"Boss, I find that your requirements are getting more and more abnormal." Liu Yun complained as usual, and then replied: "I can only get a part of the underground money houses in Hong Kong City are not only those regular business banks, but also some gray or black groups are also doing it."

"Get everything you can get." Song He thought about Deng Songyu's personality and reminded him: "Those who have better reputations only look at certificates of deposit and not people."

"I have to contact my friends in Port City." Liuyun nodded and added: "It takes a certain amount of time. After all, some underground banks are willing to invest in capital and hand over the data to some peers with good technology to protect."

"You can do it as you please. I only need to have the data within four months." Song He made his request and hung up the phone with a few greetings.

Then Song He opened the pursuit system and searched through the list of tasks to be collected. Seeing that there was no task about Yan Jinheng, he extinguished his luck and lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest, preparing to do his best to arrest Yan Jinheng.

The next morning, Wang Yongjie drove to the hotel early in the morning and picked up Song He and went straight to Yan Jinheng's home.

"I greeted the relevant departments last night. Let's go directly and prepare the documents." Wang Yongjie explained, then looked at Song He eagerly, "Can you really predict people's behavior?"

Song He was stunned for a moment, looking at Wang Yongjie, who was completely different from last night, and his eyes that were a little inclined to stay up late, and immediately understood.

"Did you make a lot of calls last night?" Song He asked with a smile.

"What they said is like a charlatan." Although Wang Yongjie had been with Song He for a short time, he already knew that the person in front of him was a person with a reckless and easy-going personality, so he would not be restrained.

"Listen to this, the person who gave you the news doesn't look like a serious person." Song He blinked his eyes and explained with a laugh: "It's all inferred based on some details. Team Wang is interested. Let's communicate at Yan Jinheng's house later?"

"I can't ask for it!" Wang Yongjie scratched his head excitedly, drove the car excitedly, and soon drove the car downstairs of Yan Jinheng's house.

Not long after getting off the bus, a police officer came downstairs of Yan Jinheng's house with several documents and found Song He and Wang Yongjie who were standing at the door of the unit.

"Captain Wang, this is the document." The police officer handed over the document to Wang Yongjie and asked: "When will I open the door?"

"Now. 302." Wang Yongjie pointed upstairs, then pointed to the police officer walking into the unit building, and said to Song He: "Our technicians are specially unlocked."

"Captain Wang is ready." Song He nodded with a smile and followed Wang Yongjie upstairs.

After a while, Yan Jinheng's door opened, Song He put on his gloves and foot covers and slowly walked into the room.

Yan Jinheng’s home is not big, it is just a simple one-bedroom apartment with simple decoration and monotonous furniture. There is nothing outstanding about it.

After turning back and forth in the house twice, checking some corners, Song He shook his head and smiled: "Captain Wang, it is unlikely that Yan Jinheng will come back."

"What do you mean?" Wang Yongjie, who also checked Yan Jinheng's room, stopped and stood up to look at Song He when he heard this.

"From the living environment, Yan Jinheng is not a person of particularity." Song He pointed to Yan Jinheng's bedroom and living room: "But no matter who is not particular, there is still a difference in the mental state of short-term travel and decision to leave for a long time."

"And this kind of mental difference will be reflected in behavior, and on Yan Jinheng, it is to erase some things that he doesn't want us to discover. Team Wang, look."

After saying that, Song He came to the sofa in the living room and slowly moved the sofa aside.

I saw that the ground exposed because the sofa was moved away was covered with dust, but there was a square gray-free mark in the middle of the dust, as if there was a box there.

"Looking at this trace, it should be that I just took out the box here a while ago." Song He said, picking up a tin mooncake box that seemed to be placed randomly on the coffee table and gently putting it on the dust-free mark.

"It's this box!" Wang Yongjie couldn't help but wonder, seeing the shape of the mooncake box overlapping with the gray-free marks, "What's inside the box?"

"Maybe it's money." Song He opened the box, but saw that it was empty, so he lowered his head and leaned closer to smell it. He suddenly laughed and said, "It's okay to seal the iron box. The original smell of the thing is left inside. It's indeed money, no matter how much it should be."

"And besides this, there is also here."

Song He opened another wardrobe, revealing the space inside.

I saw some clothes piled up on the left side of the wardrobe, and many of them looked like they should be cleaned, but they were piled up in a ball and stuffed into the cabinet, making people feel uncomfortable to watch.

"From the climate, the stacking of these clothes should be in line with the changes in seasons and temperatures." Song He pointed to the stacked clothes and said, "But now winter clothes have reached the top, summer and autumn clothes have actually been thrown to the bottom."

"So these clothes should have been on the right side of the wardrobe. In order to turn them out what was hidden under the clothes, Yan Jinheng turned them to the left."

Wang Yongjie looked at the right side of the other party's wardrobe with no clothes and wondered, "What could it be?"

"It is obviously more important for him to take things away before going out." Song He analyzed: "And when he was on the train, he couldn't bring any contraband, so it was not self-defense items such as prohibited weapons."

"It's something that can't be hidden so tightly, but he still needs to use it, so it can only be a Hong Kong city certificate or something."

"Fake identity!" Wang Yongjie suddenly realized.

"In addition to these, there are some places he has deliberately cleaned up." Song He pointed to several locations casually: "But most of them are places where ordinary people hide money, so where there are also places that have money in them may be more likely to be placed."

"And he took all his belongings so carefully, obviously because he felt that he had no need to come back."

Wang Yongjie frowned slightly when he heard this: "Is there any way to trick him back?"

"Well..." Song He showed a strange smile on his face, looked at the bedroom, shook his head and sighed: "...it should be."

Wang Yongjie, who had not yet searched Yan Jinheng's bedroom, was stunned and followed Song He to the bedroom and opened the drawer of the bedside table.

"Damn!"

Wang Yongjie exclaimed, his face changed!

I saw that there were a lot of unopened raincoats and various props with special functions in the drawer!

"So, do you want to change a pair of gloves like me?" Song He took a step back with disgust: "After all, it's unlikely that he will wash his hands when he opens and closes this drawer."

"Damn! Then you let me open it." Wang Yongjie quickly took off his gloves and threw them into the garbage bag that Song He had prepared. After changing it, he felt that the irritability in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Is this just a pervert?" Wang Yongjie stood a little far away from the bedside table, frowned and looked at the bedroom with a bad sanitary conditions.

"From the traces in the house, he spent a lot of money on this." Song He stood at the door of the bedroom and pointed to the messy bed quilt: "If you take it back for bioinformatics identification, you should be able to enrich our information database."
Chapter completed!