Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

The boy raised his head and looked at him fixedly. After a few seconds, the boy stretched out his slender arms and pointed at the woman in the fish tank, "What should she do?"

Song Zongming raised his head, looked at Qin Lan who was carefully looking in their direction in the fish tank, and pretended to be calm: "Let it go, anyway, we have already killed so many people, enough is enough."

Hearing this, the young man lowered his head to look at the dried blood in the crevices of his fingers, which was the blood left from the fish he killed before.

A man who forced him to kill someone, suddenly told him that he would turn himself in to the police, Ah Gou felt that the other party wanted to play some tricks, so he calmly agreed with him, "Okay."

After Song Zongming convinced the other party, he happily bent down and picked up the boy squatting on the ground, "Son is awesome! Let's get out of here!"

The teenager who was carried on his shoulders had a calm attitude throughout the whole process: "Put her here first and let the police come to rescue her, okay?"

"Okay, but we have to tell the police the detailed location, what is the name of this place? I kind of forgot, son, do you remember?"

"Remember, this is Niutoushan Reservoir."

After Song Zongming wrote down the location, he held the boy on his shoulders and pushed open the small wooden door to go out. He saw that their island was surrounded by water.

The closest distance to the shore is also 50 meters away.

He glanced around. There were no boats or other means of transportation. He estimated that the three of them came to this place by swimming.

Song Zongming put down the young man on his shoulders, took off the sneakers on his feet, tied the two shoelaces into a knot, hung them around his neck, rolled up his trousers and sleeves, and jumped into the water go down.

He swam back and forth in the water twice, and after making sure that he was swimming well, he returned to the cabin and looked at the boy in black, "Son, come down too."

The boy in black looked at his flexible posture in the water, and a dark light flashed in his black eyes without emotional fluctuations: "Dad, have you forgotten that I don't know how to swim?"

Song Zongming: "..."

Ten minutes later, Song Zongming held the boy in his arms and swam towards the shore with difficulty.

The young man looked to be in his early ten years old, and his arms were long and thin, but Song Zongming's own swimming skills were only average, so if he wanted to swim to the shore with a boy who weighed about seventy or eighty kilograms, he would still be exhausted. no.

After arriving at the shore, he carried the boy ashore, climbed up in a panic, sat on the shore and rested for a few minutes before recovering.

"Come on, let's go to the police."

After resting enough, Song Zongming got up, grabbed the boy's arm and walked out on the dirt road.

This is the Niutoushan Reservoir, which is a deserted place on weekdays, not to mention that the sun is about to set, and only the footsteps of father and son can be heard around.

Song Zongming fell asleep in the school library, and it was still afternoon.

Now that the sun was setting, he took the young man in his hand and walked along the dirt road. After walking for almost an hour, he finally reached the avenue.

On the empty road, there are no buses or taxis passing by, let alone any telephone booths.

The clothes on Song Zongming's body had been dried by the wind. He searched all over his body, but he didn't find any useful identification, nor did he have a phone number.

The boy led by him didn't even say a word, and followed him quietly on the road the whole time.

Song Zongming lowered his head, and could see the other party's pale lips and the hot sweat constantly coming out of his forehead.

"Ah!" He forgot that the other party was not yet an adult, but he followed him all the way to the present, even his legs were exhausted, let alone this child.

"Son, Dad will carry you." Song Zongming suddenly stopped, squatted on the road, and signaled the boy to jump up.

The boy in black stood silently on the edge of the road, looking at his sweat-drenched back in front of him, a smile appeared on his expressionless face.

That smile appeared very briefly, as if it had never appeared before.

Song Zongming, who was half squatting on the ground, felt his back sinking, and the half-grown boy had already jumped on his back. He quickly hugged the person on his back with both hands, and continued to walk forward with heavy steps.

Walking and walking, Song Zongming was panting tiredly, thinking in his heart what would he say if he saw the police for a while?

He did it all by himself. This child probably lives with his father all year round, and he may have never been to school, so he doesn't know the difference between good and evil, and he doesn't know that what they are doing now is illegal.

At that time, he told the police that he sat down alone. This child doesn't know anything, and he doesn't know where his mother is?

If there are no relatives, children of this age should be sent to an orphanage, and with the help of social people, they can start a new life again.

All the way he walked, he was thinking about these messy things all the way to divert his increasingly strenuous steps. The road under his feet was like a track with no end.

The teenager lying on his shoulders heard the increasingly heavy breathing in his ears, and looked up at the road less than 100 meters away from them.

There is a trap covered with straw.

The trap is very deep, and it is difficult for adults with poor physical strength to climb up.

It was a trap that he dug out with his own hands yesterday and the father who was carrying him behind him, and then made it with his own hands.

"You're not my father, are you?" Song Zongming heard a voice coming from his ear ten meters away from the trap.

Song Zongming was shocked. Before he could figure out how to explain, a pair of small hands went around his neck, and his small head rubbed against his shoulders: "It would be great if you were my father..."

Song Zongming, who is still a student himself, has thought about what kind of child they will have after marrying his girlfriend in the future.

When the time comes, what kind of life will a family of three or four live?

But he never thought that he would be someone else's father so early.

The man standing on the wide road turned upside down with the boy on his back, and said with a smile, "If you want, I can be your father."

The boy didn't speak, but looked at the trap that was getting closer and closer, and said in a cold tone in a corner that Song Zongming couldn't see: "Father, if I was in danger, would you come to save me?"

"Of course!" Song Zongming replied without thinking.

When one of his feet stepped into the trap, the parallel images became sky-shattering and the world in front of him became dark. Before Song Zongming heard the voice calling his father in his ear, and the huge pit suddenly appeared under his feet With excruciating pain.

In the Yunda library, countless students who were reading their homework heard a sudden loud noise from a corner of the library.

It was the sound of chairs being knocked down, and the sound of hurried footsteps.

Song Zongming woke up from the dream, and rushed out of the school gate without looking back when he thought of the scene in the dream.

At the door, he saw his classmate, who was chatting with a girl on a motorcycle. Song Zongming rushed over and pulled him away and got on the motorcycle.

"Fu Bo, lend me your car and I'll return it to you later!"

After Song Zongming finished speaking, he drove the motorcycle out, and the five characters of Niutoushan Reservoir echoed in his mind.

"Hey! Song Zongming! My car!" Fu Bo looked at his motorcycle that was driven away in a daze, and then at the girl who was also dumbfounded in front of him, "Go! Why is this guy crazy today!"

When the car drove all the way to the Niutoushan Reservoir, Song Zongming looked at the huge trap on the road, and the pain from the moment he fell, made him very sure that the person's body must be injured.

But now people are not below.

The trap seemed to be two meters high. After Song Zongming lay down on the ground and saw that there was nothing left below, he looked up and saw the last ray of the setting sun in the distance, and then slowly sank to the ground.

"Oops, my phone is still in the library!"

Song Zongming got up from the ground and wanted to call the police. After feeling all over his body, he remembered that he was anxious to come out of the library. He came out without taking his mobile phone.

The motorcycle was parked by the side of the road. Song Zongming glanced at the direction he came from, and then looked in the direction of the Niutoushan Reservoir behind him.

Should I call the police first when I go back, or should I rescue the person in the fish tank while the murderer was injured?

The people on the side of the road only hesitated for a second before rushing towards the Niutoushan Reservoir.

It is important to save people first.

The motorcycle rushed towards the reservoir without hesitation, and reached a distance of 50 meters from the lake. Song Zongming drove the motorcycle to the grass at half a person's height and hid it, then slipped quietly to the river alone. There is no light.

The cabin in the middle of the lake was also pitch black, and Song Zongming swam there silently under the water and landed there.

When he pushed the door open, he heard the sound of water in the fish tank in the corner.

Qin Lan stayed in the fish tank all afternoon, and the father and son never came back after they left. Her hands and feet were all immobilized, and she was carefully biting the rope around her wrist with her teeth this afternoon.

Whenever she heard some movement coming from outside, she put her hands in her arms and shrank her body slightly to block her wrists.

When the sun was setting, the rope on Qin Lan's wrist was bitten by her, leaving only the last trace of pulling force, and she could break free with a little more force. At this moment, she heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

The man came from the darkness and groped to find the location of the fish tank.

"Qin Lan?"

A voice different from that of the father and son came from the mouth in the darkness.

Qin Lan has been alone in the dark for a long time, and she has adapted to this dark environment, so she can vaguely see that the other party is a young man.

And he was a young man who knew his name.

"Qin Lan, are you there? I came to rescue you. The father and son were injured. I came here while they were away. Let's leave here first."

Song Zongming only saw one person sitting in the fish tank, but the other person's silence made him a little nervous.

"who are you?"

Quietly, Qin Lan broke free from the rope around her wrist, and grabbed a carp, ready to throw it if something went wrong.

"I..." Song Zongming couldn't explain that he met her in his dream, but he thought of what Qin Lan had said to him in the factory.

"I'm a private detective. It's your brother who begged me to find you. Let's go!"

"It's Qin Shiguan! Did Qin Shiguan ask you to come?" Hearing his brother, Qin Lan sat up straight from the fish tank excitedly.

"That's right, it was Qin Shiguan who asked me to come. During the past few days when you were missing, your brother kept crying. I came to look for you because of his crying. Let's get out of here quickly."

"My feet are tied and I can't walk." Qin Lan was also trying to untie the rope on his ankle while speaking.

Song Zongming stepped into the fish tank to help. When he untied the rope and helped the person out of the cabin, he didn't forget to ask the other person "Can you swim?"

"I won't. They put me here in a fishing boat when I came here."

This is also the reason why they dared to leave Qin Lan here alone. This is the outskirts of the country, separated by a huge lake, Qin Lan can't swim and there is no way to leave alone.

Song Zongming returned to the cabin again, took out the bucket containing the fish, stuffed it into Qin Lan's arms and dragged him into the water.

"You hold it, I pull the bucket, don't make a sound, pinch my arm if you have any problems."

It was so dark here that you couldn't see anything, and you didn't know where the father and son were hiding. Song Zongming dragged Qin Lan into the water with a bucket, and swam in the direction of the motorcycle according to the direction he remembered.

When they swam ashore, they quickly found Song Zongming's motorcycle parked in the grass.

Song Zongming started the motorcycle, and when the car drove up the road, Qin Lan looked back at the reservoir that was gradually moving away behind him.

Unbelievable, they escaped from that place smoothly.

"There's someone ahead."

Song Zongming turned on the night light of the motorcycle, and under the illumination of the night light, there was a person lying on the ground blocking their way.

As soon as Qin Lan turned her head, she saw that Song Zongming had parked the car, got out of the car and walked towards the passer-by whose life or death was unknown.

In the grass at half a person's height in the distance, a middle-aged man with a huge golden dragon and steel printed on his back raised the anesthesia cabin in his hand with a cigarette in his mouth, and pointed it at the squatting young man.

"Pfft..." After a slight sound, Qin Lan saw the young man who rescued her fall down. The person sitting on the motorcycle suddenly thought of something, trembling, twisted the key quickly and stepped on it. down.

At the same time as the motorcycle rushed out, another subtle sound of the wooden warehouse also sounded.

The anesthesia that can fascinate elephants made the people on the motorcycle lose control and fell out. Before closing his eyes, Qin Lan saw the boy lying in the middle of the road get up from the ground and kicked the fallen boy. Song Zongming.

Even Song Zongming himself couldn't explain what happened next.

On the same day, someone called the police and discovered the trace of the murderer of 863. When Shi Hongwei followed Master to the scene, he saw the unrecognizable female body. After the autopsy report and identity verification.

The No.7 victim was Qin Lan who had been missing for a week. The fingerprints and DNA extracted from her all pointed to Song Zongming, who called the police for the first time.

Song Zongming woke up alone in the wilderness. When he woke up, there was no one around him, no Qin Lan, no motorcycle, and no father and son brothers.

When he stumbled and covered his injured head and walked along the road, when he walked out of the suburbs, he was rushed over by the police who received the alarm call and surrounded him.

In the Shikumen visiting room, Song Jianyu looked at the other person's face ten times older than normal, and asked him the last question.

"Did you dream of that person all these years?"