Serious Crime Unit 1

Chapter 798 The Death of the Judge (12)
"Do you know Fang Weihai?" Jiang Yiming deliberately tested him. When questioning a famous painter like Fan Shan, he should use roundabout tactics because he has inextricable connections with many big leaders. If he offends him, If you are unhappy, you will be in trouble if you are sued by him.Of course, there is another reason, he respects the elite in any field.

"I don't know, who is he? He must be an unknown person, right?" He looked aloof. Jiang Yiming's impression of a famous painter was not like this, but like an elegant, noble and humble gentleman.

"The former president of the Jiangbei District Criminal Court, this official is not a small one."

"What is a bureau-level cadre in a district? Most of the cadres I know are department-level and above."

"Does Mr. Fan interact with people based on his official position?"

"No...how could I be so snobbish?" He seemed to realize that he had lost his temper and quickly changed his words.Jiang Yiming suddenly remembered a sentence in "Zhu Xi's Maxims on Family Governance": If virtue is not matched, there will be disaster.

"Your ex-wife Ai Wanhong said that you knew Fang Weihai. Not only did you know him, but you also hated him very much."

"Ai Wanhong, this slut, she has been divorced for so many years, and she is still slandering me behind my back!" His hands were shaking slightly and his face was sullen.

"She didn't slander you, she told the truth."

"She did something shameful and she said it with a face."

"No, she said that you acquiesced in the matter with Fang Weihai."

"Nonsense! It was because I discovered their shameless things that I forced her to divorce."

"So, you really hate Fang Weihai for ruining your family, right?"

"Of course, I will never forget it for the rest of my life, so after my divorce, I worked harder on my painting skills, stood up in adversity, and slowly achieved what I have today. This is the best response to that couple!" He said He speaks loudly, is always agitated, and is full of anger, which makes him even more suspicious.

"Fang Weihai is dead, murdered."

"Dead? Or was he murdered?" He was shocked, wondering if he was pretending.

"you do not know?"

"I don't hear what's going on outside the window. I just close the door and just paint. How did I know he was dead?"

"You have a motive for murder, so we must come to you to understand the situation. Where were you from 2018 to 4 pm on April 18, 3?"

Fan Shan is 45 years old. He is about 175 centimeters tall and weighs about 70 kilograms. He is in line with the height and weight of a sniper, especially his sharp eyes. However, the only thing that does not meet the requirements is his impatience.A sniper must remain calm no matter what the situation is, but he was just the opposite.

"April 4... I must have been at home. It was only 20 days ago, and I remember it very well."

"Can anyone prove it?"

"My wife can prove it, as well as my nanny."

"Do you have surveillance cameras installed in your home?"

"No, I feel very uncomfortable living under the monitor every day."

"Where is your nanny? Please call her here and we will ask for identification."

Fan Shan stood up, walked outside the door, stood on the winding path and shouted to the second floor: "Alan - come down here, hurry up." His tone became very gentle, and his expression became much more relaxed. If two people.

"Boss, I'm here -" A young girl walked down the wooden stairs. She had a delicate appearance, a simple temperament, and a pair of big watery eyes shining beautifully.

"These two are police officers from the city bureau. They have something to ask you. Don't be afraid. Just tell the truth." After that, he went upstairs.Alan looked at the two of them uneasily, sitting half-assed on the sofa, even more reserved than Sister Lin when she first entered Jia's house.

After questioning Alan, she proved that Fan Shan was painting at home at the time of the incident. At that time, an agent from Beijing came to visit him. They had been talking about how to manage Fan Shan's paintings, but they did not reach an agreement. The agent's name was His name is Hong Ming. In order to please Fan Shan, he even took a photo with Alan.

Hong Ming also left his mobile phone number to Alan. Jiang Yiming asked Alan to send the photo and Hong Ming's mobile phone number to his mobile phone, and Alan did so.

Jiang Yiming saw the date and accurate time from the attributes of the group photo, and then called Hong Ming to verify. Hong Ming said that it was true. If you don't believe it, you can go to the airport to check the surveillance video. Hong Ming was at 4:18 pm on April 13. Getting off the plane.Jiang Yiming felt that it was meaningless to check Hong Ming's flight arrival time, because Hong Ming did not necessarily go straight to Fan Shan's home after getting off the plane.

"Captain Jiang, do you think Fan Shan might have murdered Fang Weihai?"

"It's very possible, because he is rich and powerful now, and there is no problem hiring a sniper to kill Fang Weihai. Moreover, Fan Shan is not a good person. He is arrogant and snobbish. He is not like a well-known and respected painter at all."

"Yes, I think his expression is even a little abnormal. Maybe he has lived a down and out life for a long time, which has twisted his heart. There is a killing intent in his eyes, especially when we mention Ai Wanhong and Fang Weihai When the incident happened, the murderous intention became even stronger." "You have a lot of wisdom, I think so too, but how can we find out the sniper he hired?"

"Check his social connections. Of course, the most direct way is to check his accounts. If there is a large amount of unknown fund flow, his suspicion will suddenly increase."

"If he had taken precautions, it would have been very difficult for us to find any holes in his account."

"Fan Shanyi stretches out his hands and opens his mouth when he comes to eat. He is like a hermit. He is relatively simple and may not think so much. God only gave him the talent of painting, and it is impossible for him to be proficient in everything."

"Well, let's check his account."

The two of them came to the nearby China Construction Bank, found the account manager, took out their police ID cards, and said that they needed to check Fan Shan's bank account because the case was being handled. Because the information between banks was connected to the Internet, no matter which bank Fan Shan opened an account in, he could Found.

Of course, the account manager did not dare to neglect, and took them to her office, turned on the computer, entered the password and started to query. It was found that Fan Shan transferred 2018 yuan at 3:15 on March 15, 21, and the payee was Li Zhongjun. , the collection account is opened at Bank of China.

Li Zhongjun was born on January 1984, 1 in Huanghe Town, Jiangnan District, and lived in Hongfu Homeland at No. 5 Shenghui Road.Jiang Yiming and Zhou Ting drove to the Jiangnan Branch to find out the situation from the film policeman Li Tianyu who was in charge of Hongfu's home.

Li Tianyu knew Li Zhongjun's situation. He had served as a soldier in an armed police force for three years and retired in the fall of 2005. After retirement, he had no job. He mingled with people in society all day long, sometimes helping his boss to watch games and collect debts. He still works today. The main reason why he is not married is that he is very carefree and can do anything he wants to eat, drink, have fun, gamble and go whoring.

Li Tianyu said that Li Zhongjun is 178 centimeters tall and weighs 75 kilograms. He is very strong and a boxing master. He has been exercising in the gym for many years. If he had a career ambition, he would be a good prospect, but it is a pity that he has used it for evil purposes.

Jiang Yiming felt that Li Zhongjun was very suspicious because his height, weight, and identity as an armed policeman all matched that of a sniper. The most suspicious thing was that he received 50 yuan from Fan Shan.

"We must find Li Zhongjun immediately." Jiang Yiming said to Li Tianyu with a stern face.

"I have his mobile phone number. How about I call him first and ask him where he is?" He asked Jiang Yiming for his opinion.

"Okay, don't tell him that we are looking for him, so as not to alert the enemy, just say that you want to invite him out for tea because there is a boss who wants to see him."

"Okay." He took out his mobile phone, called up Li Zhongjun's mobile phone number, and dialed it. As a result, the mobile company system responded with a voice: The number you dialed cannot be connected, please call again later.

"Let's go to his house to find him."

The three people came to Li Zhongjun's home. The person who opened the door was Li Zhongjun's father Li Xiangguang. He knew Li Tianyu. He said that his son had been out for more than ten days. At first, he said that he was traveling in Xishuangbanna, Yunnan, with his girlfriend Wu Xiaoli. , after about a week, he could not contact his son, and he was very worried that something happened to Li Zhongjun.

Jiang Yiming felt that the possibility of something happening to Li Zhongjun was very small. He was from the armed police force, was good at fighting, and had been in the underworld for so many years. He should be very vigilant, and few people would dare to touch him.

Jiang Yiming asked Li Xiangguang: "What is the name of your son's girlfriend?"

"I don't know, he didn't say, this beast, he has brought back seven or eight girlfriends. The red envelopes I gave to his girlfriends are tens of thousands. Oh, it's all my fault. I can't control him. He will die." I got it early. In order to raise him, I was running around for a living, and I didn’t have the time or energy to take care of him..." After he finished speaking, his eyes turned red.

"Did he have a cell phone?"

"Yes, I have an Apple 8plus mobile phone."

"Does he still have the instruction manual for his cell phone?"

"Yes, it seems to be on his bedside table."

"Please give it to us, we can use it."

He walked into Li Zhongjun's bedroom, opened the drawer of the bedside table, rummaged through it for a while, and saw the packaging box and instruction manual of the mobile phone. Then he walked out and handed it to Jiang Yiming. After Jiang Yiming thanked him, he said goodbye.

"Captain Jiang, where do you think Li Zhongjun will go?"

"It should be the border. He may have fled abroad from Yunnan or Guizhou."

"Why did he run away? We haven't found any evidence yet."

"I don't know. In short, I think the possibility of him being in the country is relatively small. However, he is willing to kill for 50, and he has little energy and can't run far. As long as it is him who did it, the probability of arresting him is very high. , you know the 'Mekong River Massacre', right? Is the drug lord Nuokang powerful enough? In the end, we were arrested and brought to justice and sentenced to death."

"What should we do now?"

"Go to Fan Shan again and force him to tell the truth. Fan Shan and Li Zhongjun are not the same kind of people. They probably don't interact with each other. They were introduced to each other through an intermediary."

(End of this chapter)