Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

The person who was about to go upstairs after eating and drinking, turned back halfway to look at Jiang Wu, who was helping him clean up the dishes in the restaurant over there.

Song Jianyu thought about what Jiang Wu said at the moment when he was running and fleeing in the farmland in the third week and hurting the opponent with a knife.

"Jiang Wu."

Song Jianyu called that person's name.

Jiang Wu in the restaurant raised his head when he heard the sound, looked up at Jiang Xun on the steps over there with a puzzled face, and asked him what he meant.

"If... one day I ask you to kill people, will you kill them?" Song Jianyu wanted to ask what that sentence meant, but then he thought that Jiang Wu might not answer the question, so he changed the question directly. ask questions.

The young man below, who still smelled of disinfectant, nodded without thinking, "I will do whatever my brother asks me to do. My current life is given to me by my brother."

Back then, he treated his elder brother badly without knowing anything, thinking that this was his own home, and his parents must have only one child.

At that time, Jiang Xun was like a poor beggar. Every time he came to the door, he would ask for money, and he was cold and ugly in his worn-out school uniform.

Jiang Wu looked down on this brother countless times in his heart.

Until he was injured and his father found out that he had no blood relationship with him.

At that time, Jiang Wu was almost beaten to death by Jiang Damin with a belt. It was the elder brother whom he had always looked down upon who stood in front of him and asked his father to continue to take him in.

He has nothing to do with this family, he is not a child of the Jiang family, and the father he always thought was not his father at all.

It was all because Jiang Xun stood in front of him, blocked all of his father's anger and kept him in this home.

From then on, Jiang Xun was the only relative in Jiang Wu's mind. Although the two were not biological brothers, he regarded Jiang Xun as more important than his biological brother in his heart.

He knew that his brother had a good relationship with the kid next door, and it was because he saw them often together that Jiang Wu wanted to study medicine.

He thought that as long as he did better than that person, then his brother would definitely pay more attention to him.

So when Jiang Xun asked that question, Jiang Wu nodded and told the other party without thinking.

As long as it's something my brother wants to do, no matter what he pays, he will be willing.

Song Jianyu, who was standing on the stairs, looked at the young man below with complicated eyes, and was not at all happy when he heard the answer, "Go wash the dishes."

Jiang Wu happily entered the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks in his arms.

Song Jianyu went up to the second floor alone, and entered the room where Jiang Xun usually slept.

Lying on the big black double bed, Song Jianyu put his hands back on his head. After a few seconds, the person lying on his back turned over and saw the photo of the two brothers on the bedside cabinet.

Holding the photo taken by the two brothers when they were young, Song Jianyu looked at the two brothers carefully, watching the person lying on the bed suddenly sit up.

Taking the photo under the light, he moved his eyes away from the two brothers, and instead landed on the somewhat blurred figure in the corner.

The person over there was standing under the shade of a tree pushing a wheelchair, only showing half of his face to look at the two brothers who were taking pictures over there.

Even if the person in the wheelchair turned into ashes, Song Jianyu would still recognize him.

"Wen Yan."

Song Jianyu took this photo and went downstairs directly, opened the door and walked into the yard to look in the direction of Villa No. [-].

In the corner near the outer wall, there is an elm tree exactly like the one in the photo.

"elder brother?"

Jiang Wu packed up the kitchen and came out, and saw his elder brother standing outside the door holding something in his hand.

"Jiang Wu, do you still remember which year this photo was taken?"

Song Jianyu handed the photo to the other party and asked him when it was taken.

Jiang Wu took a look at the photo and nodded, "Remember, this photo seems to be taken in 08?"

"In 08..." That is to say, after Yi Renxin was adopted, he and Wen Yan moved in together.

There was a drizzle of drizzle outside, Song Jianyu walked barefoot into the yard, and turned the corner to the next door.

Yi Renxin was locked in the interrogation room, and the villa here was completely dark without even a single light.

Song Jianyu stood at the door of Villa No. [-], looked up at the small half-open window on the balcony on the second floor, and turned around to ask Jiang Wu who chased him out with an umbrella, "Is there a retractable staircase at home?"

"You want to go in?" Jiang Wu also looked at the balcony on the second floor, and asked the person beside him in some puzzlement, "Why don't you go through the secret passage."

A certain person was in a daze, and patted himself on the head, "Just now I was too busy thinking about something and forgot for a while! Let's go next door!"

He pushed Jiang Wu back to Villa No. [-], without even wiping off the rainwater on his body, he pushed Jiang Wu and took him to the secret passage all the way to Villa No. [-] next door.

When Song Jianyu followed Jiang Wu into the indoor elevator, he watched him push open a small window on the smooth panel behind him.

There appeared a thing exactly like the elevator button in front.

Jiang Wu pressed the button leading to the second floor, and the elevator automatically closed the elevator door and proceeded steadily to the second floor.

Five seconds later, the elevator doors opened behind them.

Song Jianyu stood in the elevator, looking at the elevator door suddenly opened from behind, suddenly realized!

This is a double-sided elevator, one side leads to Jiang Xun's own house.

Only when the second elevator button is turned on, the elevator will open another door like the subway.

And outside the elevator door is Villa No. [-].

Song Jianyu, who came out of the elevator with both feet and stepped on the carpet of villa No. [-], hadn't recovered from the discovery just now.

"Brother, it's that person."

Jiang Wu has long been accustomed to this special elevator. After stepping out of the elevator, he immediately saw the old man sitting in a wheelchair in the living room.

Song Jianyu also saw Wen Yan who was watching TV over there.

He raised his hand to stop Jiang Wu who was about to go, "You should be tired after a day at work, I want to be alone with him for a while, you go back and rest first."

Jiang Wu never had any opinions or objections to Jiang Xun's orders.

Hearing that he told him to go back, he took back the foot he had stepped out on the spot, and took the elevator home without hesitation.

Song Jianyu was left alone from the elevator on the second floor to the lobby on the first floor. He stood in front of Wen Yan and bent down to look at the old man in front of him seriously.

Wen Yan also saw the young man in front of him, his presbyopic eyes looked at Song Jianyu in front of him, waiting for the other party's next words.

Song Jianyu turned his head and looked at the TV that was always on.

A cheerful cartoon is playing on the TV, and a piece of white goats are hopping on the grassland.

It seems quite childish.

Song Jianyu scratched his head again, staring at Wen Yan, who was motionless in front of him, and glanced at the other's arms placed on both sides of the wheelchair. At the position of the wrist bone, he could see the huge scar left by the ax once.

"Did this injury hurt back then?" Song Jianyu pulled a stool over, sat next to Wen Yan, raised his now immobile arm, and raised his sleeve to reveal the entire scar.

Although Wen Yan's eyesight is not good enough, he can't see clearly what the distance between the people in front of him looks like.

But his ears are good, and Jiang Xun also came to him yesterday, and he hasn't forgotten the smell of men's perfume on this person.

Jiang Xun held his arm and looked at the scars on his arm appreciatively.

"Wen Yan, the old man in the plastic bag of the refrigerator, how many pieces were dismembered by you? Where did you father and son throw it, do you remember?"

After Song Jianyu asked, he pulled the arm in his hand with a little force.

Wen Yan, who had been lying on the hospital bed all year round and unable to move, had long been tortured by Yi Renxin, leaving only a fragile skeleton.

With a little tugging by Song Jianyu, the man who had been sitting in the wheelchair for a whole day was distorted.

He tilted his head, did not help Wen Yan to straighten himself up again, but looked at Wen Yan's old face thoughtfully, and asked him in a conferring tone, "Say, I will treat you like that old man." , cut them into pieces again, put them in plastic bags, and stuffed them in the refrigerator, will you remember some of them?"

"Huho! Huho!" Sitting on the chair, Wen Yan couldn't move his whole body, and his tongue was pulled out twice. He could only make a vague voice.

After Song Jianyu finished speaking, those cloudy eyes stared at him, full of hatred that wanted to tear him to pieces.

Song Jianyu looked into those eyes and sighed, "If I had known that you hadn't forgotten me for so many years, I should have dug out your eyes too."

The old man in the wheelchair was trembling all over his body. The person speaking in front of him made him feel like he had returned to that rainy night in 24 years.

It was raining outside the villa as it is now, and he asked Agou to prepare dinner, which was a very unpalatable and tasteless dinner.

It was also the last time in his life that he ate with chopsticks by himself.

The moment the severe pain came from his leg, Wen Yan cursed Agou countless times in his heart, wishing that time could start again, even if it happened one day earlier, he would kill that bastard Agou!

Song Jianyu saw that his thin cheeks were trembling slightly, and he knew that Wen Yan had already remembered the scene of that year.

"I stood in the kitchen sharpening that axe, I don't know how long it had been there by the owner, it was blunt and not sharp so I stood there, sharpening it again and again, waiting for you to finish all the soup , watching you fall on the sofa and close your eyes."

In Villa No. [-], Shizhu Road, Song Jianyu used the briskest tone to help Wenyan recall every detail of that night that happened that year.

Looking at Wen Yan who was tense and trembling in the wheelchair, Song Jianyu felt sick.

It was such a person who killed so many innocent victims. Song Zongming spent his whole life in jail, and Qin Shiguan's family was ruined.

He is not some daring devil, he just took the lives of others recklessly because no one caught him due to the backward equipment of that era.

Such a demon, when faced with the gangster who chopped off his limbs, was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he was so flustered that he wanted to go underground and escape completely.

The conversation between the two came to an end after Song Jianyu talked unilaterally for half an hour.

He printed all the fingerprints on Wen Yan's hands on a dinner plate taken out of the kitchen, and all ten fingers were printed clearly.

After finishing all this, he took the dinner plate and put it back into Villa No. [-] from the original path of the elevator.

It was raining outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor, and the rain was blown indoors by the wind along the damaged location just as Jiang Wu said.

Song Jianyu carefully packed the dinner plate with Wen Yan's fingerprints on the newspaper on the sofa, and then walked out from the broken floor-to-ceiling window.

The dinner plate and the handbag in the supermarket were taken out by Song Jianyu, and they were replaced by the person who put the things in the abandoned tires in the abandoned movie theater that had been sealed by the police. Yu returned to Villa No. [-], Shizhu Road.

An hour later, Jiang Xun woke up from his bed. The person who opened his eyes slowly sat up and felt that his whole body was wet and uncomfortable. He lowered his head and lifted the quilt to look at himself. His whole body was wet from hair to soles of feet. Da piece.

In another detention room of the Public Security Bureau in the urban area, Song Jianyu opened his eyes and turned over to sit up.

Skillfully, he brought in the two steamed buns placed at the door and Leng Bai, and finished the two steamed buns in three mouthfuls, then stood up and walked around the five-square-meter detention room in circles.

After confirming that you have about the same amount of exercise in a day, lie down again and continue to sleep.

The criminal police who occasionally passed by in the office felt that Song Jianyu woke up when he passed by the last second, and when he looked carefully the next second, this guy fell asleep again!

Ye Cheng held the hot water that had just been turned on, with incredible four big characters written all over his face, "How could there be such a strange person? I have never seen a person who can sleep sixteen hours a day!"

Hearing his complaints, Li Qin knew who he was talking about without even thinking about it, and shook her head accordingly, "I haven't heard of it either. I only need to sleep for more than seven hours a day and I will start to have a headache."

Even on holidays, you can’t sleep too much, because if you sleep too much, you will have a headache.

"This kid really regards our place as a place with free food and shelter. Look at him lying in it! He never reflects on his mistakes. He knows how to sleep all day long. When he wakes up, he eats and eats. Sleep as soon as you wake up, there is no pig like him!" Ye Cheng got angry with his hands on his hips.

He didn't know why he was angry. In short, seeing Song Jianyu, mentioning these three words made people furious.

Song Jianyu, who was lying in the detention room, let them talk non-stop. The next morning he returned to 1998 in his dream.

The fat man stood up from the sofa in the private room, leaning on the wall and yawning, "Did I rush a little too much recently?"

One after another every day, he possesses his own body almost like a hotel.

The person who was complaining, opened the door unambiguously, opened the door of the private room and walked out along the corridor all the way to the bar lobby.

Song Jianyu grabbed a waiter who passed by, "What's the date today?"

"Hi Brother Fat, today is August [-]th."

"August 23." Song Jianyu looked down at the time on his wrist. It is now 863:4 p.m., and the victim of 52 No. [-] appeared in the East Bay. At [-]:[-] p.m. today, there will be three sea hunters A dead body was found there.

After confirmation by the police, the person who died was the fourth person killed by the 863 serial killer.

Song Jianyu put down his wrist and looked around with his usual expression, "Where is Scar? Let Scar come to see me."

Song Jianyu, who was leaning on the bar, turned the ballpoint pen on his finger, looked him up and down, and asked him, "Is the note I gave you last time still close to your body?"

"Leave it! Fat brother, you told me to prepare an alarm clock to remind myself every day, and I never dared to forget it for a quarter of an hour!" Dao Scar took out the note wrapped in a transparent plastic bag from his coat pocket.

Song Jianyu made sure that he kept the note well, and handed him the bar printout that he had just written in his hand that was folded into the shape of a thousand paper cranes, "This note, on September [-]th, It opens at six o'clock in the evening."

Scar looked at another brand new note, and caught it without saying a word, his head nodded like a rattle, "Fat brother, don't worry! You let me open it on the [-]th of next month, and I promise to give it to you on time." Open!"

Brother Fei saved his life, not to mention making him keep two notes, even if Brother Fei asked him to hand over his life, he would accept it.

Song Jianyu left Brother Fei after arranging the matter properly.

This time, he was locked in the detention room for seven days before he was released. The young man who came out of the gate of the Public Security Bureau stretched his waist, went to the opposite side, ate a bowl of three-line small wontons and bought two meat sandwiches. .

"These people are too stingy, they only give me steamed buns every day, not even a single pickle!"

Song Jianyu, who was gnawing on the roujiamo, looked at the police station across the way and felt that this group of people did it on purpose.

Several times when he woke up, he could smell the smell of stewed salted fish and eggplant in the office, and someone was cooking braised beef noodles.

But every time it's meal time, what appears in front of him are two steamed buns with a glass of water.

Song Jianyu endured this time for four days without smashing any car lights or glass. The security guards at the gate of the Public Security Bureau guarded him like thieves every day.

Even after squatting for four days, Song Jianyu did not appear.

Just when he was reforming himself from now on, the lamp-smashing maniac was personally escorted by the Bishui police station.

It is said that when Song Jianyu was found, this guy was trying to break through the empty door and climb into Qin Shiguan's house.

The person who successfully obtained the seven-day distance did not forget to wave at the security guard when he got off the police car, "Hi, uncle security guard, we meet again."

Uncle Security: "..." No!He did not want!He refuses!Don't talk to me so enthusiastically!We don't know each other well!

Song Jianyu was locked in the detention room on his front foot, and woke up from the women's toilet on his back foot.

Listening to the voices of the women outside, Song Jianyu knew that this time he had become the pervert who was peeping and taking intimate photos of women in the women's toilet. He sat on the toilet and waited silently for everyone to leave. He opened the bathroom door and walked out.

From here, go straight to the abandoned movie factory.

A few days ago, the film studio was no different from before, and now there is an extra peach blossom tree in the corner.

Song Jianyu ran under the peach blossom tree, and used his hands and a wooden stick to dig up the piece of ground that hadn't been touched for more than [-] years.

Nearly one meter below the ground, he finally found the iron box that left Scar there.

The box has been buried in the ground for more than 20 years, and it is already rusted and cannot be opened with both hands.

Song Jianyu went to take out the dinner plate that was hidden with Jiang Xun's body a few days ago, being careful not to touch Wen Yan's fingerprints above.

Put it together with the piece of evidence collected from the Niutoushan Reservoir with the scar of that year.