Getting the best from Tarkov

"What? Say it again!"

"The bird looks like it was pecked by a bird!"

At this moment, Yang Jianguo was confused.

He didn't doubt the professionalism of the firefighters, but this matter sounded weird.

Could the murderer have trained a bird to destroy all the camera wires? That's ridiculous!

But no matter how it was destroyed, what is certain now is that all modern detection methods are basically ineffective.

The surveillance was destroyed and the scene was burned by fire. The only means left was to investigate the victim's interpersonal relationships to find possible suspects and then summon them one by one.

Although this method is stupid, there is no other way. I just don't know if the young people in the bureau can still concentrate on using this "stupid method" without the help of these high technologies.

However, thinking of this, Yang Jianguo looked up at the burned shop and the three words "Boguzhai" that could still be vaguely seen, and felt deeply powerless in his heart.

It only takes a little thought to figure out how complicated the identity, background, and interpersonal relationships of the owner of an antique shop like this must be. If you're unlucky, you might even get involved with people who shouldn't be there.

While Yang Jianguo was looking worried, Liao Fan had already boarded a plane to Dali.

Liao Fan had already contacted Zhang Tingting before the action, and they are now in Dali.

Liao Fan went there now to meet them. Although this could not provide him with an alibi, it was better than staying at home alone.

At least if he is far away in Yunnan, the police cannot call him back with just a phone call without reasonable grounds.

What's more, this case is likely to be solved within a time limit.

After getting off the plane, Liao Fan sat in the Lexus rented by Xun Zhao, chatting about their travel experiences during this period while thinking about the next itinerary.

Before, they were playing on their own, so wherever they wanted to go, they would discuss it with everyone. But now that the boss is here, they have to listen to the boss's arrangements about where to go next.

"Since you've already visited Dali, Lijiang, and Kunming, how about we try something a little different next?"

"You mean?"

“Do you know the Wa people?”

"Are you talking about the Wa people who guarded the border for generations under Zhuge Liang?"

"Uh, that's about right. I saw it on a short video before and heard it was quite interesting. How about we go there?"

"Um, Boss, the Wa village is in the Shiwanda Mountains, so it's not easy to get there by car."

"That's easy. Dali must have tourist routes there. We can find a tour group to see if there are any self-driving tours along this route. If that doesn't work, we can find a local ethnic minority guide."

"Hmm...Okay then, go back and rest for a day. I'll ask Xiaoyu, Ma Jin, and Lao Xie to go ask around."

After hearing such an unreliable proposal from his boss, although Xun Zhao didn't want to go at all, he reluctantly agreed for the sake of the generous monthly salary.

Liao Fan actually had selfish motives when he made this suggestion. If he was really found in Shanghai, the Wa village was very close to the border, and he could then find a way to escape.

Even without a guide, Liao Fan still believed that he could smuggle across the Myanmar border with his own abilities.

Soon, a week passed. During these two days, Liao Fan had been paying attention to his mobile phone. The good news was that no one had come to see him, but the bad news was that he had seen related videos on the Internet.

Although the online reports only said that a fire broke out in the antique street, Liao Fan did not dare to bet on how the police would classify the incident. After all, there has been no official announcement so far.

Walking on the small path in the Wa village, most of the people were taking photos, but Liao Fan seemed to be a loner and refused the invitations of other people in the team.

This time when going into the mountains, Xiaoyu originally found a local travel agency in Dali and signed up for a self-driving tour. However, when he saw the tour guide, Liao Fan discovered that the tour guide always looked at the two female comrades in the team intentionally or unintentionally.

Originally, Liao Fan thought that the other party just thought Zhang Tingting and Ning Zhenzhen were beautiful and couldn't help but look at them a few more times. However, after confirming the departure time and route, Liao Fan discovered that the other party was secretly sending messages to others on his mobile phone.

Worried about encountering problems on the road, Liao Fan decisively rejected the other party's self-driving project and did not even take the deposit to be paid to the travel agency.

This move really confused the other members of the team, but Liao Fan had no way to explain it.

He said there was a possibility that the tour guide had problems, but he couldn't provide any evidence.

They say the Shiwandashan Mountains are dangerous, and many tourists disappear there every year, most of them women? If these people are scared and simply don't go, what will Liao Fan do?

In the end, Liao Fan had no choice but to go to the vicinity of the university in Dali by himself and chat up a Dai girl to act as a guide.

Anyway, the Dai Autonomous Region is not far from the Wa village, so at least she can lead the way, which is easy for a girl who grew up in the mountains.

But to be honest, the looks of these girls from ethnic minorities are really polarized.

He originally thought that there would be handsome men and beautiful women everywhere, but the reality was that he was slapped hard in the face.

Along the way, Liao Fan and his companions first visited the Dai and Jingpo villages, and then came to the Wa village under the guidance of a Dai girl named Yu Luo.

In the Dai and Jingpo villages, the youngest women Liao Fan saw were estimated to be in their forties or fifties.

The skin, which had been eroded by wind and frost for many years, had so many wrinkles that it was almost as wrinkled as the growth rings of a mature tree.

But looking at Yu Luo who was walking in front, her skin was as delicate as water.

Regardless of anything else, Liao Fan had seen Lao Xie being scolded by Ning Zhenzhen several times in the past two days for looking at Yu Luo.

Every time Liao Fan saw those slender fingers pinching Lao Xie's lower back, he felt a dull pain in his own lower back.

However, just as everyone was visiting the ox skull piles in the Wa village, their good mood was interrupted by a phone call from Shanghai.

"Hello, hello, is this Liao Fan, Mr. Liao?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"This is the Shanghai Municipal Public Security Bureau. My ID number is *********. I have some questions that require your assistance. Could you please come to the Municipal Bureau?"

"Um, I'm really sorry. I'm traveling in Yunnan right now. I'm not even in the city proper, but near the Dai Autonomous Region. If you want me to go back to Shanghai, it might be tomorrow... No, the earliest I can go is the day after tomorrow.

I'm wondering what you need to ask me? If it's not complicated, can you answer it over the phone?

When they heard that Liao Fan was now in Yunnan, Yang Jianguo and other members of the task force who were sitting next to the phone frowned.

In the past few days, they visited many people related to Huang Zhiwen, including those they knew, those with whom they had conflicts, and even those who were rumored to have grudges against each other in the circle.

However, almost all of these people have alibis. After all, although the Spring Festival holiday has passed, most of them are still resting at home.

The few people who did not have alibis basically had no motive for committing the crime.

But why did Liao Fan go to Yunnan at this critical juncture?

Just as they were talking, the colleague next to them had already retrieved Liao Fan's ticket purchase records from the Internet.

From the information on the computer, we can see that Liao Fan flew to Yunnan on the night of the incident. Why did he rush to Yunnan so late at night?

Therefore, after hearing Liao Fan's words, all these people became more vigilant, and the police officer who made the call even turned on the hands-free mode and recorded the call.

"Well, sir, can I ask why you went to Yunnan? Also, when did you go there?"

"Um, I remember it was the night of the 29th. Yes, it was a flight on the night of the 29th. I came to Yunnan to travel with some friends."

"Did they go with you?"

“No, we arrived in Kunming the day before New Year’s Eve, and then one of my friends and I returned to Shanghai on the first day of the new year, and I came back on the 29th.

What’s wrong? Is there a problem? I don’t know what you want to ask me.

"Well, on the 29th, a fire broke out at Boguzhai on Antique Street. Did you know about this?"

"Fire? It was fine when I went there. When did it happen?"

"What time did you go?"

"Around five o'clock, I can't remember exactly."

"What are you going to do at Boguzhai?"

When they heard that Liao Fan had been to the Antique Street at 5 o'clock, almost everyone in the task force immediately became alert. This was the only person they had found so far who had been to the Antique Street that day.

But only Yang Jianguo had a look of great disappointment.

If this person is really a suspect, he can't hide, so why would he take the initiative to reveal that he has been to the crime scene.

Sure enough, Liao Fan's voice came from the phone immediately afterwards: "I'm going to return the goods. When I just returned to Shanghai, I spent 2 yuan on a snuff bottle in their store. I wanted to give it to a friend as a souvenir, but it turned out to be a fake.

Later, I was busy with work and didn't have time. I went there right after finishing work that day, but I was still late. The store was closed when I arrived. I left right after that."

The crowd, still unwilling to give up, continued to ask, "So what were you doing at the Antique Street on the 23rd, 24th, and 27th?"

Hearing the other party's question, Liao Fan immediately realized that he must have been accidentally captured by the surveillance camera while scouting the place. However, Liao Fan immediately thought of an excuse and replied, "I was just wandering around to see if there was anything interesting. I went there on the 27th with the intention of returning something, but I forgot to bring my receipt that day, so I didn't go in."

After hearing what Liao Fan said, the police officers who had been in high spirits all sat back down like deflated balls, including Yang Jianguo.

The police officer who made the call lost interest in asking further questions. It was very normal for antique shops to sell fakes, and Liao Fan's reason was very reasonable. Then, he asked Liao Fan a few irrelevant questions and hung up the phone.

However, the atmosphere in the office became depressed again.

Everyone originally thought they had found a breakthrough, but it turned out to be all in vain.

Thinking of the date set by their superiors, everyone felt a little discouraged.

Because apart from Liao Fan and the people who have been questioned, the remaining people who have not been contacted are just making up the numbers, and even they themselves feel that it is unlikely that they are related to this murder and arson case.

However, at this moment, Yang Jianguo suddenly felt as if he had missed something, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Unlike the gloomy mood of the task force members, Liao Fan, who was far away in the mountains of Yunnan at this time, had a serious expression on his face.

The other party did notice him, although it was just a routine inquiry, but according to normal logic and the development of events, they should not have paid attention to him in any case.

After all, he and Huang Zhiwen are not from the same circle at all.

I guess it was because I appeared near Boguzhai for several days in a row that I attracted their attention. As expected, my tracking and counter-tracking skills were not good enough.

Thinking of this, to be on the safe side, Liao Fan immediately found Zhang Tingting and suggested returning to Dali tomorrow, and then they would each start their own free activities and go wherever they wanted.

He himself said that he wanted to stay here for a few more days and enjoy the life in the primitive village.

When everyone heard this, they said they would stay and accompany him, but in fact, these people had little interest in visiting the ethnic minority villages from the beginning. Therefore, after Liao Fan briefly dissuaded them, they all agreed to return to Dali.

The next day, after sending Zhang Tingting and others away, Liao Fan first asked the local elders if there were any fun places in the nearby mountains, and then quietly went into the mountains alone.

Liao Fan didn't dare to bet whether Shanghai would believe his excuse, so it would be better to make preparations as soon as possible.

Fortunately, Liao Fan had already prepared to escape when he went into the mountains this time. When he was in Dali, he secretly went to an outdoor supplies store and bought some simple outdoor supplies, such as travel bags, flints, portable waterproof cloth, folding sleeping bags, camping pots, small baking trays, solar power banks and satellite phones, etc.

I also took the time to go to a nearby supermarket and buy some frozen steaks, under the pretext of looking for an opportunity to go camping.

In the hotel, Liao Fan also borrowed the computer in the room to log into Tarkov, and then replaced the items in his safe space with a military dagger, two solid fuels, a pistol box, and a needle bag.

In addition, Liao Fan also took out an AFAK tactical first aid kit, a fracture splint, a field surgical kit, four military bandages and hemostatic dressings, as well as 7 days of individual rations and various canned fish and meat, and a large number of portable water bags. These things can be seen by light, and Liao Fan put them directly into the backpack.