The Rise of the Peninsula

Chapter 224 0187——
"Did you find anything?" I wiped the drool from the corner of my mouth and got up and asked.

Ye Qian didn't speak, but shook her head feebly.

"Has Lao Xian's inspection been completed?" I asked again.

"Probably not yet, half an hour ago I saw that the lights in the laboratory were still on." Ye Qian replied wearily.

As we were talking, Brother Ming's voice came from the corridor: "Come to the meeting room, let's have a meeting!"

Hearing this call, I regained my energy in an instant, grabbed my notebook, got up and ran towards the meeting room, and Ye Qian also got up and left the office after getting dressed.

The four of us quickly walked to our seats. Lao Xian was the last to enter the meeting room with a stack of test reports in his arms. I saw his dejected expression and basically guessed the result of the test.

"Guoxian, tell me quickly." Brother Ming's voice was a little hurried.

Lao Xian sat down on the seat, lit the cigarette that Brother Ming threw to him, took a puff, and said: "Now all the blood on the objects are left by the deceased, and I didn't find any biological test of the suspect. material."

Brother Ming frowned slightly, and turned his gaze to Ye Qian.

Ye Qian said understandingly: "Yesterday and today, our city did not have any reports of missing persons. Our criminal police team and all the policemen in the police station took the assisted investigation notices to the city's transportation hubs to find drivers for motorcycles. None of them One can recognize the identity of the dead."

"Are there any omissions?" Brother Ming hurriedly asked.

"No, we have dispatched all the informants from the criminal police team, but there is still no feedback." Ye Qian said with her head drooping.

"Isn't the deceased a native of our city?" Brother Ming said to himself.

Suddenly, he changed the subject and said to Ye Qian: "Our city has basically sorted it out. Since there is no work, the surrounding cities have to start work. After you finish the meeting, contact Team Xu and let him work in our Yunxi City. All the surrounding prefectures and cities have issued assisted investigation notices, especially the prefectures and cities adjacent to our city, which should be the focus of investigation. He is a motorcycle driver, and it is impossible to pull people out of the province."

"Understood!" Ye Qian stopped the pen in her hand and nodded.

"Jiao Lei, Xiaolong, do you two have anything to say?" Brother Ming turned his head and asked.

Fat Lei and I shook our heads in unison after hearing this.

"Okay, let's wait for Ye Qian's feedback and discuss the results. The meeting is adjourned."

The biggest torment is waiting, and this torment has been with me for five days.Ye Qian has hardly appeared in the office for the past five days. For a girl, I feel that she is really desperate.In fact, sometimes I wonder why she has such a strong motivation to become a police officer.

Although Ye Qian's uncle is the captain of the criminal police team, but she is currently an intern. Whether she can be assigned to the criminal police team in the future is still a matter of debate, because in the public security organs, there are still more girls working in civilian jobs, and there are not many girls. I like to be grounded.Take staying up late to handle cases as an example. Girls’ resistance is not normal. When I was in the police academy, I often heard the girls in our class say: "Oh, the criminal police team and the police station can’t go there at all. If you stay up late The skin is all gone, and the most beautiful time of a woman is only a few years, I don’t want to ruin it like this. If I am assigned to the Public Security Bureau, I will sit in the office, drink tea, chat, and be more comfortable.” In my opinion, this is actually the true thinking that most police school girls should have. For a girl like Ye Qian, I really don't understand where her motivation comes from.

"Beep...beep...beep!" A siren sounded from outside.

I got up and walked towards the window in the corridor, opened the glass window, and poked my head out.The first thing I saw was the license plate number of the police car.

"It turned out to be the car of the criminal police team." I muttered.

"Director Leng, the identity of the deceased has been found!" Ye Qian rushed to Brother Ming's office after getting out of the car.

"What, have you found out?" I heard this, and excitedly got into Brother Ming's office.Fat Lei and Lao Xian also hurried in.

Ye Qian patted her chest, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "We mobilized the police forces in several cities, and finally found out the identity of the deceased. He was the driver of the motorcycle in Liuhe9lib? City, east of Yunxi City, and his name was Xu Gang. , This is exactly what Director Leng said."

"Have you investigated the situation of the deceased?" Brother Ming hurriedly asked.

"We didn't have time to ask, but we...we brought the deceased's family members downstairs." Ye Qian explained.

"How many people are there in the deceased's family?" Brother Ming asked again.

"His wife, three children, and two elderly people." Ye Qian said while counting her fingers.

"Isn't it all brought?" I asked a little surprised.

"The two elderly people are too old to come here, so we brought the deceased's wife and children." Ye Qian answered with her hands in her pockets.

"Okay, let's go down and have a look together." Brother Ming got up first and walked out of the office, followed by the four of us.

In a blink of an eye, we saw the deceased's wife and children in the reception room on the first floor.The deceased's wife was in her 30s, wearing a pleated long-sleeved shirt, a pair of blue trousers, and a pair of handmade cloth shoes.With dark skin and chapped marks everywhere on her face, she gives the impression of a typical rural woman.Her three children are two girls and one boy.The two girls were about the same age, only six years old at most.The boy looked younger, about three or four years old.A few children were unkempt, stepping on the cold floor with bare feet, without even a decent dress on them, which made me feel very sad.

It may be the first time for this woman to enter the police station, and she looked at us nervously. The three little dolls were also close to the woman's legs, their small eyes flickering, and they looked at us with some fear.

At this moment, Ye Qian knelt down, clapped her palms to the little dolls and said softly, "Little friends, can Auntie take you to play together? The police uncle has something to ask Mom."

Maybe it's because Ye Qian has a beautiful and handsome face, coupled with her sweet smile, very few people would refuse her request.The three dolls blinked, looked at Ye Qian, and then looked up at their mother with a questioning look.

The woman was a little embarrassed, and I said in a timely manner: "We have a few questions about your husband, it will be over soon, and our female police officer will take care of the child."

"What's wrong with my husband?" The woman hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Hearing what the woman said, I gave Ye Qian a questioning look, and Ye Qian shook her head slightly at me.I immediately understood what she meant.

This is also a common method used by our public security bureau, especially for the families of murder victims.Take this case as an example. The deceased lived in a rural area. If the criminal police told the woman that her husband had been killed in the village at that time, her emotions would definitely be out of control.If the woman discloses the news of her husband's death, then anyone in the village who is related to her will definitely come to have a look. When dozens of people come, the Public Security Bureau will be surrounded to the brim. Just receiving these people is a problem.Therefore, informing the other party of the handling of the case in advance will not have any positive effect. Therefore, the general public security bureau's handling method is not to inform the deceased's family of the specific situation first, and then slowly persuade the deceased's immediate family members after they are brought back to the unit. , which works better.

Facing the woman's question, Brother Ming said calmly, "You go upstairs with me first, and I'll tell you slowly."

The woman stared at us for a while, then lowered her head and said to the children: "Big girl, second girl, Maodan, play with auntie for a while, and mom will go up with the police uncle first, and come down soon."

"En." The three dolls nodded innocently, then walked towards Ye Qian with a smile.

[-]. The real motive for committing the crime

"What's wrong with my man?" the woman asked as soon as she entered the door of the conference room.

I took a glass of water from the water dispenser and put it in her hand, then said softly, "Sit down and drink some water, we'll ask you a few questions first."

Seeing how enthusiastic I was, the woman looked a little better, took the water glass with both hands, and slowly sat down on the seat.

Brother Ming took advantage of this time and hurriedly asked, "Your name is Zhang Meifeng, right?"

"Yeah!" The female machine nodded.

"Can you tell me about your family situation?" Brother Ming changed his questioning method.

In fact, this is a very effective way of asking questions. If Zhang Meifeng asked about her husband's situation, she would definitely hold on to the question and say something like "what's wrong with my husband" and "I want to see my husband" , so no substantive information can be obtained.If you ask about her family situation instead, you can know the situation of the deceased by the way. This is a good way of asking questions.

Zhang Meifeng obviously didn't understand Brother Ming's meaning, picked up the water glass and took a big sip, and said to Brother Ming: "My family has one, two, three, four..." Zhang Meifeng looked up at the roof carefully while wringing her fingers. She counted quickly, and when she counted to "six", she stopped the movement of her hands and said, "Add me, a total of seven people, three children, me, my man, my man's parents."

"What do you guys usually do?" Brother Ming imitated Zhang Meifeng's accent, in order to create a conversation environment she was familiar with.

"It's a motorcycle!" Zhang Meifeng said proudly.

"What kind of motorcycle does it look like, can you describe it well?" Brother Ming asked.

"It's just a red motorcycle." Zhang Meifeng racked her brains to describe it.

"Are there any obvious features on the car?" Brother Ming asked carefully.

"What are the obvious features?" Zhang Meifeng asked puzzled.

"It's different from other motorcycles." I added on the side.

"Oh, do the stickers on the car count?" Zhang Meifeng asked tentatively.

"Forget it, of course, where are they posted?" I asked.

"Oh, it's all done by my kids, it's all over the motorcycle." Zhang Meifeng said with a smile.

"What do you usually do at home?"

"I usually farm at home, and my man earns money outside." Zhang Meifeng replied rubbing her hands.

"Do you earn a lot?"

"It's tens of dollars a night. Together, we can earn tens of thousands of dollars a year, which is enough to spend." Zhang Meifeng has already been brought into the drama by the short-sighted questions of Brother Ming and the parents, as if she has made the main purpose of her visit this time. Forgot all about it.This is also Ming Ge's brilliance.

"Where does your husband usually have a motorcycle?" Seeing that Zhang Meifeng was completely relaxed, Brother Ming hurriedly asked.

"Oh, he usually 'sit on the table' (waiting for work) at the train station in Liuhe City." Zhang Meifeng recalled carefully.

"They all go at night?" Brother Ming asked carefully, because it was related to the question of when the suspect got on the bus, so Zhang Meifeng's answer was very important.

"Yes, basically they go out at eight o'clock in the evening and go home the next morning." Zhang Meifeng replied seriously.

"Your husband hasn't been at home these days, why didn't you call the police?" Brother Ming suddenly asked such a question.

"Hey, I can't lose a big man, why should I call the police?" Zhang Meifeng said with a smile on the corner of her mouth.She herself probably thought it was a good joke, and maybe we'd laugh along with her.When she finished speaking and saw the serious expressions of the people around us, her smile froze, and she became uneasy.She got up from the chair tremblingly, walked in front of Brother Ming, grabbed Brother Ming's wrist with both hands, stared and asked nervously: "What's wrong with my man? What's wrong with my man?" Zhang Meifeng's voice became more and more serious. Big, shaking involuntarily all over his body.

I stood beside Brother Ming, looked at Zhang Meifeng's worried expression, and clasped my hands tightly. The hatred for the criminal suspect filled my heart at this moment.Now I finally understand why my father was so "ruthless" to abandon my mother and me to devote himself to my work; I also finally understand why my mother has never complained about my father's actions over the years.

"No matter how difficult it is, the murderer must be caught." I vowed silently in my heart.

"Your man was killed." Brother Ming still told this unacceptable reality.

"Killed? Killed? My man was killed?" Zhang Meifeng slumped on the ground, looking at us with dull eyes, muttering to herself.

I walked up to her slowly, took out a pack of tissues from my pocket and handed it over.

"Don't touch me!" Zhang Meifeng knocked off the facial tissue in my hand and shouted at me.

"Xiaolong, let her be quiet for a while. You all go out, and I will enlighten her." Brother Ming said to us.

It is absolutely safe to leave it to Brother Ming here, so we went out in response.

Fat Lei, who usually had a playful smile, now also hooked his head, bent his waist, and walked slowly towards his office with heavy steps.

I angrily punched the wall of the corridor. Facing the case, it was the first time I felt so angry, and also the first time I felt the responsibility on myself, a promise to the dead.

It wasn't until six o'clock in the afternoon that Zhang Meifeng's mood finally calmed down a little. Under Brother Ming's persuasion, she took the three children on the way home.At the moment when the three children were carried into the police car by Ye Qian, I noticed a detail. The three children were all put on brand new coats. Their little faces, which were originally covered with dirt, were now illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun. It looks so clean and innocent.At the moment the police car started, the three little dolls clasped the car window and waved their little hands vigorously at Ye Qian who was outside the car window.After the police car left the courtyard, I took another look at Ye Qian who was walking towards me with her head down, with moved eyes.

(End of this chapter)