He said nonchalantly: "What I committed was murder. Even if my uncle is not dead, it is still attempted murder. Isn't attempted murder the same as murder?"
Cheng Yu glanced at him and said somewhat speechlessly: "If you had read a few books during your four years in college, you would have known that even if you are convicted of murder, you will not always be sentenced to death. In fact, in these years,
The death penalty has become less and less common, and unless the circumstances are particularly egregious, the death penalty is rarely imposed."
"Then am I considered particularly bad or not?"
"It doesn't count."
"Then Master Cheng will not be sentenced to death?"
Cheng Yu shook his head and said: "Fu Cheng will definitely not survive. He will not only be charged with intentional homicide, but also with abetting homicide, etc. As long as the sentence is fair, he will definitely be found to have particularly bad circumstances.
Okay, these are not what we should discuss now.
You first solve the problem of the dark web, and then return to China with me and cooperate with the police to explain your problem.
I will say hello to you, which means you are surrendering.
The Procuratorate of the Court will also consider your behavior in identifying Mr. Cheng’s crime, and the sentencing will be much lighter.”
Lao Dapeng nodded in understanding, but Cheng Yu said that he did not have to die, and that following Cheng Yu back to China would be considered surrender. He still understood this, and he felt a little more relaxed.
"The darknet gave me an account and asked me to deposit six million dollars into this account." Lao Dapeng handed the phone to Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu waved his hand and said, "Just copy the account number and give it to me. I'm not a member of the dark web, so it's not convenient for me to read the dark web content on your phone."
Lao Dapeng was stunned and said in surprise: "You are not a member of the dark web? Then how do you know so many things? You know all about my operations on the dark web..."
Cheng Yu said: "I asked a friend to check it for me. Okay, stop asking so many questions, quickly copy down the account number and turn off the phone."
Lao Dapeng quickly found a pen and paper, copied down the account number, and handed it into Cheng Yu's hands.
Cheng Yu turned on his mobile phone, entered the bank page of the two offshore accounts, and then transferred all the US$6 million in one of the offshore accounts to the account designated on the dark web.
After all operations were completed, a reply was received on the bank page that the money had been received in the other party's account. Cheng Yu stretched out his hand and said to Lao Dapeng: "Where is your mobile phone?"
Lao Dapeng handed the phone to Cheng Yu honestly and said, "Didn't you say it was inconvenient for you to look at it?"
Cheng Yu ignored him, but walked out of the house with his cell phone.
He wasn't sure how many killers Cheng Fu or Sergey, who didn't tell the truth completely, had arranged. If there were only four, then everything would be over for now.
But if there are more than four, then Lao Dapeng may have been targeted again after he turned on his phone for a short period of time.
However, there are usually some errors in the GPS positioning of mobile phones. After all, it is a civilian product and cannot be so accurate. Generally speaking, an error of twenty to thirty meters is considered normal. Especially this is related to the surrounding telecommunications
Signal related to corporate signal towers.
Walking to the garage, Cheng Yu formatted the phone and put it in the car.
Then he drove the car out, drove to the intersection of this small road, turned left, and found a place to stop.
This intersection is about two to three hundred meters away from Sergey's house. Although the positioning error appears to be slightly larger, it still makes sense since the vehicle itself is a mobile tool.
And after all, the other party is just a killer, not an engineer with a deep understanding of technological products. It is difficult for them to even detect a displacement of two to three hundred meters. After all, the navigation and maps on mobile phones have limited accuracy.
This can make Cheng Yu and Lao Dapeng safer.
At least, a distance of two to three hundred meters would give Cheng Yu enough time to prepare.
Back in the house, Lao Dapeng sat on the sofa obediently, as if he had never moved.
"Mr. Cheng, can I eat now? I'm so hungry."
Cheng Yu shook his head helplessly and said, "Go and look for it in the refrigerator yourself. Don't eat too much, eat less, and wait until it's digested before eating."
Lao Dapeng nodded, walked to the kitchen, and searched in the refrigerator for a long time. The key was that he couldn't do anything. In the end, he only found milk and cereal, boiled them, mixed them together, and ate half full.
As evening approached, Cheng Yu had relaxed a lot.
In the past few hours, Cheng Yu had actually been observing the distance from the outside of the house to the Audi parked at the intersection. No suspicious people appeared, except for local residents and some people who were obviously tourists.
After such a long time, it seemed that the short period of time when the phone was turned on did not cause any trouble to Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu naturally felt that his whole person was relaxed a lot.
It looked like he was just sitting on the sofa before, but in fact he was always mentally tense. This kind of tension made people feel more fatigued even than many light physical labors.
When dinner time came, Cheng Yu went to the refrigerator and took a look, but found that there was nothing good to say. So he said to Lao Dapeng, who had taken an afternoon nap on the sofa, "Let's go out and have a full meal."
Lao Dapeng jumped up from the sofa without saying anything. He ate two meals of milk-soaked cereal throughout the afternoon. Whether it was his stomach or his mouth, he actually had a lot of opinions. He just didn't dare to say it.
Before going out, Cheng Yu hesitated for a moment, then turned back and took the black handbag he found in the Volgari. There were also a few tranquilizers in there. Just in case Lao Dapeng played any tricks, there were tranquilizers.
It's much simpler when you have it in hand.
After the two of them went out, Cheng Yu deliberately led Lao Dapeng to the intersection where the Audi car was parked. After observing it for a while, he didn't see anything wrong, so the two of them walked towards the place where tourists gathered in the town.
Surprisingly, there was actually a Chinese restaurant in the town. Cheng Yu asked Lao Dapeng's opinion, and the two of them walked into the Chinese restaurant.
It is said to be a Chinese restaurant, but in fact it is improved Chinese food. From the owner to the waiters, all of this restaurant are locals.
You can't see the kitchen, but you can infer from the dishes served that even the cooks are locals.
Because the waiter's English in the store is not very good, he can handle ordering and paying, but not enough to understand the situation, so Cheng Yu can't know exactly why the local boss Mao is here.
Open a Chinese restaurant. After all, even though there are many Chinese tourists here, tourists who usually only come for a few days rarely choose to eat in an unknown Chinese restaurant.
It can also be seen from other customers in the store that they are basically white people eating here.
But just thinking about it, Cheng Yu is not gossipy enough to find out why others want to open a Chinese restaurant.
No matter what, it is at least fifty-six points similar to Chinese food, and is better suited to both people's tastes than the local food.
Especially Lao Dapeng, who has been hungry for two days, and today he just drank some milk and ate some cereal, and he is already very hungry. Not to mention there are half-to-six similar Chinese dishes, even if he makes two
A bowl of clear water noodles, he would probably enjoy it too.
After eating, the two of them returned along the original road.
But after walking through the intersection, Cheng Yu saw a police car parked near Sergei's house from a distance.
Cheng Yu frowned slightly and whispered to Lao Dapeng: "Walk slower and pretend like you are a tourist. After dinner, let's go out for a walk. Don't go towards that house."
Lao Dapeng finally noticed the police car. He said fearfully: "What's the situation? Why are there police?"
Cheng Yu shook his head and said that he didn't know either, but he soon figured it out. He was afraid that the Volga he left on the roadside attracted the attention of the police.
I just don’t know if they found four more bodies in the birch forest not far from the Volga.
Getting closer, Cheng Yu and Lao Dapeng walked slowly along the opposite side of the road. Cheng Yu saw two policemen coming out of two different houses, and then they met in front of Sergei's house.
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The two of them were chattering. Since they didn't understand Russian at all, Cheng Yu didn't know what the two policemen meant.
But judging from the fact that the door of Sergey's house was still intact and the two policemen seemed to be the only ones at the scene, they probably only discovered the car and not the body in the birch forest.
Generally speaking, if someone dies in a place that can be considered a wilderness, unless someone discovers it accidentally, no one would go out of their way to find a few corpses.
The body will definitely be discovered sooner or later, but when it will be discovered is purely a matter of probability. It is possible that it will be discovered after three or two years. It is not strange for someone to call the police after Cheng Yu left his front foot.
But obviously, if the police had really discovered the four bodies and found clues based on the Volga, there shouldn't be just two policemen and a police car staying here now, and they wouldn't be so polite.
Instead of asking the neighbors, he should just break in and check up on Sergey.
It was almost certain that the body had not been found yet, and Cheng Yu felt a little relieved.
There were no probes within at least a few kilometers near the birch forest. Cheng Yu was not afraid that the Russian police would find him so quickly. Even the murder scene should most likely become an unsolved case.
But seeing the police actually coming to his door, Cheng Yu finally broke into a cold sweat.
The radio in the police car rang. One of the policemen returned to the car, picked up the radio and exchanged a few words with the main station. Then he waved to the policeman who was still standing in front of Sergey's room and shouted.
After a few words, the two got into the car together and drove away.
The language barrier is really a headache, but no matter what, it's always good news that the police have left.
"The police have left, should we go back to that house?" Lao Dapeng stopped and asked Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu shook his head and said, "Don't stop, keep walking. We'll leave here soon. We can't go back to this house."
Lao Dapeng didn't dare to ask why. In fact, if Cheng Yu hadn't wanted to find an opportunity to enter that house again and process any fingerprints that might be left behind, he would have found a car right now and taken him with him.
Lao Dapeng returned to the city.
It was Cheng Yu's intention of trying to enter the house that led them to see three figures walking towards Sergei's house in the dark night under the dim street lights not long after they walked forward.
"Hey, someone went to that house again..." Lao Dapeng also noticed it and whispered.
Cheng Yu's heart tightened, he almost knew who those three people would be.
But why did these three guys show up here so late? Were they not attracted by Lao Dapeng's cell phone?
