Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Shang Siwen sighed: "I didn't expect that after so much time, all three of them have become wealthy, but Zhang Dahui would still be upset about not paying enough in the beginning."

"There's nothing we can do." Chen Zeyang said, "Everyone has a different personality, different values, and different ways of dealing with things. There's no way to force them."

"So, he took the invitation to the birthday party because he wanted to attract more business for the shooting club. What happened after that?" Han Yang craned his neck to look at the interrogation record. "Did he succeed?"

From the morning greeting to the courier getting off work in the evening, it was obvious that unusual things were happening one after another, and it must be related to Yu Ling.

"Don't tell me." Lu Haoran said, "After years of business, he actually recruited two customers at the banquet. They signed the contract and paid the deposit before we took the search warrant to find 357Magnum. Here, these two."

Shang Siwen took the guest list from Lu Haoran, on which two almost unfamiliar names were circled in black pen.

"What about Yu Ling?" Shang Siwen turned to look at Han Yang, "Didn't you watch all the surveillance cameras in the banquet hall? Do the two of them have any connection?"

Han Yang shook his head: "No."

"Be more reliable!"

"real!"

Han Yang assured that he had sent the results to He Wei, so how could he dare to do anything uncertain!

"Yu Ling spent the entire time chatting and laughing with other wealthy ladies at the banquet. As for Zhang Dahui, he stood alone in the corner when there was a performance on stage. Only when everyone was chatting casually off stage would he look for opportunities with champagne in hand."

The four of them asked and answered each other, and Fei Chen, who was holding the information, said nothing throughout the whole process.

Finally, they were at a loss as to what to do and discovered that something was wrong with the deputy captain.

Chen Zeyang's eyebrows tightened and he asked, "Is there something wrong with the transcript?"

Fei Chen looked up at them and asked, "Didn't you guys notice?"

The four rattles were shaking, and Fei Chen sighed and said, "What time does Zhang Dahui go to work and get off work every day?"

"I know this," Han Yang said. "Shao Lingyun said that since he first visited the shooting club half a year ago, Zhang Dahui has always been the hardest-working of the three bosses. Even when he was sick, he refused to leave his post as long as he could move. Almost every day he was the first to come and the last to leave. The boss also confirmed this."

Fei Chen nodded and reached out to take the shooting club flyer beside him.

After confirmation, he flipped over the flyer and saw that on the bottom line, in addition to the store name, phone number, address, transportation route and other information, there was also a line stating the opening hours.

Until 23:00.

Fei Chen said: "Since you are the last one to leave, it must be beyond the closing time."

"Ah!" Shang Siwen shouted, "Courier boy!"

It's the dead of night, who's going to deliver a package to your door in the early morning? !

Suddenly, everyone understood.

Han Yang turned around and rushed to the computer, calling up the surveillance video of the shooting club that day.

Everyone gathered around in an instant.

"So," Lu Haoran murmured, "The 30-year-old man who delivered the package mentioned by Zhang Dahui is very likely the killer hired by Yu Ling?!"

Chen Zeyang said, "But why would the killer go out of his way to act out this scene with her? If the murderer is really a professional killer that Yu Ling hired from the dark web, he would normally use his own equipment to kill the target in a hurry. He wouldn't go out of his way to draw the police's attention to the shooting club and frame them as if they had a grudge."

"Maybe there's a grudge."

After all, up to now, they only suspected Yu Ling based on He Wei's information, and they still have no clue as to who actually did it.

"found it."

On that day, it was ten minutes to midnight.

The pedestrian street, which is bustling during the day, is now sparsely populated.

Suddenly, a young man riding a black electric motorcycle arrived at the door of the shooting club.

He turned around and searched in the cloth bag at the back of the car, and found the target in no time.

The man looked down at the information on the back of the envelope and quickly walked up the stairs.

He leaned against the dark glass door and looked inside. After making sure there was a figure moving in the house, he knocked on the door.

"Hey!" Lu Haoran hummed, "You acted very well."

At first glance, ordinary people really can't tell whether he is a real courier or not.

After a while, Zhang Dahui opened the door, confirmed and signed, all in one go.

After finishing the job, the man turned around, walked down the stairs, got on his electric bike and left.

The man who delivered the package for Zhang Dahui wore a black baseball cap and black sweatpants and drove a black electric car. Apart from his gray quick-drying clothes, he almost blended into the darkness and his features could not be seen at all.

Shang Siwen smacked his lips and said, "The surveillance cameras outside the store generally look down, so you can't see anything if you shoot like this."

"But it's certain that there is something wrong with him."

Riding an electric motorcycle without a helmet and wearing a baseball cap?

The reason is simply that the transparent mask cannot cover the face, and it would be too strange if the black mask is not opened.

"You can't see it, no matter how long you look." Fei Chen stood up and said to Han Yang, "It's just right, you don't need to watch the surveillance anymore, go out with Shang Siwen to the courier company that Zhang Dahui received the package, and ask them if they have any clues."

Then, he turned and looked at Chen Zeyang and Lu Haoran.

"It's boring, but, use the surveillance camera on the pedestrian street to search in the direction the courier left. Please!"

After that, the four of them prepared to set off. Suddenly, Fei Chen asked, "Where's Huang Yuqing?"

He originally wanted to investigate whether Li Ren, Qian Yufeng and Zhang Dahui had offended anyone, but after assigning the tasks, he found that he was the only one left in the office.

"Cyber ​​Police?"

In Han Yang's subconscious mind, Huang Yuqing is elusive but never vague about his work.

If she didn't come back, she must have been called away by Wang Qi.

"I am back."

Everyone turned around and saw Huang Yuqing holding the host left by the murderer, looking listless.

Fei Chen asked: "What's wrong?"

Huang Yuqing shook her head: "Nothing, it's just that Sister Wang said that there are no other useful clues here, and asked me to take it back."

"What do I think of it?" Shang Siwen went up to take the rags from her hand and comforted her, "It's normal that the clues are broken, reduced, and gone!"

Huang Yuqing couldn't believe it and asked, "Is it normal?"

"Isn't that normal?" Shang Siwen looked around at Han Yang and Chen Zeyang, who were already used to it, and spread his hands: "The cases in our team three have always been like this!"

Now, the surveillance videos of all the locations in this case are complete, and it has been successfully solved to the point where even the ancestors’ graves are smoking.

The only drawback is that the murderer in this case has a strong anti-detection ability, and the trace examination and autopsy, which are usually the most effective, provide almost no clues.

Also, Howie isn't here.