reckless detective

Chapter 518

In a high-end residential complex in Beijing City, Mr. Biao was stuffed in the trunk and brought back from T City overnight.His viscera were so shaken that they seemed to have been washed in a front-loading washing machine for more than ten hours, even though he was as tough as him, his face was also pale.

However, as soon as he entered the door, he was terrified by the person in front of him.

It was an unrecognizable person. Although he was wearing a hat with the brim of the hat lowered and a turtleneck sweater, trying to cover it up, the scars on his face seemed to be able to tear away all the cover, and it was terrifying and ready to emerge.

"We have met before." The man said, "Cao Yaohua was arrested 20 years ago. In order to investigate the underworld organization related to Cao Yaohua, I went to you."

"You...you are not dead..."

Although Lord Biao didn't recognize the identity of the person in front of him, he knew about the fire that year.Seeing the burns on his face, he guessed that he was a narrow escape.

"The official news said that six people died, you must have thought we were all dead, right?" The man's face suddenly approached Mr. Biao, the burns on his face seemed ready to open his huge mouth to swallow people at any time.

The man grabbed the cowering Master Biao by the collar, "Back then, when I asked you what happened to the shooting in Central Park and what happened to that tape, you shied away in every possible way, and I didn't know what to do. You can't help it.

Now I'm not a policeman, and I don't have to obey the rules of the police.

I'm just a dead person. If a dead person kills someone... Do you think the law can control it? "

The man struggled to shrink back, but was blocked by the people behind him.

The young man behind him was lame, with gauze wrapped around his shoulders, one arm was hanging around his neck, and he was in a plaster cast. He looked seriously injured.

"Count me in as well," the young man nodded towards the man with burns, "It's not one dead person, it's two."

"Someone didn't hesitate to kill you... You saw it too. It took a lot of effort to save your life and bring you back from T City. It almost took me in. Our family still thinks I'm dead. , I don’t know how sad it is, so if you can’t come up with some decent news... Hehe, I’m holding back my anger..."

Sure enough, this young man was not easy to get along with, he couldn't wait to change into a red face after the white face sang halfway through.He was really suppressing his anger. If someone hadn't stopped him, he would have torn Lord Biao up long ago.

Master Biao rolled his eyes, "It's not that I don't tell you, but...it's useless to say it."

The young man couldn't help but punch Master Biao in the face.

"It's up to you to tell the truth. It's up to me to judge."

Lord Biao was dizzy from this punch, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding immediately.

"I said! I said!" He yelled, "It was Xie Bi'an who shot! Back then, Xie Bi'an and your father colluded...uh...a partnership, a government-business partnership, to make money together.

Later, when the term was changed, Xie Bi'an was transferred to other provinces. On the surface, he was going out to exercise, but in fact...the superiors had already started investigating him, and it would be sooner or later that he would lose power.

And this kind of government-business cooperation... Hehe, there is only a relationship of interest, what kind of affection is there, Xie Bi'an wants to push your father to the top, so of course your father can't sit still...

Your father...forced Xie Bi'an to kill someone, and left evidence..."

"Hu Xiaoming?"

"Yes."

"Why was he the one who was killed?"

"Hu Xiaoming was originally your father's subordinate, but was bought by Xie Bi'an. Xie Bi'an asked him to report your father. Fortunately, we found out in time and detained that kid, otherwise...

Your father always rewards and punishes his subordinates clearly, he will give a lot of money for meritorious service, and someone like Hu Xiaoming who eats inside and outside...Of course he won't keep it..."

The young man rolled his eyes with a smile, "Yo, I didn't expect me to be a second-generation black man."

Master Biao took a look at the young man's fist, and only dared to complain silently in his heart: "Not only that, you are worse than the underworld, how young you are...

The young man seemed to be able to see through Master Biao's thoughts, his smile was dangerous, and he waved his fist again without hesitation.

"Don't! Xiaowei! Don't you remember me?!" The man yelled in horror.

The young man's fist paused for a moment, before finally smashing down.

After smashing it, he patted his lame leg, then pointed to his head, "I'm sorry, that fever not only crippled my leg, but also my memory is not very good, I don't remember anything about the past.

So, dare to get close to me again..." The young man took out a sharp knife from his waist.

He didn't know if he read it wrong, but he actually felt that Master Biao had a hint of pity in his eyes.

Hehe, he doesn't need pity.

Seeing that the young man's face turned cold, Lord Biao hurriedly "corrected his attitude" and continued: "The evidence your father kept in his hand was not a recording, but a video - he took pictures of the whole process of Hu Xiaoming's killing... ...Judicial authorities have very limited acceptance of recorded evidence, and he still has common sense about this.

When you came to ask me..." Lord Biao turned to the disfigured man, "I was surprised when you found me and asked about the contents of the tape, it was obviously a video, how did it become a tape? "

The unrecognizable man suddenly realized, "So you played around with me back then to test us, to see if we only intercepted the recording, and used it to trick you into telling you to confess Cao Yaohua."

Master Biao almost knelt at the young man's feet, and shouted as if he had been wronged: "Look! Xiaowei, look! Really! Back then I withstood the test and didn't confess your father! I really didn't do anything wrong. your home!"

Major Wei kicked him aside, but there were only four words in his mind: Unexpected harvest!
If the person who killed Hu Xiaoming was really Xie Bi'an, director of the planning bureau, the blurry recording obviously cannot be used as evidence, but if there is video data, the situation will be quite different, and the old case will be resurfaced just around the corner.

But... After so many years, the criminal police back then couldn't find the so-called video, where did Wei Shao go to find it?
He closed his eyes, carefully recalling the sporadic fragments of his childhood.

Time adds a layer of gray edging to memory, making those long-standing things seem less real and difficult to distinguish between true and false.

hum-

Every time I recall these things, Wei Shao always has tinnitus.

He shook his head and decided not to think about Hu Xiaoming's death. After all, he cared more about his father.

"How did my dad die?" He asked Master Biao.

He has asked this question no less than 20 times, and Master Biao was about to cry.

"I... really don't know..." Master Biao almost grabbed the ground with his head.

Interrogation is indeed not the strong point of young people, but fortunately there is an old criminal policeman.

Although Mr. Wu has been incognito for many years, he has not lost his housekeeping skills.He moved a chair, sat down in front of Master Biao, and motioned to Master Biao to find a comfortable position to sit on the ground.

"I need you to recall carefully, when was the last time you saw Cao Yaohua?" He guided, "Is it a routine meeting in prison?"

　Found a good way to break up with friends; walking on the road when the wind is blowing, and yelling at a friend when he meets him: "Hold on to your wig, don't blow it off!"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)