Reborn in 1995, Criminal Investigation Records

Later that evening, the task force met again and gave a brief report on the situation they were each responsible for.

Feng Erhei clearly stated that the person he saw the night before last was the same person who threw the bread before, and after investigation, there was no one in the entire community with a build similar to Zhu Guolong.

The packaging and debris found by the technical team confirmed that the test results of the three items were the same: the food that Feng Erhei ate, the food that Zhou Yang and Wang Chao brought back, and the food that Zhu Guolong brought back from his refrigerator.

During a visit to the state-owned cotton mill, it was learned that Deng Fangfang did indeed mention such a person, a doctor, who lived on Lingui Street, the route he took to get to work.

On Zhou Yang's side, it was confirmed that Zhu Guolong had deliberately used methods to avoid this day.

"Now I truly understand why Zhou Yang said this case was complicated!" Wang Chao exclaimed. "Did Zhu Guolong really know something that day, or was it just a coincidence?"

No one spoke, but everyone knew the truth. However, in a society governed by the rule of law, evidence is required.

"Okay, the clues are clear now. Zhou Yang, should you take charge of the next steps, or should I arrange it?" Liu Chengyu's words made everyone in the room laugh.

"Master, please don't laugh at me, you should definitely come!" Zhou Yang hurriedly waved his hand.

"I didn't mean to make fun of you. If it weren't for your ideas, this case wouldn't have gone so smoothly. I didn't expect you to give me such a big surprise!" Liu Chengyu exclaimed.

"Don't just sigh, old man. Just apply for Zhou Yang's early promotion!" Wang Chao muttered from the side.

"Master, please don't flatter me. This is the result of everyone's joint efforts. I only played a small part!" Zhou Yang nudged Wang Chao with his elbow.

"Alright, alright, the case isn't even solved yet, and we're already starting to reward everyone. Let's talk about the next steps!" Liu Chengyu's expression turned serious, and the jovial expressions of the others quickly disappeared.

"Zhou Yang and Xiao Jiale went to find the doctor mentioned by the state-owned cotton mill employee and focused on observing his physique, his relationship with the deceased, and his alibi from the previous night."

Glasses, Fang Duo, go to the city to find all the sellers who can buy that kind of hormone and yam.

Wang Chao and I will conduct a new round of interrogation of Zhu Guolong. This time, we must get something out of him!

After Liu Chengyu finished speaking, he glanced at everyone and said, "The case is progressing well so far. We've found a second suspect. The next step is to connect all the evidence. We've already found some leads, so let's all keep up the good work!" Liu Chengyu clapped his hands to encourage everyone.

"At this rate, we should be able to close the case by tomorrow at the latest, and no later than the day after. I'll treat everyone to a big meal then!"

Amidst the commotion and the clanging of tables and chairs, everyone began to perform their respective duties.

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"Zhou Yang..." Xiao Jiale, who was driving, suddenly asked in a low voice, "Why would you think of these things? The things taught in school are pretty much the same!"

Zhou Yang, who had been sitting in a lazy posture, straightened up by pulling on the top of his head with his right hand: "It's something you've heard a lot: make bold assumptions, verify carefully. Maybe you think I'm just giving you the runaround, but this is the truth. Your theoretical knowledge is far superior to mine."

As he said this, he felt that Xiao Jiale's back straightened up a little.

"The reason why criminals dare to do these things cannot be judged by common sense. Premeditated murders involve a lot of planning before and after the murder. What we need to do is to find the irrationality in these tedious and seemingly normal things."

Solving a case is sometimes like dealing with a ball of yarn. Once you find the clue, even the most tangled ball of yarn can be untangled with patience and attention to detail!

Xiao Jiale's fingers gripping the steering wheel looked a little white: "You're very capable, but how do you know so much? You arrived more than a month later than me."

I arrived a little over a month later than you, but I've lived two or three decades longer than you!

Zhou Yang sighed, "Think about it more, and read more case files when you have time."

"But I don't usually see you looking at case files!"

"Uh... just drive carefully!" Zhou Yang pretended not to hear the other person's muttering, closed his eyes and pretended to doze off; there was no way they could have a conversation today.

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On Lingui Street, clinics, some with signs and some without, are lined up everywhere.

Fortunately, the search area was relatively narrow, namely the section from the State-owned Cotton Mill to Fengdu Garden. After visiting several places, the two finally identified two companies.

One of them is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and the other is a clinic that combines Chinese and Western medicine.

"Comrades, we've had our licenses since the regulations came into effect last year. Our Li family has been practicing medicine for three generations..."

The speaker was an elderly gentleman with white hair and a youthful face. His son was over forty years old, and his wife had just given birth. The elderly gentleman was the only one seeing patients.

"Yes, Uncle Li's pharmacy has been around since my dad was a child, and it has benefited the villagers a lot..."

"That's right, my kid loves coming here. He says the corn chips and mint chips the doctor gave us are delicious..."

The two had barely exchanged a few questions when many of the other patients rushed forward to speak on their behalf.

People today are much more simple and honest than those of later generations. When they saw Zhou Yang and the other two come in, their first reaction was not to watch the excitement, but to surround them and start expressing their opinions all at once.

"Fellow villagers, we're here today just to find out what's going on, that's all. Please continue, please continue..." Zhou Yang quickly reassured everyone.

After further inquiry, it was learned that the elderly woman was very health-conscious and usually saw patients until 4 or 5 p.m., while her son needed to take care of his wife who was in postpartum confinement, so the clinic would close at most at 8 p.m.

Previously, when my wife was pregnant, it would be earlier, usually around 7 or 8 o'clock.

So, only one company remains.

Above the door, four characters, "Combination of Chinese and Western Styles," were written in bold red ink on the glass.

In front of the yellow house, there are several yellowed plastic curtains.

Zhou Yang walked to the door, gently pushed it, and found that the door was locked.

"Wait a moment!" a young voice called out, and in less than half a minute, the door was opened from the inside.

A young man wearing glasses looked at the two officers and asked, "You two officers are here to...?"

"Hello, we're here to conduct some preliminary investigations. Are you available now?" Xiao Jiale glanced at Zhou Yang, who remained silent, and replied.

"Of course, cooperating with the police is our duty. Please come in!" The man pulled on the door, making a creaking sound.

"The house is dilapidated, and the door is a bit warped!" The man smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

The two nodded amicably. The floor was made of old-fashioned mosaic tiles, with small, milky-white squares embedded in a black background, which had become somewhat worn and faded.

A glass counter stood in the middle, spotless. Behind it stood a tall Chinese medicine cabinet, its dark brown lacquered surface displaying various medicinal herbs labeled with their names: Angelica sinensis, Poria cocos, Pinellia ternata…

"I didn't expect your house to have a backyard!" Zhou Yang exclaimed, and after walking a few steps, he arrived at the backyard.

"Who are you?"

In the backyard, a girl was squatting on a small stool, her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, fiddling with an overturned old-fashioned bicycle. One tire had been removed and was submerged in an enamel basin filled with water.