One day later, Meng'er Avenue, Ba City, District 2.
Five cars stopped, and Zhou Xian led seven or eight people from the investigation team and followed the local police officers to an ordinary supermarket called Bake.
Yesterday, before Zhou Xian arrived in District 2, he specially went through the procedures for handling cross-district cases. The relevant personnel contacted the police department in Ba City and asked them to assist in the investigation.
The group of people crossed the street and entered the Bakko Supermarket. Zhou Xian stood at the door and looked at the indoor environment. He discovered that this was actually a Chinese-funded supermarket. The boss and delivery employees were all Chinese.
Zhou Xian exchanged a few words in French with the local case handler, who then sent a white man to the front of the cashier to talk to the boss.
The supermarket was not particularly big, with a total area of more than 200 square meters. Zhou Xian walked in from the door and strolled around the room.
In this supermarket, there are many goods with special brand logos from China, such as instant noodles, water, tobacco and alcohol, etc.
Zhou Xian came to a shelf and looked up at the betel nuts placed on it. He saw that there were also Zuixiangtan brand ones. He picked up a bag, looked at it carefully, and compared it with the photos stored in his phone. There were almost no differences between the two.
any difference.
Bar entrance.
After the local police officer showed his ID, a Chinese man from the investigation team rushed to the boss and said, "Can I see the surveillance video in your store?"
"No problem!" When the boss saw the local police present, he immediately nodded in agreement.
The person from the investigation team took out a supermarket receipt wrapped in a sealed bag, handed it to the other party and said, "Is this the shopping receipt from your store?"
The boss looked at it carefully: "Yes, it belongs to our store."
"According to the shopping time on the receipt, call up the monitoring and let's take a look." The person from the investigation team replied politely.
"Okay, come with me!" The Chinese boss led everyone to a small monitoring room.
…
About ten minutes later.
Zhou Xian and others stood in the monitoring room, watching their boss operate the computer.
After a while, the boss stood up, pointed at the computer screen and said: "At this time, this person did some shopping. He bought three bags of betel nut, some cans, instant noodles and so on."
Zhou Xian bent down and looked at the computer screen, and saw a man standing outside the cashier. He was of medium build, wearing a cap and jacket, and his face could not be seen at all.
"How many surveillance videos do you have in your supermarket?" someone from the investigation team asked on Zhou Xian's behalf.
"There are six or seven places in total, most of them are in the auction area, and there are only two at the entrance." The boss replied.
"Can you find me a picture of this person's face?" Zhou Xian turned to look at him: "It's a bit unclear from this angle."
"Actually... I know this person." The boss looked at him and hesitated before replying.
Zhou Xian was stunned: "Do you know him?"
"Yes, Moner Avenue is half of Chinatown. There are many workers and technicians living here, and the circle is not big." The boss said softly: "This man often comes to our supermarket to buy things. I have seen him a few times. He seems to be
His name is Haihai, he should be... he worked at Mingyuetai Bar for a while!"
"are you sure?"
"You should be sure, because our store is open 24 hours a day." The boss nodded: "He and a few people often come here to buy things in the middle of the night. They should also live nearby."
"Do you know where he lives?"
"Then I don't know!" The boss shook his head: "I don't know him, but he always comes over and those people have called his name."
"Remember, did he come to your place after he finished shopping that day?" Zhou Xian asked again.
"No!" The boss thought carefully: "This is the last time he comes to buy something."
…
Twenty minutes later.
Zhou Xian and others left Bakko Supermarket and returned to the car.
"Dip Lingling!"
The phone rang, and Zhou Xian pressed the answer button: "Hello?!"
"Team leader, we've finished the investigation at Nickel Mountain." The person on the phone replied quickly: "We didn't find any useful clues. There are too many video surveillance images, and there is a lot of traffic in the store every day. We don't have any
The time period makes it difficult to identify.”
"You guys make a copy of the surveillance video and take it back and slowly screen it. I have some news here, you can check it out." Zhou Xian replied.
"Ok, I see."
After saying that, the two ended the call. Zhou Xian held the phone and whispered softly: "Mingyuetai Bar! This sounds like a restaurant opened by a Chinese."
"How about we go directly there?" the co-pilot asked.
"Don't say goodbye!" Zhou Xian waved his hand: "The bar is too crowded. If you go there rashly, you will startle someone else!"
"It's obvious." The person in the co-pilot immediately replied: "This Haihai is either the person who shot Yang Gang and did not return to the second area after finishing his work; or he is the middleman who had contact with the gunman. I
I guess no one is here anymore."
Zhou Xian paused: "Let's go tonight, you guys can go over there and make an unannounced visit!"
"no problem!"
"Oh, no!" Zhou Xian immediately waved his hand: "That's it! You can communicate with the local police officers later and ask them to find a reason to summon someone who knows this Haihai and call him over for questioning!"
"This method is good, okay, I'll do it!" the co-pilot replied.
…
There was nothing to say during the day.
Zhou Xian and others have been in the hotel, screening the surveillance video of Nickelodeon Mountaineering Shop.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, just after Zhou Xian had eaten, the investigation team members and the local police officers returned to the hotel together, and they also handcuffed a 26- or 27-year-old man.
Zhou Xian was surprised to see everyone and asked softly: "Did you catch someone who committed the crime?"
"Haha, eh!" The person from the investigation team smiled and replied: "The one who sells medicine in the store!"
Zhou Xian walked up to the man and asked him softly: "Do you know Haihai?"
The man hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly: "I know you!"
"How many days have you not seen him?" Zhou Xian asked again.
"He no longer works at Mingyuetai, but we had contact before." The man paused: "I told you, can you not detain me?"
"Then it depends on what you said." Zhou Xian bent down and sat down, picked up the cigarette case and asked, "Smoke one?"
"Thanks!"
Five minutes later, everyone sat in the living room and started chatting with the man.
"Haihai used to be a pimp at Mingyuetai and hung out with us every day. Later, he joined the new boss and stopped working." The man smoked a cigarette: "That kid was a soldier. He had skills and was spotted by his elder brother.
Already."
"What big brother?" Zhou Xian asked.
"His new boss!" The man paused: "That person is also a frequent visitor to Mingyuetai, his name is Xin Xiaoming!!"
"What's it called?" Zhou Xian was stunned for a moment and immediately asked.
"Call Xin Xiaoming!"
"...!" Zhou Xian's heart skipped a beat when he heard the name. He knew he had finally caught a big thread.
…
Somewhere in District 2.
Haihai was locked in the basement, pulling his neck and shouting: "What on earth are you going to do?! Who are you?"