Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Coming out of the cemetery, Song Jianyu was invited to the Second Criminal Investigation Team of the Public Security Bureau for interrogation.

The police car stopped in front of the steps of the Public Security Bureau, and the people sitting in the back got out of the car and saw someone on the steps standing on the phone.

After their eyes met in mid-air for a second, Song Jianyu silently followed the criminal investigation team two to the interrogation room.

Qin Shiguan looked at the man's silent back. He didn't hear or remember anything the person on the phone said.

I learned from the staff of the second team that after Song Jianyu woke up, no one responded to the text messages sent by Qin Shiguan, thinking that he just woke up and there should be a lot of checks to be done, and the death of Song Zongming also needs time to digest, so there is no answer. disturb each other.

In the interrogation room No. [-] of the second team, two unfamiliar police officers appeared in the interrogation room.

"Song Jianyu, where did this knife come from?"

Song Jianyu looked at the shiny fruit knife, "I took it from the house of the person who kidnapped me."

The two criminal policemen looked at each other, "Who is the person who kidnapped you? Do you remember what he looked like?"

"Remember, Jiang Xun kidnapped me."

"We found that there were many bloodstains on this knife. Did you have a conflict with this blood? How many people kidnapped you? How did you escape from the kidnappers?"

"They wanted to kill me. I also hurt them after I resisted. In addition to Jiang Xun who took me away from the underground garage, Jiang Xun's younger brother Jiang Wu, and the real culprit of the 863 case."

Having said that, Song Jianyu paused for a while, and then spoke again under the watchful eyes of the two criminal policemen, "I escaped and entered a farmland, Jiang Wu shot me and asked me to go back with him, in order to relax I agreed to his request, and then stabbed him with the fruit knife when he came over, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up, so I took the opportunity to escape."

The eyes of the two criminal police who interrogated him brightened, "Where did you stab Jiang Wu?"

"abdomen."

"Do you remember the exact location of the abdomen?"

Song Jianyu recalled the situation at that time and shook his head: "I don't remember clearly. I didn't pay attention to where I stabbed. He was standing in front of me at that time. I took out the fruit knife."

A criminal policeman stood up on the spot, rolled up the notebook on the table, walked up to Song Jianyu and motioned him to stand up.

"Come on, this notebook is now the fruit knife. Do what you did back then."

Song Jianyu held the notebook that he handed over, and simulated the scenes at that time several times according to the requirements of the police.

"Very well, you did a great job."

The criminal policeman remembered the position where the other party swung the knife just now, returned to his seat and continued to ask: "We found a lot of muscle relaxants and anesthetics in your blood, do you remember how many injections they gave you in total? Or did you hear what they were talking about, anything."

"No, I spent very little time awake. After being brought into Jiang Xun's home, I only saw Jiang Wu when I woke up for the first time. When I woke up for the second time, I was sent to the real murderer of 863. Other than that I don't know anything."

The interrogation lasted an hour and a half before it ended.

Song Jianyu was holding the disposable hot water cup that the policewoman had brought over just now, and stood at the door of the second criminal investigation team holding the paper cup silently.

"Here, please eat."

A lollipop was handed to him over a white teacup.

Song Jianyu raised his head and looked at the person coming.

Ye Cheng stuffed the lollipop into his palm and stood side by side with him, "I don't know how to comfort others, but I promise you that as long as I, Ye Cheng, am a policeman, I will definitely help you Catch those bad guys."

Song Jianyu opened the lollipop and said in a flat tone, "I heard that your entire first team was withdrawn from the case because of violation investigations. How do you arrest it?"

"Uh..." Because of the violation of the rules by all members, their team has been dealing with various trivial cases recently, and if they want to ask a question about Song Jianyu's case, they will be glared at.

Don't talk about checking, you can't even ask.

Ye Cheng became dumb for a while.

"Thank you for the lollipop."

Song Jianyu twitched the corners of his mouth and strode home.

The guards watching him from three meters behind him immediately followed him.

Song Jianyu didn't choose to go back in a police car. He saw a bus on the side of the road and walked up. He paid the fare for three people and found a corner seat on it.

Two detectives sat in front of him and behind him.

The bus passed a bus stop in front of a school, and Song Jianyu saw a young man reading a book on the platform.

Just when the bus came to a stop, the young man who was reading closed his books, put on his schoolbag and stepped onto the bus.

Zhou Yichen swiped his student card, walked to the back row and saw a young man in the corner watching him silently.

By accident, he carried his schoolbag and walked to the seat next to the other party and sat down.

Song Jianyu looked at the cover of the book "The Outsider" in his hand, the famous work of the French writer Camus.

"Is this book good?" Song Jianyu asked.

Zhou Yichen raised his eyebrows, raised the book in his hand and turned to look at the young man inside: "I just read the beginning of one, and it's not bad. What about you?"

"not too good."

This answer made the boy holding the book ponder for a few seconds, "Do you need help?"

The two detectives sitting one behind the other pricked up their ears, and stared vigilantly at the students in middle school uniforms from the corner of their eyes.

The person sitting by the window raised his hand and rubbed the other person's head: "Student, you can't help me. How is your study?"

"It's okay, stable first in the whole school." The middle school student who usually doesn't like to be touched by others, let that hand rest on his head for a few seconds, looked at the other's dejected appearance, and said seriously: "Although I can't help you Nothing, but I can be a quiet listener if you want."

Song Jianyu turned his head, looked at the passing road outside the bus, and said calmly, "Do you ever regret being rescued?"

This question made Zhou Yichen think carefully for 30 seconds before answering him: "Probably not, I am very satisfied with my life now, and what I thought was impossible has become possible, so I am very grateful and do not regret it. You regret saving me. Has anyone else?"

The person in the corner of the back row of the bus by the window sat there quietly without saying a word. It was so long that Zhou Yichen thought that the other party would not answer, then he heard that murmur, "I regret it."

Regret that I went back to the past to change everything about Jiang Xun.

If he hadn't replaced the ceramic angel at that time, wouldn't everything in front of him not have happened.

His change, not only did not change Jiang Xun's fate, but even added Jiang Wu who helped the evildoers in the world. He didn't even have the chance to see Song Zongming's last scene before his death.

"Because he did something that made you feel bad?"

Zhou Yichen recognized this person when the other party just opened his mouth, because he was occupied by the passing ghost, thinking that every time the passing ghost appeared, it seemed to be helping people.

After thinking about it, he continued without waiting for the other party to open his mouth: "If he does something that makes you sad, we will not save him next time. Anyway, when you saved the other party for the first time, it was in return for kindness. The world will never change. No one knows what will happen in the next second.

Is it because the world will be destroyed in the next second, so now there is an old lady lying in the middle of the road, will this bus not stop? "

This metaphor made Song Jianyu twitch his lips: "Of course not."

"So the driver will stop, even if the next second is the end of the world. Because we only need to be responsible for what happens at this moment. What happens in the next second is the next second. It is enough for us to have a clear conscience in this second." , did you regret the moment you saved him?"

Song Jianyu tilted his head and thought for a while, then said affirmatively, "No."

At least at the moment when he changed the ceramic angel, he sincerely hoped that the boy's life would not be ruined by it.

"Then you don't have to worry about it. It doesn't matter what he looks like later on." The top student in the next grade shook his head gracefully.

"Ah! My house is here." Zhou Yichen saw the bus stop that was about to arrive in front of him, and the young man with his schoolbag tilted his head and looked at the young man beside him, "There is a very delicious milk tea shop nearby, super cheap but very clean and delicious , can I ask you?"

"Will you cry if I don't go?"

Zhou Yichen frowned, and spread his palms in embarrassment: "If you must do this, I can secretly find a place where no one is around, and cry for you alone." For the sake of their being friends, he can Try crying and watching.

The two got off the car at the platform ahead, and walked together to the delicious and cheap milk tea shop.

The two criminal policemen who also got off the car behind them were now full of question marks and fog, and followed them to the milk tea shop with a blank expression on their faces.

The store is very small, with only a 1.4-meter-wide countertop across the door.

Song Jianyu stood at the door of the shop, watching Zhou Yichen skillfully ordered two cups of pearl milk tea with whole sugar and room temperature.

"Eating too much sugar is actually not very friendly to the human body, but I think today's sunset is very suitable for drinking full-sugar milk tea, do you have any objections?" The person in school uniform standing at the door of the milk tea shop was full of nonsense. .

Song Jianyu nodded helplessly: "Okay, for your sunset." It's not good to drink whole candy after you've already ordered. You wanted to ask me before ordering?

The milk tea shop is very clean. Standing here, you can see that the internal operating table is very clean. Every time a milk tea is made, the utensils will be cleaned again.

Five minutes later, Song Jianyu was holding the cup of milk tea with full sugar at room temperature, and he almost went to heaven on the spot.

Zhou Yichen seldom drank full-sugar milk tea, and the boy who was biting a pearl tried his best to stretch out his sweet face, and the two who reached the crossroads were about to go their separate ways here.

"Bend down, and I'll tell you something."

Zhou Yichen carried his schoolbag behind his back, holding milk tea in one hand and beckoning a puppy with the other, beckoning him to bend down.

"What do you want to say?" Song Jianyu bent his knees slightly, lowered his height and listened to his ears.

"19866122XXX, this is my newly purchased mobile phone number. I only tell you the number of one person. No matter what posture you appear in at any time, as long as you need an audience, I will be there."

The young man stood up again, and waved his hand to the young man in front of him with a smile on his face: "Goodbye." I hope he will have a chance to meet this ghost passing by again.

Song Jianyu stood by the side of the road, drinking the cup of greasy milk tea and looking at the figure of the young man who was leaving in the setting sun.

After making sure that no one was paying attention, the two policemen behind him walked up to him and carefully asked, "Do you know each other?"

"I don't know him, I'm just a kind student."

Song Jianyu turned around and walked back, "Where is your car parked, I want to go home and sleep."

Rather than being sad, what he needs now is to cooperate with the police in his sleep to find the whereabouts of the three murderers.