"Sir, I, my name is Chen Aqing, his name is Deng Xiaozhu, we are patrol policemen, mainly inspecting the sub-bureau, and the sub-bureau is west to the section of Wuma Street." Chen Aqing was obviously better at talking than Deng Xiaozhu, and in the face of Lin Chuang's inquiry, although he was a little nervous, he still finished introducing himself smoothly.

And Deng Xiaozhu was much more nervous than him, when Lin Chuang saw him, he found that his face was yellow, and his face was not straight until now.

"Maybe I was frightened by Fan Yitong's tragic situation." Lin Chuang looked at the faces of the two and thought.

"How did you find out that Section Chief Fan was killed?" Lin Chuang asked calmly.

"Sir, the two of us came from the south side of Wuma Street, and when we walked around the corner, we suddenly saw Section Chief Fan's car, which was on fire, and it looked like we were waiting for someone. The two of us hurriedly tidied up our clothes and stood on the side of the road, wanting to wait for Section Chief Fan to pass before returning to the substation. But after waiting for a while, the car didn't drive away, so it kept parking. We didn't dare to leave just like that, we wanted to wait a little longer. Later, Xiaozhu's eyes were sharp, and he whispered to me, saying that he didn't think it was right, and I asked him what was wrong, and he said how he looked at Section Chief Fan motionlessly, and his head kept leaning on the seat. I also blamed him for making a fuss, saying that maybe the chief was too tired and fell asleep leaning back in his chair. After waiting for a while, the car still didn't move, and Xiaozhu said that Section Chief Fan didn't move at all. I said, forget it, go over and say hello to the chief. So, we walked to the car. Chen Aqing recalled the scene at that time, and when he said this, he licked his lips.

continued: "It wasn't until the car came to me that I saw Section Chief Fan's appearance clearly, and he kept his eyes open and motionless. When I looked at his eyes, what did I say, what did I say, what did I say that I didn't know where to look, what was the word called? ”

"Isn't it empty and dazed?" Zhu Xing reminded him in a whisper.

"Empty, blank, yes, yes, that's the word. Secretary Zhu is still talented, just open your mouth and come. Chen Aqing turned around and smiled at Zhu Xing, and praised it with flattery.

"Let's talk about things!" Hou Ming frowned and ordered in a low voice.

"Yes, Director." Chen Aqing hurriedly retracted his neck and faced Lin Chuang: "Sir, I'm older, I've seen dead people, and when I see Section Chief Fan like this, I feel bad." So, I walked to the car and shouted two hello sir. Because it was through the glass and still in the car, I was afraid that Section Chief Fan would not be able to hear it, so I used a loud voice. As a result, Section Chief Fan did not react at all. I thought something bad was wrong, and I was about to open the car door to check, when Xiaozhu suddenly noticed blood under the car and screamed loudly. When I saw it, sticky blood was dripping from the crack in the door, and I was so frightened that I ran away. After running a few steps, I remembered that we were patrol policemen, and Section Chief Fan was dead, so we had to protect the scene, so I had the courage to watch there at first glance and asked Xiaozhu to report back to the substation. ”

Chen Aqing finished narrating, patted his chest, and looked like he had palpitations. And Deng Xiaozhu's face turned even yellower, obviously, he had never seen such a bloody scene.

"What time was it when you saw Section Chief Fan's car?" Lin Chuang asked.

"We don't have a watch, I don't know, anyway, it won't be more than six o'clock, because there were very few people on Wuma Street at that time, and when we found out that things were not good, we saw that there were more people on the street." Chen Aqing replied.

"Think about it, this time is very important to solve the case." Lin Chuangdao.

"Long ...... Officer, I'm ...... Before we went back to the substation, we had tea at Aoyama Tea House, and when we left, I looked at the clock in their store, it was half past five. Deng Xiaozhu stammered.

"Oh, yes, yes, it was Xiaozhu who reminded me that it was almost time to get off work, so we left the tea house." He reminded him, and Chen Aqing also remembered.

"Team Leader Lin, Xiaozhu is right, he ran back to the sub-bureau and came directly to the director, I looked at the clock at that time, 5:50, and I will get off work in ten minutes." Zhu Xing added at this time.

"Okay." Lin Chuang let go of this question, and then asked: "You said that the car was on fire at that time, so who put the car out of the fire?" ”

"It's me." Hou Mingdao: "I received a report from Xiaozhu and felt that the matter was serious, so I first called Director Duan to report, and then rushed to the scene with someone, I opened the car door, confirmed that Section Chief Fan was dead, twisted the key casually, and turned off the fire." Then set up a guard and wait for someone from the bureau to come. Later, Section Chief Hu and Section Chief Fang came. ”

"Hmm." Lin Chuang nodded, thinking about the information brought by Chen Aqing: "Fan Yitong's license plate number is 'Police 0666', which is very easy to recognize, it is not surprising that Chen Aqing recognizes this license plate number, probably in the entire Nanjing police system, there are not many people who don't know this license plate number, after all, Fan Yitong is in charge of picketing." However, it is possible that ordinary police officers know this information, but if they have not seen this car, it is difficult to determine that it is Fan Yitong's car at the first time. This shows that Chen Aqing has seen Fan Yitong's car in the past, so he will recognize it at a glance. ”

Thinking of this, Lin Chuang asked again: "Chen Aqing, how can you recognize it as Section Chief Fan's car at a glance?" ”

"Sir, Section Chief Fan often comes to our sub-bureau, and everyone in our sub-bureau knows this car number. Besides, I've seen this car a few times on Wuma Street. Chen Aqing replied.

"Oh?" When Lin Chuang heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: "The amount of information in this sentence is too much. ”

"Ahem, that's right. Don't hide it from Team Leader Lin, I have a good personal relationship with Section Chief Fan, and he often comes to the sub-bureau to drink tea with me, so the people below are familiar with him. Hou Ming hurriedly explained.

"What does he often do when he goes to Five Horse Street? I remember that his family lived near Yat-sen Bridge, right? Could it be that there are old acquaintances on Wuma Street? Lin Chuang thought to himself: "The purpose of his trip to Wuma Street must be clarified." ”

"Chen Aqing, you said that you have seen Section Chief Fan on Wuma Street a few times, so do you know what he is doing there? Who have you seen? Lin Chuang asked.

Chen Aqing was stunned by this question, and said with some hesitation: "I don't know about this, the affairs of the commanders, we are small soldiers, we don't dare to speculate and talk nonsense." ”

When Lin Chuang saw his expression, he felt that there must be something in it, otherwise, he would not have been able to say this, and he would not use words like "guessing and talking".

So what is he afraid of? You must know that Fan Yitong is dead, is he still afraid that the dead will come to him to settle accounts?

Could it be that he was afraid of Hou Ming? Does that mean that Fan Yitong often goes to Wuma Street and has something to do with Hou Ming?

As soon as this thought flashed, Lin Chuang didn't plan to ask any more.

"Then how many times have you met Section Chief Fan on Wuma Street? What time is it? Lin Chuang changed the question.

"I can't remember exactly how many times, no less than three times. The time is ......, around the end of work in the afternoon. Chen Aqing replied.