Criminal Investigation Files

In the afternoon, the library gave feedback that Zhang peicai had borrowed the Nancheng newspaper of that year 18 years ago, and there was more than one newspaper. Although he found out this, the scope was a little wide.

That year, it should be the year after the 519 case. Song Wen was a child at that time, and he should be in the second grade of primary school. His memory of that year is blurred, but he vaguely remembers that it was a disaster year, with all kinds of natural disasters and constant troubles.

Song wenphen asked the two policemen to go to the library and take over the newspaper of the whole year at that time and make a photocopy.

Song Wen sighed. He came out of the shop and went to the second shop. The result was almost the same. Song Wen frowned, rolled up his sleeves and stood at the door of the luxury shop, thinking about what to do next. Shop by shop, he asked what he wanted to do in the past.

Song Wen observed the location of several cameras in the store and asked about the purchase that day. The shopkeeper asked three times. Song Wen takes out a picture of Zhang peicai. The shopkeeper shakes his head again and says he has no impression.

Song Wen didn't talk nonsense either. He took the police officer's certificate to explain his intention. He hoped that they would cooperate with him. The shopkeeper immediately showed his embarrassment: "sorry, sir. We don't have many cameras in this shop, and it's to prevent the loss of some products. You can keep them for a week at most. You've covered them for a long time And we don't have authority yet. Why don't you leave your contact information, we'll apply with the store manager, and we'll get back to you when we have news? "

Song Wen walked into the first store. The clerk at the door quickly swept his eyes as he bowed. He looked at him from top to bottom and welcomed him with a smile. His expression was stiff. It seemed that he had already determined that he was not a potential customer.

This is a pedestrian street with a roof. The whole building is like a glass world. There are huge glass curtain walls everywhere. Each luxury store is designed independently, or two or three floors. Huge advertising signs are advertising the new products of the season.

Song Wen only once in a while has a dinner date with his friends here. Those expensive luxury goods are only seen in the window. He parks the police car in the underground parking lot and walks all the way up.

The high-end shopping malls for luxury goods in Nancheng are located in the middle of the city. This area has unique buildings and is always full of traffic.

It's more than seven o'clock in the evening. Song Wen looked at the time and drove directly to the city center.

According to the time and place of payment, he quickly made a list.

With the idea, Song Wen sorted out Zhang peicai's shopping expense list.

As Zhu Xiao said, Zhang peicai bought many luxuries for girls. Song Wen turns over and over, and suddenly a flash of light comes to his mind. Those luxury stores are generally equipped with cameras. Can we find the mysterious woman from the images of the stores?

Zhang Peiwen looked through the woman's credit record to see if he could find any clues after work.

But Song Wen felt that he should move forward. It seems that he is playing a chess game. There is an invisible opponent on the other side.

He felt like he was in a fog, holding a lamp in his hand, but he could not see what was ahead. That light is not enough to pierce the fog and illuminate the direction ahead.

It's the first time that Song Wen came across this kind of case. It's been two days since the case was committed. Is the murderer a man or a woman, one or two? When the crime was committed, where the scene of the crime was, and what the motive for the murder was, are all unknown

Song Wen took a whiteboard pen and wrote Zhang peicai's name on the whiteboard. Then he simply drew a map of the area where Zhang peicai was found. They could not even find out where Zhang peicai was imprisoned after he disappeared and before he was killed.

After a busy afternoon, all kinds of testimony related materials were gradually sorted out, but they still knew nothing about the person who had taken Zhang peicai away. Wang Qichao is not the murderer. Now they can only hope that there are some clues on the mysterious woman Zhang Mingxuan said.

After hearing this, everyone lowered their heads. Cheng Xiaobing didn't dare to get angry, so he hurried to the evidence room with the takeout.

Song Wen coughed: "are you all so idle? Has the testimony been sorted out? Is the case solved? What about the physical evidence report? "

Half of the office turned to look at Song Wen, the vision is meaningful.

Seeing someone talking for him, Cheng Xiaobing spat out a tongue: "yes, out of sight, out of mind, unclean, no disease after eating. Besides, I don't have anyone to bring me food. "

Zhu Xiao said with a smile: "she's doing material evidence. What's disgusting? She's afraid of watching videos? Those forensic doctors are still fond of eating viscera. "

Cheng Xiaobing quickly waved his hand: "no, I don't want to see it!"

Old Jia snorted: "little girl is brave and dare to order takeout! I should have shown you the previous video. "

Cheng Xiaobing mouth does not spare him: "Uncle Jia, you reduce your stomach to talk about me."

One side of the old Jia to join the fun, came to see Cheng Xiaobing bag outside: "yo! Milk tea, fat

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Song team. " Cheng Xiaobing rushed out of the evidence room all the way, took the man's takeout and waved to the takeout clerk to go quickly. Looking back, he saw that Song Wen's face was still calm, and he laughed, "team song, I didn't work overtime for the recent case and miss the meal order in the canteen. The takeaway also meant well to send it in. Next time I'll mark it, no more."Song Wen was very angry when he heard this: "this is the Municipal Bureau. Takeout and express delivery can only be delivered to the reception desk. They can't come in directly." It's not good to see the case on the whiteboard even if we don't talk about confidential files. At this time, shortly after lunch time, when the whole police department was most relaxed, a delivery man came in with a swagger.

The man asked: "is Cheng Xiaobing there?" With that, he pointed to the clothes inside the sweater, "I'm a delivery man." Then he opened the collar and showed the yellow shirt inside.

They went all the way back to the police station. As soon as they entered the door, they saw a strange man carrying a bag to their office. When they got to the door of the office, they still looked around. Song Wen saw that the man was a stranger and asked, "who are you looking for?"

Fu Linjiang sighed, took out his mobile phone and called his brother's department. After the notice, he said, "I hope we can harvest more this time. We can just seal up and arrest people."

"It's probably cost money, run away from the relationship, his factory shut down, one day is how much loss, compared with windfall profits, that fine is nothing." Song Wen added an explanation, "before Zhang Pei cut off his financial career, he was so anxious. But now, he's not in a hurry. He's not so sorry about Zhang peicai. He must have found a way to get back to work. He has no time to talk about that. "

Fu Linjiang thought of the relevant news he had seen before: "he was checked here before. It's only three months since he was shut down."

After listening to Song Wen's words, Fu Linjiang suddenly realized. Before they entered the door, Wang Qichao sayazi ran just to lead them away. The man named Wang at the back was obviously relieved to see them leave.

Song Wen started the car: "it's ready for inspection. And the location is different from that in the video. There are a few machines missing. It's probably underground, so his mobile phone can't get through. "

Fu Linjiang was stunned, "the machine is not empty..."

"Wang is not the murderer. But... " Song Wen said, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, "inform the police of the food safety department and the sub bureau that he must have returned to work with such a heavy flavor of seasoning."

Fu Linjiang put a business card into Wang Qichao's hand and told him to report Zhang peicai's clues in time. Then he followed Song Wen out.

Wang Qichao was stiff: "no! Not at all! No matter how well-informed I am, no one will have anything to do with your criminal police. " Then he bit his mouth to death and said nothing useful.

Song Wengang just listened to them all the time. Taking advantage of this time, he walked around the house and said, "your news is smart enough. It's like knowing we're going to come. Does someone inform you?"

Wang Qichao said: "nature is the big news that can shake Nancheng. Compared with this, my small workshop is like a worm on the ground, which is not worth mentioning. But I don't know exactly what to look for. "

"Big news? What's the big news? " Asked Fu Linjiang.

"Don't, don't, comrade police. I just said it casually. You can check it." Wang Qichao immediately admitted, "I once wanted to hire someone to beat him up, but this Zhang is so alert that no one will be seen at the slightest disturbance. How can people who can deceive me get into my hands Besides, I've heard that he's no longer in our business. He's going to check the big news. "

When Fu Linjiang heard this, his hair stood up: "together, you are going to make human flesh steamed buns, right?"

Wang Qichao said and lowered his head: "that's right. I'm a catering bag maker. Can I throw the body out? There are several meat grinders in my factory

Fu Linjiang said: "naturally, no body has been found. What can we do for you?"

Wang Qichao's mouth twitched and seemed to be suppressing his joy. While he was eager to refute, he said: "I was very angry and scolded a few words. You said that if I really killed people, I would have run away long ago and left it here for you to catch? And You Did you find the body? "

Fu Linjiang nodded, took out a stack of data, and flashed to Wang Qichao: "this is the evidence that you threatened Zhang peicai."

"Zhang peicai, I know him when he turns to ashes. He's been undercover in my factory for three months. I treat him like a brother. He stabbed me in the back and exposed my family." Wang Qichao said that when he got to this point, he reacted and opened his mouth wide, "it can't be Is he dead? "

Song Wen began to look at the surrounding environment, while Fu Linjiang took out Zhang peicai's photo for him to identify: "do you know the person in the photo?"

Wang Qichao tried to smile, rubbed his hands and said, "I'm nervous because I saw the police car. This toilet doesn't flush well. " None of the three sentences is true.

Song Wen pointed to the toilet symbol on the side door and directly poked his lie: "is this a decoration?"

"I Go to the toilet... " Wang Qichao's stammer.

Fu Linjiang said: "what did you do stealthily before?"

Wang Qichao quickly followed in: "I've been washing my hands for a long time. Now I'm the only one living here."Song Wen and Fu Linjiang walked into the factory building. It was rebuilt. There were several cooking machines in the hall, on which the dust fell.

Wang Qichao shook his head and whispered: "I was thinking about If I don't do it, others will do it too... " He never eats what he makes. It's bad luck for anyone who eats it.

Fu Linjiang asked him: "do you eat that?" In the previous video, the materials were not washed, but piled on the ground and trampled by workers. All kinds of moldy food materials and the cheapest meat were mixed with pepper and seasoning, which made people feel sick when they thought about it.

Wang Qichao said with a smile: "I'm in a market economy. I'm in line with the market requirements. If no one buys it, I'll do it."

Song Wen locked the police car and hummed: "what's the good thing about cooking bags? You're very proud to hear that. "

Wang Qichao took the certificate and looked at it. His face changed slightly: "you Criminal Police Do you still care about my packing? It's not going to kill you, is it? " He licked his lips, put on an aggrieved expression and said, "although I cut corners a little, it's not so lethal. Is there any misunderstanding, officer? And I sell it cheaply... "

"Wang Qichao!" Fu Linjiang called his name, reached out his hand from the co driver and showed his certificate. As he got off, he said, "do you know why we are looking for you?"

The two men drove the police car all the way to the factory, and from a long distance they saw a lot of factory buildings. Fu Linjiang looked for the house number one by one. Originally, he didn't report any hope. As soon as he got to the door, he saw a fat man sneaking out of the factory. The fat man saw that it was a police car and turned to run. Song Wen's car stepped on the accelerator and drifted, blocking the fat man. As soon as we met, it was Wang Qichao who saved a lot of trouble.

"I don't think so. If you run away, at least change your cell phone." Song Wen looked at the information of Wang Qichao. He was not tall. He thought a little and took something from the table. "Let's go and have a look." This person's information was also registered in the previous police system, with the address of a factory on it. The factory is Wang Qichao's own, after transformation, food and housing are in it, can run monk can't run temple.

Fu Linjiang frowned on one side and asked Song Wen, "this man has not escaped, has he?"

At the same time, Zhu Xiao took out the identity and information of Wang Qichao, tried to dial the phone, and called several times in a row, but the user you dialed was not in the service area.

In the past, Song Wen had all kinds of ways to deal with the criminals, but there was no way to deal with the little girl in the luxury shop who was wearing make-up and delicate, said sorry first and bowed again and again, but could not ask anything. He was thinking about whether to get the image by other means, but suddenly he saw a man coming out of the shop diagonally opposite.

The man was tall and thin, tall and straight, with slender legs. In this environment, he was not covered by the models on those brands. It's a little far away. Song Wen thinks he's wrong. He reaches out his hand and wipes his eyes. But he sees the man turning to him and comes straight in this direction. It's not Lu Siyu or who.

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