Criminal Investigation Notes

In the afternoon, the library gave feedback that Zhang Peicai had borrowed the Nancheng newspaper from the year 18 years ago, and it was more than one newspaper. Although this was found out, the scope was a bit wide.

That year, it should be the year after the 519 case. Song Wen was still a kid at the time, and he was probably in the second grade of elementary school. The memory of that year was blurred, but vaguely remembered it was a disaster year, various natural and man-made disasters. Troubles continue.

Song Wen ordered the two co-policemen to go to the library to fetch the newspapers from that time and make a photocopy.

At the same time, Zhu Xiao retrieved Wang Qichao's identity and information, tried to make a call, and made several calls in a row, but the user you were calling was not in the service area.

Fu Linjiang frowned and asked Song Wen, "Is this guy running away?"

"Probably not. If you escape, at least change your cell phone." Song Wen looked at Wang Qichao's information. He was a fat man who was not tall. He thought about it and took something from the table. "Go, let's go together. Go and take a look." This person's information was also registered in the previous police system, and there was also a factory address on it.The factory was Wang Qichao's own house, and it was remodeled so that the house and board were all inside, so the monk could not run to the temple.

The two drove the police car all the way to the factory area, and they saw a one-story factory building from a long distance.Fu Linjiang checked the house numbers one by one. He didn't report any hope, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw a fat man sneaking out of the factory building.The fat man turned around and ran when he saw that it was a police car.Song Wen's car stepped on the accelerator and a drift blocked the fat man.When everyone met, it was Wang Qichao, who saved a lot of trouble.

"Wang Qichao!" Fu Linjiang called his name, reached out from the co-pilot to show his ID, and said as he got out of the car, "Do you know why we are looking for you?"

Wang Qichao took the certificate and looked at it, his face slightly changed color: "You criminals...you still care about my cooking bag? Isn't it a dead man?" He licked his lips and put on an aggrieved expression. Said, "Although I cut corners a little bit, it is definitely not that lethal. Is there any misunderstanding about the police officer? And I sell it so cheap..."

Song Wen locked the police car and snorted from the side: "What is a good thing to make a cooking bag? I'm very proud of you."

Wang Qichao sneered: "I am a market economy, and I conform to market requirements. If no one buys this, ghosts will do it."

Fu Linjiang asked him back: "Do you eat that thing?" In the previous video, the materials were not washed. They were piled on the ground by workers and trampled on. Various moldy ingredients and cheap meat were mixed directly. The chili and the condiments are mixed together, which makes people disgusting.

Wang Qichao shook his head obediently, and whispered: "I was thinking about...I don't do it, but someone else does it..." He never eats what he makes himself, and whoever eats it is unlucky.

Song Wen and Fu Linjiang walked into the factory building. It was indeed remodeled. There were a few cooking machines in the hall with dust on them.

Wang Qichao hurriedly followed in: "I have already washed my hands in the golden basin, and now I am the only one living here."

Fu Linjiang said, "What did you sneak up on before?"

"I... go to the toilet..." Wang Qichao stammered back.

Song Wen reached out and pointed at the toilet symbol on the side door, directly exposing his lie: "Then this is a display?"

Wang Qichao smiled hard, rubbed his hands and said, "Isn't this a police car? I'm nervous. This toilet is not easy to flush." ​​There is no truth in the three sentences.

Song Wen began to look at the surrounding environment, while Fu Linjiang took out Zhang Peicai's photo for him to identify: "Do you know the person in the photo?"

"Zhang Peicai, I also know when turned into ashes. This guy fucking undercover in my factory for three months. I treat him as a brother. He eats and drinks well. He stabbed me in the back with a backhand and took my family. It was exposed to the sky." Wang Qichao said at this point, only then did he react, opening his mouth wide, "It's not... he is dead?"

Fu Linjiang nodded, took out a pile of documents, and shook it in front of Wang Qichao's eyes: "This is evidence that you once threatened Zhang Peicai."

The corners of Wang Qichao’s mouth twitched, as if suppressing the joy in his heart, he eagerly retorted, “I’m so angry that I cursed a few words. If you say that I really kill someone, I’ll run away soon, and I’ll stay here. Did you catch it? And... Have you... found the body?"

Fu Linjiang said: "Naturally, why did we look for you without finding a corpse?"

Wang Qichao lowered his head as he said, "That's right, I make a catering bag, and I can throw the body out? There are several meat grinders in my factory."

When Fu Linjiang heard this, his hairs stood up: "You are ready to be a human bun, right?"

"Don't, Comrade Police, I just said it casually, and you can check it out." Wang Qichao immediately admitted, "I wanted to hire someone to beat him up, but right, this surnamed Zhang is alert. No one is in the shadows, so a person who can deceive me for a while, how can he get into my hands... and I also heard people say that he is no longer having trouble with us, go and investigate The big news is gone."

"Big news? What big news?" Fu Linjiang asked.

Wang Qichao said: "Naturally, it is the big news that can shake Nancheng. Compared to my small workshop, it is like a bug on the ground. It is not worth mentioning. But I don't know what to investigate."

Song Wen had been listening to two people talking just now. Taking advantage of this time, he walked around the house and outside the house. At this time, he walked over and said: "You are well informed, as if you know we are coming. Are you whispering?"

Wang Qichao's body stiffened: "No! No! No matter how well I am, no one will have anything to do with your criminal police." Then he bit his mouth to death, and said no more useful news.

Seeing nothing to ask, Fu Linjiang stuffed a business card into Wang Qichao's hand, and told him that he had clues about Zhang Peicai to report in time, and then followed Song Wen out.

"The surname Wang should not be the murderer. But..." Song Wen opened the door while speaking and sat in the driver's seat. "Notify the police of the food safety department and the branch that he must be back to work with such a heavy flavor."

Fu Linjiang was taken aback, "That machine is not empty..."

Song Wen started the car: "It's set for inspection. And the location is different from that in the video. It lacks a few machines. It's probably underground, so his mobile phone can't get through."

After listening to Song Wen's words, Fu Linjiang suddenly realized.When they entered the door before, Wang Qichao ran away just trying to lead them away.The king behind watched them leave, obviously relieved.

Fu Linjiang remembered the relevant news he had seen before: "Did he not be investigated here before? It has only been shut down for three months."

"Probably spent money and ran away. His factory was shut down, and the loss was a lot a day. Compared to huge profits, that fine is nothing." Song Wen added an explanation, "Zhang Pei just broke his financial path before. He has to jump his feet. But now, he doesn't rush, and he doesn't hold that much hate when he mentions Zhang Peicai. He must have returned to work and has no time to talk about it."

Fu Linjiang sighed, took out his mobile phone and called the brother department. After the notification, he said, "I hope I can gain more this time. I can simply seize and arrest people."

The two went all the way back to the police station. As soon as they walked in, they saw a strange man walking into their office carrying a bag. He walked to the door of the office, his eyes were still looking around. Song Wen saw that the man was a new face. Asked: "Who are you looking for?"

The man asked: "Is Cheng Xiaobing there?" After speaking, he pointed to the clothes inside the shirt, "I'm delivering food." He opened the collar and revealed the yellow shirt inside.

Song Wen heard this, and said, "This is the city bureau. Take-out and express delivery can only be delivered to the reception area, not directly in." Not to mention any confidential files, it is not good that the case on the whiteboard is seen.At this time, just after lunch, it was the time when the whole police station was at its most slack, so a food delivery guy swaggered in.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Team Song." Cheng Xiaobing rushed all the way out of the evidence room, took the takeaway from the man, and waved his hand to signal the takeaway to leave.When he turned around, he saw that Song Wen’s face was still calm and smiled, “Team Song, I’m not working overtime for the most recent case. Did I miss the meal in the cafeteria? It’s also a good intention for the deliveryman to come in. I will mark it next time. Not anymore."

The old Jia on the side joined in the excitement and walked over to look at the outside of Cheng Xiaobing's bag: "Yo! Milk tea, fat!"

Cheng Xiaobing's mouth didn't forgive him: "Uncle Jia, you can talk about me after reducing your belly."

Old Jia snorted, "The little girl is brave and dares to order takeaway! I should really show you the previous video."

Cheng Xiaobing hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't don't, I don't want to watch!"

Zhu Xiao laughed after hearing this: "She did the material evidence. She hasn't seen anything disgusting. She is afraid to watch the video? Those forensic doctors still love to eat internal organs."

Seeing someone help him to speak, Cheng Xiaobing spit out his tongue: "Yes, I can't see, I'm not upset, I don't care to eat and I'm not sick. Besides, I have no one to bring food."

People in half of the office turned their heads to look at Song Wen, their eyes were meaningful.

Song Wen coughed: "It's all so idle? Has the testimony been sorted out? Has the case been solved? What about the evidence report?"

After hearing this, everyone bowed their heads, and Cheng Xiaobing didn't dare to stop, and hurriedly took the takeaway and walked to the evidence room.

After a busy afternoon, all kinds of testimony and testimony related materials were gradually sorted out, but he still knew nothing about the person who kidnapped Zhang Peicai.Wang Qichao is not the murderer, they can only hope that there are clues in the mysterious woman Zhang Mingxuan said.

Song Wen took the whiteboard marker and wrote Zhang Peicai's name on the whiteboard, and then he simply drew a map of the area where Zhang Peicai was found. They could not even verify where Zhang Peicai was imprisoned after his disappearance and before he was killed.

This is the first time Song Wen has encountered this kind of case. It has been two days since the crime happened. Is the murderer of the case a man or a woman, two people alone?When the crime was committed, where was the scene of the crime, and what the motive for the murder was, it is all unknown...

He felt like he was in a cloud of fog, carrying a lamp in his hand, but he couldn't see what was ahead when he lifted it up.That light is not enough to pierce the fog and illuminate the direction ahead.

But Song Wen felt that he should move forward.He seems to be playing a chess game with an invisible opponent on the opposite side.

When it was about to get off work, Song Wen couldn't help rummaging Zhang Peicai's credit record again. He wanted to see if he could find any clues from it, at least who could find that woman.

As expected, as Zhu Xiao said, Zhang Peicai bought luxury goods that were not for girls.Song Wen flipped through it, and suddenly there was a flash of light in his mind. Those luxury stores generally have cameras installed. Can you find the mysterious woman in the images of the stores?

After having thoughts, Song Wen sorted out Zhang Peicai's shopping expenses list.

According to the time and place of payment, he quickly made a list.

It was 7 o'clock in the evening, Song Wen checked the time and drove directly to the city center.

The high-end shopping mall in Nancheng where luxury goods are purchased is located in the middle of the city. This area has a unique architecture and is always busy with traffic.

Song Wen only occasionally made appointments with friends here. Those expensive luxury items were only seen in the window. He parked the police car in the underground parking lot and walked all the way.

This is a pedestrian street with a roof. The whole building is like a glass world, with huge glass curtain walls hanging down everywhere. Each luxury store is designed independently, or two or three floors, with huge advertising signs. Promoting new products of the season.

Song Wen walked into the first store, the clerk at the door swept his eyes quickly with bowing, looked at him from top to bottom, and greeted him with a smile, but his expression was stiff, as if he had already been determined. Not a potential customer.

Song Wen didn’t talk nonsense. He took the police officer’s ID and explained his intentions. I hope they can cooperate. The clerk suddenly became embarrassed: "Sir, I’m sorry, this, we don’t have a few cameras in this store, and it’s to prevent products from being produced. The lost ones will be kept for a week at most. Your time is a little longer, and it is estimated that it will be covered long ago... and we don’t have permission yet. Would you like to leave a contact information and we will apply with the store manager. I have news to reply to you? "

Song Wen observed the location of several cameras in the store, and then asked a few more questions about the purchase situation that day. The clerk asked three questions.Song Wen took out Zhang Peicai's photo, and the clerk shook his head again and said that he had no impression.

Song Wen sighed, walked out of this shop and went to the second shop, the result was still the same.Seeing nothing to ask, Song Wen couldn't help frowning, rolling up his sleeves, standing at the door of the luxury store, thinking about what to do next, whether it was shop by shop asking about the past or thinking of something.

In the past, Song Wen had various methods to deal with criminals, but there was no way to deal with the little girl who painted makeup in this luxury store and said sorry when she opened her mouth, and bowed again and again, but couldn't ask anything.He was thinking whether to obtain the image by other methods, but suddenly saw a person walking out of the shop diagonally across.

The man was tall and thin, had a tall and straight posture, and had particularly slender legs. In this environment, he was not overshadowed by the models on those brands.The distance was a little far apart, Song Wen thought he was wrong, reached out his hand and wiped his eyes, but saw that the man turned to him and walked straight in this direction. It wasn't Lu Siyu who was it.