Origin

Wu Zhongyuan was stunned. What he was most worried about happened. This incident is completely different from the previous incident. Protecting Zhao Dazhong before was at most a defensive manslaughter. This is intentional homicide, and intentional homicide is punishable by death. of.

After waiting to recover, he asked eagerly, "Master, why was the factory director killed? Has the murderer been caught?"

"Maybe it's because I have done too many unreasonable things, and I have been retribution." The old man seemed to have a lot of opinions on the factory manager, and he was not sad but with a little joy. How far did you run, oh."

Wu Zhongyuan felt slightly relieved, "Thank you, sir."

"It's okay, it's okay, why do you come out so early to look for a job when it's Chinese New Year?" The old man looked after the door by himself and wanted to talk to someone.

How could Wu Zhongyuan have the mind to chat with him, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, sir, how do you know that the one who killed him was a cripple?"

The old man became alert, he hesitated, turned around and left.

Wu Zhongyuan knew in his heart that Lin Qingming had probably been to the factory, maybe it was the old man at the gate who told him where the owner of the clothing factory lived.

Leaving the garment factory, Wu Zhongyuan sat down by the side of the road. The owner of the garment factory was the culprit who caused Huang Ping to fall from the building. He expected Lin Qingming to take revenge on him, but what he was most worried about was that Lin Qingming would kill him. Lin Qingming really did this.

There is a saying that true friendship is seen in adversity. Although Lin Qingming has always looked down on Huang Ping, after she became lame, Huang Ping did not despise him. She waited on him, let alone Lin Qingming who valued love and righteousness. That is, any man would be moved.

Lin Qingming didn't talk much. He may have never made any promises to Huang Ping, but he had already recognized and accepted Huang Ping in his heart. Now that Huang Ping fell from the building, the best result would be a vegetative state. Hope is gone, Lin Qingming All thoughts are hopeless, that's why he has no scruples in killing the killer.

It is noon now, the sun is shining in the sky, and it is quite warm, but Wu Zhongyuan has been shaking. When Lin Qingming killed the owner of the garment factory, he also sent himself to a dead end. In addition, there was still an unresolved case before. Will be shot, the country's law does not stipulate that a lame murder does not have to be sentenced to death.

The most urgent task is to find Lin Qingming as soon as possible. If he will not be sentenced to death, he will definitely persuade Lin Qingming to surrender, but now he won't, even if he is with Lin Qingming in exile, at least the two brothers are still together.

If he is not a good person if he cannot kill relatives righteously, then he is really not a good person, but at least he is still a person.

One of the questions that Wu Zhongyuan has been thinking about eagerly is, where will Lin Qingming go?

These days, the police rely on surveillance to solve cases, and there are security surveillance everywhere in the city. Lin Qingming should also know this. He has a limping leg, and the police can easily determine his identity, so he is unlikely to stay under surveillance. It is very likely to hide in the mountains.

But thinking about it carefully, no, this is not in line with Lin Qingming's style. Lin Qingming himself should be very aware of the consequences of intentional killing. He is very likely to race against time to do what he thinks must be done before he is caught.

At this moment, Lin Qingming was most concerned about Huang Ping. If he wanted to keep Huang Ping alive, he had to pay high medical expenses. If nothing else happened, Lin Qingming was probably trying to make money now.

With Lin Qingming's character and IQ, he would never try to get ideas from financial institutions. Moreover, he has a lame leg, which makes it inconvenient for him to move.

After thinking for a long time, Wu Zhongyuan suddenly stood up and reached out to stop the car. He thought about where Lin Qingming might have gone.

After stopping the taxi, Wu Zhongyuan said to the driver, "Go to Dazhong Real Estate."

No one in Huang County knows that Dazhong Real Estate is Zhao Dazhong's company. Although Lin Qingming doesn't say it, he must be hating Zhao Dazhong in his heart. He went to death for Zhao Dazhong and saved Zhao Dazhong's life. None to him.

Now that Lin Qingming has no worries, he will definitely take revenge on Zhao Dazhong. He may not kill Zhao Dazhong, but he will definitely ask Zhao Dazhong to pay for Huang Ping's medical treatment.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped, Wu Zhongyuan got off, and walked to the reception room of Dazhong Real Estate.

The Spring Festival is a holiday all over the country, and here is no exception. The door of the company is closed, and there is no one inside.

After walking outside the reception room, there was still no security guard coming out, so Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head and looked into the reception room.

When I saw it, I was startled, and the two security guards fell to the ground, their hands were tied behind their backs, with towels stuffed in their mouths, and they were struggling desperately.

When Wu Zhongyuan saw the security guard, the security guard also saw him and faltered at him for help.

Wu Zhongyuan just wanted to go forward to rescue him, but after thinking about it, he dismissed the idea. These two security guards must have been tied up by Lin Qingming. As a bodyguard, he naturally knew where Zhao Dazhong lived.

Although he couldn't figure out why Lin Qingming tied up the two security guards for a while, he knew that they could not be untied, otherwise they would definitely call the police, and no matter what Lin Qingming was doing, it would have a negative impact on him.

Thinking of this, he pretended to be blind, as if he didn't see the two of them, turned around and was about to leave.

Just before turning around, he suddenly found a black car parked in the southeast corner of the company. This is a very expensive car. Could it be that Zhao Dazhong and Lin Qingming are in the office building now?

But this is just his suspicion. After all, Zhao Dazhong has a lot of cars, and it may have been parked here during the Spring Festival.

It is also easy to determine this, just pull the towel from the security guard's mouth to know.

After a brief hesitation, Wu Zhongyuan jumped over the gate, entered the reception room, and pulled out the towel stuffed in the mouth of one of the security guards.

"What's going on?" Wu Zhongyuan asked in a deep voice.

"Call the police, Mr. Zhao is being held hostage by a murderer." The security guard was out of breath.

"Where are they now?" Wu Zhongyuan asked. Since the security guards called Lin Qingming a murderer, it means that they probably already knew about Lin Qingming killing the director of the garment factory. After all, this is only a small county, and the news spread quickly. .

"In the building," said the security guard, "quick, let me go."

"Which floor is Zhao Dazhong's office on?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"The third floor." The security guard said.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't ask any more questions, nor did he untie the security guard, but stuffed the towel into his mouth again.

Zhao Dazhong was very rich, and the office building was modern, and he had to swipe his card to get in. Wu Zhongyuan couldn't get in, so he had to walk around to the back of the office building and climb up the wall.

There was a toilet on the north side of the third floor. The window of the toilet was not closed tightly, so he went in from here.

Now there is no one in the office building, it is very quiet, and there is an echo when he speaks. Wu Zhongyuan found Zhao Dazhong's office by following the voice.

Wu Zhongyuan could hear voices, and Lin Qingming could also hear footsteps. The two brothers grew up together, so he could hear Wu Zhongyuan's footsteps. Before Wu Zhongyuan pushed the door, Lin Qingming's voice came from inside. "This matter has nothing to do with you, just wait outside."

Hearing Lin Qingming's voice again, Wu Zhongyuan felt mixed feelings, "Brother, are you okay?"

Lin Qingming did not answer.

Wu Zhongyuan was worried, so he pushed open the door of the office.

Lin Qingming and Zhao Dazhong were the only two people in the huge office. Lin Qingming was sitting on the sofa where the guests were sitting, and Zhao Dazhong was squatting in the corner, opening the safe.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't speak, but walked to Lin Qingming silently.

Lin Qingming was expressionless, and kept staring at Zhao Dazhong, not looking at him.

Zhao Dazhong looked back at Wu Zhongyuan, then turned around and continued to open the safe.

Soon, the safe was opened, and there was a lot of money in it, in bundles, bundles and bundles, all money.

"Give me 20." Lin Qingming was very calm.

"It's all for you." Zhao Dazhong spoke tremblingly.

"I only want 20." Lin Qingming said.

Although Zhao Dazhong didn't know why, he didn't dare to persist. He took the bag, packed two bundles cautiously, walked over like walking on thin ice and put the bag on the coffee table in front of Lin Qingming.

"I was injured because of you. The 20 yuan is the medical expenses I deserve." Lin Qingming picked up the bag and left on crutches.

Wu Zhongyuan looked at Zhao Dazhong who looked astonished, and quickly followed Lin Qingming.

"Don't follow me." Lin Qingming said.

"Brother." Wu Zhongyuan still followed.

"I killed someone, you will be implicated if you follow me." Lin Qingming said in a deep voice.

"You feel that I'm afraid of being implicated?" Wu Zhongyuan asked seriously.

"You are not afraid, I am afraid, my life is over, but you still have hope," Lin Qingming handed the bag to Wu Zhongyuan, "You take this money to pay your sister-in-law's medical expenses."

Wu Zhongyuan turned his head, the door of the office was open, and Zhao Dazhong was watching them inside.

"Rich people cherish their lives, and he will not call the police." Lin Qingming stuffed the bag into Wu Zhongyuan's hands, "You can talk about her family, and go to the hospital to see her if you have time."

"Brother, what are your plans?" Wu Zhongyuan asked with concern.

Lin Qingming ignored Wu Zhongyuan's words and continued, "Tell the hospital that I will directly pay your sister-in-law's hospitalization card for the medical expenses in the future, so that they can use the best medicine and hire the best nurse."

"Where are you going?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"To make money, I have never taken money I shouldn't have in my life. I will not steal or rob. I live a clean life every day." Lin Qingming turned and moved, "Don't follow me, I understand your feelings, But you also know very well that if you follow me, I will be caught more easily."

Wu Zhongyuan was extremely sad, but he still followed behind.

Lin Qingming limped ahead, and Wu Zhongyuan cried behind.

"Men can't cry." Lin Qingming scolded in a low voice.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't dare to cry anymore, he only dared to grieve secretly.

After going down to the second floor, Lin Qingming didn't continue to go down, but went to the east window and opened it.

Outside the window was the outer wall, and a scooter was parked under the base of the outer wall. Needless to say, this was arranged by Lin Qingming long ago.

Lin Qingming jumped out with one leg, barely borrowed strength from the wall, and managed to land on the ground.

Wu Zhongyuan followed, and hurriedly reached out to support him after landing.

Lin Qingming got on the motorcycle, started the fire, and handed the crutch in his hand to Wu Zhongyuan, "Give it back to the hospital."

"Brother." Wu Zhongyuan was sad.

"You are not young anymore, and you should live independently. I will not be able to take care of you in the future," Lin Qingming sighed, "Don't learn from me, don't be impulsive, there is a price to pay for love and hatred."

Wu Zhongyuan nodded heavily, "Where are you going? How can I find you in the future?"

Lin Qingming didn't answer, but just patted Wu Zhongyuan on the shoulder.

Just as I was driving away, I suddenly remembered something and stopped again.

Wu Zhongyuan hurried over, "Brother."

"Go back and tell the hospital that as long as there is still money on the card, please continue the treatment. If there is no money on the card for three consecutive months, it means that I am no longer here. Let them pull out the tube and ask your sister-in-law to follow me. let's go..."