The next day, it was [Hu Yong] who recorded a confession to the man.
Since Sun Mingtang had no rest for several days, there was a faint blue-purple under Sun Mingtang's eyelids. He looked at the detailed confession and said: "Find a painter from the Criminal Investigation Department and draw a portrait according to the description on the confession. ."
"Deputy Chief, the man said—" [Hu Yong] paused and said sadly, "The woman came again at midnight last night, she put down Xiao Hua without knowing it, and then left. His son It was the first to find Xiao Hua. The poor little baby girl was dead, and the body was cold. His mother-in-law was almost crying to death."
"Oh." Sun Mingtang was not surprised by this result, but he felt a chill in his heart when he thought of the baby who was only a few months old. What a vicious woman the murderer is!
"That's right, there's another news." [Hu Yong] said, "Last night, Xi Niang cleaned up and left Liu's house. No one knows where she went. Master Liu was so angry! "
Sun Mingtang was silent: Xi Niang could be considered a sturdy person. Before, she had pinned all her hopes on a man who had no responsibility. Now that hope is shattered, she can only find a way out by herself.
Soon, a portrait of the suspect was sent-a woman wearing a yuanbao collar cheongsam, wearing a fur coat, her eyes were as long as willow leaves, and her lips were slightly thin.
Looking at this portrait, Sun Mingtang said in his heart: "Looking at her dress, it looks like a dancing girl on the social field." He called Captain Li of the Criminal Investigation Department and ordered to go down and make several copies of the portrait and post it on the street. Lanes, especially those places of performing arts and social interactions, anyone who knows the information about this woman will be rewarded with fifty yuan.
After that, he called [Hu Yong] again and said: "That woman bought fishing line again, I suspect that the murder may happen again! You go to some racecourses with me to see, that woman likes to walk horses, she should be able to come and go. Racecourse!"
[Hu Yong] said: "Would you like to post a few portraits on the horse-walking field?"
Sun Mingtang shook his head and said, "Don't start walking the horse racing field! Posting a portrait in the performing arts community is to drive her to the racetrack! This woman is very cunning. We almost followed her way before! I doubt it, she does. So Xi Niang’s game is to divert our attention. These days, she must be plotting something again. If you don’t catch her soon, I’m afraid..."
[Hu Yong]'s face sank.
In the next few days, the two went to several horse farms and even some farms in Shanghai, but they found nothing.
On the afternoon of the sixth day, they drove to the Japanese Chamber of Commerce near the former Japanese Concession, under a tree of cherry blossoms, an old woman was cleaning up a pool of filth.
[Hu Yong] With sharp eyes, he shouted, "Horse dung!"
Sun Mingtang hurriedly said, "Quickly, drive over!"
The two leaned in the car, and Sun Mingtang got off the car quickly and asked the old woman: "Mother, is there anyone walking the horse here?"
The old woman was taken aback and slapped her heart. "You scared me to death! No, Mrs. Miyano in the Chamber of Commerce likes to ride around on horses, and it hurts me-who are you? Ask me what are you doing? ?" She glanced at their police clothes with some caution.
"Oh, we are the patrol in this area. Someone ran over a stall on Nanjing Road on horseback. We are investigating!" Sun Mingtang said.
The old woman breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you found the wrong person, Mrs. Miyano just went out on horseback."
Sun Mingtang said fiercely: "Which direction did she go? Isn't it Nanjing Road?"
The old woman pointed to a path: "She went over there, not Nanjing Road! Don't you believe me?"
Sun Mingtang and [Hu Yong] got into the car quickly and drove in the direction pointed by the old woman. The old woman watched the police car go away, and shook her head in a puzzled manner.
It was a rather secluded gravel road. The police car drove for a while, and the outline of the Yangtze River gradually appeared in front of it. In the evening light, it was like a slightly surging yellow mud road. Several families were scattered on the riverside. The smoke is curling up. Suddenly, a shadow swayed past, but it was a white horse carrying a person running wildly along the river bank.
"Hurry up!" Sun Mingtang rolled down the car window and loaded the pistol bullet. [Hu Yong] Increase the throttle and chase the white horse. The white horse didn't stop, and ran wildly.
Cars and horses roared on the beach, and the white horse gradually became exhausted and slowed down. Sun Mingtang checked the time and fired a shot. The bullet hit the horse's back thigh. The white horse screamed and fell to the ground, and the figure on its body followed.
[Hu Yong] leaned the car over, and Sun Mingtang shot a shot at the lower body of the figure, then got out of the car and walked forward cautiously with the gun in his hand. The rider was half-pressed by the horse and motionless.