crime shadow [criminal investigation]

Taking the address given by Liu Tingfeng, Jiang Bei decided to go to the former director of the trace inspection department of the Qinghe District Bureau. Wen Yu's road is not easy, so try another road.

Jiang Nan still didn't forget to squeeze the subway to feel the fireworks, or he wanted to get revenge on Jiang Bei for disturbing his dream, and he pulled people into the turbulent crowd.

Not everyone has weekends and weekends. Most people are busy with their lives, exchanging time for money. The subway on Saturday morning is still overcrowded, and there are naturally no vacancies.

Jiangnan carried his breakfast and watched as Goubuli steamed stuffed buns were squeezed into Goubuli "pancakes".Jiang Bei stayed in the small space Jiang Nan set up for him, and asked, "Have you felt the smoke and fire in the world?"

The subway stopped halfway, and the black and white heads rushed to squeeze into the carriage.Jiang Nan was wearing an anti-smog mask and a baseball cap, covering most of his face. He couldn't see whether he was happy or unhappy. He just put his head down and put a straw in the milk, and then handed it to Jiang Bei's mouth: "I feel it, it's not just the fireworks, And a mixture of nitrogen, hydrogen, and carbon dioxide."

Jiang Bei took a sip of milk with his hands, his eyes gliding across Jiang Nan's distinct eyelashes, and then lightly moved away.

The two got off the subway at Chaoyang Xinju Station. They said it was a "new house", but it was actually the first batch of commercial houses in early 2000, some years ago.Fortunately, in order to tidy up the city appearance, the original mottled outer wall was painted with new paint. If you don't walk in, you don't know how dilapidated the inside is.

Jiang Bei bypassed the garbage cans that no one had cleared and went upstairs, knocked on the closed door, and unexpectedly, someone opened the door soon.There was an anti-theft chain hanging in the house, and only a crack was opened. The young woman stood behind the door and asked timidly, "What's the matter?"

"Excuse me, I came to visit Mr. Tong Hui." Jiang Bei said.

The former director of the trace inspection department is called Tong Hui.

The eyes of the woman in the room rolled, as if observing how many people were outside the room.Seeing that it was two people, she thought it was the police. Generally, the police usually visit in groups of two or three.

"Can you show me your police ID?"

Jiang Bei froze for a moment, the woman was not only vigilant, but also guessed that he was a policeman.He held up his work card to the crack of the door so that the woman could see clearly.

"Have the police come to you before?"

The woman nodded, confirmed Jiang Bei's information, and pointed to Jiang Nan: "Where's yours?"

Jiang Nan wrinkled his nose. He even had his driver's license confiscated, and the only document that could prove his identity was forgotten at home.

The woman didn't wait for his ID, so she said sorry and was about to close the door.

Jiang Bei held the doorknob, and patiently explained to the woman: "He's not a policeman, but me... um... brother. I have something to ask Mr. Tong Hui, can I meet him?"

Jiang Nan repeatedly chewed on the word "brother", thinking that it was wrong, but it seemed to be right.

The woman bowed her head and thought for a while before asking, "What's the matter? I'll ask Uncle Tong for you."

"About what happened six years ago," Jiang Bei said, "Mr. Tong is your uncle? Did he tell you not to open the door to the police?"

"It's my landlord. I call him Uncle." The woman took out her mobile phone and seemed to be sending a message to Tong Hui. "He rented the house to me cheaply, and asked me to help keep an eye out for the police who came to the door."

Jiang Bei asked, "Why did the other police officers seek Mr. Tong?"

The woman glanced at Jiang Bei, as if unwilling to say more about this topic: "Uncle Tong agrees with you, but he doesn't live here, I'll copy the address for you, wait a minute."

The door never opened wide, and Jiang Bei saw the woman walk to the tea table through the gap, squatted down to find paper and pens, and came back after a while: "Uncle Tong told you to look for him here."

Jiang Bei took the note, and before he could thank her, the woman slammed the door shut.

"..."

"Brother, she doesn't like to see you very much." Jiang Nan fanned the flames.

Jiang Bei looked at him and couldn't help turning his baseball cap 360 degrees. Due to static electricity, his head exploded when he took it off.

If the younger brother picked up is not used for playing, it is meaningless.

Jiang Bei threw the hat back to him, turned around and walked down the stairs contentedly, and unfolded the note given by the woman. The address on it was not a residential area, but a old-fashioned local restaurant.

Jiang Nan followed behind, resting his head on Jiang Bei's shoulder, and said: "This Mr. Tong is a weird person. He was afraid that the police would find him, so he moved, and even chose a restaurant with a lot of people to meet him; he was also afraid that the police would find him." If you can’t find him, let the tenant pay attention to him and check on him.”

"It shouldn't be because he is afraid that the police will find him." Jiang Bei said, "I only told the tenant that it happened six years ago, and Tong Hui agreed to meet him. He knew what was going on in his heart. If he really took away Physical evidence, if this matter is exposed, he will be held accountable regardless of whether he resigns or not, and if he is afraid, he can refuse me."

As Jiang Bei was walking, he suddenly felt a lightness in his shoulders. Looking back, Jiang Bei was standing on a higher staircase, with the brim of his hat pulled down so that he could not see his expression clearly: "So, he is hiding from other people. "

"Probably."

"Do you still remember Zhang Xiaowei who defended Sun Yihang?" Jiang Nan jumped straight down the steps and landed precisely in front of Jiang Bei.

"Remember," Jiang Bei said in a deep voice, "Zhang Xiaowei is very famous. It's really surprising that he would defend Sun Yihang. I thought he was eager to find a scapegoat, so he coaxed and tricked Sun Yihang into writing a confession to help the real The murderer is exonerated, but what is there for Wen Hongliang to make him do this? I can't figure it out."

"What if Zhang Xiaowei didn't want to help Wen Hongliang?" Jiang Nan used to ask questions to give the other party time to think.

Jiang Bei's heart moved: "Before defending Sun Yihang, Zhang Xiaowei only litigated for rich people. Do you want to say that some of these people have backgrounds?"

"Let your imagination run wild, think boldly," Jiang Nan touched the bite mark on Jiang Bei's neck, "Maybe someone is the Chosen One? Mr. Tong couldn't afford it, so he ran away with the evidence."

Jiang Bei grabbed the bad hand, but unexpectedly it was held backwards.

Jiang Nan led him to explore his Adam's apple, rubbing it crisply and itchyly, and swallowing in a pleasing way.This person does not repeat his tricks. Even though Jiang Bei had done a lot of yellowing when he was at the grassroots level, he was a little overwhelmed when he met such a shameless person. After a little taste, he withdrew his hand and said seriously:

"During the interrogation, I lied to Wen Hongliang that there was a lawyer's investigation information. He obviously didn't know about it, and even confessed that he knew Wang Yuqi. From this point of view, Wen Hongliang did not know Zhang Xiaowei. As for Sun Yihang, it is even more impossible. Sun Yihang As soon as the 'confession' was made, the case was closed immediately, no one brought it up after the process was completed, and the only ones left were Wang Yuqi and—”

Jiang Bei paused. In addition to these few people involved in the Yachun Middle School case, there was also Cheng Ye as a witness, but Wen Hongliang said that what he did had nothing to do with Cheng Ye.

Who does that matter?After Sun Yihang admitted his "crime", the case was closed without further investigation, which resulted in this person being excluded from the case from the beginning to the end, and Sun Yihang's "confession" made Zhang Xiaowei frightened.

Zhang Xiaowei was in a hurry to close the case, was he trying to protect this person?

Jiang Nan didn't wait for Jiang Bei's next words, and shook his hand in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking about how to catch Wen Hongliang." Jiang Bei gave him a deep look, and changed the topic, "It is a bit difficult for Wen Yu and Xu Yinlian to investigate. If there is insufficient evidence, they can get bail. If Wen Hongliang is allowed to run away, it will be difficult to catch him again." Yes. Let’s see if we can find a breakthrough in Wang Yuqi’s case.”

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Coming out of the subway station is Ning'an City's Gudao Old Street, Yishui's wooden antique houses, and the merchants inside sell some weird handicrafts.On weekends, citizens like to bring the elderly and children here to pass the time. When there are more people, a food street will be born. The old Sanyang local restaurant is on the adjacent street.

A skinny man was wearing a T-shirt, carrying a cloth shopping bag bulging with fresh sweet potato tips.The man walked to the local restaurant with ease, and the waiter quickly greeted him. After a brief exchange, he took the man to the corner box on the second floor.

Tong Hui called the waiter back, pushed open the door, and saw a well-wrapped young man, he was stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Tong?" Jiang Bei had been waiting for a long time, thinking that Tong Hui couldn't live here, so he deliberately picked a place far away from home to meet, so he came late.Jiang Bei stood up and said, "I am from the Criminal Police Detachment of the City Bureau. This is my younger brother. He has just been discharged from the hospital. The doctor suggested to take precautions."

Jiang Nan readily accepted the identity of "the younger brother just discharged from the hospital", coughed a few times, and nodded slightly at Tong Hui.

Only then did Tong Hui close the door with his backhand, dragged the chair away and sat down: "Xiaoqian told me, that's why you came here?"

Jiang Bei didn't beat around the bush, and said directly: "About the Yuchun Middle School case six years ago, the 'prisoner' said that there was one missing piece of evidence that could prove his innocence. One painting is missing, but the investigation report was signed by you. To be honest, there have been two cases that are exactly the same as that case. I am not here to hold you accountable, but if the murderer cannot be caught, there may be more people were killed."

Tong Hui was silent for a long time, rubbing the furrows between his brows, his eyes covered with gloom, and finally said: "That case... I don't know what the problem is, there are five murder cases if not one thousand. Bai, but... can I have a cigarette?"

"Please."

Tong Hui's hand shaking the ignition, took another deep breath, and said with difficulty: "Tingfeng told you, right? At that time, he quarreled with me about this case, and he didn't say a word to me until I resigned." .”

Jiang Bei: "Why?"

"Doubt me," Tong Hui showed a very weak and self-deprecating smile, "He is a genius, he can tell at a glance that the site survey report I handed in is wrong, and he quarreled with me about it until someone... seems to be named Sun The plea is over."

"You took the painting, right?" Jiang Nan asked straight to the point.

This question is too straightforward. Tong Hui was stunned for a second, then nodded lightly: "Yes. Actually, according to the rules, no one is allowed to touch the items at the scene of the crime before the technicians arrive. You have to wait for someone to come and take pictures to collect evidence , we are the first to deal with it, except for blood stains, it is very simple to secretly erase a fingerprint or footprint, Tingfeng suspects me for no reason."

"I understand, there is blood on the painting." Jiang Jiang said, "You suspect that it was left when the murderer smashed the frame, so naturally you have to take it back for inspection."

"That's right," Tong Hui probably regarded Jiangnan as a member of the Municipal Bureau, and didn't hide it, "Aside from the bloodstains, there are also a few fingerprints. If such things are found at the scene, they must be sent for inspection. I did this. But there are usually a lot of people coming in and out of the scene, and there are dozens of students and teachers alone. I originally planned to propose to Tingfeng, asking him to find those who did not have an alibi to compare one by one, but the result... ..."

Tong Hui lit another cigarette, and the light blue smoke enveloped him, with an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes.

"There was an accident," Jiang Jiang took his words, "You didn't know the suspect at the time, so there was no need to frame him. The only possibility is that something happened that frightened you. This incident made you give up the comparison. But the painting actually existed, so you had no choice but to take the painting away and modify the list of items so that it completely disappeared in front of the police.”

"I..." Tong Hui buried his face in his palm, his voice trembling, "My daughter is gone."