Reborn in 1995, Criminal Investigation Records

Finally, when the police presented the handkerchief inside the rag doll and the hair from Zhong Tao's stomach, Xie Lixiang confessed that he was the murderer of Gong Xiaojun and Zhong Tao.

The case of the corpse-filled red bean soup that caused widespread panic in the Changleyuan community has been solved.

It started inexplicably and ended inexplicably; this was Zhou Yang's immediate impression of the case.

He had thought Xie Lixiang would refuse to plead guilty and that he could only take him down when the DNA results came out.

You should know that Liu Dake asked the bureau chief to inquire with the provincial department, and even though the case was given priority for homicide, it would still take at least three months to get the results.

Having lived two lives and seen all sorts of suspects, Zhou Yang didn't have any particular feelings about this. After receiving Liu Da's notice that he was off work, he immediately rode his bicycle home.

I've only been back for half a month since my rebirth, and I've only come back once or twice. I thought that with the accumulation of my previous life, I could live more leisurely in this life, but things didn't go as planned.

As soon as Zhou Yang parked his bicycle and entered the building, a rich aroma wafted out. He sniffed it and realized it was the smell of fried fish. His father must have caught something again.

A loud knocking sound rang out on the door.

No one answered the door.

Zhou Yang pressed his ear close to the door, listening to the television inside, which was on, and he could faintly hear his mother humming a song.

Got it!

I'm in a good mood, but I might not be able to hear my own shouts.

They knocked twice more, but still no one answered.

I instinctively reached into my pocket, only to find that I didn't have a cigarette case or lighter.

A dozen minutes later, footsteps could be heard coming from inside the building.

"Why are you standing at the door if you're not going in?" Zhou Zhenbang asked, looking surprised when he saw Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang's gaze, however, was focused on the two silver carp his father was carrying in his right hand: "They're quite big, did you buy them?"

As soon as Zhou Yang finished speaking, Zhou Zhenbang's expression turned visibly anxious: "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all. Do you think your old man needs to buy this?"

Seeing that Zhou Yang didn't seem to believe him, he continued to boast, "Our freezer is now full of fish I caught. And that's after I only kept the big ones when I brought them in. Even so, it's still packed full. You're in for a treat!"

"No, I didn't think you bought it because you came back without any cooking utensils and only carried fish!"

"No need, your Uncle Li, Uncle Wang, and Uncle Zhang are using it right now. Just send it back to me later!" Zhou Zhenbang said.

"Good heavens, you four are fishing, and you're the only one carrying the equipment?" Zhou Yang pretended to be surprised.

"What?!" Zhou Zhenbang chuckled, waving his hands. "It's mainly their location, their bait, their groundbait. Of course, it's also their lack of skill. We're all friends, I think they..."

As Zhou Zhenbang was speaking, the heavy iron door slammed open.

Cen Yingyue looked at Zhou Zhenbang, who was carrying a fish in one hand and had a proud expression on his face, and her face instantly changed to one of disgust: "Alright, alright, here we go again, here we go again!"

Upon seeing Zhou Yang, his mood instantly brightened: "Yangyang's back! Come in quickly, your dad's gone mad now, he has to show him off to everyone he meets!"

Before he could explain, Zhou Yang was pulled into the house by his mother.

Looking at the steaming oil in the kitchen and the faint smell of fish in the air, Zhou Yang knew that they would most likely be eating fish tonight.

As he expected, as night fell, the family sat on the sofa and chatted idly.

"Son, where did you hear about this bait? Is it... patented?" Zhou Zhenbang moved closer to Zhou Yang, nudged his arm with his elbow, and asked in a low voice.

Zhou Yang turned his head: "Huh? No, I figured this out myself. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that Lao Li, Lao Wang, and Lao Zhang said that such a good product can be patented, and then we can set up a factory to make it directly, and we can definitely make a fortune!" Zhou Zhenbang said 'casually,' but Zhou Yang could still see the probing element in the other party's expression.

"Dad!" Zhou Yang sat up straight. "I started this to make you happy. If you're interested, you can give it a try. But you've never done business before, and whether it's renting a factory, processing, or registering the business, you have to do it step by step..."

"I know, I know, I was just asking casually!" Zhou Zhenbang nodded quickly. "I was just asking casually, let's watch TV!"

"Tch, were you just asking casually!" Cen Yingyue must have overheard the father and son's conversation. "That money is for our son's wedding and household expenses. Don't try to get any ideas from me. We've known each other for decades; don't you know whether I'm cut out for business or not?"

"Hehe..." Zhou Zhenbang chuckled, but didn't reply.

Zhou Yang thought he would be too tired to sleep in the next day after a few days of work, but when the time came, he couldn't fall asleep no matter how much he tossed and turned, so he simply got up and ran along the Hong Kong waterfront.

The same outfit and the same route as last time.

This time, however, I didn't encounter the little girl with her schoolbag who couldn't find her way.

Zhou Yang remembered that her name seemed to be Geng Yan.

"Young man! Young policeman!" Zhou Yang didn't know who he was being called at first, but when he heard the awkward title "Young policeman," he stopped in his tracks.

Not far away, an auntie was waving at the people she had sold.

Zhou Yang pointed to himself, and the aunt nodded eagerly and walked towards him.

"Auntie, did you call me?" Zhou Yang ran a few steps to greet her.

"Young man, do you remember me?" the aunt greeted Zhou Yang shyly.

"I remember, of course I remember!" Zhou Yang smiled at her. "What's wrong, Auntie? Is there something you need?"

He remembered this woman; the last time he identified himself as a police officer, it was this woman who called out to that old man Chu and then made a phone call to the municipal bureau.

"Hehe..." The aunt chuckled, her expression slightly tense, and said, "We encounter problems and go to the police, but they can't solve them. Can we come to you?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhou Yang with a hopeful expression.

Zhou Yang was taken aback. He had encountered this kind of situation many times and explained it countless times, but out of professional habit, he still asked, "Auntie, please tell me what happened first, I want to hear it!"

This woman, named Lü Cuicui, lives on the third floor of an old residential building not far away. A week ago, she was cooking at home when she suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the door. Through the iron gate, she saw an elderly man smashing her front door with a chair.

She was terrified. She grabbed a stick and stood guard at the door, yelling at the other person in an attempt to scare them away.

But the other party acted as if they didn't see it and continued to slam the iron gate with stool after stool.

Just as she was about to break down, two young men came up from downstairs, pulled the old man back to the apartment opposite hers, and slammed the door shut.

The remaining person told him not to be nervous, that they were new residents and that the elderly woman in their family had mental health issues, and that today's incident was an accident. They assured him that they would take good care of the elderly woman from now on and would not cause her any more trouble.

Lu Cuicui's tense nerves gradually relaxed. Thinking that they were all neighbors, she decided to accept the loss and not pursue the matter.

But little did she know, this was just the beginning; what followed was something that would cause her unbearable pain.