Ning Zhiheng then searched the kitchen, but it was spotless. There were no leftovers in the cupboards, and the dishes and chopsticks were all washed and neatly arranged!
Ning Zhiheng found nothing amiss, except that the house seemed a little too clean, as if it had been deliberately cleaned.
He checked the time, then shook his head in disappointment. This time, his hasty entry had yielded no valuable clues and had only alerted Yan Yichun. He realized that his own mindset was not good and he had been too impatient, which ultimately led to the mistake.
Without erasing any traces, he quickly climbed through the window, went into the yard, looked around, and began to examine the area.
If Yan Yichun truly murdered Li Wenlin, and Li Wenlin bled profusely, then Yan Yichun would certainly have been covered in blood during the attack and dragging of Li Wenlin.
What should be done with these blood-stained clothes? If he is meticulous, he won't just throw them away. If the clothes are found, it's easy for problems to arise. For example, someone could determine his height and weight based on the size of the clothes, or someone could simply recognize that these are his clothes.
Therefore, the safest method is to burn the clothes. Since Ning Zhiheng couldn't find these traces in the room, he could only try searching in the yard.
He had excellent eyesight and finally noticed a spot in the corner where the soil was slightly different in color from the surrounding soil.
If Ning Zhiheng hadn't had eyesight far exceeding that of ordinary people, it would have been difficult to notice this anomaly. He squatted down and used his fingers to dig open the soil. The soil was very loose, indicating that it had just been dug up and then backfilled.
He continued digging and soon dug a small pit, finally revealing a black mass of burning debris.
He grabbed another handful of the residue, put it to his nose and sniffed it. There was still a faint smell of burning; it had just been burned, and the smell of gunpowder hadn't completely dissipated.
Ning Zhiheng carefully sifted through the pile of debris, examining it bit by bit, and finally picked out a small piece of clothing. He held the piece of clothing in front of him, his eyes filled with excitement.
"That can't be wrong!" Ning Zhiheng murmured.
Based on the previous coincidences, the clump of debris in Ning Zhiheng's hand, and the small piece of cloth, Ning Zhiheng was now certain that Yan Yichun was the murderer of Li Wenlin. The most urgent task now was to arrest him as soon as possible and question him about the real reason for killing Li Wenlin!
God help me, please don't get involved with Yong An Bank, or things will get really serious!
Ning Zhiheng took off his coat, wrapped the debris and scraps of cloth inside, and then climbed over the wall.
He hurried back to the crime scene, started his car, and drove as fast as he could towards the Military Intelligence Investigation Department.
As soon as Ning Zhiheng entered the Military Intelligence Investigation Department, he grabbed his coat and went straight to Zhao Ziliang's office.
"Section Chief, we've found the murderer who killed Li Wenlin!" Ning Zhiheng didn't knock, but pushed the door open and said to Zhao Ziliang, who was handling official business in his office.
Seeing Ning Zhiheng's appearance and hearing his words, Zhao Ziliang quickly stood up and said to Ning Zhiheng, "What exactly happened? Explain yourself!"
Ning Zhiheng wasted no more time and hurriedly recounted from beginning to end his investigation of the scene today, including every step of his judgment and reasoning, as well as his personal visit to Yan Yichun's house to collect evidence. He then spread out his coat to reveal the residue and pieces of cloth inside.
After hearing Ning Zhiheng's account, Zhao Ziliang grabbed a handful of residue and smelled it carefully, finally confirming Ning Zhiheng's judgment.
He thought for a moment and said, "We should still notify Gu Zhengqi about the arrest of Yan Yichun. After all, he is from the intelligence department. Let them do the arrest themselves. We shouldn't be the bad guys."
I have worked with Gu Zhengqi for many years and I know his personality very well. Don't be fooled by his seemingly nice and harmless demeanor. When he gets angry, he won't give face to anyone. After all, he has been in charge of the intelligence department for many years and is proud and arrogant at heart!
If Yan Yichun truly killed Li Wenlin because of Yong'an Bank's actions, I'm confident I can just arrest him and he'll confess. But if it was just a personal grudge, and we make a huge scene, embarrassing him, then we'll have a grudge for him!"
Despite Zhao Ziliang's usual domineering attitude towards Gu Zhengqi, he is actually quite wary of Gu Zhengqi deep down!
"I will follow the section chief's arrangements!" Ning Zhiheng knew that Gu Zhengqi was no less formidable than Zhao Ziliang, and perhaps even more so, to be able to hold the position of section chief of the First Department of the Military Intelligence Investigation Bureau. Therefore, he always treated Gu Zhengqi with utmost respect and would never offend him easily!
Zhao Ziliang returned to his desk, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.
"Old Gu, I have something important to discuss with you. Please condescend to come to my place!" Zhao Ziliang said, trying to soften his tone.
"Haha, Lao Zhao, is this the first time you've invited me to your place? Did the sun rise in the west today?" Gu Zhengqi laughed heartily.
Zhao Ziliang's face immediately turned ugly, and he said in a harsh voice, "Enough with the nonsense. It's a matter of life and death. Get over here as soon as possible. I'm waiting for you!"
He slammed the phone down, cursing, "Smiling tiger! You won't be laughing like that in a minute!"
When Gu Zhengqi heard Zhao Ziliang's words, his heart sank. After working together for many years, just as Zhao Ziliang understood him, Gu Zhengqi, he also knew Zhao Ziliang very well.
Zhao Ziliang was a man who never joked about work matters. This time, something serious must have happened. Thinking of this, he didn't dare to delay and hurried to Zhao Ziliang's office.
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