"Mask?" After hearing Gu Chen's words, Xi Mu immediately squinted his eyes and hesitated again and again, but said unconvinced: "It looks quite similar. I do have some masks like this in my warehouse."
"On the New Year's Day, the town asked me to help with the purchase."
"Are these masks from your warehouse?" Officer Wang asked.
Xi Mu suddenly fell silent and seemed to be thinking.
The old man couldn't wait to say: "Xi Mu, just take the police comrades and go to the warehouse to have a look, and it will become clearer?"
"It's not a question of whether you can see it or not." Xi Mu looked embarrassed and had to explain: "It's just that those masks are of no use after use."
"A year ago, a rag collector came over, and I sold it easily."
"What?"
"sold?"
"Didn't you buy it for the town? How could you sell it privately? Did the town agree?"
Including Officer Wang, Uncle Zhao was also quite surprised.
Knowing that he was guilty, Xi Mu also said weakly: "This...it's not like you don't know about the activities in this town. Every time the materials are used once, there will be a lot of damage."
"I see that these masks have been used this year, and I probably won't need them in the next year."
"I thought that instead of taking up space in the warehouse, it would be better to sell them as scraps. There happened to be an old man who collects scraps who was interested, so..."
"That's public property." Uncle Zhao was angry.
It feels like Xi Mu sold the public supplies and put the money into his own pocket.
You know, people of my generation are particularly sensitive to public and private things.
Now that Xi Mu has come out like this, Uncle Zhao is quite disappointed.
"It's just some masks. What's the big deal? It doesn't cost much to sell them. Otherwise..."
After thinking for two seconds, Xi Mu added, "How about I hand over the money? It can also be calculated based on the loss of materials."
"You, you, I really don't know what to say to you." The old man suddenly looked embarrassed when he saw that he and the police had escaped.
Gu Chen stepped forward and asked, "Is there not a single mask left in the warehouse?"
"It should be gone." Xi Mu shook his head.
"Then do you still remember where the old man who bought the mask lives?" Gu Chen asked again.
"This... seems to have some impression, please wait." Xi Mu's thoughts were a little confused, so he could only calm down and think again.
You know, the police suddenly investigated late at night.
Moreover, he was still tracing the matter about the previous mask, which left Xi Mu unprepared for a moment.
It was also after pondering for a long time at the scene that Xi Mu finally said, "I remembered."
"Say it quickly." Uncle Zhao asked.
Xi Mu took a deep breath and murmured: "If I remember correctly, he is also from our town and lives by the river in the town."
"Is it that place at the corner?" After hearing Xi Mu's words, Uncle Zhao seemed to have thought of something.
Xi Mu nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, there is a lonely old man just over the corner, right?"
"There is no one to rely on at home. He is the only one, and he usually makes a living by collecting scraps."
"Don't underestimate me." Seeing Xi Mu talking freely, Uncle Zhao looked serious: "I know that man. Although he is just an old man who buys scraps, he has a lot of money."
"Rich people?" Officer Wang expressed his confusion and asked with a slight smile: "Uncle, the old man you mentioned who collects waste products, he is rich and he still collects waste wool products? Wouldn't it be nice to enjoy the happiness at home?"
"It's different." Uncle Zhao waved his hand and said seriously: "I am afraid that I will get sick in my spare time."
"As long as you visit this old man who buys scraps, you will know how rich he is."
"Anyway, his family's small western-style house with a large courtyard was all earned by purchasing scraps over the years."
Thinking of this, the old man did not hesitate and directly suggested: "How about I take you over to see it again?"
"Then it's all your fault."
It felt like this old man was still warm-hearted, so Gu Chen naturally expressed his gratitude.
The old man waved his hand and said involuntarily: "Anyway, if you don't find the murderer tonight, I won't be able to sleep, so I might as well help you."
"The murderer?" Xi Mu was a little puzzled after hearing the words of several people: "Old Zhao, what is the murderer you are talking about?"
"You didn't know? You didn't know there was such a big fuss tonight?" Uncle Zhao glanced at Xi Mu, curious.
Xi Mu shook his head: "I went to bed early tonight. I don't know what is going on outside at all."
"If you hadn't knocked on my door, I would still be dreaming."
"Excuse me." Seeing that everyone disturbed Xi Mu's sleep, Gu Chen also apologized: "I'm sorry for the inconvenience caused to you."
"As for the masks, do you remember how many were purchased in total? How many were sold?"
"It should be 200, because I was the one who purchased them," Xi Mu said.
When Gu Chen heard this, he nodded silently.
This is almost consistent with the number collected at the scene.
It can be seen that Xi Mu did not lie.
Saying goodbye to Xi Mu, everyone followed Uncle Zhao from the supermarket and continued walking towards the other end of the town.
After ten minutes, we came to a corner by a small river.
At this moment, a small foreign-style building with a luxurious courtyard stood in front of everyone.
There are rockeries and fountains in the yard, which look very classy.
However, the entire western-style building was completely dark except for a streetlight at the entrance to the yard.
Completely inversely proportional to the brightness of the road.
Uncle Zhao and Gu Chen explained: "I'm not very familiar with this family, but I've seen them before."
"This old man's wife passed away many years ago, and he only had one son. I heard that he died in a car accident a few years ago."
"Now, although he is rich, he is still alone and has no one to take care of him. I guess after his death, this house will probably be distributed to those relatives."
"What a pity." Lu Weiwei shook her head and said with regret: "You said that after a person has acquired so many assets in his life, he doesn't even have an heir in the end."
"And those relatives, don't they just pick them up off the shelf?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Isn't it? That's it. Those relatives rarely come to see him. Anyway, he is quite pitiful for this old man."
Looking up at the foreign-style building, Uncle Zhao said again: "I'll knock on the door."
"Tuk-tuk-tuk! Tuk-tuk-tuk!"
Continuous knocking on the door broke the tranquility of the night.
There was immediately a lot of movement from Chinese pastoral dogs around.
Perhaps because he heard someone outside, the door of the small foreign-style building opened with a creaking sound.
A tall and thin old man in pajamas slowly walked out of the door and said, "Who is it?"
"I am supermarket boss Zhao." Uncle Zhao said.
"Old Zhao?" After hesitating for two seconds, the old man in the yard said, "Oh, you open a supermarket on the other side of town?"
"Yes, do you remember? You often come to my place to buy things."
It will be easier if the person you see remembers you.
But the old man in the yard also noticed Gu Chen and the others. He suddenly became confused and asked hurriedly: "What about these people?"
"I am Gu Chen, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Team of Furong Branch. We came to you because there is something we need to verify with you."
Gu Chen didn't hesitate, he went straight to the point, opened the photo album on his phone and said, "Someone said you bought these masks, right?"
"Let me take a look." The old man in the courtyard squinted his eyes and nodded silently: "Yes, it feels quite artistic, like buying it for collection."
"Art? Do you also understand art?" Lu Weiwei was quite surprised when she heard this.
Not because of anything else, but mainly because this old man’s occupation is to buy scrap products, so he belongs to the lowest level of workers.
Workers are mostly concerned about material life, and they don’t seem to value spiritual and cultural aspects that much.
The old man in the yard also grinned when he heard this: "As people get older, they like some weird things."
"I saw those masks. When I was a child, many people wore them for activities. They were more festive, so...so I wanted to buy them and keep them as art collections."
"Do you still have those masks?" Gu Chen asked.
The old man nodded silently: "Yes, do you want to see it?"
"If it's possible... I think so." Gu Chen nodded silently.
When the old man heard Gu Chen's words, there was obviously a subtle change in his eyes.
All this was seen by Gu Chen.
So the old man opened the courtyard door and let everyone in.
Gu Chen walked beside the old man and asked proactively: "I don't know what your name is yet?"
"He Wenqiang." the old man said.
"Uncle He, do you usually live here alone?" Gu Chen asked again.
He Wenqiang nodded silently: "There is no one at home, I am the only one."
"Don't you want to keep pets? Pets are the most humane thing." Lu Weiwei said jokingly.
He Wenqiang grinned: "Why did you raise that thing? I had a dog before, but it was stolen, so I didn't bother to raise it again. It's actually quite good to be alone."
During the conversation, everyone followed the old man He Wenqiang into the door.
As soon as the lights were turned on, everyone was immediately stunned.
Various luxurious decorations add a lot of high-end atmosphere to this small western-style building.
If this was not in Hedong Town, it would be a high-quality product in the urban area.
He Wenqiang took the initiative to explain to everyone: "I live on the second floor. The first floor is mainly for storing sundries. The mask is placed in this small room at the door of the backyard."
While speaking, He Wenqiang directly used the key inserted in the door lock to open the door.
However, the next second, He Wenqiang's face was startled, and he was a little shocked.
"How could this happen?" Looking at the messy house in front of him, He Wenqiang said in disbelief: "Someone has been to my house, and all the masks are gone."
"What? It's gone?" After hearing He Wenqiang's words, Uncle Zhao hurriedly stepped forward and said with a regretful expression: "This...is this mask a treasure? It was stolen again after all?"
"It can't be such a coincidence, right?" Lu Weiwei has experienced too much today, and she can't believe that she will be late.
He Wenqiang also said with a horrified look on his face: "This...there are obvious signs that someone has disturbed this room."
Glancing back at Gu Chen, He Wenqiang also complained: "It was fine before, comrade police, what do you think we should do?"
"Don't be impatient." Faced with the mess in the room, Gu Chen did not make a decision right away.
Instead, he repeatedly checked the various furnishings in the house.
In an instant, Gu Chen blinked twice and quickly used his master's imagination to stop the objects on the scene.
Soon, Gu Chen used brainstorming to instantly restore all items to their original positions in a transparent virtual space.
All kinds of dazzling items were all returned to their places in an instant.
What Gu Chen saw was a completely different scene from everyone else.
The place is clean and tidy.
Seeing this, Gu Chen probably knew what he knew, so he blinked twice again, and suddenly a rainbow flashed across his eyes, and the transparent virtual space ceased to exist.
"Junior Brother Gu, what are you doing?" Seeing Gu Chen's strange expression, Lu Weiwei asked curiously.
"It's nothing. Senior Sister Lu, hurry up and take pictures of the scene. The more detailed the better." Gu Chen said.
"Okay, that's all for now." Lu Weiwei, who was a little disappointed, could only pick up her phone and start taking pictures of all the messy situations in the room one by one.
After a while of busy work, Lu Weiwei came to Gu Chen and nodded in affirmation: "It's done."
"Very good." Gu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at He Wenqiang, and asked: "Uncle He, do you have any friends who often come to your house?"
"No." He Wenqiang shook his head and said, "Didn't I tell you? I live alone at home, and those relatives rarely come over."
"Then has your home ever been robbed?" Gu Chen asked again.
He Wenqiang pondered for a moment, but nodded silently: "I had a dog before, mainly to look after the house and the home. Later, it was stolen. Does this count?"
"Well, that counts, but what about other things?" Gu Chen asked again.
He Wenqiang shook his head: "Nothing other than that."
"That's strange." Gu Chen smiled faintly, walked to a corner, took one of the seemingly exquisite objects in his hand, and shook his head: "This kind of thing is worth several times.
A hundred yuan, right? It’s better than stealing a mask.”
"Oh, by the way." Thinking of this, Gu Chen quickly turned around and asked He Wenqiang: "You bought this mask from Xi Mu, who manages the warehouse, right?"
"Yes." He Wenqiang nodded.
"What's the purchase price? Is it convenient to disclose it?" Gu Chen asked again.
"Uh... It seems... it costs two yuan each. I bought it according to the price of the object."
"What if we purchase it as scrap?" Officer Wang asked.
He Wenqiang shook his head: "Then it's not worth anything. It will be sold as scrap."
"That means the thief doesn't steal valuable things like this, but only steals your two-yuan masks?" Gu Chen asked.
He Wenqiang scratched his head and couldn't help but said: "How do I know what's going on? Why the thief wanted to steal this, I don't understand either."
"Hurry and take a look to see where else the house has been stolen." Gu Chen did not ask any more questions, but reminded him.
He Wenqiang seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation, so he quickly started investigating in various rooms of his house.
Gu Chen also asked Yuan Shasha and Officer Wang to follow him.
Lu Weiwei and Supermarket Uncle Zhao stood beside her.
When Uncle Zhao saw this situation, he was completely confused: "Why are you so worried about this mask? Did the murderer come to Lao He's house to steal the mask specifically to kill people?"
"Uncle Zhao, do you think it's weird?" Gu Chen asked him with a smile.
Uncle Zhao shook his head: "Anyway, my old man's brain is not flexible and I can't understand clearly."
"But you have already told the key point." Gu Chen said.
"What's the key?" Uncle Zhao didn't understand and asked Gu Chen: "Comrade police officer, what do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is that you also know that it is impossible for the murderer to steal He Wenqiang's mask just to kill He Xizhou." Gu Chen said.
"Then... what do you mean?" Uncle Zhao seemed to understand Gu Chen's hint, and said with a pale face: "Is it possible that you think He Wenqiang is the murderer?"
"Yes." Gu Chen nodded silently and did not deny it.
"No, no, you must have made a mistake." After hearing Gu Chen's words, Supermarket Uncle Zhao became anxious:
"He is a lonely old man, how could he do such a thing?"
"Besides, this He Xizhou you are talking about is not from our town, and he stayed in a hotel when he came here."
"But there is such a foreigner, a lonely old man in our town, why should we have trouble with him?"
"You have to ask them, I don't know either." Gu Chen spread his hands and pretended to be helpless.
But Uncle Zhao was really anxious. After walking back and forth in front of Gu Chen twice, he still waved his hands and said, "I still don't believe that the murderer is He Wenqiang. It's impossible, absolutely impossible."
For the next time, Uncle Zhao kept mumbling to himself.
Officer Wang and Yuan Shasha, however, still followed He Wenqiang and helped him check the entire house.
After a while, everyone returned to the first floor.
"How?" Gu Chen asked.
Yuan Shasha shook her head: "No abnormalities were found in other places. This house may have been stolen."
"It's strange. What did the murderer want? Is it just for those masks?" Officer Wang also expressed confusion.
At this moment, He Wenqiang was at a loss and hurriedly complained to Gu Chen: "This thief is getting more and more outrageous now. I saw the mask a few days ago, but who would do such a wicked thing during the Chinese New Year?"
thing?"
"You also said that during the Chinese New Year, do thieves need to do such a thing?" Gu Chen also smiled lightly.
Noticing the subtle changes on Gu Chen's face, He Wenqiang suddenly changed his expression and asked Gu Chen: "Comrade police, what do you mean?"
"What I mean is, there is no thief at all, it's all your own show." Gu Chen felt that there was no need to beat around the bush with He Wenqiang, so he spoke straightforwardly.
But this statement made the atmosphere at the scene suddenly become tense.
Everyone looked at each other, as if they didn't understand what Gu Chen meant.
Officer Wang felt quite embarrassed and hurried over to act as peacemaker, reminding Gu Chen in a low voice: "Gu Chen, what are you doing? What do you mean by talking like that?"
"What I mean is that the thief does not exist at all, and the person who disrupted the whole room is actually He Wenqiang himself."
Gu Chen did not lower his tone because of Officer Wang's quiet reminder.
On the contrary, Gu Chen spoke extremely loudly.
He Wenqiang was really angry at this time and retorted directly: "You little policeman has such a strong tone."
"My house was robbed, and you didn't help catch the thief. Instead, you accused me of being the thief. I think you have ulterior motives."
"You should be the one with ulterior motives." Gu Chen was also rude and said directly: "If you want to know the truth, just come into the house with me."
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