Gradually, a main line composed of character relationships appeared in Ling Zhan's mind: Zhou Wei - Mu Qixiong - Zheng Qianjun - Ruan Fuchun - Li Diying - a certain spy organization. Of course, the end point of this main line still needs to be determined after the true identity of Li Diying, a member of the four nobodies, can be established.

As for Zeng Cheng, who was involved, Ling Zhan didn't pay much attention to it. After all, he is just a gun in the hands of some people, a pawn who does things for money.

If this main line really exists, then A's intention to use Zhou Wei's bank card also emerges.

The attention of the serious crime team was further directed to the spy organization behind Li Diying.

Its purpose is twofold, one is of course to protect itself, and the other is to use the hands of the Serious Crime Team to eliminate a potential opponent of oneself.

If his inference is correct, that is, A's true intentions are indeed the case, then two conclusions can be deduced from this: Zhou Wei's car accident was committed by A, and A and Li Diying's espionage organization are not the same, but even have a competitive and hostile relationship.

After contacting the National Security Bureau, he found a young and beautiful girl in Vietnam who looked very similar to Li Diying and was similar in age to her sisters, and Ling Zhan made an assumption again:

Suppose Li Diying is a member of an espionage organization, and the spy organization is from the Japanese Intelligence Headquarters.

At the same time, Yang Yuting's affiliation is basically clear, it is an espionage organization from a developed country in the West.

Then the origin of A's organization, which definitely does not belong to the same organization as the two of them, and even has a competitive relationship, is about to come out.

Thinking of this, Ling Zhan shook his head and said secretly: These things are the responsibility of the National Security Bureau, and there is no need for me to think about it.

As a result, Ling Zhan's attention returned to A's body again. What he paid the most attention to was, of course, A's true identity, after all, this was the key to the two cases at hand.

Since it is basically certain that A is a member of a certain espionage organization, and through the analysis just now, we know that although it is not certain whether Yang Yutang knows his or her person, and whether Yang Yutang knows his (her) true identity, at least he (she) is aware of his (her) existence. Otherwise, he would not obey A's orders, so he was willing to take a great risk to dispose of Yang Wenjing's corpse.

Yang Wenjing must know him (her) and know A's true identity, which is also the root cause of Yang Wenjing's death.

Then you can start from the social relationship between the two to find the trace of A.

It's just that in view of the intricacies of Yang Yutang's social relations, and it is not certain that Yang Yutang knows A, he can be ignored for the time being.

In this way, Yang Wenjing's relatively simple and much simpler interpersonal relationship has undoubtedly become the scope of Ling Zhan's next investigation.

As a sophomore, Yang Wenjing, according to the description of President Luo and Vice Mayor Yang, as of the end of last year, she has been a well-behaved and sensible girl. It was only in the last semester, before the summer vacation to be precise, that there were some anomalies in the short period of two or three months after he was killed.

For example, the English love letters that appear in a folder encrypted with hack-grade programs on her computer.

For example, the sky-high price of fabric dolls that came inexplicably.

For example, the kind with the interlayer, now it is basically certain that the interlayer is a kind of aphrodisiac and highly volatile chemical reagent, sanitary napkins from abroad.

For example, in order to avoid the surveillance of his parents, he went to the same school to spend the night, which eventually led to his death.

Starting from these suspicions, Ling Zhan thought to himself, focusing on the investigation of the two or three months before the summer vacation, or after the Spring Festival to the time when he was killed, whether in reality or in the virtual cyberspace, all the people who have interacted should be able to find the traces of the suspect, that is, the unknown person A.

But Ling Zhan still secretly warned himself in his heart, he must be cautious and never fall into the trap set by A in advance again.

Finally, a light finally appeared in Ling Zhan's mind, as an excellent criminal investigator, Ling Zhan knew that no matter how complicated the case was, what he was most afraid of was that there was a deviation in the direction of detection, as long as he chose the right direction, to some extent, half of the case would be solved.

What is lacking is nothing more than a lot of heavy and tedious work, which is not a problem that scares criminal investigators. It's like you're dismantling a mess, no matter how big or messy the mess is, as long as you figure it out, the rest of the things will eventually be sorted out, no matter how cumbersome they are.

"Team Ling, Mu Qixiong has found it. ”

Just when Ling Zhan had just figured out the clue and determined the direction of the next investigation of Yang Wenjing's murder case, Rong Liang and Zhao Zengyuan pushed the door and walked in.

"Found it, where is it?"

"This old fox, with the assistance of the mobile company, found out that he had already returned, but he had been hiding at home and not showing up. ”

"Already back?"

"Yes, according to the mobile phone roaming records provided by the mobile company, Mu Qixiong's mobile phone signal was captured by the urban mobile network two days ago. ”

"Did anyone bring it?"

"Brought it, already in the interrogation room. ”

"Let's go, let's take a look. ”

With that, the three of them came to the interrogation room together, saw Mu Qixiong showing an innocent face, and chattered to the policeman who was guarding him: "Why did you bring me here? I just do some antique business, and I don't steal or rob." Besides, even if I occasionally spend a small amount of money to buy a valuable antique or two from an unsavvy countryman, it is my luck. According to our jargon, it is called picking up leaks, not cheating, abducting and deceiving ....... ”

"Shut up. ”

Rong Liang has not been in a good mood since he came back from Fuyuan City, so when he heard Mu Qixiong already muttering to the two of them, he immediately shouted angrily. It also worked, Mu Qixiong immediately closed his mouth when he heard this.

"Do you know what this place is?"

"The Municipal Public Security Bureau. ”

"The Municipal Public Security Bureau is not fake, but it is the serious crime team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. It's not a grassroots police station, regardless of those things that cheat and cheat. ”

"That'...... Then you shouldn't have brought me here. ”

Forty-five-year-old Mu Qixiong has obviously developed a good mouth because he has been buying antiques all year round. As long as you have something to say, he will speak, and he is extremely quick to respond, and deliberately does not go to Rongliang's train of thought.

"Do you know Zheng Qianjun?"

Hearing Zhao Zengyuan's faint question, Mu Qixiong immediately asked, "I don't know." Who is Zheng Qianjun?"

"Do you know Nguyen Phuc Soon?"

"I've never heard of such a strange name. ”

"Do you know Zhou Wei?"

"Recognize. ”

"Then tell us how you met Zhou Wei. ”

Ling Zhan stood beside him and didn't speak, but kept staring at Mu Qixiong's face with a slight expression of grievance, observing every subtle change in his eyes.

"Is it necessary? Zhou Wei is also an antique dealer like me. ”

"What do you think?"

"Okay, I said. Mu Qixiong said resignedly: "Zhou Wei and I have not known each other for a long time, that is, two or three years ....... ”

"How many years, and when and where did you meet?"

"More than two years, less than three years. It was spring two years ago, and I can't remember exactly what day it was. When I went down to buy antiques and came back, I passed by his city and stumbled upon a newly opened antique shop and walked in.

At that time, I happened to receive a blue and white porcelain bowl from the Qianlong period imitated by the folk kiln in the early years of the Republic of China, and I took it out for the boss to bid. I didn't expect the boss to fall in love at a glance, so we introduced ourselves to each other, and I learned that his name was Zhou Wei. I used to be a teacher at a school, but I just quit my job and started an antiques business. ”

"Did the deal get done?"

"It's done. ”

"How much did you sell to Zhou Wei?"

"Three thousand five. ”

"Do you get something out of every time you go down to buy antiques?"

"How can you be so lucky? Two out of ten times is good. Otherwise, I wouldn't have sent it earlier?"

"Since it's so difficult to buy antiques, will you forget the exact time of that transaction?"

"It's been so long, who do you think can remember more than two years ago so clearly?"

"Since you can't remember, I'll tell you. ”

As soon as Ling Zhan spoke, Mu Qixiong's eyes were obviously stunned. Seeing that Ling Zhan was stopping talking and observing himself, he immediately returned to normal, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Comrade policeman, you were not at the scene at the time, how could you possibly know? Could it be that you bought that bowl?"

Ling Zhan understands that he should have met the old fritter today. So he smiled and said, "It was three o'clock in the afternoon on March 29, two years ago, right?"

Although he only hurriedly browsed the antique files established by Zhou Wei before his death brought back by Jia Wei, given that Mu Qixiong was one of the key figures of the serious crime team, Ling Zhan still remembered very clearly the few transactions made by Zhou Wei and Mu Qixiong.

When Mu Qixiong heard this, his eyes subconsciously opened hard, and he asked in a very surprised voice: "Comrade policeman, how do you know so clearly?"

"Didn't you just say you couldn't remember?"

"I don't remember exactly, but after this comrade policeman said this, I suddenly remembered it again. ”

Rong Liang gritted his teeth, almost unable to resist stepping forward and kicking Mu Qixiong.