Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1212 Luo Shengmen (1)

At the moment of turning on the computer, Chen Mingming suddenly felt a feeling. There may be a pair of eyes behind him... It is observing his every move.

Just as he was in the store that day, he was doing the opposite of the boss, 'looking at the things that Zhao Le and Dong Shaofeng had experienced, and the 'God' that the boss showed in front of his eyes. Vision.

He may also be a member of the boss's perspective.

Chen Mingming believes that his feelings are not wrong. If he wants to evaluate a person, he will probably spare no effort to observe it - just as he observes at the moment.

Now that it has been determined that ‘blank jun’ is the same identity as oneself, it is not impossible to leave something in accordance with his own habits.

Maybe you left this yourself, not because you know that you might forget these one day, but feel that it is necessary to do so...

The search for documents is not as difficult as imagined. It is not hidden in any complicated root directory... D disk, December 1st - Chen Mingming found this folder in an instant.

There are only two video files... In the order of time, Chen Mingming opened the first video file.

At the moment the first video file opens, a white wall appears instantly... The lens is slightly shaking at this time, it seems to be the person who shot the video, and the direction of the lens is being adjusted.

Finally, the jitter stopped, and a figure slowly walked into the lens, sitting down, facing the camera - Chen Mingming and the people in the video looked at it at this time.

He couldn't see the appearance of the person in the shot, he could only see the other's eyes... because the person in the shot was carrying a white mask with a full coverage.

The person with the mask sat quietly like this. After a while, ‘he’ moved and reached out to the lens—finally, the camera was closed and the video ended.

However, in just 30 seconds of video, there is no sound, and some only ‘he’ looks at the camera while sitting.

Even ‘he’ had a mask, but Chen Mingming could feel it, the feeling of looking like a mirror... The person with a mask is himself.

The next moment, Chen Mingming opened the second video of the chronological order.

The first thing that appeared in this shot was a dimly lit staircase. Upward... Chen Mingming breathed some of it. This should be the corridor of the old building to which Wang Liang rented the house.

There is still no sound... The video shows the time at 8:23 pm.

Finally, the camera paused in front of the home of Wang Liang's rental house.

After entering the door, the lens swayed... that was the scene where ‘he’ took off his shoes in front of the door, and then ‘he’ stepped into the living room step by step.

At this time there was no freezer in the living room, only to see Wang Liang lying down on the sofa, without any movement.

‘He’ went to Wang Liang’s side and reached for the other’s neck. After a while, he retracted his hand.

Finally, the tool for shooting the video was placed on the table, and only before the camera was seen, ‘he’ put the Wang Liang into the bathroom.

A little bit past, the timer on the lens beats for a second.

Finally, ‘he’ came out of the bathroom, and ‘hi’’s clothes were even contaminated with a lot of blood. ‘He’ carried a big travel bag and walked into the bathroom again – this was what had been brought to him before the arrival of ‘he’.

When ‘he’ came out of the bathroom again, he still had a big bag in his hand.

‘He’s slowly left the room, and did not leave the building, but just went online and directed the camera to the front of Wang Liang’s rental house.

The police have already visited the site, and the next level is already the floor of the rooftop, so ‘he’ seems to have stayed here and no one will come down from above.

Finally, after a long wait, another figure slowly came to Wang Liang’s house... He seemed to hesitate, hesitating and finally reached out and pushed the door forward, the door was easily pushed open – this is Zhao Le.

After half an hour, Zhao Le left in a panic.

"I really want to hide here."

It was the processed sound, and the ‘he’ in front of the camera pointed at the travel bag that was brought out.

"If you are lucky enough to find him, then he is the only clue that I will leave you. He will tell you about my existence, whether it is for himself or his sister, he will not hide me... but even like this You will never find me."

"The truth will always be hidden in silence... and, in a place you will never find, watch silently."

......

- The truth will always be hidden in silence.

The video has already stopped, and it stopped at the last second, but this sentence has repeatedly sounded in Chen Mingming’s mind.

After a long time, Chen Mingming smiled and put his hands down from the table.

With his eyes closed, he looked up at the pure white ceiling... He didn't recall anything in his head, but he could easily understand what the ‘he’ did in the shot, for what.

"You want to forget this, start over and see if I will make the same choice again..." Chen Mingming muttered to himself: "This is the real question."

In addition to him in the room, there are still no one else.

But he seems to already know the answer.

Until the dawn, Chen Mingming packed up and left, "And... twelve hours."

......

Chen Mingming returned to Zhou Yuxi’s home and brought back a few minutes of breakfast. Zhou Yuxi and his wife fell asleep on the sofa last night.

In the middle of the night, the two men woke up one after another, and only when Chen Mingming had returned to the room, did not bother. At this time, Chen Mingming’s mother woke up not long before and was preparing breakfast.

"How do you run down to buy breakfast?"

"Going to run." Chen Mingming smiled... He found that his smile left to his mother seemed to be very small. Except for those photos in the past, there were few recent years in life.

"Well, let me go and call your father." The mother was in a good mood.

Chen Mingming said: "I will call."

Not many times when I called my father up.

......

......

It was another exclaiming voice, followed by a loud noise, and soon after, it was the sound of closing the door.

Nan Xiaonan was dressed neatly and walked out.

On the table, Luo Qiu has prepared breakfast, and the weight is much richer than yesterday's... Nan Xiaonan's heart stunned. It seems that the impression of 'big amount of eating' is already deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Miss Ren, is this rush every morning?"

Nan Xiaonan sat down and asked curiously.

Luo Qiu is looking at the newspaper and wants to see it for a while.

"Almost." Luo Qiu smiled slightly.

Nan Xiaonan did not immediately eat, but said: "There are two big chapters to be finished, and I should be able to finish it tonight."

"Fortunately." Luo Qiu nodded. "Miss Nan, you eat slowly, I still have things."

After stacking the newspapers on the magazine rack, and once again greeted Nan Xiaonan, Luo Qiu disappeared from the face of Nan Xiaonan.

The atmosphere of restraint and uneasiness, this can disappear... Nan Xiaonan slowly relieved, and this is the mood to start eating these prepared breakfasts.

Probably he also knows that if he stays there, he can't open it anyway... Nan Xiaonan shook his head, took a piece of toasted bread, and began to spread the jam.

At the moment when the jam jar was unscrewed, the sweet aroma of the jam instantly rushed into the nose of Nan Xiaonan.

"This is... the jam of Carofo fruit?"

Nan Xiaonan groaned, and there was some kind of joy in his heart... But after the joy, he was more surprised. It may be accidental once, but it is hard to imagine that we can come up with something that she once had in her hometown.

Her hometown has long since collapsed, civilization is no longer, everything has become dusty...

After eating for a long time, Nan Xiaonan reluctantly returned to the room.

It’s natural that it’s because of fear in my heart, I don’t know if I’ve been involved in the corpse, and it’s affecting what Mr. Luo had to do.

"Hey, why is he so good to me?"

......

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Second review.

Zhao Le seems to have adapted to the environment of this dim and small interrogation room. At this time, he sat down very calmly, waiting for the person who is about to review himself.

But this time it was not Zhou Yuxi, but Lin Feng - Zhou Yuxi and Ma Houde, including Chen Mingming and a group of colleagues, at this time on the other side looked at the situation in the interrogation room.

Seeing the appearance of Lin Feng, Zhao Le was quite an accident... Closed with other police officers, Lin Feng is an acquaintance for Zhao Le.

He was able to see the sorrowful eyes from Lin Feng's gaze - just the Lin SIR, still playing the spirit, and began to ask questions about his confession yesterday.

"Do you think this 'blank jun' wants to help you revenge?" Lin Feng stared at Zhao Le. "According to the information you exchanged, you and the "blank jun" know the time, nearly a year, you should be against it. Someone understand?"

Zhao Le calmly said: "Lin police officer, what do you think is true when a person speaks on the Internet?"

Lin Feng frowned slightly. "There are a lot of virtual things on the Internet, but sometimes it is more able to express one's true self. Because you don't have to worry about who the other person is, you can completely hide your own real identity, so you don't have to worry about anything, you can go freely. be yourself."

Zhao Le said after a moment of silence: "As far as I know, 'Blank Jun' is a very pessimistic person... but it is also limited to the identity of 'Blank Jun'. We should have studied this long conversation between us. Is it? 'Blank Jun' has discussed the topic of death with me several times..."

Zhao Leton paused and seemed to recall: "It has said that only those who die can live forever and live in the memories of others."

Lin Feng said: "So, do you think he is a pessimist?"

Zhao Le nodded.

Lin Feng said: "Don't count the time of this case, you have already known... I see your communication, it seems to be very talkative, then why don't you meet in reality?"

Zhao Ledao: "Police officer, if you meet someone on the Internet, the other person is very chatter with you, and even has the feeling of a soul confidant, you ... will choose to gradually become the real look of the other party. You will not be afraid The real opponent, the other person you know, is two different people?"

Lin Feng shook his head quite helplessly. Zhao Le's explanation is not unreasonable, but it is very reasonable - because many people really only know online, but never plan to meet, such examples abound.

Lin Feng and another police officer sitting next to him suddenly sighed: "Zhao Le, since you said, 'blank jun' and you are the soul confidant, then why are you so easy to give him out? This is not Explain, is your so-called friendship very cheap?"

"I just made an analogy and did not say that it is my soul confidant." Zhao Le said lightly.

The companion’s police officer said coldly: “The 'blank jun' is planning to help you with revenge. I personally planned this case and even poured it out. I faked the illusion that Wu Rong and Wang Liang were still alive. I think he really took you. As a good friend, but he can't think of it. If you don't hesitate to give him out when you have an accident, you must be very angry. Is there a feeling of being insinuated?"

Zhao Le's face changed slightly.

Once he and Lin SIR went to Zhao Le's home, and also monitored Zhao Le together, and was even robbed by Lin SIR for 300 pieces to Zhang Xiaoqin... I was very appreciative of the goodness of Zhao Le's child, but I don’t know it at this time. Why is there a grievance in my heart?

These words have been a little over, Lin Feng could not help but kick the other side with the foot under the table.

Zhao Leshen took a deep breath and stared at the two people in front of him. "So, I should take everything down and even admit that I am the murderer. In your opinion, this is what I should do right?"

"Oh, do you admit that you are the murderer?"

Zhao Le sneered: "Police officer, I think you should go back to the school and then review some of the skills of cross-examination."

"You..." Colleagues patted the table and widened their eyes.

At this time, the interrogation room sounded Ma Houde's voice, and the sound of the horse SIR was a bit heavy. "Pharaoh, pay attention to yourself!"

At the same time, I took a deep breath and sat down again.

The interrogation room was in a state of silence for a while.

On the other side of the room, everyone shook their heads helplessly, knowing that if they went on again, they would not get any useful information. They could only choose to send Zhao Le back to the detention room.

"I see this little son's predecessor looks different, definitely telling lies! I don't believe these ghosts!" The colleague named Lao Wang was cold and cold at this moment.

"We are talking about evidence, not subjective speculation." Zhou Yuxi said at this time: "Don't bring personal emotions into the case."

Pharaoh is silent at this time.

The crowd began to re-examine the case... Regarding the tracing of 'Blank Jun', only the holder of the Internet Forum server was found, but I have not contacted myself. If I can’t find anyone, I can only consider it. Some means of violating the rules and invading each other's servers.

"I think it is the most sensible choice to find Zhao Le so quickly."

A female niece slowly said at this time: "You think, in fact, he is right. He has been concealing because he has not been discovered, so there is a lucky feeling. But once things are exposed, then what is he? If you don’t say anything, it’s really stupid. If he even took everything down, he’s really wrong... After all, he still has a lifetime of life, and there are sisters in the family who need to take care of them. According to our understanding of Zhao Le, he cares about his loved ones, so the choice between 'Blank Jun' and his sister will obviously be biased towards the latter."

"But before and after the case, there is still a blank." Ma SIR shook his head and said: "You can't just rely on Zhao Le's words... Oh, I have to lose a dozen pounds in this case!"

Everyone smiled and smiled. Zhou Yuxi knew that the old horse was to change the atmosphere... At this point, he did not recognize himself as the other.

"Right, obviously, why don't you see him?" Zhou Yuxi looked at a circle, but found that Chen Mingming was gone, and immediately asked his colleagues.

"Oh, he said to go home and get something, and I will come back later."

Zhou Yuxi nodded and did not continue to ask.

But after a while, Zhou Yuxi’s phone rang. He looked down and found that Chen Mingming’s cell phone was called. After he smashed it, he then connected it.

"Good week, police officer."

"who are you!!"

Just an instant, Zhou Yuxi was like a fierce tiger with the same head, standing up against the table - this snoring, instantly shocked the guys in the conference room.

Ma Houde asked about Zhangkou, but he saw Zhou Yuxi made a squeaking gesture, then the mobile phone opened the hands-free, the volume was turned to the maximum, and the face was dignified and placed on the table.

"... Zhou police officer, Chen Mingming is now in my hands."

In the next second, Zhou Yuxi received an e-mail, which is a photo. On the photo, Chen Mingming lowered his head and was sealed with a cloth strip. He was tied to an iron column and looked at the background. It seemed to be a workshop or the like. The place.

"What the **** are you!" Zhou Yuxi's face was blue and green, and his tone was cold.

"You are not looking for me now."

"You are the ‘blank jun'?” Zhou Yuxi screamed and excused.

"I will give you two hours. After two hours, I hope that you can bring Zhao Le to see me. Otherwise, the police officer of Zhou, so that the safety of the son, I can not guarantee."

"You want to see Zhao Le! Why!"

"Why... of course, I didn't want to get rid of this imperfect part. Everything I did was perfect, but why was he seen? My eyes were accurate, but Zhao Le still offered me out. It’s not working, it’s not working, so the plan is not perfect. Since he betrayed me, I certainly won’t leave him... I saw him poorly to help him complete revenge, now It’s time for him to pay interest. Remember, you only have two hours."

"Impossible! You are despising..." Zhou Yuxi's roar is not over, but the phone has chosen to close.

Zhou Yuxi called back again, the phone was turned off, but before the other party's phone was turned off, he received a text message with an address on it.

"How?" Ma SIR asked quickly.

"No... the time is too short to trace the source of the signal." Colleagues shook his head and looked helpless.

"Old Week?" Ma Houde looked at Zhou Yuxi at this time.

I saw Zhou Yuxi's face pale, sat down, pinched his fist, and bit his teeth: "Can't send Zhao Le out..."

(End of this chapter)