Thanks to Li Lingling's suggestion, we got a good result, so after we found Lao Dapeng, it was only a little over eight o'clock.
If it were later, Lao Bian would really have to consider whether Cheng Yu had already rested, but it was after eight o'clock, and Cheng Yu was so eager to get the answer, so Lao Bian felt that he could still inform Cheng Yu.
Taking out his mobile phone, Lao Bian did not call Cheng Yu directly, but sent a WeChat message.
The WeChat reply was almost instantaneous, which showed that Cheng Yu did nothing this day and was completely waiting for Lao Bian's reply.
Old Bian said: Mr. Cheng, are you busy now?
Cheng Yu replied: Is the result of the comparison available?
Lao Bian immediately made a voice call, and Cheng Yu quickly chose to answer the call.
"Mr. Cheng, the results of my comparison have come out. It is basically certain that the photo you sent is of a person named Lao Dapeng."
Cheng Yu seemed to hear something strange in Lao Bian's tone. He frowned and said, "Is this person very special?"
Cheng Yu actually thought differently. He thought that Lao Bian was hesitant to speak because Lao Dapeng had some special background.
Lao Bian said: "This person's information is a bit weird. He seems to have some strange relationship with your Cheng Group. Mr. Cheng, if it is convenient, let's have an interview."
It is inconvenient to transfer the information copied and printed from the computer to anyone using the Internet, even if that person is Cheng Yu.
After all, this case has not yet been filed, and the leakage of the suspect's information is not allowed by discipline. Even if the case has been filed, in principle, the parties will not be allowed to access the suspect's information.
In this regard, Lao Bian is of course willing to provide some conveniences to Cheng Yu, but it does not mean that he will violate disciplines unscrupulously.
Cheng Yu agreed without saying a word: "Okay, where are you? I'll go find you."
"I'm still in the city bureau."
"Okay, I'll go to the city bureau to find you now."
Lao Bian quickly said: "Are you at home?"
"Well, I just came back not long ago."
After Cheng Yu failed to get a reply from Lao Bian during the day, he went to the Taohuayuan Club.
Of course it was closed in the morning, but Cheng Yu hadn't been here for a while, so he simply called the manager here and calculated the accounts for this period with him.
He stayed in the clubhouse all afternoon, waiting for a call from Lao Bian who might give him an answer at any time.
But until Du Xiaoyu called him and asked him if he wanted to have dinner together in the evening, Cheng Yu didn't wait for Lao Bian's call.
So he went to Qianjin to pick up Du Xiaoyu, and then the two of them had a meal together, and then returned to Wudong Courtyard together.
When he received Lao Bian's WeChat message, Cheng Yu was sitting in the patio drinking wine and enjoying the coolness, while Du Xiaoyu was taking a bath in the house.
"Well, I'll go find you. I remember that there is a bar called Latin Castle just outside the north gate of Wudong Courtyard. There are two private rooms on the second floor of that bar, and those two private rooms are rarely occupied. How about you come over?
Can you please wait for me in a private room there?"
When Cheng Yu heard this, he knew that Lao Dapeng's background information must be a bit strange. Lao Bian was responsible for showing him the information, so he needed to find a place where he would not be easily encountered by acquaintances.
"Okay, I'm going out right now."
Cheng Yu hung up the phone, walked to the bedroom door, and knocked on the door.
There was no movement inside. It was probably because Du Xiaoyu was taking a bath. The water was too noisy and he didn't hear the knock on the door.
Cheng Yu left a text message to Du Xiaoyu on his mobile phone: Xiaoyu, I'm going out for a while and will be back soon, don't worry.
Then, he left Wudong Courtyard, went out through the north gate, looked around, and sure enough he saw the sign of a bar called Latin Castle.
After strolling over, Cheng Yu pushed the door open and entered.
Cheng Yu had never heard of this bar, but it looked like it was decorated in an all-wood style and the walls and floors looked very old. It was estimated to be at least twenty years old.
At that time, Wudong did not have a large-scale bar commercial street, and the bars were still high-end consumption, scattered in many places in the city that were not too eye-catching.
The bar is not too big, only about 200 square meters. Because the interior space is relatively high, it is separated by a floor.
There is a small stage in the lobby on the first floor. On the stage, there is a guitarist and a singer singing folk songs nonchalantly.
There are only two tables of customers in the bar. Although after eight o'clock is not the busiest time in the traditional sense of the bar, there are only two tables of customers on weekends, which is enough to prove that the business of this bar is really not very good.
The bar is at the far end, and there is a bartender standing inside. Since there is only one waiter and he is serving drinks to one of the tables, there is no one to greet Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu walked inside. When the bartender saw him, he greeted him: "Welcome, how many are there?"
Cheng Yu looked around, walked straight to the bar, and asked, "I heard that you have private rooms upstairs?"
The bartender was slightly startled, but nodded and said: "There are indeed two private rooms. However, few guests ask for private rooms, and the private rooms are not cleaned every day, so they may be a little messy. You see, there is nothing downstairs.
Man, why don't you just sit downstairs."
"My friends and I have something to discuss, could you please clear out a private room as soon as possible?"
The bartender looked embarrassed, but he still picked up his phone and checked the time, and said hesitantly: "The private room hasn't been open for a long time, and as you can see, there are only two of us in the bar. If one person goes up to clean it,
I can’t take care of myself down there.”
Cheng Yu immediately smiled and said, "It's okay. I'll just spend more. I'll definitely clean it up for you."
The bartender finally nodded and said, "That's alright. Please take a look at the drink list first." After that, he handed over a plastically sealed drink list, and walked out of the bar, calling to the waiter.
After whispering a few words to him, I went upstairs.
The waiter seemed to think Cheng Yu was a little strange, but he still walked to the bar and placed the tray in his hand on the bar.
"Sir, who are you? What would you like to drink?"
Cheng Yu had already read the entire drink list and asked, "Is everything on the drink list available?"
The waiter nodded, and Cheng Yu said: "Two bottles of Royal Salute. This should be worthy of your hard work in cleaning up the private room upstairs, right?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then quickly said with a smile: "That's enough, but sir, how many of you are there?"
"two."
"That's really unnecessary. You two can't drink that much, so just order by the glass."
The waiter was actually in his thirties, but he still looked a little shy. He said this entirely for Cheng Yu's sake, and had no intention of killing him if he could.
Cheng Yu was a little surprised and said: "I just told the bartender that if he cleans the private room for me, I will definitely spend an amount that matches his..."
"That's our boss, and I'm his cousin.
Don't worry that I can't make the decision. If he knew you ordered this, he would definitely not agree to it.
Our bar has been open for more than 20 years. Although the business has been average in recent years, we have never let customers order just because of their requests.
It doesn’t matter, you can order by the glass. If you feel embarrassed about the low consumption, just order a fruit plate snack or something like that.”
This surprised Cheng Yu, but since the other party said so, Cheng Yu no longer insisted.
"Okay, let's have two drinks first, double portions, a small fruit plate, and two snacks to go with the wine. You can match them as you like."
The waiter nodded, got into the bar, and then asked: "Sir, do you like spicy food?"
Cheng Yu nodded casually, and the waiter smiled and said: "Then I will get you a duck intestine and a duck wing. These are all made by our bar ourselves, ensuring hygiene, and the taste should be pretty good."
"good."
"Would you like to add ice to the whiskey?"
"One cup plus one cup nothing."
Cheng Yu was not sure when Lao Bian would arrive. If he added ice to his wine now, the taste of the wine would be much worse if he waited for it to melt completely.
The waiter quickly poured the wine, put the duck intestines and duck wings on the bar, and then started making a fruit plate for Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
It was actually real wine, which actually surprised Cheng Yu.
It is almost common sense that fake wine is sold in bars, and the more expensive the wine, the more fake it is.
Firstly, this bar does not encourage customers to spend blindly. Secondly, the supermarket price is more than 1,000 yuan. The whiskey sold in the bar for more than 2,000 yuan is actually real wine. This is really extremely rare.
He picked up a piece of duck intestine and put it into his mouth.
Not to mention, the taste is really good, but a little too spicy.
Seeing Cheng Yu slowly nodding, the waiter smiled and said, "Isn't it delicious?"
Cheng Yu also smiled and said, "It's just a bit too spicy."
"My brother and I are from Jiangxi. In the early years, we tried to cater for the taste of Wudong people, but the spiciness was not enough and it always felt less delicious. Instead, we restored our normal spiciness, and the guests also liked it better."
"Well, it's pretty good."
Cheng Yu picked up another duck wing.
The duck wings are all made from the middle wing, which is carefully cut into two pieces, eliminating the need to bite off the bones.
The taste of duck wings is actually very similar to that of duck intestines, but the spiciness is not as high as that of duck intestines, which is quite in line with Cheng Yu's tolerance for spiciness.
When the glass of wine was finished, the bartender who had just gone upstairs to clean the private room, the owner of the bar, came down.
"Hello sir, I have simply cleaned the upstairs. I hope you are satisfied."
Cheng Yu nodded, stood up, and prepared to go upstairs.
The bartender also picked up a tray and put all the things Cheng Yu ordered into the tray. He didn't even have the slightest intention of helping Cheng Yu put them on the tray. Instead, he put them in front of him and got back into the bar.
.
"The first one on the left after going up."
The bartender told Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, thinking that it really made sense for this bar to be open for so many years.
There are not those extremely polite services, but many places actually consider the guests. Although they are not so polite, they are also a bit more cordial.
Cheng Yu picked up the tray and was about to go upstairs when he heard the sound of wind chimes when the outside door was pushed open.
Looking up, it was Lao Bian walking in.
Seeing Cheng Yu personally carrying the tray, Lao Bian quickly took a few steps forward and said, "I'll do it, I'll do it..."
Immediately, he greeted the bartender and waiter at the bar, looking very familiar with them.
"It turns out he's your friend, Lao Bian. I asked him why he asked for a private room upstairs when he came here, and his face was so raw. I was still wondering how he knew we had a private room upstairs."
The bartender waved hello to Lao Bian, and the waiter also smiled and said, "This is your friend too. If you had told me earlier that I was your friend, we would be better off."
The words were really familiar to each other, but he had no intention of helping Lao Bian take over the tray, even though Lao Bian still had a document bag under his arm.
"I won't talk to you two for now. I'll go upstairs with him to talk about something. After we finish talking, I'll come down and have a drink with you two."
Following Lao Bian, Cheng Yu went upstairs, opened the door of the first private room on the left, and the two of them walked in.
The private room is really not small, measuring more than 20 to 30 square meters. It can be seen that it has not been used for a long time, and it looks more old and dilapidated than the one downstairs.
There are obvious signs that a TV was once hung on the wall. The color of the wood is a bit inconsistent with the ones nearby. There is also a pile of things piled in the corner, covered with cloth. I don't know what they are.
Lao Bian put the tray down and said, "Master Cheng, please sit down first."
Seeing that Cheng Yu's eyes were on the pile of things in the corner, he smiled and explained: "That's a karaoke equipment, just the kind from twenty years ago. There are CDs and vinyl in it. You can find whatever song you want to sing."
Let yourself go.
Haven't used it for many years now.
These two private rooms are basically closed during normal times. They will be opened only during major football matches, such as the European Cup and World Cup, for those who don’t want to crowd downstairs with a lot of people to watch the game."
Cheng Yu thought to himself, this bar is indeed older than me, and he has never even heard of the vinyl karaoke accompaniment disc.
"What's going on with Lao Dapeng?"
After Cheng Yu sat down, he took out two glasses of wine from the tray and handed one to Lao Bian.
Lao Bian opened the wallet under his arm, took out a pile of information, selected Lao Dapeng's personal information and handed it to Cheng Yu.
"You take a look first."
He picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and smiled: "Royal Salute, Mr. Cheng, you are really willing to give up. But it is worth the money. It is estimated that one bottle of the Royal Salute he has here will not be sold in three to five years. You
This must have been from five years ago. But he stored the wine very carefully, so you can drink without worry."
Cheng Yu didn't care about this, all his attention was on that piece of paper.
"People from Wudong?" Cheng Yu frowned slightly, "But the primary and secondary schools are both in Heilongjiang... Well, I have never heard of this city."
"It's a county-level city, belonging to Suihua, but closer to Harbin."
Cheng Yu nodded and continued to look, but he couldn't see anything more from this information.
"The place of birth is Heilongjiang, but the registered permanent residence is directly in Wudong. What does this mean?"
"I don't know exactly what it means, but this person should have some relationship with your Cheng family."
Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the daughter that old man Cheng Qingsong left in the Northeast in his early years, and he already had some idea in his mind.
"This person's household registration was originally registered in a sub-district office in Wudong, which means that he does not have a specific address and probably does not have real estate in Wudong.
So I checked the information about his parents. He is from Heilongjiang, and he didn’t even have any records of tickets to leave Heilongjiang in recent years.
The occupation is freelance. If I need more details, I can contact the police in the place where they are registered.
But I haven't contacted you yet.
As for Lao Dapeng, he went to Wudong University, which was not a good school, but after graduation, he immediately had a property under his name.
The household registration was also transferred from the street office to this property."
Cheng Yu nodded, he also understood this information.
"What's wrong with this suite?"
"The problem is no problem, but this apartment was developed by your Cheng Group, and a large part of it has been reserved for various levels of management in the group.
I checked on the internal network of the Real Estate Bureau, and based on the area of his apartment, it can only be allocated by middle-level managers at the headquarters of Cheng Group, or senior executives of subordinate branches.
Of course, the so-called allocation, I checked, it should be regarded as a crowdfunded house. According to the construction cost of the year, a house would cost three to five million yuan.
The land price is partly borne by the Cheng Group. However, this community is considered a high-end residential complex in the city. When it was launched, the average price of the houses put up for sale was as high as more than 60,000.
Since the number of houses in this community is not large, and most of the people living there are managers of the Cheng Group, the people who bought the houses in this community are not willing to sell them. Now there are very few transactions of second-hand houses. The latest transaction
Yes, the average price is close to 100,000."
Cheng Yu nodded and asked again: "So, based on Lao Dapeng's background, do you think he couldn't afford this apartment three years ago?"
"I don't know this, after all, I haven't conducted further investigation into his parents' situation.
Freelancers, to put it bluntly, are self-employed businesses. The registered business project is an inn, the scale of which is unknown.
So I dare not say nonsense about whether their family has sufficient financial resources.
But I checked the specific situation of this suite.
When this house was transferred to Lao Dapeng, the specific transaction amount was calculated based on the tax amount, which was basically the lowest price the market could offer at that time.
Of course, many second-hand housing transactions are like this, in order to reasonably avoid taxes.
But I noticed something. In the tax payment records of the Real Estate Bureau, the accounts allocated to the funds are all the public accounts of the Cheng Group.
In other words, I am not sure how much this apartment was sold to Lao Dapeng.
But I can confirm that all taxes on this apartment were paid by the Cheng Group.
Then, I checked again and found that in the past three years, this apartment has basically incurred no water and electricity bills, which means that no one has lived in this apartment in the three years since it was transferred to Lao Dapeng's name.
Because this suite is a high-tech room with constant temperature, humidity, and oxygen, if someone lives in it, the water and electricity bills will be relatively high.
With such a large area, the electricity bill must be more than 10,000 yuan a year.
Then I checked the corresponding property fee payment for this house, and I found that the account that helps pay the property fee for this house every year is also the account of a branch of the Cheng Group."
Cheng Yu frowned and said: "So, we can basically judge that my father gave this apartment to Lao Dapeng. Even after giving it to him, he helped him take care of the subsequent expenses of this apartment."
Lao Bian's smile was slightly dry. He said: "Judging from the clues I have obtained so far, what you said is very possible. More specifically, tomorrow I can go to the company that pays the property fees in the name of the provincial department.
Investigate it."
Cheng Yu waved his hand and said: "There is no need to investigate. We don't have to have any evidence. It is enough to make judgments based on common sense."
Lao Bian shrugged and said, "Well, it's okay not to investigate for the time being, so as not to alert others. Once more evidence is obtained, it doesn't matter if Lao Dapeng is controlled and we can collect the evidence."
"what else?"
"That's roughly the situation...
Oh, this Lao Dapeng came to Wudong more than thirty days ago.
He first took a flight from Harbin to a neighboring province, and then someone from the neighboring province should pick him up.
Then he came over in a car, so I initially focused on the floating population that had entered Wudong in the past forty days, but could not find out the whereabouts of this person.
Judging from his choice, they should have chosen this way because they wanted to avoid real-name monitoring from the beginning."
