Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

"Don't worry, boss, I will never forget your order."

Donghai Bay was a bridge away from where they were, and Song Jianyu sat in the car looking at his watch from time to time.

As time went by, when their vehicle was only three kilometers away from Donghai Bay, Song Jianyu heard the siren car, and three police cars drove from behind them, ignoring the traffic lights and heading straight for Donghai Bay.

When Song Jianyu arrived in Donghai Bay, he saw the police over there chasing people away on the beach.

Their vehicle stopped in front of the dam, Dao Scar ran down to inquire about the news, and after a while he came back and told Song Jianyu: "The boss is dead! I heard that the serial murderer did it. He is really crazy."

Song Jianyu looked at the busy criminal police below with the sea breeze blowing, and scratched his hair in annoyance. Turning around, he saw that many people were being chased out by the police among the crowd on the beach not far away.

Among them was a man wearing a dark blue shirt, colorful shorts and bare feet, carrying a backpack in his hand, and was being chased by the police, walking out along the crowd.

Song Jianyu took a few steps forward, squinting at the man's clothes and bare feet, and finally moved his gaze to the backpack in the man's hand.

Where had he seen this backpack before?

"Where did you see it?" The more Song Jianyu looked at it, the more he felt that the backpack looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

But others have already subconsciously walked in that direction first.

"Where is the boss going?"

Scar's roar made everyone in front of the dam turn their heads to look over. Only the man Song Jianyu was staring at was holding his backpack with his head down, and instead of making any movement, he quickened his pace.

Song Jianyu looked at the running figure and suddenly remembered where he had seen the backpack.

"Scar drives after him! It's that person!"

The whole body of this person does not exceed 100 yuan, but he is carrying an antique backpack worth tens of thousands of dollars. Song Jianyu once saw a foreigner in a documentary whose family was very poor. One day there was a visitor As a guest, I accidentally saw the pattern of the backpack used to hold chicken food in his home and suspected it was an antique.

Let them try to ask an appraisal expert to appraise it and see if it can be exchanged for money.

It turned out that the backpack was the product of an international brand when it was founded. In 1967, less than one hundred backpacks were produced.

Now there are only a dozen left, and the value of this antique bag has now risen to [-] US dollars.

In a small city like Jinjiang 20 years ago, a woman dressed so plainly and Song Jianyu had been staring at the other's bare feet just now, and saw that there were many calluses and dead skin on the heels.

People who will buy this kind of backpack, even if they wear it cheaply, their feet will not look like they have done a lot of work and suffered a lot.

Song Jianyu chased after him without thinking, and Dao Scar hurriedly asked his younger brother to drive the car over from behind.

"Boss, get in the car! Let's drive after this 1000 million." Dao Scar was still thinking about the 1000 million.

Brother Fat was so fat that Song Jianyu gasped after running two steps. The car door opened and he got in to signal Scar to chase after him.

On the other hand, he covered his heart that was about to burst and closed his eyes, trying to ease his breathing.

After opening and closing like this, when Song Jianyu calmed down and opened it again, he found himself lying in the second bedroom with his palm covering his heart.

"Fuck!"

He beat the bed angrily, turned over, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Until the next morning when he woke up again, Song Jianyu opened his eyes again and looked at the gray ceiling above, wanting to swear ten thousand words to God.

"You don't let me sleep when I want to sleep, you let me sleep when I don't want to sleep, you play with me, right?"

God ignored this passage, and the person lying on the bed got up stubbornly, went out to eat a piece of rice noodles, and then went home and continued to lie down and sleep.

When he opened his eyes again this time, Song Jianyu looked at the sleeping woman lying in his arms, her hair covered in black lines and the corners of her mouth twitched, and she directly pushed her out of her body.

The long-haired, wavy beauty murmured in her sleep, "I hate—"

Song Jianyu couldn't help but put on his clothes lightly, and went out quickly.

Outside the door, Scar was standing in a crack in the corner, hugging a woman and kissing me.

"Scar."

Song Jianyu walked over without squinting and patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "What's the date today?"

"Boss, we just came back from East Bay."

Hearing that they had just returned from Donghai Bay, Song Jianyu frowned and signaled the girl beside him to leave first.

After the person left, he asked Scar alone: ​​"Has that person caught up?"

Dao Scar wiped the lipstick mark on the corner of his mouth, and smiled wrinkledly: "I didn't catch up, that kid is like a fish skater, after getting into the market, our car couldn't get in, and then you woke up and asked Luoyang If the group of people have arrived, let's go straight back to the bar."

Song Jianyu cursed again in his heart. He came out of a bar that was noisier than a thousand ducks collectively quacking. In a pink gift shop, he bought a mini bear the size of a palm and borrowed it from the clerk. paper and pen.

The person who wrote a line of words on the paper tore off the bear's tail in front of the clerk, put the note in a plastic bag with earrings, sealed it, and put it in the bear's stomach.

Facing the store clerk's scrutinizing eyes, Song Jianyu waved the broken tail and explained: "Give it to the person I have a crush on, she is going to get married next week. I don't want my feelings to be a burden on her, so let this The little bear who hides my thoughts will accompany her in the future."

The shopkeeper with strange eyes in one second was moved to tears in the next second.

Song Jianyu smiled slightly at this, and handed the bear and the broken tail: "I will offer 50 yuan, please sew the tail back on."

"Don't worry! I guarantee that no one will be able to tell who sewed it up for you!"

The store owner was very excited. Although this man is not very good-looking, he has true feelings!

Look at how beautiful those words are. The person you like is about to get married, but the groom is not you.

Moreover, he thoughtfully did not bother the other party, but only expressed his feelings in such a subtle way.

The clerk was so moved by his brain-filling picture.

The little bear's tail was stitched neatly, even if you look carefully, you won't see the trace of the tail being torn off by someone.

He also used a pink translucent packaging bag to help him pack the bear for free, and finally put it in a gift box.

Song Jianyu spent another 100 yuan and asked the other party to send the bear to the address he gave on September [-]st.

Holding the 100 yuan, the clerk swore to God that he would send his feelings to the person he had a crush on.

Those who finished all this got on a bus on the side of the road and went to the vicinity of Yunda.

The fifth case was on August 23rd, and there are still five days to go. It is impossible for Song Jianyu to stay awake for five days.

So before leaving, he went to the vicinity of the university, where he wanted to see his parents when he was young again.

"Amin, that person is so strange, he always stares at me." Shi Hongmei, who was just in her early twenties, lowered her head, buried her head in the book, and whispered to her boyfriend.

Song Zongming raised his head and looked in the direction his girlfriend said.

Beside the bookshelf one meter away, stood a man who weighed at least 180 kilograms and was 1.8 meters tall. The man was staring at him with that ferocious expression.

If Song Jianyu knew what the other party was thinking, he would definitely call him wronged.

This fat guy has been in the rivers and lakes all year round, and it is said that he has participated in gang fights and hacked people before, and he is so fat that his double eyelids are squeezed into squinted eyes.

He would like to look more friendly, but this physical innate condition is placed here, so he can't do it at all.

Song Zongming met that uneasy look, and calmly let his girlfriend hide behind him, while he faced the strong man: "Is there something wrong?"

Song Jianyu nodded, "It's something."

After lingering on his parents for a few seconds, he smiled and said, "You match your girlfriend very well."

Song Zongming, who originally thought he was looking for trouble, suddenly didn't know how to answer when he heard this.

Those who haven't thought about replying, saw the other party finish saying this and left.

People who came out of Xinhua Bookstore looked up at the blue sky and white clouds that belonged to 23 years ago: "It seems that there is no change from 23 years ago."

Song Jianyu woke up from his bed that night, picked up his mobile phone and went online to check the latest trending topics.

As a result, the first topic in the hot search was #杀死者者者被被被被者#

Song Jianyu opened the hot search with the suffix marked explosive, clicked in and saw that the top news was a police report.

Police in Jinjiang City found a human leg in a trash can on the street today. According to the identification result, it was Yu Shuhui's leg.

The female murderer who is being wanted is now dismembered and thrown in the trash can.

Police are still searching for the remaining body parts.

"That lunatic."

Song Jianyu quit the hot search topic, opened his circle of friends, and sent a message to Qin Shiguan, who hadn't said a word since then.

It was already six o'clock the next morning when Qin Shiguan saw the news.

Recently, the Criminal Investigation Brigade has been working overtime every day. A group of people have not been home for a week, and they are busy with the two cases of Yu Shuhui and 863 every day.

Now Yu Shuhui was suddenly killed, and the murderer of the three cases became unknown.

Director Shi Hongwei also didn't go home, and was holding a meeting in the conference room with Zhou Jianming and the people who came to support from the Eastern District.

We are discussing the joint handling of these three cases.

It involves the 23 case in 863 years that may have caught the wrong real culprit. There are piles of documents and reports that need to be processed, and there are also problems such as the resignation or promotion of the investigators that year.

Nowadays, countless voices from the outside world are questioning their abilities, and half of them are still on the main road, checking the trash cans and sewers one by one, trying to find the remaining body parts of Yu Shuhui.

Qin Shiguan threw away the disposable gloves that he had been wearing for a day, took out his phone and saw that he had received a message.

Open it and see that the sender is Song Jianyu.

"Is that little bear that your sister sent you 23 years ago still there?"

Qin Shiguan looked at the endless news and directly called back.

Song Jianyu on the other end of the phone was still awake, and he answered the phone when it rang for the first time.

"Did you throw away the little bear?" Song Jianyu wondered why the other party called. The thing should not be thrown away.

At the beginning, he used Qin Lan's name as the sender.

Counting the time, the little bear was considered the last gift Qin Lan sent out during his lifetime. Based on this time, Qin Shiguan probably wouldn't throw it away.

"No, but how do you know my sister sent me something 23 years ago."

Qin Shiguan received that gift the day after Qin Lan's body was found.