Compared to the hustle and bustle of the city center, the suburbs are much quieter in the afternoon.

The group came to the location of Yongqiao Village.

It is said to be a village, but in fact it is not a natural village in the countryside, but a mixture of multiple villages, in which the houses of different heights are built very messily, more like an enlarged version of the urban village.

Xiao Ran got out of the car, he looked up at the hills and farmland in the distance, and then looked at the disorderly environment around him, all kinds of colorful signboards were dazzling.

There are also awning-mounted battery cars that continue to pass by, and all kinds of three-wheeled motorcycles that ignore traffic rules and spin around on the road, in short, there is no small trouble.

After all, in such a large area, relying on a few of them, it is necessary to quickly find Guo Yilei, who has lost the signal here a few days ago, and the workload can be imagined.

Fortunately, under the timely coordination of the Municipal Bureau, the Chengdong Branch attached great importance to this situation, and promptly dispatched public security, auxiliary police, and some police forces from the district police station where Yongqiao Village is located to assist.

"In the case of illegal detention, it is rare for ordinary people to dare to do this for the first time, so I suggest that you start with people with criminal records and then spread to the surrounding areas. ”

The suburban police station led the team to a police officer named Mei Peng, who was in his early thirties, not tall but very athletic, probably because of his long-term running, which caused his face to be very dark, approachable and mixed with a little majesty.

Mei Peng suggested: "Because we have to conduct thorough education every year, we have registered the information of ex-convicts, drug addicts and key supervisors in the jurisdiction, and I have also brought the booklet." ”

"Thank you so much. ”

Xiao Ran said, took the booklet and flipped through it slightly, and then opened the overlooking topographic map of Yongqiao Village and its vicinity, subdividing Yongqiao Village and its nearby areas under the coverage of the base station one by one, and dividing them into groups.

Immediately afterwards, the search within the signal range of the base station in Yongqiao Village was launched.

Seeing that the groups were scattered with Guo Yilei's photos, Xiao Ran took Jiang Feng and Mei Peng together to prepare to go to the search range they were going to.

The three of them were just about to get into the car, when suddenly a man dressed as a migrant worker leaned over from the side.

The man raised his hand and knocked on the hood of the hitchhiker, tilted his chin and nodded at Mei Peng, and asked proudly: "You are the police, are you here to handle the case, what's going on here?"

Xiao Ran turned to look at the man, he was about 37 or 8 years old and close to 40 years old, with a white complexion, a tall and thin body, a slightly bald forehead, and a loose winter dark green jacket.

Xiao Ran looked at the man who seemed to be very arrogant, and finally his eyes stayed on the books and magazines that the man was holding in his left hand.

The magazine is a highly professional "Supreme People's Procuratorate Bulletin", ordinary people may not have heard of it, only the personnel in the system, and relevant professionals will read this magazine.

Next to the magazine was a book with a very dark cover, titled "Perfume" by P.A. Juskind, and the book also had a subtitle - "The Story of a Murderer".

"Who are you, what are you doing with all this?"

Mei Peng also noticed the book in the man's hand, but he didn't have Xiao Ran's righteous eyes, so he couldn't tell whether this person was good or bad at the first time.

But the person who reads these books and materials is either a person in the industry, or out of personal hobby, or this person wants to do bad things, is hungry to learn, and stores knowledge everywhere.

Or, something bad has been done.

Mei Peng's eyes were sharp, his words were full of vigilance, and Jiang Feng next to him was also secretly accumulating, ready to hold this person down at any time.

"Oh, my name is Weng Tao, I have audited a professor's class in the law department of a certain university, I sit in the first row every time, and I have studied very well. ”

The man dressed as a migrant worker named Weng Tao still tilted his chin and said proudly but unansweringly: "I, this one is particularly fond of criminal investigation and law, I used to buy books at the stall to read, but those books are too professional.

Later, I studied in the library, I have been studying criminal investigation and law for many years, and now I am considered to be most of the criminal investigation experts, I think you are quite old-fashioned, why don't I help you, what cases have you encountered?"

After listening to Weng Tao's trivial words, Mei Peng and Jiang Feng were a little confused, could it be that this is the legendary wild expert?

"Fellow, what are you studying, can you tell me?" asked Mei Peng with a sneer.

Weng Tao still tilted his chin and proudly took out a palm-sized notebook from his bosom, talking about his so-called research results that were actually worthless: "I have recently been researching some cases of perfect crimes at home and abroad.

I have summarized 4 methods of those perfect suspects, if they are serial crimes, they will definitely not use the same modus operandi, and the second is that those criminals have extremely strong anti-investigation capabilities, and they will not be witnessed by anyone when committing crimes.

And the time when they commit crimes is usually in the rainy night, so few people go out, and the rain can wash away the traces of the scene.

In addition, those people generally wear gloves, do not have fingerprints, avoid surveillance, and choose strangers as the target of crimes, because the book says that 70% of criminal cases are committed by acquaintances. ”

After listening to Mei Peng's speech, Xiao Ran's face was not shocked, and he even wanted to laugh.

Even Jiang Feng, who kept shaking his head next to him, knew how difficult it was to commit a crime to echo what Weng Tao said, in a society with a sound legal system, the possibility of making such a case was very small, and it could even be ignored.

And he is a normal person, and after watching a few more issues of the rule of law column, he can sum up such an 'experience', I really don't know where Weng Tao's courage and pride come from.

Seeing that Xiao Ran and the three of them didn't answer him, Weng Tao thought that it was his superb 'professional knowledge' that shocked Xiao Ran and them.

So he became more and more proud, and suddenly shook his head and complained: "You policemen, you just don't pay attention to the use of civil power, and many of you don't understand the masters in the people."

Last time, my co-worker was injured, I went to claim compensation on behalf of my co-worker, and as soon as I applied for property preservation, the people from your police station kicked me out, what kind of attitude!

When I came out of your police station, my co-worker ignored me, I was busy with him, and in the end I didn't even say 'thank you', which gave me a stomach!

Why don't you listen to me, I was in a professor's class, I sat in the first row to receive the knowledge the fastest, you treat me like that, it's so disrespectful!"

That's the right thing for you!

Xiao Ran and the three of them looked at this Weng Tao wordlessly, and after listening to Weng Tao's words, they were now sure that this was a wild 'expert' who had been thinking about it for a while, and they couldn't be proud after learning a little fur.

However, the three of them didn't say anything sarcastic, they just got into the car directly, and Mei Peng said to Weng Tao: "Fellow, we are very busy, let's go back and read a few more books!"

Watching Xiao Ran and them go away, Weng Tao looked down at the title of the book in his hand - "The Story of a Murderer".

The face is cloudy......