Chapter 137: Burial Case (Part 9) Arresting
When they arrived, Shen Hai and You Zhu were busy getting ready to ride their tricycles out.
Shen Hai was confused, with a hint of bewilderment in his eyes, and hesitantly asked: "You... who are you?"
Han Jianye showed his police ID without hesitation and said seriously, "Don't make a sound, we are from the police."
As he spoke, he quickly took off the key of the tricycle to stop them from leaving.
Ye Bai and Su Wan led their men into the house quickly and began to search carefully for Shen Quntao's whereabouts.
Han Jianye took out the key from the dead man's pocket and skillfully turned on the tricycle in front of Shen Hai and You Zhu.
Youzhu was surprised and couldn't help but blurt out: "Wasn't this key lost a long time ago? How did it end up in your hands?"
Han Jianye stared at them with a sharp gaze, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and asked, "Yes, how come this key is in my hand?"
Then, he turned his gaze to Shen Hai, only to see that Shen Hai still had a bewildered look on his face.
At the same time, Ye Bai carefully searched for Shen Quntao in every room in the house. He and Su Wan looked at each other. Su Wan frowned, shook his head slightly, and said strangely: "He's not here."
The two immediately came to Han Jianye, and Ye Bai said anxiously: “Shen Quntao is not at home.”
Han Jianye turned to look at Shen Hai and You Zhu, and asked in a deep voice: “Where did Shen Quntao go?”
As soon as Shen Hai opened his mouth to say "My son is...", he was suddenly pulled down his pants by Youzhu next to him, and he quickly shut his mouth.
Han Jianye's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, staring straight at Youzhu, and said sternly: "Chen Quntao is now suspected of a murder case. If you are an insider, I advise you to stop and actively cooperate with our police in handling the case. Don't think that you can prevent us from finding him by hiding it."
"Murder...murder?" When Shen Hai and You Zhu heard this, they turned pale with shock, their bodies went limp, and they stood together supporting each other. You Zhu almost couldn't stand steadily, and was shaky, as if she would fall down at any time.
"Why are you still pretending? Didn't you just tell your wife not to speak?" Su Wan looked at Youzhu with a hint of blame in his tone.
"I thought...you arrested my son for gambling." Youzhu looked sad and her voice was choked with sobs.
"Gambling?" Han Jianye frowned slightly and repeated.
Shen Hai spoke tremblingly: "In a small store at the entrance of the alley, play... play San Gong."
“Don’t say that…” Youzhu immediately stopped Shen Hai and scolded, “Do you want your son to be arrested?”
"Stupid, with so many policemen around, where do you want your son to escape to? If you haven't done it, then tell the police clearly..." Shen Hai retorted anxiously.
“You…you…” You Zhu was so angry at Shen Hai that she was incoherent, her chest heaving rapidly.
Ye Bai was observing keenly from the side. He noticed that Youzhu's behavior was very strange. Her eyes were flickering and her expression was panic. It was hard not to suspect that she was an insider or participant.
On the other hand, although Shen Hai was also panicked, he was much more honest and his words were more direct.
Han Jianye acted decisively and ordered someone to take the couple away. They were now going to the convenience store to arrest them.
The shutter of the small shop at the entrance of the alley was ajar, not completely closed, letting in a faint light.
Han Jianye left a few people to guard the door to prevent the suspect from escaping, and he quickly entered the store with the others.
The store was pitch black, with only a dim light at the end of the corridor emitting a faint glow, barely dispelling a bit of the darkness.
The air inside was extremely turbid, mixed with thick smoke that floated and diffused in the air, intertwined with noisy voices and mahjong sounds, making people feel depressed and irritable.
The noisy sound of laughter came from the single room on the far left.
Han Jianye made a gesture to Ye Bai and the others, preparing to launch a surprise attack on them.
"123..." With Han Jianye's low shout, the door of the single room was kicked open in an instant, making a deafening bang, like a thunderclap out of the blue.
"Don't move!" Han Jianye's voice was as loud as a bell, full of majesty, and then he shouted sternly, "Squat down!"
The seven or eight people who were originally having fun in the single room were instantly stunned by this sudden change. Expressions of fear spread across their faces. Some of them subconsciously squatted with their heads in their hands, and two of them panicked and directly climbed out the window to escape.
Ye Bai's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He noticed at a glance that the person climbing through the window was very similar in shape and movement to Shen Quntao in the photo.
He chased after him without hesitation, shouting as he chased: “Shen Quntao, don’t run!”
Liao Wei, who was waiting outside, heard Ye Bai's voice and rushed over like an arrow to catch the other person.
The four of them started a fierce chase on the grass. During the running, the two men were no match for Ye Bai and Liao Wei. After a while, they were so tired that they vomited. In the end, they could only lie on the ground and gasp for breath, like a balloon that had been drained of its strength.
Ye Bai quickly grabbed Shen Quntao's hands, put them behind his back with a clean and neat movement, and then handcuffed him firmly. Shen Quntao had no choice but to obey.
Liao Wei caught another person breathlessly. He stared at the man and shouted: "I told you to run, now let's see where you can escape to!"