Chapter 83: Macbeth (twenty-four)

Yang Bo, with an average education level and inadequate qualifications, is of ordinary origin. Except for being a little smart and looking like a dog, there is nothing special about him. Why can he climb to Zhou's age at a young age? position?
In general, there are only two answers to this kind of question-this person is either the "prince" or the "self-imposed".
But Yang Bo is obviously not the general situation.
Luo Wenzhou immediately asked: "Who was the deceased at that time? What has to do with Zhou?"
"This is exactly the most puzzling," Fei Du said. "At the time, it was a seven-seater commercial vehicle with five drivers and four dead and one injured. The location was in t province. In a prefecture-level city, several people were white-collar workers from a local real estate investment company. On the day of the car accident, they went to the district government to submit a topic selection plan for a project in which the company participated in the bidding. Zhou did not participate in that bidding. Yu is public and private, and neither has anything to do with Zhou. "
No personal complaint was found, so he had to consider the vested interests, so Luo Wenzhou groaned for a moment and asked, "Who was the last person to take this project they bid for?"
"Due to the entire team's accident, the local company abandoned the opportunity at the time, and the project was finally taken away by a little-known company, and you didn't know it," Fei Duten paused, "but I can do it for you Provide another useful piece of information. "
Luo Wenzhou listened to the words, and he felt from the line that the moth who had been so honest for a while was about to flap his wings, so he stretched his hands and tightened his belt, cleared his throat, and pretended to say: " Although it may be a little behind, but you can find it, I can certainly find it-but I decided to listen to your improper request first, let's talk. "
"You need to answer me a question," Fei Du said, adding, "Of course it's a personal question."
Luo Wenzhou raised his eyebrows high and said, "Am I the kind of person who betrays individuals for work?"
This question is so rewarding. Luo Wenzhou came up with the answer in only three seconds. He said decisively, "The deal."
"If you check the accounts of this small company, you will find that he has a large amount of debt, and if the maturity is not yet reached, the company equity used for mortgage will be repaid to the creditor-in simple terms, it is equivalent to having a An invisible shareholder, and this shareholder happens to be called 'Guangyao Fund'. "Fei Du turned into the auxiliary road, and the hotel building where Yang Bo settled was near." Do you still have an impression of this name? "
Luo Wenzhou frowned tightly. He felt that he should have heard the name, but the information in daily life was too complicated to understand.
Fedu Da La La drove into the hotel area because his car was too eye-catching, and everyone who saw the car's attention was on the car's logo, instead it was otherwise unobtrusive.
Luo Wenzhou looked down and checked the "Guangyao Fund" with his mobile phone. There was not much information. The company probably didn't like publicity everywhere. There was only one company website link. The website was designed very well. Luo Wenzhou hurriedly turned over the long corporate culture introduction. Suddenly, he saw Trademark of Guangyao Fund.
Luo Wenzhou raised his head
Fei Du slowed down and added without hesitation: "Remember, the place where Xu Wenchao threw the corpse-the coastal area that has never been developed is theirs, isn't it a coincidence?"
"Baby," Luo Wenzhou whispered, "It's a bit scary for you to say that."
Shopping malls are like battlefields. If the situation changes, if there is any change, the suspicion between partners who are so good that they can wear a pair of pants is gradually growing, or they ca n’t share the same sorrows, or they ca n’t share the same pleasure. Zhou Junmao and Zheng Kaifeng are simply exemplary partners. The two are in a foreign country and support each other. One has the grace of knowing the other, and the other is reciprocating. With this brief introduction, he can make a legendary movie.
But now it seems that behind this "legend" is obviously not "joining the same boat" or "common-minded."
It is "same flow and contamination."
Thirty-eight years ago, Zhou Junmao seduced his elder brother's wife. His elder brother Zhou Yahou died of a heart attack and gave up his family and career. The cause of death is still a mystery.
Coincidentally, 21 years ago, Zhou entered the mainland of China, the process was extremely smooth, without a little bit of adversity-the stumbling blocks that prevented them from buying the national brand have been knocked out of a car, the huge market is waiting for the unprecedented development and conquest By comparison, what are the Dong Gan couples who are unfortunately involved?
How many cases will there be? How many human rights lawsuits did the famous returning overseas Chinese who were enthusiastic about the public benefit?
Until now nobody knows.
Zhou Junmao and Zheng Kaifeng are a pair of golden partners that "lift the chessboard" and "open the plug-in." When they trampled on the laws and rules again and again, they got what they wanted, and tried and tested. This kind of battle was invincible. It definitely feels addictive.
Finally, perhaps the time is ripe, or it may be forced by a certain situation. This indestructible alliance has collapsed from the inside and has officially entered the era of "communicating with one another".
So ... what kind of role does Yang Bo's suspicious life play?
"I now want you to fulfill your obligations and answer my questions," Fei Du said suddenly, "but ... I don't think the car in front seems to be very right."
Luo Wenzhou followed his gaze, and saw that they had a delivery truck with a huge fresh sign at three o'clock, quietly made a few rounds around the hotel, and finally headed for the hotel's underground parking lot.
"Delivery at this time, the management should be off work, who will pick up the delivery? A lot of things overnight, if not handled properly, it will not be fresh tomorrow." Fei Du whispered, "And if I did not I'm mistaken, this high-end transportation cold chain should be under Zhou's. "
Luo Wenzhou's original thought was that Zheng Kaifeng liked Yang Bo's hairless boy. There must be some connection between the two of them. You can touch the melon through Yang Bo's vine, but there was no unexpected harvest!
Luo Wenzhou: "Wait, is it possible that Zheng Kaifeng himself is in that car?"
Fei Du shrugged lightly.
Luo Wenzhou: "Follow."
Fei Du kept a certain distance, turned very cautiously and walked the other side of the underground parking lot. The security guard on duty came out and stopped: "Sorry, here is the garage exit, you need ..."
The window slowly rolled down, and a police work permit showed up.
The watchman froze, and saw the long-haired man in the driver's seat turned to his side, and smiled at him with a curved corner, with his index finger erected: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhheyeahey have come to me),
Unlike Zheng Kaifeng, in the investigation of Zhou Huaijin's abduction case, Yang Bo was obviously given special attention. He stayed in the hotel downstairs, around, and even in the hotel, mixed with people who looked at him squatting, so that people in the bureau can find him anytime.
For the past few days, Yang Bo has been tossed by police, by the media, and by himself. He can't eat and can't sleep. When he closed his eyes, he thought of the paternity test that once made him mixed, but now he can't wait for it to never exist. report.
When he got the report, he was incredible at first-it was incredible that his mother did betray his family, and then he was shocked by the irresistible ecstasy. He felt that he had become the prince in the story in an instant. Made of different materials, walking for a few days.
He Yang Bo, an ordinary man who grew up in the city, is Zhou Junmao's son and Zheng Kaifeng's apprentice. The two families of the Zhou family have taken care of him. Isn't it just a step away from stepping up to the sky?
However, world events are unpredictable, and Yang Bo has so far failed to figure out how things have come to this stage.
And now, before he recovered from a series of blows, the crazy dog ​​Zhou Huaixin who screamed at him every day also died.
Yang Bo lay heavily on the hotel's big bed, covered his face with both hands, and felt the stubble too late to clean up. He opened the mobile phone's push message and saw blood on the screen at a glance. The picture of Zhou Huaixin's assassination scene on the Internet did not even show a mosaic.
Yang Bo felt that he should be happy, but at this time he was inexplicably a little panic and nauseated.
At this point, his cell phone vibrated, a number from an unknown source, and he stunned: "Hey ..."
"It's me," Zheng Kaifeng's familiar voice came over the phone. "Are you still in the 'Shang Palace' hotel?"
Yang Bo heard the tense emotion from his voice for no reason, and sat up wryly: "... I'm here, Mr. Zheng, you have ..."
Zheng Kai interrupted him in a hurry: "Come down, pay attention to avoid the police who follow you, come to the underground parking lot to meet me, I will issue you the license plate number."
"Zheng ..."
Before the inexplicable Yang Bo had time to say a word, he hung up there.
He paused for a while, not knowing what was happening at the moment. He was at a loss, and then received a few messages on the phone. The first was the license plate number, followed by a few photos. The following notes followed: "These It's the police following you, watch out! "
Yang Bo burst into cold sweat for a moment, and his hands were a little shaky. He reluctantly calmed down, took a deep breath, changed his sportswear, picked up his mobile phone and wallet and went out, pretending to run to the hotel gym at night.
As soon as the door was opened, a barman pushing the trolley raised his hand and was ready to knock on his door, and met Yang Bo face to face.
The waiter was not embarrassed, and greeted him with a smile: "Sir, go to exercise? Does the hotel need room service?"
Yang Bo Dingyi swept around the comer's face. At that time, he felt a coolness crawling along the tailbone to the back of the neck. This man was one of the policemen in the picture!
He was pale and shook his head stiffly: "No, thank you."
This sentence almost exhausted all his strength, Yang Bo finished, and bowed his head subconsciously, and immediately locked the door and walked away.
The "waiter" said again: "Wait, sir."
Yang Bo's spine was suddenly stiff, and his breathing stopped.
The note, disguised as a waiter, whispered, "Don't forget to take your card with you."
Yang Bo's heartbeat was about to come out. He pulled out / out the card and walked away without looking back.
The back was wet with cold sweat.
The "waiter" watched his back, squinted his eyes, and said softly, "The monkey is in a wrong state. I suspect he may be running. Pay attention."
As soon as his voice fell, a familiar male voice came from the headset: "Okay, someone in the underground garage asked him to meet you. You brought me the real-time monitoring of the underground garage outside the Shang Palace Hotel, and the brothers outside sealed it for me. I'm blocking several entrances and exits in the garage, and I'm going to catch them. "
"Waitress" reacted immediately after a moment's sigh: "Yes, boss."
Fei Du came in retrograde from the exit of the underground garage and silently blocked the car on the of the exit. The real-time video of the monitoring was quickly transmitted to Luo Wenzhou's mobile phone, and the two men got off in the freight car that had just entered. Although they were all wearing deliveryman's overalls, their acting skills were basically absent-the two men were both tall and strong, they acted extremely fast, and their eyes were alert. After getting out of the car, they started to check whether there were anyone in the few sparse cars parked around.
"Squad Luo," another criminal police voice overseeing Yang Bo came from the headset. "Yang Bo just went into the gym and turned around twice to the bathroom inside. I waited outside for five minutes, pretending to clean the door. In, people have run away from the bathroom window ... Team Luo, as soon as Yang Bo saw me, he looked away. I suspect he knew me. "
Luo Wenzhou was not surprised: "Received."
Immediately, he cut off the contact with his colleagues and turned to Fei Du and said, "Yang Bo has come down. I have often called him into the city bureau for questioning. My people have been with him for a week. This fool has been a week. I did n’t even realize it. I suddenly had IQ today. I suspect that someone just leaked the list of tracking tasks-if Zheng Kaifeng was in that car, why would he take the risk and come to Yang Bo? Zhou Huaijin said Yang Bo was in private Find someone to testify his relationship with Zhou Junmao, indicating that the kid may not know anything. Does Zheng Kaifeng treat him so much? "
Luo Wenzhou's voice faded, and the flash of people in the surveillance video was Yang Bo wearing sportswear. Yang Bo stood there, looking in horror at the two men dressed as delivery men, and couldn't stop making sweating movements. At this time, the cargo box of the cold chain transport car was opened, and the cargo box could not be photographed on the monitor. Something, but Yang Bo's body language changed suddenly, respectfully, and said something to the container.
Fei Du: "Zheng Kaifeng is inside."
I do n’t know what the people in the container said. Yang Bo's face changed. Like a schoolboy who forgot to bring a schoolbag in the morning, he looked around, and then he was seen by the two big men wearing delivery workers' clothes. Putting it on the left and right, and stuffing him in the box--
Luo Wenzhou decisively ordered the criminal police who had held several entrances and exits in the garage: "Catch people, act!"
As his voice fell, the siren sounding like a tide rolled over the entire underground parking lot. The people in the cold chain truck caught off guard and suddenly panicked. The fake deliveryman hurriedly threw Yang Bo into the box and jumped. When I got on the truck, the door was stepped on without hitting the throttle, and the vehicle parked next to it encountered a horrible accident, swept across by the truck, and bumped into a ball.
Later, the truck quickly identified the direction of the siren sound, stepped on the accelerator with one foot, and was about to take off to the only exit that was not moving.
Luo Wenzhou leaned forward suddenly, dragged the seat belt that Feidu released when he parked, and buckled: "Stop the car!"
For the first time, Fei Du was a field worker for them, and his performance was very good. He said, "Good sir."
The truck did not expect that there was a car going backwards at the exit, and it did not give way to the oncoming car. It slammed into it. The driver yelled, hit the steering wheel subconsciously, and avoided the front of the car. Before hearing a sigh of relief, I heard a loud noise around me. The big suv increased to a very high speed in a very short period of time. The car skills were superbly flowing, and the truck was squeezed into the garage. On one side of the wall.
The windows of the minivan suddenly shattered, the doors were severely deformed, and the wheels on one side were raised high—
The container opened with a bang, and Yang Bo, holding his head, scooped out several men who looked like thugs.
Fei Du was sitting in the reinforced car. Although he was not injured, he was still strangled by the seat belt, and he coughed: "Brother, I don't care about the hands ..."
"I wouldn't dare to work for you." Luo Wenzhou pushed the door of the car, meanwhile, several police cars chased behind him, hurled the miserable wagon around, and blocked the beaters. Go back.
Luo Wenzhou found a pair of handcuffs, his eyes crossed Yang Bo holding his head in panic, and landed in the cold chain cargo compartment-the cargo compartment was very comfortable, covered with thick blankets, and several leather seats were installed. Zheng Kaifeng sat in the middle of his face with an expression on his face, looking like a Shar Pei who came to the world.
Luo Wenzhou knocked on the door with stainless steel handcuffs: "General Zheng, move."
Fei Dufang was a little bit hardened by the seat belt, got out of the car with a clump, and stumbled over something.
"Barbaric." Fei Lin watched the criminal police pack their thugs, shook their heads, supported the car with one hand, and coughed against the chest with one hand.
At this moment, he saw that there was something shining under the truck compartment, very weak. Only when hitting Luo Wenzhou's light-colored trousers, a thin layer appeared, flashing faster, almost as police cars. The lights are connected ...
Fei Du first froze, and then his pupils shrank. He slammed forward, hugged Luo Wenzhou and hugged back.
Luo Wenzhou was originally injured on the back, but he didn't stand by the flutter. He didn't wait for his outstretched hand to grab something at random, and a sudden loud noise in his ear--