In less than ten minutes, the police station car arrived. Several police officers and forensic doctors got out of the car and came to Zhang Ziyang.
Zhang Ziyang briefly explained the situation. In fact, he didn't need to say anything. The strong smell of corpses emanating from the room already told everyone what happened here.
Everyone put on masks, but still felt that the smell was unbearable, so they walked into the house step by step to check.
Lu Ming did not go in. He was sitting in his car and talking to the steward who was leading the way.
The manager is named Liu Li, and he is not a local, but he has been in Shanghai to make a living for more than ten years.
He and the deceased Zhang Yuan were fellow villagers. They often had a drink together and had a good relationship, so Zhang Yuan asked him to help with the job application.
According to Liu Li, Zhang Yuan asked someone to bring a note three days ago. It said nothing else but that he was sick and needed to rest at home for a few days, so he asked Liu Li to help him take over.
work on the job.
Liu Li naturally couldn't refuse, so he agreed and took over all the things Zhang Yuan should do.
"Since you are his fellow villager, why didn't you come to see him when he was sick?" Lu Ming asked.
"Master Lu, you don't know Zhang Yuan. He is good at everything, but he is so horny. When he said he would rest at home, I understood. He must have got a woman from somewhere and was having sex at home in the dark.
This kind of thing doesn't happen once or twice." Liu Li said with a wry smile.
"Does Zhang Yuan have no family? Where is his wife and children?" Lu Ming asked.
"Master Lu, you think too highly of us. Can people like us afford a family in Shanghai? We simply can't afford it. It's good if we can support ourselves." Liu Li said with a bitter smile.
"I see your income is not low. How can you buy a house in this area and still be poor?" Lu Ming asked tentatively.
"Master Lu, Zhang Yuan just bought this house a while ago. We used to rent a house. He said a few days ago that he had saved enough money, so he bought this house at a cheap price. We even came over to give gifts and drinks.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have known he bought a house." Liu Li said.
"The house he just bought is such a coincidence. Do you mean he got a fortune?" Lu Ming asked.
Liu Li smiled bitterly, obviously he was not sure whether this was the case, but it was most likely the case.
If a lecher who likes to mess with women can save money, there should be no poor people in the world.
"Master Lu, how could you be sure that Zhang Yuan was dead before you came here?" The general manager of Paramount, who got into the car and followed him, looked at Lu Ming with admiring and confused eyes.
"I also guessed that Zhang Yuan must have been taken advantage of. The people who took advantage of him were the kidnappers. They bought him with money. That's why he was able to buy this house. But the kidnappers would not let him go.
Yes, killing people and silencing them afterwards is the basic routine." Lu Ming said calmly.
The general manager and Liu Li also felt very heavy. If this was the case, Paramount would have to bear the unshirkable responsibility for Ning Xiner's kidnapping case.
Lu Ming saw their thoughts and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will explain this matter to your boss behind the scenes, and I won't make it difficult for you people working at the front desk."
"Then thank you, Master Lu, for being considerate of us servants." The general manager repeatedly handed over his hand and thanked him profusely.
Lu Ming smiled, he has reached the position of general manager, and he still calls himself a servant? But seriously speaking, they are just people hired by others to make money for the big boss. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are servants, but
He's just a high-level servant.
After about half an hour, Zhang Ziyang came out.
"What's going on inside?" Lu Ming got out of the car and asked.
"What else could happen? That Zhang Yuan is unmistakable. He has been dead for three days." Zhang Ziyang said, still holding his nose.
"How rotten is the person? Can you confirm it's him?" Lu Ming asked.
It was summer, and the doors and windows in the house were all tightly closed. It would stink one day after someone died, let alone three days already.
"The body has been severely decomposed, but it can still be identified, but no one will pretend to be him," Zhang Ziyang said.
Lu Ming did not know Zhang Yuan, but Zhang Ziyang met Zhang Yuan when he was taking notes on all Paramount employees and had a long conversation with him.
"Search everything in the house carefully to see if there are any clues." Lu Ming reminded.
"The house was kept very clean, leaving no traces or clues. This must have been done by professionals. It is another unsolved case," Zhang Ziyang said in frustration.
This was a homicide case, and according to regulations, a case must be opened for investigation. However, Zhang Ziyang knew after inspecting the scene that the Shanghai Police Department could not solve this kind of case.
Even though we know that the case cannot be solved, the police station must go through routine procedures, open a case for investigation, and visit all the neighbors. These processes must be completed without missing any of them.
However, Zhang Ziyang does not have any hope for this case, and it is estimated that the result will definitely be an application for closure.
The so-called application for closure means that the case cannot be solved for a long time after it is filed, and no new evidence emerges, so the police department decides to cancel the task force.
While canceling the task force, all relevant information on the case will be kept closed and the investigation will be restarted after new evidence emerges.
Generally speaking, such cases become old cases and are shelved without anyone paying attention to them.
"You should be busy here, I have something else to do." Lu Ming said and got into the car.
Lu Ming took Paramount General Manager Wu and the administrator named Liu Li back to the Fuxing Society Building.
The building is still brightly lit at this moment, and many people are working overtime. The main reason is that several grassroots leaders of the underground party have confessed in succession these days. They must sort out these confessions overnight, and then compare them with the intelligence they usually collect to confirm the authenticity of the confessions.
After Lu Ming arrived, many people saluted and said hello. Lu Ming responded one by one, and then took the general manager and Liu Li to the archives room.
There are two archives rooms in the Fuxingshe Building. One is top-secret and is called the confidential room, which mainly stores confidential documents. The other is an ordinary archives room for everyone to inquire.
Lu Ming and An Gonggen relied on the intelligence of many informants to create files for all Japanese residents in Shanghai and Manchurian Railway employees. These files contained photos and basic information.
Lu Ming brought these two people back because he wanted them to identify these files and see if there were any of the four suspected employees in them.
Lu Ming asked people to bring drinks and snacks, and asked the two people to slowly browse through the files and carefully identify the photos.
The identification process was long and boring, and Lu Ming was not in a hurry. He sat aside and read the newspaper.
"Hey, I recruited this person, he is Zhang Wei."
When it was almost midnight, Liu Li suddenly shouted.
Lu Ming came over and took a look. The man Liu Li identified was listed on the file as an employee of the Manchurian Railway, but he was actually an agent of the Manchurian Railway Action Team.
"If you look carefully, you won't recognize the wrong person, right?" Lu Ming suddenly became excited. His hard work paid off. After staying up most of the night, he finally saw hope.
"I'll take a closer look, general manager, please help me see if this is Zhang Wei, I think it's him." Liu Li said, shaking the file materials in his hands.
The general manager took it and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then said: "It's really similar. I think it's just a person. I remembered that this guy walked very lightly, like a cat. He once walked behind me and I was scared.
I jumped."
"Well, what the general manager said is even more correct. In addition, this guy has an inconspicuous mark. He has a black mole on his left temple, right here." Liu Li pointed at the photo and said.
Lu Ming looked at the photo carefully, and sure enough, the person in the photo had a very small black mole on his left temple. If you didn't pay attention, you would have missed it.
"What job did he apply for at Paramount?" Lu Ming asked.
"He is applying for a job as a welder, Mr. Lu, you don't know, we often need to build various racks, arrange lighting racks, pull curtains, etc., and welders are indispensable," Liu Li said.
"How did the kidnappers destroy the fence on the window of the women's bathroom? They used electric welding and cutting, right?" Lu Ming immediately thought of the damaged window.
"It seems so. The iron fence is welded on, and only welders can destroy it." Liu Li said not too sure.
"No need to seem like it, it must be." Lu Ming said.
"Well, sir, you are right, it was the welder's work." Seeing Lu Ming's certainty, Liu Li also came to a conclusion.
The general manager couldn't stop sweating from his head. Paramount had spent money to support a gang of thieves. Even the bathroom window could be cut out. The safe in his office wasn't very safe either.
Lu Ming didn't know what the general manager was thinking. When he saw him sweating again, he thought he was guilty and scared. He stepped forward and patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as these people are found, the case will be solved."