Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

"You did a good job, remember to give that employee more bonuses."

Song Jianyu put away his things, and picked up another bunch of photos, all of which were photos of Song Zongming taken by them in recent times, some were in the underground parking lot of Wenli Garden Community, and some were with him standing in the trunk , There are also some of him throwing things into the trash can, and some of him driving out. Every picture is clearly taken so that people can determine who the subject is.

In the early stage, Scar's employees took Song Zongming on other occasions, and the picture soon turned into a photo of Song Zongming appearing in Jinghu Garden.

From the perspective of the photo, it can be seen how much effort Zhao Juan put in to capture Song Zongming.

Song Jianyu was curious about how the other party captured Song Zongming from many angles.

"Zhao Juan said that when she was a freshman, she fell in love with a pair of CPs in the entertainment industry. She bought a camera and lens for star chasing. Whenever the person she likes had an event, she rushed to take pictures as soon as possible. In the entertainment industry, this kind of There are many occasions where filming is not allowed and entry is not allowed, so she entered the Mirror Lake Garden with confidence and successfully completed the task you requested, Boss!"

Dao Scar didn't expect Zhao Juan to look small, but she was super serious and hard-working. She was definitely one of the best employees in this office.

"Next time I have a chance, I will treat you to dinner, and I will take the things first."

Song Jianyu looked through the photos roughly, and came out of the passing store with many things.

Standing on the steps of the door, two special police officers carrying loads and pretending to be fruit sellers also slowly left here with loads.

The person who got in the car handed the evidence in his hand to Shangguanhong, "This is something my dad threw into the trash can last time, it should help your case, and these photos were taken by an amateur My dad's recent situation, the security protection of your Jinghu Garden doesn't seem to be very safe, sir?"

Shangguanhong looked at Song Zongming in the photo, and there were still some shots that clearly showed that he was hiding inside the Jinghu Garden.

If the real murderer of 863 was hiding in the corner, Song Zongming might have turned into a corpse early on.

"I will investigate this matter when I get back. The Bai Wei you mentioned was found when Qin Shiguan called just now. She is currently undergoing emergency treatment in a city hospital. We have sent people to protect her safety and prevent the murderer Make up the knife again."

Compared to his ease, Yi Renxin at the other end has nothing to do with the word ease.

He drove all the way and brought the people in the trunk into the old house he lived in during this time, and after he settled them down, he raised his wrist to have a look.

The patient who made an appointment today must have been waiting at the gate of the clinic for half an hour, but he is not in the clinic yet.

As a newly promoted dentist, Yi Renxin likes this job very much, so he only thought for a few seconds before putting on clean clothes, going out and driving to the parking lot near Shijing Alley in Dongcheng, and then exiting on foot from the east side Enter, straight to your own dental office.

This ordinary plan, when he stepped into the community on foot, an unexpected change occurred.

Yi Renxin stood at the entrance of the breakfast shop three meters away from the entrance of the alley, looking at the black vehicles parked at the entrance of the alley, the roadside chatting and selling fruits, and the sanitation workers wearing gloves picking up garbage.

He stopped, stood at the door of the breakfast shop and looked up at the signboard above.

"What would the handsome guy want?" the owner of the breakfast shop asked him.

"Let me think about it, first bring me a tea egg." Yi Renxin looked at the name of the food written on the sign above, and looked at the alley over there from the corner of his eye.

Those people are not quite right. As a murderer who has been lurking for a long time, Yi Renxin used to like to observe others when he had nothing to do. Even if it was just an ordinary figure on the side of the road, he would follow him for half an hour. In order to observe the other party's speech and behavior.

These people in front of me are very similar in disguise, but most of their eyes are too determined, and their footsteps are strong. It is normal for this kind of people to appear in the crowd occasionally, but once a group of people with completely different identities but the same body shape appears Much like the cops they least deal with.

He didn't go there to get to his clinic in the first place.

Instead, he stood at the entrance of the breakfast shop, looked at the sign and thought, "Another sauerkraut vermicelli bun, a green vegetable and shiitake mushroom bun, cold or hot? Reheat it for me."

Yi Renxin wanted to play with something, so he took the tea eggs handed over by the boss in advance, and stood at the door and peeled the egg shells, as if he was someone who came to buy breakfast for breakfast.

When the owner of the breakfast shop handed him the things, Yu Guangli's car also started to move.

The rear door was opened, and a figure from the alley got into the car.

Yi Renxin didn't see what that person looked like, but he knew that all the changes in this alley were because of this person.

After the car left, the fruit sellers on the street, those who rummaged through trash cans, and the passers-by with young couples standing on the side of the road talking about love, all left in just one minute.

"Handsome guy, a total of three and five yuan."

The breakfast shop called Yi Renxin to pay.

The young man in a white coat standing at the corner of the street heard that he had paid in cash to the owner of the breakfast shop, and walked slowly into the alley with the two uneaten buns.

While walking, he looked at this alley that he rarely passed by.

Most of the time on weekdays, he would enter this alley from the entrance and exit on the west side. Today, the parking lot was overcrowded, and the second floor was completely full of vehicles. The nearest underground exit came to the side of the street, and what you saw was the exit of Dongbian Alley.

The person humming, carrying the bun in his hand, stepped across the stagnant water on the ground.

A pair of eyes fell on every figure that passed him, until he saw a black and white signboard at the corner of the alley.

"Passing by?"

Yi Renxin looked at the photo of the shop that didn't show any name, and walked past the door with a relaxed and calm expression.

Zhang Wei, who passed by the office, felt severe back pain after sitting for a long time, and couldn't help standing up to exercise his muscles and bones, looking out from the transparent door glass from the corner of his eye.

A somewhat familiar figure in a white coat fell into his sight.

Zhang Wei maintained the posture of stretching his waist, looked at the young man dressed as a doctor passing by outside the door, saw that the other party was carrying two buns in his hands, he couldn't help but patted his stomach, raised his head and asked the person sitting inside, "Brother Scar, how about we have buns for dinner? The breakfast shop on the street is open 24 hours, and his buns are quite delicious."

Scar turned his head away, his face full of disgust, "What's so delicious about buns? I eat Shandong pancakes. When you go to buy buns, bring me a copy. I'll add ham sausage."

"Then I'll go buy it now."

Zhang Wei took his mobile phone and went out to buy dinner for himself and Dao Scar.

Yi Renxin, who passed the alley one after another with them, has reopened. Sitting in his office, he turned on his mobile phone to check the monitoring situation, and saw that the person he had placed at home just now hadn't woken up yet.

"Dr. Yi, you finally opened the door. I just stood here waiting for a long time but no one came."

An old man who was nearly 70 years old leaned on a cane and stood at the door of the dental clinic and looked inside. After seeing Yi Renxin coming back, he climbed up the steps with confidence.

While walking, he muttered, "I thought I had misremembered the date, and it wasn't today that I changed my dentures, but when I went home and read the notebook I wrote, it said it was today."

The person at the desk put down his mobile phone and stood up, walked to the door naturally, supported the old man and walked in, and explained to him with an apologetic expression, "Going out to do something in the afternoon, who would have thought that there would be traffic jams on the road and you would not be able to come here? I have prepared the braces for you, and you can use them after installing them."

"The price is still the same as agreed yesterday?" Uncle Ye is an old resident who lives in this alley. He heard that there is a new young doctor in the dental clinic over there. The price is not expensive and the skill is good. Bring the money to see the dentist.

The old doctor used to be good at craftsmanship, but now he is old and his ears are not very good. Last year, his tooth was broken and asked the old man to fill his teeth, but in the end, all the teeth were filled wrongly.

This made Grandpa Ye full of mistrust towards the dental clinic in their alley.

"Don't worry, the price will be as we agreed and will not change."

Yi Renxin helped the old man into the dental room, made him lie on the chair, and changed his teeth...

That night, Song Jianyu lay flat on the bed, looked at the national flag directly opposite and took a few deep breaths before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

This time, he didn't even have a dream, and when he woke up, it was the morning of the next day.

A ray of sunlight not blocked by the curtains shone in and fell on half of the bed. Song Jianyu looked at the familiar bedroom and turned over, lying on his side and sighing.

"Why aren't you possessed?"

I don't know about Agou's patience, whether he can wait a little longer.

"Dong Dong Dong!!"

The person lying on the bed hugging the quilt was thinking about the real culprit of 863, when Qin Shiguan knocked on the door with the test results he had just received.

"Come in." Song Jianyu raised his head and looked towards the door.

Wearing a police uniform, Qin Shiguan, who was full of energy early in the morning, walked in and handed him the inspection report in his hand, "This is the blood and other liquids we extracted from the two pieces of women's underwear last night. After being confirmed by family members, this dress was worn in front of Yu Yao, and the test results of the liquid on the clothes confirmed that it belonged to Song Zongming."

Song Jianyu sat up, looked at the contents of the two inspection reports, and felt a little unbelievable, "So his purpose of 863 is to catch the victim and frame my dad as before? Make my dad a serial of 863 cases The real murderer?"

Qin Shiguan pulled out a chair and sat by the bed, "You told me before that the seventh case in the past few weeks was the victim's death, and Song Zongming died because of the No. 7 victim's body. The evidence was solid and he was sentenced to life imprisonment.

According to the experience of Song Zongming being possessed by you in a coma last time, we checked his body again at the first time. With today's test results, we can basically confirm that Song Zongming was framed by them with the same method back then. was wronged. "

"But this time, my dad is different from what he was back then. Even if he was looking for a scapegoat, he must have gone in the wrong direction." Song Jianyu couldn't understand the murderer's intentions.

"It's not the same. Song Zongming participated in the case unintentionally, and it may be that his participation interrupted the murderer's next plan.

Therefore, the 863 back then framed Song Zongming for the crime according to his plan, and this time his purpose was to revenge and frame him. He knew that it was impossible for Song Zongming to completely replace him as the 863 murderer.

So his method of killing Yu Yao has also changed. He just wants Song Zongming to become a criminal who can't explain anything. A murderer as reviled as he was. "

Qin Shiguan rested his chin and continued, "But there was also a flaw in his frame-up, and the flaw is that you appeared on Song Zongming's body, and immediately let your people take away the items Song Zongming discarded.

Otherwise, that thing appeared in the trash can in your community, and the coat was still stained with blood. It happened that a woman just disappeared in the Wenli Garden community. Mark of……"

"Next my dad will be listed as a suspect, and he was put into a coma by the murderer for an hour. During that hour, he couldn't explain what he did and how he left these marks. If he cooperates According to the news from the media, my dad will be beaten by everyone." Song Jianyu said with a wry smile about all the possibilities in the future.

These are not even possible follow-ups, but Song Zongming's real experience and past in the past few weeks.