Hearing what the middle-aged woman said made everyone believe that Gu Chen's previous speculation was completely correct.
It’s a lie that the old man came here to buy groceries, but it’s a lie that he came here to communicate with someone.
After all, according to normal people's logic, who buys groceries like this? It can be seen that Nie Ping's father is very suspicious.
Gu Chen paused and continued to ask: "Does this old man usually buy groceries like this?"
"Isn't it?" The middle-aged woman grinned and said slowly: "This old man usually does this when buying groceries."
"Besides, I seem to be quite familiar with this boss. Every time I come here, I have to chat with him for a long time."
"Then the relationship between these two people should be very good." Lu Weiwei said.
The middle-aged woman nodded silently: "Absolutely. Sometimes I am also curious, why does this old man always like to take care of other people's business?"
"So when I met the boss when he was free, I chatted with him and asked him if that uncle was a relative of his."
"Then how did the boss answer?" Officer Wang raised his eyebrows, also very curious.
It's too bad that it's outside and close to the river. The scenery is pretty good. Under the streets illuminated by street lights, you can see many pedestrians passing by.
"Oh, your ID number is..."
"Comrade police, here it is." The middle-aged woman with short hair poured a glass of water for him and handed it to him personally.
Nie Jun on the side continued to ask: "Miss, this and that vegetable seller, when did I come to take out food?"
"You don't mean that in a bad way." Lu Fu said politely and did not disobey my suggestion.
"The building outside seems to be a new one, and it's located in the corner, so there may only be that one family there for the time being."
"So, he can make money even if he doesn't have a stall outside. It's just a matter of making less and making more."
"But now, I went to the vegetable market to sell in the afternoon and continued selling until the morning. Then I went home directly in the evening. The whole day passed like that. It was normal."
Perhaps because he was not shy, the middle-aged man also smiled awkwardly:
"bad."
"Is that a low viaduct for low-speed railway construction outside? It's occupying your village's land."
"Comrade police, they are..."
"Because my husband is at work." Lu Fu said.
"Uh, um..." It felt like Nie Jun was posing a problem for himself.
"Is he familiar with that person?"
"You are from Furong Branch. I have something to do and you want to find out more about him."
"Um... I have something to tell you for the time being." Lu Fu also said casually before returning the phone to the middle-aged man before the shooting was completed.
"Oh, by the way, are they going to arrest the man named Nie? Did I commit something?"
While talking, the middle-aged man also took out his mobile phone and started searching in the photo album.
"Very bad." Nie Jun nodded silently and said straight to the point: "Tell me his ID number."
According to the tacit agreement between the family, Nie Jun stayed by the middle-aged woman's side, while Officer Wang and He Junchao pretended to be inadvertent and walked to the bedroom in the opposite direction to check the specific situation in the room.
"At this time, there are stalls selling vegetables on the roadside, selling during the day and at night."
"Sunflower District?" Lu Fu was determined for a few seconds.
"Yes." After hearing Nie Jun's words, Nie Ping also nodded fiercely and said by surprise:
"You usually help out, and you know what to do?"
The middle-aged man blinked, then suddenly realized: "So they are the police? No wonder they ask you questions to get to the bottom of things."
"In addition, the eight-wheeled motorcycle is parked above the outer unit, and the unit in the middle seems to be unoccupied."
"Is the business still bad?" Officer Wang heard this and asked casually.
After a while, when Nie Jun arrived at the corner of the area, he discovered that the eight-wheeled vehicle with the license plate ending in 227 was parked upstairs at the corner.
After a while, the phone was connected, and Nie Jun quickly reminded:
"Thank you, does he live alone outside?" Lu Fulan asked casually while taking the paper cup.
"Unification established a large resettlement area for us, because there will be no small sunflower planting bases outside there, so the resettlement area is called the sunflower area."
When he arrived at the door, Nie Jun first leaned against the wall and listened. He didn't knock on the door until he noticed any movement.
"So, you should have been serving food there for a few years, right?"
However, Nie Ping calmed down and knew that the police might not be looking for him based on his cousin's information, so he answered quite slowly.
The photo is a selfie of a middle-aged man, with a large truck unloading goods in front of him.
"See? There is no small open space here. This is not a place for you vendors to park and unload their goods."
"Is this his home?" Nie Jun also continued to ask.
Looking at the eight-wheel motorcycle next to Nie Jun, Xiaojia was also overjoyed.
The middle-aged woman smiled and said: "What kind of relative is he talking about? He just likes to buy his food. If we meet him, let's chat more."
Nie Jun picked up a pen and paper and took notes on the spot.
Lu Fu and others stood at the door. They also consciously took out the foot gloves they carried with them and put them under their shoes.
All kinds of information flows quickly in his mind. Nie Jun quickly captured the specific location through his small division-level memory, and quickly said: "Is it a newly built area on the railway bridge?"
"You usually live alone outside there."
"My surname is Nie? Am I a local there?" He Junchao asked quickly after hearing the middle-aged man's words.
"Hey, you usually have nothing to do. Outsiders in your family sell clothes in the mall. You usually go to other sparsely populated places to sell vegetables and so on."
While speaking, the middle-aged man also pointed to an area and said:
"Very bad." Listening to the middle-aged man's explanation, Nie Jun nodded silently and echoed:
Gu Chen smiled awkwardly and could only nod in denial: "Yes, that's wrong. The population flow here is small, and the vegetable market is large."
Nie Jun didn't think twice and walked directly towards the unit building.
"So? So your cousin helped you find a stall in the vegetable market and asked you if you would like to sell vegetables here?"
The two also communicated briefly before they both hung up the phone.
Especially during those days in Jiangnan City, due to the cold wave, the temperature was generally around zero degrees.
"From the Furong Branch? Looking for you?" It seemed that the middle-aged short-haired woman was not mentally prepared for the sudden appearance of Nie Jun and others. She seemed to be at a loss.
"He should have come there earlier than the broccoli seller."
"Uh...yes, he's your cousin."
"It's wrong. You are investigating a case and hope to get his cooperation." After He Junchao finished speaking, he glanced at the middle-aged short-haired woman and then said:
"Everyone outside my family basically sells clothes in shopping malls in the city. In those few years, you were also busy with the demolition and resettlement issues outside your home."
Nie Jun said in seven words, he directly opened the answer button: "Brother He, what do you think?"
"License?" The middle-aged man was stunned and said without thinking:
"Well, the difference is small, right? You are from Li, and your husband usually works at construction sites far away, because the urban villages over there are undergoing minor renovations, so there are not many projects there, one after another."
"This building and that building must belong to him, right?" Officer Wang, who hadn't finished checking the toilet and kitchen, walked over casually.
"Uh..." After being stunned for a moment, Nie Ping reacted slowly and agreed:
It seems that there are also housing allocations based on population.
"However, my eight-wheeled vehicle has indeed left the Sunflower District. If they go here and ask, they should be able to find out."
"Bad." Listening to the middle-aged man's explanations, Nie Jun nodded silently and continued to ask:
Lu Fulan smiled helplessly: "That guy is always wearing a helmet, and his body is wrapped tightly. You can't even see my face clearly."
He smiled and handed his mobile phone to Nie Jun. At the same time, the middle-aged man asked curiously:
"Can't you step back and talk?"
"But then again, I usually go shopping, but it's just for shopping. Those who are experienced buy groceries from my house. Anyway, I'm just like those who are young."
It seems that the street lights in the area have not yet been installed in place. Many street light poles are still lying on the side of the road, as if they are ready to be installed.
In addition, the building is also located in the corner of the district, so it is generally quiet outside.
When it was time to talk, the middle-aged man immediately zoomed in on the photo on his phone and explained in front of everyone:
"Uh...but, I can't." After a brief stutter, the middle-aged short-haired woman came to her senses and quickly agreed.
The middle-aged man also smiled and said: "Is that still a bad judgment? Because I am a local, I will definitely come here to take out food."
While talking, the middle-aged woman with short hair had not finished pouring water for everyone.
"It's probably about 30 minutes away from them."
Officer Wang quickly said loudly: "That guy probably lives on the eighth floor of that unit building, right?"
The middle-aged man had no doubts and finally asked: "What is this? Who are they?"
"Understood." Knowing that Lu Fu needed to be at the door and arranging personnel to provide support, Yuan Shasha also decisively agreed.
Nie Jun and others immediately surrounded him.
The middle-aged male boss stood firm for a few seconds and said hastily:
Lu Fu saw clearly from the perspective of the intersection that the middle-aged woman walked away from the middle-aged man's stall.
"So, during the previous community renovation and development process, that long and narrow area was vacated for your vegetable vendors."
"Tuk-tuk-tuk! Is no one home? Tuk-tuk-tuk! Is no one home?"
"Bad, do you know where it is? What is the specific name of this person? Does he know?" Nie Jun said.
"It's bad." Feeling that the middle-aged man's judgment standards were unreasonable, Nie Jun nodded silently and continued:
"Haha, yes, the labor cost is due to the small number of people. You are slow to produce and sell slowly. You go to the vegetable wholesale market to wholesale vegetables at around seven o'clock in the morning every day."
There was also a sense of wonder in his tone.
"Yes." The middle-aged man shook his head and said with some reason:
However, it cannot be seen from the photo that the middle-aged man is so crazy about his beauty that it is difficult for everyone to tell whether the man with excessive skin resurfacing in the photo is the person behind him.
"Maybe." Nie Jun nodded silently and said with some reason: "You just checked the residents outside and found that only that family is unoccupied."
"Da Yuan, he will stay outside the car later and guard the door, just in case."
"Who is it?"
At this moment, a middle-aged woman wearing work clothes and a hazard hat was riding a battery scooter and exited the vegetable market from one end of the road.
"You said they are not relatives, but I am more willing to believe that they may be friends."
"Doesn't this mean that I have to drag unsold vegetables home every day?"
"These places inside are now set up stalls for him to pass by. He can only sell outside."
Nie Jun also had difficulty finding passers-by to ask questions.
"So, your stall will close a little later than others, so you can do as much business as you can."
The middle-aged man nodded silently: "It's bad, you know, that's a secret, you also asked about it."
"You also asked me to help move the car, so you are quite impressed by my car."
"None of my cousins live here."
When they were young, both of them arrived at Nie Jun's position.
"Harmful!" Seeing what He Junchao said, Nie Ping also said jokingly:
"Do those who don't have money enjoy the happiness at home and then go out to sell vegetables? Only the locals like you can't endure the kind of hardship, but the locals out there can't endure the hardship like you."
"Cousin? Is that that person?" Seeing Nie Ping mention his cousin, Nie Jun took out his cell phone, opened the photo album, and showed the photo of Gu Chen's father behind Lu Fu.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Although your place is a vegetable market, over here..."
When Nie Jun looked up at the unit building, there was only one house on the eighth floor with lights on.
"Does anyone have a few apartments? But he also knows that the housing prices in Jiangnan City are very high, so the people outside there are all poor."
Nie Jun's knock on the door instantly broke the tranquility around him.
Since there were only a few residents on the floor of the unit he passed by, Nie Jun did not rush to the eighth floor and knock on the door. Instead, he tried to keep his footsteps as low as possible and finished checking the residents there.
"Definitely." Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately made an "OK" gesture to Xiaojia.
Before completing the registration of identity information, Nie Jun asked again: "Does he usually go to his cousin's place to sell vegetables?"
"Wait a minute, Xiaowan, who is getting off?" The owner seemed to be complaining in the room.
Just then, Xiaojia heard the sound of slippers.
"You remember, that guy looks like his surname is Nie, right?"
Lu Fu sent the tea down and said with a smile: "It's true, you only have eight suites in that unit, so you will renovate that one and live in it yourself."
"Damn it, you're looking at it right now. The license plate ends with 227. Well, you know. Tell him when you find it."
And the big area outside is not the corner of the wall.
It is even more deserted inside, and even the greening work has not yet been completed.
Lu Fu was stunned, and then raised his head to look at Lu Fu.
"You're too vague about that, but it seems like you haven't photographed it before."
"By the way, the eight-wheeled motorcycle upstairs is his fault, right?"
Xiaojia walked out of the living room together before putting on the ankle gloves.
"Now you ask him some questions and hope that he can answer them truthfully. Can't you do that?"
"Because there are not many villages in the city outside of that area. They come here to do small development, and a small amount of them are developed into commercial and residential areas. There are not all kinds of supporting schools and hospitals."
It was obvious that Nie Ping was a true believer, as he ended up stammering when he spoke.
As the door clicked, a middle-aged woman with short hair also looked at everyone with a curious look on her face.
"In those few years, there were not many vegetable sellers. You could make a lot of money by going to the vegetable wholesale market to wholesale vegetables and selling them outside."
"Yeah." Nie Jun nodded silently, glanced at Yuan Shasha in the row in front of him, and said:
At that time, Lu Fulan had just finished checking the direction of the bedroom and walked back pretending to be casual and directly took the seventh glass of water from Nie Ping.
"You can talk about that later." Seeing that Lu Fu seemed to be in a loss of mood, Nie Jun became calm and said hurriedly before continuing to adjust the angle of the law enforcement recorder:
Even when sitting outside the car with the air conditioner turned on, this is a pain.
"So, a large resettlement housing area has been redeveloped outside your area, and the villagers there have been uniformly arranged outside that area."
The communication between the two was still brief and concise, and they hung up the phone very slowly.
"Thank you, bad. Can you take a picture? You are looking for me." As he spoke, Nie Jun took out his mobile phone.
Then, Nie Jun sent the photo to Lu Fulan and also directly dialed Boss Nie's phone number.
"Oh, it's not a formal investigation." Nie Jun also said in an understatement.
"Although selling vegetables is a bit hard work, as a local here, I am very vague."
"Do you know where I live? What is my name?"
Thinking that the eight-wheeled vehicle might be parked upstairs in the main area, Nie Junjing asked Xiaojia to search separately.
Lu Fu is on the right, He Junchao is in the middle, and Officer Wang is on the left.
"As long as the location is in a bad place and commercialization can be carried out, the value of your house outside will increase. However, it is nothing but a few shabby houses."
Since the vehicle was parked at the entrance of the Sunflower District, Xiaojia planned to leave the district directly.
When He Junchao saw this, he quickly asked: "Nie Ping, he also told you that that person is his cousin?"
…
After a while, Xiaojia found the photo containing the license plate of an eight-wheel motorcycle among various random photos taken by the middle-aged man.
"Thank you." Nie Jun took the paper cup and asked curiously: "By the way, what's his name?"
"Eight suites." When he heard that number, Lu Fulan nodded silently and said with a smile:
"Your name is Lu Fu." The short-haired woman named Nie Ping said with a smile.
Moreover, there were many small trucks parked around, so it seemed too quiet from the outside.
"You often see this boss leaving on an eight-wheeled motorcycle."
"The main reason people come here to take out food is because the flow of people outside is relatively small, and the area where food is sold is relatively large."
"There is no one living there. Junior Brother Gu, you found that there is only that unit in that building. There is no one living in that household."
"What do you usually use it for?" Nie Jun asked again before adjusting the angle of the law enforcement recorder.
Nie Jun quickly started the vehicle and drove directly towards the rear.
Nie Ping nodded silently: "Yes, in that large area, people from outside your village live."
"That way, you don't have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and you also occupy the road inside. It will be more convenient to manage it there. It's a win-win situation in any case."
After thinking briefly for a few seconds, he said hastily:
And that large area is relatively boring, because it is a newly built resettlement housing area, so the houses outside the large area do not look too low-end, and there are even fewer houses with complex structures.
"He can be considered a poor man."
"Usually, people around here go here to buy vegetables and so on. So, thanks to your connections, you can set up a stall to sell vegetables."
Then, a middle-aged woman with short hair took the initiative to give up her position.
"You are here at the vegetable market. Don't you know any friends?" Seeing Nie Ping say this, Nie Jun also observed the changes in Nie Ping's expression.
"Senior Brother He, you don't have any photos outside, let him take a look."
But as he finished speaking, Nie Ping quickly asked: "Comrade police, has your cousin committed something?"
"Be careful what you say to people around you," Officer Wang reminded again.
"Maybe... just those two years?" The middle-aged man said without thinking, but also thinking:
"That was taken when your chili peppers arrived. At this time, I didn't take a careful photo, but I passed by. Lu Weiwei's eight-wheeled motorcycle was parked next to it. Well, it's not that car."
Listening to He Junchao's explanation, Nie Jun became more and more curious about that family.
"Because you have been working here in the early years, but when you returned to your hometown in those years, you suddenly didn't know what to do?"
Then, he picked up another cup of tea and went directly to He Junchao.
"This is an eight-wheeler with a license plate number ending in 227. He will help you find my driver. The worst thing he can do is confirm the identity of that person. He will help you find my address. Be slow."
When he raised his head and glanced at the small building where the crane tower was working nearby, the middle-aged man said again: "Every day, your husband has to work late at night. As soon as I get to work, I will come there to pick you up and take you home."
"There is only one house outside. Isn't it the residence of Lu Weiwei, who sells vegetables?" Thinking of that, Nie Jun did not act rashly and directly sent a text message on his mobile phone to notify Lu Fulan and Officer Wang who were still searching.
"But I, I don't think so. It seems like the two of them have always had a good relationship."
"Usually? Just pull things and stuff like that?"
Even with those problems, it's hard to beat the vegetable seller.
"Bad." The two of them nodded silently and looked to get in the car.
"Really?" Seeing what Lu Fu said, Nie Jun picked up the paper cup, took a sip of water, and then brought the topic to the point:
"Yes." Nie Ping grinned, picked up another glass of water, and said hastily:
"Maybe we have to rely on reincarnation technology, right?" Officer Wang heard this and said jokingly.
"That's what it is." Grinning, the middle-aged man also explained:
…
"So, you just want to find some business, but you know what you can do?"
"So?" He Junchao continued to ask me after listening to Nie Ping's introduction.
Since that place was like the place where Xiaojia stayed later, the location was relatively remote, even on top of a low-speed rail bridge, so the business atmosphere there was not as strong as this place later.
"So the locals outside there are very poor, and every household is allocated housing based on population."
The time difference calculated by Lu Fulan was small. It took Nie Jun 32 minutes and he was not able to see the specific buildings in the Sunflower District.
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother He. Come over and take a look."
As Nie Jun knocked on the door, there seemed to be a movement inside the house.
"This broccoli seller has only been here for two years, remember, it's only two years. Anyway, the business is very careful."
"At that time, my eight-wheeled motorcycle did not park randomly and occupied a small space, so that the large truck had to move backwards."
"So that's what it is?" Seeing that the middle-aged man seemed to be selling vegetables in that area very early, Officer Wang continued to ask:
"It's a small difference, right?" The middle-aged man nodded silently and said as a reminder:
"Yes, this is a large resettlement housing area. It will not be a village in the city in the future. There is no cheap railway to pass through here, so the village here will be moved to the side."
"bad."
Before getting the information about the vegetable vendor, Nie Jun and Xiaojia returned to the entrance of the vegetable market, and Xiaojia pedaled quickly.
"Good or bad, a new vegetable market has been built, and the flow of people is quite small. If you get a stall, you will basically make a profit or lose."
"The reason why the vegetable market is so big is not to ensure that every vegetable vendor can make a small profit."
"Oh." After hearing Nie Ping's words, Officer Wang nodded heavily, and then asked again:
"Guys, please sit down and go get them a glass of water."
"Yes, my husband is here to take you home, but you may be coming home tonight, and you must find the man named Nie." Officer Wang wanted to complete the task slowly at this moment.
Nie Jun didn't have anything to say. He showed his police card and reminded him:
However, due to the good location, the occupancy rate is also very low, and a small number of them are local villagers.
There are not too many commercial blocks around, but there is no large resettlement area, and it is left alone in an open space.
Because that large area itself is in a remote area.
"Although there are very few people with the surname Nie, I seem to be a local."
When he saw Gu Chen's father, Lu Fu's expression obviously became less relaxed.
After all, it’s really not a big deal if you wear it on a hot day.
Then, Nie Jun looked at the other seven of us and said hurriedly: "Senior Sister Lu, Senior Brother Wang, please retreat."
…
According to Nie Jun's request, Nie Ping quickly reported his family name and informed Nie Jun of his personal information.
"Does he know the license plate?" After hearing what the middle-aged man said, Officer Wang quickly took a step back and asked.
"You are from Furong Branch, and you are investigating a case recently." Nie Jun took out his ID as he spoke.
"Now you finally understand, with the same surname of Nie, why the residents on Gu Chen's father's side can live a prosperous life, but Lu Weiwei over there has to sell vegetables here."
Perhaps because he was afraid of being seen by Nie Jun, Nie Ping, who was following him, immediately retracted his ease, turned into a grin, and quickly asked Nie Jun:
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone followed Nie Jun and hurried towards the eighth floor.
"Because that vegetable market is newly built, and you will be placed on both sides of the road inside it."
"Is no one home?" Nie Jun did not bother to announce his home and continued to knock on the door.
"After all, who buys groceries? They always like to pick one place? Don't you have to look around?"
There are also various roadblocks set up at the entrance of the district, and it is basically open to the inside.
"Yes, this eight-wheel motorcycle is not yours."
"He usually sells vegetables here alone? Just every helper or something?"
As a result, that area looks very dark.
"Nie Jun, you haven't found this eight-wheeled motorcycle yet. The person riding that eight-wheeled motorcycle is a middle-aged man who currently lives in the Sunflower District."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "But...can't." Faced with Nie Jun's question, Nie Ping nodded hastily, but suppressed the relaxed mood in his heart.
Walking from upstairs to downstairs, and then up again, Lu Fu returned to the side of the eight-wheeled car. He looked up at the lights on the house on the eighth floor next to him, and he was also curious.
"Selling vegetables? Oh, is it the vegetable market here in the swaying Fengshi Scenic Area?" He Junchao asked knowingly.
Nie Ping's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was not quite right.
"How desolate does it feel?" Yuan Shasha also expressed her feelings through the car window:
"Uh... we are very familiar, right? We all do business there, so we meet each other acquaintance, we just know each other."
"Miss, is that you?" Although the middle-aged man himself knew the scripture, He Junchao was the slowest and said the least.
Before sighing a few times, Nie Ping said again: "Come here, your cousin will tell you that we are renovating the community here, and few places are being renovated and rebuilt."
The middle-aged man took a mobile phone and took a selfie with the truck as the background.
Glancing at Lu Fu beside him, Lu Fulan asked: "Is your car parked inside?"
"Oh, what is your occupation?" Lu Fu said "Oh" and asked again.
"It's okay. The flow of people is relatively small, so the business is not bad. We can basically sell out the vegetables every day." Nie Ping said.
"So you and your husband make a plan, I go to the construction site to get off work, and you go out there to sell vegetables."
"The area outside your area is relatively remote, like other places."
"But people outside the community are afraid of your impression of traffic and the surrounding environment."
"How did he judge that I was a local?" It seemed that the middle-aged lady did not have her own set of criteria for judging, so Nie Jun continued to ask.
Originally, the residential population was small, and the lighting was dim, so there were many pedestrians walking in the area.
"So that's what it is?" Listening to the middle-aged man's explanation, Yuan Shasha was puzzled.
Since the guests were visiting, the middle-aged woman with short hair turned on the small light in the living room and invited her to sit under the sofa:
It was because of Lu Fulan's help that after a while, the call came directly to Nie Jun's mobile phone.
After thinking about it, he took the initiative to suggest: "Let's go down and have a look."
He Junchao snorted and said: "No matter if the reincarnation technology is bad, the problem we need to solve now is to find this vegetable seller Lu Weiwei."
Various developments are also in their early stages.
When the middle-aged woman with short hair saw this, she also said politely: "If something happens, the outside of the house is pretty clean anyway, so they can just leave."
