My spy diary

Chapter 468 Monitoring (asking for monthly ticket)

After Li Shizhen made the promise, he returned to the detention room and scolded the fat director.

The fat man didn't dare to look him in the eye, and could only respond awkwardly: "Sir, Sir, the people below also think that this guy is not honest, so..."

"So you beat him? And you want to force him to confess?" Li Shizhen said coldly.

Fat Director Nono didn't dare to say anything.

Li Shizhen glared at him fiercely again, and his tone softened a little: "The chairman is also paying attention to this case, and the people from the Military Control Commission are even more eager to see it. If we make a wrong move, both you and I will be in trouble. Humph, don't stir up a lot of trouble before the case has even made any progress."

The fat director thought for a moment and asked, "But, if he still refuses to speak, how can we investigate?"

Li Shizhen had a blank expression on his face and glanced at him: "Besides slapping him in the face, is there no other way? If you can't think of it, I think you should quit your job as the branch director."

After saying that, he snorted coldly and left.

The fat director understood. If he didn't want to slap him in the face, then he wouldn't slap him in the face. He would just find another way to deal with it.

His eyes rolled and he immediately called a few of his men over to give them some instructions. Soon the man was dragged to the tiger bench.

This time, the director got the result in just a few minutes. He immediately found Chen Tumu and Li Shizhen to report: "Sir, after a lot of persuasion, the suspect finally came to his senses."

Li Shizhen interrupted him impatiently: "Tell me the result."

“Yes, the suspect confessed that the bicycle was sold to him by his wife’s brother at a low price.”

Chen Tumu asked: "If it was a normal transaction, why didn't he tell me at the beginning?"

"This man's brother-in-law is called Wu Neng. He is a member of the Gang and likes to do some sneaky things. He suspected that the car was stolen. He was worried that his brother-in-law would go to jail if he told the truth, and he was even more worried about the gang members' revenge on him."

"Stolen?" Chen Tumu looked depressed. He thought to himself, the bicycle was stolen by gang members. Could it be that this group of people stole the murderer's bike?
Such a coincidence?
He and Li Shizhen looked at each other silently, both thinking that this matter was not that simple. But no matter what, they had to arrest the gang members first. Even if they stole the items, they had to find out when and where they stole them.

Chen Tumu hesitated for a moment, then immediately gave the order: "In this case, detain this man first. The police will set out immediately to find Wu Neng and his accomplices and arrest them all."

"Yes." The fat director stood up, saluted, and walked away in high spirits.

The police station was very efficient this time and Chen Tumu was not disappointed again. Within an hour, seven people including Wu Neng were caught.

As soon as the man was caught, the fat director immediately reported to Chen Tumu: "Chief Chen, the man is already in the interrogation room, do you want to interrogate him yourself?"

"Okay, lead the way."

Chen Tumu walked into one of the interrogation rooms, and the director behind him immediately pointed at a man and said, "Chief Chen, this guy is Wu Neng's brother-in-law Bai Sheng."

Chen Tumu stared at the man in the interrogation room. The young man was in his early twenties. He was not nervous at all when being put on the interrogation chair. Instead, he looked indifferent and was staring at him with his head tilted.

After looking at the man for a few seconds, Chen Tumu asked, "Did you sell the bicycle to Wu Neng?"

Bai Sheng curled his lips: "Who are you? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my old man is?"

"You little brat." The director was about to curse, but Chen Tumu waved his hand to stop him. He asked with interest, "You have a bad temper. Who is your old man?"

"I'll scare you to death if I tell you." Bai Sheng sneered, "My master's surname is Wang, his nickname is Wu, and my master's master is Mr. Du, who is also a Wuzi. Are you scared? If you dare to catch me, I'll make sure you don't get away with it."

Chen Tumu smiled. It turned out that they were Du Yuesheng's disciples, but so what? Even those with the surname Du did not dare to act presumptuously in front of him.

"My name is Chen Tumu."

"Who is Chen Tumu?" Bai Sheng muttered quietly. Seeing that he mentioned the old man, the other party was still as imposing as ever and looked nonchalant, he couldn't help but panic, "I haven't done anything wrong, why are you arresting me?"

"Where did the bicycle sold to Wu Neng come from?"

"How would I know?"

Chen Tumu took a deep breath. He had been very anxious since he took over the case without any clues. Seeing this idiot pretending to be stupid in front of him, he finally lost his patience. He turned around and looked at the fat director: "I just want the result. You guys can handle it."

"Understood." The director respectfully saw him off and immediately called his men over, pointing at Bai Sheng and saying, "This bastard doesn't even know Chief Chen, yet he dares to come out and mess around. Humph, I've seen him in jail a lot. Today I'm going to teach him a lesson on how to behave."

"Director, don't worry." The two men chuckled, picked up a telephone with a long wire and walked in.

Chen Tumu had not yet finished his cup of tea in the director's office when the director came and told him that Bai Sheng was willing to confess.

Chen Tumu pursed his lips and went to see Bai Sheng again. At this time, Bai Sheng's face was pale, his whole body was shaking, and his face was full of fear.

Chen Tumu asked: "Where did you get the bicycle?"

Bai Sheng said with trembling lips: "I stole it."

"Where?" "A road near Jinling Road in Yuzhong District."

Chen Tumu glanced at the police chief, who explained, "Jinling Road is just a few blocks away from the victim's home."

Chen Tumu thought to himself, does this mean the bicycle really belongs to the murderer? He immediately asked, "Do you remember what the owner of the bicycle you stole looks like?"

"I, I didn't see the owner of the car."

Chen Tumu frowned: "Where is the car parked on the roadside?"

Bai Sheng thought for a moment and said, "It was at a corner on the side of the road. I had no intention of stealing a bicycle that night. I passed by there when I came out of the brothel and saw a bicycle parked there. I saw that there was no one around, so I just rode it away."

"Stealing something?"

"Yeah, no one wants it anyway."

Chen Tumu's heart sank suddenly. He had felt that this matter was not simple before. Now it seemed that the murderer had clearly left the bicycle there on purpose in order to confuse the public and mislead the investigation work, making them waste a lot of manpower in the investigation. But they took the bait and were tricked.

The clue was broken again.

"Informant? Are the clues he provided related to the bombing?" He Zhiyuan asked anxiously.

Zhang Yi seemed not to hear his question, and leaned back on the sofa, thinking about something. After a while, when He Zhiyuan was getting impatient, he spoke up, "I've been thinking about one thing these past two days. Where did Zhang Liqiu go? Director He, have you analyzed it?"

"I thought about it. As soon as the case happened, the surrounding area was under our control. Even if he managed to escape the encirclement, he couldn't escape the city. Now all the major traffic arteries have been set up with a dragnet, and there are wanted notices everywhere. He definitely dare not show up. I think this person is either hiding or being silenced."

"Almost all the police and special agents in the city have been dispatched to conduct a thorough investigation. Not only is there a high reward, I don't believe that no one would not be tempted, so I also tend to not silence this person." Zhang Yi said, and then changed the subject, "Maybe he has already died at the scene of the crime."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" He Zhiyuan was startled, then quickly realized, "You mean it was Zhang Liqiu who was silenced, not Li Aiguo? Is that possible?"

He was stunned by Zhang Yi's bold reasoning and hypothesis.

"Anything is possible! The bodies were burnt, even their relatives couldn't tell them apart, let alone us. Moreover, according to the confession of Zhang Liqiu's wife, he left after receiving a phone call on the night of the incident, just like any other day. He probably didn't know there would be an explosion that night, otherwise he would have definitely shown something strange. Not to mention tipping off others, at least he would have made arrangements for himself and his family in advance."

"That makes sense. A thief who stole from his employer certainly doesn't have the guts to do such a thing." He Zhiyuan pondered for a while and then said, "He doesn't have the guts, but the so-called military advisor certainly does. But where can we find this person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned again and said, "That's not right. If Zhang Liqiu didn't know about it, then he couldn't be the traitor. Otherwise, he couldn't have brought the explosives in. Could it be that he was the one who died, and that Li Aiguo is still alive?"

Zhang Yi smiled but said nothing.

He Zhiyuan understood, sat up straight and moved forward: "Your informant doesn't know the clues about Li Aiguo, right?"

Zhang Yi smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice: "It's not just Li Aiguo, we also have some clues about who the military advisor is."

"It's not just Li Aiguo, we've also figured out who the military advisor is." In the office next door, Secretary Liu, who was wearing headphones, heard this, his eyes sparkled, and he immediately wrote it down on paper, holding his breath and waiting for the answer that was about to come out. He thought to himself that he must report this news to Director Mao. Although the case was led by Director He, everyone has their own utilitarianism. If Director Mao solved the case, he would naturally not treat himself unfairly.

Then, He Zhiyuan's urgent voice came into his ears again: "Who is it?"

However, after waiting for a while, there was no sound from the other end. His expression froze and he quickly took off his headphones to adjust them. The crackling noise gradually disappeared, and the voices of Zhang Yi and He Zhiyuan came clearly.

"who is it?"

"Let's not talk about this for now. I will hand the people over to you, Director He, when the time comes. But before that, I want to borrow a few people from you."

"Borrow someone?" He Zhiyuan looked at him, full of confusion.

"Yes, lend it to a few people."

"Do you need to borrow this? Just call whoever you like."

"It's different now after all." Zhang Yi said as he walked towards the record player, "Director He, do you have this thing in your office?"

"It seems there is one."

"Oh."

"Why are you suddenly talking about this?" He Zhiyuan was confused as they were just talking about informants.

"Nothing." Zhang Yi said, but his eyes signaled him to look behind the record player, where he saw a small button.

After pressing it, the base of the record player was revealed, revealing a tape recorder hidden inside, which was currently running.

Seeing this, He Zhiyuan's eyes immediately became sharp.

(End of this chapter)