After careful investigation, this is the truth behind the truck falling off a cliff...
Employer and bedside companion are really a perfect match.
Wen Zichuan no longer had to think about who gave more, who loved whom more deeply, who proposed breaking up, and who compromised and begged for mercy first.
They just want to enjoy the most primitive and purest pleasure, and the more sneaky they are, the stronger the excitement and pleasure will be.
The night of the winter solstice was too long. They were particularly intoxicated the first time, particularly tender the second time, and by the third time, they were completely satisfied.
After Wen Zichuan finished cleaning, he came back holding his waist. By the time Cheng Sizhou finished washing, he was almost asleep.
Cheng Sizhou tucked in the quilt for him and wanted to go to sleep on the small bed in the outer room, but he heard him mumble something in a daze.
"Hmm?" He put his ear to his lips, "What do you want?"
"Brother Zhou, rub it." Wen Zichuan's hand was still on his sore waist.
Cheng Sizhou had done something "bad" and was in the wrong, so she had no choice but to hold him in her arms and gently rub his waist.
Wen Zichuan was so comfortable being rubbed that his consciousness had long since drifted away. He closed his eyes and yelled in confusion, "Brother Zhou, don't leave me. Don't leave me."
Cheng Sizhou froze in his tracks, tears welling up in his eyes instantly.
After breaking up twice, he believed that the fault was all his, but he did not expect that his cowardice, retreat and avoidance would hurt Zichuan so deeply.
He habitually believed that being "sensible" and "knowing the limits" were excellent qualities, and in order not to embarrass the other party, he was the most selfless choice to withdraw first.
But perhaps this was not the choice Zichuan wanted, and he never asked Zichuan what he thought.
Being with such a popular star openly, Cheng Sizhou felt that even thinking about it was a blasphemy.
After all, so many people who love Wen Zichuan have placed their good wishes on him, but her goal is to monopolize him and his love.
However, he was reluctant to let Zichuan suffer so much injustice and sadness any longer. If someone had to bear the stigma of being "ignorant" and "not knowing the limits", then let him do it.
Wen Zichuan slept very soundly that night, but due to his biological clock, he woke up before seven o'clock.
The first thing he did when he got up was to pick up a recorder behind the frosted glass. Brother Ji told him that if he could provide more materials, the forgery would be more realistic.
There’s definitely enough material from last night, but it’s too embarrassing, so I have to edit it before sending it to Brother Ji.
Cheng Sizhou saw him hurriedly taking out his coat and stuffing things into his pockets, and guessed that he was about to leave again, so he hugged him from behind, clinging to the last moment of warmth.
"Today is Monday, aren't you going to work?" Wen Zichuan was still sleepy and spoke in a light tone.
"I'm going to..." Cheng Sizhou took a deep breath and held him tightly, "I really don't want to leave."
Wen Zichuan naturally bent his arm and touched the back of his neck: "Are you reluctant to leave, or are you reluctant to leave me?"
Cheng Sizhou was soaked in his breath: "I can't bear to leave you. I can't bear to leave you."
The love words were so sweet in his ears, but Wen Zichuan's expression was calm as usual: "Say it again, you know what I want to hear."
Cheng Sizhou seemed to have turned into the Shiba Inu in his WeChat profile picture, nuzzling his temples clingily: "I like you, I can't bear to leave you."
After whispering in each other's ears for a while, the phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated.
Wen Zichuan saw that the display showed "Zhou Han" and immediately answered: "Hello, Officer Zhou."
Zhou Han on the other end of the phone paused noticeably, as if to confirm something before saying, "Good morning, Teacher Wen. Are you with Teacher Cheng?"
Wen Zichuan glanced at the back of the phone and suddenly realized that he had picked up the wrong one again. This was Cheng Sizhou's phone: "He's here too, you can talk to him."
"It's okay, it's okay," Zhou Han said, feeling a little embarrassed for disturbing them. "It's just right that you're together. That 'fake old mole' has confessed everything he should. If you're free tomorrow night, come to the team. I want to update you on the progress of the case."
Previously, Zhou Han alone was unable to investigate the car accident and the girl kidnapping case together.
But in August, they caught the "fake Lao Mole" in Longji Mountain. With new clues and the intervention of Huaili police, they were able to investigate multiple cases simultaneously.
Wu Si's murder was the trigger for the simultaneous investigation of multiple cases. Although the police in the two places immediately launched a joint investigation, it took more than three months to figure out the connection between the cases.
Tuesday night was Christmas Eve, and the office area of the Dengyuan Criminal Investigation Detachment was still brightly lit.
Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou arrived one after another and were taken into the interrogation room of the task force by Zhou Han.
On the surveillance screen, they saw the listless "fake old mole". The "moles" on his face had been washed off, and his skin was much whiter than when he was in Longji Mountain.
"He's not Lao Mo. His real name is Qiu Pengfei. As Teacher Wen said, he's an actor." Zhou Han gestured for them to sit down. "He said he's not a big star, but a low-level actor. Because of his average looks and lack of connections, he hasn't had any roles in the past two years."
After filming two dramas and meeting some people in the circle, Wen Zichuan realized that many unknown actors simply have no dramas to shoot.
Forced to make a living, they will keep running around, but if they are unlucky, they will not be able to get any work even if they have emptied their family savings, and eventually even having to eat becomes a problem.
"Is he short of money?" Wen Zichuan asked with a frown, "He imprisoned my mother and Xu Jiaxuan for blackmail?"
"It's not entirely extortion," Zhou Han pulled up the photos sent by the Huaili police. "Look, there are several boxes of porcelain hidden in the cave behind the hut."
After Qiu Pengfei was arrested, Han Zhao took people to the cave again. There was a very hidden branch in the cave. When they went in, they found more than a dozen old wooden boxes piled up inside. The boxes were wrapped in thick coarse linen paper and were filled with persimmon-colored porcelain.
Wen Zichuan was even more puzzled after hearing this: "No matter how poor an actor is, he wouldn't sell cultural relics, right? Does he understand the ins and outs of it?"
Zhou Han also had a speechless expression on his face: "Guess who asked him to do this job?"
Cheng Sizhou looked at the photo and gave the answer almost immediately: "It's Wang Jian."
Wang Jian used to be a truck driver and was Wei Xiaoming's biological father. With his son's help, he was able to get in touch with people in the entertainment industry, so it was not surprising that he knew Qiu Pengfei.
Wang Jian was addicted to gambling and owed so much money that he even sold his son to pay off his debts. If he could find a way to make money and then win over Qiu Pengfei, the two would definitely hit it off.
However, stealing and selling unearthed cultural relics are both illegal. In order to avoid the police's attention, Wang Jian rented a truck for each order, which is consistent with the details of the cliff-falling case.
"Wang Jian was transporting the porcelain to sell, so he should have been driving out of Longji Mountain," Cheng Sizhou said, "but when he fell off the cliff, the car was heading into the mountain."
"Because he was discovered." Zhou Han said.
"Who discovered it?" Wen Zichuan asked.
"By my master." Cheng Sizhou replied.
Among Jiang Yunli's belongings was a notebook, which came into the hands of Cheng Sizhou after his death.
The reason his master was investigating was the kidnapping and murder of Jiang Anyi, but he did not go to Longji Mountain on a whim, but had been investigating for nearly twenty years.
At first, Longji Mountain produced a kind of natural gum, so he went to visit farmers in the name of buying gum. Later, collecting gum was not allowed, so he stopped for a while, but he still couldn't let it go, and continued to pursue it after retirement.
Cheng Sizhou closed his eyes and thought back to last winter, before New Year's Eve, when Longji Mountain was blocked by heavy snow. The Liu brothers also said that it was not the season for picking mushrooms, and the mountain roads were slippery, so few people went into the mountains.
Jiang Yunli mentioned in his notes that he accidentally saw a purple gold glaze porcelain pot in an antique market, and there was a wisp of mycelium stuck to the inside of the spout.
With a little imagination, we can infer that the place that produces persimmon-colored porcelain and is rich in mushrooms is most likely Longji Mountain.
Wang Jian tasted the sweetness of selling cultural relics, and his extreme desire for money drove him so much that he had to complete this job even though the mountain road was dangerous and he couldn't pretend to be a mushroom farmer.
That day, he transported porcelain out and stopped at Mutao Town for a meal and rest as usual. When he returned to the car, he found that the lock of the cargo compartment had been pried open.
Wang Jian looked around but couldn't find anyone who could pick the lock. Mutao Town was a remote town and there was no one who could change the lock on the compartment.
But the most important thing is that his smuggling of cultural relics was discovered. If it were reported to the police, he would be doomed.
Wang Jian and Qiu Pengfei are in the same boat. Qiu Pengfei is responsible for checking the goods, while Wang Jian is responsible for transportation.
For safety reasons, they usually don't talk or send messages to each other, but on this day Wang Jian panicked and called Qiu Pengfei.
He said that he had been discovered and it was not safe to take action at this time, so he wanted to turn back and pull the porcelain back to the cave.
Qiu Pengfei disagreed. Wang Jian had already gotten into trouble. If he went back rashly and was followed along the way, he and the remaining goods in the cave would be implicated.
The two had a disagreement and had a big argument on the phone. Wang Jian finally decided to take the goods back.
The truck with snow and mud on its tires was already suspicious. In order to find out the whereabouts of the porcelain, Jiang Yunli first destroyed the lock of the compartment and identified the target, and then hid in the compartment while Wang Jian was making a phone call.
When driving back, Wang Jian did not forget to burn the phone card and throw it into the ravine, but the mountain road became more and more bumpy and it was obviously no longer suitable for driving.
Jiang Yunli originally wanted to see where the driver was going to take the porcelain, but unexpectedly, the truck actually drove back.
It was a dark, snowy night with rocks falling everywhere. He didn't dare jump out of the car rashly, so he had to secure himself with the safety rope that fixed the box, and then slammed the car hard to sound the alarm.
Wang Jian was already angry, and when he heard that there was someone in the car, he immediately panicked. Due to an operational error, a fallen rock got stuck on the chassis, causing the car to overturn and fall off the cliff.
"So, the incident itself was an accident." Cheng Sizhou clasped his fingers together and lowered his eyelids.
Wen Zichuan saw that Zhou Han didn't seem to have finished his words. "Wang Jian loves money, and people who love money usually value their lives. No matter what the reason, it's very dangerous to travel on mountain roads on a snowy night. Mr. Jiang had already warned him, so why didn't he stop?"
Zhou Han stared at the surveillance camera, his eyes as cold as a knife: "Because Qiu Pengfei didn't want him to live."
In order to remind people not to go into the mountains in extremely bad weather, there are usually some signboards along the mountain roads.
When Zhou Han initially analyzed the case, he had marked it: Section A was a highway, navigable by cars; Section B was a dirt road, barely passable on ordinary days, but definitely not on snowy nights.
So under normal circumstances, there would be a sign between sections A and B, but Qiu Pengfei removed that sign.
"He's too familiar with Wang Jian's temper: greedy, irritable, and arrogant. If he drives onto Section B of the mountain road, the probability of an accident will be very high." Zhou Han sighed, "Mr. Jiang wanted to save people, but he got implicated."
Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou both found it unbelievable, as if one of them wanted to kill the other just because they had not discussed it before.
"Is Qiu Pengfei trying to hide his identity? Why is he pretending to be Lao Mo?" Wen Zichuan continued to ask, "Where is the real Lao Mo?"
"Dead."
"How did he die?"
"They say he fell into the river and drowned."
"Fell down again?"
"That's why I asked you to come here and synchronize the progress of the case."
Looking into the details, the complexity of these cases exceeded Zhou Han's imagination.
Lao Mo's real name is Wu Dayong, a native of Mutao Town. Both his parents are deceased, and he has no wife or children. He is a forest ranger in public, but secretly guards the goods.
According to Qiu Pengfei's confession, the reason why Wang Jian asked him to replace Lao Mo was because he and Lao Mo were a bit similar in figure and appearance, and he was an actor and could impersonate Lao Mo based on the description. In addition, Lao Mo lived a reclusive life and not many people knew him, so it was difficult to find any flaws.
Wen Zichuan had met Wang Jian, and he could probably imagine how Wang Jian and Qiu Pengfei reached the deal.
"Wang Jian has seen the real old mole, right?"
"Not only did he see it, Qiu Pengfei even suspected that it was Wang Jian who killed Lao Mo."
Cheng Sizhou was really confused. Why did Wei Xiaoming's father kill a forest ranger?
Zhou Han took out a piece of paper with the words "赶虎弔狼" written on it: "Teacher Cheng, I think only you can explain the meaning of this word."
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