"Old Chengha, I see that you are just idle, I still have something to do, so I will leave first." After Li Rusong finished speaking, he took a direct step and walked in the direction of the door.

"Okay, you can get busy first." I didn't even look at him, and then looked at the file at the computer.

Li Rusong opened the door and said obscenely, "Hehe, Lao Cheng, you are really understanding......

Taking advantage of the moment the goods opened the door, my tone changed, "By the way, the Pan Bureau asked me to report the reimbursement of the case in Mingyue Village in the past two days." ”

Hearing my words, Li Rusong swallowed his saliva and took back the foot that stretched out of the door, "That's right! I remember that, it's done. ”

I pulled a cigarette from the table and glanced at him, "I know you're busy, don't force it." ”

Li Rusong walked up to me, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, lit it, took a deep breath, and said with a flattering smile, "Hehe, not reluctantly, not reluctantly at all." What, I still have a few white slips, and I'll bring them to you. ”

I lit the ash in the ashtray, raised the cigarette and took a puff to blow the smoke into his face, and then said lightly, "Lao Li, can you be more shameless?" ”

Li Rusong was smoked by the smoke and coughed violently and said, "Ahem, cough...... Lao Cheng, can I be blamed for this? Whoever asked you to toss me all day long, and just toss me! ”

"Isn't that what you can?"

"Then I thank you!"

After saying this, I laughed at the same time, patted him on the shoulder, and I said to him, "Come on!" Let's go, go to the Fengxiang Branch! ”

An hour later, Li Rusong and I sat in the conference room of the Fengxiang District Public Security Bureau, looking at the paper file of the Mueller suicide case.

"Two leaders, are there any doubts about this case?"

Li Rusong said ambiguously, "What's that, it involves foreigners, you know the yellow team!" ”

The yellow team was relieved to hear that it was not the problem of the case, "Scared me, I thought there was a problem with the case, hehe." ”

"That's right, Team Yellow. The dossier says that Miller has visited a Taoist temple on the outskirts of the city many times, what is the situation? "I read the dossier a few times and found that Miller's life is still relatively self-disciplined. In more than half a year in Huaxia, he has not been to any Fengyue places, and the only doubt is that he has been to a Taoist temple many times.

Captain Huang took back the file from my hand, read it on the record of the Taoist temple, and then said to me, "Team Cheng, we have investigated the Taoist temple, it is a very ordinary religious place, it is tattered and there is no incense, only a second-rate person nicknamed Fathead Fish is looking at the gate, and I didn't find anything abnormal. ”

Hearing the words "fathead fish", Li Rusong almost didn't laugh, and the embarrassed fake cough covered up the embarrassment, "What, who is this fathead fish?" ”

The Yellow Team has been in the police force for more than ten or twenty years, and although it is not very good at solving cases, its ability to observe words and emotions is not low. At a glance, I could see that Li Rusong was hiding his gaffe, but he didn't break it, and replied directly with a smile:

"That fat-headed fish is an old bachelor in the village where the Taoist temple is located. When he was in his 50s and didn't have a job, he lived for a day by eating a subsistence allowance. Seeing that he was pitiful, the village committee arranged for him to go to the Dao to watch the gate, and gave him 1,500 a month, which could be regarded as allowing him to eat a few more meat dishes. ”

Li Rusong listened to the Yellow Team's narrative with great interest, took a sip of tea, and then asked, "What's that, why do you call him a fathead fish?" ”

"His big name is Pang Deyu, and he has a big head, so he is called him like this by false rumors."

At this time, Li Rusong couldn't hold back his laughter anymore, he was choked to the throat and squirted out a sip of tea, coughing incessantly, "Ahem... What's... Ahem, ahem... Team Yellow, you didn't tease me, did you... Ahem......"

The corners of Team Huang's mouth twitched and said, "Hehe, that no, no." ”

Being so troubled by the two of them, I didn't have the heart to ask anything more, so I got the address of the Taoist Temple directly from the Yellow Team, and then rushed to the direction of the Taoist Temple with Li Rusong.

Although there is an address given by the yellow team, this kind of old village on the outskirts of the city does not have a house number, and it is still difficult to find it. finally found the Taoist temple under the guidance of the villagers, but found that General Tie was guarding the door. Li Rusong tried to knock on the door, but there was no response, so we discussed it and decided to go back first.

Just as we were about to get into the car, we suddenly saw an old man shirtless and wearing big pants, carrying a bag of pig's head meat and a bottle of Erguotou in his hand, and humming an indistinct tune in his mouth, walking leisurely towards the Taoist temple.

Seeing this, Li Rusong greeted him and asked directly, "Uncle, are you a villager in this village?" ”

The old man looked at Li Rusong in confusion and replied, "Ah, yes!" Nong do Sasa? ”

"Uncle, do you know a man named Fathead?"

Unexpectedly, when the old man heard Li Rusong's words, he immediately turned his face and roared angrily, "Book that! Nong Ze is a little red guy! Don't be full of food! ”

Li Rusong didn't know why he had to ask him, "What's that!" Uncle, what are you scolding me for! Isn't it just asking if you know the fathead fish, what are you yelling at! ”

The old man angrily raised the second pot head in his hand and wanted to smash him, but at the moment of lifting, he put down his arm a little reluctantly, blinked his mouth and continued to scold him, "Nong a little coffin!" Book that, the word is Ah, deceive the old man, and the little deflated three ......"

Li Rusong was scolded by the old man and was stunned for a while, but I understood on the side, this old man was a fat-headed fish, and hurriedly ran over to help explain.

pulled Li Rusong to apologize to him, and explained for a while before he could calm his anger.

Seeing that the fathead fish was no longer noisy, I took out a cigarette and gave it to him and lit it for him, he took a puff and felt that the cigarette was good, then glanced at the cigarette brand, and said to me with satisfaction, "Friend, Nong is a mold, and the van is only three deflated." ”

I glanced at Li Rusong, who was standing on the side with a depressed face, and thought to myself that you deserve it, you can't talk well if you have nothing to do, and you deserve to be scolded.

Retracting my gaze from Li Rusong, I took out an unopened bag of soft middle from my pocket, stuffed it into the fathead fish with a smile, and said to him, "Master Da, we are from the Public Security Bureau, looking for you to understand the matter." ”

The fathead fish looked at the cigarette in his hand and said happily, "What's the matter, Nong Gang!" ”

Then I asked Miller about the purpose of coming to the Taoist temple, and he didn't know very well about the fathead fish, but said that every time he came over, it was brought by Ling Feng, the owner of the Taoist temple. He didn't know exactly what he was doing, but he vaguely heard Miller scolding Ling Feng and calling him a liar or something.

Hearing him mention Ling Feng as a person, I asked him about Ling Feng's situation again.

I learned from the fathead fish that Ling Feng was an orphan adopted by the old owner of the Taoist temple in the late 70s. After being adopted by Ling Junzi, he has never been registered, nor has he gone through the adoption procedures, and he doesn't even have a name. When the village name saw that he was dressed as a Taoist boy, he casually called him "Little Taoist Boy".

Until he was 7 years old, Ling Junzi fell ill and died, and the Taoist temple was naturally handed over to Xiao Daotong to take care of. At that time, logically speaking, the land of the Taoist temple should be allocated to Xiao Daotong, but because he did not have a hukou, this matter dragged on for a year, and with the help of the village committee, he settled in the village, and according to Ling Junzi's Ling character, he was given the name Ling Feng.

In the next few years, Ling Feng lived a very hard life, relying on the relief of the villagers and eating hundreds of meals to survive. However, he has a good brain, and at the age of twelve or thirteen, he began to set up a stall in the park to tell fortunes and watch feng shui, relying on a mouth that can speak well, barely making a living.

When Ling Feng was 20 years old, he disappeared after the village committee paid for his birthday. It wasn't until 3 years ago that he made a fortune and returned to the village, sent a lot of good things to every household, and renovated the Taoist temple, and went to the city to open a company.

In the years after he returned, although he did not return to the village often, he would set up a few tables during the New Year's holidays, invite everyone to dinner and give some gifts.

Other than that, Fathead didn't know anything else about Ling Feng.

I didn't think I had much to ask, so I left a business card for Fathead Fish and asked him to contact me if he remembered something.

Returning to the city bureau with a depressed Li Rusong, I asked Huang Xiaosong to check Ling Feng's information, but the harvest was not big. This person has traveled almost all over China, but there is no work record.

In the past ten years, in addition to China, he has also recorded several overseas trips every year, and until three years ago, he has no record of traveling or going abroad.

In May 2013, on the 68th floor of the Shanghai International Building, he directly spent more than 24 million yuan to buy a 200-square-meter office, and opened a small business called "Shanghai Jinmantang Consulting Co., Ltd."

However, apart from this set of offices, he has no other fixed assets and rents a long-term residence at the Haitian Hotel in Shanghai.

"Old Cheng Ha, you said that this guy has no work record, and he is not in business, where did he get so much money to buy a house?"

I was also very curious about Li Rusong's question, so I asked Huang Xiaosong to check all the accounts under Ling Feng's name, which was okay if I didn't check it, but it really scared us when I checked it.

In all the accounts of Lingfeng, the total amount of funds, securities, and deposits is 130 million.

After seeing this long list of numbers, Li Rusong couldn't sit still, "! This guy who hasn't even read a book makes those graduates of prestigious universities live! ”

Chen Xinying may feel that Li Rusong is an idiot, so she slammed it directly, "Are you stupid?" What college student have you ever seen make that much money! ”

"That's it, stupid, this money is more profitable than many big bosses!" Zhao Ling'er didn't want to see Li Rusong, so she naturally helped Chen Xinying scold him.

Huang Xiaosong also took the opportunity to scold Li Rusong, "Hehe, Brother Li, it's not that my younger brother said you, Ling Feng is liquidity, and many bosses who are worth more than 100 million yuan can't actually take out so much money." ”

Li Rusong heard that everyone was targeting him, so he looked at me with an aggrieved face and wanted me to say a fair word.

I looked at the three people, worried that I would provoke the anger of the public, so I could only say to Li Rusong against my will, "That, Lao Li!" Everyone is discussing the case, don't be too sensitive! ”