Serial sin

Chapter 783 The Red Stripe

After a busy day, Song Zikuan returned to the guest house after dinner, sat at the desk and took out a portable notebook from his body to record the work progress of the past two days.

He admitted that at the beginning he was a little dissatisfied with Ouyang Shuangjie's neglect of him, and he even thought that the Lincheng police felt a little xenophobic.In fact, this was his delusion. There was a reason why Ouyang Shuangjie didn't let him get into the actual work right away, because in Song Zikuan's mind, he initially believed that these murders were related to the theft and sale of human organs, which brought With preconceived ideas, Ouyang Shuangjie felt that Song Zikuan would be influenced subjectively, so he had to hang him out for a few days.

After Song Zikuan finished writing, he closed the notebook and let out a long breath.

The phone rang, and it was the leader of the Metropolitan City Bureau.

"Zikuan, I heard that your cooperation with Lin Cheng is not very pleasant?" the bureau leader asked.

Song Zikuan was a little embarrassed. He said something casually when he was talking to their captain, but he didn't expect it to reach Ju's ears.

Song Zikuan coughed twice: "Chiju, it's just a misunderstanding. Now I get along very well with Captain Ouyang, and I have learned a lot from him."

Chi Ju smiled: "Well, that's right, we must pay attention to solidarity with others, I know this Ouyang Shuangjie, they are very capable, and they are also modest and easy to get along with, they are Confucian policemen, scholar type , as for you, sometimes you are arrogant and arrogant, and you have to let go of your figure and learn from others. By the way, is there any progress in the case?"

Song Zikuan reported the case he had learned these days to Chi Ju, and Chi Ju said after hearing it: "I really didn't expect this case to be so complicated, so you can stay in Lincheng with peace of mind. Let us know."

After hanging up the phone, Song Zikuan smiled self-deprecatingly. He thought about all the things he had come to Lincheng. It seemed that Chiju was right. He had a certain sense of superiority from the beginning, and even looked down on Linchengju. People, even Ouyang Shuangjie's "Little Poirot" himself has come up with something to say, saying that he has earned his reputation in vain.

Most of the problem really lies with himself, but Ouyang Shuangjie didn't target himself because of this, and there is a big gap between himself and Ouyang Shuangjie in terms of his heart and tolerance.

"Dong dong", there was a knock on the door, Song Zikuan walked over to open the door, and Ouyang Shuangjie was standing outside, Ouyang Shuangjie smiled and said, "Haven't you slept yet?" Song Zikuan said, "It's still early, why don't you?" We don't have the habit of going to bed early at all in this line of work, is there something wrong?"

Ouyang Shuangjie said: "Since you haven't slept yet, go somewhere with me."

Song Zikuan asked where he was going, and Ouyang Shuangjie said to Liu Laosan's residence.

The car arrived at Liu Laosan's residence in Jiaotong Lane, and the door was still sealed by the police.

Ouyang Shuangjie broke the seal, took out the key and opened the door.He asked Zhang Ping for the key. Zhang Ping and the others had already searched Liu Laosan's house, but found nothing.However, if Zhang Ping and the others didn't find out, it doesn't mean that Ouyang Shuangjie wouldn't find out either. The two people focused on different cases and had different perspectives.

"The antiques in this room should be worth a lot of money!" Song Zikuan said softly.

Ouyang Shuangjie said "Yes": "The provincial department invited experts to make a preliminary estimate. The things in this house are worth more than 400 million. Liu Laosan was already famous in Lincheng more than [-] years ago, and he is a widow." It's not surprising that a person who is very low-key on weekdays can save this money."

"Where's his bank cash account?" Song Zikuan asked.

Ouyang Shuangjie said that Liu Laosan's cash account in the bank is about [-] yuan, Song Zikuan chuckled: "It seems that their business is really good at making money, and it's a business without capital, so they can make money without losing money."

But Ouyang Shuangjie shook his head: "You can't say that. There are many people who starve to death in this industry. The reason why Liu Laosan has so much money is that he entered the industry early, and secondly, he may have some skills. , if he smashed his own brand every time, do you think he would have so many clients?"

"Fengshui fortune teller, how should I put it, I don't believe it." Song Zikuan said.

Ouyang Shuangjie said that he didn't believe it either, but this world is like this, existence is reasonable, and China has been able to continue this business for thousands of years, so there is a reason for it, so there is no need to worry about such things.

"I don't know how much money that woman took from him?" Song Zikuan thought of Gu Chunmei, and Ouyang Shuangjie said: "Gu Chunmei has a grudge against Liu Laosan. She said Liu Laosan is too stingy. I guess Liu Laosan San really didn't give her too much. Think about it, Liu Laosan is a smart man, he knows his own conditions, and he knows why a woman like Gu Chunmei wants to get close to him, isn't it just for money? If there are too many, he will no longer be able to control this woman, but the woman will abandon him at any time, he must ensure that the water will flow, only in this way can he be able to tie the woman."

Ouyang Shuangjie answered softly while flipping through the cabinet.

Song Zikuan was also checking, and the two chatted casually again.

After about four and ten minutes, both men ended their search of the room.

"Did you find anything?" Ouyang Shuangjie asked Song Zikuan.

Song Zikuan shook his head, he didn't find anything of value: "What about you?" He asked Ouyang Shuangjie back.

Ouyang Shuangjie smiled: "There should be!"

As he spoke, he took a shoe box from the flat cabinet behind him, opened it, and inside were a dozen red cloth strips, and there was a small pattern in the middle of all the red cloth strips, the pattern was like a lotus flower, and the lotus flower was wrapped In gossip.

"What is this?" Song Zikuan was very puzzled.

Ouyang Shuangjie took out a strip of cloth and tied it on his head, Song Zikuan said, "Headband?"

Ouyang Shuangjie shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know yet, but I think it's something tied to the head or hands and feet." Song Zikuan still didn't quite understand: "But what does this mean?"

Ouyang Shuangjie said: "If it is a logo, a totem, then it means the logo of a group. Of course, it may also be something like a spell, but I think we should first find out what the pattern is. What!"

Song Zikuan looked at Ouyang Shuangjie: "Captain Ouyang, do you have any ideas?"

Ouyang Shuangjie did have some ideas, but he himself felt that this idea was too bold, and he didn't want to tell Song Zikuan what he thought just yet, in his opinion, that possibility was really not great.

Ouyang Shuangjie sighed: "I don't have any idea, let's figure out the meaning of this pattern first."

Ouyang Shuangjie was going to show this thing to Yin Chengji. Yin Chengji was an expert in folklore in Qianzhou Province, and he also had a lot of research on religion. Maybe he could see something.As long as the meaning of this pattern is clarified, the next investigation will have a direction.

After leaving Traffic Lane, it was past eleven o'clock when Ouyang Shuangjie sent Song Zikuan back to the guest house. Originally, he wanted to go to Professor Yin's house now, but it was indeed too late, and he had to wait until tomorrow.

Ouyang Shuangjie returned home and sat in front of the computer in his room.

He hopes to find out the origin of this pattern on the Internet, even if it is a similar pattern.

But he checked for a long time, but still found nothing.

What does this pattern represent?The easiest way is to ask Liu Laosan, but will he answer honestly?
(End of this chapter)