when the moon whispers

Chapter 462: Accomplice - Entrance (Part )

Six accomplices in the case
Entrance to Ninety-Six (Part 2)
There was no light in the cramped room.

...Or maybe this place can't even be called a room. Song Zhiwen didn't know how long she had been unconscious after accidentally hitting the guardrail to avoid a head-on collision. When she opened her eyes and fell into darkness, she subconsciously struggled and twisted. It was not until her eyes, which had barely adapted to the darkness, vaguely saw the ceiling that was almost pressing down on her head that she calmed down a little. She panted for a long time and quietly explored the corner that held her captive.

The stool under his butt was rotten and in disrepair. It creaked every time he turned sideways, and his breath was filled with the smell of dust and dirt. His hands and feet, which were tied up with cable ties, moved slightly to test it, and it seemed that he could touch the hard metal of a storage cabinet - it was probably a storage attic that had been covered with dust for years. Even the translucent air vents were covered with light-proof and sound-proof wooden boards and cloth and nailed shut, so not even the slightest breeze could get in.

Song Zhiwen's throat rolled and he felt a little nauseous. He smacked the blood in his mouth, not sure if it was from the internal injuries he suffered in the car accident or the blood that surged up after he swallowed because his mouth was broken. He lowered his head and groped for the mobile phone that had not been taken away from his pocket. His fingertips accidentally scratched the broken and shattered screen glass, and he gasped.

"Awake? You woke up pretty quickly."

Two cold and sarcastic words floated faintly from the untouchable dark end.

Song Zhiwen shuddered violently, and seemed to finally remember the figure that appeared outside her car door before she lost consciousness at the scene of the car accident. She spoke in her instinctively trembling throat, "You... Song Wanwan's brother..."

"I just contacted you using Yuan Lanyin's phone number. It's been a long time."

Song Yike finally raised her hand and turned on the switch. The sudden blinding light made Song Zhiwen close her eyes tightly and dare not look up. She listened to the man walking on the dusty and debris-covered ground and approaching her about three or five steps away. She gritted her teeth and thought that the man was going to come forward and intimidate her violently. She closed her eyelids tightly and waited for a moment, but she only heard a very contemptuous snort from above her head: "... I asked Yuan Lanyin to persuade you, but you didn't listen. Then I had to get her mobile phone number to dispel your vigilance and concerns. I just said it on the phone, as long as you are willing to publicly admit that you were the one who caused my sister's death and are willing to make all the truth public, I will definitely let you walk out of this attic alive."

"I've made it clear enough on the phone just now..." Song Zhiwen muttered, frowning and looking up at the calm and somewhat innocent expression of the man in front of him: "Your sister's death really has nothing to do with me. When she fell from the upstairs, Yuan Lanyin and I were in the small conference room of the publishing house... I was also shocked at the time! It was originally just a copyright dispute. Who would have thought that she was really going to sacrifice a life?!"

"Since it has nothing to do with you, why are you running?"

Song Yike sneered, "If my sister's death had nothing to do with you, and if you were not one of the most hateful people who harmed her, then why didn't you dare to stay under the protection and surveillance of the police? Why did you secretly drive to the airport before everything was made public, and book a flight that was about to take off, and escape to a foreign country?"

"When a man is about to die, his words are kind. That policeman and Chai Qing both want to exchange their lives with me."

Song Yike glanced at Song Zhiwen with a half-doubt, his eyes bloodshot from the irritation and anger that covered his neck. He stared at the face that showed no regrets for fear of death in disbelief. He sighed deeply, stepped back half a step, turned around and pointed at the mobile phone that had been set up and was waiting to enter the live broadcast room: "Xue Yilian helped me get your live broadcast account when she was working at Lanqiao. If everything goes well with Tu Siyao... it's just right - let your fans see what kind of heart you have later."——————

Jiang Mo crawled out of the pit covered in mud and blood. He watched from afar as Tu Siyao, who was carried down the mountain on a stretcher, disappeared from his sight. He raised his finger and pinched the phone that was reporting the situation to Gu Xing. He frowned and blinked at the speaker: "This driver is scary. His face is covered with a sheet. Those who know him might be afraid of the strong lights on the roadside. Those who don't know might think something has happened to him..."

"Tu Siyao is still alive, luckily she was found in time. Xiao Luo just checked with the ambulance doctor, who said that she cut her wrist mainly where the capillaries are densely packed, but the paper cutter is so sharp that it is afraid of a little force. When Tu Siyao wanted to withdraw the knife, she pushed it forward and it cut the radial artery - Song Yike probably tricked us into this mountain just to save Tu Siyao's life..."

Jiang Mo was far away when he put his hand on Xiao Letian, who had missed the rescue operation in the pit because of a call from Zhou You with a bad signal. He looked at his panicked and worried face when he saw her covered in blood, and said, "It was rubbed off Tu Siyao. The slope of the pit was too big, and all the blood flowed on me." He turned around and continued with Gu Xing, "The electricity and the network were stolen in the pit, and a 300-liter freezer that was discarded from the neighborhood committee a long time ago was hidden. The freezer had been turned off, and there were urns and incense burners on the freezer, but no tablets. There was a stale corpse smell in the freezer, and Xiao Luo was still checking it."

"Tu Siyao should be planning to cooperate with Song Yike to broadcast some murder scene live. I found a remote-controlled recorder among the live broadcast equipment in the cave. It contains the content recorded in advance by Song Yike. As long as Tu Siyao's wrist bleeds, she can scare people in any way she wants." Jiang Mo frowned and raised her hand to take the tissue that Xiao Letian handed to her with a sigh of relief. "Now it's clear that they are using Yuan Lanyin and Tu Siyao to play a trick on us, and then take the opportunity to catch the big fish Song Zhiwen."

"The call from Zhou You just now is also related to this matter." Xiao Letian raised his hand obediently and interrupted in a depressed tone, "The good thing is that Officer Chen has woken up and his injuries are still under control; the bad thing is that Song Yike stole the gun before he fell into a coma, and discussed with Tu Siyao in the car for a long time how to cooperate and disperse the police force to trick Song Zhiwen out... It's just that Officer Chen didn't expect that his body couldn't hold on, and the clues were not kept intact, and it was delayed until now and it was too late..."

"So we can no longer passively wait for Song Yike to actively threaten us."

Gu Xing held a cigarette between his lips, his voice floating vaguely in the microphone, "Old Geng has returned from the Nanyang Road Police Station where he fooled the media. He and Old Gao will be in charge of the command center later. Song Yike's statements of truth and facts are pure nonsense. He just wants revenge, to make Song Zhiwen lose his reputation like his sister Song Wanwan and die completely. But this instigator will most likely not be dealt with on the spot... He needs a - 'execution site'."

"Two choices."

Jiang Mo paused while wiping the blood and dirt, "The building where Song Wanwan fell, or - Wan Dushan..."

Gu Xing groaned and took a slow breath: "Leave the aftermath to Lao Cao. I'm going to the building where Song Wanwan fell. You take Le Tianer with you and go to the nearby Wandu Mountain to check."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"The mist and clouds ask for information, the wind and moon know each other."