The Underworld Detective

I interrupted Huang Xiaotao: “Actually, it doesn't matter what this thing is. We just need to know where it is and we can find these people. ”

“Shall we go to Chen's place again?” Huang Xiaotao proposed.

When Huang Xiaotao said that, I suddenly had a question. Why didn't these people go to the studio to search? Aren't they looking for something? Why should they let go of the clues in front of them, or are they 100 percent sure they're not in that room?

Anyway, I didn't think it was necessary to do another search, and I said, "Do whatever you want with the search. We now have two tasks, one to go to the institute and ask about Chen's experience, focusing on what project he was involved in 15 years ago, and the other to find Chen's lover. ”

“Lover?” Everyone was stunned.

I picked up the tulip in the evidence bag and said, "It was no coincidence that this flower appeared at the bedside of the deceased. Eighty-nine of the ten were given by women and had an extraordinary relationship with Chen Ying. ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "Can't you tell from this flower that he has a lover? ”

I laughed, “How much money does he have in his house? Did you send someone to count it? ”

“With more than 800,000 cash in total and little money in his bank account, it appears that he was not deposited in the bank because he feared being traced.” Huang Xiaotao replied.

“Where do you think the rest of the money is?” I asked.

“Eating and drinking like this won't cost you 15 years. You mean he gave it to someone else? ”

I nodded: "Anyone who can keep so much money for him must be affectionate and more likely to love. And one more thing, Chen Ying has been hiding in Tibet for years, but have you noticed that he has never left Nanjiang City, which proves that something has‘ tied ’him here... By the way, I remember the director saying that he was poor, his wife and children ran away, find out where his wife is now? ”

We split the two ways, Sun Bingxin and Song Xingsheng went to the institute, and Huang Xiaotao and I went to investigate Chen's lover. Before I left, I said, "Well, one more thing, since we're all here, I'd like to say that Li Wenjia may be dead. ”

“What?” Huang Xiaotao said stunnedly: "We have not discussed this before and have come to a conclusion. ”

I shook my head: "We could have been fooled! ”

I gave a rough idea of my own speculation. On that day, I suddenly wondered if Sun Bingxin had any other ingredients on the powder, and it turned out to be shocking, with some crumbs and grease on it, and very fresh, seemingly left over within a week.

That is, someone crushed the drugs in a week and sprinkled them in Lee Wenga's ward with no intent.

I can't help wondering about all this, the revenge list on the wall, the escape drawings, the mysterious disappearance of Li Wenjia's body, as if all this was deliberately leading us in this direction! But to be honest, so far we have not had any evidence to prove that Li Wenjia is alive, just speculation.

If Li Wenjia is really lurking in some corner of Nanjiang City, what exactly is she waiting for? Wang Ai Dynasty, Wang Dali and many other police officers have her instructions in their heads. She can complete her revenge without a sound. Especially since I was away from Nanjiang City for a while now, this is a fantastic opportunity, which doesn't make any sense.

Then there was Chen Ying's murder, involving 23 million mysteries, which I seem to understand suddenly, this is the killer x in the sound, Li Wenjia's life and death is just his mystery, luring us to divert our attention.

After listening, Huang Xiaotao twisted his eyebrow: “Your guess is perfect, but you're not afraid of 10,000, just in case...”

“That's right, I'm going to get my evidence now!” I took out my cell phone and it was graffiti I took at Li Wenjia's ward: “Li Wenjia was a teacher at our school and should be able to find her handwriting in the archives room. I just wanted to check to see if the words on the wall were written by her. ”

“All right! It's not too late, let's get going.” Huang Xiaopeach nodded.

After we split up, Huang Xiaotao asked me where to go first. I said to go to Chen's place of residence, and she was surprised: “Didn't you just say you didn't have to go there? ”

I explained, "I'm not going to his house, I'm going to look around. ”

“What's there to investigate around, isn't it a wrecked city village?” Huang Xiao Peach is a little confused.

“It's still the tulip that gave me the question, you know, after Chen Ying committed suicide, the police immediately sent his body to the funeral home, how did his loved one find out about his death?” I looked at Yellow Peach.

“I get it! You mean, the guy lives near Chen Yingjia. ”

I corrected her and said, "Or passing by every day. ”

An hour later, we arrived at Chen Ying's residence, where there was no resident council at all and only one person had to ask. Because it's all black accounts, it's very uncooperative with the police. When we approached a family, the other party immediately waved, "I don't know, you should ask someone else." Then slammed the door open. It's like this on several occasions. It tastes really bad to close the door.

Huang Xiaotao laughed: “At this time, I need my sister's emotional intelligence to play a role. Go and prepare it with me! ”

We went to a supermarket nearby, Huang Xiaotao bought some cheap snacks, came to the house and laughed all over his face, sweetly shouting ‘Uncle and Aunt’, the success rate of this visit greatly improved.

I admire that, and of course I can't learn that trick.

After spending almost two hours, we visited the neighbors, who responded that Chen Jiao was usually very brief, had little communication with the neighbors, said he was a computer repairer, but who was poor enough to let him fix it?

One of the old ladies said she had seen a woman late at night with a child looking for Chen, and I immediately got excited and asked her what she looked like. But the old lady was dizzy and didn't see anything clearly. She remembered that the kid was a teenager and he was quite tall.

At 4: 00 p.m., Huang Xiaotao and I left the city village, and Huang Xiaotao said: “At least it has been proven that Chen Xiao does have a lover. ”

And I shrugged, "Maybe this is the woman they're looking for. ”

When Huang Xiaotao received a WeChat, she opened her eyes and swept: “We found Chen's ex-wife, look! ”

There's a skinny middle-aged woman in the photograph, and there's a boy down there, and it looks like he was born with these two bits, but there's no reference, and I don't know if it's them.

Huang Xiaotao asked: “Why don't you visit tomorrow? ”

“Okay!” I nodded.

As soon as the voice went down, I smelled a floral scent, and I looked up and found a light card full of flowers parked on the side of the road, with a lot of tulips on it, similar to what we saw at the funeral home.

At this time, the red light turned green, lightly clicked away, and I looked back, and I could see the shadow's place from this street.

I called, "Send a policeman to check the van and see if it passes here every day. ”