In the police world, especially when Kong Weifeng is working, there is no sense of time at all. He and Xiao Liu are the only ones left in the Huangzhou Police Office.
"Captain Kong, are you talking about this Song Haoqian? Could he be the person who connected Bai Longqiang and Zhao Shi?"
"For Bai Longqiang, Song Haoqian is very likely to have provided material compensation. If the relationship between him and Zhao Shi can be known, the subsequent investigation will be much easier."
"No matter what their relationship is, it's absolutely right to investigate him."
"That being said, what was his motivation for doing this?"
"Captain Kong, if it is really found out that he has a problem, he is a big shot..."
"Big shot? What happened to the big shot? Even if I break the law, I will arrest him."
Listening to what Kong Weifeng said, Xiao Liu couldn't help but look at Kong Weifeng's forehead. There was not only a scar, but also a dazzling mark. No one in the entire Huangzhou police system didn't understand the origin of this scar. That's right. It is because of this scar that both the black and white people in Huangzhou are afraid of this desperate policeman.
On the night that Kong Weifeng's wife had a miscarriage, this scar remained on his forehead forever. The maker of this scar was also a policeman, but he was a policeman suspected of serious violations of law and discipline. A rogue police officer who disdains Kong Weifeng.
He is a colleague of Kong Weifeng. The two were good partners before. However, in the face of interests, he lost the bottom line of his career and even the bottom line of his life. After Kong Weifeng noticed it, he kept looking for opportunities and opportunities to catch him. .It was precisely because he wanted to catch this criminal policeman that he missed his wife’s call. It was precisely because he wanted to catch this criminal policeman that Kong Weifeng became famous in both black and white circles.
"Captain Kong, what should we investigate next?"
"The Xiaoqing case ten years ago is now very clear. Bai Longqiang was just a substitute. The real perpetrator was most likely Zhao Shi. The real estate Song Haoqian provided for Bai Longqiang was his reward.
What we need to figure out now is who is behind the whole thing, whether there is corruption, whether Song Haoqian is the perpetrator of the whole thing, or what role he plays here. .
Song Haoqian's career has only developed rapidly in recent years. His influence ten years ago was far from what it is now. Since the investigation started when he was in the orphanage, I don't believe that he will have nothing to do with Zhao Shi."
Xiao Liu listened very carefully, but he was also very confused. He knew the importance of what Kong Weifeng said. However, should we not continue to investigate the deaths of Bai Longqiang and Zhao Shi?
Xiao Liu still mustered up the courage to ask, "Well, then, what about Lu Sheng?"
Mentioning Lu Sheng, Kong Weifeng couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, thinking to himself, "It's really sad for the judicial system. It's a pity that there is no way to open a case for investigation now, and all the clues are provided by one criminal suspect."
Seeing that Kong Weifeng didn't answer, Xiao Liu changed the subject and said, "Should we ask the director for help? There are only two of us now, and there is not enough manpower."
"When the time comes to reopen the case, I will bring him here personally, or he will take the initiative to come to the police station."
Xiao Liu listened to Kong Weifeng's words with some surprise. Just now, Captain Kong, was he talking about Lu Sheng?
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From a distance, it looks more like a school or a government agency. Only from the words on the plaque in front of the door can we determine that this is the Meizhou Social Welfare Institute.
In front of this door, goodness and evil are mixed. The children inside the door are happy or unfortunate, and the children outside the door may be happy.
Lu Sheng was standing at the gate of the welfare home holding a forged police ID.
On one side of the gate, there are many supplies piled up, including toys and candies, as well as some paper, pens and stationery, all of which were sent by well-wishers.
Lu Sheng calmly walked to the door and showed his ID to the guard.
For ordinary people, what opportunities do ordinary people have to see a police officer ID? Unless it is in a movie, TV series, or short video, you can probably know what the ID looks like. But in reality, it is estimated that most people
, have never seen a police officer certificate with their own eyes. Although it is a just profession, once you see this certificate, it does not mean that something good will happen.
"Uncle, I'm here to learn more about the situation. I want to see the director."
The man at the door, nearly sixty years old, with thinning hair, immediately walked out of the guard room when he saw the ID in Lu Sheng's hand, stepped forward and said, "Hello, comrade police. Come on, I'll take you with you."
you go."
The uncle took Lu Sheng with him, and they chatted while walking.
"Uncle, how many years have you worked here?"
"It's been more than 40 years. In the past, I didn't guard the door. After retirement, I couldn't stay at home, so I came here to help again."
"Forty years."
"Well, in this orphanage, the current director and I have been working the longest."
The yard was not big, and the two people soon arrived at the downstairs of a dilapidated second floor. The uncle pointed in the direction of the second floor and said to Lu Sheng, "Look at the room with the light on, that's where the director works."
After Lu Sheng thanked the uncle, he walked up to the hug alone, thinking about what the uncle had just said, "It has been forty years, so I should know something about him."
Lu Sheng stopped in front of a wooden door. The door was not closed tightly. From the crack of the door, he could see an elderly aunt with her back to the door, sitting on a chair and working carefully at her desk.
She lowered her head and could see her hair was tied up.
Lu Sheng hesitated at the door, then knocked gently on the door.
"When... when... when..."
The aunt turned her head immediately when she heard the knock on the door. She lowered her head and looked past the reading glasses stuck on the tip of her nose to look at the young man at the door.
"Hello, principal." Lu Sheng said, taking out the forged police officer ID card again.
The principal stood up hurriedly and walked towards the door. Although she was a little confused about the sudden arrival of the police, she still greeted her warmly, "Hello, comrade police, please come in."
What Lu Sheng saw through the crack in the door just now was almost the entire room, except for a bed next to the desk.
The director turned the chair he was sitting on and moved it next to Lu Sheng, "Please sit down."
"I came here to understand some information and ask you about someone," Lu Sheng sat down, pointed at the director's bed, and said to her with a smile, "Director, you can do the same."
The director sat on the bed and asked curiously, "Did I walk out of our place?"
"Um."
"Who is it?"
"It's a long time ago. It happened more than thirty years ago, Song Haoqian."