Chapter 38 One Step Late
"We are still a step late." Wang Zheng stood in front of an old office building, looking at the cordon in front of him with a helpless look on his face.
The four members of the task force rushed to O City overnight, but when they met Gu Xia in O City, they received very bad news.
The murderer is dead.
Just like the profile Wang Zheng had made before, the murderer is in his fifties today. He has been to the front line in Laos and has been commended many times. He is an absolute combat hero.
But the irony is that this war hero did not end his life in honor and praise, but on the roof of an office building called the Red Cloud Foundation. He strangled his neck with a pre-prepared rope, jumped down, and hung on the steps at the entrance.
After his death, his glasses were still staring at the five words "Hongyun Foundation", and he died with his eyes open.
The person who reported the case was the night security guard of the building. When he opened the rolling door as usual, he saw a pair of eyes that were almost open from their sockets and a wide-open mouth. He was terrified and with the last bit of consciousness he had, he called the police and then fainted.
Gao Feng walked to the dead man, checked his pockets, took out three phone numbers, and found a letter, then handed the letter to Gu Xia.
"It's the deceased's suicide note." Gu Xia opened the letter and read softly, "I, Zhao Pingjiang, died at the age of 56. I have a son. Because I didn't want to burden my child, I trusted a traitor and used my life savings to buy insurance. I killed the man. I chose this way to end my life because I didn't want to bring shame to my career in the first half of my life."
He sighed, put the letter back into the envelope, and said, "It also contains his motive for murder and the detailed process of the murder."
"This matter is indeed related to the Red Cloud Foundation." Wang Zheng sighed helplessly and said, "Bai Ling, you and Hua Mei should go back and perform an autopsy on the deceased first."
"Okay." Bai Ling nodded obediently. Under Gu Xia's arrangement, the O City police quickly found a special car. After untying the body, the two followed the special car to the O City Police Station.
"Professor Gu, what should we do next?" Gao Feng asked.
"Let's go to the city bureau first. The higher-ups take this case very seriously and have sent a specialist to investigate our case." Gu Xia sighed, "Unfortunately, the murderer is dead now, and we can't say we solved the case. We still have to go back and talk to him about the case."
"Then this place...?" Gao Feng pointed at the office building with a somewhat anxious look on his face. No matter what, this place killed an old man, and from the perspective of an officer and soldier, he was unwilling to let the other party go unpunished.
"The other party is involved in fraud and has not committed any murder. This is not the responsibility of our task force." Gu Xia looked at Gao Feng and used his eyes to remind him to restrain himself.
"But..." Gao Feng was still a little angry. He pointed at the door and said loudly, "Are we just leaving like this?"
"Gao Feng, calm down." Wang Zheng saw this scene and quickly stopped Gao Feng. He winked at him and said loudly, "You have to understand the hard work of the team leader, who has been working day and night to solve the case. But now the murderer is dead and our case has been solved. These things are no longer our business!"
"No, I must take care of this matter today. I'm going to fight you to the death!" Gao Feng became even more excited when he heard this, and prepared to break into the office building with a pretentious look.
"I haven't finished talking yet, why are you two so anxious?" Gu Xia looked at Wang Zheng and the others speechlessly and said angrily, "Are you two the team leaders or am I the team leader? What are you acting like? Are you getting excited?"
"Yes, you are the team leader."
"I listen to the team leader."
When Wang Zheng and the other man saw that their performance was exposed and they were not sure whether Gu Xia was really angry, they quickly stood aside with their heads down, not daring to do anything else.
"Hey, Xiao Wang, come here." Gu Xia stopped the police officer who was about to enter the scene and ordered, "A suicide case just happened. This foundation needs to be temporarily sealed off. You make an announcement. The specific time is subject to our decision."
"Team Leader Gu, this seems... not against the rules." Xiao Wang obviously didn't dare to agree to Gu Xia's request.
"So, now that someone has died here, should we seal off the scene? Another thing, should we find out what conflict the deceased had with this foundation? What if they go back to business as usual in the afternoon and there are no clues? Is your local police responsible for this matter?"
Xiao Wang was already frightened by Gu Xia's reasoning, and when he heard that he was to be held responsible, he could not help but cry out, "Professor Gu, can't we seal him?"
"Very good." Gu Xia nodded, turned around and walked to the police car. Looking at the two people laughing in the distance, he immediately waved impatiently, "Hurry up and get in the car!"
"It's the team leader!"
Wang Zheng and the other man looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They each couldn't help but admire in their hearts: Lao Gulu's trick is really smart!
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Zhao Weiping, who is in his fifties, finally ushered in the greatest happiness in his life, but also ushered in the greatest misfortune in his life.
"Dad, my girlfriend is pregnant and I'm getting married. Can you move out?" Zhao Weiping's son looked at his father and asked courageously.
It is said that raising a son is a way to prepare for old age, but Zhao Weiping, who is over 50 years old, never imagined that this was the reward from his son whom he had raised for more than 20 years.
"Okay, I'll move." Zhao Weiping answered with a smile on his face, but his heart was broken.
That same day he packed up a few of his washed-out clothes, walked out of the house with his savings of the past few years, and wandered around the streets.
"Why am I still not having a place to stay at my age?" Zhao Weiping was crying in his heart.
He knew that the little money he had was not enough to buy another house, so he kept wandering outside the house rental shops. However, looking at the rents of those houses, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Uncle, do you want to rent a house?" I don't know if it was a coincidence or he was noticed by someone, but soon a very beautiful girl took the initiative to talk to him.
"I want to rent..." Zhao Weiping hesitated. At such an old age, he was too embarrassed to say that he had no money.
"Rent is too expensive nowadays. If you have some spare money, you can try investing." The girl looked at Zhao Weiping who kept shaking his head and said quickly, "Investment is just a one-time payment of tens of thousands of yuan. Our company will give you free housing, and you can also earn several thousand yuan in return on your investment every month!"
There is no such thing as pie in the sky.
This is what Zhao Weiping often taught his son, but now he is a little uncertain. Listening to the conditions offered by the girl in front of him, he stood there, unsure.
"You're not going to fool me, are you?" Zhao Weiping felt a little nervous.
"How could that be?" The girl said patiently, "Uncle, this is the income policy our company has specially launched for you seniors. If you don't believe me, come to our company and take a look."
The girl's enthusiasm dispelled some of Zhao Weiping's worries. When he followed the girl to the office building with the words "Hongyun Pension Foundation" written on it, he completely eliminated his guard.
"Such a large enterprise should not be a scam." Zhao Weiping thought to himself.
The person who received him was a young man named Chen Cheng. He sat in a luxurious office and patiently explained the investment contract. After Zhao Weiping signed the contract, Chen Cheng quickly gave him a key to the apartment door and told him a simple address. He also said, "This will be your home from now on."
Zhao Weiping was very happy. He felt that his luck had come. He walked to the door happily with the key in hand. Suddenly, he remembered that he had not yet inquired about the monthly income. When he turned around and went back to the office, he heard the most difficult words to accept in his life.
"How about it? It's easy to make money, right?" A man's voice came from the room. Zhao Weiping recognized it. It was the young man named Chen Cheng who signed the contract with him.
"That's right. This old guy invested more than 100,000 yuan at a time. Now I can go to Korea to get a job." The girl giggled. "By the way, did you really give the old guy the key to his apartment?"
"How is that possible?" Chen Cheng said proudly, "The address and the rental house are real, but the rent will expire in a month. If he wants to continue living there, he will have to pay the rent himself."
"What if the old man comes to cause trouble?" The girl suddenly became worried.
"Don't worry about that. I'm going to send you to Shizi Township to set up a branch with a good brother of mine. He won't be able to find you." Chen Cheng said sarcastically, "As for me, why do I have so many security guards?"
"Mr. Chen, you are so great!" the girl said with a sweet laugh. Soon, there was no more talking in the room, but only heavy breathing.
