Even though it is a trapped beast, it still has to fight...
Before going to bed last night, Wen Zichuan was still imagining what the "Sound Museum" would look like after it was completed.
If Wen Duo could really return the cultural relics that had been lost from the ancient tomb, could he put them on display in his museum? He once shared a dream with Wu Wen, and he always had an inexplicable feeling towards the Wu clan.
The meeting place was in Caoyan Lane. Cheng Sizhou guessed that Zichuan probably had some new ideas and wanted to go there to discuss them with him.
However, today is Zichuan's birthday. He carefully carried the things he had just bought, counting with his eyes to make sure that all the meat, vegetables and seasonings were included. When he got home later, he still had to make sweet and sour pork ribs for Zichuan.
The Lin family shop is at No. 70 Caoyan Lane, and No. 79 is less than 50 meters west of the shop.
"Zichuan?" Cheng Sizhou came closer. The door of No. 79 was tightly closed and there was no one nearby. He felt strange, but did not dare to shout his name loudly.
Cheng Sizhou took out his cell phone, opened the dialog box, and looked through the chat history again. Zichuan said he was waiting for him here, so he should have arrived a long time ago.
There was no one around, and he was about to make a phone call when three or five dark shadows suddenly jumped out from the corner of the alley!
One of them took advantage of Cheng Sizhou's carelessness and snatched his cell phone from behind. The other two pressed him hard, and the things he bought were scattered all over the floor in an instant!
Cheng Sizhou felt something was wrong, he suddenly pulled out his arms and punched to resist, but immediately someone reached out from behind and covered his mouth and nose with a piece of gauze.
Cheng Sizhou had a weak resistance to anesthetic drugs. He struggled a few times, but soon ran out of strength. Amidst a flurry of footsteps, he lost consciousness.
When Wen Zichuan returned home, he found no one at home. He called Cheng Sizhou several times but no one answered.
Today is his birthday. Last night, Cheng Sizhou hugged him and said that he had spent his birthday on the set last year. It was rare for him to spend it at home this year, so he wanted to show off his skills to him.
Wen Zichuan thought that Cheng Sizhou might be preparing some "birthday surprise", so he waited at home, but it was almost six o'clock and he still didn't come back.
"Ding Dong——" the doorbell rang.
Wen Zichuan immediately opened the door. A deliveryman was standing at the door holding a cake gift box. "Excuse me, is this Mr. Cheng? This is the cake you ordered. Please sign for it."
"When did he order the cake?" Wen Zichuan asked the deliveryman for the order information. "Didn't you call him before you came?"
"The cake was ordered this morning," the delivery man said. "I called him, but no one answered. I didn't want to delay your birthday, so I delivered it to the address you provided."
Wen Zichuan accepted the cake and felt something was wrong.
He opened the gift box and found inside a two-layer cake about eight inches in size and a pink card with the words "My dear wife, happy birthday, I love you forever" written on it. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
Wen Zichuan felt something was wrong. What kind of "surprise" could there be that the cake had been delivered but the person had not shown up yet?
He dialed Cheng Sizhou's number again, but the call was still busy.
Cheng Sizhou is missing.
The moment the thought came to his mind, Wen Zichuan became tense.
He ran to the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and found that one of Cheng Sizhou's coats was missing; he ran to the entrance and saw Cheng Sizhou's slippers, which were neatly placed in a fixed position on the shoe cabinet.
Cheng Sizhou left home on his own. Where would he go? Who did he meet?
A chaotic stream of thoughts surged up in his mind. Wen Zichuan took a deep breath and called Zhou Han.
"Officer Zhou, Cheng Sizhou's missing." He held the phone, his voice trembling uncontrollably. "Can you help me retrieve the surveillance footage from the nearby convenience market, supermarket... and, and the shopping mall..."
"Missing? Don't worry, Teacher Wen. Take your time and tell me what happened." Out of professionalism, Zhou Han was much calmer than him.
Wen Zichuan explained the specific situation in detail, and Zhou Han asked him to calm down first. In order to prevent it from being a misunderstanding, it would be better to check Cheng Sizhou's social relations first to see if he had gone to his family or friends.
What Zhou Han said made sense, but Wen Zichuan's intuition told him that it was impossible for Cheng Sizhou to stay at someone else's place until dark on his birthday and not come back.
Even if he couldn't come back due to something urgent, it was impossible for him not to call or message me.
Wen Zichuan knew that Zhou Han was under pressure and making preparations to arrest the real murderer. Besides, he was a criminal policeman, and finding someone was not within his job scope.
Fortunately, "Liangchen Meijing" belongs to the same jurisdiction as the former Yangliu'an. He contacted Xu Jiaxuan and asked him to help find Wu Meng to report the case. It would be best if he could check the surveillance footage to find the person as soon as possible.
While waiting, Wen Zichuan called Cheng Xuecheng. Dr. Cheng said that Cheng Sizhou had not been home recently. If there was any news about this boy, please let him and his mother know that he was safe.
If he wasn't at his parents' house, then... Zhou Yitang? No, Officer Zhou didn't know, and Zhou Yitang probably didn't know either.
Wen Zichuan remembered that Zhou Yitang had told him that Cheng Sizhou lived a simple life and had few friends. The number of people he interacted with on a daily basis could be counted on one hand, so he was particularly afraid of loneliness.
Suddenly, as if an idea had struck him, Wen Zichuan called Yu Ming.
"I just called him this afternoon. It was very noisy on his end. He must be buying groceries." Yu Ming was also a little worried.
"Is there a specific time?" Wen Zichuan asked anxiously.
"Two fifteen in the afternoon." Yu Ming said.
At 2:15 in the afternoon, Cheng Sizhou was still buying groceries. Wen Zichuan got home at 3 o'clock and called him, but the call was already blocked.
Where could he go in forty-five minutes? The lights were so bright that even if he took public transportation, forty-five minutes would only be enough to get from the city center to the Third Ring Road.
Wu Meng was not going to check the surveillance footage so quickly, but because Xu Jiaxuan had contacted him, the station had specifically instructed that the matter of Xu's child should be handled specially to prevent Zhao Ya from crying and making a fuss, which would affect the relationship between the police and the public.
Wen Zichuan narrowed the time range, and Wu Meng's search became much easier. Around ten o'clock in the evening, they finally found traces of Cheng Sizhou in the surveillance.
The surveillance showed that Cheng Sizhou went to Caoyan Lane, but Caoyan Lane is an old street and the main section is covered by surveillance. It just so happened that the area west of Linjia Shop was a surveillance blind spot.
"Why would he go to Caoyan Lane?" Wen Zichuan couldn't understand. "To the Lin family shop? But that shop hasn't been renovated yet."
"Even if it's renovated, he doesn't have to go, especially today, such an important day." Xu Jiaxuan has grown a little taller and can no longer sit on the back of the chair and swing his legs.
"You mean, he encountered something more important than celebrating my birthday?"
"Or maybe it's someone more important than celebrating your birthday."
"Why does it sound like a tongue twister?" Wu Meng frowned. "How about this, I'll call a few people and go to Caoyan Lane to check it out. You guys go home and wait for news."
Wen Zichuan shook his head: "No, I want to go find him myself."
Xu Jiaxuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was extremely excited: "Take me, Teacher Wen, with you. I will definitely help you find him!"
Wu Meng couldn't persuade them, but he had heard of their "great achievements" in Longji Mountain. Thinking that the city must be less dangerous than the mountainous area, he called a few colleagues, drove two cars, and set off.
Wen Zichuan was in a state of extreme anxiety throughout the whole process. The police officer in the car said that they rarely received reports of missing adult males. Once it was confirmed, it would most likely involve a major case.
Even if others didn't say it, he knew very well in his heart that the real murderer had been watching them from behind. At this juncture, Xiao Liang could no longer play any role. Only the chain of evidence in Cheng Sizhou's hands could form the most effective accusation against him.
"Hey, Leng Sui."
"It's so late, what can I do for you, Teacher Wen?"
"Please bring a few more people and come to see me in Caoyan Lane. I need your help with something."
Ever since he found out that Wen Zichuan was living with an amateur, Leng Sui had been avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally. Apart from following his normal schedule, he no longer stayed by his side around the clock.
It was not his working hours and he had every reason to refuse, but for some reason, he just couldn't say no.
Teacher Wen’s voice is so nice. The colder it sounds, the softer and more tender it is. Even through the microphone, it makes his heart clench.
"Are ten people enough? If not, I'll think of another way."
"That's enough. I'll wait for you."
The weather at the beginning of spring is particularly unstable. It is warm and comfortable when the sun shines during the day, but at night, dark clouds roll in and it looks like it is about to rain.
When Cheng Sizhou woke up, his head was almost splitting with pain. He didn't know what kind of drug the other party had used, or where they got this controlled drug from.
He shook his head and forced himself to wake up, only to find that his hands and feet were tied and it was pitch black all around him. Only when lightning flashed across the sky, he could see from the fleeting glimmer that there were towering concrete walls all around him.
"Boom--" Another terrifying burst of thunder.
The steady sound of leather shoes padding on the concrete floor approached him along with the thunder.
Cheng Sizhou's hair was suddenly grabbed by a big hand, and he was forced to look up and look at the strange yet familiar face in the darkness.
He had never seen Zhang Hongliang like this before. His face was full of wrinkles and his features were ferocious. Under the flashing lightning, he was more eerie and terrifying than the ghosts in the eighteen levels of hell.
"Why do we have to get to the bottom of this?! Why?!" Zhang Hongliang shook his head and asked hysterically.
"For the innocent people who died, for the cultural relics that have been lost for twenty years, for the witch civilization that was covered up by your blood..." Cheng Sizhou gritted his teeth. Even though it hurt, there was no sign of compromise in his tone.
"What does that have to do with you?!" Zhang Hongliang glared at him, his voice hoarse. "I value you and have trained you. As long as you're willing, I can hand over Dengbo to you... Ask yourself, how have I treated you all these years?! And you want to kill me without even discussing it with me!!"
"From the moment my master fell off the cliff, there was no room for negotiation between us. It was a fight to the death."
"Your master? Ha, you're just like your master, paranoid! Stupid! And ungrateful!"
"Yes, the most foolish thing about my master is that he believed in you and respected you. He truly regarded you as a close friend! But what about you? You wanted to kill him!!"
"Nonsense! I've never taken a life! It was your master who ignored my advice and insisted on going to Dragon Ridge Mountain!"
"How ridiculous! Do you think instigating a crime isn't a crime?! As the director of a museum, you knowingly and willfully stole and sold cultural relics, which is an even greater crime!!"
Hearing him say this, Zhang Hongliang knew that his actions had been exposed.
Fear and anger swirled in his chest, and he felt a tremendous resentment towards the person in front of him who had revealed all his cards.
The building was empty, with nothing to vent on. There was only a palm-sized gray brick lying at the foot of the wall.
He picked it up without thinking, and with a "bang", it hit Cheng Sizhou in the face!
Cheng Sizhou only had time to move away half an inch before the gray brick hit his brow bone. Blood immediately gushed out from the corner of his forehead, and the strong iron smell made it hard to breathe.
"If you kill me, you'll be killing someone... Zhang Hongliang, even if we meet in the afterlife, I still won't... let you go...!"
"I didn't kill anyone! I didn't kill anyone! I didn't kill anyone!!" Zhang Hongliang acted like a madman, slamming his head against the ground. "I didn't kill any of them! None of them!!"
Cheng Sizhou was in great pain, but the great pain also inspired all his courage.
He dodged the collision, leaned back, and using his height advantage, he put his legs together and kicked towards Zhang Hongliang's stomach. Zhang Hongliang was far smaller than him, and was instantly pushed several meters away!
He couldn't get up and walk, so he could only roll. He rolled in the direction Zhang Hongliang came in, fell from the edge of the building, and landed on the muddy ground caused by rain and mud.
He bet right. This was the first floor, and there was a platform around the building, only about half a person's height.
But his behavior attracted the attention of others. There were rustling footsteps around him, and countless dark shadows approached and surrounded him.
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