Rebirth of Merry Career

Zhang Wuyang's sudden death caught people by surprise. Except for Qin Xiaoming who hurried over from Hetu Township, only Zhou Jing could help, including car arrangements, condolences from relatives and friends, and funeral cremation. All other matters were handled by him alone. After two days, the funeral was finally finished, and everyone was relieved, and their tired and depressed mood eased.

What needs to be considered now is naturally the cause of Zhang Wuyang's death. Zhou Jing naturally refused to believe the accident that the deputy mayor Wei Heping said, but he also felt that the possibility of the other party's murder and silence is not very high. The reason is very simple. If you want to make a move, you should go outside first, Zhou Jing who is the most threatening, and not Zhang Wuyang who is in prison and has lost his freedom. This order is wrong.

What Zhou Jing suspected was that someone else had murdered Zhang Wuyang. After all, Zhang Wuyang had worked in the Criminal Police Force for half his life, and dealt with those desperadoes almost every day. Retaliation, and when Zhang Wuyang broke the law and was also in deep trouble, it was the best time for those people to retaliate. This kind of speculation can also stand.

Xu was in order to clear the suspicion. On Tuesday afternoon, Wei Heping went to the municipal party committee compound, dragged Zhou Jing to the Municipal Bureau, and checked the interrogation records, the prisoner's recordings, and some witnesses in his office. The evidence provided, and all the information in it, showed that this bloody case was just a dispute between two prisoners, it was a sudden incident, and it was not intentional.

Zhou Jing sat at his desk, listening to the confession in the tape recorder over and over again, his eyes fell on the file, staring at the resume of the criminal suspect, he lit a cigarette, frowned and smoked it. The prisoner's name was Lu Zhenlin, not a young man. A native of Yang, not even a native of Jiangzhou, was arrested by the police for stabbing a middle-aged woman with a knife for robbery in Qingyang half a year ago. After trial, he was sentenced to seven years in prison.

Judging from the files, this person has never been to Qingyang before, and he has no criminal record here. He has a strong personality, and he was the leader of the criminal police team before he was imprisoned, so he was used to giving orders. Even after entering the prison, he did not change this habit. Instead, he became the head of the prison and supervised several prisoners in the same room.

However, the materials show that this guy named Lu Zhenlin has always been disobedient. The two have fought several times in the cell. Every time they made gestures, Zhang Wuyang beat his opponent to the point where he was powerless to fight back. But after several months, There was still no way to completely tame him. The night before the incident, the two had a fierce quarrel over trivial matters. Zhang Wuyang even slapped each other with the help of alcohol.

It was this slap that caused trouble. While Zhang Wuyang was drunk and asleep, he picked up half a brick hidden under the pillow and slammed it on Zhang Wuyang's head. The prisoners next to him were dumbfounded when they saw it. He stepped forward to stop him, until the screams alarmed the prison guards outside, and after they hurriedly opened the cell, they found that Zhang Wuyang was dying, and he was gone before he was sent to the hospital.

This process is no different from Wei Heping's narration on Friday night, and the chain of evidence is relatively complete. At least no flaws can be seen from the materials. In addition, Wei Heping lowered his stance and faced it more sincerely. It's not easy for Zhou Jing to pursue this matter. He lit a cigarette, frowned and took a few puffs, then said softly, "Mayor Wei, can I have a look at that guy?"

Wei Heping smiled slightly, put away the file, looked at the door, and said softly: "Yes, I will arrange it now."

"Thank you!" Zhou Jing's expression was extremely calm, he frowned and smoked, and after Wei Heping called, he followed him downstairs, got into the car, and headed to the prison. Along the way, both of them were in complicated moods. Speculate on each other's psychology.

When he arrived at the prison, Zhou Jing saw the prisoner, stared into his eyes, and asked some questions. Lu Zhenlin had a calm expression, staring dully at the tiles on the ground, and repeated a few words over and over again. Zhang Wuyang was too crazy. He was not used to being king and hegemony, and he couldn't bear Zhang Wuyang's torture, so he wanted to kill him. There was no other matter in it, and no one ordered it.

Zhou Jing asked for more than ten minutes, but he didn't find any clues, and he was a little discouraged. The other party had been beaten with bruises and swollen face, and he was very embarrassed. I got off the car in the city center, took a taxi alone, and went to Qin Xiaoqian's house. When I got upstairs, I stood silently at the door for a long time, then raised my right hand and knocked lightly on the door.

The door was quickly opened, and Qin Xiaoqian appeared in front of her. She was wearing a brown nightgown, with a large area of ​​white and crystal clear skin on her chest. Her alluring waistline.

There was no makeup on that pretty cheek, but it was as tender as creamy fat, as white as jade, and there was a mournful and sad look between her brows, which made her look a little haggard, but she was particularly lovable. The red lips like rose petals bloomed slightly, showing There is a kind of sad and blurred beauty.

Qin Xiaoqian took a look, then turned sideways, let him into the room, then went to the kitchen, brought two cups of tea, put them on the coffee table, leaned on the edge of the sofa, turned her head to the side, and bit her pink lip , keeping silent, a pair of small white hands were rubbing the hem of the skirt, and under the hem of the skirt, the pair of slender and slender legs were elegantly brought together and leaned to the side.

Zhou Jing held the tea, took a sip, put down the cup, looked up towards the direction of the bedroom, and said in a low voice, "Where's Jingjing?"

Qin Xiaoqian sighed, and quietly said: "Not at home, when school is over, I was picked up by the child's grandma!"

Zhou Jing snorted, took out a Zhonghua cigarette from his pocket, threw it on the coffee table, took out one, lit it, frowned, took a puff, and said with concern: "Sister Qin, your complexion is still not very good, please take a few days off to rest. God, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Qin Xiaoqian glanced at him, shook her head slightly, and said indifferently: "No, I can get through it!"

"Don't be brave!" Zhou Jing dusted off the ash, stood up, took the ashtray to the window, looked at the night in the distance, and said softly: "I went to the prison with Mayor Wei in the afternoon and met that guy , Judging from the conversation and evidence, no other clues have been found, and for the time being, this is the only way to go."

Qin Xiaoqian nodded, leaned on the sofa coquettishly, curled up her legs, and said frowningly: "The people are gone, and it doesn't make any sense to investigate further. What I think now is to hope that Jingjing will get rid of her sooner." Shade, don't cry every day."

Zhou Jing was silent for a while, then turned his head and said, "Sister Qin, did he mention anything important when we chatted with Team Zhang before?"

Qin Xiaoqian shook her head, and said sadly: "No, he is machismo. He rarely talks to me about work matters, and he is not allowed to ask about some things. If he asks too much, he will lose his temper."

Zhou Jing hummed, looked outside for a while, saw that everything in the community was normal, put out the cigarette, turned around and went to the room, drew the curtains, put the chair in the center, opened the drawer of the table, and looked for He took out a screwdriver, stepped on the chair, removed the lampshade above his head, took out a small key, put the lampshade back on, returned to the living room, put the key on the tea table, and said in a low voice: "Sister Qin, this key Key, have you seen it?"

Qin Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment, reached out to take the key, frowned and said, "No, I've never seen it before. This doesn't look like the key at home."

Zhou Jing glanced at her, hesitantly said: "Sister Qin, think about it carefully, this key may be very important."

Qin Xiaoqian sat up, turned her head to look at Zhou Jing, and said in surprise, "Xiao Jing, do you suspect that Wu Yang was deliberately murdered?"

"No." Zhou Jing frowned slightly, thinking: "Sister Qin, there are some things that are not convenient for me to tell you, but I have to investigate thoroughly so that I can feel at ease."

Qin Xiaoqian nodded, a trace of sadness flashed across her pretty face, she took the key, stood up, paced slowly in the room, after a while, suddenly remembered something, said in surprise: "Remember Woke up, Wu Yang seems to have said that he has saved a sum of private money outside, and he will get it back when Jingjing grows up, does this key have something to do with taking the money?"

Zhou Jing was stunned for a moment, and then asked in puzzlement, "Did he say where to put the money?"

Qin Xiaoqian sighed, shook her head and said, "It's all said to be private money, so naturally I can't find out!"

Zhou Jing smiled, and said in a low voice: "Forget it, look slowly, you keep the key, maybe you will use it someday."

Qin Xiaoqian hummed, went back to the sofa with the key, turned on the TV, flipped through a few channels, but didn't have the heart to watch it, just holding her greasy chin with both hands, in a daze, wondering what she was thinking about.

After a long time, she stood up coquettishly, and said softly: "Xiaojing, sit down first, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go back and rest."

"Okay, you rest first!" Zhou Jingjing nodded, watched her enter the bedroom, took the remote control, changed the channel, watched the news for a while, got up and went to the bathroom, took off her clothes, took a hot shower, Then he put water in the bathtub and lay down in it.

Half an hour later, Zhou Jing wrapped himself in a bath towel, went out of the bathroom, returned to the sofa and lay down, drank tea, and watched TV programs, but his heart felt like grass had grown.

After dawdling for a while, he picked up the remote control, turned off the TV, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number. After the call was connected, he lowered his voice and said, "Sister Qin, are you asleep?"

"Not yet!" Qin Xiaoqian sighed, turned over, and said softly: "Xiaojing, I'm in a bad mood these days, don't make trouble, let me be quiet for a while!"

Zhou Jing smiled, nodded and said, "Don't worry, I just want to chat with you to make you feel better."

Qin Xiaoqian's nose was sour, and she almost burst into tears. She hurriedly covered her pink lips with her hands, and whispered: "I don't want to get better, I just want to cry, and cry hard!"

Zhou Jing was silent, and after a while, he said softly: "Then cry, cry out all the grievances, maybe it will feel better."

Qin Xiaoqian hummed, covered her pink lips with her hand, tears streaming down, and soon burst into tears, and after a long time, she said hoarsely: "Crying out, it's really much more comfortable, Xiaojing, I'm sleepy, good night!"

"Sister Qin, good night!" Zhou Jing smiled, hung up the phone, put the phone on the coffee table, pulled the blanket and lay down, stared at the chandelier on the ceiling, frowned and smoked, lost in thought, and after a long time, put He extinguished the cigarette, threw it into the ashtray, turned over, and fell asleep soundly.