boyfriend in the fridge

That year, after Song Buzhi's birthday, it happened to be the Ching Ming holiday, so he went to the beach with a friend.

That friend also grew up in Beishan Orphanage, eight years younger than Song Buzhi.It was also very strange, among so many people in the orphanage, Song Buzhi had the best relationship with this person who was so much younger than him at that time.

His name is Oujie.

Oujie was only ten years old when he went to the beach, and it was the time when he loved to play.The child was very excited when he saw the sea for the first time, swimming, playing in the sand, picking up shells...the two had a great time.

The picture of Oujie saying "Brother Boozhi" one by one still remained in front of his eyes, and Song Buzhi heard his own voice as if floating from a distance: "I know him."

Xia Ji looked at Discipline - Mr. Song is not quite right.

However, Discipline didn't look at Xia Ji tacitly, his attention was all on Song Buzhi, and naturally he had already discovered that something was wrong with him.From seeing these two photos clearly, something was wrong with Song Buzhi.

"Song Buzhi."

The tone of discipline did not change, but it shot straight into Song Buzhi's mind like a bunch of sharp arrows.

Song Buzhi trembled, his head hurt, and then he couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his head.

It hurts, it hurts.

The boy's phantom disappeared, and the disciplined and angular face gradually became clear in his eyes.

"Team Ji." Song Buzhi shook his hand that was relaxed on the sofa, the pain from the nails embedded in the flesh made him wake up a bit, and he said, "I know him."

"But since you all brought this ID photo, it proves that you also know who he is?" Song Buzhi smiled very lightly.

Discipline slowly said: "Ou Jie, male, 19 years old, graduated from junior high school, a gangster, just became the bodyguard of the contractor Wang Guifu half a month ago. He lived in Beishan Orphanage before the age of 11, and was later approached by his biological father. It was taken."

Discipline said something plain and straightforward, but Song Buzhi felt turbulent in his heart.

Why did Oujie stop studying after graduating from junior high school?

"Brother Buzhi, I'm going to build a big ship in the future! A big ship!" Ten-year-old Oujie's bold words still rang in his ears. Song Buzhi remembered that he encouraged him to study hard at that time, and when his dream came true Invite him to take his ship again.

They still kept in touch the year Oujie left the orphanage, but later... when did they start, they broke off.

"Yes," Song Buzhi admitted without waiting for discipline to ask, "I am also from the Beishan Welfare Institute—then, discipline team, do you have any questions?"

Discipline said: "No more, you can continue to sleep."

Song Buzhi: "..."

What the hell?When a homicide happened, the police didn't have any questions to ask him who was the reporter?He also knew the dead!

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On the way back to the Municipal Bureau, Xia Ji looked at the disciplined driver, touched his chin playfully, and said, "Old Ji, this is not your temper."

Obviously there is a question to ask, but he just said that there is no question, and even signaled him not to ask.

If there was no purpose for this, Xia Ji's work as a criminal police officer for the past few years would have been in vain.

Discipline explained concisely: "Song Buzhi wants to know about Ou Jie's case, and he will come to me."

As if meeting him for the first time, Xia Ji glanced at him several times in amazement, and said, "So you set up a trick to wait for him to take the initiative? I can't see it, Lao Ji, there is such a way of chasing people."

Discipline frowned: "Chasing someone?"

Xia Ji: "You don't like this Song Buzhi, do you? It's been more than a month since the 204 refrigerator dismemberment case, and you still have contact with him."

Discipline frowned deeper: "What connection?"

Xia Ji "tsk tsk" a few times: "Don't deny it, I saw your cousin's circle of friends, and went to Putuo together during the Spring Festival, so interesting..."

Discipline interrupted him: "We didn't go together, we ran into each other."

"Yes, yes." Xia Ji waved his hands perfunctorily, "Then you all slept together afterward..."

Discipline: "It's two beds—what nonsense is Ji Jing telling you?"

Xia Ji teased: "All right, all right, let me see when you admit it—then when Mr. Song comes to you on his own initiative, are you going to tell him the case?"

Discipline didn't answer right away.

"I plan to ask Song Buzhi to be a special advisor to our Criminal Investigation Brigade."

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City Bureau, interrogation room.

"Comrade policeman, I really don't know what's going on!" A middle-aged man with a bald head and only thinning hair on both sides complained aggrievedly, "I just went to the K song show last night, how could I become a suspect? ?”

"I still want to sue that kid! Isn't he my bodyguard? Why don't you follow me well and run around?! Does this have the quality of a bodyguard?!"

Xie Qitian and Jin Zilong were in charge of interrogating Wang Fugui.

Jin Zilong was young, and just when he was catching all the villains in the world with a passion, he raised his eyebrows when he heard this, slapped his hands on the table heavily, and stared at him coldly.

The table shook when it was patted, and Wang Fugui's arm, which was originally placed on the table, also shook.

Wang Fugui shrank back reflexively, and then roared even more fiercely: "What's so fierce? I am a suspect but not a murderer! I said that I was in the box all night! Then I fell asleep after drinking too much! I don't even know where that bastard went!"

The expression on Xie Qitian's face did not change at all. He has been with Ji Ji for a long time, and he has acquired some of his calmness and deadpan expression.

"Wang Fugui, the bastard you're talking about is your hired bodyguard." Xie Qitian said calmly, "Now you admit that you are a suspect?"

"Bah! When did I admit it?!" Wang Fugui slobbered and spoke quickly, "I am a law-abiding citizen, and I do legal business! You won't let me out again, and I will sue you for illegal detention and torture!"

In the monitoring room next door, Disciplinary sneered: "Everyone knows about torture to extract confessions, the knowledge is very extensive."

Xia Ji stood next to him and said, "Wang Fugui, a Baotou worker, has made a lot of money due to the government's vigorous efforts to clean up the city in the past two years, repainting the exterior walls of shops along the road, and unifying plaques."

Discipline: "A contractor, please bodyguards, why?"

In the interrogation room, Xie Qitian was also asking, "Why did you hire bodyguards?"

Wang Fugui wiped his face with his fat and greasy hands, and asked, "If you invite bodyguards, please invite bodyguards. Do you need a reason?"

Xie Qitian: "Wang Fugui, Ou Jie was stabbed to death, the blood flowed all over the driver's seat. Do you think the murderer will target a small bodyguard? How do you know that the murderer is not targeting you?"

Xie Qitian's words were not very threatening, but Wang Fugui shrank subconsciously as if his tail had been stepped on, and his eyeballs turned left and right unconsciously.

Jin Zilong immediately said in a cold voice: "Wang Fugui, half a month ago you suddenly invited Oujie to be your bodyguard, but before that, you had never hired a bodyguard—what happened half a month ago?"

Jin Zilong was much more aggressive than Xie Qitian, and he was completely gone from the excitement he had when he appeared with Discipline for the first time.

Wang Fugui's eyeballs moved more from side to side, and his lips trembled: "Half a month ago..."

In the next second, as if he wanted to cover up something, he said viciously: "Nothing happened half a month ago!"

Xie Qitian smiled slightly: "Nothing happened? Wang Fugui, do you want us to help you remember? That bloody letter..."

Wang Fugui's pupils shrank suddenly, and said quickly: "There is no blood!"

Jin Zilong stood up vigorously, and patted the table again: "Don't you want to be the next Oujie?!"

Wang Fugui's body shook, and the few remaining hairs on both sides of his head also shook.The color in his eyes changed again and again, and the expression on his face also changed from fierceness to fear and then to compromise.

"I say……"

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"Team Ji, Deputy Xia," Xie Qitian hurried out of the interrogation room and reported to the two captains, "At midnight on March 3, Wang Fugui returned home after drinking and found a piece of paper on his dinner table. Write three words - go to hell."

Discipline and Xia Ji heard it in the monitoring room, and Xie Qitian gave a brief report.

After Wang Fugui saw the blood writing, he was so frightened that he woke up from the wine. He immediately ran to the bedroom to shake his wife Zeng Hongmei awake, and asked her in a harsh voice if anyone broke in at night.Zeng Hongmei was so sound asleep that she didn't realize it at all, so she asked Wang Fugui what happened.

Wang Fugui hastily stuffed the blood into his clothes, and said a few perfunctory words irritably, only saying that he seemed to have lost something.But Zeng Hongmei's sharp eyes saw the blood book in her husband's hand.

Zeng Hongmei also disclosed the bloody incident to the police.

Zeng Hongmei also said that the next afternoon, her husband was accompanied by a bodyguard with a scar on his face.

"Continue to investigate along the line of blood." Discipline ordered, "Find out who wrote the blood to Wang Fugui."

"Yes." Xie Qitian replied, and left with Jin Zilong.

"Lao Wang and Xiao Nan are visiting Hexiu," Xia Ji said, "Let's go, Captain Ji, let's visit the father of the deceased."

When Ou Jie was 11 years old, his biological father, Ou Chunlin, took him out of the Beishan Welfare Institute. From then on, he lived with Ou Chunlin in Shimen Town, Linjiang District, Huacheng.

Linjiang District is located to the east of Huacheng, and Shimen Town is located to the east of Linjiang District.The disciplined two drove all the way from the Municipal Bureau, and it took an hour or two.

The east of Huacheng is near the sea, and Shimen Town is a small town near the sea. Most of the original residents in the town make a living by fishing.

Ou Chunlin is a fisherman.

There are many stone buildings in Shimen Town, well-proportioned, rough and simple.The street is a stone street, and the road is a stone road, winding around with the undulating terrain.

The car drove on the cement road in the town with narrow streets, and a tricycle was parked along the road ahead.The tricycle stretched out, blocking the way.There was another car coming in the other lane, so discipline stopped the car and waited for the car to pass first.

"This is the bad thing about this kind of town," Xia Ji said. "The road is only big enough for two cars to pass through. If there is a car parked on one side of the road, it will be difficult to drive, and it will easily cause traffic jams."

Discipline is noncommittal, watching the car ahead.

Strange to say, they drove all the way in just now, and didn't see many vehicles driving on the opposite side, but when they stopped, the vehicles on the opposite side drove one after another as if they had made an appointment.

Discipline's hands on the steering wheel moved and his thumbs tapped.

Xia Ji turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "When I first met you, your temper really exploded at one point. Now you are getting more and more calm."

Discipline replied lightly: "If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price."

Xia Ji patted his shoulder, sighed, and said nothing.

The car on the opposite side finally stopped for a while, discipline turned on the left turn signal, and continued to drive forward.

Ou Chunlin's house is on the side by the sea.

After the car came out of the cement road, it changed to a bumpy stone road.After bumping around for ten minutes, the disciplined two arrived in front of Ou Chunlin's house.

The house is made of stone, and the roof is also made of thick stones in order to protect against the sea wind.There is a stone-paved path in front of the house, and weeds and moss grow in the middle of the stone crevices.It's just that it's still cold and the weeds are all withered and yellow.

Discipline and Xia Ji walked over and knocked on the door.

No one should.

An aunt from a nearby family came out. She glanced at Discipline and Discipline suspiciously and said, "Are you looking for Lao Ou?"

Discipline doesn't drive police cars, and they don't wear uniforms.Xia Ji laughed and said, "Yes auntie, we are friends with his son Oujie, do you know where he is now?"

The aunt suddenly looked disdainful: "Oujie's friend? What kind of friends does Oujie have? At this time, Lao Ou is playing mahjong in the activity center for the elderly!"