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In the dimly lit box of the coffee house, Zhai Liangming sat opposite the stranger, looking at the photos on the table in shock, and the fear in his body was like smoke, almost suffocating him.

He looked up and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where did the picture come from?"

The man sitting opposite was in his early 30s, wearing a crumpled gray suit, a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a fat face that looked like a nest.

He took a sip of his coffee and put down his cup: "What do you say about this!" I am a photography enthusiast, where to go with the camera, nothing to like to shoot east and west, but also we have a relationship, just happened to be that day I walked to the mouth of the alley, let me catch up, just take a few pictures, but also quite clear, right?" He took away Zhai Mingming's hand that was blocking the photo, turned the photo a little in his direction, and tapped it twice with his fingers, "You see you are still in the picture, this young man next to you is your brother, right?" His expression was a little sinister. By the way, this man lying on the ground was not out of breath at that time, right? How many knives did you two brothers stab?"

Zhai Liang did not make a sound, but his face became whiter and whiter.

"Isn't it convenient to say?" The man leaned back in his chair with his hands on his shoulders, "Trade secrets? Don't keep it a secret with me, I have been following you for more than ten days, Zhai Mingming, Zhai Minglei, now living in Room 721, Building 3, Cuiping Xili Community, Tiexi District, robbery, murder, the means are particularly cruel, how is the provisions of the Criminal Law? Was it a shot?"

Zhai Liang stared at him deadly, and a wisp of killing in his eyes flashed like the reflection of a mirror.

The man snorted and held up his glasses: "Would you like to kill me?" But one thing I have to tell you beforehand, my mailbox was hit by a strange virus a few days ago, and I happened to keep a pictured letter in it, as long as it didn't log in for more than 48 hours, the letter would be automatically sent to hundreds of mailboxes. ”

"You make a price!"

The man immediately showed a look of being wronged, laughed contemptuously, and said, "What do you mean by that, so that I will not become extortion?" Am I that kind of person?" He narrowed the smile on his face and changed his tone of heart, "To tell you the truth, I am not looking for you for money, I want to ask you to help me a little." ”

He moved his chair forward and lowered his voice, "I want to kill someone." ”

Zhai Liangming suddenly understood a few points in his heart, and he sneered: "You want me to help you kill people?"

"Where do you think you are, this person?" His smile suddenly turned into a sneer, "It's true that I want to kill people, but I don't want to trouble others, I want to do it myself." What I want you to do is something else. In fact, it is very simple, after I have succeeded, I need to get rid of the police's suspicion of me, then the most effective way is to find someone to make a certificate for me that I am not at the scene, to prove that I was not at the scene at the time of the crime. ”

Zhai Liang froze his face, waiting for him to continue.

The man continued, "You must be wondering, why did I choose you?" The reason is simple, first, I need to find a stranger in the absolute sense of the word, and in the eyes of the police, I have not had any contact with this person, so that his testimony is strong enough.

"Second, and this is the most important point, I need to find someone who can keep strict secrets for me and will never betray me to take on this role, but the problem is here, in this society, friendship, money relationship, what can be relied on? I couldn't find anyone I could trust to help me, which led to my plan brewing for more than a year, and I couldn't implement it until Ten days ago, When God sent you to me. If you don't agree, I'll go into the Public Security Bureau and fulfill my obligations as a good citizen, and maybe I'll still get a bonus. ”

He winked slyly, "I guess you won't reject me, will you?"

Zhai Liang stared at him straight for half a day, and finally let out a helpless breath: "What do you really want me to do, just say it." ”

The man had a victorious smile on his face, and he opened his purse and took out two pieces of A4 paper bound together, densely packed with words, and in the dimly lit coffee house box, he told Zhai Mingliang openly and honestly about his plan like a teacher: "On November 8, three days later, at 7:30 p.m., I will go to the man's residence and find an opportunity to put an anesthetic in his teacup, and when he is completely unconscious, I will throw him out of the window on the 16th floor." If all went well, I reckoned that I would have been able to do it between 7:40 and 7:50, and although it was already dark, someone would have found out when he fell down. What I'm going to talk about is how to set up my alibi, which involves your part, and you have to listen carefully..."

2

It was past 6 p.m. when he left the café, and when he walked out of the door, the man once again told Zhai Mingliang that this matter must not be known to anyone, including his brother Zhai Minglei.

In other words, one more person is aware of it, which means one more risk for him.

He helped Zhai Liangming patiently sort out the collar: "Before we say ugly things, I must solemnly remind you again, only if you ensure my safety, I can ensure that you two brothers are safe, if when the police question you, you do not resist, or perform the dressing gang, as long as the handcuffs are put on my hands, I will confess the matter of the two of you at the first time, and then the bullet-shattered head is not only mine," he held out three fingers, "but three." ”

After saying that, he politely patted Zhai Mingliang's shoulder, turned and walked along the street, disappearing into the street corner.

Zhai Liang stood motionless in the cold wind under the street lamp for a while, and since his muscles began to swell like dough at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he had not been so humiliated and helpless for a long time. Without his younger brother Zhai Minglei, he might not have been so panicked — since their mother died of illness 12 years ago, it doesn't matter if zhai Minglei is crushed to pieces, but this younger brother must not have any mistakes.

He decided to do what the man said first, hoping to help him finish it, and he would let himself go of his word, and if not, he would make plans.

Thinking of this, Zhai Liangming wrapped his coat tightly and walked toward the Jaguar off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road.

3

Three days later, in the evening, Zhai Liangming drove to the eastern suburbs, and sure enough, as the man said, under the road sign two kilometers in front of the toll booth, a white car was parked alone, next to the roadbed was a row of tall tree shadows standing in the dark, empty and desolate asphalt, and every one or two minutes a car would roar with lights on.

Zhai Liang parked the SUV not far behind Toyota, turned off the lights, and quietly waited for the man's call. During this quiet time, he chewed the plan given by the man in his heart again, and if he put aside his hatred for the man himself and just evaluated the plan itself, he had to admit that it was clever.

“...... I'll go to his house at 7:30, but before that, I'll park my white Toyota car ahead of time on a more remote road in the eastern suburbs, Mr. Zhai, you'll have to drive your car there before 7:30, and then park nearby and wait for my call. After that person is anesthetized, I will immediately call you to inform you, when you start the car from behind to hit the rear of my car, be sure to make sure that both cars leave more obvious collision marks, and then you get out of the car and leave some footprints, as proof that you were on the scene at the time, after doing this, you make a phone call to me, you can drive home. ”

"I'll leave the rest to me, and I'll call you and call the police to say I'm driving on a road in the suburbs and have just been rear-ended by a car, but I won't say exactly where, and when he asks, I'll pretend to be arguing with someone and hang up suddenly." Then I would finish my work, leave the man downstairs, evacuate quickly, and hurry to the eastern suburbs. I have calculated that it will take only 30 minutes by car to get there from the West Side, and when I get there, I will call the police again on 110 and wait for the police to arrive.

"The police must have asked me: Why did you call the second phone every 30 minutes after the first call?" What did you do in those 30 minutes?

"So, I had to find a plausible explanation for those 30 minutes: I had an argument with the driver who caused the accident. Your temper was very grumpy, and the first time I called the police, you couldn't control your emotions and rushed up to hit me, so I had to hang up. Then we wrestled on the side of the road in the wilderness, you grabbed a stone from the ground and hit me on the head, I was knocked unconscious on the spot, you drove away from the scene, but your wallet fell on the scene during the fight. I woke up after half an hour in a coma and struggled to call the police, which is why I would call the police 30 minutes apart — I would break my head with a stone before the police arrived.

"The police will find your ID card in the wallet, they will find you according to the address above, take you to the police station to inquire about the situation, you don't panic, just tell it according to the caliber I just said, the lines I have written to you on the paper, you must remember well."

4

At 7:52 p.m., the mobile phone finally rang, waking Zhai Liangming from his thoughts, and the man's voice on the phone sounded slightly dry, and he gave the order in a concise manner: "You can crash." ”

Zhai Liang looked his head out of the window and looked back and forth, the road in his line of sight was empty, he started the engine, completed the impact at a speed of about 40 miles, the rear of the Toyota and the front of the off-road vehicle were sunken into a pit, he got out of the car according to the man's instructions and walked around, and then got on the car and drove back the same way. When he got home, Zhai Minglei was lying on his back on the sofa in the living room reading a martial arts novel, he blew up his brother, sent him out to surf the Internet, and then sat on the sofa and waited for the arrival of the police.

After waiting for nearly an hour, it wasn't until 9:30 that he heard the sirens ringing out the window, far and near, and two minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Four policemen stood outside the door with a cold breath, and the leader of them shook his police officer's card at him: "We are from the East Lake police station, are you Zhai Liangliang?" Zhai Liangming nodded.

The policeman took a dark brown wallet from his uniform pocket and opened it to show him: "Is the wallet yours?" Zhai Liang pretended to recognize for a long time and nodded again.

"Please come with us to the office, there is a case that you need to assist in the investigation." The leading policeman put his papers and wallet back into his pocket and reached out and pulled the handcuffs from his waist.

The interrogation room at the East Lake Police Station was less than ten square meters, and only twenty-watt light bulbs were lit. Zhai Liangming sat in a chair in the middle, and two policemen sat opposite him, and they were separated by a lead-gray iron table.

The older policeman was responsible for asking questions, and after briefly asking Zhai About some natural conditions, he quickly cut to the point.

"Zhai Mingliang, have you been to section 303 of the eastern suburbs between 7 and 8 o'clock tonight?"

"Yes, I'm driving out for a ride, passing by there."

The two policemen glanced at each other, seemingly surprised by his cheerfulness.

"So did anything happen when you passed there?"

"Yes, my car rear-ended with a Toyota."

"And then what? You go on. ”

Zhai Liang secretly recalled the content of the man's account, and smoothly said the "lines" that had been rehearsed.

"Originally the responsibility for the rear-end was mine, but the boy's mouth was quite damaged, and we quarreled, and I was not very good-tempered, and when he called, I gave him two slaps, and he returned his hand, so I picked up a stone from the ground, gave it to him, and then drove home." The more I thought about it when I got home, the more I felt that it was wrong to beat someone, and when you came to the door, I was planning to go to the police station to explain the situation. ”

"Is it?" The policeman smiled inexplicably, "It seems that your consciousness is still quite high, where did you hit his stone?"

"Picked up on the side of the road."

"How many times did you smash it?" The policeman's voice suddenly became heavier.

From this moment on, Zhai Liangming vaguely felt that something was wrong, and the policeman's inquiry deviated from the man's plan, and even began to circle around the unwarranted stone, which caught him a little off guard.

"Ah, ah."

"How many times?"

"Take a look."

The policeman suddenly laughed coldly: "It seems that either your memory is not good, or you have not learned mathematics well in elementary school, the results of the forensic doctor's autopsy are clear, you have at least smashed him three times, and each stroke is not small." ”

The words "autopsy" exploded like rolling thunder above Zhai Mingliang's head, and he froze, looking at the police in front of him with his mouth half open. His lips fluttered and he asked in disbelief, "You mean someone died there?"

The policeman did not answer, and took a photo from the brown paper bag on the table and stood up to show him, showing a young strange man lying on his back next to the wheels of a white car, his facial features twisted, his head covered with a layer of blood, and a black and red blood hole in his forehead.

Zhai Liang's brain was suddenly empty, and he almost lost the ability to think. He held his head in both hands, and he knew that he was caught in a situation under the cloth of others! His face began to flush and his breathing became short.

"Say, why did you kill him?" The later you confess, the worse it will be for you. "The tone is not high, but it is very threatening.

Zhai Liangliang was just about to open his mouth to explain, when the man's parting ding sounded in his ear: "As long as the handcuffs are put on my hands, I will confess you both at the first time, and then the bullets will break the head not only of mine, but three." "He gave a cold gag, it was three, besides him and the man, and his brother... The words that were about to blurt out were swallowed back in the throat. After a moment of silence, he put down the hand he was holding on his head and slowly raised his gray face: "Comrade policeman, I just lost my hand for a while, I really didn't expect to kill him..."

5

That person is 32 years old, kindergarten, primary school, middle school, his performance is very average, after two years of re-study barely admitted to a local teacher's college, after graduation he became a bland middle school mathematics teacher.

He also had a younger brother two years his younger, and the difference between them was as conspicuous as a piece of gold and a lump of steel ingot. The younger brother was excellent all the way, and the walls from childhood to everyone were crowded with his awards, and the parents always spat out the name of the younger son when they smiled the most in front of their neighbors. He took it for granted that most of his parents' smiles and booing warm greetings, and let them leave the cold face and reprimand to their usually silent brother, and this situation continued until the two old men were pushed into the iron furnace of the cremation field one after another.

Before his death, they were still satisfied with the achievements of their youngest son. After graduating from a prestigious university, he first entered a foreign-funded enterprise, then resigned to start his own company, and in less than three years he had accumulated millions of dollars of wealth. When he went out, he drove a white Toyota sedan, the brothers did not have many opportunities to meet, and when they met briefly, the younger brother would always pat his brother on the shoulder with a big grin and say: You have to work hard, you are old and old, how can this always work. Whenever this happened, the brother always smiled humbly and didn't say anything.

Until that night not so long ago, on the eastern outskirts of the city, he used that heavy stone to say what he had wanted to say for so many years, and he said it once, twice, three times.

The simple-minded robber did not know that what he was driving into was not an empty car at all, and in the window of the car with black black blackout film sat quietly an older brother who was about to kill someone, and a brother who had been knocked unconscious, and when the SUV drove away, the brother dragged his brother out of the car and calmly solved him with the stone.

To his surprise, the ghost who took the blame for the crime was taken for him, was shot, and, as the only person in the know besides him, sealed the secret forever in the grave. He felt that his plan was perfect enough to be written into a textbook, and it was safer to let a death row prisoner step by step into the trap through deception and blackmail than to directly force him to kill people, otherwise, if one day the brothers of the robbers were arrested at the same time, his situation would be dangerous. As it is now, although the process takes a lot of time, it completely relieves the worries of the future, which is in line with the principle of his consistent work - not only to be careful, but also to take a long-term view.

Another manifestation of the long-term vision: as the only living immediate family member of the deceased, he received his company, money, car, the rear of the Toyota was knocked into a pit, he spent a thousand dollars to repair it, and since then he has driven it every day on the streets of the city, and he feels that his brother's life has been turned into nourishment and is nourishing his life.

There are all kinds of brothers in the world, and they are just two of them.