"This is it, right?"

Early the next morning, Brother Song and Qi Yuan arrived at Wuhua Road early.

Parking the car on the state-owned parking lane, Brother Song got out of the car, looked left and right, and asked.

"That's it." Qi Yuan pointed to a shop and said, "That store is." The front half of the first floor is the front desk, and the second half is the classroom, with two small classes of 12 people; On the second floor, there are two twelve-person classes, four four-person classes, and the third floor is a one-on-one tutoring area. ”

"How do you know so well?" Brother Song was surprised.

"I saw their family's admissions brochure and the introduction of the teaching and research team on the Internet." Qi Yuan said.

"Good homework." Brother Song's jaw.

Qi Yuan smiled and asked again, "Are we waiting for him here?" ”

"Well, today is Sunday, when the training class is busy." Brother Song said, "He should come, let's wait for him here." If you don't come, just call. ”

"Oh." Qi Yuan nodded, took out a cigarette from his pocket, gave one to Brother Song, and leaned on the car to smoke.

Halfway through the draw, he suddenly thought of something and wondered, "No, Brother Song, why should we get out of the car and wait?" Isn't it warm in the car? ”

"I originally planned to go directly to the store first and ask him if he came," Brother Song shrugged: "As a result, you sent me a cigarette, so I had to finish smoking before I went over." It's not good for junior high school students and even elementary school students to smell our second-hand smoke, right? ”

The corners of Qi Yuan's mouth twitched.

After taking a few large puffs of cigarettes, they walked to the smoke extinguishing place of the trash can and crushed it, and the two walked directly to the store.

"Hello," someone immediately came to the front desk and asked, "Are you two here to find a training class for your children?" We have several strong gold medal teachers with master's degrees......

What grade are your children in? Do you want to strengthen the discipline of strength, or do you want to ......?"

Qi Yuan blinked, pointed at himself, and then at Brother Song: "We? Our children? ”

The corner of the receptionist's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but scratch his head, obviously stunned by Qi Yuan's brain circuit, and didn't react for a while: "Sir, what did you say?" ”

"Ahem," Brother Song coughed dryly and took out his documents: "We are not here to find a training class for children." Criminal Investigation Detachment Police, Zhao Qingsong. Is your boss there? ”

"Huh?" The reception blinked, and then immediately nodded: "Yes, yes." I wonder what the police officer is doing with our boss? ”

"There is a case that requires his cooperation and asking some questions. Rest assured, it's not a big deal. Brother Song smiled and said, "Since your boss is here, can you ask the little brother to help us call it out?" ”

"Oh, oh! Okay, please wait a minute. ”

So saying, he ran backwards, and in a moment he was gone.

After about three minutes, a man in his thirties walked out, and when he was about to leave the store, he paused again, sorted out the hat of his down jacket, tightened the zipper, and then walked to Qi Yuan and Brother Song, and asked, "Hello, are you a police officer of the criminal police team?" ”

"That's right." Brother Song bowed his head and asked, "You are Mr. Zhou Jincong, right?" ”

"That's right. Is there anything you want me to do? ”

"Is it convenient to borrow a step to speak?"

"There's a home decoration nearby, there shouldn't be many people in the morning, let's go there, right?"

"Okay." Brother Song's eyebrows jumped, and he felt a little sorry for his wallet, but he still nodded in agreement.

The three of them walked more than 400 meters and saw a commercial pedestrian street, where there was a very large store pretending to be a customer.

Walking into the store, there were still many vacant seats, so they each ordered a drink, and after waiting for a while, they took their coffee and sat down at a small table.

"Officer, can you tell me what's going on now?"

"Does Mr. Zhou recognize this dagger?" Brother Song took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to him.

He was stunned for a moment, and nodded slightly: "Remember, this is last year's New Year, just when my dad celebrated his fifty-fifth birthday, I bought it for him, he has always liked these gadgets, and there are many Tang swords and swords at home...... Of course, it's not sharp, it's just a handicraft, for collection. How did you get this picture? ”

"Then look at this picture again." Brother Song took out another photo, which was taken at the scene, the dagger was inserted into the corpse, and the face of the deceased was coded.

"This ...... How can it be? He was taken aback: "Mistaken, right?" Is there someone who is high imitation ......?"

"We checked, it's not a high imitation, the workmanship is quite good, it's genuine, and the entire Yuqiao, only you have bought this dagger, in addition, the unique number on the scabbard can also correspond."

"This ...... This...... It's impossible, my dad is in his fifties, how can he ......" Zhou Jincong swallowed.

"Do you live with your father?"

"Well, in the same place, he is resting today and should be at home." Zhou Jincong returned honestly, and then hurriedly explained: "No, officer, you listen to me, my dad will never be ......."

"Where was he the day before yesterday, Friday night, between six and eight o'clock?"

"Overtime." Zhou Jincong breathed a sigh of relief and said: "He happened to be on the middle shift that day, and he stayed in the company from three o'clock in the afternoon to two o'clock in the morning. ”

"Then, your father obviously doesn't have the conditions to commit a crime, you don't have to worry about anything." Brother Song said softly, "What's more, your father should know the value of this dagger, right?" I think I want to kill someone, and I won't use this dagger to commit crimes, besides, it's not easy to open a blade. ”

"Planting a spook must be a spoof!" Zhou Jincong gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, who would do this kind of thing......

"Has your father offended anyone?"

"That's a lot."

"Oh?"

"He has a bad temper, if he sounds good, he is straight, and if he doesn't sound good, he has no emotional intelligence and has a bad mouth." Zhou Jincong said: "So, after working in the tobacco factory for twenty or thirty years, he became a workshop director, in charge of three groups of twelve classes in a small workshop, and it was not his turn to do any good things." ”

Qi Yuan raised his forehead, this situation is a bit similar to Su Ping, but Su Ping's emotional intelligence is actually quite high, and his mouth doesn't stink, it's just that he has a straight temperament.

He continued: "Originally, he told me how good the conditions in the tobacco factory were, saying that the tobacco factory is already like this, and the tobacco group will only be better......

Hey, how to say it, the pension position, the benefits are really good, but it doesn't matter, don't expect to climb up, the starting point basically means the end, the old man, isn't he just a little director after so many years?

So after mixing for many years, I also saved a little to continue, so I thought, I can't go on like this, if I want to really live a good life, I still have to be my own boss, so I quit my job and started a business. ”