Portrait Artist in the 80s [Criminal Investigation]

Yu Jiajia, who was bedridden in her previous life and pampered like a precious flower, finds herself in the late 1970s as the new wife of a public security officer.

Her husband's bag is s...

Chapter 73 Chapter 73

Chapter 73 Chapter 73

After figuring this out, the comrades handling the case quickly locked down the location.

I called my fellow travelers and headed straight to my hometown in the countryside.

The car drove for most of the day and it was getting dark when we finally arrived at the county town.

After finding out that they still had to drive for more than two hours, they decided to stay overnight.

We set out very early the next day, and borrowed comrades from the local police station.

With the help of local people as guides, they arrived at the village entrance smoothly.

It was only slightly light when we entered the village, but we could see smoke coming out of many houses.

They didn't intend to hide it, so they just knocked on the door and asked the nearest family, and then took them to Yang's house.

Yang Chunrong's house is simple and neat, with two bungalows and a courtyard surrounded by a fence.

Looking at the wall, they can break it with just a few kicks.

The uncle who led the way was curious and wanted to ask what was going on.

But he didn't dare to ask the public security comrades directly, so he had to place his hopes on Old Yang's family.

I couldn't help wondering in my heart, what's going on?

“Boom boom!”

"Is this Yang Chunrong's home?"

The knock on the door stopped as the questioning began.

Seeing the uncle nod, and seeing them looking at him, he spoke very firmly.

"Yes, unfortunately, our village is deceived. It's Old Yang who came back from the factory."

The public security comrade nodded and looked in the direction of the voice.

Then I saw someone coming out of the house.

The rustling fence could not block the figure of the person coming, and they saw a person with a bent waist walking slowly towards them.

“Crunch! Crunch!”

A crisp and hair-raising sound was heard.

When everyone looked at it, they were so shocked that they could hear a pin drop.

An old man, so skinny that his bones were visible, with hardly any flesh on his face, appeared in front of them.

The old man, who was hunched over and a little shorter than them, suddenly raised his long face.

That angle, that atmosphere, that glance...so scary!

"Hey, Lao Yang, please take care of yourself."

The old uncle was so frightened that he took a few steps back and hurried to pull the nearest comrade.

She didn't forget to complain, "You almost scared me to death with your trick."

Not to mention that with this old uncle's presence, many comrades had time to react and didn't have to make fools of themselves in public.

The team leader breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately he held it back, otherwise he would have almost burst out laughing.

"Ahem, you are Yang Chunrong, the one who retired from the Third Bicycle Factory in 1978?"

The old man in front of him didn't change much and nodded.

When everyone saw him like this, nothing they expected happened.

Yang Chunrong was hunched over, slightly shifted in position.

Cang Lao spoke in a hoarse voice, "Come in!"

The late autumn wind blew, and looking into the small yard, I saw dead grass and leaves all over the ground.

Looking deeper, the thatch on the bungalow was blown all over the place, as if it was going to blow the house up.

With the old man standing in front of them, everyone couldn't help but shudder.

Everyone looked at the team leader and asked him to make the decision.

There is a strange old man in this place, and he is so evil that even those righteous people are a little afraid of him.

Then I saw the old uncle who was there at the beginning also came to the back.

The Yang family is very evil. Something must have happened to them.

When he saw that the public security comrade was about to go, he could not help but pull the one behind him.

He whispered, "Hey, you can't go. This family is evil."

"Xiao Zhang and Xiao Wang, you guys stay outside, the others come in with me."

One command was heard after another, and the person being pulled away was one of them.

The two looked at each other in the crowd and understood what the captain meant. They were the only good players, and they could make preparations in case of an accident.

Watching them go in, Xiao Zhang simply asked the old man.

"I'm not talking nonsense. Don't look for me in the future. I just heard what those old ladies said." The uncle was still afraid of causing trouble.

"Well, you say."

When the uncle saw that he agreed, he changed his mind again.

"Really not?"

Xiao Zhang nodded. Maybe it was because of his cold face that the uncle finally started chatting.

As for the Yang family, their life was not like this at the beginning.

I don’t know what happened, but his wife fell ill a few years ago. It was said that she missed his daughter so much that her brain failed and she went crazy soon after.

This was big news in the countryside at that time.

More than ten years ago, who didn’t envy Lao Yang? Both of his family members were workers, and they had a daughter. There was no elderly person to support them, and if they had a few more sons, their life would be perfect. It’s so much better than these peasants, so many people envy it!

But for so many years, he has only had this girl around him and no other children, and people in the village have started to talk about it.

What happened next was like a turning point, there were no more good days.

One day ten years ago, Mr. and Mrs. Yang sent their daughter back to the family cemetery.

Everyone in the village was alarmed.

He was so young, and hadn't even got married, and he was gone just like that.

So many people were talking about it at the time, it was the biggest event of the year.

The couple left after the funeral, and came back a few years later to settle down there.

He said he wanted to retire in the countryside, but within a few years his wife became like this again.

My uncle said this again, and it has a profound meaning.

"Young man, do you think God is playing tricks on you like this?"

Xiao Zhang didn't say anything, but signaled with his eyes that he should go ahead.

"Hey, the elders in the village said that their family had violated a taboo, which is why they have so many disasters."

The uncle's expression changed and his tone became ambiguous.

"Tell me, are you really here to arrest them?"

Xiao Zhang knew that he had started again, so he had to respond and calm the man down first.

"Are you sure you want to listen, old man?"

The old uncle paused after hearing this, then narrowed his eyes and looked at him carefully.

Want to see if this guy is a tiger?

All old men are like this, like old children with tempers and stubbornness.

He would be excited if I refused him, but he felt hesitant and something was wrong if I told him smoothly.

The uncle thought about it again and again and shook his head to say forget it.

But when they entered the yard and got closer, they realized that they were overthinking.

Maybe they were just too lazy to sweep the floor.

"Your wife isn't home?"

Hearing this, Yang Chunrong was stunned for a rare moment.

Then, he pointed behind!

A comrade asked, "Inside the house."

The captain motioned for him to go over and take a look.

Then Yang Chunrong added, "It's locked inside!"

"Closed?"

The police officers present immediately showed signs of alert.

The comrade at the door pushed it open and saw in the gray sunlight that the person inside was tied up with two long chains.

Now he lies motionless in bed.

"Captain!" a colleague exclaimed.

The captain took out his ID and said sternly.

"Yang Chunrong, we suspect that you and your wife were involved in human trafficking many years ago. We need to take you to the police station to record your statement. Do you have anything to say?"

The other two stepped forward cautiously, fearing that he might do something extreme.

Yang Chunrong had a calm expression, and he tried to stand straighter.

But the effect was minimal and he soon returned to his hunched-over state.

Seeing the crowd gathering around him, he sighed, "What a sin!"

Then he said directly: "I'll let you go."

This is a disguised admission.

Everyone was very clear about it, and the colleague who had calmed down a little also saw another suspect.

The man tied up with chains did seem a little abnormal. He started shouting and yelling after opening his eyes. He was disheveled and a little fatter than him.

The police officers were a little reluctant, but some people still asked about it.

"This person is your wife, how did you do that?"

Old Yang just sighed and said no more.

The group took them to the nearest police station.

I got the truth from Yang Chunrong very easily. He and his wife did buy a person from someone else.

But at that time, I just wanted to find a companion for my daughter, so that she would be considered a woman in the underworld, otherwise it would be difficult for her to be reborn.

"Who told you that? Where did you hear it from?"

"Don't you know that buying and selling people is illegal? Even corpses are illegal?"

The two public security comrades were very angry and looked at him with anger in their eyes.

Yang Chunrong was quite calm.

Or maybe he didn't have much vitality to begin with.

The whole person had already withered away, and it was not revealed until now.

"I haven't thought about it that much. I plead guilty and you can deal with me as you wish." After saying this, he stopped talking no matter who asked him any questions.

When the news came back, Jiang Dashan, who was handling the case, cursed for half an hour in frustration.

The target of the insults became the couple.

I am angry that they are so ignorant and arrogant that they treat random gossip as treasures.

For the so-called next life, another family was brought to this state of disaster.

If the Wang couple knew about this, Dajiang felt that they would cry to death.

"These people are so ridiculous!"

While waiting for the train to arrive, Dajiang was still thinking hard.

Lu Junhua listened and showed a little discomfort in his heart.

However, all they can do for the victims is to find out the truth and ensure that their injustice is not covered up.

They waited until all the people on the train had left before reaching the platform and heading straight for the cargo area.

The receptionist waved to them, and after exchanging greetings, they went inside.

Fortunately, there was no one else around, otherwise this would have spread like wildfire.

At the innermost of each item of cargo, the coffin stood there with some new soil all around it.

Everyone was stunned and looked at him.

"Hey, it's fresh from the ground."

Everyone had complicated expressions and sent him to the Public Security Bureau under the cover of night.

Lu Junhua was also called over by Director Chen who was staring at him.

After hearing the reason, Lu Junhua felt that it was getting late and didn't want to disturb her.

So I thought about calling her back the next day.

Therefore, when he called, he found out that Yu Jiajia had already boarded the return bus.

Joy dominated the mood, and Lu Junhua felt happy again after a long time.

His young wife had only been gone for a few days, but it felt like years had passed and he was still missing her.

After hurriedly asking about the details of the case and checking the train schedule, Lu Junhua asked for leave and left quickly.

People come in a hurry and disappear from sight even faster.

When Dajiang finished his work and took a break, he asked, "Where is Lao Lu? Why can't I see him?"

The people around me were looking around, and then I heard a colleague say.

"I know. He said he wanted to take a leave and go out."

"go out?

At the train station, you can hear the snoring sound from far away.

Lu Junhua stood straight, smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, and combed his hair.

He spent the rest of the time keeping his eyes on the exit.

Almost without blinking one's eyes, I searched for it.

But wave after wave of people came out, and he still hadn't seen the person he was looking for.

Lu Junhua was a little anxious and went to the staff with a frown.

At the same time, Yu Jiajia packed her things into small bags and hung them on her body, and saw that there was still a big bag left.

Seeing this, Wu Si said nothing.

Instead, he stuffed his pockets into it even more desperately.

This is what it means to be able to move your legs. You can move not far but as fast as crawling, while the heavy object is pressing on your body.

Yu Jiajia gritted her teeth and walked out. Everything would be easy as long as she reached the platform.

The two looked at each other and finally got off the train.

At this time, Yu Jiajia could no longer hold on and was told to rest quickly. He quickly put down the things in his hands and saw red marks on his hands and even the palms.

"Sisi, let's take a break. I'll find someone to help later."