Chu Heng and the others just found an empty table and sat down. Without even saying a few words, the hotel manager kindly brought them a pot of tea.
"You guys can try it. My distant relative in the south asked someone to bring it to me."
Your words sound familiar to me!
Chu Heng gave the manager a strange look. When he was still a young man, this was how he used to give gifts. Because transportation was inconvenient and things from other places were rare, he came from the south and gave them to distant relatives.
Waiting for the flag to give gifts to people.
In fact, they were all bought in a department store. Once they were delivered, the packaging was torn off and they were replaced with new ones. Who knows if they are from other places?
They are all human beings!
With a smile on his face, this guy gave this fellow man a cigarette in return: "Thank you!"
"Oh, thank you, thank you, this is a good cigarette, I have to smoke one."
The manager acted as if he had never seen the big front door before. He took the cigarette with a loud noise, but he did not smoke it immediately. Instead, he took out a lighter and lit it for them, then lit it for himself, and then collapsed a few times.
After saying that the smoke was good, I decided to go to the back kitchen to have a look at the street, and left wisely.
"This guy is no ordinary person."
Chu Heng watched him leave and made an old-fashioned comment.
"Why are these words so awkward to say in the mouth of a young man in your twenties?" Jiang Zhuolin smiled and shook his head, but in his heart he was very worried about this young man who is young but has a good background.
Admire.
For some reason, he got to know Chu Heng in depth a few days ago. Although it was only part of it, it forced him to face up to this young man who was about the same age as his daughter.
Although you don’t need to respect it, you shouldn’t despise it either!
"Haha, a young and promising person like Xiao Chu cannot be judged by his age." The one-eyed old man smiled and gently held his hand.
See how many people chat!
Chu Heng glanced sideways at Jiang Zhuolin, then picked up the teapot, poured water for them, and casually asked the old man: "Old man, do you have any thoughts on the current case?"
The old man swallowed hard and muttered: "I have a little idea..."
"Oh? Please tell me quickly."
Jiang Zhuolin raised his head and looked at the old man, wanting to see if this old man who was praised so much by Chu Heng could come up with any surprises.
"What do you think?" Chu Heng and the driver also cast curious glances.
"I think that damn guy named Feng Yongchun might be in the same group as Mu Yu'an!" the old man said with narrowed eyes.
"How do you say this?" Chu Heng asked hurriedly.
"When I just interrogated those old ladies, didn't they say that the earliest one started planting scabs half a month ago, and it was all done by Feng Yongchun!" The old man sneered: "But that old thing
He died a few days ago, so it is very possible that before that, it was Feng Yongchun who performed the knife himself, and not someone else in disguise."
"If that's the case, then why was he killed again?" Jiang Zhuolin thoughtfully picked up the teacup and took a sip, smacked his lips, and murmured: "Is there internal strife?"
But Chu Heng shook his head and said with a glint in his eyes: "Compared to this, I believe this is silencing you!"
"Yes! They should be silencing them!"
The old man also agreed with his idea, and then analyzed: "This is why I am sure that Feng Yongchun and them are a group of people, because if it is really the dead ghost who gave birth to the scoundrel, then what they did this time
The only loophole in this game is him. Now that a person dies, only the devil knows how many people he has inflicted, and who is an outsider and who is one of their own!"
"Then why did they go back disguised as Feng Yongchun after killing someone?" Chu Heng frowned and thought to himself.
"bump!"
At this moment, Jiang Zhuolin, who was also thinking about this matter, slammed the table excitedly: "I know! They must be looking for something! Otherwise, why would they come back at the risk of being discovered? It doesn't make sense!"
"Very possible!"
Chu Heng's eyes also lit up.
"I think..."
At this time, the old man hesitated and interjected: "The person who killed Feng Yongchun should be someone close to him. He may be a relative, a friend, or a neighbor. You can start to investigate from this aspect."
"Why do you say that?" Jiang Zhuolin asked doubtfully.
After the old man refilled his cigarette, he leaned back on the chair and said leisurely: "Because Feng Yongchun is the only one among them who is pushed to the front of the stage, and it is also the most important link, so in order to understand the situation in time, they must contact each other frequently.
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"Based on what I know about Mu Yu'an, he will definitely not take the risk of being caught or discovered. He will choose to meet or deliver news secretly every time. He should do so in the most ordinary, ordinary and unlikely way.
Complete the meeting in a manner that raises suspicion.”
"For example, let the small mirror disguise itself as a regular customer, a friend, or a relative!"
Jiang Zhuolin became more and more excited as he listened. After the old man finished speaking, he stood up with a huff, turned around and walked out: "What else do I have to eat? You guys eat first. I have to go back to the bureau quickly to verify our conjecture."
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He left very hurriedly, almost running out. As soon as he finished speaking, the figure disappeared at the door.
Chu Heng actually wanted to go with him, but if he left too, only the old man and the driver would be left. It would be rude, so he could only be patient and accompany him here.
But because they had something to do, they didn't eat for too long.
The three of them shared a bottle of wine, drank a few bowls of rice, and after eating all the dishes, they quickly got up and left.
It didn't even take half an hour.
"Old man, Brother Xiaozhuang."
After coming out of the hotel and getting on the bus, Chu Heng said to the driver and the one-eyed old man with an apologetic look: "I didn't entertain you well today, so don't be picky. When we get back to Sijiu City, we'll all gather together."
Go for a meal."
"Hey, if you say this, it's a shame." The driver Xiaozhuang smiled and handed over a cigarette: "This case is so urgent, and I still pick you to handle it. I'm not stupid. I understand. Besides,
Today’s reception is not bad either.”
"It's just that my family can't even eat this food during the Chinese New Year." The old man leaned back on the seat happily, with a toothpick in his mouth.
"It's better for you two!"
Chu Henggong cupped his hand and immediately urged: "Brother Xiaozhuang, let's go quickly."
"Okay!"
Xiaozhuang drove the car neatly and turned the steering wheel to return to the original route.
After a while.
The car approached the public security bureau compound again. As soon as it stopped, Chu Heng hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car. Then he took out two boxes of cigarettes from his body and gave them to the driver Xiaozhuang: "Brother Xiaozhuang, take these cigarettes."
If you smoke on the road, driving late can make you sleepy, so smoke a few more to refresh yourself."
"Okay, I just ran out of cigarettes, so I won't be polite to you." Xiaozhuang happily took it and waved his hand: "Okay, you guys go ahead and get busy. I have to go back quickly. I have a few more meetings with Mr. Xie tomorrow.