The man ran a few steps forward, then turned back warily to look at Cheng Chunqiu, who had long since disappeared down the street.
He quickly ran to the corner of an alley, took all the money out of his pocket, and counted the ten-yuan bills with a flashlight.
You wouldn't believe it until you counted them; there were a whopping 15 ten-yuan bills.
With 150 yuan, what wouldn't he do better?!
This is roughly three months' salary for an average worker!
No one dislikes money; regardless of the era, people always hope to have a better life.
The man put the neatly folded money back into his inner pocket.
The jackets of that era had an inside pocket, specifically for holding money.
After all, making money is hard work these days, and losing even a penny hurts.
He quickened his pace and ran back, his mind filled with thoughts of eating out and having a good meal tomorrow!
Cheng Chun Kui ran home, climbing over the backyard wall as she always did.
When the two puppies heard her return, they didn't bark at all, but obediently rubbed against her legs.
Cheng Chunqiu patted the heads of the two puppies and brought them some delicious meat and bones from the kitchen.
She fed the puppy before returning to her room.
Only then did her calm heartbeat begin to fluctuate.
Sometimes, you can control your emotions at the time, but once you calm down, the lingering fear is the most terrifying thing.
Fortunately, she was quick-witted, and fortunately, the man was greedy enough that he was blinded by money and hadn't realized that it was all her scheme!
A hole in the coat pocket?
This kind of thing is quite common in this era. After all, a piece of clothing is worn for ten or twenty years. But this coat was a new one that Cheng Xiao Kui bought for her. How could the pockets have holes?
She sat on the bed, carefully recalling the man's face. She found a pencil and tried to draw it on a piece of paper.
Although she is not a professional sketch artist, she feels that her drawing is somewhat similar to the original.
He folded the completed draft paper and put it inside the pillowcase. This thing couldn't be lost, and it couldn't be seen by anyone. He was waiting for the right opportunity!
The man's words echoed in his mind, 'Take care of Song Wenhui in the next couple of days.'
A smile played on her lips. As long as Song Wenhui was dead, she would always be Cheng Chun Kui!
The words escaped from between her teeth, “Song Wenhui, you deserve to die!”
A vicious glint flashed in her eyes...
After Song Jingchuan finished reporting the newly acquired information to Chief Zhao, heaven knows how long he waited outside Chief Zhao's office.
Chief Zhao was too busy; he had to wait until Chief Zhao finished all his meetings and met with all the people he needed to meet before he could go in.
Commander Zhao took the new information from Song Jingchuan very seriously. He said, "The information that this comrade Cheng Chunkui reported is very important."
What she said is possible! If someone really did sneak in at night and climb over the wall to enter Cheng Xiaokui and Si Muyang's room, then all of this makes sense.
Song Jingchuan said, "Cheng Chunqiu still remembers what that person looks like. Now we need a sketch artist from the Public Security Bureau to help draw a portrait. Once we have the sketch of the person's face, we can find that person!"
Chief Zhao said, "This is no problem. I'll call the police chief and coordinate the work with him. I'll have his sketch artist go to see Cheng Chunqiu, or have Cheng Chunqiu go to the police station."
Song Jingchuan said, "I think it's better if I take the sketch artist to Cheng Xiaokui's house to see Cheng Chunkui. That way, it won't attract too much attention."
If the spies are still secretly observing Cheng Chunkui, our actions would be tantamount to alerting them.
If I bring a sketch artist with me, the sketch artist is my friend; it's just me treating my friend to a meal, a perfectly normal thing.
Chief Zhao said, "You've thought of everything! Let's do it your way. I'll call the police chief, and you'll be in charge of picking up the person and drawing their face!"
Song Jingchuan stood at attention and saluted, "I guarantee I will complete the mission!"
Chief Zhao raised his hand and said, "Go ahead! I'll call the bureau chief right now."
Song Jingchuan remained standing still. He said, "Um... Commander, may I go see Cheng Xiaokui? I want to tell her the good news! This doesn't count as colluding to give a confession!"
Chief Zhao said, "I trust you and Cheng Xiaokui. You can see her, but you must abide by the rules. Ye Feng will be present during the meeting!"
Song Jingchuan stood at attention and saluted, "Thank you, Commander!"
He left Chief Zhao's office happily.
With Chief Zhao's verbal order, he could go see Cheng Xiao Kui again.
Cheng Xiao Kui was repeatedly asked the same few questions in the interrogation room.
Ye Feng sent his men to take turns asking Cheng Xiao Kui questions.
This is a tactic of interrogation, a tactic of attrition.
When people are extremely tired, their brains don't work well, and if they are lying, they usually forget to lie and tell the truth.
When Song Jingchuan arrived at the small building, the comrade on duty at the entrance immediately blocked his way.
"Comrade Song, you're here again! Same as always, I need to report to Captain Ye!"
Song Jingchuan said, "Report to your captain that Chief Zhao has agreed to let me see Cheng Xiaokui!"
This wasn't the first time this had happened; the comrades on duty knew Song Jingchuan's credibility.
He immediately picked up the internal phone and called Captain Ye to report the situation.
Soon Song Jingchuan saw Ye Feng come down from upstairs.
He walked over with his hands behind his back, calling out, "Captain Ye! I'm here again!"
Ye Feng said, "You're like a persistent ghost, aren't you? You come every day, several times a day! More often than any of us who work here. Why don't you transfer to work here?"
Song Jingchuan said, "How could I have that ability? I don't have any skills at all, all I know is how to use a scalpel. Unlike you guys, you can get things done just by talking."
Ye Feng said, "Why does what you said sound like an insult to me?"
Song Jingchuan said, "How could that be?! Everyone knows how capable you are, Captain Ye!!"
"Chief Zhao has agreed to let me see Cheng Xiao Kui. Lead the way. Chief Zhao said you can just listen in."
Ye Feng said, "Of course, would I let the two of you meet in private? However, she's in the interrogation room right now, and we can only bring her out after the interrogation is over!"
Song Jingchuan asked, "In the interrogation room? You're interrogating her again? Asking her won't do you any good. I can guarantee with my own life that she's not a spy!"
Ye Feng sneered and said, "I'm afraid I'll slap you in the face later! Don't easily risk your life to vouch for others; you can't afford the consequences!"
Song Jingchuan said, "I won't vouch for anyone else, but I'm definitely vouching for Cheng Xiaokui! She's not a spy, and she never will be. Asking her is a waste of your time!"
Ye Feng completely ignored what Song Jingchuan was saying. She glanced at her watch and said, "It's still early! It's only been 30 hours. Come back in another 18 hours!"
Song Jingchuan's eyes widened in astonishment. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Feng's collar...
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