Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Song Jianyu, the trumpet on the right, was also secretly looking at the young man on the left from the corner of his eye.

He had a good memory. When he sat down, he saw the face the other person was looking at, and he recognized that this person was the person sitting on the outdoor bench at the gate of their community that day.

At the same time, Song Jianyu also saw the search page popping up on the computer screen of the other party.

#Villa Headless Corpse Murder Case#

The trumpet, Song Jianyu, turned his eyes back and landed on his computer screen.

Skillfully open the game that a friend often plays, and help the other party to log in the account. In the antique game world, a knight appears and walks on the bustling street. Hang up the items that are on sale today and you're off the hook.

Then he took out the schoolbag he was carrying with him, and a few summer vacation papers were spread out on the table. The trumpet Song Jianyu wrote his summer homework while hanging up the game.

Tuba Song Jianyu caught a glimpse of this skillful posture of hanging up the phone and doing homework from the corner of his eye, and suddenly realized.

He remembered!In the second year of high school, he was at the same table as Tang Tang, whom he had known since junior high school. The two were classmates from junior high school to high school, and occasionally became tablemates.

During the summer vacation of his second year of high school, this kid broke his father's game console. In order not to let his father find out about this, he sold the game account he had been playing for several years and bought a new one.

However, during his summer vacation, because of the decline in his grades, his family cut off all the internet cables for him, and he was not allowed to go out to the Internet cafe.

So in the end, this guy begged him, gave him the fee for surfing the Internet and asked him to help him represent the game account, and sold all the equipment in his package.

At that time, I went to the Internet cafe for a week to hang up for him, and by the way, I finished all my summer homework.

Thinking of the people in the past, he continued to look at his screen contentedly, clicked on a temporary sticky note, and began to collect all the information about the headless case in the villa.

The murderer, an orphan, was suspected to be abandoned or lost by his parents, and was adopted by a childless couple since he was a child.

As a result, in the third year of adopting him, the couple suddenly gave birth to themselves, and then gave birth to two younger brothers to the murderer.

Because the living conditions and environment of the adoptive family are not very good, Zhou Qiang went to school intermittently until the second year of junior high school. At the age of 16, he went out to work with the people in the village.

So far, I have been working on the construction site for six years. The adoptive parents in the family no longer come out to work because they are old, and they just farm at home.

The two younger brothers are still in school, and Zhou Qiang pays for all the tuition and living expenses.

According to the attitudes and attitudes of the workers on the construction site, it can be seen that Zhou Qiang has always been obedient and has worked hard to provide all the expenses for the whole family.

He never had more than 1000 yuan in his possession, and even if he had, it would be borrowed by his family within three days at most.

The copycat mobile phones are not eliminated by adoptive parents, and the clothes on their bodies will always be bought at night market roadside stalls.

Song Jianyu wrote down personal information about the murderer.

Then, looking at the headless case of the villa displayed on the webpage, he began to enter the second line of personal conjecture.

"The location of the villa is in Linbei Lane. Zhou Qiang lives on the construction site of the high-tech development zone. It takes an hour and a half to take the subway in the middle. That kid is also at the scene, and he even has time to shoot the content of the scene?"

Song Jianyu switched the screen page and searched for the high-definition map of Linbei Lane in Jinjiang City again.

By the way, open the layout plan of the community on the home buying website. As a high-end community, Linbei Lane has three entrances and exits.

There is an east gate, a north gate, and an underground garage dedicated to the owner's vehicles.

Here, he was holding the mouse and staring at the floor plan. Song Jianyu, who was doing homework next door, inadvertently looked up and saw all kinds of conjectures written on the note on the other party's computer. He pursed his lips without saying a word, and then focused on it. Various homicide texts in the other party's search bar.

"Are you writing a novel?"

Song Jianyu took a screenshot of the layout of Linbei Lane, and used a red pen to draw on it like a maze, guessing how these people got through the loopholes of the security guards, and suddenly heard voices around him.

The fingers of the maze paused slightly, then he turned his head to look at Song Jianyu, the trumpet on the right, and glanced at the test papers on the other table: "Are you talking to me?"

The trumpet Song Jianyu nodded affirmatively, and raised a finger to point at the picture on his screen: "This place is wrongly drawn. If you want to enter the community without knowing it, you can enter directly from other places."

"Both entrances and exits are guarded by security booths. There is no security in the underground parking lot, but you have to swipe your card to get in. How do you get there?" Song Jianyu looked back at his screen again, but found no loopholes.

"Garbage trucks, every morning at [-]:[-] in our community, there will be garbage trucks coming in from outside the community. The garbage trucks will come in directly through the gate without going to the underground garage. They will stay in the temporary garbage parking spot inside the community for half an hour. Other communities It should be the same, right?" The student sitting on the right is growing taller, so the whole person is growing up like a stick.

The tall and thin student, with a big face that just got rid of baby fat, blinked his black eyes and looked at his future self: "Did I say something wrong?"

"No!" Song Jianyu shook his head back to his senses, and continued after answering: "In the future, don't go up and interrupt when you see strangers, it's very dangerous."

Although he lived until 2021, he still didn't get rid of the problem of being able to talk to strangers casually.

Five years later, the future people will give this kind of people a nickname called social bull syndrome.

"Oh." The trumpet Song Jianyu lowered his head again after hearing this and went to do his homework.

Next door to his left, the large Song Jianyu entered the keyword of garbage truck into the sticky note.

But here comes a new problem, people like Zhou Qiang can get into a garbage truck, but today that brother wearing more than 1000 new shoes, it is impossible to get into a garbage truck specifically for the purpose of killing people in a villa.

There must be other people who are connected, maybe even the owner of the villa in Linbeixiang, who brought them in personally.

There are a total of 32 villas in Linbei Lane. Even if Zhou Qiang and the others got into the villas for the first time, how could they find a vacant house by such a coincidence that the owner happened to go abroad with his whole family and would not return in a short time.

And how did the three dead people get in?

Who are they?What is the relationship with Zhou Qiang and others?

Song Jianyu's head went numb thinking about it, and he even went to the popular life forum five years ago to see how netizens analyzed the case.

After finishing the third test paper, the trumpet next door, Song Jianyu, directly packed everything on the table and put them in his schoolbag, and put away the ranger stall in the game that was still selling things under the bridge pier. With the money in hand, he turned off the phone and sent a text message to the deskmate, telling the other party that the registration was over today.

When leaving, the trumpet went to the bar to check out with her schoolbag, and the trumpet behind her, Song Jianyu, looked at the other person's back, and sighed silently: "I'm such a weirdo in the Internet cafe, I actually sat here all afternoon writing test papers, did I work so hard back then? "

In the past five years, he can't even remember the pictures of his hard work in high school.

Song Jianyu opened a bottle of coffee to refresh himself, and continued to browse the webpage. After dinner, he bought instant noodles at the Internet cafe. When the time drifted to 09:30 in the evening, the young man sitting in the Internet cafe was drinking the fourth bottle of coffee , nervously opened the lottery lottery platform.

One minute later, he held the ten sets of lottery numbers purchased for 1 yuan in his palm, sweating in his palm. From now on, this ticket is worth 20 million yuan.

In the night of this day, Song Jianyu sat in front of the computer seat which cost three yuan an hour and 15 yuan for the night, thinking about how to give the money to his past self in a legitimate way after receiving the prize tomorrow.

At 09:30 the next morning after not sleeping all night, the person who bought two green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms on the side of the road, and the person who bought a new phone card for 30 yuan, wobbled on the two-yuan bus Go to the redemption center.

After identity verification and lottery inspection, the prize redemption center also provides various masks, and those who want to take pictures can wear masks to take pictures here.

Song Jianyu rejected this kind of photo session, and members of the Red Cross warmly helped him introduce various charitable donation activities.

After deducting taxes, Song Jianyu donated all the fraction of the bonus.

By the time he cashed the check from the bank, he already had 4000 million deposits in his newly opened bank card.

Holding this newly opened bank card, Song Jianyu walked out of the bank without changing his expression and ran to the nearby big shopping mall, bought two sets of suits for himself, and went to the five-star hotel next door to open a room for a week.

After finishing all this, he lay in the bathtub of the hotel, holding the nail scissors bought at RMB [-], and seriously lowered his head to clean all the split nails on his hands.

He washed all the visible dust off his face, body and hair, and the young man who had almost rubbed off two layers of skin blinked sleepily, and took out another cup of canned frozen coffee from the refrigerator.

Drink it to refresh your mind, and the person who has regained consciousness is wearing a new suit, wearing black gloves and a face mask.

Song Jianyu had to do this, as long as Zhou Qiang stretched out his palm, people would see his previous identity, which was quite unfavorable for what he was going to do now.

After putting on gloves and a mask, he wore this 3 yuan suit and entered the place where he was going next. At least others would not doubt his identity too much.

Three or ten minutes later, Song Jianyu, who came to Bishui Street by taxi, got off the taxi and stood in front of Hongmei Clothing Store.

At this time, Shi Hongmei was still supporting the entire store by herself. At this moment, Shi Hongmei was sitting in front of the sewing machine helping people sew the curtains, when she saw a tall and thin young man walking in from the door of her store. Opening his face, he walked up to her and stood still.

"Hello, do you want to make clothes?" Shi Hongmei stood up, thinking that this young man was here to order clothes, so she took a look at the clothes on this man. not cheap.

"Hi, is that Shi Hongmei? My name is Song Minghui."

"Song Minghui?" Mother Song's eyes flashed blankly when she heard the name.

Song Jianyu looked at Song's mother and said, "I am Song Zongming's cousin."