The sky, which had been blue and cloudless all day, suddenly became filled with dark clouds, and the air suddenly became dull.
In the Yeshe Resort, Yu Guang, who had no appetite, only took a few bites and stopped eating. He got up and walked to the balcony, looking at the dark clouds that were getting thicker in the sky. His already bad mood became even worse.
He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and as gray-white smoke curled up, suddenly the mountains and forests in the distance moved, and a wind swept in with the heat.
He squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, and the thoughts in his mind seemed to be disturbed by the wind. At one time, it was the case of corpse burial in the grave, and at another time it was the corpse he saw last night, and at another time it was seven years ago. Yu Zhiyuan, who still had no news.
Suddenly, anxiety surged into my heart, and I was caught off guard.
He took a long drag on the cigarette, but the bitter taste couldn't suppress the impatience in his heart.
The mountain wind is getting crazy. The white gauze curtain inside the door was rolled out of the glass door and fell on him.
Turning around with his peripheral vision, he pressed the cigarette butt into the soil in the green plant pot on the side, then stepped into the house and went straight to the bathroom. After a while, the sound of water sounded.
Out of the corner of his eye, he stood under the shower head, his clothes intact, his head raised, and the cold tap water poured on his face, which made him calm down a lot.
After a long time, he came out of the bathroom. His soaked clothes had been taken off, and his lower body was wrapped in a white bath towel. There were many old scars on his naked upper body. The wound on his left shoulder that Xiaoyou had stabbed with a dagger had just grown, and his pink face was red. The tender new scar is slightly raised, which is a bit dazzling against his fair skin.
While wiping his hair, Yu Guang picked up the mobile phone on the bed, found Xu Mingzhi's mobile phone number, and dialed it.
At this time, Xu Mingzhi had just arrived at the door of the Municipal Bureau, but the car had not yet entered. Hearing the ringing of his cell phone, he stepped on the accelerator and drove the car through the gate before picking up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Xu Mingzhi asked while parking the car.
As he finished speaking, there was a sudden loud roar outside, and then the mountain wind suddenly stopped and heavy rain came.
Standing in front of the balcony glass door with his peripheral vision, he looked at the increasingly dense rain curtain outside. He pursed his lips and said, "Can I handle the non-staff status I mentioned last night?"
On the other end of the phone, Xu Mingzhi glanced at the increasingly gloomy sky outside the car and replied: "I haven't asked about this matter yet. I want to wait until the case is over."
In the room, Yu Guang's hand holding the phone tightened and then relaxed. He licked his lower lips and closed his eyes. When he spoke again, his voice seemed a bit cooler than before: "Your previous guess should be correct. The murderer is most likely Zhang Xueyi. However, Zhang Liangcheng may not be unaware of it." . In addition, I am 80% sure that this Yu Ke is not the first person Zhang Xueyi has killed, but she should be the first time Zhang Xueyi kills someone unprepared."
Xu Mingzhi was sitting in the car, frowning slightly as he listened to Yu Guang's voice speaking indifferently. At this moment, out of the corner of my eye, something seemed not right.
After hesitating for a moment, he said after careful consideration: "Yu Guang, no matter whether you think of me as a friend or not, I treat you as a friend. I admire you very much. You are very smart and have a calm and thoughtful mind. In my opinion, you are very suitable for this job." The field of criminal investigation is one of the reasons why I asked you to take the official identity test before. But it is only one of the reasons. The more important reason is that I want this identity to restrain you. I don’t want you to take the wrong path. Do you understand what I mean?"
There was silence on the phone.
Xu Mingzhi could hear the sound of wind, rain, and heavy breathing in the corner of his eye.
"I have asked someone to investigate your brother's case. Originally I didn't want to mention it to you because I'm not sure what will be found out yet, but I'm afraid if I don't mention it now, it will be too late to mention it later." Xu After thinking for a moment, Mingzhi said, "Believe me, no matter what the truth behind your brother's disappearance is, I will give you an explanation, so please give me some time, okay?"
Outside the sliding door of the balcony, the wind and rain were howling.
Yu Guang's mood was like the wind and rain outside the door. He closed his eyes and tried to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart, but it was in vain. He opened his eyes helplessly and anxiously, watching the rainwater on the glass door forming a trickle and flowing down continuously. After his Adam's apple rolled, he said hoarsely: "It's been seven years, and I'm running out of patience."
Hearing this, Xu Mingzhi was a little dumbfounded for a moment.
Seven years is not a short time for anyone. For Yu Guang, it was more than 2,500 torturous days and nights.
Xu Mingzhi didn't know how to comfort him, but he also understood that words were ultimately pale and could not erase the twisted scars in his heart.
After a long while, he spoke again, with a pleading tone in his voice that he was not even aware of: "Trust me for once, okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the line on the other end of the phone was suddenly disconnected.
I don't know whether it was because the signal was poor or because he hung up on his own initiative out of the corner of his eye. Xu Mingzhi looked at the building not far away and hesitated for a long time, but in the end he didn't call back.
When we got off the bus, the wind suddenly picked up. The sycamore trees beside the road outside the compound rustled.
He looked up at the sky. The dark sky seemed to be right above his head, oppressive and suffocating.
It seems that the typhoon is coming.
In the office, all the members of his team were still there except Lao Wang who had not returned yet.
After Xu Mingzhi glanced at it, he called He Yu and Shen Mei into his office.
After the two came in, Xu Mingzhi glanced at He Yu who was walking behind and said, "Close the door."
Not far outside the door, Wang Dayun was looking over here, with unconcealed disappointment and a little unconcealed anger on his face.
He Yu glanced at him and closed the door.
"Sit." Xu Mingzhi said and sat down himself. After the two sat down across from each other, he asked Shen Mei: "Is there any new progress in the technical department?"
Shen Mei replied: "It can't be said that there is no progress. Yu Keke's WeChat account has been obtained, but..." As she spoke, she suddenly stopped, then pulled out two pieces of paper from the information she brought and handed them to Xu Mingzhi.
"The one above is from her WeChat friends, and the one below is from the Moments she has posted in the past six months." Shen Mei said.
Xu Mingzhi picked it up and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but frown.
According to their previous understanding, Yu Keke should be a relatively introverted and lonely person, and probably has few friends. This can be basically determined from the number of her WeChat friends and the content of her Moments.
There are a total of twenty-eight Yu Keke’s WeChat friends.
Among the twenty-eight people, twenty-five were from Xinshan County about the same age as her, and they were probably her classmates or fellow villagers.
The remaining three all had the same work experience, that is, the chemical factory. They were probably roommates who shared the same dormitory with her at the time.
As for Hong Chao, who had a close relationship with her, he was not among her WeChat friends. It was likely that Yu Keke had deleted her friends after she left the chemical factory.
Obviously, among these twenty-eight people, there is no netizen who has close contact with her.
As for the Moments that Yu Keke has posted in the past six months, there are more than twenty posts, but almost no one has responded, and there are even very few likes. It can also be seen from this that Yu Keke really has no friends.
After putting down the two pieces of paper, Xu Mingzhi asked Shen Mei: "This WeChat account should have been cleaned up. Is it possible to restore the deleted things?"
Shen Mei replied: "I asked the technical department about this. They said they have to contact the operator, but there is no guarantee."
Xu Mingzhi thought for a while and said, "Let's try it first."
Shen Mei nodded.
