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Chapter 131 In-depth
Zuo Chong's eyes widened: "No more? Is there any drowning and sediment in the respiratory tract? These are important characteristics of drowning, and what about the toxicological results?"

Tongsuo, who was eavesdropping on the side, knew why the fat man reacted so violently. It turned out that someone had drowned. Thinking of eating so much fish just now, he started laughing instead.

Ling Sanping shook his head: "He was indeed drowned. There was drowning liquid in the respiratory tract, but no sediment. Toxicology tests can only be done partly. The body is not well preserved, and no deadly poison was found."

Zuo Zhong frowned. There was no deadly poison, which means that Jin Renjiu was not poisoned and then thrown his body in the lake, but what is the characteristic of drowning?

He had observed before that Jin Renjiu's nails were very clean, and now there was no sand in his respiratory tract, which did not meet the characteristics of drowning, but it was strange that other characteristics were consistent, what's going on.

Drowning or not drowning?
Zuo Zhong couldn't figure it out, so he glanced at the lazy Ling Sanping: "What do you mean by saying that there are no visible fresh wounds?"

Ling Sanping clapped his hands: "I knew you would find out that Gui Youguang took some photos. You can take a look at them after they are developed. They are very interesting discoveries. Well, I will leave the rest to you."

Yu Xingle looked at Zuo Zhong enviously. There was no shortage of murderous action talents in East China, but all kinds of professional talents. Even the forensic doctor was self-taught. The forensic doctor in the intelligence department has something, and he found out so many cases in one afternoon.

If he also had a professional forensic doctor in his hand, maybe the case could be solved without the people from Jinling Headquarters. After thinking about it, Yu Xingle smiled and said, "Chief Zuo, who is this doctor?"

Zuo Zhong didn't know what he was up to, so he hurriedly said, "This is Ling Sanping, the director of the Information Department's medical office. Lao Yu, don't try to poach me. Everyone has heard of this name."

Yu Xingle said with a dry smile: "I wouldn't poach someone from Section Chief Zuo, it's just that there is a real lack of professionals here, brothers, can you please ask Dr. Ling to simply train a group of forensic doctors for us, please be careful."

Zuo Zhong didn't make a sound after listening, this is not Yu Xingle's problem alone, now there is a shortage of professional talents in various regional stations, last time Dai Chunfeng mentioned that Wei Daming, a telecommunications talent, had already arrived in Jinling.

The Lishan Company, which is used to study telecommunications technology, has also started operation. Although there will be no results in the near future, it has finally started the first step. Compared with telecommunications, there are fewer forensic and physical evidence talents.

After deliberating for a while, Zuo Zhong said: "Well, when I return to Jinling, I will immediately report to the chief, and Dr. Ling will preside over a forensic training class. During this period, you recruit some young people with basic skills."

Yu Xingle clapped his hands: "Okay, it's a deal, then I will prepare as soon as possible, thank you Section Chief Zuo."

Zuo Chong waved his hand: "Hey, it's all for work. You don't have to be polite. Let's talk about the case. Many people don't know the background of that Mr. Jin Andong. Lao Yu, you can introduce the situation to them."

Yu Xingle nodded: "Jin Andong is the head of the Koryo Restoration Organization. I won't introduce his life history, it has nothing to do with the case. He did a big thing in Shanghai last year. You should have heard of it."

Except for Gucci, everyone else was caught in the memory. In Shanghai and last year, many people thought of something. The incident was indeed a big one. At that time, the newspapers of the Republic of China carried out continuous follow-up reports.

I didn't expect that old man Jin Andong to be so brave, he did things that many people wanted to do but didn't dare. No wonder Jinling respected him so much and sent so many people to protect his safety.

Song Minghao rubbed his forehead: "But it doesn't look like the Japanese did it. If they find the trace of Jin Andong, they should kill him. Even if they kill Jin Renjiu, they don't need to be so sneaky."

Wu Chunyang also agreed with him: "Yes, if I were a Japanese, I would definitely kill Kim Andong publicly as a warning and revenge. Would Jin Renjiu's death be related to his mission?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Zuo Zhong lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Jin Andong said that the intelligence agents under Jin Renjiu did not have any accidents. This situation has not been confirmed, and this possibility cannot be ruled out."

This old fellow Jin Andong is very cunning, as he can tell from his deception to Yu Xingle, if he had said that Jin Renjiu was a Korean intelligence agent from the beginning, the bald head would not necessarily agree to his request to track down.

They were discussing here, and Tongsuo was dizzy from hearing this, and muttered: "Did you kill someone, it must be for love, money, or revenge."

Zuo Zhong smiled and pointed at him: "This little guy is right. No matter who killed Jin Renjiu, it was only because of these three reasons. His property was not lost, so it can be ruled out that others killed him for money.

Deputy Section Chief Gu and Wu Chunyang found out that the person who called that day was a woman, so the possibility of love and murder is very high. Considering the thin suit on Jin Renjiu, their meeting places are limited. "

Yu Xingle seemed to understand: "You mean they will choose to meet in a warm and private place?"

Zuo Zhong affirmed: "That's what it means, and it won't be too far away from the Jin family. Now I order!"

"Yes!" Everyone stood up, Yu Xingle was no exception, even Tongsuo straightened his body subconsciously.

"District Chief Yu, cooperate with Deputy Section Chief Gu to check all the restaurants and bookstores within one kilometer of Jin's house, and show them the photo of Jin Renjiu to identify them. Not only the owner of the store, but even the regular customers have to ask."

"Yes." Yu Xingle and Gu Qi raised their chests.

"Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang went around the Nanhu Lake to ask fishermen and residents. They mainly investigated whether they saw or heard anything unusual before and after the incident. We must not miss one household. Let the director cooperate with you in this matter."

"Yes." Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang also raised their chests.

Zuo Zhong sat there giving orders, feeling a little smug in his heart. This scene reminded him of a certain micro-manipulation expert, so he raised his hands and pressed down: "Everyone sit down, I will work hard for you next."

Everyone cheered and sat down, Song Minghao scratched his ears anxiously: "Section Chief, what should I do?"

Zuo Zhong had thought about it a long time ago: "You go to Jin Andong's house to stay. This old guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp. You have to watch him to death. You must not let him do anything, such as revenge yourself."

Although Song Minghao is not good at writing, he is good at observing words and demeanor, and using him to guard Jin Andong can be regarded as the best of his talents. Zuo Zhong always feels that Jin Andong will not be obedient and must be strictly watched.

Song Minghao said proudly: "Don't worry, Section Chief, I promise to complete the task."

Just when everyone was about to end the meeting, Zuo Zhong suddenly said: "Ling Sanping, you are in charge of watching Tongsuo. Tomorrow he will go to the morgue to see him. Since he is a talent, he needs to train more."

Everyone laughed secretly, Yu Xingle looked at the child unexpectedly, originally he thought it was someone's family member from the intelligence department, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a student led by Zuo Zhong, what's so special about this child?
Not only was he puzzled, but the others were also very surprised. Although Tongsuo helped them complete the mission in Shanghai, it is also fine to send them to the special training class in Hangzhou for training, or to teach them to others. Why did Zuo Zhong let him go? by your side.

But Zuo Zhong didn't say anything, they didn't dare to ask, they only guessed that Zuo Zhong had a plan.

The meeting came to an end, and the next morning, the intelligence department began to act. Under the command of the spies, the police knocked into the shops and took out the photo of Jin Renjiu for identification.

The wind in Jiaxing was a bit noisy, and Gu Qi's face was hurt by the blowing, but he still dutifully supervised the moping operation. The leather shoes on his feet seemed to be fake, and the cold air continued to seep into his legs.

This is the sixth restaurant they asked about. The boss took a close look at the restaurant with his glasses and shook his head.

Seeing the spies returning without success again, Gu Qi rubbed his ears and stomped his numb feet, finally feeling the blood rushing up from the soles of his feet, thinking to hell, why is it colder than Jinling.

"Crench."

A car was parked beside him, and Yu Xingle was in the car. Seeing Gucci's appearance, he quickly threw a coat out of the car: "Put it on quickly, the temperature here is not low in winter, but it's really cold."

When Gu Qi saw the coat, it was like seeing his own mother. His eyes lit up and he took it, put it on, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Major Yu, I can't imagine how cold it is in the Northeast. You say the Japanese What are you drawing?"

Yu Xingle smiled, took a sip from a metal flagon from his arms, and handed it to Gu Qi: "You have never been to the Northeast, it is dry and cold, there is a kang in the house, and there is heating in the big cities, so it is very comfortable."

Gu Qi didn't care about any discipline anymore, picked up the flagon and took a big sip, and then felt a line of fire from his stomach to his throat: "Shu Tan! Chief Yu, I have to ask you something, can you send me some coats."

As the chief steward of the intelligence department, Gu Qi knew that many people didn't bring thick clothes for this trip. If they didn't do a good job of keeping warm in the cold wind, they would probably fall ill within two days, and they would be in trouble.

Yu Xingle patted the steering wheel: "Don't worry, brother Shen Zhong has already thought about this, I just went to the garrison outside the city to borrow two or three hundred coats, why don't I send you one first, and the others will be taken care of later." arrive."

Gucci will feel much warmer now: "That's good, but unfortunately there is nothing now, how about you?"

Yu Xingle got out of the car: "I went to see it when I came back, and no one has seen Jin Renjiu. This is very normal. His identity is very sensitive. Except for going to the northeast to contact intelligence agents, this guy rarely goes out at other times."

Gu Qi frowned as he looked at the spy who was walking towards another store. For an occasional customer like Jin Renjiu, would anyone notice him?
Yu Xingle patted the dust off his body with his gloves, but he didn't know what to do. Jin Renjiu grew up in China, and he couldn't tell the difference from his appearance and accent.If a foreigner like Jin Andong came to the restaurant, the boss would definitely be impressed.

After thinking about it, Gu Qi's expression became firm again: "Let's do the research first, and see the result before we talk. I think the section chief will have a solution."

Of course, Zuo Zhong knew the difficulty of finding out. He read Jin Renjiu's information several times, put the autopsy photos taken by Gui Youguang on the table, and closed his eyes to recall something.

After a while, Zuo Zhong opened his eyes, staring at one of the photos with piercing eyes, and a thought flashed in his mind.

There is a 500-character episode, "This Life 2", about Zuo Zhong.

　"name!"

　　"You are committing a crime!"

　　"I ask your name!"

　　"You! Ah!"

　　The drunk man held a steel bar in his hand, slammed it into the leg of a bound middle-aged man, and pulled it out expressionlessly.

　　"Name!"

　　"Wu Qing'an, my name is Wu Qing'an, and I'm the president of Qing'an Group. As long as you let me go, I can give you money, really!"

　　The drunk man didn't speak, and cut another gash in the middle-aged man's leg, and blood flowed out from the wound.

　　"Ah! You lunatic! Why are you asking me! What are you going to do? Please, I can really give you money."

　　"September 1993, remember?"

　　Listening to the drunk man's question, Wu Qing'an closed his mouth, looked at the drunk man carefully, and showed an expression of disbelief.

　　"It's you! It's really a misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding, I can't say it! We are all going to die if we say it."

　　"Then you just wait to die."

　　"you"

　　The drunk man was suddenly woken up, and the partner, Gu, was looking at him seriously: "Drink too much again? How many times? What should I do?"

　　The drunk rubbed his eyes and opened the curtains. The sunlight outside was a little dazzling. He couldn't help but block it with his hands and cursed: "Md, I had a nightmare, it's quite real."

　　Old Gu Yin Yang said strangely: "It's really a dream, Zuo Zhong, I'll give you one last chance."

　　Zuo Zhong suddenly turned around, with a little more arrogance in his eyes than before, and pointed in the direction of the door: "Buy me wontons."

　　Old Gu was furious, picked up his bag and slammed the door out, and after a long time, a voice came from afar: "Do you want coriander!"

　　Zuo Zhong smiled (to be continued)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)