Chapter 63
Because the topic was too sensitive, Lin Jiafan did not choose to continue asking here, but instead packed up the people and took them back to the bureau.
As for the remaining 1,800 people, it would be unlikely for the police to detain them all at once. In the end, they just registered their real identity information one by one and then let them go.
The unexpected incident of Wu Yugang made Luo Jingyao lose the desire to go home and rest.
In order to protect the computer host that was moved back from the club, Pang Guang took the initiative to ask to sit in the back seat with the host, so she was forced to become the co-pilot.
On the way, Luo Jingyao was hesitant. After thinking for a while, she finally swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
At the red light, Lin Jiafan slowly parked the jeep to the side of the intersection. He glanced at the face of the person beside him and said casually, "It looks a lot more swollen than before. If you don't want to go to the hospital, why don't you come back with me to the police station and let the doctor in the infirmary take care of it?"
Just as she was dozing off, someone handed her a pillow. Luo Jingyao gently squeezed the ice pack in her hand, which had almost melted into water, and nodded gently: "Then I'll trouble Officer Lin."
"It's not a problem. It's my duty." Lin Jiafan responded briefly. When the green light came on, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.
His words were not polite. Putting aside the case of Cheng Yinan's murder, the fact that he had successfully shut down an online gambling den with the help of a woman was a huge achievement. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had made an amazing contribution to the harmony and stability of Jinshi society.
About forty minutes later, the black jeep, followed by several police cars, hurried back to the compound of the Jinshi Public Security Bureau.
In order to strike while the iron was hot, Lin Jiafan could only call other colleagues to help send Luo Jingyao to the infirmary.
The doctor on duty had met twice before on the sixth floor of the office building, so they were not strangers to each other and a slight smile was considered a greeting.
"Oh my goodness!" The doctor was a woman who looked to be in her early fifties. Her short curly hair was a little messy. It seemed that she had gone to bed but was woken up by a knock on the door.
When she saw Luo Jingyao's face, she couldn't help but let out an exaggerated sigh: "What happened?"
"...There was a little accident." Luo Jingyao said vaguely: "I've applied ice, it's nothing serious. Please prescribe me some ointment to reduce the swelling."
"Okay, we don't have much else here, but we have a lot of ointments like this for treating injuries." The female doctor turned around and continued to mutter as she went to the medicine cabinet: "I've told that girl Pan Chang before that when we go out on field work, try to let the men go first. You girls are so delicate and tender, you can't stand such abuse!"
Apparently, although female doctors knew her, not many did.
Perhaps it was because she had always been with the Special Case Investigation Team on those occasions, making the other party subconsciously think that she was one of them.
Luo Jingyao responded hesitantly. The concern in the female doctor's words made her feel embarrassed to refuse.
The expression of the young policeman who brought her over was even more interesting. Although he had not been in the club's factory before, he still watched the live broadcast.
The smooth muscle lines made him feel inferior. To put it bluntly, if they encountered a situation that even Coach Luo couldn't get through, these old men would probably be useless. QAQ
"Here, this is an ointment for reducing swelling and dispersing blood stasis. When you go home and have time, just apply it. It will be healed in about a week." The female doctor kindly instructed, and then handed her a glass bottle filled with dark brown liquid.
"This is a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors. If you trust me, it's much more effective than those crappy Western medicines."
"Thanks."
Unexpectedly, Luo Jingyao was forced to stay there by the female doctor and had half of her face smeared with the "secret recipe passed down from ancestors", and she was finally able to escape.
After coming out of the infirmary, the cool breeze of the late autumn night blowing across my cheeks brought a slight coolness, which really relieved a lot of the burning sensation.
"Coach Luo, I just received a notice that I have to go back to the club on Factory Street to do some finishing work. You..." The young policeman next to him spoke cautiously.
"You go ahead and do your work. My shop is just across the street, only a five-minute walk away."
After Luo Jingyao said goodbye to the other party with a smile, she hesitated for a while and then turned and entered the office building behind.
She originally wanted to explain the situation to the security guard in the building, but unexpectedly, when he looked up from inside the room and saw that it was her, he smiled and waved his hand and let her go, with no intention of coming out to question her at all.
She got on the elevator in a daze, and when she reached the familiar sixth floor, she was troubled by the facial recognition security door in front of her.
Just when she took out her cell phone to contact Lin Jiafan, the door in front of her opened automatically with a beep, and the next second a familiar-looking police officer walked out.
"Coach Luo? Do you want to come in?" Unexpectedly, the police officer actually took the initiative to talk to her and made an invitation gesture.
"Can I go in?" Luo Jingyao widened her eyes in surprise and asked back with some guilt.
"Sure!" the police officer replied firmly, then motioned her inside with his eyes: "Captain Lin specifically told us that you would come here often to take statements."
"Coach Luo, please go in first. I'm going downstairs to smoke a cigarette."
In this way, Luo Jingyao came to the familiar corridor in a daze, and only came back to her senses when she heard the sound of the security door closing behind her.
After thinking for a while, she walked towards the nearest lounge.
Without much hesitation, Luo Jingyao took out a bag of bread and a bottle of water from the locker at the door, and sat down by the window, letting the morning light from the horizon gently fall on her face.
It was not until it was bright outside and the number of cars on the road increased that some movement was heard in the corridor.
As the man's voice got closer, in just a few breaths, Lin Jiafan walked in with Pang Guang and Guo Zhen.
"Eh? Coach Luo, you haven't left yet?" Pang Guang greeted her naturally, then walked over to the counter to make a cup of coffee. "Holy crap! I spent hours searching for information on that lottery website and discovered tens of thousands of people were involved. I feel really bad for the Criminal Investigation Team. How are they going to investigate this further?"
Not only are there a large number of them, they are also spread all over the country. Just thinking about it makes me feel suffocated.
"It seems we can only apply for nationwide assistance in the investigation." The young man lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. Unexpectedly, he stuck out his tongue because of the burn. "By the way, Captain Lin, how is the interrogation of Wu Yugang going with you and Brother Guo?"
"It's the same excuse. Wu Yugang insisted that he was led into the ditch by Cheng Yinan. The reason why he was exposed to underground competitions and online gambling was because of Cheng Yinan." Lin Jiafan explained the situation expressionlessly, holding a bag of bread in his hand and slowly walking towards the window.
Then, under Luo Jingyao's astonished gaze, he sat down right opposite her.
Pang Guang scoffed at this and said, "Wu Yugang is a local from Jin City. He has more opportunities to participate in the underground competitions on Factory Street than the deceased, right?"
However, Guo Zhen seems to have a different opinion on this: "I specifically checked Cheng Yinan's transportation records before his death and found that he had been in and out of Jinshi very frequently in recent years, using buses, trains, high-speed trains, planes, and intercity express trains."
"If we include the self-driving trips, which are difficult to record, a conservative estimate is that the deceased entered and exited Jinshi three to four times a month."
The young man raised his eyebrows uncertainly: "So, there is indeed something wrong."
"Yeah." Lin Jiafan also swallowed the bread in his mouth. "And from the records about Wu Yugang that you downloaded from the website, he only gambled twice, including yesterday. This indirectly confirms the truth of his confession."
"But I didn't find Cheng Yinan's personal information on the website's list of all the people involved in the case." Pang Guang was a little confused. "Then what about Lu Yue and Fan Shixia?"
"According to Wu Yugang, even though all the bloggers in this circle think that the deceased Cheng Yinan was a good person, that's actually not the case at all. Only people like him who have been with the deceased since college know that this person secretly..." Lin Jiafan paused here, as if recalling the other party's evaluation of Cheng Yinan.
"His character is so despicable that it's unimaginable. Cheng Yinan is best at using edited videos to guide netizens to cyberbully others, thereby achieving the ultimate goal of attracting traffic to himself."
"Fan Shixia was the first victim of his actions. The online accusations overnight left him panicked. Furthermore, he was inexperienced and failed to keep any relevant evidence. Even though he released an explanatory video, it didn't save the situation, and he had no choice but to quit the internet in disgrace."
"Later, Cheng Yinan used the same method against several bloggers, and his fan base continued to grow."
Pang Guang raised his own doubts: "If we do this, it will backfire sooner or later, right? After all, it can't be faked."
"After reaching Cheng Yinan's target number of followers, he stopped this behavior and transformed himself into the 'nice guy' we know today." Lin Jiafan devoured the remaining bread in a few bites. "But what initially aroused Wu Yugang's suspicion was that even though the deceased didn't regularly update videos or do live broadcasts, and didn't frequently accept promotional collaborations, he was still making more and more money."
"He made several inquiries but to no avail. He was envious of Cheng Yinan's sudden luxury car and mansion, so he and his girlfriend Lu Yue came up with a stupid plan."
"A honey trap?" Pang Guang frowned in disgust.
"It's a little more subtle than that. The two first created an opportunity for Lu Yue and the deceased to have drunken sex, and then staged a wonderful drama in which Wu Yugang caught them in bed. Cheng Yinan felt guilty about letting down his long-time friend, and Wu Yugang took the opportunity to ask him to help him get rich."
Lin Jiafan also spread his hands speechlessly.
After that incident, Cheng Yinan brought Wu Yugang to Eric's club for the first time, saying that he had inside information and could guarantee a profit by betting on winnings and losses online.
Wu Yugang bought the 10,000 yuan one with half belief and half doubt, and in the end he actually made back 20,000 yuan.
"..." After a long silence, Pang Guang squeezed out a sentence with difficulty: "It's hard to comment..."
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