Back to last night, Fan Jinqiang did not find Wang Baoyu next to the reservoir, but he was unwilling to give up. He followed him all the way with an intuition.

Commissioner Li didn't care about Dai Liang's words, but he remembered them in his heart. Baoyu was in a wooden house, and as long as there was a glimmer of hope, as a qualified public security officer, he had no reason to give up.

There are not many wooden houses now. With the accumulation of his brain for many days, Fan Jinqiang finally locked in a location, which is a house left by a Russian in the southwest suburb.

This house is only about one kilometer from the city. It is all inlaid with red pine logs, painted with red paint, the walls are one meter thick, and the roof is covered with old-fashioned red tiles. It is nicknamed "Red House."

Because this house was a product of the Republic of China period, Pingchuan City kept it in accordance with the principle of protecting cultural relics. The owner of the house was the old guy named Cao Ju who was called an old fox by Liu Yuxiao and conducted a lie detection for Wang Baoyu.

Cao Ju is a retired factory worker, and his wife died early. Usually, he was the only one in the Hong house. He spent his pension and planted two acres of vegetable fields, and lived a life without competing with the world.

Naturally, no one linked him to the mafia with such an old man. In fact, everyone ignored one thing. Cao Ju's home can access the Internet. For this single network cable, he spent nearly 100,000 yuan, and he was really rich.

It is obvious that an ordinary retired old man uses dedicated online access to the Internet. However, the communications company makes money and the management area is not that wide at all.

In order to arrest the mafia, Pingchuan City conducted almost door-to-door searches, but no one has ever inspected Cao Ju's red house. The reason is very simple, because Cao Ju is the uncle of Captain Cao, the Criminal Police Team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Captain Cao naturally didn't know that behind his amiable uncle, there was such a powerful criminal organization. Because the old man was knowledgeable and had no dispute with the world, he was very respected by the younger generation.

Among all the younger generations, Cao Ju seems to like Captain Cao the most and often calls him to drink and chat with him. In fact, Captain Cao doesn’t have much ink in his heart. He can talk about the past and present with Cao Ju. It’s nothing more than a love for this house and coaxing his uncle to be happy. Maybe he can leave it to himself.

Therefore, when the uncle and nephew were drinking together, they often told their uncle about what happened within the police, which invisibly provided a lot of internal information for the mafia.

This is also a kind of infernal Affairs. It is precisely because of Cao Ju and Captain Cao that the mafia can hide there safely and launch attacks again and again. Of course, no one expected that under the red house, there was a huge project of Liu Mi, the former No. 1 Mafia figure.

Fan Jinqiang immediately reported his judgment to Wang Yifu, who was so anxious that he grabbed his hair. The group lacking Fan Jinqiang's participation held another meeting. Through an investigation of the police, it was finally confirmed that the house had never been searched.

Commissioner Li of Guoan initially disagreed, thinking that it was just a house that was missed, and there was no evidence that it was a mafia den. If the structure of the house is accidentally damaged, wouldn’t it also destroy a valuable building? Therefore, it is recommended to send a few police officers to investigate first.

Fan Jinqiang was anxious to find Wang Baoyu and took risks alone. He immediately went to Hongfang. Just as Fan Jinqiang rushed to Hongfang in the wilderness, Commissioner Li received an international call and found the IP of the email sent to Wang Baoyu, which was located in Pingchuan City.

Wang Yifu quickly ordered the telecommunications department to find the IP address overnight. The result showed that the IP address actually came from Hongfangzi.

"What, it's really the mafia's nest." Commissioner Li exclaimed.

"No, Deputy Director Fan is afraid that there is danger, so we will organize forces to rush over." Wang Yifu said anxiously. Judging from time, Fan Jinqiang should have entered the house.

"Yes, yes, and, let's control that Captain Cao first." Commissioner Li issued an order.

But Fan Jinqiang came to Hong House and first carefully checked the terrain and found several traces of motorcycles nearby. The Mafia launched two attacks, using motorcycles, which made him nervous.

He had already reported to Wang Yifu, and believed that the support would arrive soon. After carefully observing the surrounding environment, there was no abnormality. Fan Jinqiang was calm and knocking on the door of the red house. It was the old man Cao Ju who opened the door. He politely welcomed Fan Jinqiang into the house and reported to himself that he was Captain Cao's uncle.

"No matter who it is, you must undergo inspection by the public security department." Fan Jinqiang's face was cold and he carefully checked the situation in the house.

The room was more than 300 square meters, and Fan Jinqiang quickly searched the house one by one, and felt a little relieved because no one was present except this old man.

Fan Jinqiang soon came to the room where Wang Baoyu had been. There were already a few pieces of rice paper on the table, which looked like a place for artistic creation.

"You still write calligraphy." Fan Jinqiang asked while carefully checking.

"Hehe, I'm bored and I'm not writing much, but I don't write much." Cao Ju laughed.

It seemed that everything was normal. Did he say that he had made a wrong judgment? Fan Jinqiang muttered in his heart, and he still checked the blank pieces of rice paper on the table with vigilance. As a rich experience in case handling, Fan Jinqiang soon discovered something strange. He flipped through four or five pieces of rice paper, but there were some ink marks on it that were difficult to find. From the spots, it was obvious that someone had practiced calligraphy here, and this person must have some skills, otherwise the penetration of the font would not be so strong.

Cao Ju is a painting enthusiast. He must have been lying just now. Fan Jinqiang was even more confused. He walked around. Sure enough, he smelled the smell of cigars around the desk, and Cao Ju didn't look like a smoker.

Fan Jinqiang kept walking around the various rooms, actually listening to the sounds of the floor under his feet, and observing Cao Ju's reaction. Finally, he felt that a square-shaped floor sounded empty, so he stood there and stared at Cao Ju.

A hint of panic that was not easy to detect was flashed across Cao Ju's face. He was caught by Fan Jinqiang, and he was even more sure that there must be a secret here. So he asked coldly: "Is there a basement here?"

"Hehe, there is no such thing as it is just an ordinary wooden house, even fire prevention is a problem." Cao Ju said with a smile.

"We received information that there were abnormal personnel coming and going here recently, and I need to check it out on a routine basis." Fan Jinqiang said without saying a word. When he squatted down to see how to pry the floor open, the floor was suddenly overturned from inside.
Chapter completed!