Retracing the Police Path 1993

(My body is gradually recovering, and updates will be gradually resumed from today)

Not a single case has been filed.

Liu Pengcheng glanced at Liu Xin, and he understood the meaning of this sentence.

In murder cases, one of the most basic principles must be followed: if you are alive, you must see the person; if you are dead, you must see the body. If no body is found, it will be very difficult to file a criminal case unless the murder scene is discovered.

If there is no murder scene, no body is found, and there is no evidence to support the murder, the person can only be treated as a missing person. When filing a missing person's case, the missing person's close relatives usually report the case at their place of residence or habitual residence. As long as there are no specific clues, such cases will most likely remain unsolved.

These family members have chased them here. To these family members, Tong County is definitely a "foreign place", and they should have some clues.

After thinking about it, Liu Pengcheng didn't say much, but directly took the case files and started looking through them one by one.

Most of the materials are household registration materials, some are thick, some are thin, and some also include a large pile of various unclear photos. These photos were all provided by family members.

"This." Liu Pengcheng picked up a pale black and white photo, "Is this just a photo?"

"This?" Liu Xin looked over, and then thought for a moment, "I have an impression of this. It was about five years ago. There was only one woman in the family, and she was not found. I found out when I went to investigate. Her husband was already 50 years old. He was many years old. He said he went out to work and then disappeared. This photo was of this man more than ten years ago. I remember it was the only time this man went to the city to send his children to school. Well, anyway, this is just a black and white photo. The clarity is not enough. As for the photo on the ID card, it was even earlier."

"I have been missing for more than five years." Liu Pengcheng looked at the photo, and then looked at the man's ID card photo. On the ID card, the man was probably in his 30s, somewhat high-spirited, but in the black-and-white photo, he looked lifeless. The weathering of the photos is one thing, but more likely, there are many tragic experiences and blows in life.

"Well, there is no news. I tried to check, but there is no clue. As for her wife saying that he went out to work with Tan Song, and other things..." Liu Xin sighed, "None of these people have mobile phones or BB cameras. Once they leave, In the village, it’s as if this person no longer exists. Trains and buses are not registered with real names, and they cannot touch airplanes.”

"Let's assume," Liu Pengcheng put all the materials away and looked at Liu Xin, "assuming these people are dead, then where were the bodies placed by Tansong? Does Tansong, a hospital, have the ability to handle corpses?"

"It's impossible. I probably know about his basement. I've collected their sewage, and I've used luminol test strips in some places, but it's never been detected. His basement is used to process traditional Chinese medicine at most. The things he sells in the building. As for the things he sells to tour groups, they are expensive, but they are not too fake. If the price is just too high, how can we police deal with it? For example, I have seen him price farmed ginseng at seven to eight thousand, But the cost of this thing is probably only a few dozen yuan. Some tourists bargained for 1000 yuan, can I stop them?" Liu Xin looked at Zhao Suo's bed and did not continue to say anything. Obviously there was still some resentment.

"It's useless to stop him." Liu Pengcheng nodded, thought for a while, and then asked, "When was the last time someone reported a missing person to the police?" "Two years ago, but now I have no energy left. I'm at this police station. After six years, if it hadn't been for this incident, I would have left." Liu Xin's voice was somewhat lonely.

Liu Pengcheng probably understood something. He was silent for a while, and finally asked: "I still have two things to ask. One is about the things they produce in the basement. These things don't seem to have anything to do with the hospital, and they have nothing to do with what they sell on the first floor. The items are not related, so where were they sold to? On the other hand, I want to know the current attitude of your police station towards this hospital."

"These two questions are not easy to explain, and what I said may not be correct. You just need to listen." Liu Xin said as he began to pack up the materials and prepare to put them back.

"I don't know where the things produced here have gone. In fact, there are not many things here. I have traced it, but I have found nothing. I feel that even if there are some Chinese patent medicines produced here, the output is far from large. , always gives people a kind of feeling. I have something to say, don’t take it too seriously. I think this place may be a cover-up, a place specially reserved for police surprise inspections. I am still thinking about today’s action, that Director Li of the Fourth Hospital, That excited look, is he really afraid that we will find something, or is he really trying to hide something. If it is a cover-up, then I really don’t know what he is hiding. "

"As for the second question, it's a long story. I haven't found out what Tan Song relied on to complete the basic accumulation of capital. When I came to the police station, Suo Sun had already died. I talked to Suo Zhao. Regarding this matter, I mentioned the funds of this hospital. This hospital stopped operations many times in the mid-term and restarted many times, but these increased expenses were only a small amount. The most critical thing is probably the start-up funds, which we have not found. However, One thing is generally recognized, and that is that since this place started accepting tour groups, the income has been very considerable. The owner, Tan Song, drove a Santana four years ago. After that, he changed cars almost every year, and now he drives a Mercedes-Benz S600. . Because there were too many conflicts in the early stage, and occasionally missing family members came to look for Tan Song, so Tan Song was ready to package up the hospital and sell it, and he was ready to leave. "

"Tan Song is running away?" Liu Pengcheng was a little surprised.

"Yes, I feel that our attack was in vain, most likely because he has already started to move. To be honest, if we don't go this time, I'm afraid we won't be able to find him in a while. Today's operation failed Nothing, at first I thought that Tan Song had bribed the police and staged such a show on purpose. After checking, he was fine and he could have escaped safely. If it weren’t for you?"

"I understand," Liu Pengcheng stood up straighter and looked at Liu Xin, "Thank you for your persistence."

"So, we have actually been very polite to Tan Song recently. We have been so for the past two years, maintaining a seemingly good relationship, and even talking and laughing, because we have no evidence. It is precisely because of this that Tan Song persists until now. He I think I want to leave this time because I heard the news a while ago. I think it must be related to your previous investigation at the city hospital."

"No matter what you say, I will give you an explanation." (End of Chapter)