You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 101 The Charm of Middle-Aged Men.

Li Haibo initially held Yang Jinwen in contempt, and his arrival at the Four Hutongs was under orders from his superiors; he didn't think they would find anyone.

But the investigative directions Yang Jinwen mentioned instantly cleared his previously muddled mind.

Li Haibo took a breath and immediately said, "Last night, I looked at Zhang Tianqiao's file. Fifteen years ago, he got drunk and returned to the staff dormitory of the agricultural machinery factory. He happened to run into Yuan, with whom he had a conflict, downstairs."

At the time, Mr. Yuan and his wife had just finished dinner and were taking a walk in the yard.

Zhang Tianqiao and Yuan had a prior conflict, and since Zhang Tianqiao was a local thug, Yuan was trying to avoid him.

Who knew that when this bastard saw Yuan's wife holding her one-year-old child, he went up to touch the child's face and even chuckled as he touched Yuan's wife's breasts.

Yuan struggled with him, and the two started fighting in the yard.

Zhang Tianqiao delivered a flying kick, knocking Yuan to the ground. Yuan's head hit the steps of the flower bed, and that's how he died.

If anyone hated Zhang Tianqiao the most, it was the Yuan family.

Upon hearing this, Wen Mo nodded: "Where does the Yuan family live?"

"It's right inside Xiama Hutong."

After pondering for a moment, Wen Mo instructed, "Here's what we'll do, Captain Zhang, give us some men, Lao Jiang and Lao Xu, you two take men to pawnshops and shops that sell gold jewelry to investigate. If anyone is selling large quantities of gold and silver jewelry of unknown origin, notify us immediately."

"Old Zheng, Old He, and Yang Jinwen, let's go to Xiama Hutong together and ask the Yuan family about the situation."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and after discussing the details, they began to take action.

At the very end of Xiama Hutong is a T-shaped street, and the buildings on the horizontal side are welfare housing built in the 1980s.

In addition to the staff housing of the agricultural machinery factory, there were also welfare houses allocated to workers by cotton mills, meat processing plants, and other factories.

The buildings are separated by walls, but the walls are no more than three meters high and are easy to climb.

After Li Haibo came out of the duty room, he said to Wen Mo, "Building 5, Room 202, the two security guards in the duty room have never seen Zhang Tianqiao come here."

When the group arrived at the place, they knocked on the door, and a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old opened it.

The girl saw five or six adult men standing outside, some carrying handbags and others with bags tucked under their arms, looking menacing.

She immediately wanted to close the door.

Li Haibo blocked her with his hand, took out his ID and handed it to her: "Little sister, hello, uncle is not a bad person, we are police officers."

The girl blinked: "Who are you looking for?"

"Does Yuan Lang live here?"

The girl shook her head: "My dad died a long time ago."

After saying that, she repeated, "He was beaten to death..."

Li Haibo nodded: "I know, where's your mother?"

"Inside the house."

Just as the girl finished speaking, a middle-aged woman's voice came from inside the house: "Qiuqiu, who is outside?"

The girl let go of the door and walked into the house, replying, "Mom, it's the police."

"public security?"

The woman came out of the kitchen on the right, near the balcony, wiped her hands with her apron, and saw a group of adult men walking in through the door.

She instinctively pulled her daughter behind her: "You..."

Wen Mo pressed his hand down and laughed, "Don't be nervous, we really are police officers."

Wen Mo is described as having a refined appearance, wearing glasses, and possessing the image of a cultured intellectual.

When the woman heard him say that, her expression immediately relaxed. He was handsome, and a middle-aged handsome man at that, which was indeed attractive to married women.

"Then please sit down, I'll get you some water."

Wen Mo waved his hand: "No need, we're just here to ask a few questions."

"It's no trouble at all," the woman smiled.

She pushed her daughter into the bedroom, then went to the kitchen, poured a cup of hot water, and handed it to Wen Mo: "Be careful, it's hot. Please sit down."

He Jinbo, Zheng Kang, and Li Haibo looked at each other like three marmots.

They didn't know how they were inferior to Wen Mo, who specifically poured water for Wen Mo and completely ignored them.

Indeed, this world is all about looks!
Wen Mo sat down on the sofa; of course, he was the only one sitting, while everyone else stood beside him. "We wanted to ask about your husband, Yuan Lang."

The woman sat opposite him, brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a gold earring.

"He's been dead for fifteen years, what are you doing here?"

My condolences.

Wen Mo put down her teacup and steered the conversation: "Fifteen years ago, the person who accidentally killed your husband was Zhang Tianqiao, right?"

Upon hearing the name, the woman's pupils contracted.

"Zhang Tianqiao was released from prison two weeks ago. Have you seen him?"

The woman shook her head: "Never seen him before. What do you want with him?"

Are you sure you haven't seen it before?

“No.”

Upon hearing her answer, both He Jinbo and Li Haibo sighed; this line of investigation was now hopeless.

But Zheng Kang narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Yang Jinwen, who was staring intently at the woman's profile.

Zheng Kang frowned, reached out and patted Yang Jinwen on the back, telling him to be mindful of his behavior.

Seeing that she couldn't get any information about Zhang Tianqiao's whereabouts, Wen Mo glanced at He Jinbo and the others. Seeing that they didn't have any questions either, she stood up and said, "That's all then, thank you."

The woman nodded and saw them to the door.

Wen Mo stood in the corridor and shrugged: "No chance."

He Jinbo sighed: "That's true. Zhang Tianqiao, Li Tianquan and Yong Wancai were plotting a big heist in prison. After he gets out, he will definitely be very cautious. It won't be so easy to find him."

I don't think so.

He Jinbo turned to look at Yang Jinwen. Everyone else was getting ready to go downstairs, but he was still standing there.

Immediately afterwards, they saw Yang Jinwen knock on room 201.

As Wen Mo and the others retreated, the door to room 201 opened, and a woman in her fifties appeared inside.

"Who are you looking for?"

Yang Jinwen smiled and said, "Auntie, we are police officers. Can we go in and ask you a few questions?"

"I thought you were here to sell rat poison. Come on in."

Yang Jinwen went into the house, and Wen Mo and the others immediately followed.

"What are you all trying to do? Arrest a murderer?"

"Auntie, what's your surname?"

"My surname is Ma."

"Aunt Ma, you look like a cultured person."

"That's right, I was an accountant at an agricultural machinery factory before I retired."

"Please sit down, I'll pour you some water."

Yang Jinwen waved his hand: "No need, we just want to ask about Yuan Lang's wife."

"Bai Xiaochun?"

Yang Jinwen nodded: "That's right, it's her."

Aunt Ma sneered, "Why are you asking her about that slut?"

"I want to ask about the matter between her husband Yuan Lang and Zhang Tianqiao fifteen years ago."

“Zhang the scoundrel?” Aunt Ma frowned. “I saw this guy not long ago.”

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people standing in the room immediately froze.

So they've found the person?

Wen Mo, He Jinbo, Zheng Kang, and Li Haibo all looked at Yang Jinwen, but the latter did not show any surprise.

"Auntie, where have you seen Zhang Tianqiao before?"

(End of this chapter)