Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Song Jianyu raised his eyes, his eyes swept over the densely packed group of young boys behind him, he stood up from the sofa, and looked at Zhou Qiang who came to congratulate him, "I remember today is August 12th. , I celebrate my birthday on August [-]th, and you come to congratulate me on August [-]th? What? I don’t know numbers, and I can’t even recognize eleven and twelve?”

While talking, he picked up the beer bottle on the coffee table and threw it at Zhou Qiang's head.

Fragments of beer bottles flew around in the room full of fragments and beer. The huge room was full of younger brothers brought by Zhou Qiang to congratulate him. A group of people rushed to find a place after seeing their boss being beaten with their own eyes.

Dao Scar, who was standing beside Song Jianyu, quickly opened his arms to protect Brother Fat, and at the same time, those subordinates in the corridor rushed in after hearing the sound of bottles falling inside.

The entire private room was full of people, you scratched my hair, I kicked you three times, he hit the skull with a wine bottle, and directly started the melee mode.

The fat man possessed by Song Jianyu was huge and strong, and Scar was in front of him to help him block most of the attacks, instead he sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Half an hour later, most of the younger brothers brought by Zhou Qiang fell to the ground and wailed while hugging their wounds. Scar's subordinates also wounded the enemy one thousand and self-injured eight hundred.

Song Jianyu got off the sofa and walked over to Zhou Qiang who was bandaging the wound with the help of his younger brother.

Sitting on the ground, Zhou Qiang covered his blooming head and looked up at him pleadingly, "Brother Fat, I was wrong! I apologize to you! It's because I drank too much horse urine that I disrespected you so much! I Let’s take my little brothers with me, and I will never go west if you tell me to go east!”

"Scar, come here." Song Jianyu beckoned for Scar to come over.

"Brother, what are you going to do with him? As long as you say a word, I will immediately throw him into the sea and feed the fish!"

When he was young, Dao Scar was full of gangster spirit, and he threatened to throw people into the sea to feed the fish. Song Jianyu gave him a blank look, "What does it look like to fight and kill all day long?"

He took the initiative to pull up Zhou Qiang who was sitting on the ground, and patted the dust on his shoulders, "You must have received the news that I am going to retire today, and I am going to retire. My business will be closed from next month. It's all going to Scar, so I don't want to see anyone give me a hard time before I go, understand?"

Zhou Qiang nodded repeatedly, blaming the boy who sent him the news, saying that Brother Fei wanted to wash his hands and retire.

Made!Even if he is going to retire, Fat Brother is still the lunatic who dares to rush into other gangs and kill people.

He just wants to make a little money and make the site bigger.

As long as he endures these two months, when this old guy retires, don't he want something?

Zhou Qiang figured it out all of a sudden, clutching his wound and walking backwards out of the bar with his younger brother nodding and bowing.

Song Jianyu looked at the mess and the sweltering beer smell in front of him, and walked out in disgust, "You stay here, Scar, and clean up the place and reopen it. I'll go out alone."

"Brother, go slowly!"

Song Jianyu walked out of the bar under the name of the fat guy. It was still broad daylight and people were coming and going on the street, and everything was not much different from what it would be twenty years later.

The person standing on the side of the road reached out and touched his suit pocket, and found a pack of cigarettes that had only been opened a few times.

Song Jianyu didn't go anywhere, just sat on the stone pier by the side of the road, watched the pedestrians on the street, and smoked the whole pack of cigarettes one after another.

He didn't go to Song Zongming who was still in prison, nor did he send the so-called bear and note to Qin Shiguan.

A person just sat there quietly, smoking a cigarette and looking at Jinjiang City 24 years ago, today is August No. 12, in the third case of the 863 case, the child named Childhood in Feng Zhuang is currently in Agou Let your men experience death.

After several weeks of changes, he knew that the best way to catch Wen Yan and A Gou was not to make any changes in the past.

Unless he caught the real culprit in one go in 98, every change he made would bring more uncertainties and victims to the future.

It was too late to catch the real culprit when they arrived at Fengzhuang, and it was possible that Zhou Qiang, who was beaten just now, would also be implicated and killed as in the third week.

"It's only been a year..." the man sitting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette whispered.

A year ago, he would be the first to rush when encountering such a thing where others would die, impulsively wanting to help others resolve the crisis.

Now, he sits here quietly waiting for someone else to die.

After smoking the last cigarette, Song Jianyu got up and walked to Fat Brother's bar calmly. letter.

Before leaving Brother Fat's body, Song Jianyu handed the paper folded into the shape of a boat to Scar, "At one o'clock in the afternoon on September [-]st, no matter where you are, please open this paper for me on time. It’s best to set ten alarm clocks to remind yourself every day, understand?”

Scar has nothing to do with 863's case, so saving his life won't hurt anyone else.

"Brother, I remember! I will definitely open the note on time on September [-]st!" Scar solemnly protected the note next to his body, and decided to follow what Brother Fat said, and use the alarm clock to remind himself every day from now on. .

Song Jianyu left Brother Fat, opened his eyes and reappeared in the detention room, and saw that the entire office was quiet.

There was only a small light on in the corridor, and there were two steamed buns and cool white leaves outside the railing.

It was late at night, and most of the people in the office had left after get off work, leaving only one or two figures still working overtime.

Qin Shiguan had just sorted out Yi Renxin's information, and when he was done, he looked up and found that he was the only one left in the office.

The person who went to fetch water with a water glass passed the corridor and saw the figure sitting in the detention room in a daze.

Qin Shiguan glanced at the cold steamed bun in the opponent's hand, and left there expressionlessly.

A few seconds later, the person holding the water glass passed through the corridor again, and when passing by the detention room, he put another glass of hot water at the door.

Song Jianyu, who was gnawing on the cold steamed bun, looked at the glass of water in surprise, and then at Qin Shiguan standing outside the railing.

"Did the sun come out from the west today?" Song Jianyu couldn't help asking.

I smashed the glass of his car three times, once, and fought with him twice.

Pour hot water for him with nothing to do, Song Jianyu got up from the ground and walked to the door, followed the railing to look at the disposable teacup on the ground, and looked up at someone outside, "There is a crane crest red in it or Rat poison?"

"Dichlorvos." Qin Shiguan said coldly, "I need dumb medicine."

Dumb, this irritating mouth is the best.

"That's pretty good. I haven't tasted what Dichlorvos tastes like, so I just have a sip today with your light."

Song Jianyu stretched out his arm from the railing with a smile, held the glass of boiled water and took a sip carefully.

After drinking, he still did not forget to give feedback to the other party, "You dichlorvos won't buy fake medicine, right? Why doesn't it taste at all?"

Qin Shiguan looked at the young man who had been detained several times, looked past him to this unobstructed detention room, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "You smashed my car over and over again, just because you want to spend a long time in this less than five-square-meter Living in a room of different sizes? What are you planning?"

Song Jianyu, who had already broken the pot, drank hot tea with a face full of indifference, "Probably because I want to eat and drink here for free, and there is police officer Qin in the middle of the night, come and talk to me."

"I have read your personal information. You have never violated any laws and regulations since you were young. We have also contacted your classmates and teachers. In their eyes, you are a quiet and ordinary student. Why do you change now? Is it like this? Going to follow Song Zongming's old path?"

When Song Zongming was mentioned, the careless young man inside the railing finally restrained the careless expression on his face.

Two people, each holding a glass of water, looked at each other through the railing.

A few seconds later, Song Jianyu raised the corners of his mouth nonchalantly, "There are so many reasons, maybe my father and I are both dead."

Spread out such a special ability that makes people not happy.

As long as his childhood life was darker and more painful, he would not be entangled with Agou here endlessly now, and they might even become each other's accomplices with the same smell.

"If you continue to make mistakes, you will be sent to prison, and you will be detained many times in public security detention. You will find it very difficult to learn and go out to find a job. You are only 24 years old and have a good life. You can change it."

Qin Shiguan hated Song Jianyu from the bottom of his heart, but hated it. As a people's policeman, he also had the obligation to remind the other party of the cost of making mistakes again, which he could not imagine at present.

In the future, when he enters the society because of that thick and black historical file and is frustrated everywhere, he will know how much impact his actions today will have.

"Oh." Song Jianyu only replied one word.

Chenggong's face turned livid, and he swore in his heart that the next time he said a word to him, he would write his name upside down.

As for whether he can write his name backwards in the future, neither of the two people staying at the Public Security Bureau today knows.

After Song Jianyu finished eating the two cold steamed buns, he walked back and forth in this small space to digest his food under the light of the corridor.

The next morning, the entire Criminal Investigation Brigade resumed its lively and busy day, and the sleeping person only felt that someone had gently patted his shoulder several times?

The person who opened his eyes from his sleep was suddenly startled when he saw Zhou Jianming's enlarged face.

The whole person bounced up, and in the next second, he covered his head that hit the roof of the car, "Hiss... why are you and me here?"

Song Jianyu held the place where he was bumped and hurt just now, and only after talking to Zhou Jianming did he have time to look at his current position.

He is currently sitting in a police car, the rear door is open and you can see the large glass door of the office not far away. Zhou Jianming, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, who has been showing no kindness to him, is standing by the rear door with a smile on his face, "Jiang Sir, you fell asleep on the road just now, we have already arrived at the bureau, do you want to watch the video first or the people first?"

Jiang?

Hearing this address, Song Jianyu looked down at his clothes and his palms.

In the strange dark blue suit, he could vaguely smell a little bit of men's perfume, and these hands were not his own body.

"Wait a moment."

Song Jianyu came out from the back seat, and the person standing with his feet on the ground of the courtyard saw the reflection of his appearance on the glass not far away with his sharp eyes.

"It's Jiang Xun." He possessed Jiang Xun.