When Yegor walked out of the bar, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Looking at his hands that had just been cleaned but wet, Yegor raised his arms, turned around and shook his pockets to Oleg behind him.

"Officer Yegor, it's a good habit to clean your hands after washing your hands." Oleg understood, looked at his pocket on Yegor's waist, muttered, took out his phone and connected it, and leaned towards Yegor's ear.

"It's Anton." Yegor saw the name of the caller on his phone and quickly said: "Open hands-free."

After a while, Oleg hung up the call and handed his phone back to Yegor who had dried his hands on his clothes, and said in a deep voice: "Sun's analysis makes sense, but in this way, our search work will become very difficult."

"If the target is a person..." Yegor grabbed his phone and pondered for a moment, then suddenly grinned: "...It seems that no matter what aspect, it is considered an explanation."

"The premise is to catch someone, Officer Yegor." Oleg reminded Yegor and then analyzed: "From Sun's analysis, this person organized and planned this case and then contacted the identity of the deceased, and there must be a master messenger behind it."

"So we must capture this man alive. If he is killed, we want to explore the truth of this case again, as difficult as looking for a stone buried deep in the ground in Siberia."

Yegor's expression froze and looked at Oleg with annoyance: "I just hope that what you said may not appear, otherwise not only will this case become a unsolved case, but our resume will also have a stain that will never be washed away in our lifetime!"

After saying that, Yegor turned on his cell phone, kept making calls and giving instructions. His low roar sounded from the middle, like a roaring polar bear.

An hour later, Song He carefully looked through the ground on the Yisette River more than ten kilometers away from the villa where the incident occurred, stood up with a serious expression: "It's this."

"The scene has been cleaned, but the indentation of the car is not completely erased by cleaning the surface, especially a truck carrying four people." After Song He said that, he pointed to the river bank to the ground on the road and said, "Anton, let the exploration team and salvage team come."

Anton bent down and stared at the ground carefully, blinked hard, and then he realized that there was indeed a subtle difference in the compactness of the soil that Song He turned on. He sighed in his heart and began to contact the relevant team and notify Yegor.

Soon, the relevant team arrived quickly and started salvage after the survey was completed. After Anton arranged the on-site work, he returned to Song He.

"Anton, this place was carefully selected by the murderer." Song He pointed to the Isset River not far away, squatted down and picked up a stone, and said while drawing a map on the ground: "The Isset River crosses Yecheng, and many sections of the river have fences."

"Even in places without guardrails, the width and depth of river surfaces of different locations are different. The location where the river water can completely flood trucks and there will be no obvious traces on the river bank should not be easy to find."

"And this location is exactly the closest to the villa where the incident occurred, which has no guardrails and is convenient for corpses to be destroyed."

Anton looked at the Yecheng map and the Yisette river map drawn by Song He, and instantly understood and shouted: "The murderer is a person who has lived in the local area for a long time!"

"It is very likely, of course, it is also possible that it is implementing the plans formulated by others." Song He nodded and added, then stood up and said, "But no matter which possibility it is, the murderer was instructed to commit the crime, so he must have the clues of the identity of the main messenger."

"Personally, I would rather be the planner of the case than the executor of others' established plans."

Qi Weigang and Lu Jing looked at each other thoughtfully, nodded slightly, and Anton asked curiously: "Why?"

"There are different roles and different thinking." Song He shook his head with a ugly expression and sighed, explaining: "Because if he is the executor, it means he is under control. It is easy for the person behind him to cut off clues, just kill him."

"If it is a planner, it means that he has stronger subjective initiative and will not be easily killed by the person instructed to him. Although this will increase the difficulty of our pursuit, the probability of capturing him alive and making a deal with him will increase a lot."

Anton frowned and thought for a long time, and finally understood what Song He meant. The policeman widened his eyes: "Sun, you are simply as wise as an Arctic fox!"

"You can only chase the criminal's tail." Song He waved his hand with a wry smile, and suddenly heard the sound of salvage personnel coming from the river in the distance.

It turned out that a salvage worker who went into the water to check had just returned to the shore and was reporting to those waiting for the results.

He said furiously: "A truck! Four people! They are all adult men! Damn it! They are all shot in the vital areas!"

After hearing this, Song He narrowed his eyes and said firmly: "Anton, this murderer is very dangerous. Shooting two people who have no ability to resist cannot explain anything."

"But being able to kill four adult men is not something that ordinary people can do even without their defense."

Anton frowned tightly, nodded, and immediately took out his cell phone to notify Yegor, notifying him without any neglect.

...

"Damn it!"

Yegor, who was in an apartment, cursed, hung up his phone and looked at an Asian man slumped on the sofa in a cold look. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and pressed it against the Asian man's head.

The Asian man's face was covered in blood, his nose was crooked, and one eye could no longer be opened. The other was still intact and looked at Yegor's decisive and cruel eyes, and a hint of horror flashed through his eyes.

"It seems that my methods are still too gentle." Yegor looked at the blood on the joints of the back of his hand, turned on the pistol security as if nothing had happened, and pressed the trigger with his index finger: "I didn't expect that you would actually regard those smuggled miscellaneous parts as more important than your life."

"Forget it, your subordinates should also know what you know. If you take your head to find them, you may gain something."

The Asian man was shocked and was about to speak, but Yegor had already pulled the trigger!

Bang!

The smell of gunpowder instantly spread throughout the room. Yegor looked at the eye-catching wall, his eyes moved towards Oleg who was pushing his arm away, and asked coldly: "Why stop me?"

Oleg looked at Yegor calmly, pointed to the Asian man with a frightened expression and sweating all over his body, and said calmly: "He has something to say."

"Oh?" Yegor's cold eyes moved towards the Asian man, and once again pressed the muzzle of smoke and a little hot on the Asian man's head: "If you have any last words, please say it quickly and don't delay me from doing the serious business."

"Yesterday, yesterday!" The Asian man was extremely afraid, and did not care about the burning sensation on his forehead, and said hurriedly: "Greer bought four people from me! Four people from Southeast Asia! They said they had something to do!"

Ten minutes later, Yegor, with wet hands, stood on the side of the road and complained: "He was actually scared! It's so disgusting!"

Oleg, who was beside him, gritted his teeth and said, "Officer Yegor, I need to remind you that if there is any emergency operation next time, please tell me in advance. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that you can push your gun away at the exact time every time!"

Yegor laughed and put his wet big hands on Oleg's shoulders: "Aren't we perfectly cooperating? Oleg, I said a long time ago that you have talent, you have great talent! Hahaha!"

After Yegor said that, he left with great strides. Oleg looked at Yegor's back, and a helpless light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his heel.
Chapter completed!