Chapter 125 Watch
Just now, while the cats and dogs in the village were chatting, Xia Mufan heard that Ye Rong had a head injury and was bleeding a lot, and was carried up the mountain by Ye Cong.
If he's dead, what's the point of us still wasting time here?
If he is not dead, he may be hidden in a cave by Ye Cong. We must find out Ye Rong's whereabouts as quickly as possible and rescue him.
Therefore, Xia Mufan made a quick decision and stopped enduring, but instead struck with lightning speed.
As soon as they heard the team leader say that they wanted to resolve the case quickly, the Serious Crime Unit 7 immediately took action.
The four of them gathered around Xia Mufan, waiting for her next instruction.
Xia Mufan looked at Ye Cong and gave a brief but powerful command: "Cuff him!"
Gong Weiguo took the handcuffs from his waist, strode forward, twisted Ye Cong's arms behind his back, and handcuffed him with a crisp click. Then he dragged Ye Cong to Xia Mufan's side and kicked Ye Cong in the back of the knee. Ye Cong fell to the ground with a thud.
Gong Weiguo's movements were as smooth as flowing water, which stunned all the villagers.
Qian Huifen was so frightened that she quickly got up from the ground and rushed to her son: "My Ah Cong..."
Sun Xianbing and Yu Jing blocked Qian Huifen from the left and right.
Xia Mufan said coldly: "The police are investigating the case, please do not disturb them."
Qian Huifen screamed and shouted, and the villagers began to make noise again.
However, because of the intimidation of the police uniforms, they only dared to stand far away and shout.
Zhu Qiang raised his hand and spoke in a loud voice that could be heard from far away: "Fellow villagers, please don't get excited. We police officers are performing our duties. If you make a fuss, don't blame me, Zhu Qiang, for being rude!"
Zhu Qiang is the police officer in charge of this area, which includes household registration management, neighborhood disputes, and maintaining public order. Although he seldom comes here, he is quite common in the village. When the villagers heard his shout, they gradually quieted down.
The village committee director was worried when he saw this. He explained to Zhu Qiang: "Officer Zhu, please persuade them. You are here to find Ye Rong, right? His family said that Ye Rong left the village three days ago. Why did you arrest him? What does this have to do with Ye Cong?"
Ye Xianfu finally put down his pipe and walked out, hunched over, coughing as he spoke: "Arong is not at home. He arrived home at noon on the 12th, and many people in the village saw him. The director also brought a piece of bacon over, ate at home, and talked to Arong about his work in the city, right?"
Ye Jinggui nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, everyone is very happy that Ye Rong has returned to the village. I chatted with him for a while. On the 12th and 13th, there were many visitors to their house. There were also students who came to ask Ye Rong questions. Ye Rong was very patient."
Xia Mufan interrupted them: "I just want to know how Ye Rong left the village. Did anyone see him?"
Ye Cong's hands were handcuffed behind his back, and his muscles were twisted and uncomfortable. He shouted, "I told you, my brother left early in the morning on the 14th! I personally sent him to the village entrance."
The three men who had just shouted that the police were beating people also started shouting, "Yes! We saw Ye Cong escorting his brother out of the village."
Xia Mufan glanced at the three men who were shouting.
They were dressed simply, with muddy rubber shoes on their feet. They were all strong farmers in their thirties.
Xia Mufan pointed at the three men and looked at the village committee director: "Who are these three people who said that Ye Rong left?"
Ye Jingfu gave them a warning look and said to Xia Mufan, "Everyone in this village has the surname Ye. Until Ye Rong's generation, they all have single names. These three are Ye Rong's uncles. Their names are Dezhong, Dazhuang, and Jianhai."
Xia Mufan looked at the three people and whispered a few words in Gong Weiguo's ear. Gong Weiguo nodded, and took action at the same time as Sun Xianbing and Yu Jing, pulling Ye Dezhong, Ye Dazhuang and Ye Jianhai out of the crowd and bringing them into the house.
Xia Mufan squatted down and met Ye Cong's gaze, with a cold look in his eyes: "Ye Cong, what time did you send Ye Rong out of the village? Which road did you take? When did you return?"
Ye Cong was not stupid. When he saw Ye Dezhong and the other two being brought into the main room by the police, where he could neither see nor hear anything, he felt a little nervous and his eyes started to roll around.
Xia Mufan sneered, "Have you forgotten what happened three days ago?"
Ye Cong shook his head and swallowed his saliva. He said, "At five o'clock in the morning on the 14th, before dawn, my brother got up and said he wanted to go home. He and I lived in the same room, and I got up after being woken up by him. It was very foggy in the morning, and I couldn't see the road clearly. I was a little worried, so I sent him off. We took the road at the west end of the village. I stood at the entrance of the village for a while and then came back."
Xia Mufan listened carefully, his eyes extremely sharp.
Feng Xiaoyu had been standing beside her. When she heard Ye Cong say that Ye Rong got up at five o'clock and went out, returning in the heavy fog, she couldn't help but grit her teeth. The mountain road is difficult to travel and the heavy fog makes it not suitable to go out. What exactly forced Ye Rong to leave so early in the morning?
After Ye Cong finished speaking, Xia Mufan asked, "How thick is the fog?"
Ye Cong answered without hesitation: "It's very big, and I can't see the road clearly."
Judging from his expression, he was not lying.
Xia Mufan asked: "What clothes is Ye Rong wearing? What luggage did he bring?"
Ye Cong thought for a moment and said, "Just his usual clothes, a white shirt, black pants, and a pair of sneakers. As for his luggage, he only had a blue-gray faux leather bag."
Xia Mufan asked, "Is the bag heavy?"
Ye Cong looked away: "It's not heavy, just a few clothes."
Xia Mufan asked again: "Was the road easy to walk on that day?"
Ye Cong said, "It's not easy to walk. It rained the day before and it's very slippery."
Xia Mufan said: "If it's not easy to go, why set out so early?"
Ye Cong's eyes were a little evasive: "I don't know, my brother always gets up early, and if he says he wants to go, no one will stop him."
Xia Mufan asked, "Did you run into anyone from the village when you went out?"
Ye Cong was about to shake his head when he suddenly thought of something: "I ran into Uncle Dezhong, Uncle Dazhuang, and Uncle Jianhai."
Xia Mufan said "Oh", "Why are they out so early?"
Ye Cong was a little nervous and swallowed his saliva again: "I just said hello and didn't ask them."
Xia Mufan pressed on: "Where did you meet? What did you say when you greeted each other?"
Ye Cong was not stupid. Every sentence Xia Mufan asked might need to be verified with Ye Dezhong and the other three later, so he answered very carefully: "Just, at the west entrance of the village, we said a few words casually."
Xia Mushige asked: "Did you meet the three of them together, or separately?"
Ye Cong's eyes rolled around.
Xia Mufan didn't even give him time to think, and shouted, "Answer my question!"
Ye Cong was close to her, and Xia Mufan's words of care were like thunder in his ears, which frightened him and made him shudder: "Separate, separate."
"Who did you see first? Who did you see later?"
Ye Cong's forehead began to sweat. He closed his eyes and decided to throw the pot into chaos: "I was wrong just now. We saw them together! They are together."
Xia Mufan nodded, stood up, and said to Feng Xiaoyu, "Shut his mouth!" Then he looked at the village committee director Ye Jinggui, "Director Ye, did you hear what Ye Cong said?"
Ye Jinggui nodded quickly: "I heard it. His father said the same thing. Ye Rong left home early in the morning three days ago."
Xia Mufan raised his voice and said, "Weiguo, bring the people over here."
Gong Weiguo walked out, pressing on Ye Dezhong's left shoulder.
Xia Mufan asked: "Ye Dezhong, you got up very early three days ago."
Ye Dezhong looked at Ye Cong quietly and nodded blankly: "Ah, yes, yes."
Xia Mushige: "What time did you get up?"
Ye Dezhong was clever: "I didn't see it. It's early anyway."
Xia Mufan: "You left with Ye Dazhuang and Ye Jianhai?"
Ye Dezhong shook his head: "No, no, no, I just... was squatting at the door and saw it."
There was a buzz in the crowd.
Just now Ye Congming clearly said that he saw Ye Dezhong and the other three together, so why is it that now Ye Dezhong says that he saw them while squatting at the door of his house?
Who is lying?
The villagers' reactions made Ye Dezhong a little flustered. He subconsciously looked at Ye Cong, but was shocked: Ye Cong had a piece of tape on his mouth, and was making faces at him desperately, but could only make "hmm, hmm" sounds.
Xia Mufan didn't give Ye Dezhong a chance to change his mind: "Where is your home?"
Ye Dezhong pointed to the east. His house was the third farmhouse to the east of Ye Rong's house.
Xia Mufan: "It was foggy that morning, with visibility less than 20 meters. Your house is 100 meters away from Ye Cong's house, how can you see it?"
Ye Cong's eyes turned red with anxiety, and Ye Dezhong was a little panicked: "They are all from the same village. As soon as the two brothers go out, they will know it by hearing the sound."
Xia Mushige said: "Then you only heard it, not saw it."
Ye Dezhong had no choice but to lower his head: "Yes, yes, I heard Ye Cong send his brother out."
Xia Mufan nodded and asked Sun Xianbing to bring Ye Dazhuang out.
"Where do you live?"
Someone in the crowd answered for him: "He lives in the east end of the village."
Xia Mufan looked at Ye Dazhuang: "What time did you get up three days ago?"
Ye Dazhuang stole a glance at Ye Cong, then at Ye Dezhong, his arrogance was no longer as arrogant as before: "I, I usually get up quite early."
Xia Mufan asked: "What time did you see Ye Cong send his brother off?"
Ye Dazhuang looked around and stammered.
Ye Dezhong wanted to speak, but Xia Mufan gave him a look and the words were stuck in his throat.
The villagers also realized that the police were interrogating them on the spot to prevent them from colluding with each other in their testimony.
It is human nature to watch the fun, but the village was too remote and there was no entertainment. Those who had been clamoring for the police to get out of the village suddenly became excited.
Ye Dazhuang was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so he lowered his head and said, "Dezhong told me that, I didn't see it."
Xia Mufan said: "Then you didn't see it with your own eyes."
When Ye Jianhai came out, he asked the same question. He was quick-witted. Seeing the villagers looking forward to a good show, he seemed to understand something. He slumped his shoulders and said directly, "I heard it from Dazhuang."
Xia Mufan raised his voice: "No one saw Ye Cong send his brother out, why are you three just following suit and making a fuss!"
She swept her eyes over the crowd, and everyone felt that she was scolding them. Their excitement faded a lot, and the noise became smaller. Only a few people grumbled, "Ye Cong and Ye Rong are brothers, so why would they harm him?"
Xia Mufan's back was straight.
She was tall to begin with, and the uniform made her figure even more graceful. The mountain breeze blew past, and her long black hair fluttered. At this moment, Xia Mufan exuded an intimidating aura, making the villagers dare not look directly at her.
Xia Mufan's voice was clear and calm: "The confessions of Ye Dezhong and the other two are inconsistent with Ye Cong. One of them must be lying. The one who is lying is the suspect of Ye Rong's disappearance. In order to find out who is lying, please go to the police station together."
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Dezhong, Ye Dazhuang, and Ye Jianhai shook their hands in panic: "It has nothing to do with us. We didn't see Ye Cong send Ye Rong this morning. We didn't see anything. We won't go to the police station."
After saying that, the three of them ran away as if there were wild dogs chasing them.
Ye Cong was so angry that he wanted to yell, but his mouth was taped and his hands were cuffed, so he struggled desperately.
Xia Mufan stretched out his hand and pressed on Ye Cong's shoulder. With great force, Ye Cong felt half of his body go numb and he could not exert any strength at all. He had to give up struggling.
Xia Mufan swept his eyes across the room and said, "The police are investigating a case. Anyone who is outside please disperse first. Otherwise, follow me back to the police station!"
The common people have a natural fear of the police station, and when they heard Xia Mufan's words, the villagers dispersed.
"Let's go, let's not just stand here and watch the fun, or you'll end up being dragged down like Da Zhuang and the others."
"What does Ye Rong's family affairs have to do with us? Don't get into trouble."
"If the police want to arrest someone, they will arrest Ye Cong. Go away, go away!"
In just a blink of an eye, all the villagers who were standing in front of Ye Rong's house watching the excitement dispersed.
Qian Huifen called out to this and that, but now seeing that Xia Mufan had such a strong attitude, everyone was afraid of getting into trouble, so they all ran away.
Zhu Qiang couldn't help but admire Xia Mufan secretly when he saw how this conflict was quickly resolved.
She first controlled Ye Cong with lightning speed, then brought the three villagers who took the initiative to come forward for questioning, exposed their lies in front of everyone, and finally threatened to go to the police station to clear the suspicion. She scared away the villagers who were watching the fun and avoided possible bloodshed.
Finally, Xia Mufan's ears were cleared, and he stared at Ye Cong and asked, "Where did you take Ye Rong?"
Ye Cong was still crying out for injustice: "Why are you wrongly accusing me? I sent my brother on this trip out of good intentions, why do you have to blame me?"
Xia Mufan lifted Ye Cong up with one hand, stretched out his right hand, and took out a watch from his trouser pocket: "What is this?"
The mountain air in September was cool and the mountain breeze brought gusts of chill, but beads of sweat appeared on Ye Cong's forehead.
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