Chapter 104
Chang Ting stared at the English name and sat up straight.
I didn’t know that the male god 001’s surname was Xing before, and I didn’t pay attention to English names with the same pronunciation.
Now I see it, it's like a nail sticking out of my eye.
He immediately asked his colleagues for help and checked the system.
The colleague quickly gave feedback on the results. Chang Ting stared at the screen and almost crushed the phone.
He instantly understood how Xing Yao had managed to change his identity so perfectly and hide his real name.
Regardless of his real name or pseudonym, he has never been entered into the domestic population information system.
Xing Yao was transformed from an unregistered resident to a foreigner, Chason Xing.
Chaisen Xing.
Some small countries have illegal transactions involving borrowing and selling.
Illegal intermediaries collude with corrupt officials in these places and are able to buy the country's loans through bribery.
These small countries often have underdeveloped economies and imperfect regulatory systems, and officials will participate in such illegal transactions for personal gain.
Not to mention an illegal immigrant in the country, even a fugitive can obtain all the seemingly legal identity documents of that country by simply sneaking over and paying a high fee, and then become a citizen of that country and apply for a passport.
Then, they come to China as foreign businessmen or job applicants, live, work and do business, and become successful.
Chang Ting stared at Chason Xing's first entry time.
Five years ago.
It’s been three months since Qiu Yue disappeared.
It was at this point in time that the undocumented illegal immigrant Xing Yao became a foreigner named Chason Xing.
Before Chang Ting could catch his breath, Zhou Zhengzheng called and said hurriedly:
"Master, I had nothing to do here, so I went through the files on my phone. I found an English name on the membership list for that pair of business leather shoes..."
"Chason Xing." Chang Ting took over.
Zhou Zhengzheng's voice trembled: "You discovered it too? Is there...something wrong?"
Chang Ting suppressed his turbulent mood and looked at the information. He said, "This person is a foreign employee in China. The company that hired him is Xingchang Art Trading Company. His position is Director of International Accounts.
"Zhu Zangmo held his last art exhibition at this business."
Zhou Zhengzheng was silent for a while, then choked out, "Master, I made a mistake.
"In Xu Candong's call logs before the incident, there was a customer service number whose call was not connected, and that number was from Xingchang Art Store.
"I thought he had mistakenly dialed a sales call, so I didn't investigate further... It's all my fault."
She blamed herself immensely.
Chang Ting breathed a sigh of relief and consoled him, "This isn't a mistake, it's a misstep. Xing Yao isn't the legal representative of the company, he's just an employee. Furthermore, changing his name would make him a foreigner."
"Even if you investigated further, you could only find the legal representative at most."
He looked at the name of the legal representative of Xingchang Trading Company: Lu Dun.
"If they are not in the same group, the clues will still end with the legal person. If they are in the same group, they will obstruct and cover up, making it difficult to trace it back to a foreign employee.
“Although Zhu Zangmo has connections with the company, he is ostensibly just a partner, so it’s too easy to completely deny it.
"Only when the name Xing Yao appears can the missing link be filled in and the clues be connected.
"Don't rush to review yourself. Don't forget what you're doing right now. Stay calm and be prepared for a sudden attack. I'll report right away and investigate the whereabouts of this fake foreigner."
Now that we know Xing Yao's current identity and name, things become much simpler.
Chang Ting didn't dare to leave his post. After all, this was where Xing Yao was most likely to appear.
He called Xiao Pingyuan directly to report. Xiao Pingyuan got out of bed in the middle of the night and arranged the operation and mobilized police forces.
The police quickly identified Chason Xing's residence, a luxurious large flat.
But no one answered the door.
After breaking into the house, we found that the huge house was decorated in cold colors and was extremely clean.
Chang Ting did not leave the ambush point, but stayed in the car and talked on the phone with his colleagues who were searching Xing Yao's residence.
"No one's home." The colleague on the other end of the phone said, "The phone can't be located, it must be turned off. Wait..."
Chang Ting's heart was lifted: "Did you find anything?"
A shout came from the other side: "Who's in there? Open the door!"
It's like finding a locked door.
"Police, open the door!"
"Break the door!"
"Bang!"
The door had obviously been kicked open.
Chang Ting was extremely anxious: "What's going on? Did they catch him?"
I only heard a colleague yell: "Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
A chaotic sound: "Cardiopulmonary resuscitation!" "Artificial respiration!" "Call 120!"
After a while, a whimpering sound was heard, like the cry of a dying animal.
Chang Ting scratched his head and wanted to look into his phone to see what was going on.
It took a while before his colleagues had time to talk to him.
"That was a close call, Brother Chang! If you had come in a minute later, this girl would have definitely died!"
"What girl?"
My colleague was incoherent and it took a lot of effort for me to explain what happened clearly.
It turned out that they found a locked door and heard a faint creaking sound from inside.
After breaking into the room, they saw a bronze vintage ceiling fan slowly turning, with a woman hanging below.
The woman's hands were tied behind her back and a rope hanging from a ceiling fan was placed around her neck.
There is a small wooden stool under my feet.
The ceiling fan was on its lowest setting, spinning with her, and the bearings creaked under her weight.
She stretched her toes to step onto the stool, and the rope loosened a little so that she could breathe.
This torture had obviously lasted for a long time, as her toenails had been rubbed against the stool until they were broken and the bones were exposed.
The bench was covered in flesh and blood.
She no longer had the strength to reach for the stool and had already suffocated and fallen unconscious before the police broke down the door.
My colleague was still terrified: "Oh my god, I finally know what it means to be in a critical situation. Now I'm fine, I'm alive. This is really not something a human could come up with. To call them animals is an insult to animals."
After a while, the girl was able to speak again and asked some more questions. The colleague reported to Chang Ting:
"She said her name was Liu Daixiao, and she was that Chai Senxing's... girlfriend.
"It was Chai Senxing who hung her there... He said it wasn't the first time...
"She doesn't know where Chai Senxing went."
On the other side, another team of colleagues took action at the same time and pulled Lu Dun, the legal representative and general manager of Xingchang Trading Company, out of his bed.
He knows nothing about anything.
Lu Dun said that Chason Xing was just a highly paid account director hired by the bank, and he knew nothing about his private life and had no idea where he had gone.
Chang Ting judged that there was probably something wrong with Lu Dun, but he couldn't get him to talk for the time being.
Now it is possible to check Chai Senxing's travel trajectory through the traffic management system, but Chang Ting feels it is too late.
Xing Yao must have taken action. The danger is imminent.
However, Zhou Zhengzheng, who was staying at Chen He's house, was on high alert and did not detect any movement.
If Xing Yao didn't attack the fake Chen He, then...
Chang Ting's heart was in his throat, and he called Chen He directly.
No one answered for a long time.
He hung up and called Zhang You again: "Where's Chen He?"
"Inside the house." Zhang You said from the other end, "There's nothing going on here."
Chang Ting's voice was dry and cold: "Go over now and let her answer the phone."
"Okay... Don't worry, Brother Chang. I'm right across from her. I've been keeping the door open and watching her closely. I can see anyone going to her room or her leaving. It's nothing serious..."
Zhang You knocked on the door through the receiver: "Teacher Chen, it's me."
With a creak, the door opened.
Chang Ting breathed a sigh of relief.
But Zhang You suddenly raised his voice: "Why are you here? Where's Teacher Chen?"
Chang Ting's eyes went dark.
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