The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 88
Song Zhen came out of the interrogation room, Niu Quan just went up to meet him, hesitant to speak.

The matter has developed to the point where the case has been clarified, and Ma Chao also confessed, but the only thing missing is a death list.

The evidence is convincing, and I am afraid that Ma Chao’s crime will not be cured, but if Ma Chao refuses to speak, even if DNA comparison and other methods can be used, the identities of the victims may still not be found out, after all, the database has not yet been covered.

So if the list can be obtained by meeting the conditions mentioned by Ma Chao, since he has been arrested and brought to justice, it seems... harmless?
But in the face of Song Zhen, Niu Quangang couldn't say such a thing anyway.

"Let's go to Zaoshan Road first."

Song Zhen didn't give Niu Quangang a chance to speak, so he spoke directly.

"Now?"

"Yes." Song Zhen gave him a positive look.

Niu Quangang didn't think there was anything wrong with going to Zaoshan Road in the middle of the night, but he didn't expect that Song Zhen would be so concerned about this case, that he would be responsible to the end.

Thinking of my worries at the pier earlier, I couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

The police car galloped all the way, heading towards Zaoshan Road, Donganhe District.

The neon lights of the city at night are as bright as day.

Then, behind the brightly lit high-rise buildings, there is a dark place hidden.

This is Zaoshan Road.

Zaoshan Road belongs to the old town of Dong'anhe District, hidden in the circle of high-rise buildings, there is a piece of small and old tube buildings.

After the vehicle turned into the alleyway, the street lights became dim, and the distance illuminated by the headlights also shortened suddenly. As far as the line of sight was concerned, there were only messy debris piled up on the side of the road and vehicles parked at random.

Dirty, messy, poor.

This place is like a place where the sun does not shine, dark, old, and damaged, like the shadow behind the glamor of this city, full of unknown hardships and poverty.

"This used to be the staff dormitory of the brewery, but the brewery collapsed a long time ago, probably more than ten years ago. At that time, it happened to be a period of massive construction and development in G City. As the local residents of this city, these people naturally Don't worry about the lack of opportunities for development, many people have become rich and naturally moved away from here, and now this place is waiting to be demolished."

Niu Quangang pointed to the dilapidated old residential building in front of him and introduced it to Song Zhen.

Every city has such a corner, right in the midst of the bustling city, which is called a microcosm of the old city on a good note, or a slum on a bad note. It is completely different from the advanced development of the whole city, and it symbolizes backwardness and poverty.

Even G City, a coastal city, cannot avoid such a situation.

"This section was said to be demolished several years ago. It's not that there are no houses open for negotiation. On the contrary, many houses have come to open business, but the price can't be negotiated, so that it has been put on hold afterwards. It was rumored some time ago Mo's Real Estate wanted to talk, but who knew that Mo's Real Estate suddenly turned to the shantytowns adjacent to County B, and would rather take over the mess of the 'three counties and one city' project than fight for this golden land. Mo’s Real Estate is not willing to gnaw hard nuts, and other people want to take over, and they have to think carefully about the twists and turns, so now this land has become uninterested.”

Morse Real Estate?Song Zhen couldn't help thinking of Qin Feng's Xiao Qingmei.

His little green plum is a hot search physique. As the head of Guangdong Hai Group and the largest shareholder of Mo's Real Estate, he has only returned to G City for more than three months, but he has done several sensational things.

Pull back your thoughts and return to the recent situation on Zaoshan Road.

Most of the landlords here are employees of the original brewery. These people have become rich one after another. This is their real estate.

They definitely don't like the compensation alone. Everyone is up for sale. There are always people who are not satisfied with a plan. It is not easy to win this land, no wonder it is still vacant.

The original residents all moved out when they got rich, and those who really live here are often those who yearn for the wealth, development and prosperity of this city and plunge into it.

There are college students with ideals, office workers who are busy and wandering, and low-level workers who export labor and contribute to this city...

All kinds of people come and go, which also creates a great mobility of tenants in Tongzilou.

The two quickly arrived at No. 38 Zaoshan Road.

The neighborhood is almost full of rags, which can be called a rags-to-riches street, surrounded by piles of recycled waste. Niu Quangang and Song Zhen found it difficult to get off the road as they walked on the road.

At the same time, there is an indescribable unpleasant smell in the air, and when you kick something, you can hear the buzzing of flies.

Niu Quangang and Song Zhen looked at each other, feeling in their hearts, with such a strong smell, no matter how much he, Ma Chao, hid the body, no one would doubt it.

What's more, the population here is highly mobile, who would care what a stranger does every day?

The two finally walked to Room 5, Unit 3, Building 101, which is Ma Chao's house.

"Captain! Mr. Song!"

When the police officers who were the first to search Ma Chao's house saw Niu Quangang and Song Zhen, they immediately seemed to have found the backbone.

Song Zhen glanced around and saw two male police officers squatting on the ground. It was not known whether it was the night too dark or other reasons.

He must have vomited.

Beside them stood a woman in a white coat with big waves.

　As much as I've been trying to be positive lately, I can't help but explode... I'm really, really scared about the future.Every time the PK job changes, the salary is okay, but it makes me feel a little out of breath. Whether I live for work or work for life, I am just confused in the besieged city, moaning without illness, or I really can’t bear it ?I'm panicking...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)