How can there be so much money?

When Zhao Ming took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the safe, the only thought in his heart was this. It's true that he has almost never touched a children's photo studio, but anyway, how can a photo studio make so much money?

And one more thing, as a rule of thumb, if a person has a lot of money. However, if you do not choose to keep it in the bank and hide it at home in the form of cash, then the money will probably come from the wrong source.

Come to think of it, this should be related to Lu Yuanfeng's private deeds.

and Du Peng...... Lu Yuanfeng has at least one photo studio, but Du Peng has no positive business at all, but Du Peng can also drive luxury cars and live in villas.......

And then there's Donko, who looks destitute. But according to the narrative of the casino staff, if Tang Ke is not good at gambling, his conditions are estimated to be similar to Du Peng and Lu Yuanfeng.

Pushing back more than ten years, Feng Kang, Zheng De, and He Rong are said to have been very wealthy before they were killed.

The six known victims, who are connected to each other in some way, have shady businesses in private...... At this point, Zhao Ming believes that it is almost certain that it is the kind of business that is currently unknown, which makes these people the target of the murderer.

"Team leader, I think Pang Honglong must know what business they are doing." Facing Shen Bin, Zhao Ming said, "Xu Xinrui must also know that if she can be found in time." ”

The printouts were spread out on the table in the conference room, and the photos of the five safes were the most eye-catching.

Wang Tong, who had been staring at the photo for a while, suddenly spoke, "Pang Honglong's posture of a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, unless we promise to make a deal, he won't speak." As he spoke, Wang Tong asked Zhao Ming, "There is the license plate number of the car that Xu Xinrui drove away, right?" ”

Zhao Ming nodded, took the pen and paper on the table, wrote down the license plate number, and handed it to Wang Tong.

"I'm going to contact the traffic department, maybe they can spot the car." Wang Tong said and left the conference room.

But to be honest, this approach is probably not going to make much difference. After all, a woman like Xu Xinrui doesn't look stupid, almost two days are enough for her to run out of the province.

"So your point is, by finding out what kind of business they are doing, we can know why the killer killed these people." Shen Bin summed it up briefly.

To put it simply, that's exactly what it is.

Find out the business, learn the motive for the killing, and then extend and spread from the motive, you can determine the scope of the murderer, and then finally lock the murderer.

"If Xu Xinrui did run away........" Shen Bin frowned, pondered for a while, and then suddenly said as if talking to himself, "Du Peng's wife Dong Yan, do you two think she will come back?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Ming and Su Tingting were shocked together, and the recent continuous work made neither of them pay attention to Dong Yan's situation in time.

At this moment, hearing ....... Shen Bin's words seemed to be reasonable. Dong Yan is Du Peng's wife, although it looks like a vase, is it really possible that he is completely unaware of what Du Peng is doing in private?

"Also," Shen Bin turned around and faced the whiteboard not far away, "Tang Ke, you said that his father received a call but didn't admit that he had this son, and they moved to a city a thousand kilometers away to settle down very early....... have you ever thought that if Tang Tianhua also knew what Tang Ke was doing, but because he was his biological father and son after all, Tang Tianhua couldn't do such a thing as calling the police to arrest his own son, so he .......?"

As the words came into their ears, Zhao Ming and Su Tingting instinctively glanced at each other, these fragments of reasoning had been placed in front of them for a while, but neither of them could put them together.

Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, and Shen Bin, as the team leader, did it!

Moreover, there is an extension. "Besides, Tang Ke's wife Sun Fang, who is not officially divorced, Tang Ke is sometimes very rich, and judging from his behavior of going to see his daughter Tang Yan, he should theoretically be willing to help Sun Fang's mother and daughter. But why does Sun Fang still insist on living in a partition house in an urban village? ”

"Is it because Sun Fang really hates Tang Ke so much that he is unwilling to accept his assistance? Or is Sun Fang also aware of what Tang Ke is doing, knows where Tang Ke's money comes from, and she can't accept that kind of money? ”

Shocked? Zhao Ming felt that there was no shock anymore. More than that, it should be said to be a feeling of vigorous cheerfulness.

"Team leader, according to your speculation, it shouldn't be poison." Zhao Ming spoke.

Shen Bin nodded, "It has to be a more serious business, even stained with blood." After a pause, "At present, Dong Yan and Xu Xinrui can't be found, and Tang Tianhua and his wife are thousands of miles away, I think you should visit Sun Fang again." But remember, for Sun Fang, starting from her daughter's point of view and prying her mouth with reason is the most effective. ”

At half past three in the afternoon, Zhao Ming and Su Tingting left the police station again.

In the bureau, Shi Hao is comparing the addresses and family members of the potential victims Yu Liang, Kong Bing and Tang Yongfei according to the list that appears in the system.

Wang Tong has also ordered two police officers to go to the village where Zhao Ming and Su Tingting visited again to see if they can find out some information from other angles.

The entire criminal police team was busy for a while, like ants on a hot pot, turning around, and everyone had no time to rest. At the same time, a group of gamblers who were arrested from the underground casino last night, depending on the seriousness of the circumstances, can apply for bail one after another.

The day was about to end, but the heart hanging in Zhao Ming's chest still couldn't let go. On the one hand, he anticipated that the killer might present the body of another victim today. On the other hand, he is also really worried about how the murderer will react to today's shift in media focus.

Of course, there is also the problem on Sun Fang's side.

Before leaving, Shen Bin focused on Tang Yan's matter. Indeed, starting with Tang Yan may make Sun Fang speak. But what if you look at the same starting point the other way around?

In any case, Tang Ke is Tang Yan's biological father. Then, if Tang Ke's private business is really heinous, Sun Fang will consider Tang Yan's cute little girl's growth environment in the future, and she will most likely not explain anything.

After all, let's say Don Konai is a murderer, once that identity is exposed through the media. Then Tang Yan is the daughter of a murderer.

In this way, even if it is not far away. Tang Yan also had to bear the title of murderer's daughter for the whole childhood...... Most likely, it will be ruined for the rest of your life.

Zhao Ming is a criminal policeman, but he is also a human being, and he must take these circumstances into account if he can't control it. Because he clearly knows that once he is called that kind of name, Tang Yan's life will become so dark.

Was it expected? I guess so.

There are some reporters in the urban village, and there is no doubt that they want to interview Sun Fang's mother and daughter. As for how they knew about the existence of Sun Fang's mother and daughter, does it matter? It doesn't matter anymore.

Zhao Ming stopped the car, he knew that once he and Su Tingting appeared, the situation of Sun Fang's mother and daughter would definitely get worse, media people are not stupid, and the visit of the criminal police is like a snack before dinner for the media, very delicious!

"It's still early, why don't we wait in the car." Su Tingting proposed, "Can Sun Fang's phone still get through now?" ”

Zhao Ming smiled bitterly, "It's always turned off." ”