Chapter 76 Chapter 76 The Man in Black by the River

Chapter 76

The person the shop owner was talking about was called Han Weiqing, and he was a master craftsman in the sculpture factory.

Two years ago, when he was walking home with his son at night, he encountered a gangster and was slashed on the hand by the gangster. From then on, Han Weiqing could no longer make sculptures, so the leaders of the sculpture factory took care of him and kept him in the factory's communication room as a doorman.

When Qin Ye and Qian Yaguang walked out of the store, it was already dark.

The two of them ordered some food at a street shop, ate a few bites, and then rushed to the sculpture factory to find Han Weiqing to see if they could get any new clues.

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Under the cover of night, the entire sculpture factory was in darkness, with only a dim light on in the gatehouse.

The sound of car tires rubbing against the ground was particularly harsh in the night. Han Weiqing poked his head out from the gatehouse and saw the Public Security Bureau's iconic jeep parked outside the factory. A dark emotion flashed in his eyes.

He placed the photo of himself and his son upside down on the table, then walked out of the lobby slowly: "Who are you...?"

Qin Ye showed Han Weiqing his ID: "We are from the city's criminal investigation team, and we have a few questions for you."

She gave Qian Yaguang a look, and Qian Yaguang got the signal and took out the black cat statue and handed it to Han Weiqing: "Have you seen this?"

Han Weiqing put on his reading glasses, squinted his eyes and looked closely for a few seconds, then nodded: "This statue was made by a man who paid me a lot of money. He also ordered several different colors from me. It is still in the kiln of the sculpture factory."

Qin Ye's heart moved: "Do you still remember what that man looks like?"

Han Weiqing nodded and gave a brief description. The appearance of the man he described was almost the same as the appearance of Wen Qun described by Yang Mazi.

Qin Ye took out several photos of different suspects from his pocket and handed them to Han Weiqing: "Take a look, is there the person you saw in these photos?"

There was also a photo of Wen Qun included in it.

Han Weiqing only glanced at it, picked up Wen Qun's photo, and gave it back to Qin Ye: "It's this man."

Qian Yaguang asked: "How do you keep in touch? You said he ordered a few more sculptures. Did he say when he would pick them up?"

"Yes, yes." Han Weiqing nodded hurriedly, "He said he would come to pick it up at 11 o'clock tonight."

After running around for so many days, Qin Ye finally got some clues. He breathed a sigh of relief, put away the photos he had just taken out and put them in his pocket, and said to Qian Yaguang: "Brother Guang, I'll go to the car to contact Li Quan and the others to come over. You wait here for a while."

Qian Yaguang nodded: "No problem."

Han Weiqing looked at Qin Ye's receding back and grinned at Qian Yaguang, his smile revealing his simplicity and honesty: "Police comrade, it's cold outside, come into the gatehouse and stay for a while..."

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Qin Yet returned to the gatehouse, but Qian Yaguang was nowhere to be seen.

Han Weiqing came out of the house and handed her a white enamel cup. "Police comrade, drink some water first. Your colleague said he went to the factory to relieve himself."

She took the enamel cup, just glanced at it, and put it back in its place: "Thank you."

After saying this, she subconsciously asked, "Which direction is the toilet?"

Han Weiqing raised his hand and pointed out the window.

Qin Ye looked in the direction Han Weiqing pointed, his eyes darkened.

When she was using the intercom in the car just now, she had been looking in that direction. She was very sure that Qian Yaguang had never passed by there.

Her alertness instantly increased. She calmly reached for the pistol at her waist, and quickly looked around, noticing that a wooden board under the bed had been moved.

The next second, a bullet broke the glass and shot out of the window.

Qin Ye dodged subconsciously, but felt a sharp pain in her neck. She turned around and saw Han Weiqing holding an anesthetic needle in his hand, staring at her with a serious face.

She felt dizzy and fell to the ground uncontrollably. A second before she fell, she used all her strength to secretly take out her police officer ID from her pocket and hid it under the table.

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Wen Qun walked in with a gun in hand, glanced at the unconscious Qin Ye, threw the handcuffs on her, and said to Han Weiqing: "Handcuff her and put her in my car. As for the male policeman... throw him into the kiln and burn him."

Han Weiqing trembled with fear when he heard his order: "Shouxian, why don't you kill him yourself... I don't dare..."

Wen Qun glared at Han Weiqing coldly: "Old Han, don't forget that it was me who avenged you and your son."

Han Weiqing's son suffers from depression. Han Weiqing tried many methods to make his son better, but all failed. It was not until the son picked up a stray cat and brought it home that, with the company of the stray cat, the son slowly got over his negative emotions.

Just when he thought his son was getting better, everything was ruined two years ago.

One night two years ago, my son's cat ran out to play and didn't come back for a long time.

He took his son out to look for it, and finally, in an alley, they found the kitten that had been tortured half to death by Tang Xiaohua and Zheng Chaochao.

The son broke down on the spot and rushed forward screaming to protect the cat.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaohua raised his dagger and wanted to kill the cat. For the sake of his son, Han Weiqing subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed Tang Xiaohua's knife that was about to fall.

The cat was so badly injured that it could not be saved. The son witnessed the kitten’s death, and from that day on, his condition worsened out of control.

One night, the son hanged himself in the bathroom with his belt.

Because of the kitten that was tortured to death by the two little beasts, Han Weiqing lost his son and also lost the pair of hands that could make exquisite sculptures.

Han Weiqing went to the police station to report the case, but the police officer at the police station said that Han Weiqing's son committed suicide and his hand injury was not the intention of Zheng Chaochao and Tang Xiaohua.

At most... at most we can ask them to compensate for the loss of the cat.

That's all.

My son is dead, what do I need money and cats for?

Han Weiqing seemed to have been drained of all his energy until he met Wen Qun - Wen Qun said that he was willing to help him get revenge and that he would make these cat-torturing beasts go to hell.

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"Old Han, you have to understand that when you used the anesthetic needle to knock out these two policemen, you and I were already in the same boat."

Wen Qun's voice became colder and colder. He carried the unconscious Qin Ye and walked out of the gatehouse. Before leaving, he added, "Their colleagues will be here in ten minutes at most. By then, you will face the disaster of prison."

Wen Qun threw Qin Ye into the trunk and drove away quickly, leaving only Han Weiqing in the lobby.

Han Weiqing took out a machete from the drawer, opened the wooden board under the bed, and crawled into the cave where Qian Yaguang was hiding.

The light in the cave was dim. He stared at Qian Yaguang for a long time, and finally made up his mind to raise the machete: "Don't blame me, police comrade, you can only blame you for finding this place."

A letter suddenly fell out of Qian Yaguang's pocket.

Han Weiqing picked up the letter. Driven by curiosity, he unfolded the neatly folded letter. This letter was from Qian Yaguang to his parents.

Dad and Mom, my company said that they will allocate me a house in the second half of the year. When that happens, I will bring both of you to live with me! Wu Ning is fine now...

Before he knew it, Han Weiqing had finished reading the entire letter, and his hands holding the letter trembled.

His son has died, and he knows best what it feels like to lose a child.

Han Weiqing's hand holding the machete could not help but hang in the air, reluctant to let it fall.

While he was in a trance, Qian Yaguang finally woke up from his coma. Seeing this, he kicked Han Weiqing's wrist and pinned him to the ground: "Where's our captain?! Speak!"

Han Weiqing refused to speak.

Qian Yaguang was furious and was about to punch the other person in the face, but Li Quan and others rushed over and stopped him: "Brother Guang, don't do this, calm down!"

Qian Yaguang took several deep breaths before he was able to control his rage.

He bent down to pick up the letter he wrote to his parents, put it in his pocket, and lit a cigarette: "Two minutes, I will only give him two minutes. After two minutes, if he still can't get any clues about Captain Qin from him, I will make him pay!"

He said this with gritted teeth and stormed out of the concierge.

At this moment, Qian Yaguang only hated himself for being careless for a moment, which led to Han Weiqing's sneak attack. He almost died at the hands of Han Weiqing, and what about Qin Ye... He didn't even dare to think about what Qin Ye was facing now...

Discipline is shit! Work is shit!

If his comrades who fought side by side with him every day got into trouble because of his carelessness, he would really have no face to live on.

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In the gatehouse, Wen Tingting, Li Quan and others were also very anxious.

Li Quan's eyes were red, and he kept shaking Han Weiqing by the collar: "Tell me! Where did you take our captain?!"

Han Weiqing just glanced at everyone blankly, and in his heart he actually felt a sense of pleasure of revenge - after his son died, he pleaded with the police station's investigators in the same way. He asked them to arrest Tang Xiaohua and Zheng Chaochao, but was repeatedly rejected.

Wen Tingting was also very anxious, but she forced herself to calm down and tried to find some clues in the house.

After looking around, her eyes fell on the photo frame lying upside down on the table.

She walked over and picked up the photo frame. Han Weiqing's expression changed and he reached out to stop her, but Li Quan and Murong quickly twisted his arms back.

In the photo, Han Weiqing is hugging a boy who looks 80% like him. The boy is holding a kitten in his arms, and both of them are smiling happily at the camera.

Wen Tingting saw the change in Han Weiqing's expression, and remembered that Han Weiqing had just held the letter that Brother Guang wrote to his parents, and she felt relieved: "Han Weiqing... Our Captain Qin is a very good person. You have lived in Wuning County for many years, and I think you have heard of her... Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin are older than you, and they have always been very proud of Captain Qin... I can't imagine what they would do if something happened to Captain Qin..."

Han Weiqing looked at the photo of himself and his son in Wen Tingting's hand, and after a long pause, he said, "I don't know where the First Immortal took her... I only know that the First Immortal took Tang Xiaohua and Zheng Chaochao to the river to bleed them."

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Qin Ye was in a daze and could only feel that Wen Qun was carrying him and throwing him into the trunk of the car. The air in the trunk was stuffy and she could faintly smell blood. In the darkness, she couldn't sense her direction or the outside world, and she fainted again.

Wen Qun drove at full speed all the way, avoiding all places where people might appear, drove to the river, and laid plastic sheeting on the river bank.

After all the preparations were done, he opened the trunk, carried Qin Ye out of the car, and threw him on the plastic sheet: "Qin Ye, it's finally time for us to end this."

He pulled off the "metal beast tooth" hanging around his neck and inserted it into the artery in Qin Ye's neck with precise and ruthless movements.

Qin Ye twitched in pain, opened his eyes, and met Wen Qun's ferocious expression.

She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her bleeding neck, but she didn't even have the strength to lift her arm.

The next second, a man dressed in a black raincoat appeared silently beside the two of them.

Wen Qun stood up happily and was about to speak when he heard a gunshot.

Wen Qun covered the muzzle of the gun and fell straight into the river behind him.

Qin Ye couldn't see the man's figure or facial features clearly, she could only vaguely recognize that he was holding her service pistol. She opened her mouth, trying to speak, but no syllable came out.

There was another sharp pain in her neck, and the man in black injected another anesthetic into her body.

She closed her eyes resignedly, feeling the blood flowing out of her body through the two blood holes on her neck, and her body was getting colder and colder...

Before she completely lost consciousness, she vaguely saw the man in black taking off his white gloves. The other party's movement in taking off the gloves was a bit strange. He first pulled the middle finger of the glove, then the little finger, thumb, ring finger, and index finger in turn.

Qin Ye always felt like she had seen this action before, but soon, she lost consciousness...