Case Files 013

"After Shi Huacheng was imprisoned, I knew that he always wanted to get Shi Huacheng out, but he was unable to do anything." Zhao Mingkun looked at me seriously: "Over the years, he has been recruiting fugitives all over the country. I don't know. What is he going to do? I only know that Dongxing City will soon be disturbed by these people."

"So you're going to find him?" I asked.

Zhao Mingkun nodded: "For ten years, I have been teaching him what kind of person to be, but it backfired and he became the type of person I least wanted to see. You are all like this. Obviously, you have worked hard. I pushed you out of this circle, but you still came in, life."

"But what are you going to do when you find him?" I said, "Do you still hope that Wu Zui will be able to turn back now?"

"I can't look back, I can't look back."

A heavy sigh.

Forget it, Zhao Mingkun asked me: "Forget it, tell me about your little girlfriend. Where did she disappear from, and how are we going to track her down? "

I frowned, sat on the ground, and said slowly: "The last time I saw Guan Zengbin, she was still on the back mountain of Xingdong Village. The murderer tied her to a bed, but according to the murderer, Ze's persona would not kill her. When we checked later, we determined that Guan Zengbin should be fine. But from the folded clothes, Guan Zengbin must not have left by herself. "

Zhao Mingkun said: "In Xingdong Village, in addition to the large road, there are many small roads. The small roads are narrow, and cars can't pass through them, but motorcycles can. But if it is a motorcycle, and you want to transport such a large person, it is also difficult to transport such a large person. Not an easy task. Also, why not dress her? What was she wearing? "

I closed my eyes and said, "It's the kind of fleece you wear in late winter and early spring. What's wrong?"

"That's quite thick." Zhao Mingkun said, "Wearing such thick clothes makes it inconvenient to move around. Where is it difficult to pass? "

"Where is that?" I asked.

Zhao Mingkun shook his head: "It's not clear yet, but to find out about this matter, you must find someone who knows about it. Do you think you can go back to that cave? "

After pondering for a moment, I said, "I can't go back. Now Xiao Liu is in charge of this matter. With Xiao Liu's meticulous character, there must be someone guarding the underground space, and we can't get in at all. And we know this. The person who built this underground space, Wu Xiufen, is dead. There are too many roads in the underground space, and people who are not familiar with the structure may not be able to get out. "

"What do you think this is for?" In the darkness, I couldn't see Zhao Mingkun's face, so I heard Zhao Mingkun say: "Do you think, if it is just to build an underground space, it is necessary to build a labyrinth?" And what is this underground space built for? If you want to give the murderer a place to live, then this place is really too big. "

I nodded and said seriously, "Yes, this is definitely not built by Wu Xiufen's heart, but I don't know what it was built for."

"Structure diagram." Zhao Mingkun said: "To build such a complex underground labyrinth, it is definitely not something that can be built by oneself.

There are design drawings and structural drawings, so where is this structural drawing, and is there any chance to see it? "

I snapped my fingers and said, "I remember Wu Xiufen has a bad habit of putting everything in her drawer. She has everything in her drawer, I think, if the structural drawing is still there, it must be in Wu Xiufen's drawer. Perhaps then we will know how Guan Zengbin was taken away. "

Zhao Mingkun smiled, and then said, "Then, we have to go to Xingdong Village, I hope the structure diagram is still there."

"Just." I said, "How do we get there? There must be policemen on the road. "

"We need a motorcycle," Zhao Mingkun said, "Tomorrow I will find a motorcycle and we will take a small road. I just don't know if there will be police at Wu Xiufen's home. "

I said firmly, "No! The murderer has been arrested, and the relationship between Wu Xiufen and this case has been investigated. Now people are needed everywhere to arrest me, and there will be no police there. However, we can't stay too long. Yes. The villagers should have been notified to pay attention to us. "

Zhao Mingkun nodded, looked out the window, and said, "Go to sleep, it's getting late."

I looked at the empty surroundings and said, "Do you just sleep like this?"

Zhao Mingkun stood up and set the bottle up again. After making sure to be alert, Zhao Mingkun said, "How can we sleep? We can't take the quilt away, it's too obvious. I've been here for seven years, and you hope that someone can prove your innocence as soon as possible, right? Otherwise, you will suffer. "

Before I contacted her, I only thought that Zhao Mingkun was a fugitive who was elusive, even a bit like the ancient Snitch. But after actually getting in touch, I realised that such a day is really not something that ordinary people can bear. There is no entertainment, no enjoyment, just endless loneliness.

It's only nine o'clock, and oftentimes, young people's lives are just beginning at this time.

"I thought. " I looked at Zhao Mingkun, who was curled up in a corner, and said, "Your life should be full of fun. You can do whatever you want."

Zhao Mingkun snorted coldly: "That's how people are, they are always envious of each other. So I don't want you to be like me. A fugitive is a fugitive. Dare not buy what you want, dare not do what you want. It's like a cockroach hiding in the east. As soon as the light shines, it hides in the dark crevices. Waking up from a nightmare is the life of a fugitive. No amount of money can help you. "

I believe her words, "empty."

After a moment of silence, I asked in a low voice, "How's the injury on your stomach? It's only been less than a week. "

Zhao Mingkun snorted, "It's okay, the wound is not particularly deep, otherwise, I would have bled too much and died. It's just that when I was in the sewer, I shed too much blood. I don't know if the police have noticed it."

I frowned. Xiao Liu couldn't have missed the obvious traces, could he? I suddenly remembered what Xiao Liu once said to me after he came back. Xiao Liu, did you know about this?

If you know that there is an entanglement between me and Zhao Mingkun, I am afraid that

I will admit that I am a murderer. After all, someone who is with a murderer is definitely not a normal person. And I wanted to kill the murderer at the time, but I couldn't because of this reason.

I was silent all night, and when I was still sleeping, Zhao Mingkun had already woken up.

When Zhao Mingkun woke me up, it was four in the morning. From the outside of the window, the sky is still pitch black, and the darkness before dawn is always particularly dark. Only the street lights are on, and the lights in every household were turned off. Zhao Mingkun wiped the traces of our sleep with a cloth, and then hooked her fingers and let me go out.

At this moment, every household is asleep, and the surroundings are silent.

In such a quiet environment, I didn't even dare speak aloud, for fear of disturbing the quiet atmosphere: "So early?"

Zhao Mingkun nodded and said, "Four o'clock in the morning is the time when people are the most sleepy and when they sleep the most, especially for night owls like you, who may go to bed between three and four o'clock, and sleep like a pig. At this time, no one can disturb us."

I retorted: "You've stepped into the life of an old man early."

And when I walked out of the building door, a motorcycle was already parked downstairs, a very inconspicuous motorcycle.

"When did you get it?" I asked suspiciously, "I didn't even feel it."

Zhao Mingkun stepped on the motorcycle and said, "So you are sleeping like a dead pig. With your vigilance, you will be arrested in less than a week. Don't be stunned. "

"Get on the bike." Zhao Mingkun said with a smile.

I saw that Zhao Mingkun still had a bag on her handlebar, and the bag was what we ate yesterday, as well as the bottle.

Seeing me looking at the bag, Zhao Mingkun said, "Remember the first point of escape and never leave any traces. We will never come back to this house. Let's go to Xingdong Village. "

The sound of this motorcycle is not very loud, it is not disturbing, and it seems to be deliberately selected. The morning wind blew me a little cold, so I hugged Zhao Mingkun subconsciously. Zhao Mingkun was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything, and he just drove forward like this. I could feel the temperature on her body, it was warm, and it made me want to sleep.

There is no one on the road. I never knew that a big city like Dongxing actually needs rest, and there are not so many people who can't sleep at night. Zhao Mingkun's hair brushed my cheeks, making me itch.

Zhao Mingkun said, "Hold me tight and don't fall asleep."

I nodded and said nothing. I suddenly felt a burst of loneliness, as if on the speeding motorcycle, the world was gradually moving away from me. Feeling the temperature of Zhao Mingkun's life, I suddenly remembered a question. For seven years, Zhao Mingkun had no one to accompany her. How lonely such a life should be.

Yes, a fugitive is a fugitive, and no amount of money can help you. No matter how much money you have, you will still wake up from a nightmare, or be alone in a daze.

What a lonely seven years she must have had.

I was confused, I don't know how long it took, Zhao Mingkun patted me to wake me up: "Don't sleep, so you can fall asleep. I will also serve you."

My saliva wet her shoulders.

"Xingdong Village has arrived."

(End of this chapter)