I am a super cop

Chapter 901
Seeing that Liao Fan was about to leave, He Xiaofan quickly stood up: "I'll see you off?"

"No, you guys eat first." Liao Fan looked embarrassed, it seemed that he was in some trouble.

After explaining a few words to Wan Xiaojuan and others, Liao Fan left in a hurry.

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while...

This literary planner has something to do in the morning and another in the evening, but after all, Liao Fan is from Shanghai, and this is Jiangnan City, which inevitably makes everyone suspicious.

Jiumei asked Wan Xiaojuan curiously: "Director Wan, what's the matter with Liao's plan? You're in such a hurry, and you just used your chopsticks for dinner."

"I don't know either." Wan Xiaojuan was puzzled by the question, as if she didn't quite understand the situation: "Scheme Liao said in the morning that he met an old friend and couldn't come because of something, so I can come over to discuss cooperation with you on his behalf. But now, I really don't know what's going on with him."

"Could it be a dinner with an old friend?" Fatty Wang said a little unhappy.

Upon hearing this, script producer Zhao Sifan quickly waved his hands: "It's absolutely impossible. After all, we came to Jiangnan City specifically to discuss cooperation with you. Planner Liao will never leave you to go to a friend's dinner. I can guarantee this." .”

"I can also assure you that Plan Liao is not that kind of person." Assistant Xiao Gao also hurriedly interjected.

Seeing the embarrassing situation at the scene, Jiu Mei adjusted her glasses and smoothed things over: "It's okay, maybe Liao planned too many things, and she will come over when it's over. Let's eat first, and then go sing after dinner."

"Yes, yes, let's eat." He Xiaofan didn't want to make the situation too awkward, so he quickly signaled everyone to move their chopsticks.

Everyone put Liao Fan's departure aside for the time being, they should eat and drink.

The time soon came to 6 o'clock in the evening.

Just when He Xiaofan was very anxious, afraid that the cooked duck would fly away, Wan Xiaojuan suddenly received a call.

She put down the chopsticks in her hand, and quickly pressed the answer button: "Liao Fan."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and all eyes were fixed on Wan Xiaojuan.

A few seconds later, Wan Xiaojuan finally said: "That is to say, the head office has already agreed, right? I can sign a contract with them tonight? Okay, okay, I understand."

Hearing Wan Xiaojuan's talk, He Xiaofan secretly glanced at Fatty Wang, and the two interacted with each other, as if feeling that victory was in sight.

But when the style of painting changed, Wan Xiaojuan suddenly frowned slightly: "What? You're in some trouble? Maybe you're going to the police station? This... what's going on?"

"Police station?" He Xiaofan heard the words and quickly glanced at Gu Chen beside him.

Wan Xiaojuan was also very anxious, she started to stand up, and walked to the window to communicate with her.

From Wan Xiaojuan's 1-minute phone call, Gu Chen could tell that Liao Fan was in serious trouble.

After hanging up the phone, Wan Xiaojuan flicked her long hair, and her whole body started to flutter, showing no interest in singing at all.

"What's the matter? Did something happen to Liao's planner?" Seeing that something was wrong, Jiu Mei hurriedly asked.

Wan Xiaojuan also frowned slightly, and said for some reason: "I don't know what's going on. Liao Fan is now in the Wanshan Museum. I heard that the deputy curator over there was killed. Police investigation found that he had had an affair with the deputy curator. I had no contact with him before, so I asked him to ask him, he is still in Wanshan Museum.”

"How could this be?" Jiu Mei was also dumbfounded when she heard this.

It's fine to say that Liao Fan was absent in the morning, but he got into trouble in the afternoon?
And listening to what Wan Xiaojuan said, I feel that the situation is not that simple.

So he asked again, "Which police station are we going to?"

"It seems to be...the Furong branch." Wan Xiaojuan said.

He Xiaofan immediately glanced at Gu Chen: "Gu Chen, it's your unit, why don't you...go over and have a look, after all, Liao Fan is our important partner, if we encounter some troubles and we can't help, that's too bad What's the matter?"

"Okay, I'll go and have a look." Gu Chen put down his chopsticks, ready to leave.

He Xiaofan also quickly stood up, and arranged for everyone: "You guys eat first, and Gu Chen and I will go over to see the situation first?"

Glancing at Fatty Wang, He Xiaofan urged again and again: "Wang Hai, after dinner, take them to Dynasty KTV. There is a private room I booked over there. We will come to find you as soon as the matter is resolved."

"No problem, this matter is on me." Fatty Wang also patted his chest and assured.

Wan Xiaojuan quickly touched the assistant Xiao Gao: "Xiao Gao, you go with them, and call me anytime you need anything."

"Okay." The male assistant Xiao Gao quickly put down his chopsticks, picked up his briefcase and followed behind.

They went out together and came to the parking lot. Gu Chen drove He Xiaofan and his assistant Xiao Gao to the Wanshan Museum.

At this moment, the sky gradually dimmed.

The whole city has entered the off-duty state, and the roads are surprisingly congested.

Fortunately, Gu Chen is very familiar with traffic jams.

After a long detour, we successfully arrived outside the Wanshan Museum.

At this moment, the Wanshan Museum has been closed, the entrance has been cordoned off, and several auxiliary police officers are on duty at the entrance.

Gu Chen parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and walked towards the gate.

Seeing someone approaching, the two assistant policemen hurried forward to stop them, saying, "Entry is prohibited here."

"It's me." Gu Chen stepped forward to brush his face.

The tall and thin auxiliary policeman squinted his eyes: "Yo, so it's Team Leader Gu, aren't you on vacation today?"

"A friend was called here, so I came to have a look." Gu Chen glanced at the gate of the museum, a little curious: "What's going on here now?"

"A deputy curator was attacked and killed, and the museum lost some things." Looking back at the gate of the museum, another auxiliary policeman also shrugged: "Anyway, Lu Weiwei and Lao Wang are still inside."

"Then I'll go in and have a look."

"Row."

"no problem."

Seeing that Gu Chen wanted to go in, two auxiliary police officers hurriedly raised the cordon for him.

Seeing Gu Chen walk into the museum, He Xiaofan and his assistant Xiao Gao wanted to get closer, but they were stopped by two auxiliary policemen.

"Comrade policeman, I...we are together." He Xiaofan said with a smile.

The tall and thin auxiliary policeman shook his head: "You have to stay outside when we are together."

"But how could Gu Chen go in? Isn't he your apprentice?" Xiao Gao glanced at He Xiaofan, expressing some incomprehension.

He Xiaofan smiled: "To tell you the truth, Gu Chen is the team leader of the third criminal investigation team of the Furong Sub-bureau, and he is a serious policeman."

"Police...police?" The assistant Xiao Gao, who felt that he had been deceived, was also a little panicked: "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

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This side is still discussing whether Gu Chen is a driver or a policeman, while on the other side, Gu Chen directly walked into the gate of the museum and came to the lobby on the first floor.

At this moment, Police Officer Wang, Lu Weiwei and Yuan Shasha had already finished taking notes on several staff members at the scene, including Liao Fan who left at the dinner.

Seeing Gu Chen walking quickly, Yuan Shasha, who was facing Gu Chen's direction, was suddenly stunned, and said happily, "Huh? Brother Gu, why are you here?"

"Gu Chen? Aren't you on vacation?"

"A friend was called over by you, so I came to take a look." Gu Chen also walked quickly to everyone.

When Liao Fan saw Gu Chen, he also looked surprised: "Aren't you that driver?"

"Driver? By the way, when did Junior Brother Gu become a driver?" Hearing Liao Fan's words, Lu Weiwei also stared blankly, feeling a little confused.

Gu Chen waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's not important, what's important is what's going on here?"

"It's like this." Lu Weiwei put down the notebook and explained to Gu Chen on the spot: "Wanshan Museum usually closes at 6:5 pm, so at 30:[-], the museum staff will arrange for tourists to leave."

"But after the security guard finished the routine inspection, Deputy Curator Bao did not appear, because every time at this time, Deputy Curator Bao had to check the whole venue before leaving, so the security guard felt a little unusual, so he went to the deputy curator's office find him."

"In the end, they knocked on the door, but there was no answer from inside. The security guard immediately opened the door and entered, only to find Deputy Curator Bao lying on the ground, his head seemed to have been injured by a blunt object."

"Injured by a blunt object?" Gu Chen frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Officer Wang nodded silently: "That's right, the person died and lost things. The safe in the office was open. An ancient mask that had just been delivered to the museum disappeared along with some other precious cultural relics. This is obviously a robbery together." homicide."

"Where is Deputy Director Bao's body now? Can you take me to see it?" Gu Chen asked.

A security guard in uniform said, "He's just lying in his office. Come with me."

After speaking, he turned around and left, leading everyone to the curator's office.

Arriving at the scene of the crime, the door of the deputy curator's office has been cordoned off, and an auxiliary policeman is guarding the door.

Seeing everyone coming, he gave up his position and raised the cordon.

Gu Chen, Lu Weiwei, Police Officer Wang and Yuan Shasha walked into the office one after another.

And in the lobby of the office, as everyone said, Deputy Curator Bao was lying on the ground, with obvious blunt trauma on his head.

Judging from the injury, it seems to be a close-range attack, which can be described as a one-hit death.

Gu Chen squatted down, and Lu Weiwei immediately handed him a pair of white gloves.

Gu Chen asked curiously, "Has anyone touched the scene?"

"You have to ask the security guard." Lu Weiwei turned her head and said loudly to the door: "Security guard, where is the security guard?"

"Here we come." The security uncle walked through the cordon and quickly came to Lu Weiwei's side.

"Tell him everything you saw when you entered the door just now." Lu Weiwei said.

Uncle Security gave two "hmm" before replying: "As the female police officer said just now, after we sent the tourists away, we found that Deputy Director Bao was missing."

"I think he should be in the office. After all, at this time every day, he has to come over to inspect, but today there is no trace."

"So I came to the door of the office, called several times, but no one answered, I opened the door and went in, and then found Deputy Director Bao lying on the ground, his head seemed to have been attacked with a blunt object, and then I called the police .”

"Have you ever touched the scene? Including Deputy Curator Bao's body, and the surrounding objects?" Gu Chen turned to ask him.

Uncle security waved his hand: "No, no, I was so scared to pee. I found that something was wrong, I ran out of the office, and then loudly informed my colleagues, and then we called the police. Until your police arrived, I didn't say anything. Been to the office."

Gu Chen nodded slightly, but found that on the curator's desk, a cigar was still unburned, and there was a curl of smoke.

Gu Chen stepped forward, took the cigar in his hand and observed it carefully.

Lu Weiwei on the side stepped forward and said, "I asked the security about this cigar, and they found it was lit after they entered the room. It may have been smoked by Director Bao, or it may have been left behind by the murderer."

"Is the murderer so stupid? After the murder, the lit cigar is left behind?" Gu Chen frowned slightly, and after looking around for a week, his eyes stayed on the security guard.

Gu Chen took a few steps forward, lit the cigar in front of the security guard and asked, "Are you sure you found this cigar after entering the house?"

"That's right, it was indeed discovered after entering the house." The security uncle said.

Yuan Shasha seems to know a lot about cigars.

After putting on her white gloves, she took the lit cigar from Gu Chen's hand, and after observing it carefully, she said lightly:
"Based on how well the cigars were burned, this new cigar should have been lit around 5pm, not much different."

"Then the curator was killed around 5 p.m.?" Gu Chen pursed his dry lips and turned to ask Police Officer Wang.

Officer Wang shook his head: "I just came here too, so I don't know very well."

"What about Liao Fan outside?" Gu Chen asked again.

"Him? Because he was the only person who met Director Bao today, so we called him over for questioning as a matter of routine," Police Officer Wang said.

Lu Weiwei asked curiously, "Does Junior Brother Gu know him?"

Gu Chen smiled: "I just met him too. He is a partner with a friend of mine. He was called here temporarily during dinner at night, so I came to have a look."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Lu Weiwei heard the words, and said thoughtfully: "The main reason is that he came to Wanshan Museum to find Director Bao at noon, and we also wanted to learn something from him. Let's see What kind of anomalies did Curator Bao have today, that's why he was asked to come over to assist in the investigation."

Glancing at the lit cigar in Yuan Shasha's hand, Lu Weiwei said again: "But judging from the situation at the scene, the murderer should have come over around 5 o'clock, and Liao Fan said that he was having dinner with friends around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, so we want to get rid of it." clear."

"That's right, Liao Fan did have dinner with me around 5 p.m., and I can testify to that."

Gu Chen is also seeking truth from facts, clarifying the situation on the scene.

Lu Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, then nodded silently: "So I was having dinner with you? Then it should be fine."

"But... who did it?" Police Officer Wang crossed his arms and looked at the burly curator Bao's body, thinking thoughtfully:

"Looking at Director Bao's strong body, he should also be a person who exercises regularly. If the murderer breaks in, surely Director Bao will also fight to the death?"

"But it's very strange. I found that there was no trace of fighting in the room, which shows that everything happened quietly."

"The fact that the head was attacked with a blunt object can only show that the murderer committed the crime in a very close place, perhaps by an acquaintance."

After Police Officer Wang finished speaking, Gu Chen reflexively glanced at the security guard.

Uncle Security was startled, and quickly waved his hands to clear the relationship: "Don't... don't look at me, this matter has nothing to do with me. I have been on duty in the lobby today, and other colleagues can prove this."

"I didn't say it was you." Gu Chen also walked to Director Bao's body, walked around Director Bao's body, and said again: "Let me ask you, does Director Bao usually exercise?"

"Exercise! He usually goes to play basketball, football and so on. He is very strong."

"Then if..." Gu Chen raised his head and stared at the security guard, and said again: "I mean, if, suppose you were to fight with Director Bao, a life-and-death duel, do you think you have a chance to beat him? "

"Uh……"

I was a little confused when asked by Gu Chen, the security guard scratched the back of his head, and after some careful thinking, he said: "If I have a life-and-death duel with Director Bao, maybe I may not have a chance to win. he."

"Because curator Bao, he usually exercises regularly. When he was in school, he was a good athlete."

"If you want to fight him, it's okay if you have a weapon in your hand. If you don't have a weapon, I don't think the chance of winning is very good."

When Gu Chen heard this, he also nodded slightly: "In other words, even you may not be able to defeat Director Bao, which means that it is unlikely for ordinary people to defeat Director Bao, but if they are at close range , The unexpected attack must make Director Bao hard to guard against."

Uncle Security was taken aback by the question.

He looked at Gu Chen, then at Director Bao who was lying on the ground, and then at himself, then nodded and said: "Yes, comrade policeman, you are right, this kind of situation can only be a close range attack. "

"Because the police officer Wang also said just now that there is almost no trace of a fight in the room, which shows that our curator Bao was killed in one blow. The murderer must have been unprepared and caught the curator by surprise. attack him."

"Could it be for cultural relics?" Gu Chen put his hips on his hips, turned his head to look at the safe in the office, and then asked the security guard, "Say, what exactly did you lose?"

"Just... an ancient mask that has just been delivered to the museum. It is an item that is going to be exhibited in the exhibition area tomorrow, as well as some other precious cultural relics."

"However, compared to that ancient mask, other items are insignificant, because it is said that this mask is priceless, and it was worn by a royal family in ancient times."

"Royal mask?" Gu Chen stared blankly.

Uncle Security nodded fiercely: "That's right, it is the mask of the royal family, and it was collected from a private person in our museum. It is said that it was unearthed in the ancient tomb of the royal family. It is a rare treasure."

"Furthermore, our curator Bao also took a lot of effort to introduce this ancient mask into our Wanshan Museum, and he was even a little reluctant to display it for tourists to visit."

After thinking for a while, the security uncle said again: "So I temporarily locked it in the safe in the office, and prepared to take it out quietly and put it in a professional exhibition cabinet after all the tourists have left today."

"But I didn't expect such a situation to happen this afternoon. Director Bao was smashed to death, and the mask and other cultural relics disappeared. It feels like a sudden disaster."

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(End of this chapter)