When Su Le returned home, Zhuang Ying was still sitting in the living room looking at the information. Seeing his son back, Zhuang Ying was so happy that he couldn't help but come up to greet him. The sensitive Zhuang Ying smelled a faint scent of perfume on his son's body.
, my heart is even more happy.
"Son, did you go on a date today?" Zhuang Ying asked pretending to be mysterious.
"Oh, no, I work overtime at the bureau."
"Didn't you say you went to have dinner with your friends?" Zhuang Ying asked puzzledly.
"Let's pack some food and go to the bureau."
"What kind of friend are you bringing to the bureau?"
"Don't worry, Mom, I asked Sister Hui for advice, and she helped me a lot today."
"What kind of friend are you? Tell Mom carefully."
"Hehe, it's the one introduced by Sister Hui."
"Oh, that little girl at the customs, no wonder you smell like perfume." Zhuang Ying said with a smile.
"Is there any? I'm going to wash up first." Su Le raised his sleeve and smelled it under his nose, then entered the bathroom.
"Son, when are you going to bring the girl home to see her?" Zhuang Ying asked outside the bathroom.
"Hi, morning, Mom, we are talking about work together today."
"Work? You still have work to discuss?"
Su Le washed her hands and sat on the sofa, eating the fruits her mother had washed and said:
"Mom, aren't we looking for evidence that An Yong paid for the murder? Before Gao Yongfeng died, he left behind An Yong's 20-year transfer records. Our people don't know how to analyze it. Ruoyun happens to be a senior auditor, and they can eliminate it three times and five times.
Second, 43 useful records were screened out from tens of millions of data."
"Oh, so powerful?"
"By the way, Mom, we want to ask the customs to assist us in the next step. What should we do?"
"It's easy. You go find Director Zhang tomorrow. He is specifically responsible for this. He has a way." Zhuang Ying sat down next to his son.
"Mom, I have another question to ask you."
"What's the matter? Tell me, son." Zhuang Ying looked at his son and said happily.
Su Le took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found the photo of Gao Yongfeng left in the bank safe, handed it to Zhuang Ying and said:
"Mom, do you know this person in the photo?"
Zhuang Ying took the phone and looked at it carefully, her eyes gradually becoming moist, but she still controlled her emotions and nodded silently.
"Who is this guy?"
"He is your father's college classmate. As I told you before, your father's two best college classmates are these two people. One is Gao Yongfeng and the other is Naoto Uchigawa."
"Ah, is this person Japanese?"
"Yes, he came to China to study as a friendly exchange student."
"Then Naoto Uchigawa returned to Japan?"
"Yes, I heard from your father that he graduated with your father and returned to China after graduation."
"Did they still keep in touch after that?"
"There should be some connection. I remember your father said that Naoto Uchiha also works in the police department."
"Oh, it turns out he is also a policeman." Su Le took the phone from Zhuang Ying, looked at it carefully for a while and said:
"Mom, why do you think Gao Yongfeng kept An Yong's transfer records? And it seems that he specifically wanted to leave these data to the police."
"Yeah?"
"I suspect that Gao Yongfeng has a special purpose in joining the Anyong Group."
"Why?"
"Didn't you say that Gao Yongfeng is dad's good friend? And Gao Yongfeng is also a lawyer."
"Gao Yongfeng is the founder of Tiantong Law Firm. They had close contact with each other during your father's lifetime. After your father's death, I don't know much about his situation."
"He must have a purpose for leaving this photo in the safe, just like the USB drive he left behind is useful." Su Le said thoughtfully.
"Okay, go to sleep. Don't worry about the older generation's affairs. Just do your own thing." Zhuang Ying stood up and patted his son on the shoulder.
The next day, Su Le first reported to He Xiaohui Liu Ruoyun's data analysis, and then went to the Municipal Bureau to go through the procedures for customs to assist in the investigation. When he came out of the Municipal Bureau, he received a message from Xu Feng.
"Officer Su, I found my third uncle who used to work with my father. Are you free to come with me?"
Su Le immediately replied to Xu Feng after receiving the message.
"You wait for me to go with you."
Su Le originally wanted to drive directly to the hospital, but after thinking about it, he went to the branch to pick up Zhang Pengfei. He thought that in case what he learned could be used as evidence, it would be safer for two people to handle the case.
Xu Feng's third uncle is called Xu Daqiang. He is over 60 years old this year. His wife died long ago. Because his children are not filial, he works as a gatekeeper for a company in Zhongjiang City. He stays in the company's small guard room when he is away from home all year round.
When Su Le and the other three found Xu Daqiang, everyone else in the company had already gotten off work, leaving him alone as the janitor. The third uncle moved a small square table and placed it in the yard, and was packing his own dinner. When he saw Xu Daqiang,
Feng brought his friends to see him with gifts. The third uncle was so happy that he insisted that they sit down and have dinner with him. Su Le and Zhang Pengfei couldn't resist the hospitality, and they also wanted to have a good chat with the third uncle about the situation at that time.
Because of the situation, I went to the restaurant next door to buy some dishes and a bottle of wine to bring over, and sat down in the yard to eat and chat.
"Uncle San, how are you doing recently?" Xu Feng asked.
"What's good, people will always have some minor problems when they get old, but it doesn't matter." Sanbo picked up the wine glass and said to everyone:
"Everyone can eat and drink as they please."
Su Le couldn't drink because he had to drive, so Zhang Pengfei and Xu Feng poured a glass of wine with San Bo.
"Uncle San, I heard from my mother that you used to work with my father?" Xu Feng asked.
"Yes, you were so young when you were so tall." Sanbo gestured with his hands and said:
"I was raising chickens with your dad at that time. Your dad was really a capable man. If it hadn't been for that fire, your dad would be a big boss now."
"Uncle San, why did the fire happen in the first place?" Xu Feng asked.
"Well, fires in chicken farms were common in the past. When it was cold in winter, the chickens didn't eat much, so the meat grew slowly. So we lit a fire in the chicken shed and burned some straw.
Just start burning it." Sanbo slowly drank some wine and recalled it.
"Weren't you in the chicken farm when there was a fire?" Xu Feng asked.
"The fire broke out at night. When I went home to sleep at night, your father kept vigil. I discovered the fire at that time. When I rushed to the chicken farm, the fire had already been extinguished by the fire brigade."
"Do you know who called 119 at that time?" Su Le asked.
"I heard that it was a passing driver who drove to town to make the call after discovering the fire. Not many people had mobile phones at that time."
"Are there any rumors in the village about the fire?" Xu Feng asked.
"There shouldn't be any rumors about the fire. I haven't heard of it."
"Isn't our village undergoing demolition at that time? Wasn't my father unwilling to demolish the chicken farm?" Xu Feng asked.
"No, no, your father supported the demolition at that time. When I was working, he often told me that when the chicken farm was demolished, he would build a regular chicken farm and double the scale of the chicken farm."
"Is that because my father is dissatisfied with the demolition payment?"
"I never heard him talk about it. But later I heard that even though the chicken farm burned down, the demolition money was not much reduced. At that time, everyone said that the developer still had a conscience."
"Oh, so when the demolition was done, were there any people in the village who were dissatisfied?"
"Yes, many people were dissatisfied. They thought the money given was too little and the price of new houses was high. There was a fuss for a while, but then it seemed that the developer made some concessions and the fuss stopped."
"Oh, did anything else happen during the demolition?"
"I really can't remember anything else." Sanbo picked up the wine glass and drank the remaining wine in it, then picked up the wine bottle and poured another glass.
"Uncle San, do you have a good drinking capacity?" Zhang Pengfei said.
"It's no longer possible. As people get older, their ability to drink decreases. When I was young, I could drink a bottle."
"Come on, San Bo, let's go one by one." Zhang Pengfei picked up the wine glass and clinked it with San Bo.
Sanbo took a sip of wine, picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of food and put it into his mouth. At this moment, his chopsticks suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if he remembered something. After a while, he slowly put down his chopsticks and said:
"By the way, I remembered an incident that caused quite a fuss during the demolition. Your father was also involved at the time."
"What's going on? Third uncle."
"I'm a person who doesn't like to cause trouble. I don't know much about things in the village. I just heard some rumors."
"What rumor is it?"
"Someone said that five lonely old people in the village have disappeared." Sanbo said in a low voice.
"Five old people are missing?" Su Le asked.
"I just heard it, it may not be true. Just listen to it as a story, don't take it seriously." Sanbo waved his hands to indicate that what he said was not true.
"Okay, San Bo, we don't take it seriously, just tell us and have another sip." Zhang Pengfei picked up the wine glass and clinked it with San Bo.
"I heard them say that after the houses in the village were measured, five families of lonely elderly people left the village. The village chief said they were sent to nursing homes outside for retirement, but no one knew where they went."
"Ah, is there any news about these five old people later?" Xu Feng asked.
"No, they said that your father went to the village chief because of this matter back then."
"Then did my father mention this to you back then?"
"No, I heard what others said."
"Did anyone mention the five lonely old men again later?"
"No, later the village was demolished and everyone moved away, so no one mentioned it again."
"Do you remember who you heard about this?"
"Oh, I don't remember this. It's been too long. I'm old and my memory is bad." The third uncle picked up the wine glass and took a sip, with a satisfied smile on his face.
On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was a bit solemn. No one spoke after the car drove for a long time. Su Le and the three of them were all thinking about their own thoughts.
"Officer Su, do you think the story about the five old people is credible?" Xu Feng was the first to break the silence in the car.
"It's not impossible to send the elderly to a nursing home." Su Le replied while driving.
"Yes, when there is no demolition, we are in the same village, and there are people who take care of the lonely elderly people. After the demolition, the people in the village are scattered and no one takes care of them. It is also a good idea to send them to a nursing home." Zhang Pengfei said.
"Well, Officer Zhang is right. But why did my father offend the developers and be killed by them?" Xu Feng said with a puzzled tone.
"Many things are unclear at the moment and will only be known after investigation. Don't make random guesses, let alone act blindly," Su Le said to Xu Feng.
"I know, Officer Su." Xu Feng replied.
"By the way Xu Feng, your injury is almost healed now. What are your plans for the future?" Su Le asked.
"I am planning to go to the south to develop my career, but my girlfriend is still waiting for me and urging me to go there every day."
"Well, whether you want to go to the south for development or not, let us know before you leave and we will see you off then," Su Le said.
"Thank you, Officer Su. I'll treat you to dinner before I leave." Xu Feng said with a smile.