Criminal Investigation Files

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

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

Song Wen ordered the two police officers to go to the library to get the newspapers for the whole year 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 dialed was not in the service area.

Fu Linjiang frowned and asked Song Wen: "Is this person running away?"

"Probably not. If you run away, at least change your phone." Song Wen looked at Wang Qichao's profile. He was a short fat man. After a little thought, he took something from the table, "Come on, the two of us together Let's go and have a look." This person's information was also registered in the police system before, and there was an address of the factory on it.The factory building belonged to Wang Qichao's own family. After renovation, all the food and lodging are in it, and the monks can't escape the temple if they run away.

The two drove the police car all the way to the factory area, and saw a one-story factory building from afar.Fu Linjiang looked for the house numbers one by one. At first, he didn't report any hope, but as soon as he drove to the door, he saw a fat man poking his head out of the factory furtively.Seeing that it was a police car, the fat man turned around and ran away.Song Wen's car stepped on the accelerator and drifted, blocking the fat man.When everyone met, it was Wang Qichao, which saved a lot of trouble.

"Wang Qichao!" Fu Linjiang called his name, stretched out his hand from the co-pilot to show his ID, and got out of the car while saying: "Do you know why we are looking for you?"

Wang Qichao took the ID and looked at it, his face changed slightly: "You criminal police... still care about my cooking bag? Could it be eating dead people?" He licked his lips and put on an aggrieved expression Said, "Although I cut corners and materials a little bit, it's definitely not that lethal. Is there any misunderstanding in the police officer? And I sell it so cheap..."

Song Wen locked the police car and snorted from the side: "What's so good about making cooking bags? You're quite proud to hear that."

Wang Qichao said with a sneer: "I am a market economy, and I follow the requirements of the market. If no one buys this, the devil will do it."

Fu Linjiang asked him back: "Do you eat that stuff?" In the previous video, the ingredients were piled on the ground by workers without washing them, and trampled on casually. All kinds of moldy ingredients and the cheapest cheap meat were mixed up directly. Chili and condiments, when mixed together, make people feel sick when they think about it.

Wang Qichao shook his head obediently, and said in a low voice: "I was thinking about it... If I don't make it, someone else will do it..." He absolutely doesn't eat what he makes himself, and whoever eats it will be considered unlucky.

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

Wang Qichao hastily followed in: "I've washed my hands long ago, and now I'm the only one living here."

Fu Linjiang said: "What were you doing sneakily before?"

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

Song Wen stretched out his hand and pointed to the toilet symbol on the side door, directly exposing his lie: "Then this room is a decoration?"

Wang Qichao tried his best to smile, rubbed his hands together and said, "Didn't I see a police car? I'm nervous. This toilet doesn't flush well." None of the three sentences was true.

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

"Zhang Peicai, I also know Turned into Ashes, this kid is fucking, he has been undercover in my factory for three months, I treat him like a brother, eat, drink and treat him well, and he stabbed me in the back with his backhand, killing my family. The bottom line was exposed." Wang Qichao came to his senses at this point, and opened his mouth wide, "It can't be...he died, right?"

Fu Linjiang nodded, took out a stack of documents, and flashed them to Wang Qichao: "This is the evidence that you threatened Zhang Peicai."

The corners of Wang Qichao's mouth twitched, as if he was suppressing the joy in his heart, and he was eager to argue: "I just got very angry and cursed a few times. You said that if I really killed someone, I would run away sooner and stay here to let you go." Are you arresting? And...you...have you found the body?"

Fu Linjiang said: "Naturally, why did we ask you if we didn't find the body?"

Wang Qichao lowered his head while talking: "That's right, I am a catering bag maker, and I can still throw the corpse outside? There are several meat grinding machines in my factory."

When Fu Linjiang heard this, his hairs stood on end: "You are going to make human meat buns, right?"

"No, no, comrade policeman, I just said it casually, you can check it as you like." Wang Qichao immediately admitted, "I once wanted to hire someone to beat him up, but come on, this Zhang is so alert, there is nothing wrong with it. There is no one left, how could such a capable person fool me for a while, how could he fall into my hands... Besides, I also heard people say that he will no longer have trouble with our business, go and find out Big news has gone."

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

Wang Qichao said: "Of course it's big news that can shake Nancheng. In comparison, my small workshop is like a bug on the ground. It's not worth mentioning. But I don't know what to check specifically."

Song Wen had been listening to the two people talking just now, taking advantage of this time, he walked around the house and walked over at this time: "You are well informed, as if you knew we were coming, did someone tell you? Did you tip off the news?"

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

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

"The person surnamed Wang should not be the murderer. But..." Song Wen opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat while talking. "Notify the food safety department and the police at the sub-bureau that he must have returned to work with such a strong smell of seasoning."

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

Song Wen started the car: "It's placed for inspection. And the location is different from the one in the video. A few machines are missing, probably underground, so his phone can't get through."

After hearing Song Wen's words, Fu Linjiang suddenly realized.When they entered the door before, Wang Qichao ran away just to lure them away.The man surnamed Wang at the back watched them leave, and was visibly relieved.

Fu Linjiang recalled the relevant news he saw before: "Didn't he be investigated before, and it has only been shut down for three months."

"Probably spent money, ran away from the relationship, and his factory stopped working, so he lost as much as a day. Compared with the huge profits, that fine is nothing." Song Wen added an explanation, "Before Zhang Pei cut off his source of income, he was in a hurry. I have to jump. But now, he is not in a hurry, and he doesn't hold any grudges when he mentions Zhang Peicai, he must be trying to get back to work, and he has no time to talk about there."

Fu Linjiang sighed, took out his mobile phone and called the brother department, and after the notification was over, he said, "I hope we can gain more this time, so we can just seal it up and arrest them."

The two went all the way back to the police station. As soon as they entered the door, they saw a strange man walking into their office with a bag. When he reached the door of the office, his eyes were still looking around. Song Wen saw that the man was a stranger. Asked: "Who are you looking for?"

The man asked, "Is Cheng Xiaobing here?" After speaking, he pointed to the clothes inside the outer shirt, "I'm delivering food." He opened his collar, revealing the yellow shirt inside.

Song Wen was furious after hearing this: "This is the Municipal Bureau, takeaways and couriers can only be delivered to the reception, and you can't come in directly." Don't talk about confidential files, even if the case on the whiteboard is seen by others, it's not good.At this time, not long after lunch time, when the entire police station was most relaxed, a food delivery man walked in swaggeringly.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Team Song." Cheng Xiaobing rushed out from the evidence room, took the takeaway from the man's hand, and waved his hand to signal the deliveryman to leave quickly.Turning around, he saw Song Wen's face was still calm, and smiled, "Song team, I didn't work overtime for the latest case, did I miss the meal order in the cafeteria? The delivery guy sent it here with good intentions. I'll mark it next time. Not anymore."

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

Cheng Xiaobing didn't spare him: "Uncle Jia, talk about me after reducing your belly."

Lao Jia snorted, "The little girl is so courageous that she dares to order takeaway! I should really show you the previous video."

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

Zhu Xiao laughed when he heard this: "She is a physical witness. She has never seen such a disgusting thing, and she is afraid of watching the video? Those forensic doctors also like to eat internal organs."

Seeing someone speak for him, Cheng Xiaobing stuck out her tongue: "Yes, out of sight and out of mind, I don't get sick after eating dirty. Besides, I don't have anyone to bring me food."

Half of the people in the office turned their heads to look at Song Wen with meaningful eyes.

Song Wen coughed: "Are you so busy? Has the testimony been sorted out? Has the case been solved? What about the physical evidence report?"

After hearing this, everyone lowered their heads, and Cheng Xiaobing didn't dare to panic anymore, and hurried to the evidence room with the takeaway.

After a busy afternoon, various testimonies and testimonies from various sources were gradually sorted out, but they still knew nothing about the person who kidnapped Zhang Peicai.Wang Qichao is not the murderer, they can only hope that there are some clues about the mysterious woman that Zhang Mingxuan mentioned.

Song Wen took a whiteboard marker and wrote Zhang Peicai's name on the whiteboard. Then he simply drew a map of the area where Zhang Peicai was found. They couldn't even find out where Zhang Peicai was imprisoned after he disappeared and before he was killed.

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

He felt that he was in a cloud of fog, and he was holding a lamp in his hand, but he couldn't see anything in front of him when he lifted it up.That light was not enough to pierce the fog and illuminate the direction ahead.

But Song Wen felt that he should move forward.He seemed to be playing a game of chess against an invisible opponent.

When it was time to get off work, Song Wen couldn't help but rummaged through Zhang Peicai's credit records again. He wanted to see if he could find any clues, at least who the woman was.

According to the information, as Zhu Xiao said, Zhang Peicai bought a lot of luxury goods for women.Song Wen flipped through the pages, and suddenly a flash of light came to his mind. Those luxury stores usually have cameras installed. Is it possible to find that mysterious woman from the images in the store?

After having an idea, Song Wen sorted out Zhang Peicai's shopping list.

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

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

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

Song Wen only had dinner appointments with friends here occasionally, and he only saw those expensive luxury goods in the window. He parked the police car in the underground parking lot and walked all the way up.

This is a pedestrian street with a roof. The whole building is like a glass world, with huge glass curtain walls hanging from the ground everywhere. Each luxury store is independently designed, or has two or three floors, and huge advertising signs Advertise new products for the season.

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

Song Wen didn't talk nonsense, he took the police officer's card and came out to explain the purpose of coming, hoping they would cooperate, the little clerk suddenly showed embarrassment: "I'm sorry, sir, this, we don't have a few cameras in this store, and it's to prevent there are products. If you lose it, you can keep it for a week at most. It’s been a long time since you’ve had it, and it’s probably covered long ago...and we don’t have permission yet. Why don’t you leave your contact information, we’ll apply with the store manager, and we’ll reply if we have any news? "

Song Wen observed the positions of several cameras in the store, and asked a few questions about the purchases that day, but the shop assistant didn't know anything.Song Wen took out Zhang Peicai's photo, and the clerk shook his head again and said that he had no memory of it.

Song Wen sighed, walked out of this shop and walked to the second shop, the result was still the same.Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Song Wen couldn't help but frowned and rolled up his sleeves. He stood at the door of the luxury store, thinking about what to do next. Whether it was a store or a store asking, he was still thinking of something.

In the past, Song Wen had various ways to deal with those criminals, but he had no way to deal with this little girl in a luxury store who was wearing make-up and was so delicate.He was thinking about whether to obtain the video through other methods, but suddenly saw a person coming out of the shop diagonally opposite.

The man was tall and thin, with a tall and straight figure, and his legs were particularly slender. In this environment, he was not overshadowed by the models on those brands.The distance was a bit far, Song Wen thought he had misread, so he stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, but saw that the man turned to him, and walked straight in this direction, it was either Lu Siyu or someone else.