Detective: Open your eyes, I am handcuffed in the interrogation room.

Chapter 501: Ghost Market Tree Brother
After Secretary Wang left, Xia Lanshan and Chen Yi had a private chat.

In fact, neither of them cared about this matter. It was normal for the people above to pay attention to Yunzhou's GDP. Before there was absolute evidence or Jiang Mingfu confessed his guilt, they first needed to ensure that Yunzhou's economy would not be affected too much.

What we are protecting is not Jiang Mingfu, but the economy.

This case is supervised by Xia Lanshan from the provincial department himself, and the task force leader is Chen Yi from Dongzhou. None of them is an easy person to deal with, so if someone really does get into trouble, not adding insult to injury is already considered a friend, and it is impossible to rescue them by force.

Otherwise, you might get yourself into trouble.

"I will talk to Director Wu about this matter. You can just go ahead and investigate." Xia Lanshan said.

Chen Yi knew who Director Wu was.

Xia Lanshan's boss is of the same rank as Secretary Wang's boss, both are deputy officials in Yunzhou. The only difference is that one is in charge of criminal investigation and the other is in charge of financial investment promotion.

No matter what their relationship is, they will definitely not fall out over the case. There is no need to do that.

It was just a small episode, Chen Yi was too lazy to think about it. If he really encountered a problem, he would just call Fang Songping and everything would be solved.

Just investigate the case and ignore everything else.

Afterwards, Xia Lanshan asked if there were any more clues to investigate. After all, criminal detention has a time limit, and it would be difficult to handle if there was no sufficient evidence to convict by then.

Chen Yi assured Xia Lanshan that everything was under control.

Xia Lanshan left.

……

Liang Qidong came back quickly, but did not bring anyone with him.

"Captain Chen, Zhong Liu can't be found." Liang Qidong said.

"Can't find it?" Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he seemed to have figured something out. "Did he run away?"

Liang Qidong: "I don't know. He has a criminal record. Anyway, we haven't found him. His phone is turned off and he's not at home. I asked his relatives and friends but no one knows where he is."

"Captain Chen, is he also related to this case?"

Chen Yi didn't say anything and turned to look at He Shixin.

Or, there is a problem with the source of the raw materials.

Or, he is really involved in the case, and it is even possible that he is the murderer who killed Hao Zhenlun and other three people.

Must be found.

He Shixin was already able to understand the other party's instructions from his eyes. When Chen Yi looked over, he immediately tried to locate Zhong Liu's cell phone number.

While waiting, Chen Yi asked the police officers of the detachment to investigate Zhong Liu's information in detail.

The criminal record Liang Qidong mentioned just now was fighting and fraud. He was imprisoned twice, both times when he was young. Now Zhong is in his sixties or forties. He has been honest and quiet for more than ten years. I guess he has really reformed.

He is married, has a son and a daughter, lives in a mid- to high-end residential area in Mingcheng, and has a happy family.

"Broker?" Chen Yi looked at Liang Qidonggang.

Liang Qidong nodded: "Yes, Zhong Liu's friend said that he is a broker. He is mainly active in the ghost markets in Mingcheng. We don't know where exactly. He has never been caught. It seems that he is very careful and should be familiar with the law."

A broker is an intermediary, but generally does not have brokerage qualifications. It is illegal for them to charge high brokerage fees, provide services to buyers and sellers, and facilitate the completion of transactions.

Operating in the gray area, it depends on the ability of the broker himself. People without brains will be easily caught.

In the past few years, financial brokers were the focus of legal crackdowns because they were good at exploiting legal loopholes, making it easy for bribery and corruption to become legal, which increased the secrecy of bribery and led to the arrest of many people.

For example, I sign a house purchase contract with you, agreeing to sell a house worth five million, with a penalty of 20%. Then you regret the purchase and you have to compensate me one million according to the contract.

Legal, compliant, reasonable, at least on the surface no one can say anything.

Operations like this are just the tip of the iceberg. As the saying goes, the bolder the person, the more productive the land.

Zhong Liu is not a financial broker; the buying and selling activities he is involved in should be goods.

You have good stuff but don’t know who to sell it to. This is the meaning of the existence of legal brokers. They have a large number of buyer resources in their hands, and as long as it is valuable, they can definitely sell it.

As for illegal brokers... they don’t care where the items come from. As long as you give me money, I will help you sell it. I won’t ask anything else.

But I don’t know which type Zhong Liu belongs to.

Jiang Mingfu could not be found right after he was arrested. I'm afraid he belongs to the second type.

If the source of the jade is wrong, could it be that... Hao Zhenlun and the other three are involved?
It’s hard to say, I have to find the person and ask him.

"Where is the ghost market?" Chen Yi asked.

Liang Qidong thought about it and summarized it in simple language: "It's probably a market."

According to what we know so far, the Mingcheng Ghost Market is actually a flea market, similar to an antique street. The stalls are filled with all kinds of strange and bizarre objects, which are dazzling and overwhelming.

Chen Yi called in the local police officers in Mingcheng for in-depth inquiries and basically understood what the Mingcheng Ghost Market was.

Digital products, shoes and clothes, collectibles and jewelry, DVDs, second-hand books... almost everything you can think of, except for the big items, can be found at the market.

Many items are very old, such as Subor learning machines, old watches, old lighters, tapes, etc.

Spend money to buy memories.

Young people like the novelty of the ghost market, and middle-aged and elderly people like to reminisce. Anyway, that place is usually very lively.

The more Chen Yi listened, the more he felt something was not right. How could a broker like Zhong Liu be active in a flea market?
Can make money? ?

Even if you can make money, can you earn enough to buy a big house and marry a wife?
Besides, do you need to find a broker to buy a Subor learning machine? This is ridiculous.

"Is there any edge?" Chen Yi asked.

"The edge of the place?" The young police officer didn't quite understand. "Captain Chen, what do you mean?"

He was a little nervous. The residual power of Chen Yi against Secretary Wang was still stirring in his heart, and at this moment he could no longer be fooled by the other party's age.

Chen Yi glanced at him and said, "Entertainment venues have borderline cases, but don't markets like this have them?"

Young police officer: “I…I don’t know.”

Chen Yi: "Find an experienced local policeman."

"Yes!"

After waiting for a while, an old criminal policeman came quickly and asked Chen Yi for instructions.

Chen Yi asked the same question again. After thinking for a while, the old detective nodded and said, "Yes, there are such places. There are more than one, but that was more than ten years ago. They were once rectified. I don't know if they are still there now."

Chen Yi: "Just reorganizing?"

Old detective: "It's just rectification, there are no serious illegal or criminal acts."

Chen Yi: "Even though a centipede is dead, it must still be here. Where was the most prosperous and largest place back then? Give me the address."

Old detective: "Okay, do you need to notify the nearby police station?"

Chen Yi: “No need.”

……

When Xin found Zhong Liu's mobile phone card, it was probably in the area where he lived. He must have left it at home.

He has some anti-detection capabilities, which just shows that his disappearance is most likely to avoid the police.

Hiding from the police means something is wrong.

Find.

If there is no gain at the ghost market, we will have to send more police force.

I can't stay in Mingcheng for too long. The key point of this case is still in Ruicheng. I need to rush there as soon as possible. I hope Hu Qingzhi can bring new clues before that.

After dinner, Chen Yi took Fang Shuyu and Fu Guoyong to their destination to see what was going on.

It is difficult to get things done with too many people, and some people are still very resistant to the police.

If necessary, call for help. It was past eight o'clock, when the nightlife was at its busiest. The three drove out of the city and came to the suburbs. There were obviously fewer pedestrians and vehicles around.

In this kind of environment, Fu Guoyong was extremely vigilant and kept his pistol where he could take it out at any time to ensure Chen Yi's safety.

Everyone plays a different role in different positions, and he can rarely help in investigating a case. If Chen Yi gets hurt under his nose, he might as well just take off his clothes and go home.

Dark clouds obscured the night and the vehicle stopped in an alley.

The three of them got out of the car and walked through. On both sides were towering walls, covered with mottled marks left by the years, and mosses and vines intertwined, adding a sense of mystery and desolation to the environment.

There are no signs, no street lights, and few sounds, only the occasional barking of dogs and chirping of insects in the distance, singing the prelude to the night.

Fu Guoyong walked in front, his whole body tense.

However, Chen Yi understood that danger was unlikely to occur, otherwise he would not have brought Fang Shuyu with him. Now was not the same as it was a dozen or twenty years ago.

There was a damp and musty smell in the air. The three of them walked for about five minutes. The scene ahead suddenly became clear. Noise came into their ears, and many stalls were looming under the dim light.

Most of these stalls are built with wooden boards, and a few are made of iron sheets.

Chen Yi even saw some abandoned containers with conspicuous graffiti on them. They were well done and had a bit of artistic feel.

It's just an ordinary market, but the atmosphere makes it feel weird.

This is not the only way to enter the market. You can see another entrance in the distance, but cars cannot drive through it and it takes a long time to walk.

There are few residential areas nearby, and the market seems to be a corner forgotten by the city. It may be demolished in a few years.

The market was not xenophobic, and the stall owners and passers-by didn't care about Chen Yi and the others. At most, they would secretly glance at Fang Shuyu a few more times to show their respect for the beauty.

"How...how do I find this?"

Looking at the people coming and going, Fang Shuyu felt that the probability of finding Zhong Liu was infinitely close to zero.

Chen Yi chuckled: "Of course we'll let others help us find it. This kind of place is just like the antique market in Jiangcheng. There must be people who make the rules."

"Let's go for a walk first."

The three of them walked around the market, stopping occasionally at the stalls out of curiosity.

The market has a wide variety of goods, one can even describe it as bizarre, ranging from antique jade to modern electronic products, from rare medicinal materials to works of art, and even animal fur.

Chen Yi observed it for a while and found that it was not the fur of a rare protected animal, so he ignored it.

Even if there is, it will not be displayed openly.

The stall owners were either sitting or standing, smiling or with a cold face, but the common point was that no one actively solicited for business, and it seemed that it was not a matter of whether the customer wanted to buy or not.

The night wind blows, bringing waves of coolness. This is the other side of the bustling city. There may be evil, but it is not a reason to beat it to death. It concerns people's livelihood.

Just like some entertainment venues, knowing that there are borderline behaviors and that they are prone to illegal and criminal activities, can we close all these places? Closing them can avoid all problems.

Obviously not. Existence is reasonable. Entertainment is the main way to regulate the spiritual life of wealthy people. It only needs to be managed in a standardized manner.

Chen Yi noticed a young man, who was in his early twenties, very young, very thin, and had a tuft of yellow hair.

It’s a pity that it doesn’t come with the standard tights and loafers, which makes the look less interesting.

Huangmao wandered aimlessly in the market, greeting the stall owners from time to time, and the stall owners responded with a smile.

Hmm...it seems to be a local "native".

"How's business, Lao Li?" The yellow-haired man passed by the stall and asked with a smile.

The stall owner smiled back, "Not bad, we're open now. You can buy a pound of pork head tonight and take it home for a drink. Is Brother Shu here today?"

"I'm here, I've started drinking, and wish you good luck and prosperity." The yellow-haired man bowed and turned to leave.

After taking only two steps, the yellow-haired man felt someone holding down his shoulder. He stopped and turned back subconsciously, and found a handsome young man with a smile on his face.

There is a burly man standing on the left of the young man, and a beautiful lady standing on the right.

"Brother, is there something wrong?" The yellow-haired man asked politely, puzzled.

Chen Yi smiled and said, "I have something to ask. Can you take me to see Brother Shu?"

Huang Mao's face was slightly tense. He turned around and took two steps back, looking at Chen Yi warily: "What do you want to see Brother Shu for?"

Chen Yi stepped forward and put his arm around Huangmao's shoulders, saying familiarly, "I just have something to ask you. Don't be nervous. Just take me to see him."

As he spoke, he took out his ID.

Seeing the police badge on the ID, Huangmao changed color: "Police...you...I don't know where Brother Shu is!"

Chen Yi explained with a smile: "Brother, I'm not here to check on him. I just want his help. Don't worry."

Huang Mao insisted: "I really don't know where Brother Shu is."

Seeing this, Chen Yi's smile faded slightly: "If you don't take me with you, I will call someone to look for it myself. It will affect everyone's business, right?"

"As long as he is in Mingcheng, we will definitely find him. By the way, we are from the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Mingcheng City Bureau."

Criminal investigation detachment?

Huang Mao was frightened and began to feel confused. He had met police officers from the police station, but not criminal police. After a while, he asked, "Just asking him for help?"

Chen Yi: "Yes."

Huang Mao agreed: "Okay, okay, I'll take you there."

"Thanks."

The three followed Huangmao's footsteps through the market and finally arrived at the door of a building.

Huangmao wanted to go in and say something, but Chen Yi didn't agree. He had no choice but to push the door open.

There is a small courtyard inside the building, which leads to the main hall. From the door, you can see people eating and drinking in the hall, and the sounds of laughter and chatting can be heard.

There was a young man squatting at the door smoking. When he saw Huangmao bringing a stranger, he frowned and immediately wanted to come over to stop him and ask him something.

"No, no... the police comrade has something to talk to Brother Shu about." The yellow-haired man stopped him.

"police?"

The young man quickly turned and went into the main hall. Then everyone stopped eating, the chatting stopped abruptly, and everyone looked out the door.

But no one stood up or attempted to greet him.

Chen Yi stepped into the door.

After scanning the area, his eyes focused on the main seat in the middle, where a bearded man was sitting.

"Brother Shu?" Chen Yi smiled.

The man looked at Chen Yi and felt that he looked familiar. After being confused for a while, his memory suddenly came back.

Meeting photos.

"Chen Yi?"

Chen Yi smiled and said, "Brother Shu knows me?"

After getting the affirmation, Brother Shu quickly stood up, sent his friends away, and invited Chen Yi to take a seat.

"Captain Chen, I've heard a lot about you. How did you come to Yunzhou? Come on, let me pour you a glass!"

Chen Yi has been in the news, so it's normal to have seen him, as long as you pay special attention to the news in this area.

Huangmao was a little confused and didn't dare to speak, so he stood aside with the others.

"Don't drink during the investigation, Brother Shu, I have something to ask you." Chen Yi politely pushed the glass back.

The dining table was empty, with only Shu Ge and Chen Yi sitting there, while Fang Shuyu and Fu Guoyong stood behind them.

"Investigating a case?" Brother Shu pushed the glass back naturally. "What case is it? Why did you find Yunzhou?"

(End of this chapter)