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Whether it was a "suspect" or a "special person", the two knew each other clearly, and no one said it deliberately.

Liu Zhiqin looked at the rolling traffic ahead, and suddenly remembered something, "Flower team."

"What else do you want to say?"

"Flower, team!"

"Fuck!" Hua Chong scolded with a smile: "Don't be like Cao Han, it's up to you if you don't change it later."

"What has he brought you into?" Liu Zhiqin turned sideways, "I want to hear."

"Really want to hear it?"

"I really want to."

"It's embarrassing." Hua Chong was a little helpless, but he didn't reject it.

"I told you everything in the morning." Liu Zhiqin repeated what he said in the morning, "I understand!"

"Then listen." Hua Chong cleared his throat, originally wanted to say it directly, but felt that he had to explain the antecedents, "I knew that I was being led astray by Cao Han, and I usually paid more attention to it, and I didn't slip out of my mouth But not long after, I didn’t know what I ate, and my stomach was ruined, and I ran to the bathroom one after another. One time, there was no paper in the bathroom. I had to call Qu Zhi and ask for some paper. Then I was a little anxious at the time, but when I was in a hurry, I was negligent, and what I said was-I’m in the toilet, and there’s no paper, so hurry up and get me a roll!”

Liu Zhiqin smiled, "Your series of three 'yo's really sound like you're singing a folk song."

"The people in the cubicle said the same thing." Hua Chong sighed, "I was laughed at for a long time afterwards. For a while, anyone in the Criminal Investigation Detachment who had no paper in the pit had to sing a verse."

Driving through the most congested road, the road ahead was finally clear, and the speed gradually increased. Liu Zhiqin said: "Don't speed, drive patiently!"

Hua Chong's eyes slightly curled up, and his voice was smiling, "Brother Xiaoliu, be more mature. There will be a meeting as soon as you get back to the game. If you continue to study, you will open your mouth later and say 'I have a guess'. You will be the next joke of the crime team."

"Okay." Liu Zhiqin said solemnly: "The leadership education is correct."

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After conducting investigations throughout the day, the police obtained more and more information about the victim, Yin Ziqiao.

"Yin Ziqiao came to Los Angeles from Wenming Township after graduating from high school at the age of 18. It has been five years now. During this period, he worked in restaurants, bars, convenience stores and other service places, and also delivered express delivery and takeaway. "Zhang Maohui reported: "His reputation is very bad. People who have worked with him basically say that he has problems with character and unreliable work. Although he resigned every job on his own initiative, in fact , It was because he performed too badly, was lazy and greedy for petty gains, and was squeezed out by his colleagues and bosses, so he had to leave."

On the projection screen in the meeting room, photos of Yin Ziqiao during his lifetime and detailed photos of the autopsy were displayed in turn.In terms of appearance alone, Yin Ziqiao was born well. Although he was not tall, he had three-dimensional and deep features, a relatively small face, and a well-proportioned figure. His hair was pulled into a street-art ponytail at the back of his head.

Yuan Hao whispered, "Young boy."

Zhang Mao continued: "Yin Ziqiao's last job was to deliver couriers. He was persuaded to quit because of stealing small-priced items many times, and he never worked again. Since September last year, he has been working in various bus hubs, Shopping malls and other places where there is a lot of traffic. The reason for "selling art" has been changed several times. At first, his sister suffered from cancer, then his father was paralyzed due to a work injury, and now his mother has uremia. But after verification, he has no younger sister at all. , his father died from a work-related injury when he was a child, and his mother had already formed another family, so there was no health problem. After he came to Los Angeles, he never returned to Wenming Town, and he had lost contact with his relatives in his hometown. Before the incident, Yin Ziqiao Singing near Tianluo Station, closed the stall at 9 o'clock, and then entered the trail, probably because he wanted to go to the bar—he was a frequent customer there."

"Has the phone been located?" Hua Chong asked.

"Unable to locate." Yuan Hao said, "But Yin Ziqiao's communication records have been retrieved. He made a total of six calls yesterday, and the last call was to a woman named Mu Xi. Mu Xi is 30 years old this year and lives in Tianluo. A restaurant was opened near the station, specializing in the business of white-collar workers in office buildings. Like Yin Ziqiao, she is also a frequent visitor to the bar street."

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"It really was him who died. As soon as I arrived at the bar yesterday, I heard that a man carrying a guitar died in the alley opposite. The man with the guitar? Maybe it’s Yin Ziqiao. He called me to make an appointment to play, but he didn’t show up all night. For a guy like him, there is only one possibility for a date with a cool woman—that is, he’s in trouble. Hey , What kind of troubles did he encounter before, at most he was beaten to death, but this time he just died." The woman with heavy makeup sat on the chair in the inquiry room, and the cheap fur coat exuded a pungent smell, which matched her body. The smell of perfume and cigarettes is mixed together, which is very smoky in the not spacious space.

Facing the police, Mu Xi's expression and movements did not show the slightest nervousness. She seemed to be used to dealing with the police and knew that the other party would not treat her well.

But her posture looked a bit ridiculous in Hua Chong's eyes.

Some people are calm because they are upright and magnanimous in their hearts.

Some people seem to be calm, but it is because "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water".

"What's your relationship with Yin Ziqiao?" Hua Chong asked casually, playing with an unlit cigarette.

"Relationship? Hmm..." Mu Xi looked at the upper right corner, and said after a few seconds, "Is 'Pao丨Friends' a relationship recognized by your police?"

Cao Han, who was sitting beside him, patted the table: "You woman!"

Hua Chong raised his hand to signal Cao Han to shut up.

Mu Xi stared at Cao Han several times, with a bit of charming eyes.

Hua Chongqu raised his index finger and tapped twice on the table, "'Pao丨Friends' relationship is also fine. He called you last night to ask you to 'do something'."

"Otherwise? Do you still ask me to look at the stars and the moon?" Mu Xi laughed straight, "But I have to say, I don't sell it, and I'm not your target of 'anti-pornography'. As for me, I'm willing to pay attention to your feelings, and everyone takes their own. Whatever you need, just have a good time, there is no money transaction."

Cao Han frowned, but Hua Chong still looked businesslike and indifferent, "How much do you know about Yin Ziqiao?"

Mu Xi played Tai Chi, "Not too much, not too little."

Hua Chong sneered, "Ms. Mu, everyone has more or less secrets that they don't want others to know. Since I invited you here, I need your cooperation. Of course, it's okay if you don't want to. Then I have to do it myself." Go and investigate. As for the extent of the investigation and whether it touches your secret, it is hard to say."

Mu Xi's expression changed, she squeezed out a forced smile, and looked down, "What secret can I have?"

"No is best." Hua Chong said: "But if you have, as long as you don't commit crimes, I'm not interested in your secrets. I'm only interested in the case. Ms. Mu, do you have anything you want to tell me now?"

Mu Xi pursed her lips with orange lipstick, as if she realized that the police she was facing this time were not as easy to deal with as in the past.After hesitating for half a minute, she had no choice but to speak: "I have known Yin Ziqiao for more than three years. The first time we met was in the bar where he worked. He was quite young at the time, probably under 20 years old. After a few drinks, he He asked me to go to his house. That’s when we started the relationship of "friends with guns". In the first two years, we made more frequent appointments. He is young and has a good job. I quite like sleeping with him."

Cao Han couldn't get used to the word "Pao 丨 Friend", and coughed halfway through it.

Mu Qian looked at Cao Han in surprise, Hua Chong reminded lightly: "Continue talking."

"Yeah." Mu Xi paused, "But we almost broke up this year, and we haven't had an appointment for a long time. The day before yesterday, he suddenly came to me, and I was a little surprised."

"Why did you break it?"

"He...he is promiscuous." Mu Xi said with a smile, "I am not a pure woman myself, and I am not in a relationship with him. It doesn't matter how many people he sleeps with, but the premise is to wear a condom. I don't want me to get sick after enjoying it. Actually he used to date people in bars a lot, but this year he started smoking marijuana. Drug addiction and sexual desire go hand in hand, God knows if he remembers wearing a condom. And I'm fine Culture, I still understand the truth that those who are close to ink are black. He smokes marijuana by himself. If I continue to sleep with him, maybe one day I will be taken by him to smoke together. I don’t want to touch drugs, and I don’t want to touch the most basic things. How many years do you want to be chic?"

"Do you know who sold marijuana to him?" Hua Chong asked.

"I really don't know." Mu Xi hesitated for a while, and said, "But I know that he is relatively close to some people who have been hanging out in the bar street for a long time. What town does he come from? No parents care about him. There used to be I still have a little money at work, and when I am out of work, I go to the street to cheat money and borrow it from those people. I also play with this area myself, and I understand that those people should not be messed with. By the way, at the beginning of this year, because he didn’t pay the money I was beaten once, and I didn’t say anything to go to the hospital, but I bought a bunch of medicine to see him.”

Hua Chong pushed the notepad forward, "Write down the names you remember."

Mu Xi held the pen, feeling a little uneasy, "This..."

"Rest assured, we will protect the safety of witnesses." Hua Chong said.

Mu Xi nodded and wrote down the four names.

Hua Chong took back the notepad, glanced at it, and handed it to Cao Han, who tore off the page and got up to leave.

"Do you have any impression of this person?" Hua Chong found Li Liwen's photo from his phone and placed it on the table.

Mu Xi picked it up and took a look, "This is not that...that..."

"He knows him?"

"I can't remember the name at the moment." Mu Xi frowned and thought, "He is quite famous, he likes to curse people behind his back, his mouth is very dirty, but he is very cowardly, someone nicknamed him 'Rotty Mouth Hang'" .”

"Has Yin Ziqiao had any contact with him?"

"Do you suspect that he has something to do with Yin Ziqiao's death?"

Hua Chong didn't answer, looking at Mu Xi's eyes with smoky makeup.

Mu Xi quickly avoided, "Yin Ziqiao should know him, after all, he has a bad mouth, as long as he often hangs out in the bar street, he has more or less heard his name, but I don't know if he knows Yin Ziqiao. "

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"Mu Xi didn't have time to commit the crime, and she shouldn't have lied. The last time Yin Ziqiao called her was two months ago, and the contact between the two was indeed relatively small. At 10:40 the night before yesterday, Mu Xi entered a bar and never left again , until 2 o'clock in the morning. The bar's surveillance captured her." Liu Zhiqin held a notebook in his right hand, on which were stacked three lunch boxes, and on top of it was a full bowl of tomato and beef soup.

"Are you performing acrobatics?" Hua Chong quickly took it, arranged the bowl and the lunch box one by one, and opened them.Two of the three lunch boxes have the same content, half of rice, half of eggplant with minced meat and coriander balls, and the other is filled with roasted pork ribs with soybeans, all of which are hot.

This configuration is obviously a two-person set meal, each rice is eaten separately, and ribs and beef soup are "common food".

"Isn't it not sprinkled?" Liu Zhiqin smiled, took out two pairs of paper-wrapped chopsticks from his coat pocket, handed a pair to Hua Chong, shook his slightly numb right hand, and was about to break the chopsticks apart.

Hua Chong was amused when he saw it, "Lan Hua's fingers look like that."

Liu Zhiqin couldn't move the ring finger of his left hand. He could only use his thumb and index finger to break chopsticks. The other three fingers were pinned outwards, which looked no different from the orchid fingers.

"Then break it for me." Liu Zhiqin simply handed his own chopsticks to Hua Chong.

"I didn't laugh at your orchid finger." Hua Chong broke it off and asked casually, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, but it's inconvenient to do anything at ordinary times." Liu Zhiqin pushed the braised soybean ribs in front of Hua Chong, and scooped some tomato soup into the lunch box by himself, "I used to type on the keyboard with two hands, but now I can only use one One hand, trouble."

"Let me see." Hua Chong put down his chopsticks, took his left hand, and pressed it lightly on the splint.

"Eat." Liu Zhiqin withdrew his hand and put beef and ribs in Hua Chong's bowl, "The case must be solved while it's hot, and the meal must be eaten while it's hot."

No one in the serious crime team can catch up with Hua Chong's eating speed. A full box can be finished in a few minutes. "Yin Ziqiao seems to have offended many people. His private life is chaotic, he has no friends, his income is unstable, and he may get money from smoking marijuana. It was borrowed from someone."

"His physical injuries may be caused by being beaten for not paying the money." Liu Zhiqin also finished eating, "But if I were his creditor, he borrowed money from me and didn't pay it back for a long time. Threatening him more and finding someone to beat him is one of the ways, but it’s not enough to wipe his neck directly. What good does it do me? I won’t get my money back even if I lose my life.”

"Yeah. I also think this is suspicious." Hua Chong wanted to smoke at first, but groped in his pocket for a while, only found a few pieces of candy, so he peeled off one and threw two to Liu Zhiqin, "Xiao It is too common for hooligans to argue. Group fights, chopping fingers, breaking ribs, and burning cigarette butts are their common tactics. When they come up, they cut their throats so neatly, which is not normal. I have a feeling—the murderer didn’t want to make money, nor did he vent his anger, and of course he didn’t kill passionately because of some dispute. The murderer didn’t care about the “sense of ritual” at all, he just wanted Yin Ziqiao’s life. Either for silence."

"I'm leaning toward the latter possibility." Liu Zhiqin didn't eat any candy, and played with it in his hand, "Yin Ziqiao was infected with drugs. Although marijuana is only the most elementary drug, it is still a drug. Once drugs are involved in everything, it may be involved." Crime. Could it be that Yin Ziqiao accidentally knew something he shouldn't know, which led to his death?"

"It's possible." Hua Chong nodded, "His network of relationships is relatively complicated, and it will take a lot of time to investigate. By the way, when will his family come to Los Angeles?"

Liu Zhiqin put the lunch box, chopsticks, etc. into his pocket, "His mother doesn't want to come. She said she didn't have this son a long time ago, and she also said that she hoped we wouldn't disturb her life."

"Even his biological mother didn't want to see him for the last time." Hua Chong sighed: "People I know are indifferent to the fact that he was killed. Strangers like us are the ones who want to find the murderer the most. To some extent , his life has been quite..."

Quite miserable?Quite down and out?Not worth it?

Hua Chong didn't continue, because he couldn't think of a suitable word at the moment, and it seemed that no word could perfectly summarize Yin Ziqiao's life.

When I think about it carefully, it's not that I can't find the right words, it's that outsiders can't draw any conclusions about the life of a dead person.

Whether Yin Ziqiao is miserable or not, whether these 23 years are worth living or not, only Yin Ziqiao knows.

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Cao Han's work efficiency is extremely high, and he has been deeply involved in Luo'an District for many years. He has his own way of finding people. Just after noon, he brought the four people that Mu Xi wrote on the paper without landing.

Pang Guyou, nicknamed "Crab", is the eldest of the four. He usually walks sideways in the bar street. He knows a little bit of fist and kicks, and he left the society early. The "low configuration" local snake.A few years ago, Los Angeles concentrated on cracking down on gangsters, and the large-scale gangs involved in gangsters disappeared. Those who could run away all ran away, and those who couldn't run away are still squatting in the cell.The rest are little hooligans like Pang Guyou, who are not popular, but have attracted [-] million.These people are like flies, parasitic in every corner of the city. It seems easy to get rid of, but in fact it is harder than getting rid of serious criminal gangs.

They are usually not afraid of anything, but the only thing they fear is the police.

At this time, Pang Guyou sat on the interrogation chair with his shoulders hunched, no longer like a domineering crab, but like a crab tied firmly by a straw rope.

He glanced at Hua Chong mischievously, and licked his lips for a long time, "I, I haven't done anything recently, old, very honest."

Hua Chong didn't talk nonsense with him, "A man died next to Tianluo Station the night before yesterday, you know that?"

"I know." Pang Guyou swallowed, the yellow hair on his head probably had been smeared with too much shaping water, it looked not only uncool, but also dirty.

"Do you know who it is?" Hua Chong asked again.

"I don't know." Pang Guyou squeezed his hands tightly, "I just know that the one who died was a man who often sang nearby, man."

Hua Chong threw the lighter on the table with a "snap", "That man's name is Yin Ziqiao, and he was beaten up by you and your good brother at the beginning of this year. Why, he lost his memory so quickly?"

Pang Guyou's face was covered with sweat, the sound of the lighter falling on the table sounded like a gavel to his ears, he shivered, and before he could react, he called, "I didn't mean to let him Well, he, he owes me money!"

"How much do you owe? What did he borrow money from you for?" Hua Chong asked, "Also, how did you meet him?"

"More than 3000." Pang Guyou wiped off the sweat from his forehead, his voice became smaller and smaller, "I also do some business on Bar Street, Yin Ziqiao and I have been hanging out for a while."

The "business" that the hooligans talk about is basically collecting protection fees.Hua Chong continued to ask: "Since he is hanging out with you, you must know where the marijuana he smokes comes from. Is it the seller you introduced to him? You lend him the money first, He uses the money to buy marijuana, and you get a commission from the seller?"

Pang Guyou's face was pale, panicked, "It's him who wants to smoke, so what's none of my business?"

"The more than 3000 yuan, did he return it to you in the end?" Hua Chong didn't follow the logical order of the question, but asked one question here and there on purpose.

"There are ghosts. He has no money at all, and he goes out at night with a broken guitar to cheat people. When he is lucky, he asks for 200 yuan. If he is unlucky, he is caught by the urban management who works overtime and has to pay back the money. Pang Guyou said and punched himself in the chest, "I also asked someone to beat him twice. The one at the beginning of the year was more violent. I heard that he seemed to be lying at home for several days. And last week he was beaten. Once. To be honest, I know he can’t pay back the money. I beat him up last week just to vent my anger. After I beat him up, I don’t want the 3000 yuan. I just ask for a living, as for killing people for 3000 yuan?"

Hua Chong was actually not sure who gave Yin Ziqiao the injury, but Pang Guyou admitted it under nervousness, so there was nothing wrong with it.

These little hooligans are used to violence, but their actions vary. Yin Ziqiao's injuries were not serious, so it could be seen that they did not commit cruel actions.Beating Yin Ziqiao was probably not only for venting anger, but also for fun.

"Besides you, who else has Yin Ziqiao borrowed money from?" Hua Chong asked.

"He only borrowed money from me." Pang Guyou answered affirmatively this time.

Hua Chong was a little surprised, "You know his friendship status very well?"

"Tsk! He has a chicken..." Pang Guyou quickly stopped in the middle of speaking, and changed his words: "He has been hanging out with me since he first arrived here, and the bar street also has the rules of the bar street. If he followed me, he would not follow me. Others, if he wants to borrow money, he will always ask me, even if he borrows money from others, others will not lend it to him."

"Then recall again, has he offended anyone?"

"To be honest, Brother Police, I have been discussing your issue with my brother for a whole day yesterday." Pang Guyou frowns, "I heard that he was killed for no reason, none of us can figure it out. He is a person, right? Cheap and poor, not popular, but not enough to be hated to the point of being killed. He buys marijuana..."

Anyway, after telling the truth, Pang Guyou simply stopped concealing it and continued: "I gave him the money to buy marijuana from people in the bar at the corner of the street, and he doesn't owe anyone money."

"You are honest." Hua Chong smiled, "The night before yesterday, from 11 to 12, where were you?"

"Brother policeman, I really didn't kill him, why did it come to me again?"

"Routine inquiry."

Pang Guyou sighed, "My brothers and I sang at 'Jinsheng KTV', there are many cameras there, they must have captured us."

"Last question, who sells marijuana on Pub Street?"

"Fan Bin, the owner of 'Jinsheng'. He runs KTV and bars, but marijuana is only available in bars."

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the interrogation room.Li Xun knocked on the door and shouted: "Flower team, flower team!"

Hua Chong confessed a few words to Cao Han, got up and opened the door.

Li Xun said: "The DNA from Li Liwen's knife has been extracted!"