Chapter 308 Miss Bao
Zhou Yi began to dislike Anyuan a little. After a whole day of trouble, not only did he get nothing, but he was also soaked all over. Especially after wearing rain boots all day, his feet were worn out.
After returning to the Anyuan Municipal Bureau, I could tell from the expressions of Pan Hongjie and others that I hadn't gained anything.
The only possible clue now is the person that Ding Wenyuan mentioned who had cheated Fu Daqing.
This man caused Fu Daqing to lose everything, fail in business, get divorced, and never recover from the blow.
Logically speaking, he is the person most likely to be retaliated against by Fu Daqing.
Li Youqiang might have been lured or hired by Fu Daqing to help Fu Daqing kill and avenge his father. Of course, it is also possible that Li Youqiang was loyal.
I hope Ding Wenyuan can find out the whereabouts of this liar as soon as possible to confirm whether the reason why Fu Daqing and Li Youqiang came to Anyuan is related to this incident.
However, Zhou Yi still felt a little strange, because the incident had happened more than five years ago. It was not that Fu Daqing would not seek revenge. After all, in criminal cases, it was not uncommon for a gentleman to take revenge even after ten years.
But the suspicious point is that Fu Daqing has been living in Hongcheng for all these years, not Anyuan.
If the revenge was not taken at that time because the person ran away and could not be found, then how could he be found inexplicably more than five years later?
From the information we have learned so far from Ding Wenyuan and the people he provided, it can be basically confirmed that after Fu Daqing's business failed, he had no dealings with Anyuan.
He no longer associates with these old acquaintances who used to be close to him. Could it be that there are other acquaintances who are keeping an eye on the person who cheated him?
This possibility is really too small.
Pan Hongjie affirmed their investigation progress and told Zhou Yi not to be too stressed and to go back and rest early. He had looked at the weather forecast for tonight and it should turn to light rain tomorrow, which would make the investigation more convenient.
Zhou Yi returned to the hotel and first asked the lady at the front desk who lived in Room 306 whether she had checked out. After learning that Zhang Xianglan not only checked out but also asked for directions to the train station, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This was in the 1990s, when the Internet and media information were not yet well developed.
If it happened twenty years later, with the body discovered and the deceased's mother dying right after, who knows what kind of outcry the public opinion would have been.
Zhou Yi could only hope that Zhang Xianglan could process her emotions herself. After all, she had a child and life had to go on.
Zhou Yi took a hot shower, washed the socks and pants he had taken off during the day, hung them up in the bathroom, and then turned on the TV.
He picked up his cell phone and checked it. The Third Brigade hadn't called him today, which meant there had been no progress.
Just as he put down his phone, he saw a figure swaying in the crack of the door below the room, and he immediately looked over vigilantly.
There was a small card on the ground at the door.
I walked over and picked it up. I saw a beautiful woman in a bikini printed on it, and some sexy and seductive words. In the middle were three big words and a mobile phone number. The three words read: Miss Bao.
"Anyuan's economy is average, but pornographic activities are quite rampant." Zhou Yi smiled helplessly and threw the small card into the trash can.
After watching TV for a while and finding there was nothing to watch, he turned off the lights and went to bed.
He didn't know what time it was, but suddenly he heard a knock on the door, which woke him up instantly.
"Who?" Zhou Yi asked vigilantly.
A delicate voice replied, "Miss Bao."
Zhou Yi's face instantly turned dark. What happened? Has the little card become a spirit?
Just as I got up and went to open the door, I heard the sound of the door opening on the other side and a man shouted anxiously: "Wrong knock, this way."
Then a few seconds later, the door slammed shut.
The surroundings returned to peace again, but Zhou Yi couldn't sleep, and a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart.
I didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing in the first place, but you ended up provoking me. So don't blame me for being rude.
I immediately picked up the phone and called the police. Then I didn't sleep anymore and turned on the lights to wait for the show.
After more than ten minutes, Zhou Yi heard some movement on the other side, so he went to look through the peephole at the door.
Two uniformed policemen were standing at the opposite door, shouting at the people inside to open the door.
But the door opposite did not move at all until two policemen warned the people inside that if they did not open the door, they would ask the hotel to use the spare key to force the door open. Only then did the door opposite open.
A fat man with a big belly opened the door in disheveled clothes. There was a curly-haired woman in the room who was hurriedly getting dressed.
Then it was a standard anti-prostitution process: they squatted down with their hands on their heads, showed their ID cards, were asked about the relationship between the two people, questioned them separately, and then taken away.
When he was a local police officer, Zhou Yi also followed his master Zhang Ning to crack down on pornography. When he saw those naked "believers" who had no time to put on clothes, Zhou Yi felt embarrassed and it was an eyesore.
After becoming a criminal police, I didn’t have many opportunities anymore. Today I was a bystander and it felt pretty good.
"I told you not to disturb my sleep, now you've received a ten-day detention package." Zhou Yi said as he was about to go back to bed.
But just as he turned around, there was a knock on the door.
Zhou Yi opened the door and saw a policeman standing opposite. He was in his fifties and his sharp eyes showed that he was quite experienced.
"Did you call the police?" asked the old policeman.
"Yes, the woman knocked on the wrong door, so I called the police." Zhou Yi remembered that the phone in the room had an extension number.
"Oh——" The old policeman looked into the room, as if looking for anyone else.
"Put on your clothes and come back with us to make a statement," said the old policeman.
Hey, why are you still bothering me?
Zhou Yi said, "Wait a moment," then turned around, took out his ID from his coat pocket, handed it to the other party, and said with a smile, "This is my ID. Please take a look."
The old policeman took it doubtfully, and then looked at it over and over again, trying to confirm whether the document was real or fake.
After looking at it for a long time, he returned the ID to Zhou Yi and asked in a friendly manner, "You are from Hongcheng, are you on official business?"
Zhou Yi nodded, "Yes, it's related to a case at the Municipal Bureau."
"Okay, since we are all family, you should rest early."
"Thank you, you've worked hard."
The old policeman waved and turned away.
Zhou Yi closed the door.
Just as the door was about to close, the old policeman muttered something to himself, which startled Zhou Yi.
"Why are there so many people from Hongcheng today?"
Zhou Yi suddenly opened the door and asked, "Excuse me, have you met anyone from Hongcheng today?"
The old policeman turned around and said, "Yes, there is a woman, about forty years old, also from Hongcheng."
She's a woman in her forties. She sounds so much like Zhang Xianglan.
But didn't she already go to the train station to return to Hongcheng?
"Let me ask one more question. What's this man's name? Is his surname Zhang?"
"Oh, I don't know about that. I just heard them talk about it when I was handing over my shift."
"Where is this person now?"
"She's in our police station. She beat up a street vendor and insisted he'd killed her husband. She seems a little off. What? Do you know her?"
"Killed her husband?" Okay, there's no doubt about it, it must be Zhang Xianglan.
"I'm sorry, I may have to go to your place with you." Zhou Yi said helplessly.
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There are only a few police officers on duty at the Xiping Road Police Station in Anyuan City.
The old policeman took Zhou Yi to a room, and Zhou Yi saw Zhang Xianglan lying on the single bed at a glance.
"Please open the door for me so I can go in and find out what's going on. There might be something wrong here, and it's related to a case the Municipal Bureau is investigating." Zhou Yi said politely.
"Okay, you can ask what's going on first. If it's really related to the case at the Municipal Bureau, ask them to say hello." The old policeman's implication was self-evident.
This was originally an ordinary dispute, so there would be no big problem in letting Zhou Yi go in. If it was really related to the case of the Municipal Bureau, then the assault would definitely be a different matter.
When Zhang Xianglan heard the door open, she immediately sat up from the bed.
Seeing that it was Zhou Yi who came in, he was surprised and happy and stood up immediately.
Before Zhou Yi could even ask what was going on, Zhang Xianglan immediately spoke up, "Officer Zhou, that vendor must be involved in my husband's death. He had the hidden knife my husband had taken away."
"What?" Zhou Yi knew that there must be a reason why Zhang Xianglan appeared here.
But he never expected that this was the reason.
"Tell me exactly what's going on."
Afterwards, Zhang Xianglan told what happened after she came out of the hotel.
When passing the overpass, Zhang Xianglan subconsciously looked back because of the hawker's shout.
Then she saw something that made her steps stiffen and her scalp tingle.
On the stall in front of the vendor were various antique artifacts, including a knife that she was very familiar with.
It was the Tibetan knife that her husband Li Youqiang loved very much.
Her mind went blank, and she turned around, walked to the stall, squatted down and picked up the Tibetan knife.
The short boss was quite happy a second ago, thinking that a buyer had come, and said proudly: "Sister, you have a good eye. This is a good thing."
The next second, the woman in front of him raised her head and asked him viciously: "Did you kill my husband?"
The vendor was startled and snatched the knife from Zhang Xianglan's hand, saying, "If you don't want to buy, get out! Are you crazy?"
Zhang Xianglan pounced on the other party and started fighting with him, which scared people around so much that they called the police.
When the police arrived, the vendor had several scratches on his face and his belongings were scattered all over the floor.
So the police took the two men back. Since the vendor fought back during the process, the nature of the incident became a mutual fight.
The peddler felt extremely wronged as he was beaten for no reason, and the other party was a crazy woman.
Zhang Xianglan was extremely agitated and spoke incoherently, so they were both locked up and questioned the next day.
After listening, Zhou Yi asked, "Ms. Zhang, are you sure? Is it just a look-alike?"
Zhang Xianglan gritted her teeth and said, "I'm absolutely right. I'd recognize that knife even if it turned to ash!"
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