After getting the confirmation from the old lady, Chu Heng and others were overjoyed. They quickly took the piece of paper and the book and searched according to the set of numbers on the paper and the number of pages, lines, and words in the book, and quickly found out
A model word was given.
Then they continued to check, and in three to five minutes, they got a complete piece of information.
Fan Linghua, No. 16, Gongde Hutong.
"I remember her!"
Chu Heng excitedly pointed to the information written on the paper and said: "There was this person among the old ladies yesterday. She was a chubby old lady. She was so scared that she peed after just two sentences!"
"It seems that it should be a roster. It is reasonable and unexpected!" Jiang Zhuolin stared at the paper filled with numbers in his hand with a stunned expression. In order to confirm his guess, he followed the previous method.
A message was interpreted.
Kong Shu, Courtyard No. 8, Heping Street.
The same fake old lady who took on the identity yesterday.
This result is very exciting!
"Haha, that's right, it's indeed a roster."
Jiang Zhuolin suddenly felt very happy. After carefully putting away the books and papers, he hurriedly said goodbye to the Feng family. He said some sweet words such as promising to catch the murderer as soon as possible, and then met Chu Heng and the one-eyed old man who were also in an excited mood.
They left the courtyard together and quickly drove back to the Public Security Bureau, ready to go back and quickly decipher the remaining information.
Not long after the jeep left with Volga, they saw the old man who had just asked Chu Heng about the cucumbers coming from a distance, cursing under the scolding of a group of old neighbors.
"My mother-in-law's biological son has no penis! How dare you deceive me!"
"Don't let me meet you!"
…
It's night.
Thin clouds quietly came over Dacheng County, covering the stars in the sky, but did not block the brightness of the bright moon.
It was quiet inside the compound of the Public Security Bureau.
Several police comrades in charge of the night shift were gathering in the duty room and chatting quietly, fearing that too much noise would disturb Jiang Zhuolin and the others, who had been upstairs since they came back, and that they would be scolded.
Before, one of them was yelling and screaming in the corridor, and was scolded bloody by Jiang Zhuolin who was in a irritable mood.
At this time, in the office on the second floor, Chu Heng and others, who had been working continuously for more than three hours, finally deciphered the last message.
There are fifty-five items in total, representing fifty-five people. Among them, there are three people specially marked by Feng Yongchun with a red pen. The old lady who died in the bureau today is among them. It seems that these three people should
He is an internal member of the group with Mu Yuan and the others.
"Ouch, I'm almost blind!"
Chu Heng groaned and rubbed his sore eyes, took out a cigarette and lit one, picked up the deciphered list and looked at it carefully, then asked Jiang Zhuolin: "Uncle Jiang, how do you do it? According to the list
Should we arrest people directly, or should we sit back and wait for work?"
"You can't arrest people directly."
With a tired face, Jiang Zhuolin picked up the cup and took a sip of strong tea to refresh himself. He rubbed his twitching eyebrows and said, "It may be possible to catch people by surprise, but we don't know the specific situation over there. What if those people
We are not together. If we do this, we will probably alert the enemy and lose the little initiative we just grasped, which will cause trouble at that time."
"Jiang Bureau is right." The one-eyed old man nodded in agreement and said: "Since they have done this, they will definitely join the game. I think the main thing is to monitor, wait for them to fall into the trap with the list.
.”
"I have the same idea." Jiang Zhuolin smiled when he heard this, then turned to Chu Heng and said: "But for surveillance, I definitely don't have enough police force. Tomorrow you can send a hundred people over and cooperate with us to monitor the list.
The one above."
"no problem."
Chu Heng agreed happily, and immediately stood up, stroking his stomach, and said, "Let's go and find a place to eat. We haven't had any teeth this afternoon, are we starving?"
The one-eyed old man also rubbed his belly, bared his yellow teeth and said with a smile: "Hey, I've been playing drums for a long time."
"Then let's go."
Jiang Zhuolin took out a bunch of keys and stood up: "Nothing is open at this time. Let's go to the cafeteria and have a look and eat something."
"What can you get from that poor place? Apart from cabbage, there are radishes." Chu Heng curled his lips in disgust, but now he couldn't go to the nearby place to get food, and he didn't dare to expose the things in the warehouse.
All we can do is follow the good and follow the flow.
The three people quickly came out of the office.
When passing by the first floor, Jiang Zhuolin also greeted the few people on duty, but the brothers who were baking steamed buns around the stove were so happy that they quickly put down the cold ones they had just baked, and left one person to listen to the phone.
, and then followed them to the canteen in a hurry.
A group of people came to the place and were about to unlock the house and enter the house. A police officer who was following Jiang Zhuolin suddenly pulled him, pointed to the dark canteen and whispered: "Jiang Bureau! There is a thief!"
When the hungry Chu Heng and others heard this, they immediately became energetic and did not feel hungry anymore. They came forward with excitement on their faces and pressed their faces against the glass window to look inside.
You're going to the police station to steal something, you're lighting a lantern in this impure toilet, you're looking for death!
At this time, in the cafeteria, there was a dim firelight moving slowly, and a figure could be vaguely seen shaking, as if he was rummaging for something.
After Jiang Zhuolin took a few glances, he shook his head helplessly, took out the key and went to unlock the door: "There's a thief, it must be Jia Ying's grandson!"
The other police officers were immediately disappointed when they heard this.
"Oh, I should have guessed it was Brother Jia."
"I'm so happy."
"I've even thought about how to deal with him!"
…
Chu Heng and the one-eyed old man looked at each other in confusion. It sounded like that guy was a habitual criminal?
"Wow!"
At this moment, the door of the cafeteria was opened. Before they could enter the room, the lights inside were quickly extinguished, and Jia Ying sneakily hid behind the stove.
"Come out right now!"
Jiang Zhuolin walked in speechlessly, shined the flashlight on the stove through the window, and cursed: "How many times has the kitchen sued you? Why don't you remember it?"
"Hey!"
There was a horrifying laughter in the darkness, and Jia Ying ducked out from behind the stove with a wretched look on her face, laughing and saying: "The two damn ghosts I just sent here after finishing my work today are really hungry.
"
"Is it over so soon?" Jiang Zhuolin raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked quickly: "How is it? Did you find out again?"
"You are in a hurry here, I have to work overtime." Jia Ying took out a green radish from behind with a smile, opened his mouth and bit off a large piece. The spicy taste made him grin: "
The old lady was fine, she just committed suicide by taking poison, but the old man was more interesting. When I dissected her, I found a lot of dirt from her mouth, nose and respiratory tract, and there were no wounds on her body. It looked like she had been buried alive.
"
"Buried alive!?"
Before the others said anything, the one-eyed old man suddenly exclaimed, with a very ugly look on his face hidden in the darkness.
The next chapter will be a little late, something suddenly happened
