Attending ex-girlfriend's wedding, arresting the groom's officer on the spot

Zhang Hui walked into the bedroom and opened the closet, which was full of high-end suits. He squatted down and found a small safe at the bottom of the closet. "Open it." He turned to Wang Hu and said. Wang Hu's face darkened: "These are all my personal belongings. You don't have a search warrant, so you have no right to look at them." "Okay, then let's go get a search warrant now." Zhang Hui stood up and left with his men.

Not long after, Zhang Hui returned with a search warrant. The safe was opened, and in addition to some cash and gold bars, there were also several account books. Zhang Hui opened the account book and looked carefully. It recorded some loan information, but did not find any drug-related accounts. "See, I told you they were all legitimate stuff," Wang Hu said proudly.

Zhang Hui did not give up and checked Wang Hu's phone and computer. There were no suspicious records except some daily calls and text messages in the phone. The files in the computer were all the management data of the entertainment city. Just when Zhang Hui was about to give up, he found a deleted file in the computer recycle bin. He immediately recovered the data and opened the file. It was an internal sales report of the entertainment city. There was a column marked "special liquor" with a fixed sales volume every month, but it was not reflected in the official sales records.

"What is this?" Zhang Hui called Wang Hu over and pointed at the screen. Wang Hu's face turned pale instantly: "This... This is a previous error record, it is no longer useful." "Really?" Zhang Hui sneered, "Take him away!" While Wang Hu was taken away by the police, Zhang Hui conducted another surprise inspection of the entertainment city. This time, they found a batch of ecstasy pills in a hidden layer of the entertainment city.

In the interrogation room, Wang Hu wanted to deny it at first, but in the face of evidence, he finally spoke up: "I admit that I secretly sold ecstasy in the entertainment city, but Li Jianfeng's death really had nothing to do with me! I lent him 50,000 yuan because he had worked for me before, but who knew he used the money to take drugs. I did ask for the debt, but it was just to scare him. I didn't need to kill someone for that 50,000 yuan!"

Zhang Hui continued to ask: "Then did you know that Li Jianfeng had contacts with drug dealers?" Wang Hu shook his head: "I really don't know. After he left me, he rarely contacted me." After further investigation, it was found that the flow of Wang Hu's funds had no direct connection with Li Jianfeng's death. Although he was engaged in the illegal sale of ecstasy, he did not seem to be involved in Li Jianfeng's murder.

Zhang Hui reported the approval results of Wang Hu to Lu Chuan.

This case was still a headache for Lu Chuan. Although there were many clues in this case, such as the fingerprints on the murder weapon, the footprints left at the crime scene, and other suspects, none of these clues had absolute directionality. No valuable clues were found in the system comparison.

At present, the suspects are Wang Hu and the Bald Qiang who was found, but Wang Hu can basically be ruled out as a suspect. First of all, when the crime happened yesterday, Wang Hu was always in his bar, so there is evidence that he was not at the scene. On the other hand, the footprints and fingerprints at the scene did not match the other party at all. From this point of view, Wang Hu has been removed as a suspect, but the problem is that the police now have no more clues except Wang Hu. Bald Qiang only has a bald feature, but no other clues.

After thinking for a while, Lu Chuan gave direct instructions to Zhang Hui.

"Wang Hu still needs to continue the interrogation. We can reveal some information about Bald Qiang to him and see if we can find some clues about Bald Qiang from him."

Wang Hu runs a bar. On the surface, his business is legal, but in fact, he sells ecstasy in the bar privately, which is also a gray area. So if that's the case, is it possible that the other party knows Bald Qiang or has heard of him or has some information about him?

Anyway, Menghu has been ruled out as a suspect now, so if we give this clue to Wang Hu, we might get some unexpected gains.

Zhang Hui came to the interrogation room again. Wang Hu was sitting on an iron chair, his hands cuffed to the table, beads of sweat on his forehead. Zhang Hui and Xiao Wang stood on his left and right, staring at him with sharp eyes. "Wang Hu, stop pretending," Zhang Hui slammed a stack of documents on the table, "We all know that you hid ecstasy in the bar. Now tell the truth about Li Jianfeng and try to get leniency."

Wang Hu licked his dry lips, his eyes flickering: "I've already said it, Li Jianfeng's death has nothing to do with me! I lent him the 50,000 yuan because he worked for me before."

"Okay, let's talk about Baldy Qiang," Xiao Wang suddenly said, "Don't you know the bald guy with a slight limp in his left leg on the street?"

Wang Hu's body suddenly stiffened, his Adam's apple rolling up and down: "I... I have also heard of this person, he is a gangster, I don't know what he does specifically."

Zhang Hui sneered, pulled out a photo from a folder and pushed it in front of him. It was a simulated portrait of Bald Qiang drawn by the police after Qin Xiaoyun's description: "Someone saw Li Jianfeng in close contact with him, and also mentioned words like 'wharf' and 'cargo'. What kind of cargo do you think it is?"

Wang Hu stared at the photo, his face getting paler and paler: "I really don't know! I'm not familiar with Bald Qiang. We've only met a few times at drinking parties."

Sure enough, even if Wang Hu, who sells ecstasy pills, didn't know Bald Qiang or had no business dealings with him, he should know him. He didn't expect that he had actually had dinner with this person.

"You know he has a slight limp in his left leg just by running into him occasionally?" Zhang Hui pressed on, "How could you be so clueless about where he often goes and who he trades with? Don't refuse a toast!"

After repeated questioning by the police, Wang Hu finally couldn't hold it anymore and wiped the sweat off his forehead: "Okay, okay, I heard that he appeared in the Western Bar. That place is full of good and bad people, and many gangsters like to go there. But that's all I know, really!"

That night, Lu Chuan led Zhang Hui, Wang Shuai and other police officers to the West Bar. Outside the bar, neon lights flickered, deafening music mixed with the pungent smell of cigarettes and alcohol hit the face. Standing at the door were a few hooligans with colorfully dyed hair. When they saw the police car stop, they showed a vigilant look on their faces.

"Police, routine inspection!" Lu Chuan showed his ID and walked straight in with his men. The bar was dimly lit. Under the purple light, the crowd on the dance floor was dancing wildly to the music. The booths were filled with scantily clad men and women. (End of this chapter)