Chapter 168
Chang Ting's phone vibrated. It was his apprentice calling.
Chang Ting picked up the phone and asked hurriedly, "Zhou Zhengzheng, what are you doing..."
"Master, I'm on my way to Yanzhou." Zhou Zhengzheng interrupted him, "I have the electronic version of the investigation materials here. What's the point of you taking the paper version? I just checked. Wang Ma, Wang Hanshuang, is Lu Shuping's mother, right?"
Chang Ting seemed to be stuck and couldn't speak.
Zhou Zhengzheng heard the noise of a car running:
"Auntie Wang's phone is turned off right now. The woman driving the Volkswagen that kidnapped Song Zhou is most likely her. Zhang You found out that the Volkswagen was heading to Yanzhou.
"Master, Lu Shuping is your classmate. If you were to handle this, it would be difficult. There are four of us, including me and three colleagues. We have enough manpower. Leave it to us, Master."
Chang Ting was silent for a while, and finally spoke in a dry voice: "The nanny that Director Xiao saw at Zhu Zangmo's house on November 27th was not her.
"She must have found someone to take her place. So, she had the time to commit the crime. She is a strong suspect in kidnapping Song Zhou."
"I understand." Zhou Zhengzheng said, "We can reach Yanzhou before dark. I will catch... find her."
Zhou Zhengzheng hung up the phone.
Chang Ting stood in the hallway, the cold wind blowing in from the door, making his mood a mess.
He let out a breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
Luckily, Zhou Zhengzheng went in his place. The thought of personally putting handcuffs on Lu Shuping's mother's hands... felt like a rope was tightening around my heart.
fine.
Zhou Zhengzheng went to find Wang Ma, then he would deal with Lu Dun - he moved the joints of his fists, and they cracked.
Zhang Yougang approached and stepped back a little, fearing he would be implicated. "Brother Chang, Zhou Zhengzheng provoked you, so you can't hit me."
"Why would I hit you?" Chang Ting said with a fierce look on his face. "Go and go through the formalities and summon Lu Dun."
The next morning, Lu Dun was summoned to the interrogation room of the bureau.
Due to all the previous missed opportunities, Chang Ting had never met Lu Dun. This was the first time they met face to face.
Lu Dun was in his fifties, tall, well-dressed, with slightly gray hair at his temples.
Due to his profession, his every move and gesture displays the elegance of an artist, but his eyes also reveal the shrewdness of a businessman.
He sat in the interrogation chair with a relaxed posture, as if the chair under his butt was not an iron-framed interrogation chair, but a comfortable boss chair in the office, and arrogance emanated from him.
Chang Ting sat at the table opposite and didn't say a word after he sat down.
Holding a folder in his hand, he looked down for a while, then looked up at Lu Dun sitting on the interrogation chair.
It's like checking the instructions to see what the thing is.
Lu Dun felt uncomfortable being stared at.
He showed his impatience: "Officer, if you want to check the accounts, I will fully cooperate. You can move all the financial information away. The business can't be done anymore. The store has been closed for the past few days.
"Now you suddenly searched my house and brought me here, what's the meaning?"
When this matter was mentioned, Chang Ting's face became even more gloomy.
The search of Lu Dun's home yielded nothing, and no signs were found that Song Zhou had been detained.
Lu Dun knocked his knuckles on the small iron table in front of him, revealing a scoundrel tone: "Officer, my time is precious."
Chang Ting slammed the folder shut and finally spoke: "I'm not looking for you today about the business. I'm looking for you about forging license plates."
"Forged license plates?" Lu Dun spread his hands in surprise. "Which car? When did it happen?"
"How many cars do you have?" Chang Ting asked.
"Two. A Mercedes and a Volkswagen."
"We went to your garage and looked. The Mercedes is there, but where's the Volkswagen?"
"Someone else borrowed it and opened it."
"Who borrowed it?"
"Mother Wang of Zhu Zangmo's family."
Lu Dun responded fluently without any hesitation. Either he was extremely frank or he was well prepared.
Chang Ting crossed his arms and looked at him, "Why did you lend your car to Zhu Zangmo's nanny?"
Lu Dun's eyes widened, one hand tapping the palm of the other, and his tone became more serious:
"It's because she's Zhu Zangmo's nanny! Painter Zhu is our company's most important partner and the god of wealth!
"There's an old saying that a prime minister's servant is a seventh-rank official. Even though Aunt Wang is just a nanny, Painter Zhu and his wife treat her very well, like a real sister. So of course I have to respect her, too."
"Whenever I visit the Zhu family during festivals, I always bring her a gift.
"She said she wanted to go back to her hometown, and she had too much stuff to take a long-distance bus, so she asked me to lend her my car. How could I refuse?
"If she goes back and says something bad about me to Painter Zhu, and he stops representing us, then I won't lose more than I gain.
"Besides, it's just borrowing the car, it's not a big deal. Of course I'm handing over the car keys with both hands to show my attitude!"
Chang Ting asked, "When did you borrow it?"
Lu Dun raised his head and pretended to think: "Let me think about it..."
He tapped the iron table and thought for a while before naming a date: "It seems to be... November 23rd."
"What?" Chang Ting was shocked. "Are you sure?"
Lu Dun thought about it again and said, "That's right. You can go to my community and check the surveillance."
Chang Ting felt like a storm was brewing in his heart.
November 23rd - On this day, Xing Yao hung his girlfriend Liu Daixiao on the fan and rushed to Lanzhou.
The next day, Song Zhou was kidnapped and taken to Qingde Auto Repair Shop.
That night, Song Zhou rescued himself and evacuated the auto repair shop with Chen He and Niu Zhuangzhuang, leaving Xing Yao alone in the workshop.
About ten minutes later, someone pressed the modified remote control, killing Xing Yao.
Afterwards, on November 27, Song Zhou disappeared again near the Qingde Auto Repair Shop, and Qiu Yue’s Weibo post was subsequently released.
The Volkswagen and its driver, "Sister Cotton Coat", were located through Qiu Yue's mobile phone positioning.
All signs indicate that Sister Cotton Coat is Wang Ma.
If the Volkswagen on the 23rd went to Lanzhou... could it be that the bombing of Xing Yao and the kidnapping of Song Zhou were both done by Wang Ma?!
Chang Ting remained silent for a long time. Lü Dun was already looking surprised. "Officer, what did you just say about a fake license plate? What's wrong with the car? It can't be right?"
"Auntie Wang was just driving back to her hometown. How could she, an ordinary woman in her 50s or 60s, do such a thing? You must be mistaken. It's impossible. Please investigate further."
He said "impossible" but in fact, he was putting all the blame on Wang Ma.
Chang Ting stared at Lu Dun in silence, thinking that there would be little harvest today.
Zhang You, who was taking notes, suddenly looked at his mobile phone. Then, he took the materials from Chang Ting's hand, wrote something with a pen, and pushed it back in front of Chang Ting.
Chang Ting took a look and paused for a moment.
Then he stood up and walked forward to open the table of the interrogation chair.
"It could be a mistake. We'll figure it out. Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your cooperation."
Lu Dun's smile suddenly widened, and he stood up: "This is as I should."
"Let me see you off." Chang Ting tucked the materials under his arm, put his other hand on Lu Dun's shoulder in a familiar manner, and walked out of the interrogation room.
As they walked down the stairs, Chang Ting asked, "Boss Lu is very familiar with Zhu Zangmo and his wife?"
Lu Dun laughed heartily: "Of course, we've been partners for many years."
"You are more familiar with Fu Weiru than Zhu Zangmo, right?" Chang Ting suddenly said.
Lu Dun missed a step.
Not only did Chang Ting not help him, he also let go of his hand.
Lu Dun stumbled down a few steps before grabbing the handrail to steady himself, luckily avoiding twisting his ankle.
Chang Ting looked down at him coldly: "Be careful, Mr. Lu, it's just a joke, why are you so nervous?"
Lu Dun's face turned grim. "How can I not be nervous? I can't make such a joke, Officer Chang. If Painter Zhu hears it and misunderstands it, I won't be able to do business anymore!"
Chang Ting walked down and patted him: "I didn't say anything, look how scared you are."
Lu Dun took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead, forcing a smile: "I was scared because I almost fell down..."
Chang Ting took out his car keys and said, "I'll give you a ride in the police car."
"No, no! I understand! If police cars keep driving to the door, the neighbors will talk about me. I can just take a taxi!" Lu Dun walked towards the door as if he was escaping.
Chang Ting stopped and saw that even in such a cold day, the back collar of Lu Dun's shirt was wet with sweat.
After watching Lu Dun disappear, he blurted out, "You can't hide anymore, old fox."
He pulled the folder from under his arm, opened it, and turned to the last page.
There is a sentence Zhang You just added by hand:
"Before her marriage, Fu Weiru worked in the finance department of an art auction house and may have had a romantic relationship with Lu Dun."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
