The fat master's son suddenly stood up. He bent down on the ground and stuck his head under the bed. He stuck out his butt and searched carefully inside.
Kong Weifeng also got up from the bed and looked down at the middle-aged man in confusion. When he lowered his head, he noticed that the floor was covered with old-fashioned wooden floors, but the floor had been seriously damaged, and sharp wooden thorns were exposed in the damaged parts.
If touched accidentally, it can easily pierce into the skin.
The middle-aged man said to himself while searching, "No, I remember putting it under the bed."
"What are you looking for?"
The middle-aged man didn't hear what Kong Weifeng said. He was still looking for it on his own, muttering, "Where did it go? It should be under the bed."
Kong Weifeng probably guessed that what he was looking for should be related to what happened back then. He was very anxious and wanted to help look for it, but after all, he was in someone else's home, so he was powerless and expected and eager at the same time.
"What are you looking for? What kind of thing is it?"
This time the middle-aged man heard Kong Weifeng's words, and his deep voice came from under the bed, "The old man left it, he said it was..."
"Look, I remember putting it under the bed, and here it is!" As the middle-aged man spoke, he pulled his head out from under the bed and stood up. He was also holding a black bag in his hand.
"Here it is, comrade policeman."
Kong Weifeng quickly reached out and took the black plastic bag. This bag was not very heavy, and the contents inside should be very light.
Kong Weifeng opened the plastic bag and found a sealed transparent bag inside. As soon as he saw the contents inside, his eyes immediately flashed with excitement.
"My dad had a habit of drinking when he was alive. He didn't like to drink from beer cans. He didn't think drinking like that was satisfying, so he always poured the wine into a bowl or a cup..."
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The Fat Master loved drinking very much when he was alive. Whether it was liquor or beer, he always drank it to his heart's content. It was better to drink liquor. If he drank bottled beer, he would be restricted by the narrow mouth of the bottle and drink it directly. There would definitely be no problem.
A refreshing experience, canned beer will directly affect the taste, so every time Fat Master drinks, he has the habit of pouring the wine out to drink.
The wine he picked up at the factory gate that day was a large can of beer. But there was no wine glass or bowl around him, so the fat master simply poured the wine into his thermos cup and threw the three empty cans aside.
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After he finished eating and drinking, he fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up again, he found that there was a fire outside the guard door. The fat master looked at the fire outside the door and was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around and called the fire department.
After making the call, he hurriedly ran out the door. The fire was so fierce that there was nothing he could do.
But the fat master who ran out quickly turned back. He packed up the remaining food and then packed the cans in bags.
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"My dad said that he threw the food and empty cans far away at that time, but later he didn't know why, so he went back to pick them up again, and the food was lost," the middle-aged man said
, pointed at the black bag again, "He kept these empty jars well in this sealed bag."
Kong Weifeng stood there and listened to what he said. This time it was not in vain, and he finally found a useful clue.
"He used to love watching TV dramas about solving crimes. Although there was no direct evidence, he was always worried that what happened back then was not simple, saying that there might be some evidence left on the jar."
The middle-aged man was still talking there, but Kong Weifeng couldn't wait to take these things back to the police station.
"If you don't come again, I will sell them as scrap."
"Thankfully you didn't buy it. Maybe it will help us a lot." After Kong Weifeng finished speaking, he hurried out.
Kong Weifeng walked out of this dilapidated building, the crescent moon crescent above his head, but he had no time to take a look at this beautiful night with stars and moon.
Huangzhou and Meizhou are now under the protection of the same sky. They share the same moonlight, the same stars, the same rain, dew, wind and frost.
Such a wonderful night is not attractive at all in front of people who are worried.
In the office of the chief of the Meizhou Police Station, Lin Xi was sitting on his office chair. He was not in a happy mood to celebrate his promotion now.
He was deeply impressed by Kong Weifeng, an old classmate. He had excellent academic performance during college and was deeply loved by his teachers and classmates.
Lin Xi knew that Kong Weifeng was different from him. Kong Weifeng seemed to have gained everyone's recognition and attention without paying anything. As for him, he needed to remember the personality characteristics of each teacher and also needed to know which classmate had a good family background. What he did behind the scenes
I worked hard and did many things that my peers would not do.
The purpose is to gain everyone's recognition, but in the end, because of a small mistake, I lost the opportunity to enter the provincial department.
For students in the police academy, studying well does not really mean that they have high scores and low abilities. On the contrary, it means that this student is likely to have strong analytical skills, good qualities, and a sense of criminal investigation that is inferior to ordinary people.
"Does this kid smell something with his dog nose?"
Lin Xi began to recall all the events of that year. Over the years, he had done many similar things, but what happened ten years ago was the most profound in his memory, because since then, many strange things seemed to have happened.
If Zhao Shi's death ten years ago was an accident, then Bai Longqiang's death three years ago really sounded the alarm for Lin Xi.
"By the way, it happened three years ago."
As soon as Lin Xi thought of this, he immediately picked up the phone and wanted to call the archives office. As soon as he dialed out, the voice on the phone had not yet sounded, so Lin Xi hurriedly pressed the hang up button.
"I'd better go get it myself."
Lin Xi walked out of the office building and walked towards the archives building. The crescent moon in the sky also did not attract his attention. He quickly walked through the open space between the two buildings and got into the archives building.
Three years ago, Bai Longqiang was hit and killed in Meizhou. Lin Xi was the backbone of the criminal police team at that time, and he was responsible for the case. Judging from the scene, it is easy to judge that this case was not an accident, but the clues left at the scene
, there were very few witnesses, and only one witness saw a white car without a license plate.
Lin Xi did not fully investigate the case at first. On the one hand, he had never focused on working well for so many years. He always thought about how to climb up and how to make more money, so his business ability was really bad.
I dare not compliment you.
Another reason is that at that time, Lin Xi immediately thought of Zhao Shi's death and guessed that this was probably revenge. He had suspected it.