In early March, on a train bound for City S, a man wearing a slightly worn down jacket on his upper body and a pair of blue jeans on his lower body was sitting in a hard-seat carriage with many passengers.
The man is about forty years old, with a regular short haircut, bronze skin, and a wisp of beard on his chin. Unlike other men who deliberately grow a beard, the beard on his chin is a bit messy. It is obviously not intentional for the purpose of growing a beard.
In this case, it is caused by not caring about it for a long time.
The man was sitting by the window, with his hands in the sleeves of his clothes, his body curled up slightly, and he was leaning against the cool window. There were noisy sounds in the carriage in his ears, but he kept looking out the window, his eyes blurred.
, there is no focus, and the whole person looks very confused. Compared with other people in the carriage, he seems a little out of place. Of course, no one will pay attention to his existence.
When the train arrived at the S city train station, the man walked out of the train station carrying an extremely simple, even shabby luggage bag.
After walking out of the train station, no one picked him up, and there were no friends following him. He just walked silently on the street alone. He was not a strong body, but he seemed so ordinary among the crowd.
Maybe there are a lot of people leaving the station, maybe everyone is very busy, but the man's body is always bumped into by people in a hurry. The man is not angry, nor does he argue with the person who bumps into him. He just tightens his grip.
It was just a luggage bag in his hand. After walking out of the train station, the man turned his head and looked at the words "S city train station". The man was stunned and silent for a long time. Finally, he raised his head and looked up at the sky, looking at the words hanging in the sky.
The man squinted his eyes slightly under the dazzling sun, and then exhaled a long breath, as if he was going home.
After the man walked out of the train station, he reached out and groped in his pocket, looking for a cigarette to take a sip. However, after groping for a while, he could not find the cigarette case, so the man had to go to a nearby small store and buy a pack of cigarettes.
After walking out of the small shop, the man skillfully unwrapped the cigarette, opened the cigarette box, and took out a cigarette. He did not hold it in his mouth immediately, but put it under his nose and smelled it. He closed his eyes.
Showing an intoxicated look, many people passing by the man looked sideways when they saw this strange action, thinking that the man was smoking expensive cigarettes. However, when they saw the yellow cigarette case in the man's hand, the cigarette
When the words "red gold dragon" were printed on the box, I couldn't help showing a look of disdain, cursed a poor man in my heart, and left in a hurry.
After the man opened his eyes, he turned a blind eye to the surrounding pedestrians who looked at him with disdain. He carefully held the cigarette in his mouth, walked to the side of the road and squatted down, with his back to the wind, and took out a dollar each with congratulations printed on it.
A cheap lighter with the four characters "prosperity" in Chinese characters lit up the cigarette.
As the blue flames lit the cigarette, the man took a greedy sip, slowly blew out a smoke ring, and closed his eyes again. At this moment, he was enjoying it so much. It seemed that what he smoked was not six yuan.
The red gold dragon is like a sixty-yuan cigarette.
The man smoked a cigarette for five minutes, until the last trace of the cigarette was burned out and the weak fire was completely extinguished. The man then put down the chewed and deformed cigarette holder. He did not throw the cigarette butt casually on the road.
Instead, he carefully put it into his pocket.
After doing all this, the man stood up slowly, carried his luggage bag, and left slowly along the street. In a place where many people come and go, such a poor person left,
Didn't attract anyone's attention.
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"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."
In the basement of a remote residential building in Chengbei District, there was a sound of slight footsteps.
This is a basement of only a dozen square meters. Because it is underground, even during the day, it is very dark inside. Here, you have no idea whether it is day or night outside. There is only a weak light in the dark room.
The light, a dusty glass bulb, emitted orange light, slightly illuminating the room.
The furnishings in the basement are very simple. I don't know if it was originally a black floor or it was turned black due to lighting problems. There is a dirty-looking and somewhat greasy mattress. There is an old mattress on the mattress.
I can't tell the original color of the bed sheets, there is a thin quilt, and the color of the cup is the same as the bed sheets, so I can't tell the original color clearly.
Next to the mattress, there is a simple luggage bag. Next to the luggage bag, there is a desk. It is more appropriate to say it is a desk than a desk. It is a single desk.
, one leg of the desk has been broken, and the broken table leg is tied with a wooden stick and covered with tape, and there is a stack of documents scattered on the desk.
The roof of the basement is very short, and the space is not large. In this small space, there are many strings held vertically and horizontally. The tops of these strings are nailed to various places on the wall, and there is not much between them.
communication, and only in the middle of the room did these strings come together, looking like a spider web.
There are no clothes or other sundries hanging on these straight ropes, but there are many clips. Under each clip, there is a photo or a newspaper, or something from a magazine.
The pages cut out from the book look a little eye-catching and have an unusual meaning.
On one wall, there is a map hanging. This is not a world map, nor a map of China, but a map of S City.
At this moment, a man is standing in front of the map, holding a pen in one hand and
His hand was gesturing on the map. The man had made several marks on the map with a red marker. One of the most eye-catching marks was the newly established CSY office building.
"Jingle Bell......"
Suddenly, there was a harsh ringtone in the room. The man who was working in front of the map suddenly turned his head, revealing his dazzling eyes. He looked at the place where the sound came from. It was a very kawaii alarm clock. If
It's not that the alarm clock is missing a part, it's really cute.
The man put down the pen in his hand, walked quickly to the alarm clock, and pressed the alarm clock to stop it from ringing.
Next to the alarm clock is a mobile phone for the elderly. The so-called mobile phone for the elderly is a push-button mobile phone that has long since been eliminated. It can only answer and make calls.
After turning off the alarm clock, the man picked up his phone, turned on the screen, found a number, and dialed it.
"Hey, are you the CSY criminal investigation team?" The man's lips moved slightly, but he didn't make too much sound. At this time, a metal piece on his neck slowly moved along with the man's Adam's apple.
"Hello, this is the CSY criminal investigation team. How can I help you?" Ding Haoqiong's voice rang on the other end of the phone.
"Is Xu Lang your team leader?" the man asked again.
"Yes, who are you?"
The man did not answer Ding Haoqiong's question, but asked: "Is Xu Lang in CSY?"
"Do you have anything to do with our team leader Xu?" Ding Haoqiong asked on the other end of the phone.
"I want to talk to him on the phone."
"this......"
Ding Haoqiong was obviously hesitant on the other end of the phone because he didn't know who the person who called CSY to find Xu Lang was and what he wanted to do.
"I sent the stuff, and I want to have a phone call with him."
"Did you send that hand?" Ding Haoqiong exclaimed on the other end of the phone.
"I'm on the phone with Xu Lang." The man repeated again.
Just after Xu Lang left CSY with Lai Pi, Ding Haoqiong received this inexplicable phone call to CSY. After hearing this uncomfortable mechanical sound, he was confused, especially when he heard
When someone called and admitted that the courier sent to Xu Lang was from the other party and wanted to talk to Xu Lang, Ding Haoqiong hesitated and immediately said: "Wait a moment, I'll call him
.”
"..."
There was no sound on the other end of the phone. Ding Haoqiong glanced at the phone and found that the other party had not hung up. He immediately grabbed the phone, took out his mobile phone with his other hand, dialed Xu Lang's number, and told Xu Lang to let him
return.
When Xu Lang returned to CSY again, he picked up the microphone and said: "Hello."
"Have you received the stuff?"
The man took the phone and walked to the map again. He looked at the CSY office building circled with a red marker on the map and asked.
"Who are you?"
The man stretched out a hand, rubbed it gently on the map, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is, have you received the things?"
"Did you send that thing?" Xu Lang's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.
"Yes, isn't it a surprise? Ah? Haha..."
The man retracted his hand, raised his head, and looked at a photo in front of him. The photo was of Xu Lang himself. Looking at Xu Lang's photo, the muscles in the man's cheeks twitched slightly, the corners of his eyes twitched, and a weird chuckle came from his throat.
In this small and dark basement, it seemed particularly permeable.
"what you up to?"
After the man's laughter stopped, Xu Lang's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What do I want to do? What do I want to do? What do I want to do?"
The man stretched out his hand, holding Xu Lang's photo, and looked at it carefully in the dim light, muttering to himself, his eyes a little confused. After a long time, the man suddenly thought of a good idea, and he said slowly
: "I want to play a game with you."
"Play a game, what game?"
The man held the phone and walked slowly in the room. As he walked, he said: "It's a very fun and exciting game. Do you dare to play it?"
As the man moved, his body not only hit the photos, newspapers, and magazines hanging in the air, making slight noises, but the man's originally sickly face turned red at this moment. Obviously, the man
Entering a state of excitement, he was very satisfied with his proposal.
"Tell me, what kind of game is it?"
Hearing Xu Lang's question on the phone, the man stopped pacing, frowned, and thought about it carefully, with a confused expression on his face. After a while, he said: "Well,
I haven't thought about it yet. I'll contact you when I think about it."
After saying this, the man hung up the phone. He held the phone in one hand, raised his head, and looked at the news report in front of him about Xu Lang's CSY solving the 3.20 major case in just eight days.
Looking at the eye-catching title and dazzling text, the man's face gradually became distorted and ferocious, and his breathing gradually became rapid.
"Wow."
The man suddenly ripped the newspaper in front of him from the rope.
newspaper
Then it fell, spun around in the air a few times, and finally fell to the black ground, landing at the man's feet. The man did not read the newspaper anymore, but raised his feet, stepped on the newspaper and walked towards the desk.
Put down the phone, then walked to the mattress whose original appearance could not be seen clearly and sat down on it.
After the man sat down, he put his hands on his knees, covered his head, and said over and over again: "What interesting game should I play? What interesting game should I play..."
The man repeated this sentence over and over again, and the expression on his face became increasingly distorted and ferocious. A lot of sweat oozed from his forehead. His eyes were clear and confused for a while, giving people a feeling of mental abnormality.
After the man said it over and over again several times, his eyes turned to a picture, and a smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, because he thought of an excellent and fun game.
After thinking about this game, the man's body trembled involuntarily. He admired himself a little and felt that he was a genius.
After being excited, he stood up, walked to his desk, picked up his cell phone again, and dialed the number of the CSY office building.
The phone rang once and was connected.
"Hello." Xu Lang's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I thought of a really fun game."
"what game?"
"Didn't you solve the major case of March 20 in eight days? Then I will give you four days..."
The man paused and said, "Oh, no, I'll give you two days to find the owner of the gift I prepared for you. If you haven't found him in two days, then he will die."
"That's all?" Xu Lang asked on the other end of the phone.
The man thought for a while and said, "Yes, that's all. I wish you good luck."
After saying this, the man hung up the phone, then turned the phone over, opened the back cover of the phone, took off the battery, and took out the mobile phone card from inside. The man opened the luggage bag again and took out a box from the luggage bag.
, opened the box, and there were a lot of mobile phone cards inside. The man picked one at random, installed it in the phone, reinstalled the battery, installed the back cover, took the one in his hand out of the phone, and threw the phone card into the trash.
bucket and put the box back into the luggage bag.
After doing all this, the man put his cell phone on the bed. He raised his head and looked at the light bulb in the middle of the room. He narrowed his eyes slightly, showed a cheerful smile, and let out a harsh and penetrating laugh, which gave people a very scary feeling.
A very scary feeling.
"Xu Lang, Xu Lang, don't let me down. If you lose this game from the beginning, it will be meaningless. I hope you can find him soon, otherwise, he will really die.
Yes, huh? Haha..."
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In the CSY office area, after Xu Lang put down the phone, his face looked very ugly.
Everyone present could clearly hear the exchange between Xu Lang and the other party just now. It was clear that this was a provocation, a naked provocation. On the surface, it was a personal provocation to Xu Lang, but the other party
But he called CSY. Obviously, this call was not just for Xu Lang, but also for CSY.
"Lu Xing, have you traced the phone number?" After Xu Lang was silent for a while, he raised his head and asked Lu Xing, who was typing on the keyboard quickly.
Lu Xing did not answer Xu Lang's question immediately. Instead, he was silent for a while and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, Brother Lang, I didn't find it."
"Not found? What's going on? We've been on the phone for so long, but you haven't found the coordinates yet?" Xu Lang frowned and looked at Lu Xing with an unhappy expression.
"The other party used an overseas phone card, and it will take time to trace it," Lu Xing explained.
"An overseas phone card?"
Xu Lang squinted his eyes and asked, "What did you find?"
"I did some research, and although I didn't determine the specific location of the other party, I can confirm that the other party is in City S."
"In City S? Where in City S?" Xu Lang asked.
Lu Xing shook his head, obviously, he had not traced it.
"Brother Lang, what does the other party mean? He mentioned the 3.20 case. Is there any connection between him and the 3.20 case? Or is there any omission when we were investigating the 3.20 case?" Ding Haoqiong said.
asked aside.
Hearing Ding Haoqiong ask this, Xu Lang also had this idea. However, after he carefully recalled the details of all the cases on 3.20, except for Deng Feizhang, who had never seen the dragon, all the other people involved in the case were arrested.
The arrest was made. According to the police investigation and the confessions of several prisoners, the crime facts, the crime process, and the crime process were all completely consistent. There were no problems or omissions.
So, Xu Lang shook his head and said: "This person should have nothing to do with the 3.20 case."
"Then why did the other party mention the 3.20 case and play such a game with us? Could it be that he is from 'Master Chang'?" Ding Haoqiong also frowned and asked.
Xu Lang thought for a while, shook his head, and said that he was also confused now, and he didn't know what the other party wanted to do.
After another moment of silence, Xu Lang asked, "Has the sound map been produced?"