Furong Police Station Criminal Investigation Team Three.
Officer Wang had dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes were dry and tired.
Officer Wang back then was still a dragon in the waves, but now he looks like a domesticated giant salamander at best.
Poor physical strength is a very real problem facing us...
However, since partnering with Gu Chen, Officer Wang seems to have gotten rid of the kind of life where one year is just one year and the other 365 days are just copy and paste.
In his opinion, many people may spend their next lives copying and pasting, but he has already made a comeback.
At least he won't die at the age of twenty-five and be buried until he is eighty-five like most people do.
But the price is a little tiring...
The biggest feature of working with Gu Chen is that the workload is extremely heavy, and I feel like there are always endless things waiting for me.
Officer Wang even wondered if he was too lazy at first and missed many opportunities to make meritorious deeds.
Seeing that Gu Chen's probationary period is almost one year old, it feels like this guy has just completed the journey he took in three or four years, which is a bit of leapfrog development.
Officer Wang was staring blankly at Gu Chen's work when suddenly there was a tapping sound of short-heeled leather shoes in the corridor, with a strong rhythm and a steady pace.
That's right, it's Lu Weiwei...
Officer Wang is now able to identify the identities of more than 70 people in the police station based on their footsteps.
"Good morning, Old Wang." Lu Weiwei said hello as she entered the door, then walked to Gu Chen's side, put down a bottle of love milk, and suddenly froze.
"Junior Brother Gu, what's wrong with your hand?"
"Is it okay if you cut a little bit of skin?"
"It's okay to be bandaged like this? Are you going to see a volunteer?"
Lu Weiwei's thoughts couldn't help but spread. That's the bad thing about being a police officer. She always wants to do justice when encountering anything.
Especially when you are wearing a police uniform, the crowd is watching and you have to go even if you don’t want to.
Although it is said that it is the bounden duty of the police to act bravely, sometimes it is more like doing their best.
So if someone asks you, has anyone ever risked their life for you in your life, then there must be a policeman who has risked his life for you.
"Oh, that's not right." Lu Weiwei suddenly looked at Gu Chen with a frown and asked, "Where is your police uniform? Why don't you wear a police uniform today?"
Gu Chen innocently looked up at Lu Weiwei and said, "I forgot about home."
"It turns out that Junior Brother Gu also has forgetfulness sometimes! I thought you were a saint." Seeing that Gu Chen also had the habit of forgetting things, Lu Weiwei felt very excited.
After all, Gu Chen is just like Officer Wang, a little lazy and forgetful, but being too perfect makes Lu Weiwei feel a little unattainable.
"Lu Weiwei, don't make trouble. Gu Chen and I worked on the case all night last night. He didn't come home all night, so of course he left his police uniform at home."
Officer Wang couldn't help complaining, but then he thought about it. There were so many old comrades in the office, and there were quite a few who occasionally forgot to put on their police uniforms, but Lu Weiwei had never cared about them.
Only for Gu Chen, I watched him like a nanny every day, as if I was afraid of being snatched away by the wolf grandma.
However, Lu Weiwei crossed her arms, turned to Police Officer Wang and asked, "I'm going to say something to you, Old Wang. Yesterday, when Gu Chen had a day off, you actually asked Gu Chen to go out with you on the field? Without Gu Chen, you
You can’t live anymore, right?”
Police Officer Wang:???
"Why are you still involved with me? I bandaged Gu Chen's injury."
"What? Is Gu Chen injured because of you?" Lu Weiwei glared and punched Officer Wang on the shoulder.
I heard Officer Wang say "ouch", and just as he was about to speak, Lu Weiwei beat him to it.
"From now on, you can handle this kind of thing by yourself. Don't get involved with my Gu Chen. Do you have no hands or feet? Can't you be self-reliant?"
The tone in which Lu Weiwei educates Officer Wang is quite similar to that of a class teacher educating bad students online.
When several trainee police officers around him saw this, they couldn't help but crane their necks to take a few peeks, then lay on the table and snickered.
"Lu Weiwei." Officer Wang curled his lips and asked, "What do you call your Gu Chen? Gu Chen belongs to all of us."
"Gu Chen should not have been injured anyway." Lu Weiwei took the commanding heights of criticism, scolded and educated her, and then turned her attention to Gu Chen.
"Look at this bandage, what is it? Can't the bow tie look good? Look at this frivolous thing, Junior Brother Gu, don't move."
Lu Weiwei took off the bandage on Gu Chen's arm and re-knotted it.
After tying a beautiful bow, he took out a colored pen and drew a warm smile on Gu Chen's arm bandage.
"Okay, this is called the art of bandaging." Lu Weiwei clapped her hands, quite satisfied with her work.
"Senior Sister Lu, please excuse me next time I get hurt." A trainee police officer couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help complaining.
Lu Weiwei waved her arm: "Get out of the way."
There was a burst of laughter in the office...
At this time, Officer Ding also walked into the office with panda eyes, handed the copied USB flash drive to Officer Wang, and said casually:
"All the videos that could be collected in 27 minutes yesterday are here. I have to go back and catch up on my sleep. I'll leave the rest to you."
"Why do you leave it to me?" Officer Wang was also very sleepy and said, "You were on the night shift last night, but I wasn't? You should leave it to Gu Chen. I have to catch up on my sleep too."
"Give it to me." Gu Chen stood up directly, took the USB flash drive copied by Officer Ding, then inserted it into his computer interface and started to look it up.
While Lu Weiwei was drinking milk, she also moved a stool and leaned next to Gu Chen to check it carefully.
I have to say that Officer Ding was quite careful in organizing the video files. He sorted them according to time and wrote all the notes clearly.
Gu Chen clicked on the first video...
Surveillance footage showed that after Zhao Mingming left the bathroom, he met Wang Wende in a corner of the corridor. Wang Wende pointed at Zhao Mingming and seemed to be complaining about his poor performance that night.
Zhao Mingming, on the other hand, had an expressionless face, as if he was already used to this kind of criticism, and stood there with some disdain.
Although Wang Dewen's criticism was harsh, it hardly affected Zhao Mingming.
Then Zhao Mingming left, seemingly heading to the parking lot, and the video ended.
Gu Chen clicked on the second video.
On the narrow walkway, Zhao Mingming met another tall and thin man. Zhao Mingming did not give way and walked directly over, colliding with the tall and thin man.
Due to Zhao Mingming's weight advantage, the tall and thin man was squeezed away, and then the two started talking trash on the aisle.
Judging from their expressions, both of them seemed to be scolding each other. Zhao Mingming sneered a few words and left.
"Zhao Mingming is really arrogant. He fights whoever he sees and feels like the whole world owes him money." Gu Chen couldn't help but shook his head and muttered a few words.
Lu Weiwei asked in confusion: "Junior Brother Gu, what kind of case is this?"
Gu Chen turned his head, and Lu Weiwei's face was very close to his. Gu Chen tilted his head back slightly, handed her the information he had compiled on the table, and said, "Senior Sister Lu, you can take a look at these information first."
"Okay." Lu Weiwei took the materials and began to make up lessons seriously.
At this time, Gu Chen clicked on the third video.
The picture is of a parking lot, with various vehicles parked neatly on one side.
Zhao Mingming seemed to have been instructed by Wang Dewen to drive and lead the way. He came to the car, opened the door and got in.
The car lights came on, but soon Zhao Mingming stepped out of the car again, squatting down as if doing something.
Not long after, Zhao Mingming got into the car again, started the vehicle and drove to the open space outside the parking lot.
Then comes the fourth video.
At this moment, Zhao Mingming had already driven his car to the front row of the motorcade, and other luxury cars and commercial vehicles also rushed over one after another, following Zhao Mingming's car.
During this period, Zhao Mingming had been sitting in the driver's seat, and no one else came up to chat.
At this moment, Gu Chen saw himself and his parents in the video, and the three of them also appeared in the video surveillance screen.
I remember that at that time, I was negotiating with the driver about driving.
The leader, Zhao Mingming, was still sitting in the vehicle, even with his left hand resting on the window, looking very relaxed.
Not long after, everyone was pedaling with the cooperation of the staff.
The video progresses to fifth, sixth, seventh...tenth, eleventh.
The convoy is neatly arranged on each highway. When there is a traffic light on the way, the car in front will slow down and wait for the car behind to connect.
It wasn't until the twenty-first video was entered that the leading car started to drive in an S-shape on the road.
Zhao Mingming was obviously unconscious at this moment. Within a few seconds, the leading car suddenly veered off the road and crashed into an advertising space on the roadside. What happened next was a nationwide rescue.
"How could this happen? There are only a few people who can come into contact with Zhao Mingming from the beginning to the end." Gu Chen held up his face and thought: "If Wang Dewen was suspected before, then the people who met Zhao Mingming on the narrow corridor later
That young man also has certain suspicions."
At least these two people are not dealing with each other, and they look down on each other, which is what is called peer-to-peer contempt.
"Are they really colleagues?" Gu Chen pondered again for a few seconds, and suddenly said in shock: "Yes, I have seen that tall and thin young man. At the rescue scene last night, when Wang Dewen asked who was in the car, he was
The tall, thin man told him it was Zhao Mingming."
Gu Chen's thoughts suddenly returned to the scene of the incident last night. The tall and thin man was standing next to him at the time. He seemed to have something to do with Wang Dewen. The two looked like masters and disciples.
"Junior Brother Gu, is this Zhao Mingming really, as you said, unconscious due to poisoning, which ultimately led to the car accident?"
At this time, Lu Weiwei had also finished reading the briefing and raised her head to ask Gu Chen.
"By the way, we can go to the hospital now to check on Zhao Mingming's condition, and maybe we can get some clues." Gu Chen glanced at Lu Weiwei and asked, "What do you think, Senior Sister Lu?"
Lu Weiwei slapped the table: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"
The two brought their things and drove a police car directly to the Municipal People's Hospital.
After inquiring in many ways, the two found Zhao Mingming who was receiving an infusion in the patient's room in the inpatient building.
He was accompanied by several family members who looked like Zhao Mingming.
Seeing that Lu Weiwei was wearing a police uniform, she knew that the police had come to understand the situation. Everyone suddenly stood up and made way for a passage.
"Comrade police, thank you for saving my son Mingming last night." A burly man came over and said.
Lu Weiwei waved her hand, then pointed at Gu Chen beside her and said, "He is the one who saved your son, you should thank him."
The middle-aged man turned around again, stretched out his hand and said gratefully: "Thank you, comrade police."
"You're welcome." Gu Chen waved his hand, looked sideways at Zhao Mingming who was lying on the hospital bed, and asked, "How is he doing now?"
"The doctor said that he was unconscious due to inhaling a highly toxic gas. He is still in a coma and has to wait for further observation." Zhao's father said this with a very ugly look on his face.
"Have you found out what the toxic gas is?" Gu Chen asked.
Father Zhao shook his head: "At present, the hospital has reached several conclusions, but it is unclear at the moment. And the most important thing now is to save Mingming's life."
At this time, another middle-aged woman also came forward and said: "Comrade police, my son must have been poisoned. You must find the murderer and seek justice for my son!"
"Don't worry, it is our police's bounden duty to investigate cases. Even if you don't say anything, we will investigate clearly." Lu Weiwei took the words and supported the middle-aged woman to comfort her.
Gu Chen looked at the relatives around him, then pulled Zhao's father to the door, and asked in a low voice: "We conducted an investigation on the vehicle where the incident occurred last night. Except for Zhao Mingming, no one approached the car and was in the car."
Inside, we did not find any gas containers or drugs."
"How could this be?" Zhao's father was also stunned and asked, "Could it be that the murderer did not poison the car, but somewhere else?"
"We are also actively looking for clues about this." Gu Chen said halfway, and suddenly asked: "By the way, Mr. Zhao, has your son Zhao Mingming ever offended anyone?"
"this……"
Father Zhao's words came to his lips and he suddenly swallowed them again.
"What? It's not convenient to say?" Gu Chen asked.
"No." Father Zhao shook his head and said: "How can I say whether my son Zhao Mingming has offended anyone? In their industry, the competition is quite fierce, and there are not a few things that offend people, and
It is obvious that he has an arrogant personality and often conflicts with his colleagues, and even his teacher Wang Dewen dares to confront him."
"Wang Dewen?" Gu Chen was suddenly stunned and said, "Is your son Zhao Mingming a student of Wang Dewen?"
"That's right." Father Zhao nodded and said, "In Jiangnan City, many children who study music are students of Wang Dewen, because they all go to the Dewen Art Studio he runs to study, and the tuition is quite expensive.
I have spent no less than 3 million on piano training for my son Zhao Mingming."
"So much? How much does it cost to learn piano?" Gu Chen was also stunned.
Although I know that piano lessons are very expensive, it is still a bit scary to say that it costs more than 3 million to practice piano well.
"The main reason is to allow my son to participate in more performances on big platforms. These require the approval of the organizer, but there are only so many places. If you give them to others, they will not have the opportunity, so everyone will contribute some money to sponsor so that their children can participate more.
Opportunity."
After hesitating for a moment, Father Zhao said in a low voice: "My son is able to perform on the same stage this time with Mr. John Lauer, the world's top violinist, thanks to his teacher Wang Dewen. I heard that the original quota was for another student."
"Is this student him?" Gu Chen also based on what Father Zhao said, and showed the tall and thin man in the corridor in the video to Father Zhao for detailed information.
"No...that's right." Father Zhao nodded and said, "That's him, his name is Zhang Wen, and my son Zhao Mingming and I are both students of Wang Dewen. But I heard that Zhang Wen's family has recently failed in business and has been saddled with a lot of debt.
Therefore, many tuition fees were not paid, but Wang Dewen still kept him by his side and worked as his assistant to offset the so-called tuition fees because of his outstanding abilities and extraordinary talent in piano."
"Compared with Zhang Wen and your son's piano skills, who is better?" Gu Chen thought for a while and then added: "You'd better tell me the truth and don't be biased. This way you can handle the case
helpful."
Father Zhao also hesitated again and again, and finally sighed: "My family always thinks that my son is the best, and I have always thought so. Wang Dewen often said this, but then I went to audit a class. To be honest, Zhang Wen
This kid's piano skills are far above mine, and I don't have to say this out of conscience, this performance opportunity was originally given to Zhang Wen."
Gu Chen quickly recorded it in his notebook, then circled Zhang Wen's name with a pen, raised his head and asked, "Besides Zhang Wen, who else has your son been having trouble with recently?"
Father Zhao lowered his head and thought about it for a while, then raised his head and said: "There is another host, a bit girly. He is a relative of Wang Dewen, he seems to be a nephew. Wang Dewen gave him many opportunities to host programs.
, he was the live host at John Lauer’s concert last night.”
"His name is Han Wenfeng, and he specializes in hosting ceremonies. I know all this." Gu Chen also wrote Han Wenfeng's name and continued to ask: "Then why did your son get into conflict with him?"
"Hi!" Father Zhao couldn't help but say a few words when he thought of this: "He's not my mean-tongued son. He can't stand this guy's effeminate nature. He often quarreled with him, and the two of them even got into fights.
I passed, but that effeminate guy is no match for my son. Every time he is beaten, he goes to his uncle Wang Dewen to report it."
"Is there nothing else besides fighting?" Gu Chen asked again.
"It should be gone, right?" Father Zhao was not very sure, and said, "Anyway, my son doesn't like people like Han Wenfeng. He always says that he is neither a man nor a woman. He likes to wear pink clothes, even his socks.
Pink."
"Understood." After Gu Chen recorded these details, he thought about it, Han Wenfeng was really a girl, so Zhao Mingming was absolutely right.
In this way, the final suspects are actually Zhang Wen and Han Wenfeng. As for Wang Dewen, he is just an artist who likes to make money.
But how did the murderer commit the crime?
Within 27 minutes, the two only had contact in the bathroom and corridor.
One of them met in the corridor and despised each other, while the other was in the toilet. Could this effeminate Han Wenfeng do something to Zhao Mingming in the toilet?
