Attending ex-girlfriend's wedding, arresting the groom's officer on the spot

When the investigation turned to Liu Jianfeng's hometown, Luofeng Village in Yunnan, the village chief squatted by the grain drying field and rolled a pipe: "His parents are both honest people. Their son suddenly built a three-story house. The old couple was terrified." In Liu Jianfeng's old bedroom, Wang Shuai found a faded notebook from the bottom of a camphorwood box. There was a yellowed train ticket on the cover. The date was three years ago - exactly the same as when Qin Lili first arrived in Haizhou. The handwriting on the inner pages gradually changed from neat to manic, and the last page was written in blood: "I will take you home."

At this time, Yang Sen found something unusual in the massive communication records. Half a month before his disappearance, Liu Jianfeng frequently contacted his junior high school classmate Zhao Qiang, who ran a stone factory in the suburbs of Haizhou. When the police arrived, Zhao Qiang's truck tires were still stained with the unique red soil of Qinglan Mountain. "He said he wanted to find a quiet place to carve a large work." Zhao Qiang wiped his cold sweat, "So I lent him the abandoned cave in the back mountain."

The search team found a shocking scene in the cave: the floor was covered with moisture-proof mats, and boxes of compressed biscuits and mineral water were piled in the corners. Complex drawings were drawn with chalk on the rock wall, marking the location of Chang'an Building and the jade processing area. The most horrifying thing was the jade carving on the cave wall - two twisted human figures were fighting, and the date "7.15" was engraved on the base. Zhang Kai squatted down and extracted cement debris from the cracks in the carvings, which was exactly the same as the composition of the freezer corpse scene.

"He was simulating the murder process." Lu Chuan held up a photo of the scene, "This cave is his planning room." The technical department also sent a message that Liu Jianfeng had searched online for "deep mountain forest rental" and "long-term camouflage online purchase" before he disappeared. By comparing the surveillance of the forestry department, a van with a license plate covered by mud was found in the Cangsong Forest Farm deep in Qinglan Mountain. The driving trajectory was highly consistent with the signal point where Liu Jianfeng's mobile phone last disappeared.

The task force deployed a search operation overnight. When the first rays of morning light pierced through the fog in the mountains, twenty special police officers were divided into five groups and headed deep into the forest with thermal imaging cameras. In front of a group of abandoned wooden houses, the police dog suddenly barked non-stop - the smell of turpentine seeping from the cracks in the wooden boards was exactly the same as the smell in the cave.

The rain in Qinglan Mountain started to fall as soon as it was said, like a bucket of water overturned by the sky. Wang Shuai wiped the rain off his face, and the intercom was crackling with noise. This was already the third hour since they entered the mountain to search for Liu Jianfeng. Their trouser legs were already torn by the thorns, and half a pound of mud and water could be poured out of their rubber shoes.

"There's no cell phone signal in this damn place, and the walkie-talkie doesn't work either." Zhang Hui kicked away the rotten branches at his feet, and his camouflage uniform was stained with dark red mountain mud. "I should have brought two local dogs. They are much more reliable than these high-tech gadgets." Several young police officers in the team complained in a low voice. Yang Sen was carrying 20 kilograms of equipment and was panting with exhaustion. "I haven't digested the buns I ate in the police station yesterday. I should have eaten two more."

Lu Chuan held up the map and identified the direction in the rain. The contour lines were blurred by the rain. "Stop grumbling. Cangsong Forest Farm is on the hill ahead." He pointed to the foggy valley. "No matter how good Liu Jianfeng is at hiding, he has to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain." As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Zhou, who was walking in the front, suddenly raised his hand to signal. The team immediately dispersed like they did during training and squatted in the wet bushes.

"There's smoke coming out of the wooden house ahead!" Old Zhou lowered his voice. Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, they saw a few wisps of white smoke floating on the broken wooden roof halfway up the mountain. Wang Shuai's heart tightened, and he touched the pistol on his waist. The rain was falling at a very inappropriate time, and the sound of the rain covered the sound of footsteps and blurred their vision.

A group of five people surrounded them, mud and water gurgling under their feet. As soon as Zhang Hui's group touched the back wall of the wooden house, they heard a clanging sound from inside, like a chisel chiseling stone. "This grandson is still carving!" Zhang Hui gritted his teeth in anger. Lu Chuan made a gesture, and the three groups of people kicked open the front and back doors at the same time, shouting "Police! Don't move!" and rushed in.

The room was filled with the pungent smell of pine, and the firewood in the fire pit crackled. But there was no one in the room, only an unfinished jadeite stone on the broken table, and the carving knife was still warm. "The person ran away!" Wang Shuai lifted the torn quilt under the bed and found a tunnel entrance on the ground, with fresh footprints on the wet soil.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and a flash flood could break out at any time. Lu Chuan stared at the tunnel entrance in worry. The tunnel was narrow and dark, and he didn't know where it led to. "I'll go down and take a look." Lao Zhou volunteered, put on a headlamp and went in. The rest of the people guarded the cave entrance, and muffled thunder could be heard from time to time in the rain curtain.

"This tunnel is full of twists and turns, like a maze." Lao Zhou's voice came from the intercom intermittently, "I think I heard..." Before he finished speaking, a sharp electric sound suddenly came from the intercom. Wang Shuai was so anxious that he kept hitting the intercom: "Lao Zhou! Lao Zhou! Please answer if you hear me!"

At this moment, a gunshot was heard from deep in the valley. Everyone's heart was in their throat. They didn't care about Lao Zhou in the tunnel and ran towards the direction of the gunshot. Rain mixed with sweat flowed into their eyes, which hurt. When they arrived, they saw Lao Zhou lying in the mud with a bullet in his arm. Liu Jianfeng's figure was looming in the rain and fog, running towards a higher cliff.

"Medic! Bandage Lao Zhou!" Lu Chuan ordered with red eyes, "Others keep chasing! We must find him alive or dead!" The pursuit team climbed up the steep hillside, digging through the cracks in the rocks and stepping on the mossy stones. A young police officer slipped and almost rolled down the cliff, but his comrade next to him was quick to grab his backpack strap.

"Is this kid born in the year of the monkey? He's running so fast!" Zhang Hui panted, his lungs felt like they were on fire. The rain had turned into hail at some point, hitting his helmet with a thud. After turning a bend in the mountain, he finally saw Liu Jianfeng's back again. He was holding a homemade hunting rifle in his hand, his hair and clothes were soaked by the rain, and he looked like he had been fished out of the water.

"Liu Jianfeng! You can't run away! Surrender!" Lu Chuan shouted while holding a loud speaker. The other party suddenly turned around and fired a shot into the sky, startling a flock of mountain birds. "Don't come over here! If you come over again, I'll jump off the cliff!" Liu Jianfeng's voice was filled with tears, and there was a bottomless cliff under his feet.

During the stalemate, Yang Sen quietly went around the rocks on the side and pounced on Liu Jianfeng when he was not paying attention. The two wrestled in the mud, and the shotgun flew far away. Seeing this, other police officers rushed forward and finally pinned Liu Jianfeng down. The suspect who had been on the run for a week now collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, mumbling: "My jade, my work" (End of this chapter)