Man is the container of secrets, and once the lock is opened, endless secrets are poured out.
The investigation of Luo Xiangfu's interpersonal relationship was carried out for a whole day, and until late at night, Luo Xiangfu's image has gradually become three-dimensional and vivid from a flat name.
Compared with most men in their 60s in Dongye City, Luo Xiangfu's social relations are a bit more complicated.
As early as more than 20 years ago, he resigned from the township primary school, and then no longer engaged in a fixed job, but earned elegant commissions by painting and writing for bosses from all walks of life, identifying the authenticity of calligraphy and painting. This was undoubtedly very "avant-garde" at the time. And Kang Yu is a middle school teacher, although the salary is not much, but he is respected. The couple raised a child together and lived a relaxed and enjoyable life.
Although the Luo family's house is not very good, Luo Xiangfu's usual clothes are not on the table. In summer, it is a T-shirt of dozens of dollars, suit pants with washed threads, and a pair of gray leather shoes. On the other hand, the economic conditions of the Luo family are not bad. A few years ago, Luo Xiaolong, the only son of the Luo family, went out of town to start a business, and Luo Xiangfu directly supported 2 million.
Two million is by no means a small amount. An ordinary family may not be able to scrape together two million. After the money was allocated, the life of the Luo family was not affected. Later, Luo Xiangfu fell in love with photography and saved a lot of expensive cameras and lenses. At first, Luo Xiangfu took the most pictures of landscapes. He often reported to a senior group, and he went to the surrounding areas of Dongye City. About two years ago, he stopped shooting landscapes, and instead focused on portraits. He has become a street photography enthusiast that can be seen everywhere today. He shoots all beautiful beauties with long legs and beautiful legs, and occasionally shoots a few cute young girls.
In the city painting and calligraphy association, Luo Xiangfu's reputation is not very good.
Chinese people insist that "people die for greatness". Once a person dies, as long as the crime is not heinous, the notoriety during his lifetime will almost fade away. But this principle is put on Luo Xiangfu, but it doesn't work.
"Lao Luo, his level is not very good. He only knows how to make quick money." This is a more euphemism.
"Luo Xiangfu just used the name of our association to put gold on his face, fooling the big bosses outside who didn't know how to do it, and then he turned back and pretended to be a high-level person. What are you pretending to be in the association? Who doesn't know what kind of virtue you have, Luo Xiangfu? Who will you show it to
Yin Qingdong, the vice president of the association, is someone who has some friendship with Luo Xiangfu. Among the few people Luo Xiangfu invited to his home a month ago, Yin Qingdong was there.
"Lao Luo died? Murdered?" Knowing that Luo Xiangfu was the victim of a murder case, Yin Qingdong's face turned pale, at first surprised, then terrified, with a look of disbelief, "Have you caught the murderer?"
Ming Shu looked him in the eye, and the process lasted for about twenty seconds, "There is no clue about the murderer yet, so we went to the association to find out the situation."
Yin Qingdong's forehead was oozing with cold sweat, his thin eyebrows were tightly knitted, and he whispered, "Who would kill Lao Luo?"
Mingshu has dealt with countless victim-related groups, and looking at Yin Qingdong at this time is like looking at an emotional model.
When a person is killed, his friends must be shocked. After the shock, there is a strong sadness. After all, people cannot be resurrected from the dead. Both normal and abnormal deaths will bring pain to relatives and friends. Unlike normal death, though, homicide necessarily evokes a degree of panic, but it should not outweigh grief.
On the other hand, Yin Qingdong, a friend of Luo Xiangfu, showed only shock and fear at this time, no pain at all, even if there was pain, it was so light that it could be ignored.
So whether Yin Qingdong is really a friend of Luo Xiangfu, there is still a question mark.
Mingshu couldn't help but think of Kang Yu. Knowing that her husband was killed, Kang Yu's reaction was also irrational, as if Luo Xiangfu was not a living person who lived together day and night, but just a cat and dog that he had seen once or twice at the entrance of the village.
This is true of his wife and his friends. It seems that Luo Xiangfu's death is somewhat "light as a feather".
"It's a pity." Yin Qingdong reluctantly calmed down, and there was not much sincerity in his words. "Lao Luo is a very talented person. His departure is a big loss to our association."
There is no doubt that this is official. Mingshu asked bluntly: "Who has Luo Xiangfu had serious conflicts with in the association?"
Xu Shi did not expect the young policeman in front of him to ask such a direct question, Yin Qingdong was stunned for a moment, "Lao Luo...Lao Luo has not been in the association very often in recent years. Everyone has little contact with him, and occasionally there may be small frictions and serious conflicts. should not."
"I don't come to the association very often. Does it mean that he is making quick money outside?"
"This… "
Mingshu said with a solemn tone, "Luo Xiangfu's death involves a murder case, President Yin, please cooperate with our investigation."
Being immersed in the artistic atmosphere all the year round, Yin Qingdong looks like a chivalrous warrior with a sword and a horse at first glance. But this immortal style bone is like a thin layer of clothes, and it slips to the ground with a gentle pull.
Yin Qingdong, who has lost his immortal style, is not like a chivalrous person, but a liar who pretends to be mysterious, "Then I'll tell the truth. Most of the members of the association don't think much of Lao Luo."
Mingshu asked, "Because he advertised his own business in the name of the association?"
"This happened later." Yin Qingdong said: "People looked down on him because he was 'vulgar' at first."
The word "vulgar" can be praised or criticized in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the painting and calligraphy world, if a person or work is evaluated as "vulgar", it is equivalent to a bad joke.
Mingshu nodded, "Continue."
"Lao Luo is actually not good at drawing at all, and his handwriting is just like that. He used to draw blackboard newspapers in school, and of course, among students and teachers, he is good at writing, and he is good at drawing." We can't even touch the threshold here. With Lao Luo's level, we couldn't join the club. But when our association was poor and white, he sent three fans as soon as he came." Yin Qingdong said embarrassedly: "The old president accepted it. We had him and personally mentored him. At that time, we didn't think that the purpose of his joining the association was not to improve himself, nor to communicate, but to get a business card, and then use this business card to 'deceive' those bosses their money."
Mingshu was silent for a few seconds, then pulled the topic back, "It's one thing to look down on it, and it's another thing to offend it. Has Luo Xiangfu offended anyone?"
Yin Qingdong frowned, "Do you suspect that someone in our association killed Lao Luo?"
"It's just a regular question." Mingshu said.
Yin Qingdong became more and more nervous, "Not really, really not. Lao Luo wanted to integrate with us a few years ago, and often invited us to drink and eat. I also have a kind of friendship with him since then. But many people still look down on him, Ignore him, as time goes by, he will no longer be close, and he will come to the association less and less often, and focus on making money. You have to investigate the suspect, we will not gain anything here, it is better to check his family, And the bosses who have money dealings with him."
Without Yin Qingdong's reminder, Mingshu had already sent people to investigate step by step. Hearing what he said, he simply asked, "His family? What do you know?"
Yin Qingdong hesitated a little, "Lao Luo, his wife Kang Yu, and his son Luo Xiaolong are not very good friends."
"Really? But after Luo Xiangfu disappeared, it was Kang Yu who ran around." Mingshu said deliberately, "She is very anxious."
"It's just running, it doesn't explain anything. Anxiety doesn't mean anything, how do you know she's not pretending? Let me put it this way, I am also in the field of calligraphy and painting, Lao Luo's level is really not good enough for me, he is opportunistic, but It’s not a sin to not steal or rob, just to make money to support the family, is it not a sin?” Yin Qingdong talked about some seemingly unimportant things, and added: “He is also making money for his family, which is true. The boss is generous with his money, tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, but Lao Luo’s food and clothing are like an old man who has just entered the city. Why? Because the money was squandered on his incompetent son and his big-handed wife. !"
Mingshu remembered that Kang Yu was not only well-maintained, but also dressed in top-quality clothes.
If Kang Yu and Luo Xiangfu stood together, they would not be able to tell that they were a couple.
"Once I drank alcohol, Lao Luo told me that when I was young, I was afraid of being poor. My old mother got sick and had no money for medical treatment, so she left after a long time." Yin Qingdong went on to say, "He was so focused on making money, he was reluctant to give money to him. Spending money by ourselves, we laughed at him for losing money. He said that some of the money he earned was spent on Kang Yuhua, and some was saved in case of an accident.”
"Luo Xiangfu gave Luo Xiaolong two million, you know?"
"I know, why don't you know? Lao Luo has said it several times, and it can be seen that he is very happy - to be able to help his son, which father is not happy? By the way, later Luo Xiaolong lost money in business and asked Lao Luo to ask for it. over the money."
Mingshu raised his eyebrows, but this was a new message, "How much does it take? Luo Xiangfu gave it?"
"I am not sure."
"When did this happen?"
"It was just recently." Yin Qingdong recalled: "Last month Lao Luo asked me, Lao Fu, and Lao Li to be guests at his house. At that time, he hadn't paid the money and complained to us that Luo Xiaolong had no business acumen and how much he paid. It's all a waste of water. As for whether it was given or not, I don't know."
Mingshu immediately asked, "Then do you remember that Luo Xiangfu had a conflict with Kang Yu that day?"
Yin Qingdong asked strangely, "Kang Yu told you?"
Mingshu answered the question, "Is there a lot of trouble?"
"Actually, it's not a riot." Yin Qingdong said, "Just Kang Yu unilaterally yelled at Lao Luo, saying that Lao Luo should not belittle his son in front of outsiders. Hey, what do you mean by this? Lao Luo is in a bad mood, tell me Can't it work? Father's money is not money, so he can squander it at will? It's also because of Lao Luo's wealth and weakness that Luo Xiaolong can squeeze from him one by one. If I say something unpleasant, Even if Lao Luo is not killed, if things go on like this, Luo Xiaolong will be squeezed dry."
This is different from what Kang Yu said. Mingshu looked at Yin Qingdong, thinking about Kang Yu's explanation not long ago.
Between these two, someone must be lying.
The question is who is lying, and who is better for the lie.
"What else?" Mingshu's mind turned extremely fast, but his face was calm, "Do you have a particularly deep impression on the bosses who deal with Luo Xiangfu?"
"I don't dare to say this casually." Yin Qingdong waved his hands one after another, "Your police officers are powerful, you can check it yourself."
Mingshu narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Yin Qingdong quickly explained, "I only heard Lao Luo say that some bosses owe him money, but I really don't know who it is. I can't make random guesses, right?"
"The last question." Mingshu said, "How much do you know about Luo Xiangfu's obsession with photography?"
"You're asking the right person. I accompanied him to buy a camera earlier."
"Kang Yu said that since he had this hobby, he didn't even take business much?" Ming Shu ambiguously threw out the information, just waiting for Yin Qingdong to open the conversation.
"Kang Yu has the face to talk about it?" Yin Qingdong smiled dryly, "Lao Luo only takes photography as his sustenance because his family life is unsatisfactory. Kang Yu only cares about himself and Luo Xiaolong, and treats Lao Luo coldly and violently all the year round. No matter home, no one cares."
Mingshu has dealt with domestic cold violence cases before. Many people now think that domestic violence, whether it is cold violence or traditional violence, is the victim of women, but this is not the case. In many middle-aged and elderly families, a considerable part of those who suffer from cold violence are men.
"Most of Luo Xiangfu's photos are of young women." Mingshu asked, "Has he shown you any photos?"
Yin Qingdong opened his mouth and sighed, "I've seen it, every time he showed it to me, he seemed very happy. But what do you call him, an old man, chasing a little girl to take pictures? In the past few decades, this is the I've persuaded him, but he doesn't like to hear it. He said that he has been busy for his family all his life, and he only wanted to make money for decades. Let none of us persuade us."
Mingshu leaned back in his chair, combing through the influx of information. At this moment, Zhou Yuan called, "Ming team, the monitoring has found!"
In the video with poor quality, at 10:24 p.m. on July 1, a man wearing a peaked cap entered the community where Luo Xiangfu lived and left at 11:57 p.m.
The man was Luo Xiaolong, and the camera that captured him was installed at the west gate of the community and was one of the only cameras that could work.
"Team Ming." Zhou Yuan is small and his voice is low, "I remember when you asked me to adjust the video, Kang Yu said that Luo Xiangfu would not enter and exit through Ximen, and we were wasting our efforts to check Ximen's camera."
Mingshu of course also remembered this detail, and even more remember that when he was at Luo's house, Kang Yu said that Luo Xiaolong had not returned home for several months, and was currently on his way back to Dongye City!
The day before Luo Xiangfu was killed, Luo Xiaolong appeared in the community inexplicably, and a month before that, Luo Xiangfu complained to his friends that his son had failed in business, and asked himself for money.
When Luo Xiaolong returned home late at night, did he ever have a financial dispute with Luo Xiangfu
Is Luo Xiangfu's death related to Luo Xiaolong
"Where is Luo Xiaolong now?" Ming Shuhan asked with an expression on his face.