pjbooks Chapter 67 Emergency Rescue That Goes to the Farthest Point!
Chapter 67 Emergency Rescue That Goes to the Farthest Point!
After a conversation, Zhou Yang and his companion left Gong Hongxing's courtyard. There were some things they needed to verify!
According to He Ying's statement, Gong Xiaojun almost died at the end of last month.
He Ying had just finished an early shift that day and was resting at home.
A patient was brought to the emergency room and was unconscious. The doctor on duty said that someone had reported that a person had been dug out of their granary and that the person was breathing very weakly.
During the emergency treatment, the doctor found the person's identification information among their belongings. Many people in the hospital knew that the head nurse had a son with that name, so the hospital nurses contacted He Ying immediately.
Looking at her son who had been rescued, He Ying was extremely angry, but when she was about to call the police, Gong Xiaojun stopped her. According to him, he saw several white pigeons that were glowing in his delirium.
These things took him through his life of more than twenty years, and then spoke in human language, asking him if he was willing to turn over a new leaf and start anew. Gong Xiaojun readily agreed, and then he opened his eyes to find himself in the emergency room of a hospital.
He firmly believed that the pigeon was the embodiment of a deity, guiding him onto the right path and giving him another chance to start anew.
"That does sound pretty far-fetched!" Fang Duo started the engine and fiddled with the steering wheel.
"It's ridiculous, but the couple seems to buy into it!" Zhou Yang gripped the overhead handrail. Perhaps this is what people mean by "wealth breeds conscience"?
"You also suspect that this person was the one who attacked you a second time?" Fang Duo stepped on the gas, and the huge push made Zhou Yang's body involuntarily resist.
Zhou Yang shook his head: "If I were that person, and Gong Xiaojun hadn't died this time, I would have been afraid he would report me to the police for attempted murder. Why would I kill him again?"
Putting aside the fact that it's been such a short time since the end of last month, and besides, since they let the other party live last time, they probably won't use such a troublesome method again this time!
Fang Duo disagreed. If it really was the same person who buried Gong Xiaojun alive last time, then the fact that they smashed his head, pressed him with a stone slab, and cut his wrists this time showed that they had learned from the unsuccessful experience last time and made improvements.
Furthermore, since they've already buried the person, it must be an irreconcilable conflict. Why would they give up just because the other party isn't dead?
Zhou Yang also felt that Fang Duo's judgment was correct.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Fang Duo said, peeking at herself in the mirror.
"No!" Zhou Yang shook his head. "I'm genuinely happy that you, Sister Duoduo, can stick to your own opinions and not be swayed by others' ideas!"
"I..." Fang Duo's breath hitched. It really was...
Although Gong Xiaojun and his mother said they did not call the police, judging from Zhou Yang's perspective, Gong Hongxing would most likely not be so magnanimous towards someone who almost killed her son.
After all, he was their only son, and no matter how heinous his crimes, he was still their flesh and blood.
According to the records of the emergency center, Gong Xiaojun was picked up at a grain recycling station on East Street in Ning'an City. Zhou Yang and his companion came to find the person at that grain recycling station.
"I've said it many times, I was just chasing away a few birds when I accidentally found a person in the food. I really don't know anything else!" The speaker was the owner of the recycling station, a man in his forties or fifties.
He was busy sweeping up the wheat scattered outside, his tone impatient.
"Many times? Who else has contacted you?" Fang Duo's eyes narrowed, and she took out her identification. "Please cooperate with our work!"
The man sighed and placed the broom and dustpan against the wall.
"There was one wave at the end of last month, another at the beginning of the next month, and another a week ago, and now you're sending another wave. If word gets out that I've buried someone here, how am I supposed to continue doing business?!" The man was clearly emotional, and his tone was somewhat aggressive.
"Who are they?" Fang Duo didn't waste any more words and continued to ask.
"I can't remember, there were young people, old people, men... and women!" The man picked up a broom again: "As for what they looked like, I can't remember!"
Just then, someone came to sell grain from a cart. The man helped unload the goods and then placed the bags one by one on the scale to weigh them.
It seemed they were deliberately trying to prevent the two from investigating. After that, two tractors pulled a cartload of grain.
Seeing that he couldn't worry about himself for the time being, Zhou Yang started circling around the recycling station.
It was called a station, but it was actually just a large shed. To the right of the shed was a small building, probably for resting. Outside was a wood-burning stove, and a bicycle was chained to a thick tree trunk.
Zhou Yang shielded his eyes from the light and peered inside. Besides a bed, there were some simple kitchen utensils.
"Let's go!" Zhou Yang said.
Fang Duo paused, "Huh?"
In her opinion, the boss clearly knew something, so ignoring him and leaving would mean missing out on a lot of clues.
"If he could really get any answers out of us, he would probably have given us the same response he gave them once we identified ourselves, instead of this attitude!" Zhou Yang said, turning and leaving.
Fang Duo opened her mouth, feeling that Zhou Yang's statement was somewhat untenable.
The teenager, perhaps feeling quite ambitious after solving two cases, needs to find time to have a proper conversation with the other party and stop being so subjective.
Fang Duo started the car engine, her eyes unconsciously glancing out the window. She happened to see the busy man look up and glance in her direction: "You... Zhou..."
"I saw it!" Zhou Yang exclaimed. "He's been observing us the whole time!"
Fang Duo's eyes widened: "You..."
"He can observe us, so I definitely have to keep an eye on him too..." Zhou Yang reclined his chair, finding a more comfortable position. "If we don't leave, he can't send messages out!"
"You mean?" Fang Duo turned her head, a hint of excitement flashing in her eyes.
"Yes!" Zhou Yang replied, "Besides the deceased Gong Xiaojun, he's probably the only one who knows about burying Gong Xiaojun alive, and there's a high probability he knew him!"
"How so?" Fang Duo's doubts about Zhou Yang vanished instantly, replaced by a look of delight at having found her prey.
"Let's go to the telecommunications office first and look up a phone number!" Zhou Yang twisted his body.
"What call?"
"The location of the phone number used to call emergency services!"
......
Ten minutes later, the two stood next to a public telephone booth.
"Sister Duoduo, do you have any change on you?" Zhou Yang picked up the phone, tucked it around his neck, and then smiled as he spoke to Fang Duo.
Fang Duo took out a five-cent coin and inserted it into the coin. Then Zhou Yang skillfully dialed a number: "...It's me, Zhou Yang. Could you please give me this phone number?"
"This is the number!" Zhou Yang said to Fang Duo after hanging up the phone.
"What's next?" Fang Duo didn't expect Zhou Yang to be so meticulous. Even after getting the information from the telecommunications bureau, he still called back to the municipal bureau to confirm the number.
"Back to the grain recycling station," Zhou Yang said.
......
"Let's stop here!" Zhou Yang said as they approached the grain depot.
He then grabbed Fang Duo, who was about to jump.
"Sister Duoduo, how many times did I go downstairs on my way here?"
Fang Duo's face showed even more confusion. On the way here, Zhou Yang kept asking her to stop the car. At first, she thought he needed to pee, then she thought he wanted to buy cigarettes. She never expected Zhou Yang to ask this question.
"Four trips, what's wrong?" Fang Duo asked.
"I didn't realize Sister Duoduo was so thoughtful!" Ignoring Fang Duo's eye-roll, Zhou Yang explained, "It's about 1.5 kilometers from the grain station to that public phone booth, with three public phone points along the way."
Fang Duo frowned, as if she had vaguely grasped something.
Zhou Yang continued, "From the grain station to that public phone booth, there are two intersections, a gentle slope, and a cement road within the factory area. It takes almost 10 minutes to get there by bicycle!"
"Why did that person go to a public phone booth instead of making a call from a nearby phone station?"
"At his age of forty or fifty, he's obviously more familiar with using public phones. Besides, after wasting so much time, isn't he afraid Gong Xiaojun might die?"