62 062 (Updated on July 18)
Run
Qian Lifeng himself didn't know how to say this.
He was chatting with his friend Guo Wen just now and happened to walk to Jiangwan Bridge. He was chatting with his friend Guo Wen at the time. Everything was normal at the beginning.
But his friend suddenly stopped talking, and the fog around them seemed to be getting thicker. Qian Lifeng felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
He turned his head to look beside him, and it was still Guo Wen's face.
Yeah?
He suddenly felt that Guo Wen beside him was very strange. Although his face was the same, there was an indescribable weirdness about him.
It was as if someone was holding Guo Wen’s face.
After walking a few steps forward, he turned around and saw that his "friend" was still standing there without moving.
Then he watched Guo Wen's face become more and more like Xue Fang's, and his clothes also changed, becoming a washed-out blue hoodie.
The man had his hands in his pockets and lowered his head slightly. The wind from the bridge blew through the thick fog, blowing a few strands of long hair on his forehead, revealing a bit of pale skin underneath.
Qian Lifeng's blood instantly ran cold, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head. Not far away was a person who shouldn't be here.
It turned out to be Xue Fang.
It was Xue Fang, his best friend in high school, who he had killed and thrown into the river a week ago!
How could a dead person appear?
"Guo Wen...where is Guo Wen?" Qian Lifeng's mind was in a mess and he completely lost the ability to think. He suddenly turned his head and looked around.
Empty.
Guo Wen, who had just been telling him how stingy his boss was, seemed to be swallowed up silently, without even a trace left.
Guo Wen disappeared without a trace, and the occasional cars passing by also disappeared, replaced by Xue Fang.
At this time, Xue Fang was walking towards him at a leisurely pace.
Tick, tick, tick.
The footsteps were extremely clear on the bridge shrouded in thick fog, and each one struck Qian Lifeng's tense nerves.
Before his brain could react, he let out a roar and ran forward, looking back as he ran.
Xue Fang was clearly walking the whole time, but Qian Lifeng felt that the distance between them had not changed.
As he ran, he subconsciously found Jiang Chuxu's live broadcast room and connected to it, and he happened to be connected.
Then came the words he shouted right after connecting to the live broadcast, which confused the audience in the live broadcast room.
【What is my friend and what is not】
[A ghost disguised as a friend?]
[The fog is so thick, the camera is shaking and making me dizzy]
[Wait, the camera pans to the back, there's someone following us]
Qian Lifeng's lungs felt like they were on fire, every breath he took felt like he was swallowing a knife, and his legs felt heavy as if they were filled with lead.
He didn't dare to look back, but the footsteps were still lingering.
"Host, please save me! I gave you a gift!"
Seeing that Jiang Chuxu was hesitant to take action, Qian Lifeng's words were threatening.
Jiang Chuxu just sneered and turned to look at her phone. What a coincidence, Qian Lifeng and she were from the same city.
So she sent a message directly to Lu Changan.
[Jiang Chuxu]: The person I'm connecting with killed someone and dumped the body at the bottom of the river near Jiangwan Bridge. You should go downstream and look for the body. You should be able to find it.
[Lu Changan]: Okay, then this contact person...
Lu Changan only sent half of the message, as if he didn't know how to word it.
Jiang Chuxu touched his chin, as if he understood what Lu Changan wanted to say.
[Jiang Chuxu]: He will not die, he will definitely be punished by law
As for what it would be like when she was rescued, she wasn't sure.
"Host? Host! Did you hear that? Save me! I've given you a gift. If you save me, I'll give you a rocket!"
Qian Lifeng roared into the phone, his voice distorted and broken due to extreme fear and running, his face was covered with tears and snot, and he looked disheveled and hideous.
He tried to use the gift to break Jiang Chuxu's helping hand, even with a hint of desperate threats: "If you don't care about me, I will complain to you!"
On the phone screen, Jiang Chuxu still had no intention of taking action, and even had a smile on his face, which seemed a bit like a mockery.
[The first time I saw someone threatening the anchor]
【What kind of confusing operation is this? 】
[Host: Oh]
【Xiao Hei: Heh】
[The more he acts like this, the more I think he has a ghost. Maybe the ghost behind him was caused by him.]
Although the comments were just casual remarks, they really touched Qian Lifeng's pain points.
As if feeling guilty, he was still in the mood to refute the comments while running: "I'm suing you for slander. Who said I killed him?"
Unfortunately, the more comments like this there are, the more I feel that Qian Lifeng is guilty.
Qian Lifeng's expression was distorted. He wanted to curse the barrage, but at this moment, his feet suddenly slipped. He didn't know whether he stepped on something or his legs were weak, but he completely lost his balance and fell forward with a scream.
The phone flew out of his hand, slid for a distance on the wet and cold bridge surface, and finally the lens faced upwards, frozen on a gray sky.
Qian Lifeng fell hard, his chin hitting the cold, hard concrete floor. He instantly tasted blood, and his knees and elbows were burning with pain, but he didn't care about that.
It’s over!
The coldness behind him was approaching, and he felt that the gloomy and cold breath was like countless ice cones suddenly piercing his back.
He even felt that he heard Xue Fang's figure. This was the first time that death was so close to him.
Just when he thought he was going to die.
"Meow."
A light, almost unreal cat's meow reached my ears, and time seemed to be briefly grasped by an invisible hand.
That chilling feeling was separated in that split second.
The instinct for survival kicked in, and Qian Lifeng lunged forward using his hands and feet, scratching forward frantically with his fingers. He actually managed to grab the mobile phone that was still faithfully broadcasting live broadcasts to the sky.
He didn't even have time to feel the severe pain in his knees and palms. He just rolled and crawled, using the last bit of strength in his body to run for his life towards the dim and blurry street lights at the bridge head, which were like lighthouses in the thick fog.
He held the phone tightly in his hand, and the camera shook wildly again.
This time, all the viewers in the live broadcast room saw clearly that at the place where Qian Lifeng had just fallen, the blue figure was as if tied up by invisible chains and could not catch up.
He was hunching his back slightly, and the camera panned across his hands hanging by his sides, his fingers seeming to be twitching uncontrollably.
I thought this person was going to die.
[This time the host doesn’t seem to want to take care of it]
[Old fans who have watched the anchor live for many days will tell you, yes]
[I didn't want to care last time, it seemed like a ghost's revenge]
Qian Lifeng didn't dare to look back at all. He rolled and crawled down the approach bridge and crashed into the park on the other side of Jiangwan Bridge.
There were a few old men and women who were disconnected and playing chess in the park. They were all frightened by the man who rushed in with blood and tears on his face. He rolled and crawled, and they all avoided him and screamed in surprise.
"Ghost, there's a ghost! That's Xue Fang on the bridge. He's turned into a ghost and is looking for me. Please help me call the police!"
At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that he had a mobile phone in his hand. He threw himself at the feet of the old man who was putting away his Tai Chi sword.
He howled incoherently, his hands gripping the old man's calves tightly like iron clamps, so hard that the old man cried out in pain, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Where did this madman come from? Let go! What ghosts and gods are you talking about? You are a lunatic. I think you have something to hide." The old man was shocked and angry, and tried hard to pry Qian Lifeng's hands open.
At this moment of chaos, an extremely clear siren sounded not far away, and red and blue flashing lights rushed towards the direction of Qiaotou Park.
The siren sounded like the sound of nature, and Qian Lifeng's nerves, which were stretched to the limit, broke completely with a "bang".
It was as if all the bones in his body had been pulled out. He collapsed completely to the ground, his body twitching violently and gasping for breath. He was like a fish out of water, looking extremely miserable and miserable.
On the mobile phone screen, Jiang Chuxu looked at Qian Lifeng lying on the ground in an ugly state like a pile of mud, and glanced at the blue silhouette on the bridge in the distance of the camera.
Jiang Chuxu felt a pang of regret in her heart. She moved her hands and sucked Xue Fang into her necklace through the screen.
The thick fog on the bridge has dissipated. The old lady in the park is still sighing: "Oh, it was so foggy this afternoon. I thought it was going to rain. Now the fog has dissipated."
[Huh? Is it so fast this time?]
【And why is there a police car】
[Did the informant just call the police?]
[The most important thing is that the anchor used to ask how to deal with ghosts, but this time there was no such question]
[There is something fishy]
Jiang Chuxu didn't look at the barrage anymore. He just tapped his fingertips and hung up the call cleanly, turning off the live broadcast as well.
She released Xue Fang. If the broadcast was still live, the audience would definitely be able to tell that this was the blue figure on the bridge.
"Xue Fang?" Jiang Chuxu's voice sounded, and Chiffon's soul trembled violently. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Chuxu, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.
"It was you who stopped me?" Xue Fang said with difficulty.
"Only temporarily." Jiang Chuxu said briefly, "Do you want to tell me what happened at that time?"
Xue Fang's figure shook violently. Jiang Chuxu didn't think he was capable of speaking, so she looked directly at Xue Fang's memory.
At first, it was Xue Fang who was sending messages on his mobile phone to a group of high school buddies with only four people.
Xue Fang sent an excited voice message: "Brothers, it's done. I just signed a big deal and got this much commission. I'm really turning things around this time. I'll treat you all to a good meal at our usual place this weekend!"
Two friends replied below: "Awesome Fangzi!" "Where is Afeng?" The avatar with the note "Afeng" was gray and there was no response.
Xue Fang frowned and sent a message to Qian Lifeng alone: "A Feng? Let's talk tonight? I have something good in mind for you!"
This news still fell on deaf ears, and a trace of loss and confusion flashed across Xue Fang's face.
The second scene then takes place in the one-bedroom apartment that Xue Fang rents. There is a knock on the door, and Xue Fang gets up to open it with helplessness on his face.
Qian Lifeng, soaking wet and with a terribly gloomy face, stood outside the door, with rain dripping down his hair.
"Afeng, why are you so wet? Come in quickly!" Xue Fang stepped aside.
He handed a dry towel to Qian Lifeng: "Here, wipe it. What's wrong? You didn't reply to the message in the group. I said..."
Before he could finish his words, Qian Lifeng suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with extremely twisted jealousy that Xue Fang had never seen before. That look made Xue Fang feel creepy and chilled in an instant.
"Shut up!" Qian Lifeng violently pushed away the towel Xue Fang handed him, his voice hoarse, "Why are you pretending to be a good person?! Are you trying to show off how successful you are? Giving me charity? Pity me? I don't need it!"
A fierce argument broke out. Xue Fang tried to explain, "Afeng, calm down. I really want to help you. That project..."
"Go to hell with your project." Qian Lifeng, like a completely enraged beast, picked up a heavy glass ashtray on the coffee table and smashed it hard on Xue Fang's temples in front of his astonished eyes.
Severe pain and darkness instantly engulfed Xue Fang.
My consciousness was blacked out, and the next thing I could feel was my body being dragged roughly, followed by the sound of the trunk closing and the smell of exhaust fumes.
After an unknown amount of time, the trunk opened again.
The biting river wind mixed with a strong fishy smell of water rushed in. Xue Fang felt that he was being dragged out with his remaining consciousness, and his body fell heavily on the cold and slippery ground.
He vaguely saw Qian Lifeng's distorted and hideous face under the dim bridge light, full of madness and cruelty.
Then his body was lifted up, and it seemed as if something very heavy was tied to his body, and it sank him to the bottom of the river.
The memory ended, and Xue Fang's soul kept trembling. It was a kind of pain and injustice of being betrayed by someone he trusted.
"He will spend the rest of his life repaying your debt, dust to dust, earth to earth." Jiang Chuxu's voice was calm and firm.
"Your resentment only traps you. Leave the rest to me and the police."
…
On the other side, in the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau.
The pale light clearly illuminated the cold iron chair and Qian Lifeng's bloodless face, and the atmosphere was solemn.
There were no handcuffs on his wrists yet. Opposite him sat Lu Changan and Xiao Chen, who was in charge of recording. Next to him was a recording and video equipment running silently.
There was a long silence at first. Lu Changan just looked at Qian Lifeng calmly with those eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
This silent pressure made Qian Lifeng feel very uncomfortable. Cold sweat kept oozing from his forehead. His fingers nervously picked at the hardened mud on his trouser legs. His eyes were distracted and he didn't dare to look Lu Changan in the eye.
"Qian Lifeng." Lu Changan finally spoke in a low voice, "Do you know why you are sitting here?"
Qian Lifeng's body trembled violently, his head lowered even lower, his voice hoarse and dry: "Did I go crazy on the bridge and disturb the people?"
Lu Changan ignored his sophistry and gently pushed a document onto the small table in front of him.
The first page of the document is a photo of Xue Fang when he was alive, with a sunny smile, and below it is a notice of case filing.
The moment Qian Lifeng's eyes met the photo, his pupils suddenly constricted, his breathing suddenly choked, as if his throat was strangled, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.
"Do you know him?" Lu Changan asked, his eyes fixed on Qian Lifeng's face like a hawk.
"I know him, Xue Fang, my high school classmate." Qian Lifeng's voice was as thin as a mosquito, and his eyes glanced around in panic.
"When and where did you last see him?"
"About a week ago." Qian Lifeng's voice was trembling noticeably, and he spoke quickly. "I can't remember the exact day, but we just ran into each other on the street, chatted for a few minutes, and then we parted ways."
"Oh? An encounter on the street?" Lu Changan's voice was emotionless as he picked up another document.
"According to the surveillance footage we retrieved from Xue Fang's residential complex and apartment building, a week ago, on May 23rd, at 8:47 PM, you entered Xue Fang's apartment building. The elevator surveillance clearly captured you entering the 7th floor, where Xue Fang lives. At 9:28 PM, you left the building alone, still carrying Xue Fang's suitcase."
Lu Changan paused and asked, "During this time, 41 minutes, what did you do at Xue Fang's house?"
Qian Lifeng's body stiffened instantly. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word. He didn't expect that just because he rushed into the park like crazy just now, he actually noticed Xue Fang and went to Xue Fang's house with him!
Lu Changan didn't give him a chance to breathe and picked up another document that printed out the WeChat chat records.
"Look at this again. On May 23rd, Xue Fang sent a message to a WeChat group called 'Four Great King Kongs,' and the message he sent you separately about meeting up, both indicate he intended to meet with you that evening for a detailed discussion. Yet, from that afternoon until evening, you didn't respond to any of his messages."
"This seems to contradict your claim of a 'chance encounter on the street'?"
Qian Lifeng's forehead was covered in sweat and his back was instantly soaked.
Lu Changan continued to put pressure on Qian Lifeng and interrogated him based on the evidence he had investigated. Every question he asked was like a huge rock, hitting Qian Lifeng's shaky psychological defenses.
Qian Lifeng's body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, his face was pale and his eyes were hopelessly distracted. He gripped the cold chair with both hands tightly, his fingertips turning white from excessive force.
Lu Changan picked up the last report with a heavy tone.
"Just now, our colleagues recovered Xue Fang's body from a backwater bay five kilometers downstream from Jiangwan Bridge. The preliminary autopsy report shows that the deceased suffered a blunt force trauma to the head, resulting in a skull fracture and severe brain damage, consistent with a violent assault..."
The police knew who the murderer was from the beginning, so the investigation strategy was very clear, so they found the evidence quickly.
Qian Lifeng's psychological defenses completely collapsed. He covered his face with his hands, as if he didn't know what to say.
He recounted in fragments the bloody tragedy that took place in the rental house on that rainy night, how he cleaned up the scene, and how he stuffed Xue Fang's body into the trunk of his car.
How to drive to Jiangwan Bridge under the cover of heavy rain, and how to throw his once best brother into the icy river like garbage.
Every detail confirms the evidence that the police have already obtained or are verifying.
Xiao Chen quickly recorded it with an expressionless face.
What awaits Qian Lifeng is the punishment of the law and the revenge of Xue Fang's ghost. After all, Jiang Chuxu never said that he would let Xue Fang let Qian Lifeng go. It is best for him to take revenge himself.
Guo Wen, who was found by the police outside, was sitting obediently. He looked around curiously.
"Comrade police officer, when will Qian Lifeng come out?" He had been out for a long time, but still hadn't seen Qian Lifeng.
He was found by the police. When they found him, he was sitting on the side of the road. He himself didn't know why or when he was sitting there.
Anyway, when the police woke him up, he thought he was talking to Qian Lifeng.
The police officer who knew the inside story said, "You should go back first. It will probably take some time for him to come out."
It may also be a time unit of years. Of course, the specific number of years depends on the procuratorate and the court. The police are only responsible for finding evidence and interrogating, and sentencing is not the police's business.
Guo Wen was obviously a little confused and didn't seem to understand, but his girlfriend came to pick him up, so he followed her obediently, thinking in his heart that he would come back to have a look tomorrow.
At this time, Jiang Chuxu put the mobile phone she used for live broadcast on the table, and Xiao Hei turned over on her legs, revealing his soft belly.
She rubbed her eyebrows. Qian Lifeng's fate was already determined the moment she cut off the connection, and she was too lazy to spend any more time paying attention to it.
She picked up another phone, which showed a new message from Ding Yucheng a few minutes ago.
The general meaning is that based on the confessions of people arrested in the country and combined with cross-comparison of international intelligence, we have locked down a temporary base that is highly suspected to be set up by the K organization near a border city in our country.
The stronghold was disguised in a remote mountain village called "Aozigou", and its core area was at the site of a completely abandoned village-run primary school.
This school allows students to live on campus. The abandoned campus where the K organization is entrenched includes a five-story main teaching building and a five-story old dormitory building, which is the girls' dormitory.
There is also a five-story male dormitory building that was severely structurally damaged, so it is most likely not K's main activity area.
[Ding Yucheng]: Comrade Jiang, given that your capabilities are irreplaceable in dealing with such threats, I would like to ask if you would like to participate in this operation?
Attachment: [High-resolution satellite image of the abandoned primary school in Aozigou.jpg]
Attachment: [Schematic diagram of the internal structure of the abandoned primary school in Aozigou.pdf]
Both attachments contained information related to the school. Jiang Chuxu clicked on the satellite image, and the image clearly showed the building complex located in the valley, with three five-story buildings arranged in a triangular shape. The terrain was relatively closed, and the mountain road was rugged.
As for the other structural diagram, it is much rougher and only the general layout can be seen.
[Jiang Chuxu]: I'll take care of the things inside.
The special department planned to set up a team to go in. According to Ding Yucheng, the K organization did not have time to move to this stronghold, so there would be at least a lot of failed products inside.
Those failed products are not easy to deal with, so Jiang Chuxu decided to do it himself.
School……
Jiang Chuxu lowered his head and scratched Xiao Hei's chin with his fingers. Xiao Hei tilted his head back comfortably, the snoring in his throat became louder, and his cat pupils narrowed lazily into a slit.
"Have you slept enough?" Jiang Chuxu's voice was very soft.
Xiao Hei seemed to understand. He stretched out his body, then jumped lightly from her legs and landed steadily on the floor.
Jiang Chuxu also stood up and walked to the window.
She decided to go there tonight, but first check outside to see what was inside.
【Author’s words】
I have tenosynovitis and my hands hurt so much, so I didn’t update on the 17th, and the 18th was so late [burst into tears]
[Please][Namaste]
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