Chapter 139: A Moment of Survival
Chapter 139: A Moment of Survival
Ning Zhe left Gubei Town and came to the indoor parking lot of Bishuiwan Manor, where Zhang Yangxu's "Fairy in the Lake" was parked.
After getting into the car and opening the laptop that was charging on the passenger seat, he re-read the document sent by his subordinates and quickly located the last reading position:
- A garment factory employee who was framed killed his supervisor; a programmer who worked overtime all year round violently beat his boss; a girl who did not perform well in the exam committed suicide at home; a man who was falsely accused of secretly photographing him on the subway stabbed the woman who framed him to death on the spot... Descriptions of one case after another flashed across the computer screen. These were various public security and criminal incidents that had occurred in Taoyuan City in the past two months.
When Ning Zhe first read this document in Yundu before, he noticed the subtlety in it. These cases, which seemed to be unrelated in nature but appeared intensively in a short period of time, seemed to have some kind of indescribable abstract connection between each other.
And now, after his only two relatives were burned to death by other people's jealousy because of a sudden fortune, Ning Zhe felt that he knew how to describe that abstract concept.
“——extreme.”
Ning Zhe closed the computer with a snap, raised his head, and stared at the wall in front of him through the windshield.
Poor test scores can indeed make students feel depressed, but it is rarely so extreme that they commit suicide because of poor test scores.
People who work hard will indeed feel a gap when they see others become rich overnight without doing anything, and it is normal to feel resentful. However, if they feel so resentful that they add a lot of ice to other people's drinks without considering the consequences... that is not so normal.
There seems to be an unknown shadow hanging over Taoyuan City, half-randomly and half-chancely influencing the people of this land, causing more and more people to move towards extremes.
This may be the reason why the public security situation in Taoyuan City has deteriorated rapidly in the past two months.
"Who is doing this, a human? Or a ghost?" Ning Zhe had no answer.
But he knew what he should do now.
This case involved sensitive neurological drugs. Even the police station in a rural area like Gubei Town had a very high efficiency in responding to calls. In addition, the suspect was committing a crime of passion driven by emotions and did not have any sophisticated anti-detection awareness, so the case progressed very quickly.
While Ning Zhe was still taking his statement at the police station, Boss Chen's brother-in-law had already been arrested.
My brother-in-law's surname is He, and his name is He Yuanping. He has a slicked-back hair, a straight beard, and a neat appearance. Now he is alone in a small room of less than 2 square meters in the town police station, staring at his feet in a daze, waiting for questioning.
The He family is the main surname of Gubei Town and they are the original inhabitants who have lived in this town for generations.
A hundred years ago, the Qing Dynasty collapsed, and the days of the change of dynasties were not peaceful. The entire Qinzhou Prefecture was in chaos and disorder. The chaos lasted for more than half a century. The grass was burned, the stones were cut, and the people also changed.
Except for a few surviving native He people, the surnames in the current Gubei Town, such as Chen, Ning, Xie, Tian, Xiao... are all Hakkas who fled from other places.
Hakka people are actually Han people. Historically, for various reasons, they left their homes with their families and became strangers in a foreign land, so they are called Hakka.
It is also for this reason that although the number of people of the He family in Gubei Town is small, they are very united.
After being taken to the police station, He Yuanping was not interrogated immediately. Instead, he was locked up in a separate small cubicle and made to sit there. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the prestigious captain of the station, Lao He, He Youjin, opened the door and walked in.
He Youjin was a burly man, about 1.9 meters tall, with a crew cut and a beard. He looked ferocious and slowly sat down opposite He Yuanping.
In principle, when the suspect and law enforcement officers are related, the parties involved should recuse themselves. However, He Youjin is not actually a close relative of He Yuanping within five generations. Their blood relationship is actually very distant, so distant that it is difficult to make a connection. They are just of the same clan and have the same surname.
But the He family members are very united.
"Stupid boy, do you know what you have done?" He Youjin sat on a small stool opposite the bed and asked directly, "Poisoning, killing, and using ice... Do you have a deep hatred with Old Ning's family that you want to torture them to death like this?"
He Yuanping's dry lips slightly opened, hesitating to speak. "I'm asking you a fucking question! Are you mute?!" He Youjin stood up and slapped him hard on the face, and immediately, a bloodstain appeared on the already dirty bed sheet.
He Yuanping was slapped and fell onto the bed, with blood soaking the dry corners of his mouth.
He did not try to call for help. The police stations in the countryside did not have very good conditions. There was no surveillance in this small cubicle, and the other police officers in the station were all locals. They would not easily interfere in the private affairs of the He family.
He Yuanping covered his swollen right face and struggled to get up. He said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Jin, I... I don't know, I don't know, what happened to me."
He Youjin frowned, his face full of impatience. It was obvious that he felt ashamed to have such a scum in the clan.
"Tell me what happened." He Youjin said in a hoarse voice, "Hurry up, Xiao Liu will come over to interrogate you later, and you won't have much time to waste."
"Okay..." He Yuanping covered his face and nodded, "Last night, I was in Yanzhou and received a call from my brother-in-law, asking me to help and bring back two bottles of good wine..."
The story told by He Yuanping himself roughly matched the process deduced by the team: He Yuanping's business suffered losses, so he sold the village's homestead to raise funds. Later, the village was demolished, and He Yuanping regretted selling his old house. He also heard from his brother-in-law, Boss Chen, that Ning Zhe's family became rich overnight and lost tens of millions, and he couldn't help but be jealous...
"I don't know what happened to me at that time. When I thought about that old Ning who fished all day and picked up tens of millions by lying at home, I felt suffocated... I, I hated it so much..." He Yuanping held his head with both hands and burst into tears: "I hate it, I hate it... I know I am jealous of him, but I, I..."
Seeing that the other party was already speaking incoherently, He Youjin did not ask further questions.
He Yuanping's confession was basically consistent with his reasoning, except for one thing - He Yuanping did not buy the drugs in Yanzhou, which is close to the coast, but bought the ice to be added to the wine locally after the plane landed in Taoyuan City.
"Interesting..." He Youjin muttered to himself.
"Brother Jin? What are you talking about?" He Yuanping raised his head in panic and cast a pleading look at the burly man in front of him: "Brother Jin...what should I do now? Things have gotten out of hand...you must help me, Brother Jin, we are from the same family...if I go in, what will happen to my wife and children? Brother Jin, please save me...Brother Jin?"
He Yuanping talked for a long time, but the burly man sitting opposite the bed remained silent and did not respond to him even a word.
"...Brother Jin?" He Yuanping covered half of his swollen face, looking a little confused.
At the same time, He Youjin lowered his head, took off his hat, and raised his head again.
"Who are you calling Brother Jin?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely familiar face suddenly appeared in front of He Yuanping: a slicked-back hair, a mustache, but there was no swelling on his face from being slapped.
That was his own face, standing on the broad shoulders of He Youjin.
But the next moment, his shoulders were no longer broad, and his uniform turned into a casual shorts, exactly the same as He Yuanping who was sitting on the bed.
"You... who are you..." He Yuanping was panicked.
There was no expression on He Youjin's face, only a pair of beautiful, radiant eyes staring straight at him. The left eye was golden like amber, and the right eye was silver-gray like metal. An air of vicissitudes and antiquity emanated from them, as if the sun and the moon that had been rotating above the sky for thousands of years had witnessed countless changes in the world.
"I am you."
he said softly.
(End of this chapter)