Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Wen Yan turned his head, looked at his son standing behind him, and glanced at his white coat, "Is the clinic open?"

"Well, the opening was very successful. Yesterday I took on three tooth extraction businesses."

Yi Renxin stepped forward, helped the other party get the luggage, and left here side by side with him.

"Where is He San?"

Wen Yan didn't see his other godson, and asked about his whereabouts.

Yi Renxin raised the corner of his mouth, and explained in a brisk tone, "I guess he died a miserable death."

"Find someone so quickly?" Wen Yan was a little disappointed.

This godson is much easier to use than Agou, he is obedient and tolerant, and has a goal that needs to be accomplished by force.

As long as a little guidance, it is a very beneficial helper.

"After more than ten years of searching, this speed is considered slow." Yi Renxin led the people out of the airport hall, and lifted the suitcase from the cart and put it into the rear compartment.

Compared to Wen Yan's disappointment, Yi Renxin was happy for He San.

When the three of them met in the black coal mine, it was the most embarrassing moment in He Yang's life. At that time, He Yang dug a pit by himself at night and buried Xie Yongming in it.

As a result, the other party saw the father and son who were about to leave the black coal mine.

The man followed them with a shovel without saying a word, and walked all night across the mountains to the next city.

After the rain, they just climbed over the wall and entered an unoccupied villa.

Wen Yan saw the kid following behind him, was very satisfied with the look in his eyes and kept him there.

He can teach the other party how to take revenge, but he needs to promise him a few conditions.

Later, He Yang changed his name to He San.

Three, it means that there are three people who came out of the village, and it also means that the two dead companions will always be the driving force for him to move forward.

Over the years, He San learned a lot of killing methods from Wen Yan, and Yi Renxin watched him grow up day by day with cold eyes, and kept killing every perpetrator who came out of the black coal mine that year with his own hands.

The person the other party went to kill today was the last main murderer of that year.

Wen Yan thinks that He San has a cold temper, and being obedient will become his best tool.

But Yi Renxin knew that that person had no intention of being entangled with them forever from the beginning to the end.

That person lived on the idea of ​​revenge until now, and when he solved the last culprit, it also represented the end of his life.

Yi Renxin drove and sent Wenyan to Shanhaiwan No. [-], which he bought in advance.

The young man who took the luggage out of the trunk put the things at the door and told the other party the door password, "The password is now the initial state 110120, you can change it at any time."

Yi Renxin opened the door, turned to look at the man behind him, "May I ask, why did you return to Jinjiang City?"

When this person took him away, Yi Renxin thought that he would never step here again.

Now he suddenly called to inform him that he would return to Jinjiang City.

Wen Yan walked into the cleaned villa, looked up at the bright crystal chandelier above, "Get up from where you fell."

Yi Renxin shrugged behind him, and had nothing to say about it.

When he left Shanhai Bay, Wen Yan took a shower and sat on the sofa alone to open his suitcase, and took out a photo of his college graduation that he got half a month ago.

This photo was taken from under the cashier counter of a restaurant when he was doing business in Yi City.

According to the owner, this is a graduation photo taken by his son with his classmates after graduating from college last year.

The third person on the left in the third row in the upper right corner of the group photo has a face that Wen Yan will never forget after 24 years.

The person who killed him and fled Jinjiang City like a bereaved dog back then also had such a face. Afterwards, he saw a lot of reports in the newspaper while hiding.

According to newspaper reports, Wen Yan saw that the young man who had worried him that the police would find him was said to have dreamed of the scene of the crime, so he rushed there to rescue him.

This is simply a ridiculous joke, but he was so scared by this joke that he ran away overnight.

Until last month, when I saw this photo pressed under the glass, the memories of 24 years ago also came back to my mind...

In the interrogation room, the reporter and the interrogators temporarily left the room and gave up the room to Song Zongming who had just arrived here.

The plan is to ask him to persuade Song Jianyu to tell the truth.

Song Zongming and his son sat face to face across a table.

Song Zongming looked at the young man in front of him, and for a moment he couldn't put the man in front of him full of pain and despair with his son who didn't understand anything.

"Jianyu, what happened."

Song Jianyu looked at the concerned man in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Dad, if you save one person, more people will die. Is it true that we shouldn't save that innocent person?"

"Then have you asked that person? Is he willing to give up his life to save other people? This kind of choice is only suitable for him to choose."

Song Zongming, who knew nothing about it, took it for granted that his son must not be sacrificed to this question, so he answered it directly.

"He doesn't want to." Song Jianyu replied without hesitation, looking directly at Song Zongming who didn't understand anything, the young man who refused to speak all night said clearly, "He doesn't want to, I'm sure."

Song Zongming said, "I heard from the police that the person who jumped off the building in the hospital today seems to know you? When did you know each other?" He changed the subject.

Song Jianyu looked down at the handcuffs fixed on his wrists, "In 2006, I met him in 2006."

"06..." Song Zongming passed again. In 06, his son was not yet ten years old.

In the surveillance room next door, Zhou Jianming stood in front of the surveillance and looked at the picture on the screen, as well as the conversation between father and son coming from the next door.

"What's the child's name? How did you meet? Dad doesn't even know that you have other friends outside."

"He Yang, his name is He Yang. We are not friends."

"He Yang, go and check if there is anyone named He Yang in the network of the same age or similar age as Song Jianyu, and also check it on the internal population registration website. How many people with this name in Jinjiang City."

Zhou Jianming got the name of the deceased, and told Li Qin who was beside him to check.

Qin Shiguan was also standing beside him, and the person who was not looking at the surveillance screen stood in front of the single-sided glass, looking at the father and son talking next door.

The conversation in the interrogation room continued.

Song Zongming talked for a while but didn't get any important clues. He got up and opened the door to look at the criminal police passing by. "Hello, can you pour me a cup of tea? The kind with tea leaves."

Qin Shiguan came out of the monitoring room, walked directly to Zhou Jianming's desk, took out a can of tea from the other's drawer, and made a cup for the father and son.

"Thank you." Song Zongming held the tea and looked at the young man in uniform in front of him, and recognized that this man was Qin Shiguan who he had met in the hospital last time.

Song Zongming, who re-entered the interrogation room with a teacup in hand, closed the door and put two cups of tea on the table.

Anyway, no one came in to interrupt their father and son's conversation. He also lifted the chair he was sitting on just now, dragged it to Song Jianyu's side and sat side by side with him, shaking his head coolly, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it." , Dad will sit with you for a while and drink tea."

Song Jianyu picked up the cup of tea and pulled it to the height where the handcuffs could be lifted to the maximum. The warm tea relaxes people who have been tense all day long.

"Good tea."

"It seems to be a nine-year-old Pu'er." Song Zongming glanced at the words on the box when he was watching the other party unpacking it.

The father and son drank tens of thousands of yuan of tea, and Zhou Jianming in the monitoring room next door listened to the conversation between the father and son, and the more he listened, the more strange it became.

Suspiciously asked Qin Shiguan who came in just now, "Where did they get the tea? Isn't our office full of boiled water?"

"There's a can in your drawer, I gave them."

Zhou Jianming covered his heart, "That piece of tea was given to me by the director after I was promoted to captain! I'm not willing to drink it myself."

"Tea leaves are meant to be drunk, and if you leave them there for a long time, they will only go bad." Qin Shiguan said expressionlessly.

The person who rushed out of the monitoring room opened the drawer of his desk and looked at the inside of the jar. A piece of tea cake was broken vigorously, and he gasped.

"Isn't it because I suspect that he still has something to hide from me!" He actually attacked him with tea leaves so cruelly.

If it wasn't for the fact that he is his brother-in-law...

Zhou Jianming couldn't think anymore.

In the interrogation room, Song Jianyu drank all the tea, turned the disposable teacup in his palm and told Song Zongming, "Go out and tell the police, I want to see Qin Shiguan."

"Have you figured it out?" Song Zongming was not in a hurry, "You can think about it again, anyway, Dad is here with you, so we will take care of things together."

"I can't think clearly, but I know that if I keep sitting here, more people will die."

How could he think clearly, the scene of He Yang jumping off in front of him is probably something he will never forget in his life.

But he is also very calm knowing that he has lost his temper for long enough, and he should also calmly think about what to do next to save the victims who are still waiting for him.

"Then dad went out to call someone."

Song Zongming went out with a tea cup.

Qin Shiguan in the monitoring room next door had already heard the conversation over there, and the person who turned to leave heard Zhou Jianming's faint voice behind him.

"Qin Shiguan, don't forget the police uniform you're wearing."

Qin Shiguan turned the doorknob and walked out, "Look at your surveillance camera."

He entered the interrogation room next door alone, took the chair that Song Zongming placed next to Song Jianyu, and sat on the opposite side again, "What do you want to say to me alone?"

Song Jianyu raised his head, looked at the monitor above the corner and the single-sided black glass in the distance.

"Is that Zhou Jianming over there?"

Qin Shi nodded, and opened the notebook he brought in, "It's him, he's been watching you from the next door."

"Then, have you told him about me?" Song Jianyu knew that the police needed a clear and reasonable explanation for what he said to He Yang when he rushed into the ward today.

Qin Shiguan shook his head, "I will not reveal your secret to anyone without your consent."

In the pavilion of the Public Security Bureau compound, no matter how Zhou Jianming asked him, Qin Shiguan never revealed Song Jianyu's secret.

"You can tell him that He Yang is acquainted with the murderer of 863, which will help you investigate the case."

Qin Shiguan stopped the pen in his hand, and his eyes fell on this calm face, "Do you know... what your words mean now?"

"I know that when I met He Yang for the first time, he was with the real murderer of 863. They all appeared in Jinjiang City, but I didn't tell you."