Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Zhou Jianming next door couldn't listen anymore, the word 863 made him rush over to question the boy in the interrogation room immediately, "Say what you just said again! What 863!"

Song Jianyu stood up from the stool by his collar, and told the excited policeman word by word, "In August 98, a serial murderer appeared in Jinjiang City. He killed six people in a row. The victims included men and women. There are women, old and young, and the location, time, and personnel of the crime have nothing to do with each other. When the seventh person was randomly killed, he was rescued by my dad. Don’t you know Qin Lan, the No. 8 survivor?”

"Why do you know! What does the He Yang you mentioned have anything to do with this case! Tell me!" Zhou Jianming never expected to hear this unsolved case being told again after 24 years.

Song Jianyu lowered his eyes, "Because I have the same ability as my father, I saw the real murderer come back in my dream."

"Dangdang!"

Outside the interrogation room, Li Qin looked at the old clock that fell off the wall, "Why did it fall?"

The other detectives in the office were also attracted by the loud noise, and they all looked up at the wall.

In the interrogation room, Zhou Jianming grabbed a handful of hair and stood in front of Song Jianyu panting heavily. He looked at the young man in shock, "Your father... can he inherit his ability?"

He and Qin Lan knew from the time they were dating that the other party was caught by the 863 murderer, and later a male college student from Yunda sacrificed his life to save her.

He also used his authority to read the dossiers back then, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was the son of that student back then.

"Probably, if possible, I would rather not have this special ability."

For him, this ability did not bring any good things to his life.

"Wait, let me think! Let me think!"

Zhou Jianming was overwhelmed for a while, holding his head and turning back and forth in the interrogation room.

Qin Shiguan, who was the only one sitting on the chair, silently waited for someone to calm down.

"Xiao Qin also knows about this?" Zhou Jianming suddenly realized when he saw his brother-in-law's calm expression from the corner of his eye.

"Well, I knew about this a few months before you." Qin Shi closed his eyes innocently, "I promised him that I would not tell this secret to anyone."

Zhou Jianming was so angry that he took countless deep breaths and walked up to Song Jianyu again, "So the picture you saw is the same as your father? What is the relationship between the murderer and the person who jumped off the building this year?"

"It's different. What I saw was the son of one of the main culprits. My dad should have told the police that the real culprit was a father and son.

What I see now is that son. He has grown up, and I don't know the relationship with He Yang, the person who jumped off the building today, but I saw the real murderer come in at He Yang's house. "

"He Yang, is that the one who jumped off the building today? How do you know his name? You said you saw it at his house, have you been to his house?"

Song Jianyu shook his head, "I haven't been there in reality, I saw these in my dreams."

Zhou Jianming: "..." His three views and values ​​are undergoing frantic reorganization today.

He sorted out what he had just heard, and then he opened his mouth after sorting it out, "So you have the same ability as your father, and you told Qin Shiguan a few months ago, and then you saw He Yang in your dream , that is, the person who died today, the other party was with the son of one of the 863 real murderers back then?

How did you determine that that person was one of the real murderers?Back then your father only said that it was a child, did they commit crimes in your dream?

Or did you see the picture of them committing a crime together, or did he claim that he had killed someone before and that he was one of the real culprits in the 863 case? "

He now has so many questions that he wants to ask them a hundred times, so as to clarify this matter.

Song Jianyu answered his question calmly, "Because this is the fourth time."

Zhou Jianming felt dizzy, "The fourth time? What does the fourth time mean?"

"The fourth week."

Zhou Jianming's breathing became heavy, his neck creaked like rust, and he turned to Qin Shiguan who was sitting aside, "Did you hear what he said just now?"

"He said the fourth week." Qin Shiguan repeated...

Song Jianyu was left alone in the interrogation room, and the monitor next door that was not turned off all the year round was also temporarily turned off.

Zhou Jianming didn't know what to do when he went out, leaving Qin Shiguan here alone to guard Song Jianyu.

Qin Shiguan undid the handcuffs on someone's wrists, and handed him the yellow stewed chicken fast food that Ye Cheng bought just now, "Eat something first, the captain is probably looking for the director."

"Is Shi Hongwei your current director?" Song Jianyu broke off the disposable chopsticks and asked casually.

"Well, have you dealt with him before?" Qin Shiguan raised his eyebrows, he didn't know about it.

"I've met a few times, and he hates me."

After all, in the previous week, the opponent always believed that Song Zongming was the real murderer of 863, although he quickly overturned this view because the real murderer reappeared later.

But before Yu Shuhui's case happened, the other party looked at her in a friendly way.

"I can't imagine the picture." Qin Shiguan crossed his arms and thought about it for a while before giving up.

After all, he joined the Criminal Investigation Brigade after graduating from the police academy. Shi Hongwei he met every day was very kind, and Song Jianyu knew only two people.

In Shi Hongwei's office, Zhou Jianming was standing in front of him, reporting what he had just inquired about in the interrogation room.

"Song Zongming...Song Jianyu..."

Shi Hongwei sullenly tapped his finger on the solid wood tabletop, "When Song Zongming woke up in the hospital, I personally followed him through the whole process and checked his statement with the No. 7 victim.

Although it is very unscientific, his dreaming experience did make the real murderer disappear into the sea of ​​people since then, and such a tragedy has never happened in Jinjiang City again. "

"Master, do you think what Song Jianyu said is true or false?" Zhou Jianming was still a rookie when he joined the criminal investigation team. duty captain.

After the previous director retired, Shi Hongwei removed the adverb in front of his name and became a real bureau.

"Whether it's true or not, just check the content of his dream."

Shi Hongwei has experience in this matter, and now it is the first time in 24 years, and the technology now is infinitely better than it was back then. It is not difficult to know whether a person is telling the truth or a lie.

"He said that we are here for the fourth week. I heard that the hairs of my whole body stood up. Look, it hasn't gone away!" Zhou Jianming pointed to the hairs on his arms.

That person was young, and when he was arrested from the hospital, he was still unconvinced and silent. How could he expect such a big incident to happen a few hours later.

If it is known to the outside world, I am afraid that the whole Jinjiang City and even the whole country will be a sensation.

"Aside from you, does anyone else know about this matter?" Shi Hongwei rolled his eyes, and he already had a plan in his heart.

"Besides me and Xiao Qin, Qin Shiguan also knows about this."

Zhou Jianming confessed honestly.

"Go back and stabilize the person first, and I'll make a call."

Zhou Jianming walked out of the director's office, passed by the window in the corridor, and looked at the bright moon above the window, "Today is really long."

Song Jianyu in the interrogation room also thought so. The people who had eaten and drank enough had already stood up and walked around the interrogation room.

"Here, I have been locked in many times. Do you still remember the little bear in your house? You wrote it to me at the door of your conference room."

"The person who questioned me for the first time was Ye Cheng, for the Meishan case."

Song Jianyu pointed to where Qin Shiguan was sitting now, "At that time, he was sitting where you are now."

Qin Shiguan looked at where he was now, raised his eyebrows curiously, "Which one is the Meishan case?"

"A kidnapping case. Now the person has left the original residence, so I don't know if the victim is alive or dead."

That's where his ability first appeared. This week, Song Jianyu asked Dao Scar to check the residents living in Room 701 of that community.

However, he learned that there lived a family of three, and there was no middle-aged bald man with a bit of a cleanliness he mentioned, and all clues were broken here.

The two chatted in the interrogation room.

The people who were working overtime in the office saw that their director was called from home in the middle of the night, and now he suddenly walked out of the office and went out to the compound to pick up three people.

In the corridor, Song Zongming was eating with his fast food in his arms, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of three unusually tall and mighty figures walking towards him.

"This is Song Zongming, Song Jianyu's father." Shi Hongwei explained to the special investigation team, and then explained to Song Zongming, "The special investigation team will be in charge of the case of your father and son."

Song Zongming, who stood up from the stool with the fast food box in his arms, was at a loss, "It's not... what is the case of our father and son? Did I break the law too? When did it happen..."

The person in charge of this case, Xiang Chong, smiled slightly and raised his hand to signal Song Zongming not to be too nervous, "Mr. Song, don't be nervous, we just want you to help us verify one thing, not that your father and son committed a crime together , after the investigation is clear, you can go home."

Song Zongming finally looked better when he heard this, and was invited into the vehicle with a temporary license plate outside the door.

After a while, his son Song Jianyu was also invited out and sent to the car.

The father and son sat in the back row together. Song Zongming looked his son up and down and muttered softly, "Son, what have you done?"

"I didn't do anything, I just had a long dream."

This dream was so long that he himself didn't want to close his eyes again.

Hearing this, Song Zongming was dumbfounded again. When the black vehicle left the urban police station, Qin Shiguan and Zhou Jianming, who were insiders, were also invited away.