Jiang Zhuolin was walking a little hastily. Chu Heng's sudden tug made him stagger. After he stabilized his body, he frowned and rubbed his arm that was slightly aching from the tug. He turned around and asked, "You
What to do?"
"The autopsy is certainly important, but I think it would be a good idea to call those who had scabies on their faces before and ask if they can find out anything new."
Chu Heng smiled and handed over a piece of paper. On it was the list he had written on the way here, which was the information of four other people pretending to be old ladies.
"Look at me, in my hurry, I almost forgot such an important clue!"
Jiang Zhuolin slapped his forehead in annoyance, then quickly reached out to take the list, and dragged Chu Heng out of the office.
The two of them didn't go downstairs. They turned right when they left the door. After walking through two doors, Jiang Zhuolin led him directly into the third office.
The man in the room was a man in his thirties, tall and tall. His name was Xue Rongcheng, and he was the captain of the first team.
Seeing them coming in, Xue Rongcheng stood up quickly and asked: "What's wrong, Jiang Bureau?"
"There's work to do!"
Jiang Zhuolin quickly walked up to him, briefly repeated what Chu Heng told him, and then handed over the list: "We are divided into two groups. You can take someone to ask the people on the list.
, visit the nearby people, and I will take people to bring the body back."
"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"
Xue Rongcheng took the list with a serious face. He also realized that this case was difficult. Not only did it involve human lives, but the case was also somewhat complicated.
The three of them quickly went downstairs. First, they called the police station below to be on standby. Then they came out of the building and came to the row of bungalows. In less than five minutes, they gathered the people and horses, bringing different people with them.
The mission quickly left the Public Security Bureau.
At this time, the disadvantage of insufficient number of cars becomes apparent.
Counting Chu Heng's car, there were only three vehicles in the entire team. Even if they were fully loaded and overcrowded, they couldn't pull too many people, so they could only disperse the team again. Chu Heng drove the car and pulled Jiang Zhuolin with him.
Five police officers went to pick up the body. Some of Xue Rongcheng and others drove two other cars to find three of the four people on the list, while others, led by several veteran police officers, rode bicycles to find the remaining ones.
That person.
At the same time, Chu Heng also called the sugar factory and asked Cen Hao to send the family of three here.
On the road.
Jiang Zhuolin was sitting in the passenger seat. After looking at the interior of the car, he touched the chair under his butt greedily and asked, "Is this the car you got from Maozi?"
"You know this?" Chu Heng glanced at him in surprise.
"Not only do I know this, but I also know that you scolded Official Mao Zi for vomiting blood at the negotiation table." Jiang Zhuolin took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth with a half-smile: "I can't tell, you look like a dog.
Yes, you are so cruel when you scold me on the street! The old ladies on the street are willing to bow down to you when they see you, right?"
Hearing this, Chu Heng's expression couldn't help but change.
It's not surprising that Jiang Zhuolin knew about the car he cheated. After all, it wasn't a secret. However, the superiors had ordered confidentiality of the matters on the negotiation table, and no details could be disclosed. If he didn't inquire specifically, he would
Impossible to know!
"Pooh!"
Chu Heng blew out the cigarette from his mouth, frowned and asked, "Are you checking me?"
"Oh, as expected of a military background, he is quite vigilant." Jiang Zhuolin smiled and took a puff of cigarette, pressed his body against the soft armchair, and narrowed his eyes comfortably: "This car is more comfortable to sit in!"
"Why are you checking me?" Chu Heng looked over warily, feeling that this old guy probably didn't hold anything back. Before, he deliberately made a fuss about Zheng Jun to win his favor, and now he specially investigated him.
It’s obviously purposeful!
"You will know later." Jiang Zhuolin held out two fingers to him: "Remember, you owe me two favors!"
"Since when are there two?" Chu Heng stared.
"You're pretending to be confused, right?" Jiang Zhuolin squinted at him: "Zheng Jun, I think you didn't take it out of face. Later, when he asked those gangsters for dinner, I blocked him. I still didn't take it out of your face. Isn't that right?
Two?"
Chu Heng was speechless for a moment, and then he couldn't help but confront him: "I admit Zheng Jun's business, but what does those gangsters have to do with me? I was just looking for someone!"
"Then I don't care." Jiang Zhuolin tilted his head and looked out the window, looking like he was going to say "I won't listen, I won't listen".
Damn it!
Chu Heng gritted his back molars angrily and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore. He turned his head and continued to drive seriously.
snort!
It doesn’t matter what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd, what can you do if I don’t accept it?
Bite me!
he...tui!
The several police comrades in the back who were almost packed into sardine cans exchanged strange looks, and they all saw surprise in each other's expressions.
Is this still our selfless Jiang Bureau?
Why do you feel like a scoundrel on the street?
The whole journey was silent.
Volga quickly traveled through half of the county and came to the police station near the old tailor's home. Then, led by the police from the police station, he went to the home of old tailor Feng Yongchun.
It was a courtyard with two entrances, and seven families lived in it. When Chu Heng and the others came over, a funeral shed had been set up on the patio of the front yard. A dark black coffin was placed in the shed, and several middle-aged women were standing there.
He knelt down next to the coffin and cried at the top of his lungs, while many people around him tried to persuade him.
Seeing Chu Heng and his entourage coming over, the man in charge of the courtyard hurriedly came out of the mourning shed to welcome him. He shook hands with the leader Jiang Zhuolin first and asked doubtfully: "Comrades, what are you doing here?"
"Uncle He."
A police officer from the police station standing nearby explained on his behalf: "This is Director Jiang from our county bureau. We have just received news that we suspect Uncle Feng did not die of natural causes and want to take the body back for further inspection.
"
"Not a natural death?"
After hearing this, the steward was stunned for a moment before he realized what this meant. His eyes widened in shock: "You are saying that Old Feng was killed by others?"
"What?!"
"I just said, Uncle Feng was in such good health, why did he suddenly disappear?"
"That's right, that guy is carrying a two-hundred-pound sack like it's for fun. I'm not even as good as him!"
…
The steward's voice was loud, and many people nearby heard it.
Among them were Feng Yongchun's family members who were lying beside the coffin and howling. When they heard that the old man had been killed, they couldn't help but cry. They got up from the ground and rushed to Jiang Zhuolin.
"Comrade Public Security, this... what is going on?"
"Who killed my dad?"
"You must seek justice for us."
…
Jiang Zhuolin was very good at dealing with this kind of situation. He slowly raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling for everyone to be quiet. He then said loudly: "Everyone, please listen to me. The current situation is still just suspicion."
, what exactly happened, we still need to go back for laboratory tests before we can make a conclusion."
"At the same time, we also need everyone's help to think carefully about who Mr. Feng Yongchun has been in contact with and what he has done during this time."
