Chapter 29 The Net Has Been Spread

Inside the interrogation room, Wu Fuwang was utterly devastated.

Regardless of whether Shen Zhenzhu could hear him or not, he continued to curse and shout, "It's one thing for you to beat me up, but now you're arresting me and saying I killed someone! I've never even killed a chicken in my life! I've been avoiding you, why won't you leave me alone!"

Zhou Chuanxi banged on the table: "Keep quiet! Continue, which entertainment venues did you go to last week? Did you follow the deceased Lu Ting three months ago?"

Wu Fuwang opened his mouth, but finally slumped down like a deflated balloon and said, "I pursued her... She didn't want to be with me, and she even slapped me twice, but I didn't hold it against her. How could I possibly kill her?"

Motive for the crime!

Zhou Chuanxi stood up and showed him photos of Lu Ting's head and dismembered body parts one by one: "You did this, didn't you? Where is the murder weapon? Where were you between 12 noon and 6 pm today? Can anyone testify?"

Upon seeing Lu Ting's photo, Wu Fuwang felt a surge of fear that made his stomach clench. He suddenly struggled to say, "I...I—vomit—"

Wu Fuwang couldn't hold it in any longer, so he tilted his head and vomited all over the ground.

Through the window of the interrogation room, Chen Zhenzhu rolled her eyes.

This useless thing.

Gu Yanzheng remained silent throughout, observing Wu Fuwang's every move and noticing that his body language and micro-expressions showed no sign of concealment. His vomiting upon seeing the photos of the head and body parts demonstrated his physical resistance.

"Being able to dismember four people in succession, I suspect the murderer will have further plans." Gu Yanzheng returned to his office and started a case meeting half an hour later.

It was already one o'clock in the morning. The red bean buns that Shen Zhenzhu brought and the black ducks that Sixth Sister fed soothed the mood of the people who were working overtime. They frowned and tore at the food, as if they wanted to tear the murderer into their stomachs.

“The dismemberment methods were cruel, the body parts were of varying sizes, and the dismemberment tools used were also different types. Forensic Doctor Qin also said that the murderer's dismemberment strength varied…” Shen Zhenzhu said, “Captain Gu, I think there may have been more than one person who dismembered the body.”

Gu Yanzheng raised an eyebrow slightly, realizing that she was referring to "the person who dismembered the body" rather than "the murderer."

Lu Ye also said, "You mean there are two or more murderers? Then Wu Fuwang is even less of a suspect. During the interrogation, we found that this guy has almost no friends. For the past three months, he's either been chasing girls all over the place or staying at home. His interpersonal relationships are much simpler than you'd imagine for a hoodlum."

Wu Zhongguo spent the whole afternoon visiting tattoo shops. He finally found one in the Glory Plaza, where the tattoo artist showed him a design: "You can take a look here. The design is similar to what Lao Shen drew. I asked the artist, and he said that butterfly designs like this are popular among prostitutes these days. He has tattooed five or six of them, not counting other tattoo artists in Liancheng."

Zhou Chuanxi said, "Even if tattoo artists are willing to tell us, some of them don't even know where the women who get tattoos are. Especially for their profession, there's a high possibility that they're constantly moving around doing prostitution."

Gu Yanzheng said, "You guys continue investigating Lu Ting's relationships before her death. Lao Wu, go to the karaoke bar tomorrow and ask around to see if there was any contact between the deceased. Everyone else who should go home can go home now. Go back and get some rest today. There are still tough battles to fight ahead."

Zhou Chuanxi wanted to go back and continue interrogating Wu Fuwang, and decide within 24 hours whether to release him or transfer him to a detention center.

He didn't have a good impression of Wu Fuwang; perhaps the image of a petty thief on the streets was just a facade.

After the meeting, Shen Zhenzhu planned to go find the woman who found the wallet after work, but it was already 3 a.m. when the case meeting ended. The other party might have already left the vicinity of the old train station, after all, the last time she saw her was after 11 p.m.

Seeing Zhou Chuanxi and Lu Ye return to the interrogation room, Gu Yanzheng went to the team of investigators to inquire about the details of Lu Ting's disappearance. She simply pushed the office chairs together, lay down on them, closed her eyes, and recalled the clairvoyance that the body parts had brought back to her.

Unfortunately, the space they were in looked like an adobe house, but it was much more soundproof than a typical adobe house, and she couldn't hear any sounds from outside that space.

Wu Zhongguo quietly closed the office door and sighed. In just three or four months, Shen Zhenzhu had already learned to treat the office like home.

"It's rare to see such a young and hardworking comrade these days."

He encountered Gu Yanzheng in the corridor. Gu Yanzheng was carrying a stack of notebooks left behind and was heading towards his office. His eyes were bright, showing no signs of fatigue. Upon hearing Wu Zhongguo's words, Gu Yanzheng turned and went to the public conference room.

Wu Zhongguo smiled at him, waved goodbye.

He's old and frail, he can't stay in his own bed at home. Health is the foundation of everything, and he needs to protect it.

The mobile phone rang, and Gu Yanzheng received a late-night greeting from Director Liu.

After returning home from the meeting at the provincial department, Director Liu, his feet still slightly sweaty, said to Gu Yanzheng, "You brat, I'll try my best to extend the time it takes to solve the case. The provincial department leaders made us sign a pledge, and I offered sixty days. How about that? You can't expect me to drag this out until 1991, can you?"

In front of Gu Yanzheng were photos of dismembered bodies, pieced together according to human anatomy. Beside him were thick stacks of laboratory records and statements from interviewed people. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "The Third Team has been here for more than sixty days."

Director Liu was furious, but he was too weak to vent his anger. He continued weakly, "You two brats, I talk about him, and he brings you up. I talk about you, and you bring him up. You two graduated from the same school and class, so why do you act like sworn enemies when you meet? Let me tell you, your men have been loitering around his door, mocking him for not solving the case. Now you'd better solve the case quickly and stop embarrassing yourselves!"

"Understood, Director Liu. You should get some rest. I'll report back to you as soon as I make a breakthrough."

"I don't want to put pressure on you, but the provincial department has classified the case as a serial murder and dismemberment case targeting women in the sex industry. I heard that foreign media are also reporting on it extensively, trying to smear our country as part of the Golden Triangle."

"Understood, I will solve the case as soon as possible." Gu Yanzheng's promise was worth its weight in gold. After hearing this, Director Liu felt a little relieved, hung up the phone, bent down and took out two Captopril tablets from under the coffee table.

September's heat is intense; the golden morning sun burns so brightly it makes one's heart burn, leaving one restless. The leaves of the sycamore trees begin to yellow, and on the mottled trunks, the cicadas, clinging tenaciously, let out their final, heart-wrenching cries, loudly singing their final song of life.

Shen Zhenzhu stood in the corridor, rubbing her face to try and regain her composure. Lu Ye and Zhou Chuanxi, who had stayed up all night, came out of the interrogation room, looking dejected; they probably hadn't managed to extract anything from her.

Wu Fuwang was released looking disheveled. In just over ten hours, he was so dizzy that he almost lost track of time.

He leaned against the wall, squinting at Shen Zhenzhu. Shen Zhenzhu glared at him, clenching her fist like a ferocious cat.

"I give up... I didn't mean anything by it." Wu Fuwang slowly lowered his head and said honestly, "My dad is anxious for a grandson, and I don't know which good girl would be willing to marry me. So I could only pester Lu Ting and try to pursue her. She's actually a very nice person, and she even came to my house once, but ultimately my family is too poor to give her family the dowry they're asking for. You know, her brother is thirty and still not married, and he's counting on her to bring some money back home. Unfortunately, I'm too poor..."

Shen Zhenzhu continued to glare at him: "Then why did you follow me?"

Lu Ye almost rushed forward and roared, "How dare you follow Old Shen like that?"

Chen Zhenzhu pulled him back, saying, "Brother Aye, don't be impulsive."

Wu Fuwang glanced awkwardly at Chen Zhenzhu and stammered, "I have my reasons..."

“What excuse do you have for following others? You are to stay home and be on standby for the next few days, and you are not allowed to go anywhere, understand?” Zhou Chuanxi said.

“I didn’t mean to follow her. Lu Ting said several of her sisters were missing, and I wanted to protect her and Comrade Lao Shen.” Wu Fuwang said this many times, and Zhou Chuanxi recorded it truthfully in his statement. He saw Shen Zhenzhu patrolling the streets and alleys and was afraid something might happen to her. After being beaten up by Shen Zhenzhu and realizing that she had a strong fist, he never had such thoughts again, and even wanted Shen Zhenzhu to protect him.

Zhou Chuanxi sneered: "You have such a kind heart?"

Wu Fuwang fell silent, looking down at the big leather shoes.

Shen Zhenzhu thought to herself, Captain Gu is right, we really should go to their workplace and ask.

Wu Zhongguo was on his way to work when he came over with steamed buns he had bought from his sixth sister's shop and said, "Nothing is bigger than your stomach. Eat your fill before you get back to work."

Just as Shen Zhenzhu was about to follow him back to the office, Wu Fuwang suddenly called out to her, "Comrade Shen, could you please see me out? I dare not."

Shen Zhenzhu asked, "You submit your self-criticism report to the police station every month, why are you afraid this time?"

Fortunately, Wu Zhongguo said, "Take a look out the window. Foreign media are reporting on our case. Apparently, the city bureau has agreed to let reporters follow the story. They even said they want to make a documentary. Yesterday, Wu Fuwang was arrested, and it's already been reported. They even interviewed Lu Ting's friends, and they all said he had followed Lu Ting. Now everyone sees him as the murderer."

Wu Fuwang was simply afraid of being photographed and misunderstood, but he never expected that he would already be misunderstood. His sallow face looked even worse, and he looked at Chen Zhenzhu with a restrained expression, almost on the verge of tears.

"Uncle Wu, save me two red bean buns. I'll take him downstairs first." Shen Zhenzhu walked to Wu Fuwang's side, raised her chin, and said, "Let's go."

Wu Fuwang walked behind her with a pitiful expression, his former arrogance completely gone.

Shen Zhenzhu thought that he was a filial son at home and kind to his neighbors, proving that appearances can be deceiving. However, if she hadn't seen who was in the Heavenly Eye's retrospective, she wouldn't have so easily given up her suspicions about him. She suspected that Captain Gu had other considerations.

"Officer! I heard that the recent series of dismemberment cases is being handled by Team Four. Which department are you from? Do you have any information to share with us?"

"This case has caused great panic in Liancheng. Do you have any suggestions for the people to discuss this with?"

Four or five newspaper reporters were standing outside the main gate of the criminal investigation team. After they finished talking amongst themselves, a male reporter in his thirties squeezed in and said, looking travel-worn, "Comrade! I know you. You're the newly recruited female detective, aren't you? Are you taking the suspect to identify the body?"

He had just come from Wu Fuwang's house to inquire about Wu Fuwang and his son. As soon as there is some news here, he can submit the report and get it printed before noon!

Wu Fuwang hid behind Shen Zhenzhu, covering his face. Several photos had already been taken of him when he came out, and he couldn't imagine what his father was going to do. He was extremely anxious.

Shen Zhenzhu stood in front of Wu Fuwang, blocking his camera lens, her small face looking straight ahead, and said seriously, "The case is still under investigation, don't make wild guesses."

"I'm not just making wild guesses. I know this guy; he's just a street thug named Wu Fuwang, right? I heard he has a blind old man who's eager to have a son, so the two of them committed crimes together—"

"You dare go to my father!" Wu Fuwang was furious and rushed out from behind Shen Zhenzhu, throwing a punch at his face!

Shen Zhenzhu grabbed his wrist and wrapped it behind Wu Fuwang's back, standing ramrod straight, and scolded, "Does being a reporter give you the right to have wild ideas and hurt innocent citizens? Solving cases requires evidence, not so much wishful thinking!"

Shen Zhenzhu's clear voice landed steadily in everyone's ears, with a touch of coldness and seriousness.

The male reporter snapped several photos of Wu Fuwang throwing punches at him, his heart pounding with excitement. He wanted to provoke Wu Fuwang even further, when a deep voice came from behind him.

"Get out of the way." Gu Yanzheng, who hadn't slept all night, walked in from outside with a scraggly beard. His tall figure loomed behind the policewoman, looking down at the male reporter.

The male reporter opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside with his camera. Although he intended to deliberately downplay Chen Zhenzhu's words and publish the story of the dismemberment murderer assaulting a reporter as a headline, he muttered, "The criminal investigation captain is so arrogant."

Gu Yanzheng actually nodded in agreement, and smiled arrogantly at the camera: "If your report gets even one word published today, I'll make you the captain of the criminal investigation team."

***

The narrow cellar had been stagnant for a long time, filled with a damp, musty smell and the stench of blood. The walls were dripping wet, and water droplets fell into the pool of blood, creating tiny ripples.

In the corner, a rat was scurrying about, gnawing on a dark, broken finger. Beside it, a bound woman's eyes were glazed over, almost unable to focus.

Four women huddled in another corner, sitting on the floor, slowly playing mahjong, their fingertips dipped in muddy water as they traced the wins and losses on the adobe bricks. They were like soulless shells, their eyes fixed on the small bed next to the large communal sleeping platform.

Tonight we'll decide who dies.

None of them wanted to become a half-dismembered corpse in a corner, with rotting, stinking entrails spilling all over the ground, their heads rolling to the side of high heels, their empty eyes still staring wide open.

The woman who wasn't playing mahjong sat on the communal bed, combing the hair of another woman who was laughing hysterically, and reached out to pull a red ribbon off the corpse's wrist and twirl it around the end of her hair.

Apart from the sounds of mahjong tiles and rats gnawing, there were no other noises here.

Then came a few knocks from the top of the cellar, followed by the sound of items being moved, and footsteps moving slowly from top to bottom.

The six women in the cellar, whose eyes had been lifeless, suddenly became frantic. They rushed to the cellar door in a panic, and when they heard that the man was coming, they quickly picked up the mahjong tiles that had been knocked over and kicked the severed arm that had rolled over into a corner.

A hint of fear flickered in the young woman's dazed eyes. She tried to speak, but she had no strength left.

The six women stood ramrod straight. After the man unlocked the last lock, Guo Yanxia, ​​the most favored one, poked her head out and called out, "Brother Ying, why are you only coming back now!"

As soon as Guo Yanxia spoke, the other women seemed to turn on a switch, vying to shout, "Brother Ying, you're back so late today, I've missed you so much!"

"Wow, you brought us popsicles! Brother Ying, you remembered us."

"That slut is still disobedient. Why don't I serve you tonight?"

The woman, who was speaking, reached out to take the man's arm. The man with yellow teeth was short and stocky with a crew cut. He slapped the woman's hand away and turned to the woman behind him, saying, "Give them the shovel."

The woman threw two shovels on the ground and randomly pointed to two people: "You go with me and bury the filth."

Just a week ago, it was a vibrant life, a sight to behold on the street, but now it has become something dirty that you desperately want to get rid of.

"Okay, Sister Ying."

The eldest brother sat on the small bed and directed them, saying, "Bury it over there." The place he pointed to was the head of the large communal bed where they slept, where there was already a skeleton.

He watched as his wife, with one on each arm, supervised their work. He then reached out and picked up a young woman, rubbed her breasts, and said, "I brought you some soda, just for you to drink."

The young women's lips were parched; without Brother Ying to bring them food and drink, they could only starve.

Feeling her own "specialness," she fell in love again, hugged his neck and kissed him, then asked jealously, "Who will you see off tonight?"

Tonight, she'll be serving Brother Ying; it definitely won't be her turn. She glared at the woman in the corner and whispered in Brother Ying's ear, "She's always so resentful..."

Brother Ying pulled a newspaper from his pocket and tossed it aside, saying dismissively, "Things are tight lately. You guys keep making a mess of things, and the smell is too strong. Let's wait a few days and see."

The young woman spat into the corner: "You're lucky you survived."

They all reached a tacit understanding, and deep down they all hoped it wasn't them who would die. The newcomer, however, was resentful and, despite being repeatedly punished, refused to serve Brother Ying. She was utterly ignorant of her place; she should have died today anyway.

The newspaper featured a large headline: "City Public Security Bureau's Major Crimes Unit Vows to Solve Cases in a Lightning Strike."

The young woman showed no interest whatsoever and didn't even want to leave. When Brother Ying's gaze followed her, she hurriedly turned and took off her padded-shoulder blazer, which she wasn't wearing under a bra, to greet him...

The sounds continued from the small bed. The eldest sister-in-law, Yingjie, took a bottle of water out of a plastic bag and threw it onto the communal bed. The women scrambled for it, both for the scarce resources and to continue to eke out a living in the dark cellar.

Yingjie walked to the corner, pinched the bound woman's chin and looked her over, estimating how long she could hold on before she rotted, in order to avoid future troubles.

She knew that was just talk; once he got bored with her in a couple of days, he'd be looking for a new woman to amuse himself. This guy was lucky to be around now, otherwise he'd be buried with that rotten one.

Yingjie pinched her nose and walked to the middle of the cellar, whispering, "Don't shake the crib apart again! These rotten chickens really stink."

She pinched her nose, picked up a piece of trash, then took out her key, unlocked the door, and left.

***

“People have reported missing from these nightclubs, but the turnover rate of employees in entertainment venues is high, so our informants can’t pinpoint exactly who they are,” Wu Zhongguo reported.

Gu Yanzheng wrote a mind map of the case on the blackboard, and then wrote a name next to the mind map: "Huang Dandan".

"The identity of the deceased with the butterfly tattoo has been confirmed; an informant recognized the tattoo as hers. The deceased's name and identity as a prostitute can be confirmed."

Zhou Chuanxi said, "Captain Gu suspects that the case is related to the prostitutes, and this direction of the investigation is correct."

Gu Yanzheng said, "Lu Ting's family and Huang Dandan's boyfriend are coming over, and A Ye is going to give a statement."

Chen Zhenzhu sat in front, biting a pencil, leaving a neat circle of small marks on it. She raised her hand and said, "They and the other missing hostesses belonged to different nightclubs. Can we suspect the people around them?"

The man with yellow teeth that she saw didn't seem like someone who worked in an entertainment venue, nor did he seem like a customer who could afford to spend a lot of money; he seemed more like an unemployed person.

Gu Yanzheng said, "That's exactly what I wanted to say. We need to broaden the scope of our investigation, not only to customers and friends, but also to family members, managers, and mothers. We need to find out about their grudges, personal thoughts, and family situations."

The phone suddenly rang right in front of Shen Zhenzhu. After answering it, she suddenly covered the receiver and said, "Reporting to Captain Gu, another body has been found!"

Without saying a word, Gu Yanzheng picked up his car keys and strode out.

Chen Zhenzhu followed behind, her head looking down at the others. Their pace was identical, yet the distance between them seemed to be growing ever wider...

That's so hurtful.

She took a few more steps forward, secretly quickening her pace.

The long corridor on the fifth floor was crowded today, as some silent suspects wearing silver handcuffs were sent to the interrogation room one by one.

Lu Ye bent down and whispered in Shen Zhenzhu's ear, "I heard that the third team's missing persons case is still unsolved. In December, they need to do a summary and statistics. Park Heung-sung arrested five theft suspects in one go to improve the case-solving rate. Tsk tsk tsk."

Shen Zhenzhu also pursed her lips and clicked her tongue a few times. As she passed the Third Team's office, she saw Kang He running in and out with materials in his arms.

Criminal procedures are complicated and serious, and the chain of evidence must be rigorously reviewed to ensure that the suspects who have worked hard to submit the evidence do not escape legal punishment. In this respect, Captain Park is in agreement with Gu Yanzheng and manages the case very well.

Unfortunately, the crime-solving rate is not consistent, hehe.

Shen Zhenzhu walked past the Third Team's office with her head held high and chest out.

Upon arriving at the location where the body was disposed of, this time it was near the sewers of the barbecue street. The entire street was deserted during the day, but bustling at night, with food stalls stretching from one end of the street to the other, and many stray dogs scavenging for food in the garbage cans.

The forensic investigators and medical examiners were at the scene. When Qin An saw Gu Yanzheng and his team arrive, he stood up, took off his mask, and said, "The scene is simple; it's just a bag of dismembered remains. However, there are no internal organs this time. The cleaning staff thought it was leftover meat from someone's house, but when they opened it up, they found a severed finger and called the police. I estimate that the dismembered remains can be pieced together to form a complete body based on the dissection sites found last time. Now we need to go back to the forensic department."

Gu Yanzheng left Lu Ye and Zhou Chuanxi to inspect and visit the site, and then took Chen Zhenzhu to the Municipal Bureau's Forensic Medicine Department to wait for Qin An's report.

Lu Ye returned from his hard work, wiping away sweat and steaming hot, and came to Chen Zhenzhu's side, saying, "Why are you still standing here? Section Chief Qin hasn't finished yet?"

Chen Zhenzhu suppressed her excited fists, her eyes shining with eagerness: "It's done! Report back to us after you take the photos!"

"This is great! We already know two identities; one more clue will make things even better." Lu Ye said a few words to Chen Zhenzhu, then went to the sink outside the forensic room and washed his face. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but the water from the tap here seemed colder than on the fifth floor.

Seeing him leave, Shen Zhenzhu turned back to look at Gu Yanzheng, who was still looking through documents in the forensic room, and licked her lips.

This time, she met another acquaintance.

The female corpse lying in the forensic room, pieced together with Lu Xiaobao's body, once had a head of fashionable golden hair.

In the flashback of her divine vision, Shen Zhenzhu saw that she had arranged to play mahjong with a woman in her early thirties. That woman, who was standing behind the woman who found the wallet on the day she did so, was called Sister Ying!

Yingjie drugged the blonde woman at the mahjong table and helped the yellow-toothed man remove the woman's clothes. She smiled and said, "I need to go somewhere else. Even if these bastards run around everywhere, someone will eventually notice something is wrong if someone keeps going missing."

"She's too old. Instead of sending her downstairs, find me a younger one." The yellow-toothed man carried the young woman onto the sofa, but before he could rape her, she woke up.

"They can only be seventeen or eighteen at most, and that's hard to find."

"She's definitely given birth before. Help me close her legs a little tighter. Damn, this is so uncomfortable."

He casually picked up his shirt and wrapped it around her mouth and nose. Yingjie pulled the woman's hand into her arms. If the man hadn't been still moving, you wouldn't have known they were committing rape just by listening to their words.

The victim was swaying on the sofa. Yingjie released her hands and went around to the other side of the sofa. She let out an angry whimper, which was met with a storm of beatings.

She struggled frantically, but the man held her tightly by the neck. Her eyes widened in disbelief, her breathing gradually weakening. Her hands, hanging limply on the dilapidated floor, held no hope of survival. Only the scattered mahjong tiles and her disheveled hair testified to her struggle.

......

"'One of Bamboo'? The deceased played mahjong before he was murdered?" Lu Ye carried the evidence bag that Qin An had given him, inside which was a white one of bamboo with a green back.

Zhou Chuanxi, a man of few words, suddenly slammed his hand on the table, drawing the attention of Gu Yanzheng and his colleagues: "Before Huang Dandan and Lu Ting died, they gave statements saying that they had also gone to play mahjong!"

Seeing that Wu Zhongguo also had something to say, Gu Yanzheng reminded them, "Speak one by one, Xizi, you go first."

Zhou Chuanxi opened his notebook and showed Gu Yanzheng the statements he had taken over the past two days: "Huang Dandan is a gambling addict. It is said that all the money she earned as a hostess was lost on mahjong. People say that she earns money at night and loses it during the day. She worked as a hostess for three years and did not save a penny and even owed a lot of money. But she is unrepentant. Even after her husband divorced her, as long as someone invites her to play mahjong, she will get up and go without saying a word. I heard that she was playing mahjong before she disappeared."

Wu Zhongguo could not hide his excitement. He pointed to his notebook and said, "What a coincidence! Lu Ting used to work at a savings bank. She lost money gambling and couldn't pay it back, so she went to an entertainment venue. She would do anything for money. Ecstasy, massage, singing—these were all minor things. She had played mahjong twice with a woman named Yingjie in the two weeks before she disappeared."

Gu Yanzheng has also made some progress in the past two days. Pointing to the mind map on the blackboard, all three deceased pointed to "Mahjong", and the words "Sister Ying" were written on the other end of the Mahjong tile.

“My informant’s statement is consistent with the testimony, but this Sister Ying is wandering around the dance halls of all sizes near the old train station, making her difficult to find. However, according to the route of the body disposal, from Huaqiao Old Street Community Park to Taiyuan Barbecue Street, it is all within the radius of the old train station. I believe she is a prime suspect and that there may be other victims on her hands.”

Shen Zhenzhu had a strong feeling that the woman who helped pick up the wallet that day was probably among them, but she was sitting upright, waiting to speak.

"Then we can't alert them!" Lu Ye had originally planned to use the investigation to search entertainment venues one by one, but it seems that this will be difficult now.

Wu Zhongguo, who had more experience in handling cases than them, said with a worried expression, "These kinds of hostesses in entertainment venues move around and never tell the truth. Not only are their names and addresses fake, but they also wear heavy makeup and deliberately change their appearance in these places late at night. Some of them are so unrecognizable that it's hard to even make out their real appearance. Especially these seasoned veterans, they're so slippery. If they intentionally hide, it can be very difficult to investigate them."

Zhou Chuanxi said, "I have already had someone draw a portrait, but they all say that the eyebrows and eyes are often changed and cannot be determined."

Gu Yanzheng said, "We still need to have the portrait artist sketch out the physical features, and then compare multiple portraits to make a judgment. We can't let go of even the slightest similarity. Old Shen, do you have something to say?"

Chen Zhenzhu nodded emphatically and said earnestly, "I've met Sister Ying!"

Her voice was like the blazing sun breaking through the dark clouds, drawing everyone's attention to her face.

"You...participated in a crackdown on prostitution?" Gu Yanzheng paused for a moment, then hesitantly stated the most likely possibility.

Is this some kind of timely gift from Chen Zhenzhu?!

Lu Ye suddenly stood up and blurted out, "How could you possibly know someone like that?"

Shen Zhenzhu was still thinking of finding an opportunity to expose Yingjie, but she didn't expect that Captain Gu and his team had investigated to this point on their own! The key to whether the case can be solved or not lies with Yingjie!

She recounted the entire process of how they met in detail, emphasizing, "That night was unusually hot, and Sister Ying probably had just washed up, so her makeup wasn't heavy. To thank the sister who helped me find my wallet, I made sure to memorize their faces! I clearly heard her call the other woman 'Sister Ying,' so I'm sure I wouldn't mistake her for someone else if she appeared in front of me!"

"Old Shen, well done." Gu Yanzheng breathed a sigh of relief, patted Chen Zhenzhu's shoulder with a smile, and made the final decision: "Let's go and draw the portrait first, and then... since we can't alert them, let's try to catch some fish."

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