Chapter 66 Alma Mater
Chapter 66 Alma Mater
Li Dusheng arrived at the nightclub at 8:40.
At this time, Xiaolang had finished a bottle of wine. As a nightclub that mainly provides hostesses with alcohol, it goes without saying that the manager can drink a lot. After drinking a bottle of wine, he was still sober and chatty.
There was a bear hidden in Li Dusheng's eyes. When he pushed the door open, everyone raised their eyes unconsciously.
He was really too oppressive.
"Sorry, I'm a little late."
He nodded politely at Xu Yiqing, then looked at Du Yu who was sitting on the sofa.
Du Yu also turned to look at him.
The two of them looked at each other pointedly.
Just like the relationship they both represent, which has always been incompatible.
Although the two men are about two sizes apart in size, Du Yu's sharp eyes can even overshadow Li Dusheng.
As he got older and had more followers, Li Dusheng was no longer the red stick in Hong Kong who could chop down a street with two machetes. He lost his original intention and had more concerns.
No matter how many injuries Li Dusheng suffered while catching suspects or how many white hairs he had on his head, he always had the passion and justice that a criminal policeman should have in his heart.
The two looked at each other, neither willing to speak first.
But for the first time, Li Dusheng actually took the initiative to extend his hand: "Du Sir, I haven't seen you for a while."
Du Yu was surprised. This was the first time that Li Dusheng tried to back down after so long of arguing with him.
"It's true that there are some days. You have been much more well-behaved recently."
The past six months have been the period in which Du Yu has received the fewest reports regarding Li Dusheng's nightclub. It's not that Li Dusheng is using more sophisticated methods to cover up his tracks and continue to bully people, but that he has indeed restrained himself.
Li Dusheng said: "I just want to let Dr. Xu spend money to pay for my incense in a few years."
He made a joke, a joke that only he and Xu Yiqing knew about.
Because Xu Yiqing once told him at Li Yueyue's funeral that he didn't want to see Li Dusheng's body on the dissection table in the future.
Li Dusheng lamented that after he died, no one else would know, but Xu Yiqing would definitely burn incense at his funeral.
Du Yu didn't understand, but he could feel that Li Dusheng had become more restrained recently.
Li Dusheng wanted to clear his name and have a respectable identity in Jiangcheng like the Fumei Group did. Otherwise, sooner or later, there would be no place for him in this world.
"What you do in the future cannot erase what you did in the past." Du Yu said, "I will definitely find evidence of the crimes you committed and bring you to court."
Li Dusheng said calmly, "Wait for good news, Sir Du. My sister is buried here, and I will die here too. I won't run away."
After saying this, he started to deal with business and later made an appointment to have dinner with several local business owners in Jiangcheng.
Li Dusheng looked at the table where several people were sitting.
There was an empty wine glass in front of Xu Yiqing and Song Lang respectively, with crystal clear water droplets hanging on the inner wall of the glass.
Then he realized Song Lang's choice.
"Xiaolang, I've heard what happened on the phone. What do you want to choose?"
"Boss, I'd better go to the police station for two days."
Little Wolf said, "I can stay there for two days, and the store can be watched by others. If the police stay in the store, the store will be closed in less than a week."
Zhou Shi, who had been silent the whole time, explained: "It's not like you're being held in the police station, it's just that you'll be safer with the police protecting you."
Du Yu looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late. Since we've made the decision, Song Lang, you should come back with us. Don't worry, we won't ask you anything else, and we won't restrict your personal freedom. We'll provide you with food and accommodation."
Little Wolf stood up and joked, "This is the first time I get into a police car without handcuffs."
Several people left the nightclub one after another. The early summer evening breeze was very cool.
Li Dusheng watched Xiaolang get into the police car, then whispered to Xu Yiqing: "Doctor Xu, I know Xiaolang's temper. He won't be willing to believe the police, so I think he chose to believe you."
Xu Yiqing nodded: "Yes."
Li Dusheng smiled and said, "It's true, Dr. Xu. Your pure character and your equal attitude towards everyone will make you popular." Xu Yiqing also got into the car, but when he closed the door, he was thinking, do I really have good popularity?
Then why would a stranger who had never met him plan to take his life?
and……
Is it true that I have never met the [Cleaner] before?
Xu Yiqing had doubted his memory before, but he had never thought deeply about it. But medical common sense told him that if he had not undergone surgery, had not suffered brain damage, and had not experienced severe emotional fluctuations, he would not lose his memory.
It is even less likely that the memory will be tampered with.
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The police car quickly returned to the Criminal Police Brigade. After getting out of the car, Little Wolf looked at the brightly lit building of the headquarters and felt quite emotional.
"Now that I am here, can you tell me why you police officers concluded that someone wanted to kill me?"
Xu Yiqing and Du Yu looked at each other, and Du Yu waved his hand: "Come with me, I'll take you to see him."
Xiaolang followed Du Yu into the building, "Besides, I'm a little hungry. You guys asked for food."
Du Yu said to the policeman: "Go to the cafeteria and get him a rice bowl... What do you want to eat?"
The little wolf said, "It doesn't matter. As long as I can fill my stomach, I only pursue wine."
A group of people came to the door of the interrogation room. The police could not remember how many times they had brought the mentally ill person from the cubicle here.
The little wolf stood in the house with his hands folded across his chest, looking around, wondering if he might be tortured here one day.
Then he looked at the mentally ill suspect who must be staring at him.
The suspect's eyes were confused at first, then turned into vicious resentment.
The little wolf frowned. He didn't like that look.
Anyone who looks at you with this kind of eyes will try to trip you up from behind, and they will be the kind of rats that will never give up until they are dead.
Du Yu asked: "Do you know him?"
The little wolf tried hard to recall, then shook his head: "I don't know him."
"You...you don't...remember...me." After hearing what Song Lang said, the suspect's teeth chattered, his voice stuttered, and he made an unpleasant grinding sound: "I remember...you!!"
"Have I ever offended you?" The little wolf was puzzled.
The suspect kept silent, not saying a word, just lowered his head and stared at him from the shadows with resentful eyes.
After leaving the interrogation room, Xiaolang asked, "Isn't this the person who wants to kill me?"
Xu Yiqing said: "That's half right."
Du Yu asked: "How did you know that he really knew her?"
Little Wolf shook his head: "From the look in his eyes, either we have a grudge against each other, or he is seriously ill."
Zhou Shi thought about it and spread his hands: "Maybe it's both."
Little Wolf asked, "He wanted to kill me, but you brought me to the police station. What's the meaning of that?"
Du Yu said: "There is someone else who did it, and he is very difficult to deal with."
Du Yu then asked Song Lang some basic questions, such as his family origin, recent interpersonal relationships and enemies, and most importantly, his relationship with the principal of No. 4 Middle School.
Unexpectedly, this question turned out to be a trivial one, and the task force obtained a very important clue!
Little Wolf said: "If I remember correctly, the principal of No. 4 Middle School should be Lao Liu now. I am used to calling him Lao Niu."
Zhou Shi asked: "Do you know the principal of No. 4 Middle School?"
Little Wolf said, "More than knowing him, he used to be my homeroom teacher and the head teacher of our grade. My dad even gave him a gift, and we had dinner at a hotel together, and I toasted him."
Song Lang graduated from Jiangcheng No. 4 Middle School, and the principal of the school who had been killed was his former teacher!
(End of this chapter)