At the big round table at the entrance of Yi Ji, Fang Zhenyue led the team to sit around the table. Except for Uncle Jiu, who had a family, the others were all bachelors... and a little Eleven.

Ding Baoshu and Sun Xin were not here tonight, so it seemed particularly busy. Jiaru and Jiajun were all conscripted as child laborers, running around and sweating profusely.

After the round table of Group B started serving the dishes, everyone saw that the outdoor area was empty, with cars coming and going and people eating and drinking in the store next door making a lot of noise. They could not be heard by others when they talked, so they began to talk about the case in a low and cautious voice.

"Take a look." Fang Zhenyue put a peanut on the table. "First of all, the deceased is basically confirmed to be Zhou Jianguo, who came to Shenzhen to take over the massage chair business."

"The place where the body was dumped is determined to be the wasteland on the north pier of the Cheung Sha Wan Food Wholesale Market." Gary pinched out the second peanut and placed it next to Fang Sir's peanut, in pairs.

"The time of death was two months ago." Liu Jiaming put the third peanut.

"Zhou Jianguo's belt is missing." Jiayi put the fourth one.

"I asked the salesman Wang Yongtao and the restaurant where the deceased had dinner that night. They did leave at the same time. I didn't see anyone else talking to the deceased." Sanfu put out the fifth bean. "The hotel where the deceased stayed was right next to Mong Kok Road. He shouldn't have gone any further. The hotel receptionist said that he returned to the hotel by himself the night before he left. He packed up his things and left the hotel at around 10 o'clock the next day. No second person was seen with him."

"Maybe he met the murderer when he was leaving the hotel and preparing to return."

"Then it could be a stranger who committed the crime, which would be troublesome."

"It could also be that he made an appointment with an acquaintance to meet at a certain place, but we don't know who that person is, and now we can't find more clues, which is very troublesome. Brother Yue, do you want to use the power of the media to find eyewitnesses who saw the deceased two months ago?"

"Wait a moment, don't alarm the murderer. Let's continue looking for other clues. If there is no other way, let's use the media." The media is a double-edged sword. It can certainly be helpful if used properly, but public opinion is difficult to control, and the police force will not easily ask the media for help in solving cases.

Sanfu looked at the peanuts in front of Fang Zhenyue for a while, poked the beans put by Liu Jiaming with chopsticks, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Zhou Jianguo left the hotel on the 6th of last month, but did not leave Hong Kong that day. Can we infer that he died on the 6th of last month?"

Fang Zhenyue stared at the third bean, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, nodded and said: "Before we find evidence pointing to other dates, we will use the 6th of last month as the date of death for follow-up investigations."

When Sanfu heard Fang Zhenyue agree with him, he raised his lips and his emotions took a small leap.

"Let's start with Hengxiang Wangye. Tomorrow morning, let Uncle Jiu take Gary and Liu Jiaming to Hengxiang to ask other salesmen, front desk staff and the like, and try to collect as much information as possible about Zhou Jianguo.

"Does he have other relatives, friends, or acquaintances in Hong Kong? Does he have any favorite food that he wants to try before leaving Hong Kong? "

Did he say he wanted to do something before leaving Hong Kong, such as buying gifts for his family, taking some things with him, etc.

"Clarify everything that happened after Zhou Jianguo came to Hong Kong, starting from the first day, and focus on asking Wang Yongtao, and don't miss other colleagues. Don't miss any clues."

"Okay, Brother Yue. "Jia Ming nodded. "

Yes, sir." Gary also smiled when he received the order. Sometimes it is more joyful to have work to do than to have nothing to do. If they have a direction to work towards, it means there is a chance to solve the case. It is better than knowing nothing and staying in the dark.

"Eleven will go to the police station tomorrow morning and urge Madam to keep an eye on her to urge the mainland police to find out the information. I have already told Madam before I got off work to set the target on Zhou Jianguo. It will be easy to investigate on the mainland." Fang Zhenyue finished speaking and picked up a small piece of chicken leg from the chicken soup pot. It was hot and fragrant, and he took a sip of chicken soup. It was so comfortable in the early autumn evening when the temperature suddenly dropped.

"Okay, Brother Yue. "Jia Yi nodded vigorously.

Everyone was eating enthusiastically, and Sun Xin and Ding Baoshu actually walked back from outside side by side.

"You two are going out together?" Jia Yi's eyes widened. A stubborn child who doesn't like to talk to others, a socially anxious little sheep who gets so nervous when seeing other people's eyes that he even forgets the most basic Cantonese, how could they play together?

What's more, they are 5 years apart in age:

"What are you going to do? "

So curious! "

The other detectives also turned around to look at Sun Xin and Ding Baoshu. They were all familiar faces, so they were curious together.

Sun Xin naturally couldn't answer. He smiled foolishly and walked into the back kitchen with his head down. He rolled up his sleeves and went to help Yi Jiadong silently.

It was still Ding Baoshu who stood by the table, like a child who came to perform a show, and answered seriously word by word:

"The trial of the Ferry Street dismemberment case was held today. Sister Shanrong appeared in court wearing a mask to testify. Brother Sun Xin and I went to watch it and gave her flowers."

"You also bought flowers?" Jiayi raised her eyebrows. It was expected that the two foolish boys would think of it.

"Yes." Ding Baoshu held his head high.

"Huh? Are the flowers I brought back to the store yesterday gone? Could it be... "Yesterday she bought new flowers for the office, so she picked out the unworn ones from the old bunch and brought them back to the store and put them on the counter. I just went to check, is it gone?

"Yes, Jiaru said you brought them back." Ding Baoshu answered as a matter of course.

This is really... She borrowed the flowers from the Serious Crime Unit and put them in her own store.

Baoshu also borrowed flowers from the store to send to Wu Shanrong.

What kind of poor group are she, Ding Baoshu, and Sun Xin?

No one can afford to buy a fresh bouquet of flowers?

The three-man gang...

"Is Wu Shanrong okay?" Fang Zhenyue, who was sitting next to her, suddenly spoke.

"She cried, but after she testified, we all applauded her. Everyone at the scene applauded. They all said that Sister Shanrong was very brave and that she had done a great thing for the people who had died before. Everyone respected her very much. Later, when we gave her flowers, she sobbed and said thank you to me. I also said thank you to her, and Brother Sun Xin also said thank you to her, and she also said thank you to Brother Sun Xin..."

At this point, Ding Baoshu scratched his head, not knowing what to say next, so he just smiled awkwardly.

Jiayi looked at this little thing and suddenly wanted to hug him again.

In this international port city, which is more prosperous than most parts of the world, there are also such young, weak and poor children living.

In contrast to their image, they are brave in their fragility and sophisticated in their youth.

Jiayi often felt that their ability to survive in this society was stronger than that of an adult in her twenties. In them, she also felt the extraordinary weight of life and drew the warmth that could support her to become stronger.

It was great, she wanted to hug this little thing, but unfortunately his stubborn eyes and thin bones showed that he was not a soft little animal that longed for sympathy.

So, she just patted the shoulder of the growing little beast and gave him a thumbs up.

The other agents also nodded or gave Ding Baoshu a thumbs up to express their encouragement.

The young boy immediately showed a smile that was hard to tell whether it was proud, satisfied or shy, which should be more pleasant than being hugged.

The evening breeze rustles the leaves, and Hong Kong is experiencing its first drop in temperature since the beginning of autumn.

Some trees have already responded first, with leaves turning yellow and falling with the wind.

But the small flowers beside the trees are smartly growing in the shelter, still standing upright with green leaves spread out. In the cold air, they complete their final bloom.

Because the evidence is conclusive, Wu Shanrong's confession has aroused everyone's sympathy and anger. Without exception, Zhang Dafu, the murderer of the Ferry Street Corpse Dismemberment Case, was sentenced to death.

Catch the last shift before the abolition of the death penalty in Hong Kong in the 1990s and impose a heavy sentence.

The Ferry Street Corpse Dismemberment Case is over, and we have to work hard on the new case.

Dinner was coming to an end. After careful consideration, Jiayi took a deep breath and whispered to Fang Zhenyue:

"Brother Yue, I have something to tell you."

Fang Zhenyue turned his head and saw a pair of big watery eyes and long eyelashes that flickered like a palm leaf fan. Hmm...

"What's the matter?" He was not flustered or blushing, and was very calm, which was remarkable! I admire myself.

"When we went to Hengxiang Wangye, didn't we ask about Sanfu's ex-wife Ding Wanzhi? I remember she laughed at that time." Jiayi blinked her eyes, her expression was particularly serious, and she was so cute.

Jiayi is too familiar with the reaction of chuckling after mentioning a person's name!

Maybe men will not be particularly sensitive to this reaction, but women know that it is a signal of gossip.

There must be something about Zhou Jianguo that made Ding Wanzhi laugh. In Jiayi's mind stream, she saw Zhou Jianguo doing something shameful with a strange woman. What other gossip is more worth talking about than the affairs between men and women? Maybe

Ding Wanzhi has gossip that can point clues to the murderer!

After Jiayi described these ideas in detail to Fang Zhenyue, she said hopefully:

"Brother Yue, I asked Ding Wanzhi. Although she was very reluctant to be questioned by the police, she couldn't stand me pestering her in the bathroom... She told me that there was a meeting at the company in the evening, which would end at around nine o'clock. If I was willing to wait, I could go to Hengxiang and wait for her then.

"But... although I go to practice shooting every afternoon, the training of moving targets has not yet ended, so I can't get a gun now.

"I dare not act alone rashly."

What if something happens, what if I run into the murderer, what if I get into danger——

"But I really think I might be able to get something out of Ding Wanzhi, so..."

Jiayi tilted her head and looked at Fang Zhenyue eagerly, as if the world was full of dangers, and there were only her and Fang Zhenyue left, and her life depended entirely on Fang Zhenyue.

No man can resist such a look.

No!

"Got it!" Fang Zhenyue took a deep breath, steadied his somewhat disordered breathing, and suppressed his ears that were gradually getting hot. In his mind, he encouraged himself to get excited: Calm down, calm down a little.

After a look at the pretentious little policewoman, he acted as if everything was under my control, and whispered:

"Let Sir Fang be your bodyguard, I agree."

"Thank you, brother Yue!" Jiayi immediately gave two thumbs up, one more than the thumbs up given to Ding Baoshu just now.

But after thanking her, she hesitated again.

Fang Zhenyue saw that she had something else to say, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Anything else? Go ahead."

"Ah, well, if they are just chatting about gossip, women will be more relaxed and can talk about a lot of things. But if there are multiple men, and they are a majestic sheriff like you, Brother Yue, I'm afraid she will be restrained and scared..."

"I understand!" Fang Zhenyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It means that I, the bodyguard, will protect you quietly. Don't show your face and don't let Ding Wanzhi find out, right?"

Jiayi nodded like crazy.

Fang Zhenyue tapped the table with his fingers, "Okay, I promise you too."

Jiayi happily raised her two thumbs again to express her gratitude and recognition to Fang Zhenyue. To show that her recognition had been upgraded, she also raised her two big toes under the table, although he couldn't see it.

After the meal, the detectives went their separate ways. Fang Zhenyue said hello to the eldest brother of the Yi family and borrowed his eldest sister to work overtime.

The jeep carrying the little policewoman rushed towards Mong Kok Road.

...

When Sun Xin was clearing the table, he saw a lot of peanuts on the table in front of Fang Zhenyue.

Why don't the detectives eat them? What a waste.

Looking around quietly, he picked up all the peanuts one by one and put them into his mouth.

Crunch, crunch, so delicious.