Solving the case: Wu Song travels back 97 years and becomes a detective

Back to the Third Squadron office.

After waiting for five minutes, everyone was there.

"Thank you everyone for your hard work today!"

Cao Dahua stood up, clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and said, "The director has come down. The provincial department is leading the effort and will set up a special task force with the city. The ministry will also send people to provide guidance."

All members of our Major Crimes Squad have been selected for this task force, which is expected to have two hundred people. Next, we will put aside all our current work and launch a full-scale attack on this case.

Although the ballistic test results of the bullets left at the scene are not yet available, based on the cruelty of this group and the fact that they would leave some money for the so-called local deity, it is highly likely that they were the same group that committed the shocking "Hunan-Hubei-Jiangxi series of armed robbery and murder cases".

I know they're pretty tough, but no matter how tough they are, since they've come to Gaotan, they'll have to be subdued, whether they're snakes or tigers. We have to catch them no matter what!

Don't let them leave Gotham!

Tomorrow morning at seven o'clock, we will continue yesterday's investigation.

From now on, until we catch the suspects, aside from eight hours of sleep and one hour for meals, I will dedicate all my time to investigation. I will turn Gaotan upside down and find this group of people!

"yes!"

……

The next day.

Starting at seven o'clock, Wu Song rode his motorcycle and continued yesterday's investigation work with Liu Shutong at the steel plant.

The search continued until noon, but still yielded no results.

I just stepped out of the building, ready to go to the next survey.

Wu Song heard a gurgling sound coming from Liu Shutong beside him and subconsciously turned his head to look.

"I'm sorry, Brother Song!" Liu Shutong smiled apologetically, "I exercised a lot today, and I rushed over this morning without eating much."

"Let's go then, let's eat first, and we'll talk after we finish eating." Wu Song straddled the motorcycle.

People are iron rice is steel.

I can't let my partner go hungry while I'm doing the reconnaissance.

Besides, I was hungry too.

Eat when you're hungry.

"Brother Song, where are we going to eat?" Liu Shutong asked curiously as he rode his motorcycle.

"Let's eat on Chaoyang Road."

"Huh?" Liu Shutong was taken aback for a moment, then immediately realized, "Criminals often return to the crime scene; you're planning to lie in wait for them, aren't you?"

"That's what I mean. Okay, let's go!"

I rode all the way to the vicinity of the Chaoyang Road branch.

After checking the surrounding area and parking their motorcycles, Wu Song and Liu Shutong headed towards a restaurant that mainly served stir-fries, located directly opposite the branch.

As they walked, and as they approached the restaurant, Wu Song suddenly caught a glimpse of someone surrounded by what appeared to be black mist!

Or are you seeing things?

Wu Song subconsciously turned his head to look at the restaurant on his right.

Behind the cashier stood a woman in her late thirties who was dressed somewhat elegantly and had a rather plump appearance.

Black mist was clearly swirling around her.

This person has a murder case on his hands!

A question immediately popped into Wu Song's head.

"Is there any connection between the murder this woman is responsible for and this armored truck robbery?"

Wu Song believes the probability is not small.

Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen?

The armored truck robbery occurred at this branch, and there's a restaurant right across the street from it.

Even if it's not related, you can only blame yourself for running into it.

Wu Song immediately stopped and looked up at the restaurant's name: "Fang Jie Hot Pot Restaurant".

"Shutong, let's eat here!"

Wu Song called out to Liu Shutong and went inside with her.

"You're the boss, right? What's good to eat here?" Wu Song asked as he approached the cashier, taking out a cigarette and casually turning his head to the left, looking towards the bank branch.

Although the view wasn't particularly good, the robbed ICBC branch could be seen from the cashier.

Wu Song's mind immediately went into high alert!

Does that mean that this person could see exactly when the armored trucks in front of the branch arrive and leave each day, as well as the personnel configuration, all from his own restaurant?

Even choosing to rob an armored truck on payday at the steel mill can be explained.

If you open a hot pot restaurant next to a steel mill and don't even know when the steel mill pays its employees, then the restaurant is a waste of money.

This person is a prime suspect!

Wu Song immediately labeled this middle-aged woman in his mind.

"Boss, you absolutely have to try our beef tallow hot pot! Who eats hot pot without eating spicy food?"

"Oh? Boss, you're not a local?" Wu Song noticed the difference in accent and asked.

"I'm from Chongqing. I noticed there weren't many hot pot restaurants around here, so I opened one."

"Oh!" Wu Song took the menu directly from the owner. He quickly ordered a hot pot with butter and clear broth, then slammed the menu on the table. "Just bring out this."

After saying that, Wu Song swaggered to a spot furthest from the boss but by the window, where he could see outside.

Liu Shutong sat down opposite Wu Song.

Wu Song immediately lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk about the case, and don't reveal that we are from the criminal investigation team."

"Ah!" Liu Shutong was startled, glanced around, and immediately nodded to indicate that she understood.

"Take it easy and eat!"

Halfway through the meal, when the young male waiter came to add more soup, the female owner was nowhere to be found. Wu Song smiled and handed the waiter a cigarette, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, young man."

"No, I don't smoke."

"You look quite young. Did you drop out of school and start working?" Wu Song asked.

"After finishing high school, I didn't pass any exams, so I had no choice but to find something to do."

"Have you been working here for about a year?"

"No, our hot pot restaurant has only been open for three months. How could I work here for a year? But I have been working here since it opened."

"Oh, so he's a veteran too!" Wu Song said with a smile, exchanging a few words before continuing to eat his hotpot calmly.

However, he remained outwardly calm; inwardly, he was in turmoil.

Three months since opening!

It didn't take long.

Did you open this hot pot restaurant just to observe this particular branch?

"Boss, check please!"

After paying the bill, Wu Song led Liu Shutong out of the restaurant. Liu Shutong couldn't help but call out, "Brother Song."

"Come with me!"

Wu Song didn't let her ask the question, and took Liu Shutong directly to the Chengbei District Administration for Industry and Commerce.

After showing his ID, he handed her a cigarette and said, "Could you help me find out who owns Fangjie Hot Pot Restaurant on Chaoyang Road? Make a copy of the relevant documents for me."

"The boss's name is Shen Fang, and the certificate was issued five months ago!" The staff member handed over the photocopies that Wu Song needed.

Wu Song immediately scanned the address.

They lived in the steel factory's residential area.

Oh?

Wu Song led Liu Shutong to the opposite side of that address, knocked on the door, and a middle-aged woman opened it.

"Police! Criminal Investigation Team."

"Oh, oh, what's wrong?" Hearing that it was the police, the middle-aged woman opened the iron gate outside the door. "I'm sorry, such a big thing just happened, we have to be careful."

"I understand, don't be nervous. I just want to ask if you know the person who lives across the hall?"

"Is she a woman in her thirties, quite fair-skinned, with curly hair that's a bit blonde? And she owns a hot pot restaurant?"

"Yes!" Wu Song nodded. "What else do you know? Does he live alone?"

"I think so?"

"It should be, right?" Liu Shutong looked troubled.

"It's been so long, I haven't seen anyone else. If I had to say whether there's anyone else, my cousin came to stay for two days about two weeks ago. He seems to be a relative, and he even looks a bit like me."

"That man's height."

"He was about the same height as that woman, around 1.65 meters, and about 35 years old. I really don't know anything more than that. It happened about two weeks ago, so I don't really remember what he looked like."