Chapter 74 Clues
After getting the answer he wanted, Qi Minchao left very satisfied.

Only with a house can you have a home, which has been the custom of the Chinese people since ancient times.

There is nothing wrong with considering the future of your family and not resorting to any shameful means.

Li Yancheng doesn't care about this. No matter who asks him whether he wants a house or not, he will tell the truth.

In order to have a place to live, so many things have happened from the past to the future.

Not to mention the distant past, weren’t the incidents that happened to the Qian and Cai families all caused by the house?

The Qian family was evil-hearted and brought it upon themselves, but when Li Yancheng thought of the Cai family's ending, he felt a little emotional.

Before he could finish his sigh, another person walked in from outside the clinic. Seeing the newcomer, he was slightly startled: "Zhi Hai, why are you here?"

The person who came in was Jin Zhihai. Seeing that Li Yancheng was the only one in the clinic, he walked straight to the table, sat down on the bench, and said rudely.

"Pour me a glass of water first. I've been busy all morning and haven't had a sip of water. I'm dying of thirst."

Hearing him say this, Li Yancheng bent down and took out a clean cup from the cabinet, rinsed it with some water, and then poured him a glass of water.

Jin Zhihai didn't mind the heat. He picked up the cup and slurped several mouthfuls before putting it down in satisfaction.

"I came here to check on the situation. It's near your hospital. I thought it was almost time for lunch anyway, so I thought I might as well have a meal here before going back."

"Haha, dinner is easy to talk about. Why, it's been three months and there's still no progress on your case?"

"Oh... don't mention it." Jin Zhihai shook his head helplessly.

"We have interviewed countless people over the past three months, but have made no progress, not even a single clue. Now that he has disappeared and is no longer committing crimes, we don't know whether we should feel relieved or depressed."

"What about the two Zhu brothers who sold things at the ghost market? Don't they have any clues?"

"No, we are now certain that these two people were thrown out by the murderer to attract our attention. It should be said that our investigation may have touched upon the murderer at that time.

After we found something was wrong, we promptly adjusted the direction of our investigation and went back to investigate, but still found nothing. ”

The expression on Jin Zhihai's face was indescribably solemn, and he looked confused after suffering a blow.

"The murderer threw the Zhu brothers out not only to attract your attention, but also to clear up some clues that he had not noticed before. This might be his purpose."

"You're right. We thought so too. So if we go back, we won't find anything."

"Zhi Hai, I don't mean anything else, I'm just talking about the facts."

"you say"

"Wait a minute, let's go outside and have a cigarette."

Li Yancheng took out a cigarette from his pocket, stood up and gestured to the door.

After Lai Dai lit a cigarette outside, he hesitated for a while and said, "Zhi Hai, the murderer's anti-detection means are so powerful that he even knew to keep a backup plan in advance to attract your attention, so that he can deal with the clues he accidentally left behind.

I personally think that this murderer must have received professional training. It is impossible for an ordinary person to have such strong anti-detection experience. "

In this day and age, unlike the information explosion era of later generations, you can see everything on the Internet, and as long as you are willing, you can learn a lot.

At this time, if you want to learn something, you either have to go to school or find a teacher. Some things cannot be taught in school. For example, the anti-detection experience when committing a crime, this thing cannot be taught even in school, it is accumulated over time.

There are many things that ordinary people cannot even touch. Take the most common thing like wearing gloves when committing a crime to avoid leaving fingerprints. Most people don’t have this awareness at all.

For example, the Qian brothers who went to his house to steal things last time left a lot of fingerprints and footprints in his house.

"Well, we've thought of what you said. We started the self-examination right after the Chinese New Year, but..."

"No, no, no, Zhihai, I'm not saying that I suspect there are problems within your organization." Li Yancheng simply shook his head and denied his statement.

"What is that? Who else besides us can get access to this kind of professional training?"

Jin Zhihai, who was interrupted, was a little confused and asked in surprise.

"Have you forgotten that there were schools for training police officers before liberation?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten this, but everyone who served as a police officer before liberation has a record, and we have investigated them all."

“What if that person didn’t file a record?”

"That's impossible." Jin Zhihai shook his head and denied Li Yancheng's statement.

"See, your mind is still not open."

"How to say?"

"If that person was not a policeman in Beijing before liberation, but worked somewhere else, and came here after liberation, and then mentioned a different occupation when registering, would the registration officer know about it?"

"Huh?" Jin Zhihai was slightly stunned, then nodded in affirmation: "What you said is really possible. In 1948 and 1949, many people came to Beijing from other places. When he registered, he was afraid of being implicated by his previous work experience and chose to conceal it. There must be such people.

But... there is absolutely no way to check this."

Li Yancheng shrugged his shoulders. If the police couldn't do anything about investigating someone, then who else could? The key point was that there was really no way to investigate. All that could be seen in the files was the information reported by the person concerned himself.

During the war, there was no way to verify the authenticity of the information, otherwise there would not have been tens of thousands of enemy spies left behind to stir up trouble.

Jin Zhihai raised his hand and patted Li Yancheng's arm: "Brother, thank you, it's a good idea to come to your place today. No matter what, you have provided me with a new idea."

"Call me brother"

"Bullshit, others may not know, but I should know. Your date of birth was made up by Grandpa Li, so who knows when you were born? You might even be a year younger than me. You want me to call you brother? No way."

These two have been arguing since they were young about who should call whom brother. Judging from the registered age, Li Yancheng is half a year older than Jin Zhihai, but no one can tell their actual age.

Li Yancheng suddenly fell silent, smoking without saying a word.

Jin Zhihai was shocked by his behavior. To be precise, what he said just now was indeed hurtful, but he had been doing this since he was a child, and he never cared about it. But now...

"Hey, hey, hey, I don't mean anything else."

Li Yancheng turned around and looked at his childhood friend who was already a little nervous, grinned, raised his hand and punched him in the chest.

"Don't worry, I don't care about that, I just want to say..."

(End of this chapter)

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