Chapter 387: 'God' Detective Yi Jiayi

Starting from the night when she got the portrait of the murderer, Jiayi began to lead the team to look for other witnesses in order to identify the suspect.

In Wuwu Village, an uncle saw the portrait and suddenly remembered that there was a young man who looked like this when he was fighting a fire. The

uncle said that when he was fighting the fire, he saw that the other person's hair color was very strange, and he felt that there seemed to be no young man with hair of this color in Wuwu Village, but then he thought that it was probably because the black hair was reflected by the firelight into this strange color, and then he continued to join the firefighting team, no longer caring about this fleeting thought and the young man who only glanced at him.

But Jiayi brought the portrait to him, and his memory was finally awakened. He was very sure that this person had definitely appeared in the fire brigade outside the Taoist temple! He

seemed to be wearing black and gray clothes at the time, and his movements were much slower than others. His expression didn't seem to be in a hurry at all...

After that, the uncle recalled the other person's height and other information, all of which matched the police's profile of the suspect.

Qin Xiaolei recorded the uncle's confession, thanked him for providing the confession, confirmed the police's profile of the suspect, and made it clear that this person had indeed mixed into the firefighting crowd.

After that, the team was encouraged and continued to knock on doors from house to house with the portrait.

That night, Yi Jiayi led the team to walk through Wuwu Village again and found two other witnesses who seemed to have seen the suspect.

Although no one who knew the suspect or any witness who had seen the suspect enter the Taoist temple before the fire was found, it was still a small gain.

Jiayi did not go home that night. Instead, she wrapped herself in the quilt sent by the villagers and led the team to lie in the wooden house of the temporary command center and slept all night.

The next morning, the detectives opened the windows. After a quick wash, eating two buns sent by the villagers and a boiled egg, they continued to the next target, Longwei Village.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Knock on the door of each house, take notes and ask questions.

Every detective was swift and vigorous.

Qin Xiaolei, who had just joined the team, truly felt the thunderous momentum of his detective partners in the Serious Case B Team when handling cases.

They seemed to be driving tanks, advancing inch by inch towards the enemy camp. The net held high was pressing towards the head of the murderer.

Qin Xiaolei followed and learned, ran and shouted and roared in his heart every minute and every second: "So powerful" "So sharp", his mind was filled with only admiration, nothing else could fit.

With his blood boiling, he was very grateful to Fang Zhenyue for encouraging him to attend the police academy and helping him arrange the path and process. He was very grateful to Yi Jiayi for choosing him, taking him to handle cases and teaching him to be a detective. Holding

the copy of the suspect's portrait, he also learned from Yi Jiayi and the others, questioning the villagers he met and taking notes seriously.

Liu Jiaming checked the residents next door, and when Officer Qin Xiaolei walked to another house, he patted Qin Xiaolei on the shoulder and encouraged him.

It was still raining heavily, but those who walked on the path of justice were never afraid of wind and rain. They walked side by side, and they were not alone.

Longwei Village was farther away from the Eight Immortals Taoist Temple, but on the night of the fire, some villagers from Longwei Village also climbed the mountain to help carry water to put out the fire.

But everyone had no impression of the suspect. The detectives checked for more than an hour and did not find any villagers in Longwei Village who had seen the suspect.

Some villagers felt that the suspect looked familiar, but when asked where he had seen this person, he could not remember.

Nothing was gained.

Jiayi walked out of a villager's house in Longwei Village near the road, wiped the rain off her face, and looked down along the road. She

originally just wanted to look around, but unexpectedly she saw that there seemed to be a big commotion in Huangzhu Village far below the mountain road.

Jiayi immediately called Qin Xiaolei and others, suspended the investigation in Longwei Village, and went down to Huangzhu Village to check the situation.

The closer they got to Huangzhu Village, the louder the noise there was, which was almost louder than the sound of rain. It seemed that countless people were shouting and cursing at the same time, as if they were going to overturn the sky.

Jiayi wrapped her raincoat tightly, and didn't care that her hat was blown behind her head by the wind, and she ran quickly to the center of the drama.

When she got closer, she found that a group of villagers were holding wooden sticks, firewood, or frying pans, and were holding down a man. Whenever the man struggled, someone would kick him hard on the butt, or call on their friends to hit him on the back.

Everyone cursed and swore while working together to tie up the man.

The villagers' umbrellas accidentally flew out, their raincoats were torn into holes during the scramble, and the heavy rain soaked their heads and faces, but they didn't care at all, as if catching the man on the ground was the most important thing in the world.

"Police! What's going on?" Jiayi pushed a villager away and shouted.

However, the sound of the rain and the villagers was too loud, and the villagers who were concentrating on tying up and beating people didn't notice her arrival at all.

Qin Xiaolei saw this and replaced Jiayi, put his hands around his mouth, took a deep breath, and shouted: "The police are here! What happened?"

This thunderous roar finally attracted the attention of the villagers. Everyone wiped the rain off their faces and looked at Yi Jiayi and her group.

The old man in the lead looked at Yi Jiayi carefully, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He walked past the crowd and came to Yi Jiayi. He didn't mind being blocked by Qin Xiaolei, but said happily:

"Officer Yi, we caught the suspect! The person in the portrait is Lazy Wei, we can't make a mistake!" The

old man finished speaking, and the middle-aged man who had just tied up the man on the ground grabbed Lazy Wei's hair and pulled his head up, and the other people worked together to pull Lazy Wei to stand up.

Yi Jiayi finally saw the face of the man covered in mud. The heavy rain washed away the mud on his face. His brown hair was a little dull after being wet by the rain, but the face that had appeared in the image of Gougou Wangcai Xinliu could not be clearer! When

Lazai Wei met Yi Jiayi's cold and scrutinizing eyes, he was frightened and shouted in panic:

"It's not me! I am innocent! You caught the wrong person! Let me go... let me go——"

"He still refuses to admit it?" The person who had spoken to Jiayi before was the village chief of Wong Chuk Village. He turned around and glared at Lazai Wei, raising his hand to slap him.

Jiayi held the village chief's shoulders to stop him from beating him. She walked to the side of the scoundrel Wei, held his head, and whispered in his ear with a voice that only two people could hear:

"The ghosts who were burned to death in the Eight Immortals Taoist Temple are next to you. They told me that you went to the Taoist temple to draw lots that day. Not only did you want a peace charm, you also wanted to light a long-burning lamp, but you didn't want to pay. When you left the Taoist temple, did you curse loudly, 'Fuck-you, a bunch of bull noses, there are so many long-burning lamps, what's wrong with praying for me? What old bull noses who hang pots to save the world, they are all bullshit, liars——'?"

Jiayi turned around and looked at David Fan at a very close distance. Her eyes were glaring. When the other party gave her a look of fear, she whispered the last sentence:

"Their ghosts are surrounding you, repeating the words you cursed..."

"Ahhhhhhh!" David Fan suddenly struggled hard. He looked at Yi Jiayi as if he was looking at a ghost, and kept kicking and jumping backwards. In a moment, he burst out with unparalleled strength, knocking away the person who was holding him from behind, and knocking the villagers who wanted to move forward to cry out in pain.

Although his hands were tied, he broke free from the rope while struggling desperately, and his hands slapped around randomly, shouting "Ahhhhhhh" and trying to retreat, trying to escape.

The villagers were afraid of being hurt by the crazy David Fan, so they dared not move forward. At this time, a man suddenly stepped in front of David Fan, and pressed down on David Fan with two arms as thick as thighs. No matter

how David Fan waved his hands, he was still restrained by absolute force.

Qin Xiaolei put his hands together and clasped David Fan's arms behind his back. No matter how he struggled, it was useless. Going crazy again would only cause his arms to be twisted and painful.

The villagers finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but cast admiring eyes at the male policeman in front of them who was like a Spanish bull - so strong! So strong!

"...Don't kill me, don't kill me...I didn't want to burn them to death, I just wanted to set a fire to scare them...Who would have thought that they couldn't escape...Wuwuwu...Don't look for me..."

However, Fan Dawei didn't seem to notice Qin Xiaolei's strength, nor did he seem to feel the pain in his shoulders. He was still struggling hard, and didn't stop until his arms were dislocated. His face was pale, his body was shaking violently, and he was still shouting into the air, as if countless evil spirits were trying to kill him.

The nearby villagers were initially frightened by his appearance, but after they reacted, they raised their sticks and spatulas one by one and cheered loudly:

"We caught him! The murderer has been caught!"

"It's him!"

"The scumbag has peed his pants, he's running around..."

"We caught him, we caught him!"

Half an hour later, the police car rushed away David Fan, who was soaked by rain and urine.

The police recorded statements from every Wong Chuk Village resident who cooperated in catching the murderer, and more than a dozen people witnessed David Fan confessing that he was the arsonist.

Yi Jiayi stood under the eaves holding several statements and David Fan's portrait, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the police car returning to the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit, she leaned on the co-pilot and took a long nap on the bumpy road.

Two hours later, TVB's evening broadcast broadcasted a video of a reporter interviewing villagers in Wong Chuk Tsuen. One villager swore to the reporter:

"Lazy Wei still refused to admit it. We wanted to beat him up, but Officer Yi refused. At that time, a lightning bolt struck from the sky, and Officer Yi approached Lazy Wei for a few seconds. It was as if Lazy Wei could not bear the pressure of Officer Yi's righteousness. He was suddenly frightened and peed himself. He shouted that he did not intend to set the fire, and cried so miserably..."

Another villager corrected the previous villager's words. He pointed to the sky and said:

"It's not that Officer Yi approached Lazy Wei and frightened him to death. I saw with my own eyes that Officer Yi blew into Lazy Wei's ear, and then a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the sky. Then Lazy Wei knelt on the ground and confessed his guilt, and he was so scared that he peed his pants."

The head of Huangzhu Village was much more stable. He solemnly stated:

"It's not that Officer Yi approached Lazy Wei and made him confess. It's not that Officer Yi blew into Lazy Wei's ear and made him confess. It was clearly Officer Yi who walked up to Lazy Wei and righteously told him to tell the truth and not to lie. Only then did Lazy Wei kneel on the ground, cry and beg for mercy and confess his guilt..."