A Game, A Dream - C132

When Zhang Zijun saw Wang Mengqian use such a gaze to look at him, he naturally also felt uncomfortable from head to toe. Furthermore, in his heart, he faintly felt that Wang Mengqian was a goddess-level person.

Unfortunately, he had gotten into a lot of trouble today.

Wang Mengqian tried to stop him again and again, tried to persuade him again and again, but to no avail.

After Zhang Zijun received the tape, he looked at it in fear and trepidation, his eyes filled with seriousness.

Wang Mengqian held onto the handgun on the table, looked at the meticulous Zhang Zijun, and once again slammed the handgun on the table, with a “Pa” sound.

She said, “Zhang Zijun, you should be right under my nose. Take a good look!”

Wang Chang looked at Zhang Zijun gloomily, his expression filled with displeasure.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Zijun took out a 10 inch old notebook from his backpack.

The operating interface was very slow, as if a century had passed.

Last time, I went to drink with this bro, and after tasting it, the taste was pretty good. Today, after work, follow me, I’ll drive you over to have a taste. Wang Chang asked tentatively.

Wang Chang had a crush on Wang Meng Qing for a long time. Normally, Wang Chang invited her many times, and although Wang Meng Qing didn’t hate Wang Chang, he still had some admiration for him. However, in the end, the relationship between Wang Chang and his subordinate was always like this.

Time passed second by second, Wang Mengqian was already getting impatient from waiting, she anxiously asked: “Zhang Zijun, did you finish doing it?”

Zhang Zijun and Wang Chang looked at each other, then ran to Zhang Zijun’s side at the same time.

He saw that the computer screen was dark, with only a string of strange words on it.

Wang Chang could not take it anymore, and spoke with righteousness: “You little comrade, as long as you do something strange, I will not forgive you. After all, this is the police station, not your home, or your school!”

“Wait, my computer hasn’t turned on yet. Don’t worry.”

Zhang Zijun said resolutely.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, the computer finally started up successfully.

After the computer was powered on, a high-pitched female scream that could cause nosebleeds came out from the computer speakers. Wang Chang and Zhang Zijun, the two men, were stunned.

Both of their attention was focused on the computer screen.

It turned out that this was a video of an adult that was sent by one of Zhang Zijun’s netizens. It was said that this computer was already old and worn out, but he still insisted on using it because this computer was the birthday present his mother, Wang Xiaomei, had bought for him. It had been eight years now.

Listening to the adult video of the woman shouting, Wang Mengqian could not take it anymore. She grabbed the handgun on the table, aimed at the notebook and was about to shoot.

After calming down at last, Zhang Zijun used a miraculous software to restore the image that disappeared from the video!

In the image, an old man dressed in shabby clothes was walking slowly on the quiet midnight street. There was no one around him, nor were there any cars driving. The old man was walking very slowly.

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.