Rebirth 2014: I, the King of Criminal Investigation

Chapter 79 That Mountain Village Has Another Name

The two waited in the room for a while.

As expected, the policeman named Dong Bo did not come up to find them.

About five minutes later, Yu Dazhang saw from the window that Dong Bo walked out of the hotel and returned to the black car.

Watching the vehicle leave, Yu Dazhang knew that he didn't have much time left.

The other party has begun to doubt that if no evidence is found, what will happen next will be beyond his prediction.

How did the two missing police officers finally determine that there was something wrong in Shuishouyingzi Village?
I have tested them by using the tactic of striking the mountain to scare the tiger, but they can't do it. Time is not a problem for them.

So there is no need to do that kind of thing.

Given plenty of time, what would they do?
Yu Dazhang stared out the window and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he turned and looked at Zhang Sen:
"Come on, let's go outside for a walk."

When he came to the street, Yu Dazhang walked into a small supermarket and bought two packs of cigarettes and two lighters.

After coming out, he handed a box to Zhang Sen:
"We will split up and find those old people who are chatting together. We will give them cigarettes to get close to them, and then find out what is going on in Shuishouyingzi Village."

This investigative method is not uncommon and is a covert investigation method often used by criminal investigators.

Yu Dazhang just considered the two police officers' perspective on solving the case and felt that this was the most reliable method.

I had asked about the situation on the mountain at both the hotel and the inn, but the information I got was very little.

The most useful information is that there is a village on the mountain called Shuishouyingzi Village.

Every time I wanted to talk about something specific, the other party would always find an excuse to evade me.

Later, Yu Dazhang also figured it out.

When businesses open their doors to do business, it is natural that they would rather do less than more.

There are a few stupid people doing business, and they know very well that trouble comes from the mouth.

So it is difficult to get important information out of them.

If the two missing police officers wanted to get important clues, they could only ask ordinary local people.

Especially the elderly who gather together to chat.

They have lived in the local area for the longest time and are also the group that likes to gossip the most.

It is best to get information from them.

At the same time, the two also agreed on a time, regardless of whether they had found out the news or not, they had to return to the hotel in half an hour.

After the two separated, Yu Dazhang walked towards another street.

After a while, I found several old men gathered around a stone table in a small square.

When I walked over, I saw that they were sitting around a chessboard on a stone table, talking in a lively manner.

"This chess game is about moving the horse! Moving the horse!" An old man with gray hair was so anxious that he jumped up and down.

"Move the car horizontally and grab the cannon!" Another old man was also very anxious.

"The middle lane is blocked, can't you see that the other side has an iron bolt?!"

Seeing this scene, Yu Dazhang nodded with satisfaction.

No matter where you are, there is always a group of chess enthusiasts who, no matter how good they are at chess, will come over and give crazy advice.

That's a good tip. The more people like this, the more they talk nonsense.

It's harder than climbing to the sky to get them to keep a secret.

This is the kind of person you need to find to get information.

"Uncle, uncle, don't get excited."

Yu Dazhang squeezed in, opened his cigarette case, took out a few and held them in his hand:
"Draw it, draw it all, come on, come on, draw a circle."

The old men were stunned at first, and no one noticed when the fat man squeezed in.

Two old men suddenly lost their footing and almost fell down, and one of them bumped into Yu Dazhang.

"Hey, what's wrong with you..."

Just as he was about to scold him, he swallowed his words immediately when he saw Yu Dazhang handing him a cigarette.

Don't hit someone who smiles at you, especially when they are offering you a cigarette.

After sending it around, Yu Dazhang said to the uncles with a smile on his face:
"Excuse me, I heard there is a village on the nearby mountain. I want to know how many households there are in the village?"

There is no need to hide anything when chatting with these uncles.

Since the cigarettes have been distributed, it is normal to ask some questions.

"From outside the city?" asked an old man.

"Yes." Yu Dazhang responded quickly:

"My family wants to rent a piece of land on the mountain and build a farmhouse that can be used for breeding and accommodation."

This is just something he made up at random, without considering its rationality at all.

But it doesn’t matter. He believes that these uncles don’t know whether it is possible to build a farmhouse on the mountain.

Sure enough, none of these uncles had any doubts.

One of them even advised: "You can do business anywhere else, why do you have to come here? This town is too chaotic and people can't stay here."

There is a way... Yu Dazhang immediately replied:
"Tell me more about it."

"What else is there to say?" The old man looked very angry:
"This town is mostly run by locals. It's hard for outsiders to gain a foothold here without connections."

How did it get to the town... Yu Dazhang found that he couldn't keep up with the old man's train of thought.

"Is it like this in the mountains?" He brought the subject back.

"You mean the sailor's camp?" another old man interrupted.

"There are only about a dozen households in that village, and they are very xenophobic. We locals can't get in touch with them."

Otherwise, you have to find an old man to chat with.

He can open his heart to you in just a few words, saying whatever he knows without hiding anything.

"Tie another circle!"

Yu Dazhang took out another cigarette from the cigarette box and handed it to the old men one by one.

"Oh, no, I haven't finished smoking yet."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

This makes the old men feel embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's prepare it first." Yu Dazhang insisted and stuffed it into their hands.

After some politeness, the old men all put a cigarette on their ears.

"That..." Yu Dazhang thought for a moment and asked:

"Why is the village called Sailor Camp? It sounds weird."

He asked this simply to steer the conversation toward that village.

As for why it was called Sailor's Camp, he had no interest in knowing.

That's how you get information.

Not all topics will bring you unexpected gains.

"I know that." One of the uncles immediately responded:

"It seemed to be around 1985. At that time, the village on the mountain was deserted. Some of the older people died, and the rest moved away with their children."

"A few years later, probably..."

The old man got stuck here, and it seemed that he was recalling the specific year.

"No need to go into too much detail, just keep it brief." Yu Dazhang said quickly.

He was afraid that the old man would talk endlessly.

Time was limited, he only had half an hour, and fifteen minutes had already passed.

Unexpectedly, the old man was so persistent and insisted on remembering the specific year.

"It was probably in 1990. Yes, it was 1990. I was in my 40s and 20s that year and had just moved back from another place."

"At that time, a group of people came who claimed to be sailors all year round."

"They heard there was a deserted village on the mountain, so they settled there."

"Maybe because they are all sailors, they named the village Sailor Camp."

"But these people basically don't interact with locals, they just come down occasionally to buy some daily necessities."

After he said this, the old men who were watching the chess game became interested.

They no longer focused on the chessboard, but started talking while smoking.

"You know nothing! Those people in the mountains have had several fights with our locals."

"I've heard about this, too. It's said that some people from the town went for a stroll in the mountains, and somehow a fight broke out."

"Those guys in the mountains are really wild. These people in town can't beat them at all."

"Yes, look who dares to go up now."

By the end of the conversation, Yu Dazhang had nothing to do with it anymore.

The uncles became more and more excited as they talked, and simply left him aside.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yu Dazhang turned around and left, returning to the hotel.

After entering the house, he saw Zhang Sen was already waiting for him inside.

As soon as he saw Yu Dazhang coming back, Zhang Sen quickly got up and pulled him into the house. When closing the door, he took a special look to see if there was anyone outside.

"Why are you doing it so sneakily?" Yu Dazhang asked.

"Listen to me first." Zhang Sen looked cautious and lowered his voice:

"The village on the hill has another name."

"What's your name?" Yu Dazhang immediately became interested.

Zhang Sen swallowed his saliva:
"Kidnapper Village."

(End of this chapter)