Things that solve crimes

Yang Zhenghui took this matter very seriously and brought most of the people in the office over. He first sent people to guard the entrances and exits in the village. The remaining people were divided into groups of three and went door to door to inquire.

Traces were eventually found in a warehouse.

The warehouse is in the suburbs. There are no people around. Most of it is abandoned land, and occasionally one or two houses are also abandoned.

Qin Henian received the news and rushed over. A yellow cordon had been drawn outside the warehouse, and a car was parked at the gate. He glanced at it and saw that it looked familiar.

Although it looked familiar, he didn't think much about it. The most important thing now was to find out the matter, so he walked into the warehouse.

As soon as he stepped in, he smelled a strange fragrance and looked in the direction from which the fragrance came.

What came into view was a barbecue grill, the kind found at barbecue stalls outside. There were skewers grilled on it, and the oil dripping on the charcoal made a sizzling sound.

There are two tables next to it. On the round table are condiments and a large basin, as well as several plates and small bowls. On the plates are skewered vegetables and bamboo skewers. I don't know what is placed in the basin.

There is a steamer on another square table, with a gas tank underneath. I don't know what is being steamed.

Not far away, there was another person squatting on the ground with his head in his hands. Judging from his clothes, he should be the person he met several times.

Food and clothing were scattered on the ground, some fruit cakes were trampled to pieces, and the clothes were wrinkled and messy, which showed that the owner was in a hurry when he left.

Qin Henian looked at Xiao Qun walking towards him and asked, "What's going on?"

Xiao Qun came earlier than him and should already know what happened.

Xiao Qun walked next to him, frowned, and licked his lips at the squatting man, "That man's name is Dahuang, a gangster in the village. Not long ago, two men found him and asked him to deliver food every day."

"Today he came to deliver food as usual. The two men were having a barbecue, and the young man invited him to eat with him."

"The three of them were eating and drinking. After a while, Dahuang got drunk and waited until we came here to wake them up."

"Officer, I was wronged." Dahuang screamed at the top of his lungs.

If you ask him how he feels now, it would be regret. He shouldn't be greedy for that glass of wine. He should put down his things and leave.

If he had left at that time, he should be lying comfortably on the big bed at home now, instead of being worried here.

Who can understand what it feels like to open your eyes and see policemen surrounding you...

Ignoring Dahuang's cry, Xiao Qun continued, "In addition to the two men, there is also a group of people in this warehouse, the number of whom is unknown."

"You don't know the number of people?" Qin Henian looked at Dahuang. Apart from the two missing men, only Dahuang knew the situation best.

"Every time I come, people are asleep and I just see some people lying on the ground."

"And those two people won't let me take a closer look." Dahuang sighed. He should have figured out the matter if he had known it. Now he can make a good impression in front of the police.

"You never thought about calling the police?" Qin Henian's cold eyes fell on Dahuang.

He didn't believe that this person didn't notice something was wrong. Two men and a group of people had food and accommodation in the warehouse. When outsiders came, they all slept together. There was something wrong with this behavior.

Dahuang's eyes were a little dodgeful, and of course he discovered the weirdness of the matter.

But every time he went to deliver food, the middle-aged man among the two gave him thousands of red tickets, so he naturally kept silent.

After delivering food several times, he earned tens of thousands.