Animal Detective

Chapter 449 The Wrong Path

When Shen Xin received Wang Feng's call, he was having breakfast with Pan Wenhai.

There's a long-established restaurant serving Lianjiang's signature braised rice noodles, located to the left of the police station.

"The essence lies in this old-fashioned sauce. Each family has its own recipe. I've been to Lianjiang many times before, but I've always missed this one right outside their door," Pan Wenhai said as he ate.

Shen Xin took a bite, and it tasted good.

The rice noodles were smooth and tender, and the pork was fragrant and soft. He quickly invited He Jinglin and the others to eat together.

I just bought it, so don't let it cool down.

The two ate at the entrance of the garage.

He Jinglin and the others were busy in the garage when they heard the call. They quickly waved their hands and said there was no rush, and told Shen Xin to eat first.

Watching the group of people enthusiastically and excitedly collecting samples from a large ball of feces, Shen Xin silently sighed, "No job is easy."

When I had contact with Chen Wanbin before, I found that they were always dealing with feces.

This morning, Nanji finally pooped a big one.

He Jinglin and his team were overjoyed, as if they had found a treasure.

In their words, the elephant's physical condition can be monitored through its feces.

They didn't even have time for breakfast, busy collecting samples.

The smell was quite strong, otherwise Shen Xin wouldn't have been able to hide at the door to eat.

At that moment, Pan Wenhai received a call from Wang Feng.

“Dead person? Who is it?” Pan Wenhai asked casually.

The mere mention of the dead made Shen Xin's ears perk up like radar, and he lost all interest in the rice noodles in his hand.

A murder occurred?
On the other end of the phone, Wang Feng said something, and Pan Wenhai's expression suddenly changed drastically. He said urgently, "Wang Feng, are you seeing things?"

After he finished speaking, his hand holding the phone began to tremble uncontrollably, which showed the turmoil in his heart at that moment.

Wang Feng said, "I'm not sure, so I wanted you to come and confirm it."

Pan Wenhai said "okay" and hung up the phone.

He stood there, his expression shifting between light and dark.

Shen Xin asked, "Old Pan, what's wrong? Is something the matter?"

Pan Wenhai snapped out of his daze, quickly shook his head, and said, "Well, I'm going out for a bit, you eat."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Seeing that he was acting strangely and seemed uneasy, Shen Xin quickly put down his bowl and chased after him.

Just as I was about to say that I would go with him, a hurried shout came from behind me.

Shen Xin rolled his eyes, helplessly stopped, and could only watch Pan Wenhai quickly get into the car and leave.

Turning around again, Nanji had already hurriedly chased after him out of the garage.

"I do not go."

Shen Xin sighed, feeling helpless. Well, he was tied up again.

the other side.

Pan Wenhai had already rushed to the gas station in Gangmeng Township.

When they arrived, Wang Feng had already sent people to search for surveillance cameras along the route the car had left in, to see if they could find more footage.

Upon seeing Wang Feng, Pan Wenhai's facial features tightened with a serious expression, but his eyes were filled with panic. He asked in a deep voice where the video was.

Wang Feng pulled him to the screen and played the video.

The passenger got out of the car and greeted Zhu Kun.

With just one glance, Pan Wenhai's brows furrowed even more deeply.

I grabbed the mouse and replayed the video over and over again, searching for a clearer angle.

Wang Feng, standing nearby, said, "Old Pan, I can't believe it either, but the more I look at it, the more it looks like him. You know I usually don't mistake people for others."

He truly developed the ability to remember everything he saw.

Pan Wenhai didn't say anything, but kept looking at it again and again.

Wang Feng hesitated for a moment and said, "Old Pan, back then, Li Ping sent us a message asking for help, but we were too late. Later, Dan Ban said that he had already killed the person. Do you think Dan Ban might have lied to us?"

Upon hearing the name Li Ping, Pan Wenhai swayed, somewhat dazed. He hadn't heard that name in many years.

In my mind, I couldn't help but picture an unruly figure, resolutely walking into the darkness.

His words still seemed to echo in my ears: "Uncle Pan, my father was my only relative. He is dead, and I must avenge him myself. You can stop me today, but you won't be able to stop me in the future."

Pan Wenhai closed his eyes in pain, and after a long while opened them again, he glanced at the man who got out of the car and shook his head.

"Wang Feng, I'm not sure, I'm really not sure. It looks like it, but... but if this child isn't dead, why hasn't he come back?"

Pan Wenhai retorted loudly, his heart broken.

Wang Feng patted Pan Wenhai on the shoulder, wanting to offer some advice, but not knowing how.

The person they were talking about was named Fan Liping.

His father, Fan Xiaochuan, was Pan Wenhai's former squad leader.

Pan Wenhai joined the army in 02 and served under Fan Xiaochuan.

Fan Xiaochuan took special care of him and treated him like an older brother.

In late 03, during a mission, a fierce firefight broke out with drug traffickers, and Fan Xiaochuan heroically sacrificed his life to save Pan Wenhai.

He left behind a 12-year-old son, Fan Liping.

Fan Xiaochuan's father died early, and his wife died in childbirth, leaving behind only this one son. He never remarried and raised his son with great difficulty.

Two years after his sacrifice, his mother died of depression.

The remaining child, around ten years old, was raised by Pan Wenhai until adulthood.

Pan Wenhai wanted him to live a normal life.

He never expected that Fan Liping would take a different path. In 2010, Fan Liping, who had already come of age, disregarded Pan Wenhai's objections and secretly ran away to Myanmar.

Eleven years later, when Pan Wenhai received news of him again, he had already become a drug dealer.

Then they started passing messages over here, helping the police to crack down on several drug trafficking gangs.

In other words, he voluntarily became an undercover agent.

Outside the gas station.

Pan Wenhai squatted by the roadside, filled with remorse and self-blame, and said, "Wang Feng, I tried to persuade him, many times. I even knelt down before him and told him that the path he chose was wrong and not the right one."

"Fighting evil with evil will never end well."

“He wouldn’t listen; he was like a man possessed, believing that the path he was on was the right one.”

"You saw the result."

Pan Wenhai wiped his eyes and said, "I'm sorry to Squad Leader Fan. He died in my arms, with blood and foam coming out of his mouth, unable to speak."

“He held my hand tightly and kept looking at me. I knew what he wanted to say, so I really treated Liping like my own son, even closer than my own son. I would give my life for him.”

"But he wouldn't listen to me, and what happened..."

Pan Wenhai covered his face, unable to speak from the pain.

Wang Feng gripped Pan Wenhai's shoulder, remaining silent.

As Pan Wenhai said, fighting evil with evil will ultimately not end well.

In 12, Fan Liping set a trap to lure another drug dealer, Danban, into a deal.

Danban suffered huge losses in this deal, but he himself managed to escape unscathed.

Afterwards, Danban joined a larger drug cartel and began hunting down and retaliating against Fan Liping.

Fan Liping sent a message for help, but by the time they received the message, it was too late.

When Danban was arrested in 13, he confessed that he was the one who killed Fan Liping.

That's why Wang Feng said he saw a dead person when he saw the video.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Feng said, "Old Pan, although six years have passed and people may have changed, trust me, my eyes won't be wrong, this is Li Ping."

“Liping is still alive, that’s a good thing.”

“When we’re drinking together, you always say that you were too late back then and didn’t bring Liping back.”

"Now you have a chance. No matter what he's doing right now, let's find him and bring him back."

Pan Wenhai turned his head, looked at Wang Feng with a firm gaze, sniffed, and nodded vigorously.

(End of this chapter)