Chapter 17: Finding the Trail

This area of Tianzhai was once an industrial area, but because of the economic crisis, there are few people nearby.

Isn't this the best environment to avoid the police?

Song Nailiang is a native of Jincheng, and his family also lives here, so he has a good job of hiding in Jincheng. If you choose a hiding place in Jincheng, Tianzhai is undoubtedly the best choice.

Ning Yan's inference is not without basis.

There are no people within two kilometers of Tianzhai, and the geographical location is very remote, and ordinary outsiders will know that there is a hidden medicine supermarket here. Why Song Nailiang knows about this place is probably because he lives in this community.

This inference greatly encouraged Ning Yan.

But then I glanced at the endless community, and I was a little worried.

Tianzhai used to be an industrial area, covering a very large area, and the permanent population was probably more than 100,000 people in its heyday. Although defeated at this time, there were more than 10,000 people.

Ning Yan is just one person, how to check.

"There is too little information, why did Song Nailiang choose to hide in Miao Village, I'm afraid there are other reasons?"

Ning Yan thought about it for a while, and prepared to go back and check.

When he returned to the dormitory, it was already half past ten, Ning Yan turned on the computer and typed in keywords such as Song Nailiang in the 05 Jincheng murder case. Suddenly, a piece of information jumped into Ning Yan's eyes, Ning Yan opened it and looked at it for a moment, his spirit lifted.

"On the evening of April 2, 2005, there was a fatal case in Tianzhai Paper Mill. Employee Song killed two employees of the same factory after being drunk due to a work dispute. According to people familiar with the situation, the cause of the incident was a work dispute. Uncle Song's workshop director was replaced by Li, and Song was upset for the uncle, had a quarrel with Li, and killed the two in a fit of emotion......"

Ning Yan closed the computer, his eyes full of joy.

It is really a mountain and a water, and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

With this information, it is not difficult for Ning Yan to guess.

Song Nailiang absconded after killing someone, and a few years later, the news weakened, and this guy returned to Jin City.

At this time, the economic crisis had passed, the village was in decline, and a large number of indigenous residents moved away. The rest are either newly moved migrant workers or students from nearby university towns, and there are very few people who actually know him. Such a familiar environment could not be more suitable as a hiding place.

Even, Ning Yan made a bold guess.

Song Nailiang's hiding place is likely to be his own home, or his uncle's house.

At this point, the scope of the search can be greatly reduced. Tomorrow, you only need to go to Tianzhai to inquire about the original residents, and it is not difficult to find out its traces, and perhaps the owner of the hotel will know about it.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Ning Yan came to Tianzhai in the next day.

"Boss, morning!"

Ning Yan said hello and asked for two oil cakes, a tea egg, and a bowl of soy milk and ate it slowly.

There were not many customers in the small shop, and several young men and women who looked like college students, both in pairs, did not stop to buy things, and most of them packed and took them with them.

Ning Yan was eating breakfast and talking to the boss.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ning Yan changed the topic and asked casually: "Boss, I have a classmate who used to live in Tianzhai, and his parents were workers in Tianzhai Paper Mill. He told me that there had been homicides in the paper mill before, and someone had killed two people at once, and it was said that he had not been caught yet. ”

"It does."

The boss nodded, suddenly became interested, thought for a while and said: "It was 05 years, and I almost forgot if you didn't mention it." Who is the murderer...... By the way, Song Yajun and his nephew. ”

"Song Yajun, Song Nailiang's uncle."

Ning Yan's eyes lit up, and he didn't interject, looking at the shopkeeper with interest in his eyes.

The shopkeeper's desire to tell really rose, and he said to himself: "Little brother, you don't know, this Song Yajun is not a lot of things, don't say anything when he deducts false work reports, and he is usually very bad." There is a kid in his family, named Naiping, who is in the same class as my kid, and that kid is a thorn in the head and often makes trouble......"

The shopkeeper talked farther and farther, saying how bad the Song family was and how his son was bullied.

Ning Yan was not the slightest interested in these things, listened to a few words, and deliberately guided: "Song Naiping, this kid is indeed a bit bad, does he live closer to you?" ”

"It's not close, it's half a neighborhood away."

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "His family lives in Building 8, and I forgot the specific floor." The factory closed down, and the Song family moved away, and the house should have been rented to someone else. ”

"Building 8."

Ning Yan was overjoyed, chatted with the boss for a while, and then checked out and left.

Ten minutes later, Ning Yan came to the bottom of No. 8 building.

It is a tube building, 100 meters long, six stories high, and it looks very old on the outside.

There were no guards at the gate, Ning Yan walked in, and saw a long corridor in the middle of the building, with rooms distributed on both sides of the corridor.

Ning Yan took a cursory look, and there were as many as thirty or forty households.

There are 200 households in the whole building, so it's a bit of a waste of time to check them one by one, not to mention that many rooms are not inhabited yet.

"When it's dark, say a window with a light on, so that most of them can be eliminated."

Ning Yan paid attention, walked a few laps along Building 8, and found that there were two small restaurants and a supermarket.

You can take a look at these three places, if Song Nailiang lives here, he will definitely have to eat, maybe he can meet in these two places.

At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, Ning Yan came to the vicinity of Building 8.

After ordering some food, Ning Yan sat at the door of the small shop, as far as the eye could see, and the side of Building 8 was in full view.

Soon, the time reached half past seven, and Ning Yan ate almost enough.

On the side of Building 8, the lights gradually turned on.

Sure enough, as Ning Yan guessed, there were a few nearly 100 rooms on the side of Building 8, but there were only a dozen or so households with the windows lit. Ning Yan took out a pen and paper to mark it, settled the account, and was ready to go to the other side of Building 8 to take a look. Suddenly, a figure broke into Ning Yan's field of vision.

This is a tall man, about 180 tall, born very burly.

He wears a short-sleeved shirt on his upper body, a large pair of pants on his lower body, and a pair of herringbone braces on his feet, which is very casual. The strong man wore a peaked cap on his head, the brim of which was pressed very low, and he covered most of his face when he walked with his head down.

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.

The strong man seems to be avoiding pedestrians!

"The height of 180 is consistent with Song Nailiang!"

Ning Yan Huoran stood up, remembering the information on the police wanted notice, and his heart beat much faster with excitement.

After the strong man walked dozens of meters away, Ning Yan got up and slowly followed.

There are few pedestrians in the community, Ning Yan is not afraid of losing it, not to mention that Song Nailiang doesn't seem to have much defense. After following more than 1,000 meters, Song Nailiang crossed most of the community and turned around and walked into a supermarket.

Ning Yan's eyes lit up, and he went to the supermarket quietly.

The supermarket is not big, about 60 square meters.

Ning Yan pretended to pick out items, and passed by the strong man inadvertently, and in an instant Ning Yan saw the strong man's face clearly, and the black mole on the right side of his face was very eye-catching. Take a look at the latest chapter of "My Alien Farm Claw Book House" and read it for free for the first time.