Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

He chased all the way, followed the tail of the team, pretending that he and them were also a team of workers.

The last middle-aged man in front of him who was smoking while walking heard the footsteps and turned his head to look at him in surprise.

"Who are you?"

"Uncle, you can just call me Xiaoming. Foreman Li introduced me when he heard that I was looking for a part-time job. He said that today he will knock out all the underground darkrooms of the villa. It is Qingxiu Villa, right?" Song Jianyu pretended With an innocent look on his face.

Jian Youfu looked him up and down, especially that young and immature face, and took a deep breath: "I'm going to knock on the basement, but I don't know the Foreman Li you mentioned, which construction team do you belong to?"

Song Jianyu had a flattering smile on his face: "I'm still in school. I didn't join the construction team. I just wanted to work part-time to earn some tuition and living expenses. That's why I was introduced to do a part-time job. Don't look at me like this! In fact, I am very strong Yes! Really!!"

The conversation between the two was heard by the workers in the front row, and when they turned around, they saw a schoolboy raising his arms, discussing with Jian Youfu nervously about getting a part-time job.

Everyone immediately laughed.

"How much strength can you have as a student child? After you go in for a while, just follow us and pick up things."

"Thank you, uncles! I will definitely not hold you back!" Song Jianyu raised his hand to promise.

A group of construction teams were summoned temporarily, all of them were in their 50s and [-]s, and every family had children who were also studying. Seeing Song Jianyu doing this kind of work for tuition and living expenses, they all took an attitude towards their own children.

After they got to Qingxiu Villa and were stopped, the security guards quickly connected to the inside of the villa, and everyone wrote down their names and phone numbers in the registration book.

Song Jianyu wrote a fake name and made up a fake number in the registration book, lowered his head all the way to avoid the surveillance cameras, and followed the construction team into the villa.

Soon the team of 16 people entered the villa he had seen in his dream, and a young man in a suit was waiting for their arrival at the door.

"Everyone hand in their mobile phones, and they will be returned to you after you leave. Taking pictures is not allowed here."

Song Jianyu stood at the back of the line and saw a truck parked on the grass. It looked like it was going to be loaded with construction waste for a while. He wrote down the license plate number and secretly sent it to the person who was constantly asking him for text messages. reporter.

"Keep an eye on this truck, there will be evidence of Wang Qiqi on it."

After sending the text message, Song Jianyu directly turned off the phone, followed the team and put his mobile phone into the cardboard box prepared in advance.

On the other end of the phone was Yu Xian, a reporter from Jinjiang Daily. As the phone number published in the newspaper, he had a special mobile phone to receive reports and complaints from the masses.

Every morning, noon and evening, interns would print out all the text messages they received by category, and use them as the topics of the day for intern reporters to discuss and select useful information, and then go for interviews and investigations.

When Song Jianyu sent the first message, it was the intern who was counting all the text messages received in the morning. After seeing this message, he jumped up on the spot.

Holding the phone, he ran straight to Yu Xian, and excitedly smashed the screen of the phone to his face: "Boss! Boss! Read this message quickly!"

The three words Shen Yutang are the most popular topic figures in Jinjiang City in the past three days.

The discussion post about whether he killed Wang Qiqi has already gained more than 2000 million views. Media reporters in the entire Jinjiang City are looking for clues, wanting to be the first to dig out the truth.

Yu Xian glanced at the text message, and issued a series of orders without changing the expression on his face.

"Call the other party to ask if there are more detailed revelations, and ask him if he has any other evidence in his hand. We can increase the disclosure fee."

Every newspaper and magazine has a special fund to provide breaking news expenses for these enthusiastic people.

"I'm going to call right now."

It was the first time for an intern to catch up with such a hot topic, so he eagerly held his mobile phone to make a call.

Yu Xian, who was sitting at the desk, took out his mobile phone, and made a call out familiarly.

After three beeps, the call was connected on the other end of the phone.

"Brother Ming, it's me, Yu Xian, who wants to ask you something. Is there anyone with the surname Shen among the heads of Qingxiu Villa?"

"Yes? Thank you, Brother Ming. I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Yu Xian hung up the phone, took out the sticky note on the table and wrote down the words Qingxiu Villa.

As journalists, they often rely on various informants to provide clues on weekdays. Therefore, after a long time, some news can tell at a glance whether the other party is lying or exaggerating, or has not added a true description.

The text message just now had no beginning or end, but reporter Yu Xian's intuition told him that the content of this message was true.

When the villas of Qingxiu Villa were first launched, the price of each villa was more than [-] million yuan. With Shen Yutang's capital, he still couldn't afford such a house.

So the first list that popped up in Yu Xian's mind was Shen Jiaqing, Shen Yutang's father.

Sure enough, there was a Shen family's house in Qingxiu Villa, and this house must be under Shen Jiaqing's name.

That's why he fell through the cracks of the police.

"Boss! That person has not answered the phone."

The intern ran over again with the mobile phone in his hand. The mobile phone in his hand vibrated a few times after speaking. The intern turned on the screen of the mobile phone, and a new message popped up on the top.

"Boss, this guy is texting again, huh? He gave us a truck license plate number."

Yu Xian took the phone over, glanced at the entire content of the text message, and at the same time remembered the string of license plate numbers.

"Bring the machine, you and I will go to Qingxiu Villa now."

The opportunity was fleeting, Yu Xian took his daily video camera, went to the equipment room to get a lapel mini camera, clipped it to his collar, and left the news building.

On the way, they called the whistleblower who sent the message, but found that the other party had turned off his phone.

"Boss, the other party has turned off the phone."

Holding the mobile phone, the intern looked at the passing road ahead and asked in bewilderment: "This person is so strange. I just mentioned the breaking news fee to him in a text message of 500 yuan, but he ignored me and called me." He didn't answer any of his calls, and after sending that text message just now, he seemed to shut down the phone directly."

"This is normal. Many informants just want to make money and don't want to cause trouble. Our purpose is to find out the truth based on clues, rather than putting the cart before the horse to investigate the informant's information."

Yu Xian drove the car and took the people to Qingxiu Villa quickly. Instead of going up the mountain, they parked the car at the foot of the mountain and asked the interns to take off their clothes.

Cosine prepared multiple sets of clothes for different occasions in the trunk, and he took out a black leather jacket with various sequins on the upper body and handed it to the intern.

After asking the other party to change his outfit, he used a hair mask to help him scratch his hair.

Then the two pretended to be Internet celebrity models and checked in to take pictures.

The two took pictures around the perimeter of the villa, and then walked up the hill slowly. When they reached the gate where the security guard was waiting, Yu Xian pretended not to see the security guard, and asked the interns to pose in various poses.

After seeing this scene, the security guards in the security booth ran out to chase people away.

"We'll just take a few photos if we don't enter the community. Uncle, how much does it cost you to be a security guard here for a month? The salary here should be very high."

Yu Xian pretended to take a few more photos, and took out the Zhonghua cigarettes he carried with him to ask the security guard to smoke and chat.

They were investigating clues outside, and Song Jianyu was working seriously in the villa.

After handing over the mobile phones, they entered the interior of the villa from the underground garage, and Song Jianyu realized that the house was only two floors above the ground, but there were actually three floors underground.

This time they came to dismantle the dark room on the second basement floor, and the door that he couldn't find was actually a device made into an invisible door.

It takes a lot of pushing to be able to push it away.

Last time in the dream, Song Jianyu thought there was a mechanism hidden here, so he carefully touched all the corners with his fingers, but he didn't expect that it could be opened as long as he pushed hard.

When the door was pushed open, Song Jianyu pushed aside all the uncles and stood at the front.

A group of uncles also said that he was very motivated today.

After the door was opened, all the layout of the room was as clear as what Song Jianyu saw in his dream, even the bedding was not changed.

Only the body lying on the bed was gone.

Song Jianyu was the first to step in, walked up to the big bed and pretended not to understand, "Do you also throw away all the things on this bed?"

The nanny at the door was an aunt in her 50s. After opening the door for them, she stood at the door herself, not daring to step in.

Seeing the direction of Song Jianyu's fingers, he nodded quickly and drew a circle in the room with his fingers.

"You take out all these things and throw them away. The closets are also smashed and smashed. All the clothes inside are thrown away. The walls have to be knocked down. The family needs to build a new library here. There is not enough space, so I destroyed it. Nanny's room."

Before she finished speaking, Song Jianyu had already put on the disposable gloves that the construction team gave him, grabbed the pillows, quilts and other items on the bed, hugged her arms full, and walked towards the door, asking as she walked, "Yes Straight to the truck?"

"Yes, throw them all on the truck, and they will all be destroyed."

When Song Jianyu walked towards her, the nanny couldn't help but took a step back, away from the bedding.

Song Jianyu carried those things openly and walked to the truck outside the villa.

On the grass, there were security guards, housekeepers, and drivers, all of whom were watching his every move. The man who was holding a bag of things calmly threw those things onto the truck.

Afterwards, he didn't make any strange moves during the whole process. He followed a group of uncles sweating and dismantled the entire dark room.

Only when throwing garbage on the truck, Song Jianyu was the first to take the lead, rushing to the front and jumping on the truck, catching the garbage, and throwing the garbage in the truck.

Sixteen people demolished a room, and all of them called it a day in less than an hour.

When leaving the villa, the person at the door brought the cardboard box containing the mobile phone. Song Jianyu, who was covered in dust, took out the mobile phone from the box. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the truck had been started by the driver and drove out.

A group of their construction team followed far behind and arrived at the gate of the villa complex. After the truck was released, Song Jianyu saw a man with a camera hanging around his neck, and took several photos of the truck.

He took out a mask from his backpack and put it on to cover his face, then turned on his phone and sent a text message again.

Among the two people taking pictures at the entrance of Qingxiu Villa, one of them immediately took out the vibrating mobile phone in his pocket.

Then he quickly leaned head to head with another person, and Yu Xian, who read the text message, immediately looked at the group of dusty construction teams.

Song Jianyu slowed down and walked at the back. When the camera pointed at their construction team, he squatted down and lowered his head, pretending to be tying his shoelaces.

Fortunately, the other party looked away after only one glance, and went straight down the mountain to follow the truck.

The text message sent by Song Jianyu just now read: "The place where Wang Qiqi last appeared before his death has been demolished, and everything is on that truck, including bedding, pillows and other items."

When he walked out with those things in his arms, he saw a few long hairs on the pillow, so every time he climbed into the truck, he would put the items that might have Wang Qiqi's hair or touched them in the corner, and try to keep them as safe as possible.

As long as the reporter stopped the vehicle before the things were destroyed, there would be an additional possibility of having evidence.

At the foot of the mountain, Song Jianyu, whose pseudonym was Xiaoming, also bid farewell to the construction team. Looking at the deserted streets, the people who took out their mobile phones and prepared to take a taxi heard the sound of police sirens in the distance.

The person whose feet were moving faster than his brain, when he came back to his senses, he had already hid behind the big tree covering the sky in the distance.

100 meters ahead, a police car went straight up the mountain without stopping at all, heading straight for Qingxiu Villa.

After confirming that the police car had gone up the hill, Song Jianyu poked his head out from behind the tree and left the scene quickly.

When I got home, I took advantage of Song’s mother’s absence to clean up the dust on my body, and the person who put on clean clothes fell on his small bed and hugged the pillow and prayed: “Bodhisattva bless this time, the police can find the truck. evidence of!"

That night, Song Jianyu was sleeping in his second bedroom. After turning over and opening his eyes, he found himself sitting in the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau.

The square room, the overhead surveillance, and even the two uniformed policemen sitting face to face are familiar.

It was the two policemen he met when he was locked up in the interrogation room last time because of the Nianhua community case.

"Shen Yutang, according to our investigation, we have obtained all the evidence of your crime. You never thought that there are still evidences left by Wang Qiqi in the villa of Qingxiu Villa! You think we can't find it if you ask someone to demolish it. Have you found the truth!" Ye Cheng lifted up the evidence bag in his hand to let the other party see clearly what's inside.

It was the ashes taken out of the barbecue pit on the lawn of the villa. It is still being tested, but the result has not come out.At present, it is just to deceive Shen Yutang.

Song Jianyu looked at the dark evidence bag, rolled his eyes and acted in shock three times on the spot: "Impossible! How did you find the evidence so quickly?" But he was thinking in his heart, you didn't find the truck?Didn't the reporter notify you?

Then the others couldn't leave, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to play Shen Yutang himself, explaining all the crimes he knew to the police.

He didn't know how Shen Yutang killed Wang Qiqi, so he could only say that he strangled him to death, put him in the basement and took a video, and destroyed other evidence and so on.

He explained everything he knew honestly, and when he didn't explain clearly, he didn't know anything.

At the same time, inside the criminal investigation brigade, Yu Xian walked out of the chief's office with a smile on his intern's face.

Today they chased the truck all the way, and when they arrived at the destruction site, they gave the driver 300 yuan to take advantage of the idea of ​​buying second-hand furniture, and asked them to get on the truck to dig out the second-hand items. Soon they found Song from the layout of the truck. Evidence hidden by Jianyu.

The whole process was photographed and videotaped, from the Qingxiu Villa all the way to the garbage disposal plant, to the discovery of evidence, every picture is clear and cannot be faked.

Relying on these evidences and the content of the photos taken, Yu Xian successfully obtained an exclusive report on the case report. Next, he will follow up and report the progress of Shen Yutang's murder case until he sends the other party to prison.

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Song Jianyu: Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.