You can rest in the room and stay overnight before going down the mountain tomorrow, or Wait until the rain stops before going down the mountain.”

Jiang Ying didn't finish listening to him, so he turned his head and left. He didn't care when he went down the mountain now, he just wanted to find Ye Chuyang as soon as possible.

Zhou Jingye's face darkened instantly.

Bian Xiaocheng smoothed things over and said with a smile, "Thank you, Dr. Zhou, for your kindness. Dr. Ye drove out just now, and he hasn't come back yet. Mr. Jiang is worried about Dr. Ye, so he wants to drive to find him."

Zhou Jingye's complexion was complicated: "Is Ye Chuyang here too?"

Bian Xiaocheng nodded with an apologetic smile, and quickly followed Jiang Ying.

Before they reached the stairs, Ye Chuyang came up with a female employee in uniform, drenched and embarrassed, every step left wet footprints on the marble floor.

Jiang Ying ran over, grabbed him by the shoulder, and looked at him all over: "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Ye Chuyang took out his wet mobile phone from his pocket, and said miserably: "The mobile phone fell into the water and turned off."

While speaking, he glanced at Zhou Jingye who was slowly walking towards them.

Jiang Ying was very anxious: "I told you not to run around, come back after watching the squirrels—"

Ye Chuyang didn't want Zhou Jing to hear his whereabouts, so he deliberately interrupted Jiang Ying: "Let me change my clothes first, it's cold."

Jiang Ying took off his coat and put it on his shoulders. When he turned around and saw Zhou Jing standing behind him, he said, "My host, please ask someone to prepare a set of clean clothes and send them to my room."

The accommodation rooms are unified in another building, and you need to cross a stone arch bridge, under which is a pond of lotus.

Ye Chuyang looked at the lotus flowers under the bridge that were being blown by the wind and rain, and said to Jiang Ying, "These lotus flowers are quite elegant."

Jiang Ying: "You like it? Then I'll pull out a few and put them in a vase."

Ye Chuyang was speechless and rolled his eyes at him.

Zhou Jing also did a good job as a host. He prepared the most luxurious suites for the guests, and even led the guests to the door himself, saying: "There is another room upstairs, you can allocate it yourself."

Ye Chuyang said: "Don't bother me, I live in a room with Jiang Ying."

Zhou Jing also wanted to say something, but there was no chance, because Ye Chuyang entered the room and closed the door.

As soon as the door was closed, Ye Chuyang walked in while unbuttoning his wet clothes: "Guess what I saw just now."

Jiang Ying was fiddling with Ye Chuyang's submerged mobile phone, trying to turn it on: "See a lot of little squirrels?"

Ye Chuyang unbuttoned his shirt and stood in front of him, saying, "It's not a squirrel, it's a mouse."

The white shirt on his body was soaked and translucent, revealing a fair flesh color on his skin, giving him a cold and sexy look.

Jiang Ying stared at him bewilderedly, then stretched out his hand to touch his collarbone bewilderedly: "Oh, a mouse."

Ye Chuyang knocked his hand off: "I said I saw a lot of mice, hundreds of them."

Jiang Ying was still confused, hugged his waist, lowered his head and wiped off a raindrop that rolled onto his neck with his lips: "Mouse, I heard."

Ye Chuyang pulled his ear up, and said seriously: "You heard me clearly, I said I found a rat nest, and there were many rats in it. I suspect that rat nest is the first scene of Zhou Qingchu's case!"

Jiang Ying finally came back to his senses, and was stunned for a few seconds: "Kill Zhou Qingchu's mouse nest to death?"

Ye Chuyang let go and walked to the bed. There was a set of clean plain home clothes on the bed. While changing, he said, "I'm not sure, I just suspect. After all, rat nests in the suburbs are not very rare."

Jiang Ying: "Where did you find it?"

Ye Chuyang: "That's where we saw the squirrels. The forest is about 800 meters deep."

Jiang Yingdao: "However, finding a mouse nest so close to this mountain villa may not be a simple coincidence."

After Ye Chuyang changed his clothes, it was a set of long-sleeved trousers that didn't fit well. He rolled up the cuffs and asked, "What's wrong with this villa?"

Jiang Yingdao: "On the day of Zhou Qingchu's accident, Zhou Jun celebrated his birthday, and the banquet was held here."

Ye Chuyang frowned and thought for a moment: "But the police investigation has made it clear that Zhou Qingchu was locked at home because of anti-marriage, and she did not come to Zhou Jun's birthday banquet. Haiyang also checked the surveillance video near Zhou Qingchu's home. That morning, only Zhou Qingchu Jing also drove away alone, Zhou Qingchu didn't even come out."

Jiang Yingdao: "However, Zhou Qingchu called me the night before and asked me to borrow money so that I could put the engagement jewelry in the coffee shop she invested in the next day. She seems to be planning to escape on NO.18, that's why she did this Borrow money from me in a hurry."

Ye Chuyang: "If Zhou Qingchu really plans to escape, how will she escape?"

There was a knock on the door, and Bian Xiaocheng said outside: "Mr. Jiang, Dr. Ye, it's me."

Ye Chuyang: "Come in."

Bian Xiaocheng came in with a large tray, on which was a basket full of various kinds of bread and several glasses of fruit juice.

Ye Chuyang went over to help, took the tray and put it on the coffee table: "Where did you get the bread?"

Bian Xiaocheng smiled and said, "I thought you must be hungry, so I took some bread from the kitchen."

Ye Chuyang was really hungry, and said, "You sit down too, let's eat together."

Bian Xiaocheng: "Okay, okay."

The two of them sat opposite each other and ate bread. Jiang Ying went to a place farther away to smoke a cigarette, and said that he just ate something on the table and was not hungry now.

Ye Chuyang said while eating: "I haven't asked you yet, how did you talk at the dinner table just now?"

Jiang Ying leaned against the wall to smoke, opened the French window by a palm's width, and exhaled a puff of white smoke out of the window, saying, "I'll listen to you. It's none of your business. Anyway, Jiang Ziyan doesn't have any shares with Zhou Jing. I'm fine."

Bian Xiaocheng said to Ye Chuyang in a low voice: "Mr. Jiang hardly said a word, and only sneered three times. I was really worried that Mr. Jiang would quarrel with Mr. Jiang."

Ye Chuyang looked at Jiang Ying and said, "Isn't Chairman Jiang leaving?"

Bian Xiaocheng said: "It's raining so hard outside, the road down the mountain is blocked, no one can walk. I guess we'll have to spend the night here tonight."

Jiang Ying took out the list that he hadn't had time to read carefully from his pocket, biting a cigarette to read it line by line, and saw a familiar name: Jiang Haiyi.

Jiang Haiyi also came to Zhou Jun's birthday banquet, but like Zhou Qingchu, he was killed successively...

"Which building does Zhou Jun live in?"

Jiang Ying asked suddenly.

Bian Xiaocheng reacted quickly, and immediately replied: "It's in the small building to the west of the lotus pond."

Jiang Ying: "Can I go in and out of that building?"

Bian Xiaocheng: "It doesn't seem to work. Zhou Jing also doesn't allow others to visit Zhou Jun, saying that the doctor told him to rest."

Jiang Ying scolded in a low voice: "Stay quiet."

Bian Xiaocheng put down the bread in his hand, turned to Jiang Ying and said, "But I know the code to enter that small building."

Jiang Ying cheered up: "How do you know?"

Bian Xiaocheng said: "I went to the kitchen to get bread just now, and I ran into the female nurse who greeted Zhou Jun. She forgot to bring her umbrella, so I sent her to the door. She didn't avoid me even after pressing the password, so I just spotted her .”

Jiang Ying curled his lips into a smile: "Then we should visit Mr. Zhou."

The alternation of day and night on the mountain happened in an instant, and the shower was still falling, pattering and falling on the bluestone ground, surrounded by the sound of rain, wind and leaves rustling, making the noise as if the whole valley was boiling.

Jiang Ying and Ye Chuyang held an umbrella, and Bian Xiaocheng held an umbrella by himself. They walked across the stone bridge under the thin light of street lamps in the rain, walked west along the path beside the lotus pond, walked into a bamboo forest, and found The small building built in the middle of the bamboo forest.

The two glass doors at the entrance are tightly closed, and there is a code disk next to it, and a camera hangs on the upper right corner of the door eaves.

Bian Xiaocheng stepped forward to enter the password, and after a few beeps, the glass door automatically retracted to the left and right.

Bian Xiaocheng: "Zhou Jun is in the room at the east end of the corridor on the second floor. Go in quickly, and I'll keep watch."

Jiang Ying handed him the umbrella, and walked into the building with Ye Chuyang quietly.

This is a very ordinary villa. The first floor is an empty and bright living room and kitchen. A spiral staircase leads to the second floor. There are subtle noises on the second floor.

As soon as I went up to the second floor, a woman in a nurse's uniform walked out of a room on the west side, and said to the inside, "Will you drink tea or fruit juice?"

While the man was talking, Jiang Ying pulled Ye Chuyang into a room with an open door, and waited until the man went downstairs before coming out of the room and heading straight to the end of the corridor.

There was only one room at the end of the corridor, the door was unlocked, and there was a scorched yellow light in the crack of the door.Jiang Ying entered the room after Ye Chuyang and locked the door.

The room was very large, a thin man in pajamas lay on the big bed of a hospital bed, and a whole set of medical equipment was installed beside the bed.

Ye Chuyang asked in a low voice: "Is he Zhou Jun?"

The last time Jiang Ying saw Zhou Jun was at an entrepreneur exchange meeting a year ago. At that time, Zhou Jun was nearly half a century old, but he left the impression that he was a handsome and middle-aged man, but at this time Zhou Jun was haggard and thin, like He had a serious illness that drained all his flesh and blood: Zhou Jun closed his eyes, his chest heaved weakly, and the corner of his left mouth turned up unnaturally, which really looked like a symptom of a stroke.

Jiang Ying looked at his face for a moment and then said, "Yes."

Ye Chuyang: "Why did Zhou Jing hide him here?"

Jiang Yingdao: "Zhou Jing also has too many problems, maybe he can tell us something."

Ye Chuyang: "You mean Zhou Jun?"

Jiang Ying walked to the head of the bed, groped for a while on the wall, and pressed some button, and the bed rose automatically like a hospital bed.

Zhou Jun, who was forced to sit up, also woke up, looking at the two uninvited guests who appeared in the room with dazed eyes.

Jiang Ying sat by the bed and said, "Old Zhou, do you still remember me?"

Zhou Jun tilted his head to one side, unable to move his head and neck, and could only turn his eyes to look at Jiang Ying with difficulty.

Jiang Yingdao: "I'm Jiang Ying, we met a year ago."

He waited for a while, but Zhou Jun remained silent. He suspected that Zhou Jun had lost his ability to speak, but he still asked, "I want to know what happened to you. You became like this, isn't it an accident, right?"

Like a withered mummy, Zhou Jun slowly rolled his eyes and looked away from Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying probed again: "Is it related to your son Zhou Jing?"

Zhou Jun was indifferent.

Jiang Ying: "Do you know that your daughter Zhou Qingchu is dead?"

Zhou Jun was indifferent.

When Jiang Ying asked Zhou Jun, Ye Chuyang stood at the end of the bed and looked at them, and suddenly found that Zhou Jun's empty eyes seemed to be staring at a certain place. Jun stared at a wall with several photos hanging on the wall.

Ye Chuyang walked to the wall, looked at the photos hanging on the wall, and said, "Jiang Ying."

Jiang Ying walked over and found the photos on the wall.

Ye Chuyang pointed to the one hanging at the bottom, and said, "Is this Jiang Haiyi and Zhou Jun?"

The people in the photo are indeed Jiang Haiyi and Zhou Jun. To be precise, they are Jiang Haiyi and Zhou Jun when they were young. At that time, Jiang Haiyi and Zhou Jun were only in their 30s, and they were still very young. The old Jiang Haiyi and Zhou Jun's charm.

But this is not just a group photo of Jiang Haiyi and Zhou Jun, but a group photo of four people. Jiang Haiyi and Zhou Jun are standing side by side in the back, with a boy standing in front of each other.

Jiang Ying recognized the boy standing in front of Jiang Haiyi, and said, "He's Jiang Xiang."

Ye Chuyang recognized Zhou Jingye, and said, "This is a photo of Jiang Haiyi and Zhou Jun's father and son."

The date is marked in the lower left corner of the photo: April 1997, 4.

Zhou Jing in 1997 was only ten years old, and Jiang Xiang in 1997 was only four years old.Jiang Haiyi and Zhou Jun took such a group photo with their young son, which seems to show the friendship between the two generations.

Jiang Yingdao: "I know that Zhou Jing is also close to Jiang Xiang, but I didn't know they were family friends."

There is another photo on top of this group photo, which is also a photo of two father and son groups.

Ye Chuyang asked: "Then who are they?"

This photo is very old, so old that the pixels are blurred, and it is still a black and white photo. The shooting date in the lower left corner is March 1976, 3.There are also two pairs of father and son. The father is in his prime, and the two boys are only eight or nine years old.

Jiang Ying suddenly took a step forward, pointed to the boy's ear on the right, and said, "There is a mole on his left ear."

Ye Chuyang was nearsighted and couldn't see clearly, so he simply gave up: "So?"

Jiang Ying looked back at Zhou Jun, and said in a deep voice, "Zhou Jun also has a mole in his left ear."

Ye Chuyang was stunned: "Is this boy Zhou Jingye's father?"

Jiang Ying moved his fingers to the face of the man holding Zhou Jun in his arms, and said, "Then he is Zhou Jun's father and Zhou Jingye's grandfather."

Ye Chuyang: "The other father and son are Jiang Xiang's father and grandfather?"

Jiang Yingdao: "Yes, this child has a hooked nose just like Jiang Haiyi."

Ye Chuyang was a little confused: "What does this mean? Jiang Haiyi and Zhou Jun have been friends for three generations?"

Jiang Ying frowned and looked carefully for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Dr. Ye, they took pictures with the same background."

According to Jiang Yingyi, Ye Chuyang discovered that the two photos were taken in the same place, and the background was a silver-painted arched iron door with a rectangular copper plate like the house number on the door. .

Ye Chuyang adjusted his glasses and tried his best to identify the characters on the copper plate: "There seems to be a word on it, what is written on it? Three... thirty?"

Jiang Yingdao: "No. 37."

Ye Chuyang was taken aback, feeling that this number was very familiar.

Jiang Ying turned to look at him, his eyes were deep and silent: "The last time we got a play leaflet at the entrance of the theater in Jiang Xiang's spiritual cabin, the show started on October 37st, and the name was Universe [-]."