Early the next morning, I saw Tan Yong go downstairs and get into his Pajero. He followed from behind, feeling like he was following the captain to work.
Mu Zhiyang followed as usual, and after walking for a while, he slapped Wei Zhenguo awake in the passenger seat. The force was very strong, and it was somewhat personal.
"What?" Wei Zhenguo woke up in shock.
"Tan Yong changed his route. It is not the route to the work." Mu Zhiyang said.
In the past few days, they had followed Tan Yong's car every day, and the route had already been memorized.
Wei Zhenguo opened his eyes and stared at the busy road for a few seconds. The first thing he did was to notify another group of people to come and gather immediately.
Jiang Yuan also sat up straight and looked ahead curiously.
Stalking, stalking, etc., he had only seen in movies and TV series before, but judging from these two days... it was actually quite common.
As far as the traffic conditions in the provincial capital Changyang City are concerned, during work hours, the six lanes in both directions are congested at all times. It would be great if the driver of the car in front could notice the cars in the two rows behind when looking in the rearview mirror. Not to mention, Wei Zhenguo chose a car
The white Volkswagen A-class car. Thanks to its outstanding matryoshka quality, non-car enthusiasts can't tell the specific models of the four or five Volkswagens around them without looking at the rear buttocks.
Tan Yong obviously has no experience in counter-reconnaissance. When he gets on and off the car, he will look carefully around and even check his tires, but that's it. When driving on the road, he basically has no defense.
Yes, you won’t change lanes on purpose, and you won’t be stuck at traffic lights.
Mu Zhiyang followed Tan Yong easily, watching him go around to the vegetable market, buy some things, put them in the trunk, and then drive back...
Wei Zhenguo dipped a tissue into mineral water and wiped his face, and said solemnly: "Keep an eye on this pervert's ass."
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Tan Yong drove the car into a community less than one kilometer away from his home.
The community is a bit old, and there is no separation design for people and vehicles. When Tan Yong's car arrived in front of the gate and stopped for a moment, he saw the lift rod rising automatically.
"You park on the side of the road, I will follow you on foot and call you." Wei Zhenguo spoke quickly, opened the door and got out of the car.
Jiang Yuan also opened the door and followed.
Wei Zhenguo hesitated a little and said: "Forensic Doctor Jiang, you follow Xiao Mu."
"Let me help you. It's too dangerous to be alone." Jiang Yuan knew that Wei Zhenguo was afraid of getting hurt. Compared with a criminal police officer who graduated from the police academy like Mu Zhiyang, his field service ability was indeed better, but it was not easy for Wei Zhenguo to follow him alone.
Really dangerous.
In the absence of equipment and firearms, the safety factor is still relatively high for two people to track one person.
Wei Zhenguo licked his lips and waved silently. After entering the community, he whispered: "Follow me closely and don't act without authorization."
He is also older, and it is pure nonsense to talk about his ability to fight alone. The foundation he had when he was young is gone, and he has little confidence when facing a man like Tan Yong who often travels to construction sites alone.
Wei Zhenguo just ran away. The pedestrian gate of the community was simply open, and the greening inside was also good. It looked like a decaying community that was well-familiar with it.
Jiang Yuan ran in and could see the rear of the Pajero in the distance.
"Run faster." Wei Zhenguo glanced sideways at Tan Yong's car, running across a building, panting.
Jiang Yuan ran faster, but did not dare to run too shallow to avoid being discovered.
Fortunately, the community was not big, so the Pajero only drove a distance of two to three hundred meters before slowing down again and turning to a building in the corner of the community.
Tan Yong got out of the car, put down the ground lock, and reversed to the fixed parking space in front of the green belt on the first floor. Then he directly opened the lock on the fence in front of the small garden in front of the building, and the security door inside.
, a house with a front garden.
"Building 7. It's just one unit. The northernmost house on the first floor of unit 1 of Building 7. Send a message to Mu Zhiyang." Wei Zhenguo was panting like an old cow. He put his hands on his knees and stared at him from behind a clump of rose flowers.
Tan Yong.
Jiang Yuan was also exhausted from running, half-kneeling on the ground, and sent the message as quickly as possible. Looking at Wei Zhenguo's dark face through the evergreens, he felt that flowers and cow dung complemented each other.
"Rice, flour, grains, oils, vegetables and meat are all for food." Wei Zhenguo watched Tan Yong unloading the truck, frowning, and said: "This guy is divorced..., has no children, his parents live in the country, and he brought all this food here...
There is definitely something wrong.”
Jiang Yuan asked: "What should we do next?"
"We can't arrest the person yet. If we arrest the person without evidence, we can only alert the enemy." Wei Zhenguo took out his mobile phone and began to edit the text message, adding: "Ask Mu Zhiyang to get back to the car and continue to follow Tan Yong's car.
, I’ll find a locksmith.”
He was ready to see with his own eyes what was in this room.
Jiang Yuan did what he was told, while Mu Zhiyang on the other side just ran into the community, looked at his cell phone, and could only turn around and run to the parking spot. He was even more tired.
In about half an hour, Tan Yong finished unloading his things, returned to the car, started the car and went home.
Wei Zhenguo reminded Mu Zhiyang, watched Tan Yong leave, and walked around Building 7.
Jiang Yuan didn't know why and whispered: "We are now..."
"See if there is a camera. This kind of thing is very cheap now." Wei Zhenguo scanned it and found nothing, then called the contact person again.
Wen Ming, a detective from Ningtai County who also came with him, and the lock picker he found quickly arrived at the building of No. 7.
"Open the door." Wei Zhenguo ordered directly.
The man who opened the lock was carrying a big box and looked very familiar with Wei Zhenguo. He glanced at him and whispered: "Don't trap me."
"What can happen?" Wei Zhenguo said arrogantly, he said, "We are here, so what can we do if we are cowardly?"
The quality of the anti-theft door lock is very good. The man who opened the door worked hard for a while before opening the door, and there was another anti-theft door inside.
"The lock on this door doesn't work. It's useless just because the door is good." The man who opened the door muttered a few words.
Wei Zhenguo also frowned in anticipation and asked casually: "Did you buy the door? How much is it worth?"
"Two doors? If you can buy them, you can buy them for 10,000 yuan. If you can't, you can buy them for 20,000 or 30,000 yuan." The man who unlocked the door said.
"That guy's monthly salary is only a few thousand yuan." Wei Zhenguo snorted, giving himself another boost of confidence.
The door opens.
It has an ordinary layout of four bedrooms and one living room.
House prices in Changyang City are not cheap, but the communities here were built early. If you had bought them more than ten years ago before they were launched, the price would have been only a few hundred thousand.
"Spread out and look." Wei Zhenguo looked at the interior layout of an ordinary house, frowning and feeling a little confused.
However, this place couldn't be simpler for Jiang Yuan.
After walking around the room, Jiang Yuan first took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, then lifted up the carpet between the balcony and the living room and said, "There is a basement."
A wooden sliding door appeared in front of the three people.
