Chapter 346 Accountant Fan
According to the old man at the crematorium, on the afternoon of January 29th, Li Tiewang did bring a truckload of dead chickens to be cremated, and then left after the cremation was complete.
But around six in the evening, a small truck drove over again, but he did not receive a call in advance.
Then a man got off the car. This man was not Li Tiewang, but a middle-aged man with glasses whom he had never seen before.
The other party claimed to be from Guangming Trading Company. When Li Tiewang was pretending to be a dead chicken today, he leaked a part of it, and they happened to find it, so they quickly pulled him over.
The old man took a look at the dead chicken in the car and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm about to get off work. Can't you come tomorrow?"
The man with glasses smiled and said that he was causing him trouble, but he had already done it himself, so he asked for help.
The old man said that the other party stuffed him a pack of good cigarettes and he didn't say anything else.
However, he also told the other party that he could not light the incinerator without the order, otherwise he would be fired if his superiors found out.
The man smiled and said he knew the rules, then took out a list and gave it to him. He looked at the list and found nothing wrong with it, then went to light the incinerator.
"Uncle, did you see him burn the chicken to death?" Zhou Yi asked.
The old man shook his head and said that the incinerator was located at the back. Usually, the driver would drive the car there after paying the bill and drive away after the incineration was completed.
Zhou Yi immediately asked the old man to lead the way and went to see the location of the incinerator in person.
A few people walked around the duty room in the rain and headed to the back. The old man pointed to a dark door and said, "That's it."
There are two paint-peeling wooden doors, one meter wide on each side, with iron chains and locks hanging on them.
"Open it." Zhou Yi said.
The old man took out his key and unlocked it.
With the sound of the iron chains being untied, the two wooden doors were pushed open with a creaking sound.
Even though it was daytime, the room was still pitch dark.
Zhou Yi just walked in and felt a hint of chill.
There was nothing in the room except a cement brick wall with an iron door about one meter square embedded in it. The iron door was the entrance to the incinerator.
This type of brick kiln-structured incinerator is a rather old type. No wonder a new crematorium was built, because many incinerators later on were made of integrated metal structures.
Simply put, the firepower is stronger and it burns faster and cleaner.
This location can be said to be quite hidden. Not to mention roasting a chicken, it would be no problem to even burn a person.
After all, this was originally an incinerator used to burn corpses.
Zhou Yi asked the old man how long it took him that night.
The old man thought for a while and replied that it seemed to be longer than usual, and he was in a hurry to go home to watch TV, so he ran over to ask him what was going on.
The man said it would be done soon.
The old man said embarrassedly that he would leave first and asked him to close the door when he left.
This means that the person has plenty of time to dispose of the bones that cannot be burned cleanly.
"Uncle, when was the last time the ash in the incinerator was cleaned?" Zhou Yi opened the iron door on the furnace wall and looked inside. It was as dark as ink, like an abyss leading to hell.
The old man's answer made him feel hopeless.
last month.
Xia Yu asked, "Do we need to ask the technical department to do an on-site investigation?"
Although the technical department is very busy today.
Zhou Yi shook his head. "That's unnecessary. With current technology, it would be useless to investigate. Let's let the technical staff focus on investigating the sites."
Li Tiewang, who was standing by, was glad that he had been cleared of suspicion, but his heart was pounding when he heard what the two policemen said.
Turning my head to look at the incinerator that used to be very familiar to me, I now felt a chill all over my body.
"Li Tiewang." Zhou Yi shouted.
"I'm here, comrade police officer, I'm here."
"Do you have any impression of the man with glasses that the uncle mentioned?"
The person who can do this cannot be someone outside the company.
Li Tiewang pondered, "No one in our Transportation Department wears glasses."
Zhou Yi asked the old man to recall carefully what other characteristics this person had.
The old man thought about it for a long time as if he was constipated, and finally said, "That person seems to have a mole on his chin."
After the old man finished speaking, Zhou Yi and Xia Yu looked at Li Tiewang.
Li Tiewang thought for a moment and said, "If that's the case, then it could be Accountant Fan. He wears glasses and has a mole on his chin."
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After investigation and confirmation, it was found that the accountant Fan mentioned by Li Tiewang was actually named Fan Zhongliang. He was the head of the financial department of Zheng Guangming's company and had followed Zheng Guangming for many years. Everyone knew that Fan Zhongliang was someone Zheng Guangming could trust.
This is normal. In private enterprises like this, the people who manage the money are generally people the boss trusts, either relatives or old friends.
Fan Zhongliang is 41 years old this year. He gives the impression of being gentle and refined, and speaks slowly and leisurely.
Li Tiewang couldn't understand why Fan Zhongliang, an accountant, would send dead chickens to be burned. This was definitely not something he should do.
Zhou Yi also thought so. This was not an accountant's job at all. Even if something really leaked when being loaded onto a truck, so what? He could just find someone to deliver it.
And just like the old man said, why not just transport it over tomorrow? Why do we have to burn it that night?
Another interesting point is that Li Tiewang said that what he transported that day was not a group of chickens that died of disease, but a group of chickens that were killed by medicine.
The biggest difference between the two is that if someone dies of illness, the time cannot be controlled, but if someone dies of poison, the time can be controlled artificially.
And those two identical lists should not be difficult to get given Fan Zhongliang's identity.
All these anomalies coincided with the time of Yang Jian's disappearance.
Zhou Yi was sure that there must be something wrong here.
So he and Xia Yu immediately started investigating the situation.
Li Tiewang should not be a suspect, so we don't need to worry about him for now.
The key for the old man was to take the archival photo of Fan Zhongliang and ask him to identify whether the man that day was Fan Zhongliang.
The result was no surprise. The old man looked at the photo on the household registration information and said with certainty that it was this person.
Then Zhou Yi and the others went straight to the No. 5 Guangming Poultry Farm, which was the chicken farm where Yang Jian worked.
Li Tiewang said that each chicken farm has a person in charge who is responsible for the daily affairs and personnel arrangements in the chicken farm.
So Zhou Yi and his team found the person in charge of Chicken Farm No. 5 and confirmed some surprising information from him.
The chicken farm manager confirmed several things.
First, on January 29th, Yang Jian did not come to work. The person in charge thought that he had something going on at home or was not feeling well. After all, it was inconvenient to find him without a phone.
As a result, he never came again, so I thought he went to work somewhere else. After all, mechanics like him are much more sought-after than workers like Sister Huang.
But what he found strange was that the company paid salaries in advance before the Chinese New Year. Since it was in cash, everyone needed to sign and pick it up.
As a result, Yang Jian didn't even come to collect his January salary, which was very abnormal because everyone knew that he had spent all his savings on his wife's medical treatment and was the one who needed money the most.
The person in charge said that Yang Jian’s salary is still in the drawer, and he patted his desk as he spoke.
Zhou Yi directly said that he would hand it over to the police and they would hand it over to Yang Jian’s daughter, as this was what she deserved.
Although it may not be much, it is a very precious sum of money for the little girl and the old lady.
In addition, Zhou Yi doubted the authenticity of what the person in charge said.
In fact, after Zhou Yi said this, the other party broke out in a cold sweat. Then he pretended to search for a long time, but finally secretly took out more than 300 yuan from his wallet under the table and handed it to Zhou Yi awkwardly.
So it is obvious that he has pocketed the money and is still pretending to be a good person.
But he never expected that Zhou Yi would actually ask him for money directly.
Zhou Yi asked Xia Yu to write him a receipt and asked him to keep it safe. If he was worried that the police did not give the money to Yang Jian's family, he could go directly to the public security bureau to report it.
He was so scared that he kept saying he didn't dare.
The second thing was to confirm that on January 29th, the company did send Li Tiewang to take away a truckload of dead chickens.
But the key lies in this batch of dead chickens.
These chickens did not die of disease, but were killed by poison he personally administered.
But he didn't know why he did this, because someone from the company called him and asked him to do it.
But this person was not the accountant Fan Zhongliang, but the company's chairman Zheng Guangming.
This information was far beyond Zhou Yi's expectations. From a power perspective, it was impossible for Fan Zhongliang to let him do such a thing.
Even if Fan Zhongliang is Zheng Guangming's confidant, he would not listen to him on such matters. Who will bear the losses when they are held accountable?
But Zheng Guangming was different. Zheng Guangming called him personally, so even if he felt strange, he had to do it.
So that morning, he personally picked out about a hundred chickens, killed them with rat poison, and then piled them aside waiting for Li Tiewang to come and take them away.
Because Zheng Guangming had asked him on the phone not to let anyone else know about this.
The third thing was even more outrageous. Just as Li Tiewang took away the batch of dead chickens, Zheng Guangming called again.
He was asked to prepare another batch of chickens, poison them to death as well, and then around five o'clock, Fan Zhongliang would drive over to take them away.
Zheng Guangming warned him on the phone not to tell anyone about this matter, otherwise he would be fired and would not be able to find a job in Anyuan.
Zhou Yi asked him what he said now.
He said with a frightened look on his face that something had happened in General Zheng's family and the news had spread like wildfire. He was afraid of getting into trouble, so he swore that every word he said was the truth.
Then around five o'clock that day, Fan Zhongliang arrived in a company truck. After arriving, he moved the dead chickens away by himself.
He even stepped forward to ask if he needed help, but Fan Zhongliang glared at him and told him not to come over.
Such a result was both within Zhou Yi's expectations and beyond his expectations.
He was basically certain that the purpose of poisoning the chicken was to conceal the truth and burn Yang Jian's body.
Yang Jian’s body must be hidden in the car driven by Fan Zhongliang, under the pile of dead chickens!
This trick of replacing one thing with another is really cruel. If it weren't for the help of the old man at the crematorium, this matter would have been difficult to investigate.
But what he didn't expect was that the mastermind behind the whole thing was Zheng Guangming, and Fan Zhongliang was just his henchman.
But the question is, why would Zheng Guangming, a big boss, go to so much trouble to kill a small mechanic under his command?
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