Ran Xiaoke calmly combed through, and he felt that the man in black at the scene of Lao Du's accident must have a connection with the murder of three truck drivers.

What does a tattoo that resembles the front of a car represent? What kind of passwords are hidden?

What kind of relationship does Lao Du have with the three truck drivers? Why are there the same tattoos?

Ran Xiaoke couldn't wait to clear the fog layer by layer.

He decided to start with the man in black, peel off the cocoon, and pull out the clouds......

"Yixin, immediately track down where Mountain A NC295 has passed, chase it down along the way, and see where the foothold is", Ran Xiaoke instructed Zhao Yixin, "In addition, notify the police stations in all districts of the city to find out if the car is parked in the parking lots, roadsides, and parking lots of each community."

"Yes, implement it immediately", although Yixin is a cadre's son, but to be honest, he has no ability to do things.

When Zhao Yixin went out to implement the various tasks arranged by the master, Ran Xiaoke came to the case research and judgment room.

Sunlight shines in through the translucent windows, illuminating the multi-functional board red, invisibly rendering a calm and exciting atmosphere.

A map of the city was pasted on the multi-purpose board, and photos of the three truck driver killings were pinned to the locations of the crimes.

The three cases occurred in the north, east and west of the city, and the similarities were all under the viaduct at the junction of urban and rural areas.

The common denominator under the viaduct: it is convenient to park large trucks, the surveillance video is not covered, and generally will not be ticketed.

Under the viaduct is often a place for large truck drivers to rest overnight, because they are often worried that the truck will be stolen, the diesel fuel of the truck will be stolen, people will sleep in the car, the car is where the people are, what is the motive of the murderer to kill them, there is no trace of a fight at each scene, and mobile phones, bank cards, cash and other property have not been taken, and the motive is unknown.

He stared at the map and photographs of the crime scene, lost in thought......

After an hour of hard work, Zhao Yixin came back.

A week ago, some people found that a gray Great Wall Haval was parked at a deserted construction site at the intersection of Zitong Lane and Guanda Road, and there was no license plate number, so they called the police, so they called the police", Zhao Yixin hurriedly reported.

Call the comrades who are investigating the scene, and we will go to the scene together.

The group found the Pomegranate Bridge Police Station, and the comrades from the police station led the way, and soon, Ran Xiaoke, Zhao Yixin and the comrades who investigated the scene came to the Harvard parking place of the Gray Great Wall.

I saw a Great Wall Harvard car parked quietly in the open space, and the image of being abandoned seemed to tell the story of witnessing.

In Ran Xiaoke's view, everything is alive, a tree, a car, and a drop of blood are all participants in the operation of the world, and they are also witnesses.

The front and rear license plates were missing, and Ran Xiaoke opened the hood of the car and asked Yixin to record the other part numbers and check whether it was a part of Mountain A NC295.

Zhao Yixin wrote down the numbers of several key components, walked to the side and dialed the phone of the traffic police brigade, and quickly verified that the car without a license plate was Shan A NC295.

"It's this car, master," Zhao Yixin reported.

"Okay, the next thing to figure out is who drove the car on the night of Feb. 23," Mr. Ran said.

"I mentioned fingerprints in the cab, and I'll go back and compare them now to see if there is a match," said the comrades who investigated the scene, packed up their things and drove away.

Zhao Yixin notified the tow truck to tow the car to the designated parking lot of the vehicle involved in the case and properly protect it.

After finishing their work, on the way back to the criminal investigation, the sun set little by little, and the afterglow of a huge fireball from the gap between the city's high-rise buildings illuminated their way.

Ran Xiaoke doesn't like to talk when he thinks, he seems to be older than his peers, when he doesn't speak, Zhao Yixin doesn't speak, he knows that the master must be thinking about the case.