Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Song Jianyu couldn't see what the top of the closet looked like, but he moved inwards along the half palm print on the edge, and soon his palm touched a hard object.

"There's a play!" The person holding the object with one finger stretched his arms inside and directly grabbed the edge of the object, dragging and lifting the whole thing.

The woman standing on the chair looked at the extra cowhide envelope in her palm, squatted down on the chair and opened the file bag.

There are quite a lot of things in this bag. After opening the top seal, Song Jianyu saw three memory cards, as well as some printed information photos or receipts, etc.

He poured out all the contents of the bag, and there was a faded red hairpin in the middle of the paper.

Song Jianyu took one of the memory cards and walked out the door.

Find a computer in the study next door, connect the memory card to the computer to view the photos inside.

Inside the card were more than a dozen videos and some MP3 recordings. Song Jianyu casually opened one and saw the picture inside and found that it was a private room of a hotel.

The camera was placed very low, there was only one long table in the empty private room, and in the distance was an old-style screen with birds singing and flowers scenting, and the sound of the door opening came in after a while.

The service staff brought the two guests into the room, ordered the dishes and left.

One of the two guests in the room was Bai Yun himself, and the other young woman, Song Jianyu, stared at the other's face, as if she had seen it in some movie, but couldn't remember the other's name.

He didn't pay attention to this detail, but watched as the two talking in the private room not only ordered food, but also ordered a bottle of red wine.

The two parties didn't drink for a long time when they heard a knock on the door next door. When the two were at a loss, someone pushed the door open and walked in from an angle that no one expected behind the screen of the room. Joined the dinner.

After Bai Yun had eaten with the two parties for most of the time, the mobile phone rang suddenly, she went out to answer the phone, and after a while, she pushed the door in and said that she was sorry and had something to leave.

Then she took her own things and left the private room, and the two people in the room who hadn't left continued to eat.

What happened next was similar to the evidence that Dong He gave to Song Jianyu. A few hours later, the victim staggered away from here, and an employee wearing a staff uniform walked into the private room and took away the hidden filming content. .

Song Jianyu opened every video and looked at it. There were a total of more than a dozen victims, all of whom were entertainers in the entertainment industry. He even saw two male victims in it.

Some of them had their names blurted out, others he needed to research online.

The years in which the videos were shot are also different, the earliest being ten years ago, and the latest being last month.

The three memory cards contained the transactions between Baiyun, He Dong, and He Dong's clients.

Song Jianyu sat in front of the computer looking at the evidence, thought for a while, took out Baiyun's mobile phone and logged into the most famous soybean paste group in the industry.

I originally wanted to register an account now, but I didn't expect to be able to log in automatically with my mobile phone number, and even this person has tickets to many groups related to the entertainment industry.

In an entertainment group with 70 netizens, he uploaded six chat records that he mosaiced.

He typed the name of the victim on the record, but he didn't change a single word of the transaction between the perpetrator and the murderer like Bai Yun, and everything was uploaded and then taken offline.

The person who finished all this went out with a brown paper bag, and Song Jianyu appeared at the door of the abandoned movie theater an hour later in Baiyun's body.

After crossing piles of ruins, he came to the broadcasting room on the second floor, opened the underside of the leather chair, took out his mobile phone hidden under it, and dialed the landline number of the office of the Criminal Investigation Brigade directly after turning it on.

This is the phone number he found on the Internet. Many of the victims in this case have been in the entertainment industry for many years.

Moreover, among the many murderers who conspired with Bai Yun, some of them were familiar faces that Song Jianyu occasionally saw in the local evening newspaper.

This kind of case requires Song Jianyu to leave the scene and Zhang San to come on stage so that he will not be ignored and concealed.

The landline in the Criminal Investigation Brigade's office rang, and Li Qin, who was sitting next to the computer and sorting out the files, answered the phone: "Hello, Criminal Investigation Brigade."

Song Jianyu stood on the second floor of the cinema and looked at the tall buildings in the distance. He held up his mobile phone and said, "Hello, I'm Zhang San."

There was a commotion on the other end of the phone, and Song Jianyu looked down at the cowhide document bag in the other hand: "Don't be nervous, I'm not here today to tell you who I killed again, or to tell you Which hostage I took, I just thought I missed you because I haven't contacted you for a long time, so I specially gave you a meeting gift, remember to pick up the courier when you get off work today."

After Li Qin heard that the other party was Zhang San, she immediately raised her hand to signal to everyone in the busy office to stop, and she slowly pressed the hands-free button on the phone.

He held his breath and waited for the other party to say the whole thing before opening his mouth: "Zhang San, you are beeping in this way..."

Song Jianyu hung up the phone, took out the phone card and broke it in half, returned to the leather sofa and put the new card purchased in the name of Baiyun into the phone, then turned off the phone and put it on the bottom, and took out the phone card hidden in the phone. Leftover stamps inside.

The person who did all of this left the movie theater without looking back, and threw the things with stamps in front of a sparsely populated mailbox.

In the criminal investigation brigade's office, Li Qin looked at the phone number that had been hung up, and told Zhou Jianming with certainty: "It's the phone number from last time! It's definitely Zhang San's organization calling."

Zhou Jianming was also a little puzzled when he heard Zhang San's words: "This organization disappeared for a while, why did it reappear? Go ask someone to check the nearest Jinjiang City Reporting Center, and see if there are any special cases."

"Captain, leave this to me to investigate!" Ye Cheng raised his hand to express that he could handle this matter.

"Then you go, remember to check all the police cases from the beginning of the month to the present, and don't miss any suspicious places. Let's work overtime today. Let's see what Zhang San sent over."

With the captain's words, all the people in the office didn't leave until after get off work, and the Bishui police station also didn't eat dinner and were waiting for the item to be sent to the criminal investigation team.

As soon as the postal staff entered the door, the police from the police station who were waiting at the front desk of the lobby ran over with their gloves on.

"This is a courier for the criminal investigation team, right?"

The postal staff looked at the picture of the police with gloves on their hands, and took a step back in a panic: "Yes, this person's address is for your Bishui Police Station, but he also said to forward it to the Criminal Investigation Brigade , but the brigade didn’t write their names.”

"That's right, that's our courier! Old acquaintance!"

When the policeman heard what was written on the item, he nodded again and again.

This is the routine of the man named Zhang San, who writes the same name every time, and then transfers it from them to the criminal investigation team.

I used to send them often, and the couriers were all familiar with the route and went straight to the Criminal Investigation Brigade. Unexpectedly, after a few months, Zhang San disappeared, and even the postal staff who delivered the courier to them were replaced by new people.

"Let's sign for the things, young man, you are also here to assist us in the investigation and help us to take a fingerprint here."

The traces on the kraft paper will be sent to the identification department for analysis. Before that, the fingerprints of the postal staff need to be removed from the scope of suspicion.

This document, which was under the nose of everyone, was sent to the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Zhou Jianming personally took it over, put on gloves, opened the heavy document bag, and took out every item hidden inside.

Everyone put on gloves and see what these things are.

On the cleaned table, Zhou Jianming took out those things one by one and arranged them neatly.

He himself was holding the printed chat record, and Joe and Joe each took a memory card to check the contents.

Li Qin took those receipts and went to check the companies and units that were opened.

Qin Shiguan temporarily went to the Western District Public Security Bureau, and when he returned to the team, he saw that the entire office was empty.

Instead, Zhou Jianming's voice came from the direction of the conference room, and when he put down his car keys and walked over to stand outside the door, he heard a meeting in progress inside.

He pushed open the back door and walked in, sat inside and listened for a while before he realized that Zhang San called this afternoon and sent something to their Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Qin Shiguan took the information in Li Qin's hand and flipped through it, and unexpectedly found that it was the evidence that the popular little flower Baiyun committed a crime.

"Zhang San sent you evidence of Bai Yun's crime?"

Why does this sound so strange?Isn't Baiyun being possessed by Song Jianyu?How could he be involved with Zhang San?

Hearing his voice, Li Qin turned to look at the colleague who had just rushed back beside him, and suddenly remembered that he still had Baiyun's private phone number.

Immediately, I didn't know how to explain it. After thinking for a long time, I came out slowly: "Brother Qin, since you came to work in our bureau, in fact, several single colleagues have asked me about your situation. It's not worthy of your liking, you don't even know how terrible this woman is, as a woman, she actually assists others to persecute other women, it's not a thing!"

Qin Shiguan was confused: "?? When did I say I like Baiyun?"

"But you just went to open the door that day, and you exchanged phone numbers in such a short time, and..."

Li Qin looked up at his colleagues around, and after making sure that no one had noticed the conversation between the two of them, he covered his mouth and said in a low voice: "Actually, I sat next to you that day, and I saw you many times. I've been staring at Miss Baiyun opposite, watching non-stop."

Qin Shiguan: "..."

He was watching Song Jianyu being harassed, and he wanted to find an opportunity to get the other party to return his body to Bai Yun, so he didn't want to get involved without evidence.

In the end, he was misunderstood that he had thoughts about Bai Yun.

After calming down, Police Officer Qin said mercilessly, "I only have the case in my heart, and I'm not interested in anyone. Let's talk about Zhang San's case today."

Seeing his cold expression, Li Qin didn't dare to continue, and quickly adjusted her state with a secret cough and told him about the connection between Zhang San and this case.

Song Jianyu at the other end entered the bus stop on the way, unlocked Baiyun's mobile phone screen lock setting and threw it directly into the trash can, and then got on the bus alone and sat in the back corner. On the car window, return the body to Bai Yun.

Bai Yun was woken up by the noise on the bus, and when she opened her eyes, a driver in bus uniform stood in front of her and waved at her: "Miss, we have reached the terminal, it's time to get off the bus .”