The little catcher in the police station

According to this line of thinking, three lines in parallel will eventually gain something.

After the group got off the highway, they parted ways according to their respective directions.

Zhaoyang Changkou Village.

Jiang Hao and the others quickly found Cui Deren's home based on their household registration address.

At this moment, the door of their house was ajar, Xu Danying stepped forward and knocked on the door, and a rural woman came out from the back room. This person was Cui Deren's wife Tian Fang.

"Who are you looking for?"

"You are Tian Fang, right? We are the policeman who spoke with you yesterday. This is my ID. We need to confirm with you face to face. Do you think it is convenient for us to get in?"

Tian Fang looked at them suspiciously, then opened the door: "Come in!"

"Are you alone at home?"

"My child has gone to school, and I am the only one at home."

This is an ordinary rural family. After seeing Tian Fang herself, Jiang Hao found that her complexion was not very good, and she looked very haggard.

"What are you doing here today?"

Hearing Tian Fang's question, Xu Danying glanced at Jiang Hao, indicating that he should do the talking.

Jiang Hao nodded, took out a photo from his bag, and handed it to the other party: "Look, is the dress in the photo your husband's?"

The clothes in the photo were taken off the body of the deceased. Although the clothes were very dirty due to the decay of the body, the original color could hardly be seen.

But the basic shape of clothes and shoes can still be seen.

After Tian Fang took the photo, she only looked at it for a while, then held the photo to her chest, tears streaming down her cheeks like broken pearls.

Because the clothes in the photo belonged to her husband!

"I knew it, I knew it, told him not to go, but he didn't listen, and he didn't think about it, how could the pie in the sky fall on him!"

Tian Fang regretted it very much, and hated herself for not persevering at the beginning. It is too late to say anything now!

She wiped her tears, looked at Jiang Hao and asked, "Where did he die?"

Jiang Hao didn't answer, but looked at her solemnly, and asked seriously: "Are these clothes really Cui Deren's?"

Tian Fang nodded: "I recognize my man's clothes!"

"You said on the phone that he was called out by someone. Do you know this person?"

"I don't know him, but I heard my man call him a mouse!"

At this time, Jiang Hao also took out the portrait and asked, "Is it this person?"

"Yes, that's him. He was the one who came to pick up my man that day."

Seeing the portrait in Jiang Hao's hand, Tian Fang said excitedly.

"What did your husband do before? Do you know what they are doing this time?"

"He is just a broker. He introduces some businesses to others and earns some commissions from them. It's the same this time. He said that someone asked him to help out with friends from other places. He may have to go out for a while. At the end of this winter Yes, when I heard that I was going out for so long, I naturally refused to agree, but I couldn't bear him to be soft and soft."

Seeing that the other party didn't lie, Jiang Hao knew that Cui Deren was called away by the mouse he drew, and this mouse was probably the key person in this case.

Afterwards, Jiang Hao communicated with her about her husband's situation. After learning that Cui Deren went to rob the tomb with this man named Mouse, Tian Fang couldn't accept it for a while.

Especially when he learned that his man was beaten to death in the tomb in the end, and was not found by the police until three months later, he was even more heartbroken.

Seeing her crying all the time, Jiang Hao proposed that he wanted to see the situation in her home. What Cui Deren was doing could definitely be seen in his home.

……

Jile Hotel.

Miao Xiaofeng and Yu Anmin soon arrived at this restaurant.

It's just that it's not time for dinner yet, and the store is not busy. Three or five waiters are sitting at the front desk, holding a mobile phone and playing there.

After seeing the two of them coming in, one of the waiters stood up: "Sir, do you want to reserve a box?"

Miao Xiaofeng shook his head, took out the portrait and said, "We are the police. We came here today to ask you about someone. Have you seen this person?"

"police?"

Seeing that the waiter was a little puzzled, Yu Anmin took out his police officer's card to prove their identity.

"So it's really a policeman. I thought he was a liar. I'm new here. I don't know him. Let me ask for you!"

After seeing Yu Anmin's ID, the waiter hurriedly shouted behind him: "Foreman, the police are here to find someone. Do you know this person?"

Her voice immediately attracted everyone's attention. Obviously, at this time, the police are more attractive than mobile phones.

"Who are you looking for? Let me see."

"Is this drawn with a pencil? Isn't it all high-tech now? Why does it still feel like ancient times, when the police use portraits to arrest people?"

Obviously, some people don't quite understand, why use portraits to find people, and how difficult it is to take a photo if you don't have a mobile phone?

"This person is related to a criminal case we are investigating. We hand-painted this photo based on the facial features of the relevant personnel."

"True or not? A dictated portrait?"

"It's really the same as in ancient times. In ancient times, there were also oral portraits."

"Is this too exaggerated?"

Hearing Miao Xiaofeng's explanation, how can these waiters believe it?

Are you kidding me?

How can it be possible to draw a portrait of a character just by dictation?

Even if it is drawn out, it is still the same as on TV, and it is not far from the real person?

"Wait, this person is a bit like Boss Wu."

Amid the questioning voices of a group of them, the foreman took the portrait from Miao Xiaofeng's hand and said somewhat uncertainly.

"Who is Boss Wu?"

Miao Xiaofeng was overjoyed. The foreman really knew him, so it would be easier, which proved that their investigation direction was correct.

"This person used to be a regular visitor to our place, but he hasn't been here once this year!"

After returning the portrait to Miao Xiaofeng, the foreman replied affirmatively.

"Then do you know his name?"

Chapter 900

"I'm not sure about this, but our boss seems to know him!"

Hearing what the foreman said, Miao Xiaofeng hurriedly asked: "Then is your boss in the store? Call him for me, can you?"

Everyone shook their heads. At this time, the boss must not be there. If he were, they would not dare to play with their mobile phones at the service desk openly.

"Our boss usually doesn't come until three or four in the afternoon."

"Then can you call your boss and ask him to come over?"

"The boss is sleeping at this time..."

When they heard that Miao Xiaofeng asked them to make a call, everyone immediately shied away, and no one dared to make the call, making the boss seem like he could eat people.

So Miao Xiaofeng could only shake his head and said, "Give me the phone number, I'll call, what's your boss's name?"

"Our boss' name is Zhou Changquan, this is our boss' phone number!"

The foreman took a business card from the front desk and handed it to Miao Xiaofeng.

So he immediately called the other party, and the phone rang seven or eight times before he was picked up:

"Hey, who is it?"

Hearing this voice, it looked like he had just woken up, no wonder the waiter didn't dare to call.

"Hello Boss Zhou, we are from the Public Security Bureau. I would like to ask you to help investigate something. Do you have time to come to your store? We will wait for you here."

Hearing that it was the police on the other end of the phone, Zhou Changquan lost all sleep in an instant. Has the Public Security Bureau arrived at his shop?

"Did something happen?"

"If it's convenient for you, come here. If it's not convenient, tell me where you live, and we can find you in the past."

Hearing that Miao Xiaofeng said that they were going to look for him, Zhou Changquan quickly refused, "It's convenient, you wait for me for 10 minutes."

Zhou Changquan put on his clothes, washed his face with cold water in the bathroom, took the car keys and went out.

10 minutes later,

He arrived at the door of the hotel on time.

"Our boss is here."

When the waiter saw Zhou Changquan's car, he immediately reminded Miao Xiaofeng.

"Hello Boss Zhou, I'm sorry to bother you to rest."

"It's all right, comrade policeman, did something happen to our hotel?"

For those who run a restaurant, they just want to make money in a low-key manner, and they don't like dealing with the police, because once the police come, there is nothing good to do, either the diners will criticize, or the diners will eat the king's meal.

"It has nothing to do with the restaurant. I wonder if Boss Zhou knows this person?"

After speaking, Miao Xiaofeng handed over the portrait in his hand again.

"Hey, is this Wu Hao? Isn't it Wu Hao? It looks quite similar, especially the mole on the tip of the eyebrow."

After Zhou Changquan saw the portrait in Miao Xiaofeng's hand, he called out his name subconsciously, obviously because he was very familiar with this person.

"Wu Hao? What does he do? Do you know where he lives?"

"Why are you looking for him? Did something happen to him?" Zhou Changquan didn't answer directly, but asked curiously.

"He is related to one of our cases. We would like to ask him some questions. Please cooperate."

"Cooperate, definitely cooperate."

Zhou Changquan nodded, and immediately knew that the comrades in the Public Security Bureau wanted to keep it secret, so he suppressed his curiosity and said:

"Miaozi is a random person. He has good contacts and likes to make friends. He has contact with people from all walks of life on weekdays. He is familiar with him. He came to my place for a few meals. After coming and going, he became familiar with him, but we It’s just familiarity, but in fact, it’s not very familiar, just pure customer relationship, you also know that when we open a restaurant, we must establish a good relationship with customers.”

"Then do you know where his home is? Do you have his phone number?"

"There is a phone, I don't know his family!"

After speaking, Zhou Changquan took out his mobile phone, found Wu Hao's number, handed it to Miao Xiaofeng and said, "Hey, this is the number!"

Miao Xiaofeng nodded, and continued: "Please call him and tell him that there is a discount in the store recently, and ask him if he has time to come over for dinner!"

Time was urgent, Miao Xiaofeng wanted to lure him over directly to see if he could be arrested on the spot.

But then I thought about it, if the suspect is alert enough, doing so is likely to scare the snake, and the gain outweighs the gain.

Then he stopped Zhou Changquan before he dialed the phone: "Forget it, don't call, thank you for the information you gave us, and I hope you can keep the police secret. Don't let Wu Hao know that we are looking for him."

"Okay, it should be, it is my duty to cooperate with the police!"

After getting Wu Hao's mobile phone number, Miao Xiaofeng immediately contacted the police in Zhaoyang and asked them to check the identity information of the owner of the phone.

In the current information age, as long as the police know a phone number, they can call up the person's household registration information within 5 minutes.

As soon as Miao Xiaofeng and the others got into the police car, a message was sent over there, including Wu Hao's identity information and photo.

Looking at the photos on the phone, Miao Xiaofeng was once again shocked by Jiang Hao's painting skills.

Can a person really draw the appearance of a criminal so accurately just by dictation?

It would be hard for him to believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Looking at the two photos, there is a similarity between the brows.

Even if others say that Jiang Hao painted it after himself, everyone will believe it.

The same is true for Yu Anmin who is beside him.

[This technique must be learned from Jiang Hao. 】

At this time, Miao Xiaofeng realized that criminal portraits are really a very useful criminal investigation skill.