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

Chapter 382 Large-Scale Investigation! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

'Brother Ma' was stunned and before he could react, he was slapped on the other side of his face.

"Hey hey!"

"*An hit someone!"

'Brother Ma' pretended to lie down on the ground. Yang Jinwen, with a cold face, squatted down and stared at him intently.

"Locking you in a detention center and letting you eat and drink for free might be too easy for you. Or... how about I put you in a mental hospital? What do you think?"

"No... I won't make a fuss anymore, please don't!"

"Brother Ma" waved his hand, snot dripping down his beard.

He never expected that the seemingly gentle young criminal police officer in front of him would be even more ruthless than the female police officer in front of him, resorting to violence at the slightest provocation.

Moreover, the technical police officers surveying the wasteland heard his cries of pain but didn't even glance at him.

"Brother Ma" immediately backed down: "Don't hit me, don't hit me..."

Yang Jinwen raised his chin: "What's your name?"

'Brother Ma' swallowed hard and remained silent.

Yang Jinwen then asked, "You committed a crime before, right?"

'Brother Ma' quickly waved his hand: 'No... absolutely not.'

"So that's what a migrant worker is?"

"No...no."

"Then lock him up as an unregistered resident."

If someone is truly treated as an unregistered resident, they will be nameless and faceless, and no one will care whether they live or die.

Knowing the gravity of the situation, 'Brother Ma' quickly said, 'My name is Hong Xiang.'

"Where are you from?"

"From Annam."

"You're perfectly capable, why don't you find something to do?"

“I can’t find it.”

"That means you've committed a crime."

"No, police officer...sir, I'm innocent!"

"Do you know Li Song and Fan Chuanping?"

"Who? Those two from the shelter?"

"That's them."

“I know them.” Hong Xiang nodded. “They come to the bridge every week.”

"We brought you food?"

"Ah."

"Do they know who they have conflicts with?"

"do not know."

Yang Jinwen squinted: "You really don't know? Don't you have a conflict with them? Don't you hate them?"

Hong Xiang shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum: "I really don't know, their disappearance has nothing to do with me."

Yang Jinwen glanced at Cai Ting, who smiled. Clearly, Sister Cai hadn't told this person the truth.

Yang Jinwen turned his face and continued to ask, "I'll have you identify two people."

Hong Xiang quickly nodded: "Okay, okay, I will definitely cooperate!"

Wu Daqing ran to the car, took out Yang Jinwen's briefcase, and then pulled out a large sketchbook from it.

Yang Jinwen took it and held it in front of Hong Xiang.

Do you know these two people?

Hong Xiang raised his hand and wiped the snot off his lips with his sleeve.

He blinked hard, wondering if he had caught a cold and his vision was blurry.

The two people in the portrait are only drawn with their height outlines; their faces are not shown.

You have no shame? What right do you have to make me acknowledge you?

Yang Jinwen said, "The person is between 1.6 and 1.65 meters tall, wearing a long black woolen coat, and has a slight limp in his left leg."

The other person was slightly taller, about 1.75 to 1.8 meters, wearing a dark blue and white down jacket and a woolen head covering. Do you remember them?

Hong Xiang frowned, then nodded: "Yes, I do have some recollection of it."

Do you remember their faces?

“I’ve seen the face of that lame man.”

Where have you seen them before?

"They came through the bridge arch."

Yang Jinwen's gaze sharpened: "What are they doing here?"

Hong Xiang shook his head: "I don't know. I thought they came to kick us out, but they didn't. It seemed like they were looking for someone. Anyway, they were all looking at our faces."

And they come every now and then.

Did they say anything to those homeless people?

Hong Xiang blinked: "Let me think about it..."

Yang Jinwen took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and handed it to him.

Hong Xiang nodded gratefully, quickly took the bag, and took a deep breath.

"This is Hua Zi. I haven't smoked it in so many years, but it still tastes the same."

Cat couldn't stand these people smoking good cigarettes and wanted to stop Yang Jinwen, but unfortunately, he didn't have any cheap cigarettes to replace them.

Hearing Hong Xiang sigh, Maozi questioned, "Looks like you used to have a good life?"

Hong Xiang nodded: "It's true that I used to be successful."

Yang Jinwen urged, "Stop talking nonsense and think of something quickly."

Hong Xiang didn't even think about it. He put a cigarette down to the filter before speaking: "I remember, the tall guy asked the cripple, 'Does this person look like him?' and the cripple shook his head."

I don't know what they do, or what this means.

They came to the bridge three times in total, each time looking for someone, and each time they said the same two sentences: "Does it look like someone?"

"Did they draw blood from those homeless people?" "No."

"Really do not have?"

"I dare not lie."

"You're the boss among these homeless people, haven't you ever questioned them?"

Hong Xiang waved his hand: "I dare not, those two don't look like good people."

Cai Ting snorted: "You dare to bully those who are good to you?"

“Uh…” Hong Xiang didn’t dare to look at her.

Yang Jinwen said, "I'll ask you again, did these two people take anyone away from under the bridge?"

Hong Xiang rolled his eyes: "No."

"how do you know?"

"Boss, it's winter now, and it's hard to find a warm place in winter. The bridge archway is safe, and no one is chasing us away."

Moreover, there are restaurants all around, so it's easy to find something to eat. And when we're all together, we can look out for each other, and the people at the shelter will also give us some food.

So, I know who's missing.

Cai Ting interjected, "You've never bullied those homeless people?"

Hong Xiang shook his head: "It's not about bullying. With me around, they still have food to eat. I distribute food according to work done, and I would never bully the weak."

Even without me, people like me would still exist. They would not only be bullied, but also beaten, and might even be killed.

Cai Ting wasn't going to give him a friendly look: "That's not what I saw, those two women..."

Hong Xiang argued confidently: "Those two women just came up to me directly. I didn't force them, nor did I do anything to them."

You have never been frozen, never been hungry, never been homeless, and have no idea what it's like outside.

Take one of the women, for example. You can see that her entire body is covered in sores. She has a sexually transmitted disease. She used to be a prostitute, but she was lazy and didn't have the money to get treatment. Without my protection, she would have been killed long ago.

There was another woman who was kicked out by her husband. She had affairs, gambled, done everything. Without me, she couldn't survive outside.

"Hey, you fucking portray yourself as quite righteous," Cai Ting said angrily.

When Hong Xiang saw her raise her hand, he quickly dodged to the side, but the slap didn't land.

He chuckled and said, "Of course, I'm not a good person, but I'm not a bad person either. I don't like those two people in the shelter because they don't like me, so I certainly don't feel grateful to them."

Yang Jinwen squinted at him, thinking that this man was glib and could turn black into white, and he wondered how much of what he said was true.

He placed the sketchbook on the front page and showed the other person the portrait of the old lady.

"Take another look at her. Have you seen her before?"

Hong Xiang squinted, examined it carefully, and nodded: "I've seen it before."

"Are you from under the bridge?"

"No, it wasn't cold yet, probably in October, I saw this old woman under the Weihe Second Bridge."

"what is her name?"

How would I know her name?

"The Second Bridge archway?"

"Yes, there are also a bunch of homeless people there, mostly elderly men and women, most of whom were kicked out of their homes by their sons and daughters."

Do you know anyone under the Second Yangtze River Bridge?

"Yes, I know their boss."

“Okay.” Yang Jinwen took out a pencil and instructed, “Describe what those two people who went under the bridge look like.”

Hong Xiang rubbed his hands together and exhaled a puff of white mist.

Seeing this, Yang Jinwen said, "Take him to the car and give him a coat to wear."

"It's still the leaders who care about us homeless people." Hong Xiang said with a smile.

Based on his description, Yang Jinwen verified it repeatedly and spent more than an hour before he was able to create a portrait of the two suspects.

Looking at the two of them, Yang Jinwen narrowed his eyes and handed it to Maozi: "Print it out quickly, we'll need it for the investigation later."

"Okay, I'll go to the brick factory's office next door and borrow their printer." Maozi led Li Yang away at a jog.

At this moment, Hong Xiang kept wiping his nose, his cheeks flushed red.

Yang Jinwen looked at him, took out his wallet, and stuffed a hundred yuan into his hand.

"Go see a doctor, and use the rest of the money to buy some food."

Hong Xiang quickly clutched the money in his hand, laughing as he said, "How could I possibly accept that?"

"Be kinder to the homeless people under the bridge, be a good person, okay?"

“No, I don’t do good people.” Hong Xiang shook his head: “I only do what I consider to be a good person, but I will never bully others.”

"also."

"Oh, right." Hong Xiang glanced at the wasteland outside the car window.

The police officers from the technical team continued to survey the scene around the silver minivan, but the work was nearing its end, and a tow truck had arrived on the side of the road to tow the minivan away.

Hong Xiang had seen the van a while ago, but hadn't dared to ask about it.

At this moment, he asked the question that had been bothering him: "Officer, what exactly happened to those two people in the shelter? If they were missing, you criminal police officers certainly wouldn't look for them; that's the responsibility of the local police station."

After thinking for a moment, Yang Jinwen chose to answer him honestly: "I was murdered."

"Dead...dead?" Hong Xiang's eyes widened.

He clicked his tongue and sighed, saying, "You slapped me twice, I wasn't wronged, and they didn't deserve to die."

Yang Jinwen didn't reply to him, but closed the car door and said to Cai Ting and Li Yang, "Take him to the Second Bridge underpass and ask."

"Okay." Cai Ting nodded.

"You brought a gun, didn't you?"

"Don't worry, I brought an extra magazine."

"Be careful," Yang Jinwen reminded him.

After Cai Ting and Li Yang drove away, he turned around.

Vehicles from the police station, patrol team, and public security brigade were parked on the road. More than a hundred people got out of the vehicles and were waiting for Yang Jinwen to give the order to start today's large-scale search and manhunt for the two murderers!

This was the day after the incident!
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