Today is Tuesday. Except for returning to Jinghai City today, it is really an ordinary day.
He was a little surprised when Li Ting called him a few days ago. To be honest, he hadn't seen her for so many years. If he hadn't come here in person this time, he might have forgotten that there was such an old classmate who was a reporter.
Hao Weida leaned his head on the backrest, and his body had long been skewed. Fortunately, this was business class, and there was enough space for him to stretch out his limbs. But the thunderous snoring came one after another, which was really helpless.
It seems impossible to sleep again now.
Yuan Chen deeply regretted not falling asleep as soon as he got on the plane. Now he didn't dare to have such extravagant hope.
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Although she didn't know why Li Ting told him this, since she agreed, she must keep her promise.
Isn’t this case a very good one?
He and Hao Weida came to Kyoto this time because they were entrusted by the Kyoto City Bureau to assist in solving the case. Although they said it was assistance, in fact, they basically had to rely on their leadership, and they had to admit that this was indeed a very typical case.
case.
It was so typical that he could sit alone and meditate quietly.
What is the limit of a "scumbag"?
This "11.23 Double Corpse" case completely refreshed Yuan Chen's understanding of "scumbags". This "scumbag" used various means to control his girlfriend's mind and body, tortured her to the point of death, and even sent her to prison.
He fell into other men's bed sheets.
He ruined the girl's life. Fortunately, this man has been murdered by evildoers.
But even though he was already dead by the gun, Xie Fei still felt that such a man was worse than a beast, and that he was a "scumbag".
Wu Qian is a little-known character in the Kyoto lawyer circle, but even such a minor character mysteriously disappeared three days ago.
Wu Qian's family of three live in a second-hand house in the old city. Because the water pipes leaked in the past, large and small blue-gray marks were printed on the walls. The wooden floors also squeaked when stepped on because they had been soaked in water.
When Hao Weida asked his wife Liu Qian for the first time, a palm-sized piece of wall fell from the roof and hit him on the head.
As a lawyer, Wu Qian wears crisp suits every day and looks quite like an elite. Who would have thought that his living environment would be so miserable.
But because he did not graduate from a prestigious school and was a child who passed the exam in the county, although he squeezed into a good law firm, he had no money and no power. He actually could not take on a few "high-quality" cases a year, and he had to pay off his mortgage.
The car loan can barely cover the daily expenses of a family of three.
"When was the last time you saw your husband?" As the reporter, Wu Qian's wife Liu Qian is an important source of clues.
"It was about eight o'clock in the evening on the 23rd..." Liu Qian tried hard to recall the scene of her last conversation with her husband. She was afraid of missing any detail. She thought her husband might have been kidnapped.
November 23rd was the first day of the weekend holiday. At around 8pm, Wu Qian said he would have dinner with his client and would not go home that night. He also told his wife to remember to ask her brother to come over when the workers were replacing the wooden floor in a week.
Take care of it.
Such late-night socializing is really common for a lawyer. After saying goodbye this time, Wu Qian could no longer be contacted. Wu Qian disappeared from the world, leaving nothing behind except an instruction.
Yuan Chen thought carefully about the last sentence Wu Qian left, and he felt that there was something fishy in it.
On the night of June 23, Wu Qian just said that he would not be able to go home that night, and did not indicate that he would be away for a long time. However, he finally stated that he asked Liu Qian to ask his brother to come over in a week to help take care of the floor renovation. If he did not return home that night, he would
And why do we need to arrange things for a week later?
"Please Officer Yuan, you must find my husband." Liu Qian begged. He and her husband were both strangers in Kyoto. In addition to the harmonious relationship between husband and wife, they were also in this strange world.
dependence.
A woman who lives in a foreign country knows very well that if something goes wrong with her husband, her mainstay, then the subsequent car loan and housing loan will completely crush this girl who is less than 30 years old. Liu Qian did not know at that time that this
A man who is usually reluctant to add meat to his fans actually does a lot of secret things without telling him, and he is still a rich man who spends a lot of money in the eyes of many women.
With doubts, Yuan Chen called up the surveillance of the community. At 8:15, Wu Qian came out of his unit building. It was not until 8:50 that he walked out of the gate of the community.
"What on earth is this kid doing?" Hao Weida looked puzzled.
He stared at the screen for two hours, wondering what kind of medicine Wu Qian was selling in his gourd. From 8:15 to 8:50, Wu Qian had been going in and out of various unit buildings in the community, taking the elevator up and down.
This situation is nothing more than to interfere with the line of sight of the investigation and leave traces under multiple probes, making it difficult for those watching the surveillance to find his starting point. This is a common anti-investigation tactic used by many criminals, but Yuan Chen and the others are not surprised.
"What is he hiding from? He is a missing person." Hao Weida was confused, and Yuan Chen was also confused.
What Wu Qian was planning was shameful, and the police were not a big deal in his eyes. After all, he had been doing "business" with "them" for so long, and he had never fallen into the hands of the police.
"Old Yuan, there is something wrong with this kid. I'm afraid there is something wrong with him." Wu Qian's next move made Hao Weida feel very strange.
After leaving the community, Wu Qian walked one kilometer and stopped a taxi in a very secluded corner. 40 minutes later, he got off at an intersection in the suburbs. At 11 o'clock in the evening, Wu Qian appeared for the last time.
At the far end of a surveillance probe - he got into the back seat of a white Haval SUV.
"What is he afraid of?" Yuan Chen and Hao Weida both murmured in their hearts. Before Wu Qian got in the car, he wandered around in front of the white off-road vehicle several times and quickly opened the door after confirming that there was no "threat" around.
Getting in the car. During this process, the people in the car never got out of the car. Yuan Chen and the others could not see what was going on inside the car at all.
As early as more than a year ago, Wu Qian was still a small job in a law firm. By chance, he "made a fortune", although on the surface he, his wife and children were still living in that 70-square-meter second-hand two-bedroom apartment.
But secretly, he bought a 200-square-meter river-view house on the bank of the Yangtze River. In addition, he also kept a 19-year-old female college student with a voluptuous figure and a beautiful face.
"Go check the information about this car. By the way, check Wu Qian's recent call records. Be quick. I think the person in this car..."