Reborn in 1995, Criminal Investigation Records

Therefore, another characteristic was added to the list of suspects: a connection to the Changleyuan community.

As for what kind of relationship it is, it is currently unknown and needs to be discovered.

January 12th, two days after the incident, one day before Gong Hongxing's three-day deadline.

"Hey, what's Zhou Yang looking at?" Dai Yan leaned over to look at the paper in his hand.

"Oh, this is the work list for the logistics department of Changleyuan Community!" Zhou Yang replied, then looked at the list again.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang!" Wang Chao's loud voice rang out, attracting everyone's attention, as well as Zhou Yang's eye roll.

There was nothing he could do; he had warned him many times already.

But this guy insisted on calling me that, so there was nothing I could do but let him be.

"Brother Yang, this is what the technical team just brought over. Teacher Wang said it contains what you need!" Wang Chao jogged over and handed two pages of paper to Zhou Yang.

"Thanks, Brother Chao..." Zhou Yang said, his eyes drawn to the contents of the report.

This report is based on Zhou Yang's inquiry to Wang Zhenhai yesterday, asking if it's possible to determine a rough timeframe by examining the debris from the deceased's wounds.

Wang Zhenhai, a seasoned technician, lived up to his reputation. Yesterday he was full of complaints, and today he has produced this report.

The report indicated that, based on the oxidation reaction of the debris and the analysis of the edges, combined with Wang Zhenhai's experience, it was determined that the debris had been there for more than a week.

In other words, these debris had been inside the lock for more than a week before they landed on Gong Xiaojun's head.

More than a week?

Zhou Yang stood up from his seat. When Fang Duo saw him like this, she guessed that he must have made a new discovery or had something that needed to be verified, so she quickly stood up as well, wanting to join him.

But someone was faster than him!

Wang Chao jumped up: "I'll go get the car!"

Zhou Yang turned to see Fang Duo had already stood up: "Sister Duo, could you please make a trip to the Housing and Construction Bureau or a relevant agency to find the historical records of Changleyuan Community from its planning to its completion?"

After saying that, he quickly left the office and jogged to the 212 bus: "Changleyuan Residential Area, quick!"

Wang Chao was already a fast driver, and when he heard Zhou Yang say the word "fast," he practically glued his foot to the accelerator.

"What are we doing?" Dai Yan watched the three of them leave, leaving only himself and Xiao Jiale in the room.

"Continue the visits!" Xiao Jiale said, stood up, picked up his notebook and left, followed by a bewildered Dai Yan. Was this considered grouping?

Zhou Yang only then realized that he was still holding the report in his hand. Just as he was about to put it away, he discovered that there was another copy behind him.

"Oh, that's the rag doll we brought back yesterday!" Wang Chao glanced at it. "Teacher Wang practically took that thing apart and finally found a piece of fabric."

Zhou Yang nodded. It was written in the report, and there were also photos.

Judging from the picture, it is a square object, similar to a handkerchief, with what appears to be some dried substance on it.

Zhou Yang clenched his fist. This must be the thing Zhong Tao wanted to use to test DNA. It was worth risking his life to preserve it.

Just like Zhou Yang had thought before, with this thing, no matter if it's been five, ten, or twenty years, with the advancement of technology, criminals will eventually be arrested and brought to justice.

However, he didn't want to wait that long.

The purpose of this handkerchief was known to Zhong Tao, who was already dead.

Another person in the know is probably Chung Yue, but she certainly can't identify them now, nor can she explain their origins.

Therefore, if this is evidence, how to use it is the most important thing.

"Brother Yang, if Zhong Tao really knows who the killer is and senses his own danger, since he's already left this thing, why doesn't he slip a letter inside as well?"

Wang Chao, who was driving, had obviously also read the report: "It listed the murderer, saying things like, 'If I die, it's who did it, and they should arrest him,' and so on."

Zhou Yang smiled but didn't say anything.

Because he didn't understand either. Perhaps he was afraid his family would be in danger again? Or perhaps Zhong Tao himself wasn't sure? Or maybe it was too late?

This question clearly has no answer.

Some people are used to being honest, and even if they know they are going to die, they dare not use violent means of resistance, perhaps because they are afraid of causing trouble for others.

......

The car braked suddenly, the front of the car lurched forward, and the two people got out of the car.

Wang Chao remained silent, following Zhou Yang with a serious expression.

Based on his memory, Zhou Yang groped his way to the tool shed, which was about ten square meters in size, where he saw a padlock on the door.

"Should we open it?" Wang Chao asked in a low voice when he saw Zhou Yang frowning.

"No, no, no, it can't be that bad!" Zhou Yang hurriedly waved his hand. He remembered that the people here had said before that the tools inside were open and residents could borrow them. Why were they locked up today?

After inquiring around the neighborhood, the two found their workplace, also in this residential complex, a two-bedroom apartment on the first floor.

"Hey? Two police officers!" A voice rang in Zhou Yang's ears as soon as he entered the room.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a white shirt and appearing to be in his thirties or forties, greeted them: "Hello, gentlemen. I'm the person in charge here. My name is Cheng Xun!"

Zhou Yang nodded: "I remember you. Sorry to bother you again, I just saw that tool shed..."

"Oh, we've learned our lesson from last time. That room is locked now. If you need any tools, our people will go and get them!"

Cheng Xun invited the two to sit down, and then took two cups of tea and handed them to them.

Zhou Yang took it and thanked him, saying, "Brother Cheng, is there a private place where we can ask you a few questions?"

Cheng Xun's expression changed for a moment, but then relaxed: "Yes, yes, come to my office, please!"

"I'd like to know more about these two!" As soon as Cheng Xun closed the door, Zhou Yang spread the list he had taken earlier on the table and pointed to a spot.

Cheng Xun glanced at the paper and saw Zhou Yang's finger hovering over two names: Ding Longlong and Xie Lixiang.

It was the two plumbers who had previously discovered the body.

Xie Lixiang was the first person to discover the body, but he was so frightened that he lost his speech and trembled the whole time. The subsequent conversation was between Ding Longlong and Zhou Yang.

"What can I say about these two?" Cheng Xun pondered for a moment. "Xiao Ding and Xiao Xie were arguably the two youngest among us, it's just a pity!"

Zhou Yang interrupted him: "What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that ever since that incident, the one on the rooftop, Xiao Xie's mental state seems to have deteriorated. He probably won't be able to continue for much longer!" Cheng Xun sighed.

At this point, he felt a little regretful, who would have thought that a plumber could encounter such a thing.

"Could you please tell me about these two people, about their lives, their work, everything?" Zhou Yang nodded in agreement and continued.

Cheng Xun nodded, asked no further questions, and began his explanation: "Xiao Ding is a rather honest person, while Xiao Xie is more clever and quick-witted..."