How can a thief prevent bystanders from reporting him? The only way is to drag the bystanders into the crime.
This is an almost eternal truth.
But you can’t kill anyone on Saturday.
If he killed someone, he would not be able to be a policeman. His mother raised him with so much difficulty, hoping that he would live a free life in the sun, rather than go to jail because of a momentary impulse.
However, Liang Peihe once said that there has been new progress in the evidence from that year. The footprints extracted from the scene can confirm that the person’s right foot had no toes.
In the underground casinos in Sanjiang City, there has always been a habit of cutting off fingers and toes when debts cannot be repaid. Although this is a long time ago, if we check them one by one, we will eventually find the cause.
After all, the country has been a society ruled by law for a long time, and there are only a few people who can chop off someone's toes so skillfully.
The knife was already in Zhou Liuyi's hand. He walked towards the man he had never met before. Pang Hu was like a giant worm, crawling backwards. The man who had been so arrogant before now wanted to kowtow to him and beg for his life.
When facing death, there is an innate fear in the human heart.
Zhou Liuyi knew very well that Lei Ming and the others had always been not far away from him. Now that they heard that a murder was about to happen, they must be not far away.
So, he has to delay time now.
"Don't blame anyone. If you have to blame someone, blame yourself. Who made you mess with our Nan Jie?"
Pang Hu got up from the ground, pointed at Nanyi and cursed:
"You are a whore, a prostitute..."
Zhou Liu raised his hand and slapped Pang Hu in the face. Pang Hu fell to the ground and kept twitching.
Nanyi didn't mind and blew on her nails:
"That's right, if it weren't for you, I would be sick now, thrown on the street, and no one would collect my body if I died.
But I am still alive. The meaning of my survival is not to serve you like a slave.
God has given me such a good opportunity, why should I refuse it?
I can live a good life, why should I live like before? "
Pang Hu was obviously not very good at arguing with others, and could only point his finger at Nanyi:
“You, you!”
Nanyi tightened her scarf, revealing her palm-sized face. Her skin was so delicate that it seemed as if it were blown away. In the damp and cold air, she looked beautiful in a fragmented way.
Most men would be attracted to this face and this demeanor.
But the words that came out were cold:
"Stab him to death, tie him to a big rock, and feed him to the fish."
On Saturday, I heard Lei Ming's voice in the headset:
"If we delay for another five minutes, our frogmen will dive underwater and be able to carry out the rescue."
Saturday 1 to Nanyidao:
"He was stabbed to death. His death was too easy. When I was a kid, the hooligans in school asked for money. If you didn't give it, they would put paper on your face and add water, and then press you directly into the basin. The feeling of suffocation was more terrible than being beaten."
Nanyi nodded:
"As you say."
Zhou Liuyi and Wu Xiaowei tied the man to a large rock. Lei Ming said in the communication device:
“We’re already there.”
On Saturday, Wu Xiaowei said:
"Throw it down."
Wu Xiaowei suddenly said to Zhou Liu:
"Brother, have we met before?"
Saturday one:
"I have seen you chasing me and Jin Quezi for money."
Wu Xiaowei laughed:
"I think we have met before. You look so familiar to me."
Pang Hu was talking in a mess and no one paid any attention to him. Wu Xiaowei got ahead of Zhou Liuyi and kicked Pang Hu in the stomach.
This was intended to add more pain to Pang Hu.
Zhou Liuyi felt a little chilly. After so many years, Wu Xiaowei had not changed at all. Instead, he became a more brutal person.
What a waste of the country's food.
Pang Hu fell into the water, splashing huge water. Zhou Liuyi and Wu Xiaowei were both covered in water.
Wu Xiaowei also tasted the water on his body.
Under the water, the boulder was pulling Pang Hu and falling rapidly. The two frogmen were also diving rapidly until they grabbed Pang Hu. They pulled out their daggers, cut the rope, and then pulled Pang Hu and swam quickly in the completely opposite direction.
Nanyi gave Wu Xiaowei a wad of cash:
"Thanks for your hard work."
Then, she took Zhou Liuyi into the car and left. On the way, Nanyi kept crying and even trembling.
On Saturday, I parked my car on the side of the road and hugged Nanyi:
"Don't be afraid, it's all over."
Nanyi's tears wet Zhou Liuyi's shirt:
"When I was six years old, my mother ran away, and my father took out all his anger on me. Later, at the market, a man asked me to deliver sanitary napkins to his wife in the toilet. I took them, but I didn't know that he was a liar. I was sold to Pang Hu..."
Zhou Liuyi patted Nanyi on the back:
"It's okay. It's all over."
Pang Hu was carried onto the boat. Sheng Changfeng knew a little about first aid, so he dragged him up, locked his hands, and pinched his chest and lower abdomen, forcibly squeezing out all the water.
Pang Hu had already rolled his eyes, but now he regained some energy, slowly woke up, and started to rage again:
"Who are you? I'll pay you, if you bring that little bitch to me, I'll reward you handsomely!"
Sheng Changfeng said:
"police."
Pang Hu almost fell down again. Lei Ming took the handcuffs and handcuffed him directly:
"If you have anything to say, please get in the car and talk."
As soon as Zhou Liu returned from Nanyi, he made an appointment to have dinner with some people, and brought some items from the previous auction with him as gifts.
That brush washer cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. It's not like the style of Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts to be so generous.
Nan Yi gathered her hair and put on makeup in front of the mirror. The cosmetics she used today all cost several thousand yuan a bottle. After applying all those products, her face would cost several hundred yuan just to go out. Add to that the watch worth more than 400,000 yuan on her wrist and the custom-made clothes on her body, which were all very valuable.
The skirt she is wearing is a vintage piece, an antique, bought from some collectors.
This is an old item that was made in a tailor shop but never sold. It has been there for over a hundred years and has a price but no demand. It looks like someone can't afford it.
As for the clothes that I bought from a roadside shop, I had thrown them into the trash can as soon as I returned from Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts.
“When I was in my early twenties and just starting to make money, I thought that wealthy women didn’t need wardrobes because the entire shopping mall was filled with wardrobes. But as I grew older, I realized that there are many things in this world that are more valuable than the price on the tag.
These things require not only money, but also resources to buy.”
Then, just like the last time she attended the dinner, Nanyi took Zhou Liuyi out , but when they arrived, there was only a woman with a similar appearance and temperament to Nanyi, who spoke very impolitely:
"I thought it was something else, but it's just a brush washer. It's nothing special except that it's a bit old. It looks old even on the table."
Nanyi finished a cup of tea, which was a farewell tea. The other party obviously didn't want to have any contact with Nanyi anymore.
But for people like Nanyi who make a living by their looks, the thing they fear least is losing face.
“You are right, but the good things are buried underground, and whoever digs them out gets to judge. These things that are passed down in public have always been used by people, so it is inevitable that there will be bumps and bruises.
You are young and don’t understand this principle. I don’t blame you, but I blame myself for not finding a good teacher to teach you.
We will have a long time to deal with each other in the future, and I can slowly teach you if you don’t understand.
Xiaozhu, don’t you think so?
This woman, named Zheng Zhuwei, was trained by Nanyi. She heard the hidden meaning of Nanyi:
If antiques belong to someone else, they can be bought and sold in a legitimate manner. However, if they are newly dug out from an ancient tomb, they are shameful and cannot be sold.
Nanfang Academy of Fine Arts will definitely not fall out with someone just because of a pen wash worth millions. What they talked about behind their backs must have other deeper meanings.
And her identity is even more shameful. What Nanyi is best at is doing background checks on a man, and then determining what type of woman the man likes most, and then tailoring a woman for the man.
Such a woman's status, position and education are not to be revealed. Zheng Zhuwei was afraid that Nanyi would spread her identity around the world, so she hurriedly said to Nanyi:
"Sister Nan, what are you talking about? Why should we exchange gifts? We are family and don't have different opinions. Your business is my business."
Zhou Liuyi was sitting at a tea table not far away, playing with his cell phone. He looked like a second-generation rich kid, bored to death and in a bad mood. The waiter who served him tea ran away after serving him the tea.
Southern Arts Road:
"Let me introduce you to our boss, Zhao Youlong."
The cup in Zheng Zhuwei's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Nan Yi leaned forward and said threateningly:
"When you have money, you can also keep as many gigolos as you want. It's better than being someone's mistress, right? I heard that the original wife came to your house and beat you up twice."
Pang Hu was easy to interrogate. After he came into the police's sight from the dessert shop in Nanyi, this bully who also went to the store also came into the police's sight.
But Pang Hu didn't say anything and wanted to hold on.
Lei Ming brought over an iron serving tray used in the cafeteria, which contained various official seals. All of them were sealed in plastic bags for evidence, numbered, and brought over.
A large, legal and compliant company has many seals between its departments, and all of these seals are handed over to a dedicated person for safekeeping and kept in a safe.
Because there were so many, they used a plate to hold them, because there were more than one victim.
Pang Hu then panicked.
Lei Ming took out these chapters:
"Huang Ziliang? You should be familiar with him, right? He was your last client."
"Zhang Xiaomin is not a local boss, but an outsider. He invested in a shopping mall here, but why did it fail so quickly? He didn't even get his money back, and he lost 100 million yuan?"
…
Pang Hu was shaking like a sieve.
Lei Ming has handled many cases, and his descriptions are vivid:
"The anti-counterfeiting function of the official seal in the past was quite powerful, more effective than the encryption key of today. It was impossible to copy it, but the method was very simple. After carving the seal, take a knife and make a few cuts on the seal surface, then stamp the seal and take it to the relevant department for preservation.
No matter how skilled a seal engraver is, it is difficult to imitate the exact scratches, so this seal cannot be copied.
How did you get so many chapters?"
Pang Hu sighed:
"The police are really good. They kept brainwashing me before, telling me to just do it. If I do it big, no one will dare to say no. Money in my pocket is better than anything else. But in fact, it's just a death warrant!"
Sheng Changfeng interrupted him:
"Let me start from the beginning."
Pang Hu asked for a cigarette, and then confessed everything. In the beginning, he asked for protection money from vendors, collected stall fees in the vegetable market, and opened a chess and card room.
His business was not very big, but he was domineering, competitive, had a group of friends, and was young and energetic and loved to try new things, so he soon became famous in the local area.
But later, a stranger came to him, a woman:
Southern Arts.
When this name was mentioned, everyone was excited.
According to Liu Xiaojie, Nanyi was a returnee who had studied abroad. She had a powerful background and was a lady from a wealthy family who had never been involved in social activities. She was just kind enough to have a meal with them occasionally, which was considered good enough.
Liu Xiaojie didn't even dare to look at Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts directly.
But in Pang Hu's mouth, it was different. Pang Hu took a deep puff of his cigarette:
"This bitch."
"She won more than 300,000 yuan in my casino, but I caught her cheating. Then she lost too much, so she followed me. She gave me some advice, saying that it would be too slow to get money from those people if she opened a casino, and that the richest people nowadays have started to engage in real estate."
"She asked me to gather people together and set up a trap for a developer from outside the area. At first, it was a small developer who built houses for the community. He was just a contractor. We found him a bridge loan and then took him to play mahjong. He lost all his money in two or three days.
This happened more than ten years ago. You all know the social and business environment at that time. He lost so much money that he could only swallow the loss in silence. He sold the project he had just started and never dared to come to Sanjiang City again.
We made more than a million dollars from this deal, which is not a small amount of money.”
Nan Yi is a very sensible person. She always does things just right and never pushes anyone into a desperate situation.
After defrauding the outsider of more than one million yuan, the outsider left quietly. He did not dare to say a word because his local project also had many imperfections and he was applying for a license while the project was underway.
With this successful example, Pang Hu gradually became bolder. Nanyi found some other financial sponsor and started to package itself.
When Lei Ming was entering the data, his mind was full of questions. Nanyi was now also explaining her life story to Zhou Liuyi.
She was abused by her family when she was a child and was then abducted by human traffickers. She lived with Pang Hu for a while, who beat her every day. She relied on her indomitable perseverance to finally survive and start her business again.
Lei Ming couldn't help but ask Pang Hu:
"Did you hit her?"
When Pang Hu heard this, he immediately became excited:
"Fight? How can we not fight? That woman, after getting the money, went online to gamble. She lost 800,000 out of 1 million. Don't my brothers have food to eat?
Not only does she gamble herself, she also takes me to gamble. How can I not beat her?
I slapped her and she knelt down to admit her mistake, then hugged my legs and said she would never do it again. In fact, when we fell asleep, she picked up a vase and smashed it on my face. How do you think I got all these bruises on my face? They were all caused by her.
She threw vases, thermoses, and fish tanks on my face. After that, she would go out and hide for a month or two, then come back and tell me pitifully that she would never do it again and begged me to take her in.
Damn it, it's still the same after less than a month.
You can’t trust a woman’s mouth. She tells lies to people and lies to ghosts.”
this?
Lei Ming couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand. Even if Sky Eye's big data was so powerful, it couldn't find these things at all.
Pang Hu was still afraid that the police would not believe him:
"You can ask my men, they can all testify that this woman is a liar who tells lies all the time. She doesn't care about her relatives except for money.
I was so good to her, and she didn't show any mercy at all.
Isn't it just a few hits?
But she found a new lover and wants to kill me. She is like a traitor and turns her back on me faster than turning the pages of a book.
What were those years for us? "
As Pang Hu spoke, he pulled off the handcuffs and asked the police officer who had brought him over to let him be quiet for a while.
The police interrogated him, and they definitely didn't want to ask about these trivial matters, there were many other things:
"Are there any people around Nanyi?"
Pang Hu was stumped by the question:
"People? I know she has a father, a gambler and alcoholic. I am a bad person myself, I admit it, but this person is much worse than me. To be honest, this kind of person should go to the eighteenth level of hell and stop dragging her daughter down.
Have you ever seen those vegetative patients and seriously ill patients in the hospital?
They paid money for the ICU, but at least there was a certain amount, ten thousand a day, about one million a month or three months, and at least they didn't get beaten.
But there is a father who dares to drive recklessly without a driver's license, touches store clerks every day, and pries open the safe to steal the gold bars inside.
If this were my dad, he would have broken his legs and thrown him into a nursing home.
Even a piece of shit like this is treated like a treasure by her. She is reluctant to hit or scold him, and worships him like a Buddha."
Lei Ming felt that it was inconsistent, but he didn't know what was wrong:
"So what you mean is that Nan Yi is still a filial daughter?"
It was almost dawn, and the prisoners could not be interrogated continuously. The people in the task force had been working non-stop for two whole days. Even the youngest and most energetic new police officers were exhausted and collapsed in the office.
The prisoners Liu Xiaojie and Pang Hu can both rest, but the police cannot.
Mao Jian fell on the table. Shang Tiankun took three stools and connected them into a row, but still couldn't lie down, so Fan Di curled up on the sofa.
Sheng Changfeng and Lei Ming were sitting at the two ends of an office desk , still working. Sheng Changfeng used to be a stylish young policeman, but now his hair was all stuck to his scalp.
Liang Peihe and Xie Min now live in the office. Their offices are right next to each other, and they call everyone over for meetings from time to time.
Now everyone is overwhelmed by the lawsuit.
The more people we catch, the more we catch.
The clues I collected were increasing, but I became more and more confused.
Xie Min took these materials:
"Liu Xiaojie and Pang Hu were both direct perpetrators of the crime. The person who instigated them to commit the crime was actually Nanyi. But even if they were caught, they would not be sentenced to more than a few years."
Sheng Changfeng was already so haggard, but he still insisted on visiting outside. He learned the information from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the landlord of Fengmingxuan:
“The cake shop of Nanyi and Fengmingxuan are both operating normally. Fengmingxuan caters to wealthy people and is also a medical beauty store, so the accounts may not be so transparent.
But that cake shop is really popular. I bought cakes from it twice and they tasted really good.”
Sheng Changfeng bought quite a lot and put them on the table as snacks, and everyone ate some.
"I roughly estimated that this store can make 30,000 to 40,000 yuan a month, which is not difficult at all."
Therefore, it is useless even if people like Nanyi and Pi Sanjin are caught, because there is no evidence. They just stick their necks out and say they didn't do it, and there is nothing we can do about them.
"Crucify them."
Xie Min still casts a net from the outside as usual, considering the whole situation:
"Check all the people and things related to them."
When Xie Min assigned tasks, he just pulled the progress bar and asked people to check a long list of relevant names.
It's a tough job.
Xie Min also transferred more people over and assigned tasks to them one by one. Zhu Jiayin and several other young policewomen were assigned to work with the male policemen.
"Don't underestimate the field visits. This is the part of the work that is closest to the case and the people. After retiring to a civilian position , even if you want to go to the front line, you won't be able to go."
Fortunately, we now have a target, and many clues are beginning to surface.
At this time, Xie Min's husband came back from a business trip and came to bring her food. Seeing that Xie Min had lost a lot of weight, he felt very distressed.
"Take care of yourself..."
Before he could finish his words, Xie Min scolded him:
"Got it, don't interrupt my train of thought."
The fat middle-aged man saw so many young policemen outside the glass, so he went downstairs and brought up a large bag of snacks, put them on the table, and said to Lei Ming:
"Don't overwork yourself. Rest when you need to. Eat something hot in such a cold day."
When Xie Min's husband went out, Fan Di got up as if he had come back to life, took a look, and even touched him, which made everyone startled.
Mao Jian said of him:
“I’m going to die!”
Fan Di looked sleepy:
"This is a big case. I'm afraid someone might steal important information and evidence."
Xie Min did not come out to see her husband off. After her husband left, he sent her a message:
No, I won’t come again.
Liang Peihe came out and took a look:
"Everyone get up first, eat, take a shower, and rest."
Liang Peihe looked at his watch:
"Come back in six hours."
Some people said they could hold on a little longer as new tasks had come down and they could start working right away, so they didn’t want to leave, but Liang Peihe asked them to go and rest first.
Neither Lei Ming nor Sheng Changfeng left. Sheng Changfeng took out the folding bed. Lei Ming said that he had nothing to do in the first half of the night before his shift, so he slept for a while.
Liang Peihe called the two of them over and asked them to investigate Han Chu's family in China.
"I didn't expect that this criminal gang would be so patient. People like Liu Xiaojie are just on the periphery. We can solve many cases by following this line, but we can't wipe out this gang all at once. We still have to work on their financial transactions."
Sheng Changfeng wiped his face with cold water:
"I also feel that something is wrong. Why do the lines that fall into our hands keep breaking one by one?"
Lei Ming flipped through the documents:
"Do you still remember Han Chu?"
Han Chu, the person who operates funds abroad, is also a capable person. He has a lot of dark web channels under his control and can do a lot of things.
"Let's take a closer look at this person's information. He has no relatives or friends in China, but he has an ex-wife."
Sheng Changfeng took people to visit Han Chu's home, or to be more precise, his ex-wife's home.
This guy is extremely fickle, changing girlfriends every three months on average. Although his girlfriends seem to be copied and pasted by everyone, they all have long straight black hair, are fair and thin, and are between 1.6 and 1.65 meters tall.
His wife, a stocky, short girl with freckles all over her face, tutors third-grade kids in writing essays at an educational institution.
Now his wife is unemployed at home and was planning to set up a small cold dish stall to sell, but as the weather got cold, she changed to a clay pot stall. Recently, the urban management has been conducting strict inspections, so she can only stay at home.
When Sheng Changfeng took people to find out what was going on, this woman named Hou Lirong, the woman of the boss Han Chu, was beating her child at home:
"Look at what you wrote, it's bullshit. Don't tell anyone else that your mom is a Chinese teacher."
A few people went in and sat down. Hou Lirong let the children go out to play and poured water for everyone.
When Hou Lirong mentioned this person, she was filled with resentment:
"After the divorce, we stopped all contact. My son never saw this man from the age of five to eight. He thought I was ugly, and he also thought the son I gave him was ugly. He gave me 200,000 yuan a year, like giving alms to a beggar. Who knows when he will stop giving.
You are looking for me, but you have found the wrong person. You should go look for those little vixens outside.
If he didn't like me at the beginning, he should have just said it directly. Would I hold a knife and force him to marry me? His father was driving a truck and hit someone while drunk. The insurance company refused to pay a penny, and the family who was hit and killed demanded 500,000 yuan in compensation from him.
The money from selling the house is only enough for compensation.
His father hit his head against the iron railing and damaged his spleen. He was anxious to find someone to marry and gave the gift money to the hospital.
If I had known that if I married him I wouldn't even have a place to live and that I would have to pay for the wedding banquet myself, I would never have married this liar.
Other smart women would never marry him, but I am such a fool! "
There was no useful information, but there were a bunch of photos of women.
“Go ask these women.”
The police officers in the task force actually don’t take these things seriously. They are police officers, not marriage and relationship mediation experts.
Hou Lirong looked at the photos, her eyes still blazing with anger, and pointed them out to the police one by one:
"This one's name is Sun Juanjuan. He calls her Juanjuan on WeChat every day and always calls me by my first name and last name! She's his cashier. I bought her a brand-name bag. One bag is enough to cover my and my son's food expenses for a year."
"This, Jin Liyun, worked as his secretary for a year and she bought a house. I only live in a 60-odd-square-meter apartment, while hers is 180 square meters. I wish I could tear her face off!"
"This is even more abominable. This is what made Han Chu divorce me. I rode an electric scooter to pick up my son, and she drove a BMW. She told my son to call her mom and that he could ride in a BMW and eat Western food every day in the future."
"I took photos of this woman having affairs with several men. I don't know why Han Chu likes her. Now she's hooking up with another man. Why does she pretend to be innocent every day?"
…
Sheng Changfeng and the police were not interested in these women, but were interested in the money these women spent.
A man with a decent job cannot make so much money to support so many women.
Sheng Changfeng looked at these photos:
"How did you get it?"
Hou Lirong was so angry that her nostrils were emitting fire:
"I'd call him and he'd tell me how great these women were!"
The police took all the photos Hou Lirong took as evidence. One photo caught Sheng Changfeng's attention:
Zheng Zhuwei.
Now Nanyi is dealing with this woman, which means that Nanyi is manipulating this transaction behind the scenes.
Before leaving, the foreign blockade was lifted and the police gave Hou Lirong the news of Han Chu's death.
Hou Lirong's eyes instantly turned red:
"I don't believe it."
The police produced a death certificate issued by a foreign hospital and domestic documents.
She covered her face with trembling hands:
"What? Are you kidding me? How could he die when he's so rich? He said if he got sick, he could immediately get a kidney from the black market. How could he die?"
Because Hou Lirong's son is a direct relative and Han Chu's parents have both passed away, Hou Lirong had to take her son to bring back the ashes.
The police walked a long way away, but they could still hear Hou Lirong crying:
"You said you found so many vixens, but what's the point? In the end, you still let me handle your funeral."
"You just don't like me. You said you just wanted to give me some money so that I could be your nanny, do the laundry and cook for you. I didn't want to, so why did you treat me so badly?"
…
When Zhu Jiayin came out, she was still saying:
"This is too pitiful. A woman's lifelong happiness is ruined by her child who is so young."
Sheng Changfeng went to drive. He didn't have so many thoughts. This little policewoman rarely came out and was a little naive:
"The money Han Chu gave her was all legitimate income, more than 200,000 yuan a year. How much do we earn a month? My shoulder blade was pushed down from the second floor during another arrest. Now there are two steel nails in it. Because I rested for two months, my performance bonus of 2,000 yuan was deducted every month."
Zhu Jiayin hurried over to see Sheng Changfeng:
"Does it still hurt?"
Sheng Changfeng said:
"Every criminal police officer has some injuries on his body."
Zhu Jiayin remained silent.
Sheng Changfeng said:
“In fact, the most pitiful ones are those who bought unfinished houses and then invested a large amount of money in pension scams.
Huang Ziliang ran away, cheating people both above and below, leaving many people without a place to live.
When I was working in public security, I received a call about a fisherman who had caught a floating corpse of an old man, but no one claimed the body.
The old man relied on odd jobs and picking up garbage. He had no children and depended on his wife for everything. He saved about 300,000 yuan in his lifetime and wanted to have a retirement home for his retirement. He invested all the money in a nursing home, but it turned out to be a scam. His wife was waiting for surgery and he could not get the money back.
The old man was very strong-willed and didn't want to ask anyone for money. He removed the tube from his wife's body in the hospital and then jumped into the river himself.
Ordinary people like this are the most pitiful, they shouldn't have to endure such a life.
Three hundred thousand dollars, after the operation, they could have lived for a long time, but they were forced to death.
And the fraudsters are getting away with their life savings.”