Chapter 4949 Do you think it is possible that Zhang Weiyan chose...
Because she was eager to know the results of Ji An's investigation as soon as possible, Guan Xia simply did not go home that night and squeezed in with Pang Le all night.
The two of them were not idle after entering the house. One used a computer and the other used a tablet to search for information about the angel of judgment on the Internet.
She was very enthusiastic at the beginning, but as time passed, Guan Xia's eyes gradually became dull and her expression became numb. Her legs became a little stiff after sitting for a long time.
After standing up and stretching her arms and legs, Guan Xia glanced at the time and realized it was already early morning. She walked into the living room and asked Pang Le, "Did you find anything?"
Pang Le was staring blankly at the ceiling, his tablet screen black and tossed beside him. It took him a moment to react before answering Guan Xia, "I looked up a bunch of random stuff, but none of it had anything to do with the organization. I even went to a few forums and spent hours browsing them. They were either myths or arguments over game stats. It gave me a headache."
Pang Le felt the tablet was getting in the way, so he pushed it aside and asked Guan Xia, "What about you? Did you notice anything?"
Guan Xia also slumped down on the other end of the sofa and said, "No, I even checked Feng Xingping's short video account and turned it upside down. I also read the comments section, and everything was normal. There was nothing suspicious."
The two were silent for a moment, and Pang Le said, "That's normal, after all, killing four people is like killing chickens. If this organization really exists, it must have been established for a long time, and it must have tried its best to hide its traces. It's completely coincidental that we discovered it this time."
"Now I can only hope that Sister Ji can find something," Guan Xia said, "I hope it's good news."
Guan Xia stayed at Pang Le's house for three days before finally receiving Ji An's call.
"I found it," Ji An said directly as soon as the call was connected: "I'm on my way. Shall we meet at the old place later?"
Guan Xia was a little amused by the news of this secret meeting. After controlling her emotions, she replied, "Okay, see you later."
After hanging up the phone, Guan Xia heard Pang Le ask, "Is this Sister Ji's call?"
At this time, Pang Le was eating takeout with one foot on the chair in a very unpresentable manner. Although he had not waited for Guan Xia's answer, he had already tacitly agreed and immediately quickened his pace.
Guan Xia looked at the takeaway that was already two-thirds eaten and shoveled some food into her mouth while saying, "Yes, Sister Ji asked us to meet at the old place. It seems like good news."
It took them only a few minutes to finish their meal. They didn't even have time to clean up the garbage. They hurriedly wiped their mouths, changed their shoes, and rushed out the door.
When the two drove up, Ji An was already waiting in the small room. In addition to the three sketches, there were a few more photos on the empty whiteboard. The projector was also turned on, and the picture was frozen on a paused surveillance video.
Hearing the door open, Ji An raised his head and greeted the two people, "You're here."
"I'm coming," Pang Le quickly closed the door and sat down on the chair opposite Ji An, "Sister Ji, is this good news?"
Ji An's face, which usually showed no emotion, showed a slight smile, and his eyes were very bright. "It's good news, please sit down."
Guan Xia also quickly sat down next to Pang Le. Ji An stood up and pointed his finger at a photo that had just appeared today. "Look, does this pattern look familiar?"
Guan Xia and Pang Le looked over intently.
It was a picture clearly cut from a surveillance video. It only showed a man's upper body, probably magnified. The entire background of the photo was dark, so it was not clear. The man was wearing a hat and a mask, and only the outline of his nose could be seen. At this time, Ji An's finger was on the back of the man's hand, where he was talking on the phone. The two of them looked at it carefully for several times before he said hesitantly, "It looks like a tattoo?"
"It's indeed a tattoo," Ji An pointed with his finger, "Take a closer look."
Guan Xia simply walked over to take a look, and Pang Le immediately followed. The two of them almost touched the photo before they could see it clearly, "It's the Angel of Judgment."
Guan Xia was the first to react. She had been going crazy these past few days researching information about the Angel of Judgment. If the photo hadn't been so blurry, she would have reacted the moment she saw the third of the wings exposed on the tattoo.
Pang Le had almost engraved the appearance of the Angel of Judgment in his mind, and was only a little slower than Guan Xia in recognizing it. "It's the Angel of Judgment, yes, it's that pattern. So it seems that Guan Xia's guess was right, there really is a third person."
"Yeah, I didn't expect there was a third person." Ji An stared at the man in the photo.
"Then this is considered substantial evidence, right?" Guan Xia asked nervously.
Ji An came back to his senses, looked at Guan Xia and nodded, "This footage was found in a surveillance video one kilometer away from the crime scene. The time was 1:36 am on the night of the crime. Combined with the connection you discovered between Feng Xingping and Zhang Weiyan, it's enough to reopen the case."
Guan Xia breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that all her work was not in vain. Once she passed the relevant information to the Xicheng District Criminal Police Brigade through Xu Nian, it would not be long before the next halo recharge happened, and she could live a safe and peaceful life again.
As Ji An finished speaking, Guan Xia felt as if a heavy weight had been weighing on her heart. She felt a little relieved and turned her mind back to the photo. "January 29, 2021, why did they choose this day to kill? Zhang Weiyan committed suicide by jumping into the river on December 19, 2020. They're all 1, 2, and 9. Is there any connection?"
The three of them fell into deep thought, and Pang Le suddenly asked, "When is the Chinese New Year in 2021? Is it the end of January?"
Guan Xia and Pang Le took out their phones almost at the same time and started checking the calendar. Ji An said, "I checked. The Chinese New Year in 2021 is in February, and February 11th is New Year's Eve."
"Then it has nothing to do with the Spring Festival," Pang Le said, then immediately denied it, "That's not right. Maybe they killed people before the New Year. If that's the case, do you think it could be Zhang Weiyan's choice?"
Guan Xia thought of a question, "When did Zhang Weiyan's father Zhang Hongxue drown?"
Ji An recalled and said, "It was in autumn, around the National Day holiday, but I remember that Zhang Hongxue and Zhang Hongda's father passed away due to illness before the New Year."
Ji An picked up the black leather book on the conference table and flipped through it. After a few seconds, he confirmed, "It was indeed before the Chinese New Year, January 29, 2008. February 6, 2008 was New Year's Eve."
"That's right," Pang Le clapped his hands, "Such a special day must have been chosen by Zhang Weiyan. This way, we have a clue that can connect the case to Zhang Weiyan."
"But this organization is really interesting," Pang Le said. "Not only are they ruthless, they're also very considerate. But what I can't understand is, what are they after? Money? Zhang Weiyan has no money, power is even less likely, and sex is clearly not his either. So, after all, Zhang Weiyan only has one life."
"Life..." Guan Xia pondered, "They went to such great lengths to help Zhang Weiyan get revenge, but why do they want his life? They can't really be doing good deeds."
"Maybe it's their way of recruiting members," Ji An suddenly said, "I seized Xingping's bank statements this time. Although everything was normal and no problems were found, I did find something else."
Guan Xia and Pang Le immediately sat up straight, looking at Ji An with bright eyes.
Ji An pointed his finger at another photo, which showed a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with a bald head, a fat body and a face full of flesh. He was not old, but his eyes were a little cloudy, giving people a wretched feeling.
"This man," Ji An said, "died in 2018. It was a homicide, and the case remains unsolved. Coincidentally, he was Feng Xingping's stepfather, and he had a history of child molestation."
After understanding what Ji An meant, Guan Xia's eyes widened in shock. Pang Le even said, "Good boy, it seems that Feng Xingping is the previous Zhang Weiyan, so what about this third person? Does he have something in common?"
"I haven't checked this," Ji An said. "Based on the clues we've found so far, this person is a serious criminal suspect. I'm afraid that if I investigate, I might alert him."
"Right, right, right," Pang Le said, "Let the police investigate this person. We must not alert the enemy."
Guan Xia was also somewhat alarmed by what Ji An had found. She repeatedly glanced at the sketches and photos on the blackboard. Her peripheral vision caught sight of the open curtain, and she couldn't help but turn her head and ask, "What is this surveillance video..."
Ji An also looked at the screen. "This is a surveillance video that shows half of the suspect's face. He must be a heavy smoker. He started smoking on the roadside less than three kilometers away from the crime scene. Unfortunately, he didn't take off his hat, so only half of his face can be seen. The cigarette butt was also pocketed and taken away."
"So professional and cautious," Pang Le said. "By the way, Sister Ji, what was the cause of death for Zhang Hongda's family of four? And the murderer must be a martial artist. Zhang Hongda's two adult sons were at home when they were killed."
Ji An said: "The cause of death was a sharp weapon piercing the heart, a single blow to the head. Judging from the modus operandi, this suspect must have been responsible for more than four deaths."
Guan Xia carefully watched the paused surveillance video and said, "It seems that this man joined the organization much earlier than Feng Xingping, but judging by his appearance, he doesn't seem to be very old either."
Ji An simply pulled the progress bar and replayed the surveillance video.
Judging from the angle and height of the surveillance video, the camera was installed very high, facing an intersection. At nearly two o'clock in the morning, there were very few pedestrians and vehicles on the street, and only a few passers-by walked by. Soon, a man wearing a black short jacket, a black hat and a blue mask turned an intersection and appeared in the surveillance video.
Although the man's face was covered tightly and could not be seen, his movements undoubtedly showed that he was a little excited. He shook his neck from time to time as he walked forward and rubbed his nose with his fingers through the mask. Just like Ji An said, he might be craving for a cigarette. The man finally stopped at the edge of the green belt, almost impatiently took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, took off his mask and started smoking.
The cigarette was quickly finished, and the man seemed to have regained his composure. He stuffed the cigarette butt into the cigarette box and quickly left the place, soon disappearing from the surveillance camera.
"This state..." As soon as the video finished playing, Pang Le couldn't help but speak hesitantly, "Are you sure it's just a craving for cigarettes? Maybe there's something mixed in the cigarettes?"
Although Guan Xia doesn't smoke, she also feels that the man's state before smoking is a bit strange.
Ji An said, "There were no cigarette butts left at the scene, so we can't confirm whether the suspect was just smoking or was using something else. However, once the Xicheng District police apprehend him, we'll know if he has a history of drug use."
Guan Xia let out a breath and leaned back in the chair. At this point in the investigation of the case, both Guan Xia and Ji An had already exerted their abilities to the best of their ability. What happened next was up to the police.
Guan Xia looked up at Ji An and said, "Sister Ji, do you know anyone from the West City Criminal Police Brigade?"
Ji An only needed to think about it briefly before he understood what Guan Xia meant. He shook his head and said, "Lu Tingfeng should know him, but I don't. I used to work for the police force in Shangshuang City, Ningyun Province."
"Ningyun Province?" Guan Xia and Pang Le were a little surprised. "Ningyun Province is thousands of kilometers away from Dingyuan Province. How did you and Lu Tingfeng know each other from such a long distance?"
"It's a coincidence," Ji An said, "I'll tell you about it when I have time after this case is over."
Guan Xia's attention was immediately drawn back to the case at hand. Since Ji An didn't know anyone from the West City District Criminal Police Brigade, it seemed that she had no choice but to trouble Xu Nian.
Looking at the time, Guan Xia found that it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to call Xu Nian to avoid any more trouble.
Xu Nian still answered the call quickly, and said in a calm voice, "Guan Xia, what's going on?"
Guan Xia said straight to the point: "The case I told you about last time, I remembered some things, and..."
Guan Xia paused and looked at Ji An. Seeing Ji An nod, indicating that she could speak, she continued, "I also found out something with my friends, and I feel it is very necessary to tell the West City Criminal Police Brigade. Could you please help us contact someone from the West City Criminal Police Brigade?"
Xu Nian's voice was a little surprised. "That's a coincidence. I'm at the Chengxi District Police Station right now, discussing this case with the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade. If you'd like, you can come directly, or you can tell us your address and we can go there."
Guan Xia couldn't decide directly, so she said, "Let's discuss it and contact you later."
After hanging up the phone, Guan Xia repeated Xu Nian's words and asked Ji An, "Sister Ji, do you think we should meet somewhere else? Also...is this investigation done privately by us breaking the law?"
Ji An noticed Guan Xia's uneasiness and smiled, saying, "Don't be afraid. The police will at most criticize and educate us, telling us not to take risks and to seek their help if we have any problems. But they won't arrest us, so don't worry."
Guan Xia breathed a sigh of relief and was completely relieved.
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