C21 (2/2)

The problem is that there is no evidence.

Xu Haoqing told me to go back and pat my head to show that I was too busy with the things in the department. If my superior were to find out, my position as Captain Xu would probably be given to someone else.

I didn't see Zhou Yuankun until I left the police station. Maybe Xu Haoqing intentionally used a relaxed method to investigate Zhou Yuankun. If I were to directly call him to confront him, then firstly, he wouldn't have a solid proof.

Ever since Li Fengyun appeared, a series of things have happened. First, Li Fengyun and Xu Haoqing's plans were to test me, and I saw Old Ugly, Old Ugly go missing, Luo Mu was killed, and the treatment center was destroyed. Li Fengyun's whereabouts are unknown, but now the entire city's police department is being humiliated like this, alas, what happened is …

Although it was not certain whether the murderer was an ugly one, at least it was certain that all of this had something to do with the ”uni” organization.

Three years ago, Yang Wenchao died. The mysterious man in black. Old Ugly. Li Fengyun. Luo Mu. Zhou Yuankun …

Things happened wave after wave, but my brain's recovery was limited. The information that I could think of was also lacking. If it was three years ago, I would have been able to find some clues.

Lying on the bed in the single room, the image of that person appeared in his mind once more.

”...”

”Shu Jing, what else do you want to compete for?” He grinned at me, who had been knocked down.

He lost again.

Running lost to him, fighting lost to him, playing chess lost to him, memorizing lost to him. Whether it was' wisdom 'or' strength ', none of them could compare to him …

”Think about it. Think about what we'll compete in next time. After a while, I'll be leaving. After I leave, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to defeat me in your entire life.” At the age of twelve, he would be able to live his entire life without saying a word.

”Where are you going?”

”To the distance.”

”...”

That person is stronger than me in every aspect.

If it were him, how would he react to the current situation?

Where should I start to find out the clues of the ”C” organization?

After a day of peace, Xu Haoqing still had not made any progress. Zhou Yuankun's information seemed to be quite normal, and this young man's handwriting was very poor, so Xu Haoqing tried to find a way to transfer Zhou Yuankun from junior high school all the way to the police academy. From the words written on the book, this guy was definitely not the person who could imitate Yan Zhenqing.

However, this didn't exclude the fact that he had been deliberately writing an ugly character since he was young.

According to what Xu Haoqing said, no one in the police station could write that many words. After the city's calligraphers learned the four big words on Romu's corpse, they all applauded in admiration, thinking that the author of those four words might be a contemporary calligrapher.

Compared to the four strangely neat words themselves, the other party's intentions were even more difficult to fathom.

Who was the writer? Who was the agile guy the police were chasing? Was that the spy from the police force Zhou Yuankun? What was their purpose in doing so? What did they have to do with the 'yes', the 'ugly', the mysterious man in black? Were they the murderers of Romu, who, after killing him, had not yet vented their anger and ran to the police station to insult his corpse?

A series of questions made me dizzy.

Stunned in the shop until it was almost dark, the boss came over and asked me if I had anything to do.

”Shu Jing, are you not feeling well? If you aren't, then go back and rest. It's fine, it's almost time to get off work.”

”Boss, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern.”

Ah, in the past, he didn't treat me like this. Xu Haoqing's words were quite useful, the boss would probably kneel and lick his lips like this for the time being.

After another round of questions, I patiently dealt with them. A car drove by on the road outside, its lights shining on the opposite side of the road …

Suddenly, looking through the window of Yang Wenzhao's house, I saw a disheveled figure …

Li Fengyun!

Li Fengyun didn't look in my direction. He turned his face to the side and looked towards my front.

Why would he appear in Yang Wenchao's home?

I was prepared to go to Yang Wenzhao's house to ask Li Fengyun about it. Just as I stood up and left the store, I saw another person appear behind Li Fengyun in the window opposite.

It was an ugly face, a pair of eyes big and small, a huge nose with a hole in the side of the lips, a face of a big cake that looked lifeless …

Ugly.

Old Chou walked over from behind Li Fengyun. His large and small eyes stared at me. His face was expressionless as he stood behind Li Fengyun.