"What's gone? That's missing."
The man blurted out.
Missing
The man may still be a little drunk, and with the money from Chuzheng, he said it all at once.
The relationship between the boss and the boss's wife is not very good. The two often make a lot of noise in the factory. These workers know it.
The Changfeng factory itself was not bad at that time. Because of the general environment at that time, the boss also considered preparing for reform, so he pumped out a lot of funds.
But it didn't take long for rumors to spread that the proprietress and Xiaobailian ran away with money.
Actually not, at that time the proprietress disappeared.
As for the little white face, it was completely fabricated.
"Why didn't your boss call the police?"
"Call the police?" The man grinned twice: "The one who went missing with the lady boss has a lot of money. It just so happened that something happened to the factory and needed working capital. The boss was busy saving his factory at the time, so where would he have time to call the police? ."
However, the factory eventually closed.
"Where's your boss?"
"I don't know." The man sighed: "After the factory closed, the boss didn't have any money for the workers, so he asked everyone to divide the land of the factory. Some workers didn't want to stay here, so they sold them for money. It's like it is today."
Yan Yu stood in the corner of the room and pointed to a photo the man had hung on the wall: "Is that photo someone from your factory?"
The man followed and looked over: "Yeah, that was taken during the Spring Festival the year before the collapse."
There was dust on the photo, and it was a little blurry. Yan Yu asked if he could take it off.
The man repeatedly said yes, staggered to take down the photo, wiped the dust and handed it to Yan Yu.
"I said two, you come to ask what happened ten years ago, what's the matter?" The man inquired about gossip.
Yan Yu held the photo and frowned more and more deeply.
"What's wrong?"
He looked up at Chuzheng and pointed to the person standing in the last row in the photo: "Is this person from your factory?"
The man squinted for a long time: "this is... this is that... that who... "
The man thought for a long time: "Zhou Wen, yes, Zhou Wen."
"Is he from your factory?"
"Yeah." The man nodded. "But it wasn't long before he entered the factory. When this photo was taken, he just came in... Hey, I don't remember exactly."
Yan Yu asked a few more questions.
After all, for more than ten years, men can't remember many things.
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Yan Yu took the photo away, and walked out of the room with an uncomfortable expression.
Chuzheng asked him, "What's wrong?"
Yan Yu pursed the corners of his lips: "At the beginning, the police gave a psychological portrait of the suspect based on the existing clues."
"Huh?" So what
Yan Yu pointed to the person in the photo: "That person is Zhou Wen."
At that time, they thought they had found the murderer and were excited for a long time, but when they brought him back, they found that he was disabled.
Zhou Wen hasn't had time to commit the crime yet, which is undoubtedly pouring a basin of cold water on everyone.
Yan Yu seemed to think of something, and turned back inside.
"Do you know how Zhou Wen is disabled?"
"I remember this." The man said: "Zhou Wen was a young guy at that time, and he learned things quickly. There was a batch of new equipment in the factory, and people who needed to know how to operate it, Zhou Wen went to learn it. In the end, there was an accident. Ended up with a disability in both legs."
"How did the accident happen?"
The man shook his head: "I don't know, he wasn't careful. When we found out, he was alone there and sent to the hospital, thinking he couldn't be saved. I didn't expect that he didn't die, but he was dead."
The man said that no one saw what happened to Zhou Wen.
Anyway, it was a big deal at the time.
The boss also lost a lot of money.
Yan Yu took out his mobile phone and called Shen Siming: "Check Zhou Wen, everyone around him must check."
Shen Siming was so busy over there that his voice was a little fluttering: "What is Cha Zhouwen doing? Isn't his suspicion cleared?"
Briefly explain.
"Okay, I see."
Yan Yu hung up the phone and looked at Chuzheng: "Let's go to Zhou Wen first."
Chu Zheng saw bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes.
It's like seeing bread when you're hungry, an oasis in the desert, and the light in your eyes is terrifying.
The little things aren't quite right.
"Ok."
Chuzheng and Yan Yu returned to the car. The car drove out from some narrow alleys. Between the lights and flints, a black car rushed out from the side.
"Be careful!"
Yan Yu exclaimed.
However, it was too late, the car was already ready, and the speed was too fast, hitting the car straight.
Chuzheng put Yan Yu in his arms to protect him.
There was a bang in the ear, the body vibrated, and the glass shattered.
The car that hit them backed away, as if about to hit them a second time.
"Are you okay?" Chuzheng asked him while pushing open the door on his side.
"No… "
"Get off, hurry up." Chu Zheng unfastened his seat belt.
Yan Yu went down extremely fast, Chuzheng propped up on the seat, flexibly slid over there, got out of the car quickly, hugged Yan Yu, and moved aside.
boom!
The car was directly hit and deformed.
Hit their car, don't care if it hits people or not, after hitting the car, quickly evacuate.
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"Who did it?"
Shen Siming rushed out of the police car and went straight to Yan Yu's side.
"I didn't see clearly." Yan Yu's brows were a little cold, and the car was covered with a privacy film, so he couldn't see the people inside at all.
Shen Siming: "Is it the murderer?"
Yan Yu: "When the teacher found out here, he was silenced by the murderer. It seems that we are heading in the right direction." It is not the murderer that should have something to do with the murderer.
This time the murderer didn't care if he bumped into anyone, he obviously just gave him a warning.
If he continues to investigate, maybe he will really die.
"Have you read the license plate number?"
"It's been checked, deck."
"Fuck!" Shen Siming cursed, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Yan Yu said, "Did you send someone to Zhou Wen's house?"
If the murderer is not Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen is very likely to have something to do with the murderer, and it is impossible for the murderer to attack Zhou Wen.
"Don't worry." Shen Siming said ruthlessly, "If I catch this turtle grandson, I will kill him."
Shen Siming roared at the person not far away: "Check the surveillance first and find the car!"
"There are a lot of blind spots in the surveillance around here, you can't find them." Chu Zheng leaned against the door with a cold expression and said leisurely.
Shen Siming glanced at the environment, and his expression turned grim again.
The nearby roads lead in all directions, and there is not much surveillance. The suspect can easily disappear into the vast sea of cars if he casually walks along the unmonitored road.
"Mr. Jin, I have already asked." Xu Tesuke came over with a picture: "That car ran from this road."
Wan Xiaoxiao didn't go to work recently, so Chuzheng had to use Xu Tezhu from the former boss.
Special assistant Xu is much calmer than Wan Xiaoxiao.
Chuzheng gave Shen Siming the map: "Check the monitoring of this road."
Shen Siming: "How do you know?"
"rich."
The surveillance can't see it, but there are so many nearby residents that someone will always see it.
When the police ask, most people will say that they don't know anything out of the mentality of not causing trouble.
But taking money is different.
Shen Siming: "..."