C132 (2/2)
Right at this moment, a 1.85 meter tall burly man rushed out from a crossroads. He moved quickly and stabbed a dagger into the old man's back. The old man struggled for a moment, and then collapsed like a small mountain …
When Zhang Zijun read up to here, his eyes suddenly lit up. Why does this man seem so familiar?
He dragged the play button close to the scene and watched it twenty or thirty times. After reading it, he did not even look at the screen anymore. His mind was racing as he searched for memories, wondering where he had seen this burly man before.
Thinking about it, Zhang Zijun sucked in a breath of cold air. Unexpectedly, this case was related to those people who claimed to be high school teachers and Fan Yuxin's subordinates!
If he did not personally witness it, Zhang Zijun would not dare to believe the truth behind this situation.
He would never have thought of it even if he was beaten to death!
”I know the murderer of this case. Teacher Wang, oh no, Officer Wang, I can help you solve this case!” Zhang Zijun closed his laptop and turned to Wang Mengqian and said.
Without time to think, Wang Mengqian nodded excitedly: ”Okay!”
”Stop!” Wang Chang blocked in front of the two of them.
”Deputy Director Wang, what's the meaning of this?” Zhang Zijun started to feel that something was amiss with this Wang Chang.
”I'm the one in charge of this case. I'm like a flag in the police station. I won't allow anyone to interfere!” Wang Chang's tone was extremely calm. He shrugged his shoulders, and said seriously with his hands around his waist.
The burly man in the video was obviously one of the people who claimed to be one of Fan Yuxin's subordinates inside the Foot Treatment Shop a few days ago.
He was way too clear about what exactly Fan Yuxin's aunt intended to do. He definitely would not let anything that posed a threat to exist, it was absolutely impossible.
”But right now you can't find out, and I just happen to know the exact location of the suspect.” Zhang Zijun spoke the truth.
Wang Chang sneered, he raised his head and stared at Zhang Zijun coldly.
The truth was that Zhang Zijun was invited out of the police station, and he felt helpless about it. In the end, he was just a normal commoner, how could he manage the case of the police station?
That night, he had just finished cooking and was standing alone in front of the balcony. Luo Zhixiang's ”Self-Hypnosis” was playing on his phone.
The lyrics went something like this: I want to learn self-hypnosis, I want to be smarter, I want to be unconscious, I want you to think about insomnia.
The sound of the music was very loud. Zhang Zijun lied in front of the window on the courtyard of the small district, not realizing that his phone had already rung. The phone's screen displayed the class teacher's number, Wang Mengqian's mobile phone.
The song lasted for more than three minutes, and by the end, all that was left was the crooning: I walk in a world without you, but I can't walk forever. I gradually hypnotized myself, slowly closing my eyes.
After the playback ended, Zhang Zijun finally heard the phone's ringtone.
He pressed the answer button, and after answering the call, he asked, ”Hello, Teacher Wang, what's the matter?”
”Zhang Zijun, where are you now?” Wang Mengqian who was on the other side of the phone asked softly.