Reborn in 1995, Criminal Investigation Records

The identity of the second victim has been confirmed!

Following the address Zhao Jun gave Lin Sanmei, Zhou Yang and Fang Duo arrived at the medicinal herb market in Pingqing.

As soon as you get close, you're greeted by the refreshing scent of medicinal herbs; the various aromas blend together, creating a particularly invigorating fragrance.

"You know what, you get used to it after a while!" At first, Fang Duo tried to blow the air around her nose with her hand, but she gave up soon after. After accepting it, she found it quite pleasant.

Finally, the two found the place where Zhao Jun had worked: No. 56, Row 8, Section D.

There was no one in the shop, not even a single employee. Eventually, it was the kind lady next door who led Zhou Yang and his companion to a shop not far away.

The room was full of people playing chess while drinking tea.

"Officer, how would I know? I've never heard of this Zhao Jun. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now!"

"Should I call the police and have them inform them that you're a bit busy and ask them to wait for you to place your bets?" Fang Duo asked calmly, picking up some herbs from the sack.

"Ah...no...okay...would you like some water?" The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his brow, his anxious mood instantly disappearing.

"No need to drink, just answer our questions!"

"I really don't know. To be honest, I took over this shop two years ago... You have no idea, the business is terrible. They made it sound so promising at the beginning, but now I'm just waiting for the lease to expire before I renew!" The owner, who was in his forties, rolled his eyes when he saw that the two were not responding.

"How about I call Sister Qian over for you? She's the go-to person for this market; there's no one here she doesn't know!"

A moment later, the boss led a woman who was eating sunflower seeds over.

"Hello, we are criminal police officers from the First Brigade of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. We need to ask you about some things!" Fang Duo routinely showed her identification. The woman called Sister Qian immediately jumped up, scattering most of the sunflower seeds in her hand.

"Officer, I don't know anything! I was just talking nonsense, it's something I heard from others, it has nothing to do with me!" Sister Qian said with a bitter look on her face, and didn't forget to turn around and glare at the male boss.

You son of a bitch, you've really screwed me over!

The male boss, keeping his eyes downcast and thinking to himself, "Better to sacrifice myself than my friend," said Qian, "The police want to talk to you about something. If you know anything, just tell them everything you know!"

Sister Qian was almost driven crazy by those two sentences from the other party. She took a deep breath, put on a smile, and looked at Zhou Yang and the other person.

"We're only here today to ask about things related to this shop; nothing else is within our scope of understanding today!" Zhou Yang first put the other party at ease.

Sure enough, upon hearing Zhou Yang's words, Sister Qian's expression finally relaxed a little.

"Sister Qian, do you know the previous owner and employees of this store?" Zhou Yang smiled and began to ask.

As mentioned earlier, older women, in their forties or fifties, are less wary of male police officers, especially younger ones, and are therefore more likely to elicit more information from them.

"Officer, I'm not bragging, but you've come to the right place to ask me for this information. I can't speak for others, but I know exactly which dog in this market urinates in front of whose door. Besides, I don't do any of that kind of fraudulent stuff!"

As she spoke, the woman, who called herself Qian Mei, glared at the male boss, who shrank back in fright and quickly brought her a cup of hot water.

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According to Qian Mei's recollection, the shop's business was never very good due to its location, and coupled with the fact that the market rent was the same, the shop was often closed.

But one day, when she passed by, she found that the shop was open. As the market's gossipmonger, she naturally had to come in and take a look and ask.

But she only saw one woman inside, a helper, not the boss. The woman said the boss wasn't in town.

She took notice of it immediately. You see, the rent here is not low, and business is generally not good. Few people hire people right away when they open a business. They usually make money later or rent other shops, and then this person is responsible for serving the old customers.

Otherwise, if you don't even understand it yourself, and the helper is lying to you, they'll be fooled without fail. If the other party dares to do this, it means they trust you completely, or it's just a hobby and doesn't matter.

She was bound to get to know such a wealthy new merchant when he came to the market, but strangely enough, for more than a month, she hadn't seen anyone else except for that helper.

Through casual conversation, she learned that the helper's name was Zhao Jun, and the shop owner's surname was Hong, and he didn't live in the area.

When Zhou Yang asked what characteristics this helper named Zhao Jun had, Qian Mei recalled for a while and finally determined that there was a brown birthmark on the other party's left wrist.

Ultimately, through photo identification, it was confirmed that Zhao Jun was the helper mentioned by the other party.

According to Qian Mei's confession, through her conversations and observations with Zhao Jun, she did not discover that he had a partner or a boyfriend.

She herself had never met the boss surnamed Hong, and gradually she forgot about the matter. When she heard about it again, it was that the helper had stolen the boss's medicinal herbs to sell, and she heard that he had been sentenced to prison.

After this incident, Mr. Hong was disheartened and put the shop up for sale at a low price.

"In my opinion, this was bound to happen sooner or later. Think about it, if a helper or a worker is left to fend for himself and the boss doesn't even show up, then he's just waiting to be ripped off..." Qian Mei said, nodding in agreement to show that she agreed with her statement.

After some further conversation, seeing that there were no valuable clues, Zhou Yang rushed to the management office of the medicinal herb market.

He wanted to find out who this so-called Boss Hong really was.

However, to his and Fang Duo's surprise, the lease agreement from the market management office showed that the other party's residence was in a small village under Pingqing City.

Furthermore, the other party was nearly 70 years old and his name was Hong Zhengchang.

Fang Duo originally wanted to invite Zhou Yang to drive over together, but Zhou Yang refused. Firstly, it would be too time-consuming to go back and forth, and secondly, he felt that something was slightly off.

So they contacted Ning'an and asked Liu Chengyu to meet with Pingqing. Then the two of them went directly to the Pingqing Municipal Public Security Bureau. Zhou Yang felt it was necessary to review the case file to verify something.

really!

The case file shows that the person who reported the case was not Boss Hong, but a name he had never heard of—Sun Hao, whose registered residence was in Ning'an.

Zhou Yang immediately closed the case file and asked the Pingqing City Bureau to contact this Boss Hong.

The other party readily agreed, and a phone call was made to the local police station. Twenty minutes later, they replied:

The so-called Boss Hong's identity information has been cancelled four years ago, and the reason for cancellation was death!

In this light, what Zhao Jun told Lin Sanmei might actually be true; she might indeed have been framed.

Just as Zhou Yang was about to call the Ning'an Municipal Public Security Bureau again, the other party called first:

The identity of the second body has been confirmed!