disappearing gold

Chapter 131 The license plate was discarded

In the police station, Cheng Fei's whereabouts are still unclear, but the motorcycle theft case has not yet been solved, and the police are unable to give a reasonable explanation to the reporter who lives on the new highway.

So, Tong Ge ordered Xiao Feng: "You continue to use surveillance to find the whereabouts of the ugly weirdo."

"Okay, you said that ugly man was obviously beaten, why didn't he seek justice, but was afraid of us?" He was puzzled by this.

Tong Ge rolled her eyes at him, "It means there is something wrong with this person. Either he has a criminal record or he has harmed other people recently."

In the surveillance video, after the ugly man left the new highway, there were three forked roads to choose from, namely Pioneer Road, Zhenkou Road and Chuanghui Road. His figure did not appear in the first two, but he appeared briefly on the last road.

The surveillance showed that it was not raining yet, and he was wearing a black suit and a sweatshirt with a large hood.

Chuanghui Road has two branches, one is Beishan Avenue, and the other leads to a deserted land.

The ugly man's motorcycle disappeared after entering Chuanghui Road. No one knows where he went.

There is no surveillance on Beishan Avenue.

Xiao Feng reported the situation to Tong Ge and then applied, "I plan to go with Xiao Li to find out the truth."

Tong Ge nodded.

In the drizzle, Xiao Feng and Xiao Li rushed to Chuanghui Road together, then entered Beishan Avenue, got off the car and walked. This is a bad road. After the rain, there are a lot of gravel and sunken pits on the road. It is slippery and muddy everywhere.

The road was very long, and they walked for half an hour before reaching the end. They found nothing and had to turn back.

My hamstrings were exhausted and my hair was wet, but I had to keep going.

They re-entered the deserted fork in the road, and 10 minutes later saw a large area of ​​abandoned and dilapidated houses. These are old houses with blue bricks and black tiles. The wooden doors have long since decayed, revealing the clay pots inside.

Xiao Feng was walking along the fence, but was pulled into the middle of the road by Xiao Li, "Didn't you see the two big words 'dangerous house' written in red paint on the fence?"

"It's okay, I'll just take a look." After saying that, he looked hard into the house.

When he walked to the fifth house, Xiao Feng suddenly felt a strange red color coming from the house. In short, he had a special feeling. He gently pushed open the two doors, which crashed down toward him.

"Ah!" He hurriedly backed away to avoid the blow.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Li hurried over.

"It's okay. The door is just broken." Xiao Feng used the flashlight of his mobile phone to shine inside, but it was far away and he couldn't even see the outline clearly.

He bravely walked in. He had just taken two steps, but suddenly there was a strange sound above his head, "Crack!"

"Be careful!" By the time Xiao Li found out, it was already too late.

A piece of tile fell from the top of the head, hitting Xiaofeng's head. "Ouch!" Xiaofeng screamed.

At the same time, a cat's cry came from the roof.

"I told you not to come in, but you didn't listen!" Xiao Li dragged him outside the house and found a black cat passing through the gap between the green tiles, "The cat did it!"

"There is really something." Xiao Feng refused to leave. A line of blood flowed from the top of his head and entered his neck, making it feel cold.

Xiao Li was even more angry, "There is something. You have to be alive to see it!"

But Xiao Feng held on to his skull, which was about to split in half, and insisted: "Listen to me, Xiao Li, there is really something in there."

"What can I have?" Seeing his persistence, Xiao Li hesitated. After a pause, he found a rusty face plate with holes at his feet, lowered his head and said to Xiao Feng: "I'll go in and take a look, just stay still!"

"Be careful!" Xiao Li put the washbasin upside down on his head, rushed in, and saw exactly what Xiao Feng said - a red motorcycle trunk and license plate.

He was shocked, "Isn't this license plate the license plate of the stolen motorcycle? Why is it here?"

"It seems that the ugly man left his things here and then escaped from other places." Xiao Feng guessed.

Xiao Li became even more confused, "Even if you escape, there are traces to follow. Why didn't we find him?"

The trunk was smashed into several pieces. Xiao Feng looked at its damp shell. It must have been soaked by the rainwater dripping from the roof. "By the way, was it raining heavily outside when Tong Ge came back?"

Xiao Li nodded, "Yeah."

"No wonder we can't find anyone!" Xiao Feng suddenly stood up, slightly excited, "Of course you have to wear a raincoat when it rains. That's why the surveillance lost the tracking target."

"What?" Xiao Li was confused.

Xiao Feng simply bandaged the wound, handed the things to Tong Ge for inspection, and gave his speculation.

Xiao Li realized it later.

"Good job, your injury was not in vain!" Tong Ge smiled, "But if the ugly weirdo really escapes in a raincoat, do you know what color and style the raincoat is?"

These words immediately reminded Xiao Feng and Xiao Li that they were indeed happy too early. So I called the person who reported the stolen motorcycle and said, "Hello, our police have found the license plate number and trunk of your car. Of course, there are still problems that require your cooperation in the investigation. Please come over."

The reporter only said: "I will rush over right away."

After the reporter arrived at the police station, Xiao Feng asked: "What did you put in your trunk?

"Let me think about it." The reporter tilted his head and thought for a while, "Oh, I remembered it. I stuffed a raincoat inside some time ago, and I also put the helmet in, and it seems there is a screwdriver."

"What color is the raincoat? What does the helmet look like?"

"A green raincoat, a very common style on the street. As for the helmet, I don't know how to describe it."

"Do you have a picture of the helmet?"

The reporter said: "Oh, yes, there is." After saying that, he immediately took out the photo album on his mobile phone and found a selfie taken while sitting on a motorcycle.

This car cost him 3 yuan and was the result of a year's work, so he took this photo as a souvenir.

The original helmet was lost at some point, so he bought a silver helmet specifically for electric vehicles to replace it.

The reporter was very worried, "Won't my motorcycle also be broken into pieces?"

Xiao Feng thanked the reporter and could only say: "No one can guarantee you until the motorcycle is found. However, we will find the motorcycle as soon as possible."

The reporter left with great gratitude.

Back at the police station, Xiao Feng continued to investigate the surveillance at the intersection closest to the dilapidated house according to the clues he provided.

After a long investigation, I saw a man wearing a silver helmet and a green raincoat. He was riding a motorcycle as if he were sitting on a tall horse. He was the target that had been ignored before.

Along the straight road leading to the suburbs, the ugly man was riding a motorcycle at high speed. His speed is fast and steady, and the people and cars are particularly clear in the video.

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