When Captain Pan heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "That's enough, that's enough. With the money from our bureau and team, plus your donations, I am not afraid of the provincial expert team anymore."

I looked at Captain Pan's happy face, but felt a little uncomfortable. But it was not because of money, but because a kind-hearted policeman was unable to save the victim who was lucky enough to survive. That kind of sadness really made me feel sad.

It’s hard for people to accept this. I guess this is also an important reason why many police officers suffer from mental illness after retirement.

"Okay, let's hurry up and continue to track down the murderer." I smiled and said to Team Pan. After all, Zheng Guoqiang has escaped now. If he can be rescued, maybe we can catch the murderer directly. But as police, we

We can't just wait like this. In order to prevent the murderer from continuing to kill people, we must catch him as soon as possible.

Now that the money for the hospital has been secured, Shen Ling and I briefly discussed with Team Pan and decided to continue searching along the previous positioning.

On the way to meet up with Directors Liu and An, I asked: "Team Pan, what kind of place is near that positioning point?"

"It's a wood processing factory." Captain Pan said, "As you know, our county actively produces some Haihuang handicrafts or small furniture, so there are many logging camps and wood processing plants."

After hearing Captain Pan's words, I thought about it carefully and suggested: "Could it be that Zheng Guoqiang thought that the lumber mill was not very profitable, so he wanted to work in the wood processing factory?"

Team Pan immediately replied: "We do not rule out this possibility. Our furniture is all handmade, so it is considered a skilled job. The monthly salary of a good carpenter is not even lower than the salary of white-collar workers in your big cities.

There are even people who earn 100,000 a month."

"That's right. This Zheng Guoqiang most likely changed jobs and went to a wood processing factory, but encountered some special circumstances on the way and became the third kidnapped victim." Shen Ling said, "By the way, Pan

Brigade, are those Chu Yang and Feng Ping'an also employees of the wood processing factory?"

"I don't know. Few of the wood processing factories here are very formal. Many of them are family workshops with frequent turnover of personnel. Unlike the big companies in the city, they basically have notes."

Captain Pan said embarrassedly after hearing Shen Ling's question.

"Can you find their home and find out the situation?" I suggested.

After hearing this, Captain Pan hesitated for a moment and continued: "This Chu Yang can do it, but Feng Ping'an is not from our local area. I guess it will be a bit troublesome to go through the procedures across provinces."

"Okay, let's go to Chu Yang's house to find out about it later." I couldn't think of any other good way for the time being, so I had to do this.

Soon, we arrived at the location I marked on the map. Director An and Director Liu were already waiting for us here. We said hello and immediately walked into the timber store.

Processing plant, search carefully.

"Have the bodies of Chu Yang and Feng Pingan been found?" Shen Ling asked.

Director Liu shook his head, and then said: "No, this wood processing factory is very big, and we don't have many police forces, so it will take more time."

After hearing what Director Liu said, Shen Ling and I also joined the team looking for the corpses. But unlike them, I was thinking about what I would do with these corpses if I were the murderer.

I walked around the workshop of the wood processing factory and found that the actual usable area in this workshop is not very large. It is just used as a temporary warehouse with a lot of furniture. Since most of the furniture has been painted

, so the irritating smell of paint is still very strong, making the smoker’s nose very uncomfortable.

I walked to the window and tried to open it for ventilation. Suddenly, I thought of something.

"Director Liu, Director An, were there any workers here when you came in just now?" I asked carefully.

"No, but there is an old man on duty here to look after the factory. Let me bring him over for you." After saying that, Director An walked outside and brought an old man in his 70s into the workshop.

"Uncle, are you a relative of the factory director?" I asked cautiously. In fact, many of these 70-year-old security guards came here through connections with insiders in the factory.

The uncle shook his head, pursed his lips and said, "No, I came here after reading the recruitment information here."

"Then do you know what happened here before?" I asked again.

The uncle still shook his head, and then continued: "Comrade police, I really don't know, I am just a part-time worker, and I don't work during the day, I am always on duty at night."

"Then you mean there is no work here at night, right?" I continued to ask.

The uncle nodded, and then agreed: "Yes, workers are not forced to work overtime at night here."

I asked Director An to take this old man down. It seems that he really doesn’t know what’s going on. At the moment, we may really only be able to learn about this wood processing factory by finding the bodies of Chu Yang and Feng Pingan.

the real situation.

Fortunately, I had an idea just now, but this idea was a bit appalling, so I called Captain Pan, Director Liu and An, and Shen Ling aside, and then said: "I think Chu Yang and

Feng Ping'an's body has been destroyed." After that, I pointed to the two dogs near the gate and said.

"What about the blood? With so much blood, there must be a place to deal with it." Shen Ling asked.

"This is very simple. After you came into the workshop, did you find anything unusual?" I said.

Shen Ling hesitated for a while, and then continued her analysis: "Yes, I remember that the rosewood furniture in my father's house was always waxed and rarely painted, which would affect the value of the furniture."

"That's right." I nodded and said, "If nothing else happens, the murderer probably collected the blood of the deceased, mixed it into the paint, and smeared it on the furniture."

After that, I took them back to the workshop, then pointed to the furniture and said: "Why should the factory not be ventilated? Don't they know that doing this will cause cancer? I think the murderer must know. Then why did he close the windows and then

There is only one truth when you apply a lot of paint to furniture."

After hearing what I said, Shen Ling immediately understood what I meant and said: "After the murderer mixed the blood of the deceased into the paint, he closed the windows so that the smell of the paint would not spread for too long, so that he could perfectly avoid the police.
Chapter completed!