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

Chapter 388 Murderer!

It was 6 p.m. that evening.

Yanghu District.

The night market near the former No. 6 Cotton Mill.

Yang Jinwen took a taxi to the intersection and saw Yao Weihua's car parked in the night market through the car window.

He took out his wallet and handed the fare to the driver.

The driver was a middle-aged woman. The driver's seat was enclosed by a stainless steel fence, through which only two fingers could be inserted.

The female driver turned around, but her face was obscured by the fence, so Yang Jinwen couldn't see her face clearly.

"Captain Yang, this trip is free."

Yang Jinwen frowned: "You know me?"

"Everyone in Tayan District and Xingye District who drives a taxi knows you. Have you forgotten that last month we were working with your Third Brigade to investigate a murderer?"

After the case was solved, we even took photos with your Third Brigade, and the photos were published in the Qincheng Evening News..."

The female driver tore down a photo that had been cut from a newspaper and was pasted on the center console, and showed it to Yang Jinwen: "Look, this is the photo. I'm the third one from the right in the sixth row. Do you remember me?"

Yang Jinwen tilted his head and finally saw the other person's face clearly.

“I remember you. You went to the hospital when Tao Junpeng was murdered.”

“That’s right.” The female driver laughed, “Your Third Brigade caught the murderer who killed Lao Zeng and Xiao Peng in just five days.”

As she spoke, the female driver tapped on the stainless steel fence surrounding her: "Because of this case, we applied to our unit and installed anti-robbery fences. It's much safer now."

"That's good." Yang Jinwen nodded and handed the money through the fence.

The female driver shook her head: "I already said, this trip is free. Your Third Brigade can take our bus for free in Tayan District and Xingye District!"

"That won't do." Without further ado, Yang Jinwen threw the five yuan in his hand into the box: "I'm a policeman, we have rules."

"Captain Yang, there's really no need for that!"

Yang Jinwen shook his head, knocked on the car door, and said, "Peaceful."

"Safe." The female driver nodded slightly, holding the money in her hand.

After Yang Jinwen left, the female driver picked up the car's wired walkie-talkie and called out, "Old Qian, are you guys nearby? Guess who I ran into?"
Captain Yang from our Third Brigade, I refused to take his money, but he insisted on paying. He's a really good policeman..."

After getting off the bus, Yang Jinwen looked at the night market. The night market was brightly lit, with stalls along the street selling all kinds of things.

Next to a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes, there was a stall selling steamed buns. The tricycle had bamboo steamers on it, with the top layer covered with a cotton quilt.

A middle-aged woman, wearing a scarf and gloves, stood in front of a tricycle, calling out, "Selling steamed buns! We have them all: pork buns, leek buns, and pickled cabbage buns!"

Fifty meters from the stall, Yang Jinwen opened the car door and got into Yao Weihua's car.

“Captain Yang.” Yao Weihua sat behind the steering wheel.

Feng Xiaocai also called out. She sat in the passenger seat and pointed to the middle-aged woman selling steamed buns: "Captain Yang, that woman is Geng Hao's lover."

Have you been in contact with them?

Yao Weihua shook his head: "If you don't say anything, how dare we alert them? By the way, have Maozi and Daqing confirmed their identities?"

Yang Jinwen nodded: "Geng Hao was one of the thugs who killed Li Song and Fan Chuanping."

Yao Weihua clapped his hands: "Great! After three whole days of investigation, we've finally identified one of the criminals. We're not far from solving the case!"

Feng Xiaocai asked, "So what do we do now? Just squat here and wait for someone to show up?"

Yang Jinwen squinted: "Wait for her to get off work."

Time passed slowly. During this time, Maozi and Wu Daqing arrived from the prison in Gaolin District and reported the situation to Yang Jinwen in the car.

Bao Qingyun and Geng Hao, who are currently serving time in a labor camp, are close friends. They used to work at the No. 6 Cotton Mill. In 1994, they were both fired from the factory for stealing and selling cotton from the factory.

Starting in 94, the two men mingled in society, following a group of people to commit crimes, including theft and robbery, but mainly they stole bicycles and motorcycles.

In February 1996, this group clashed with another group over territory, which escalated into a full-blown brawl.

Bao Qingyun bought a replica Type 54 pistol on the black market and fired it during the brawl, wounding one of his mortal enemies.

To cover up the fact that he fired the gun and to avoid being implicated by the police, he handed the gun over to Geng Hao for safekeeping. Geng Hao was not involved in the fight.

After Bao Qingyun was arrested by the police, he insisted that he did not fire the gun. In the end, unable to withstand the pressure, he revealed Geng Hao's name.

From the first half of 96 until now, the public security authorities have been looking for Geng Hao and have also visited his family members many times, but his family members do not know where he is.

Yao Weihua snorted: "If you can't find out where they are, aren't they all right under your nose? Who's investigating this case?"

Maozi replied, "The case was handled by the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Gaolin District at the time."

Yao Weihua wanted to say something, but Feng Xiaocai pointed to the windshield.

"The person is gone."

Yao Weihua looked at Yang Jinwen sitting in the back seat.

"Follow."

"it is good."

A quarter of an hour later.

Jinfang New City – formerly the staff quarters of the Sixth Cotton Mill.

The woman parked her car downstairs in Unit 1 of Building C.

After getting off the tricycle, she carried the steamer basket on the tricycle with both hands and walked into the house.

This is the back of the building; the kitchen is inside.

By this time, it was completely dark. Only one light bulb hung on a concrete utility pole at the corner ahead.

A Mitsubishi SUV drove in from around the bend, casting a long shadow under the streetlights.

Yao Weihua glanced at the middle-aged woman carrying the steamer and asked, "Captain Yang, is she home?"

Yang Jinwen nodded, and after Yao Weihua stopped the car, he knocked on the car door and instructed, "Question him."

"it is good."

Yao Weihua, Feng Xiaocai, Maozi, and Wu Daqing also got off the car and followed behind Yang Jinwen.

At that moment, the middle-aged woman was parking her car under the awning at the back door.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up, her eyes filled with confusion.

"You are?"

"From the Municipal Public Security Bureau!" Feng Xiaocai flashed her ID in front of her.

"you……"

Yao Weihua asked, "Zhang Yuqin, where is your husband, Geng Hao?"

The woman lowered her head and replied nonchalantly, "The police station comes to ask every day and looks for him every day. How would I know where he is?"

"I haven't been home for two years. If you can find him, please let me know so I can divorce him."

"Didn't you hear me? We're not from the police station."

“Isn’t it the same?” The woman looked up. “I would like you to catch him. That way, I can find him every time.”

Yang Jinwen squinted, scrutinizing the woman's clothes. Her clothes were simple, and her hands had chilblains, which did indeed look like hands from long-term labor.

So he asked, "After you were laid off, you've been selling steamed buns?"

"Otherwise what?" the woman retorted. "Are we all supposed to starve? His parents and son depend on me for support. If he doesn't show up soon, I won't be able to hold on any longer."

"He hasn't called you? He hasn't come home?"

After parking the tricycle, the woman looked directly into Yang Jinwen's eyes and said, "I've already said that if you find him, just let me know. After I divorce him, I will only care about my son. As for his parents, I won't care whether they live or die!"

Just as the woman finished speaking, the back door suddenly opened, and a young man wearing a brand-new blue down jacket stood inside, frowning as he looked at Yang Jinwen and the others.

Then he looked at the woman and asked, "Mom, who are they?"

"This is none of your business. Go inside."

"Are they from the police station? Are they here looking for my dad again?"

"Come inside!" the woman called out.

The young man rolled his eyes, casting a vicious glare at Yang Jinwen and his group, before attempting to close the door.

"and many more!"

Yang Jinwen called out.

The young man paused, and the cat ran forward and blocked the door with its paw.

Yang Jinwen stepped forward, glanced at the other person's clothes and shoes, and then asked, "Do you know where your father, Geng Hao, is?"

Seeing this, the woman stepped forward and questioned, "Don't mess with my son. My son is still in school. He knows nothing about his father's affairs."

Yang Jinwen waved his hand, and Feng Xiaocai grabbed the woman's arm.

He said, "It's too cold outside, let's go inside and talk."

The young man shouted, "What right do you have to barge in? Get out, get out!"

Yao Weihua scoffed, "Didn't you learn any moral education? You have no manners at all."

The cat chimed in, "Exactly."

"My grandparents are in poor health, you will be bothering them..."

Yang Jinwen ignored him and went in through the back door. Sure enough, it was the kitchen. In the corner of the kitchen, there were bags of flour piled up. Going through, you would find the living room.

The house was old, and the cold wind blowing in from the kitchen was very chilly.

The TV wall is on the left side of the living room, the main entrance is diagonally in front, and there are two bedrooms on the right.

The door to one of the bedrooms was slightly ajar, and two elderly people were lying on the bed, seemingly already asleep.

The light in the other bedroom was also on. When Yang Jinwen went in, he saw a desk similar to a school desk placed on the head of the bed, with a desk lamp and several comic books on it.

There were several pairs of shoes under the bed, all brand new men's sneakers. In addition, Yang Jinwen opened the wardrobe, and most of the clothes inside were new.

Besides the boy's clothes, there were also clothes belonging to middle-aged women.

The coats and down jackets all looked like they had just been bought recently; one of the coats still had its tag hanging on the hem, and the tag hadn't been removed yet.

"What are you doing? Get out!"

Upon seeing Yang Jinwen inspecting the house, the woman cried out.

The young man's insults were even harsher: "I'm calling the police. You've barged into people's homes for no reason. What's the difference between you and thugs?"

Yang Jinwen turned around, glanced at the young man, then strode out of the bedroom, grabbed the man's shoulder, dragged him to the living room, and shoved him into the sofa.

"I'm asking you now, where is your father, Geng Hao?"

"My... my dad has been missing for two years, I... I don't know where he is..."

Yang Jinwen pointed at his face and said coldly, "Don't even think about lying. Just because your mother sells steamed buns, she can afford to buy you such expensive new clothes and sneakers."

"Tell me, where is your father, Geng Hao? Have you met him? If you dare lie, I'll send you to a juvenile detention center right now!"

(End of this chapter)