Chapter Seventy-Seven: From the Beginning
"Don't get me wrong," Zhao Ming smiled and explained, "This is complimenting you." ”
Su Tingting rolled her eyes, "It doesn't sound like a compliment." ”
So, about how Yu Yongfu understood the truth in just a few hours and decisively made the decision to leave.
If you really want to sum it up, there are actually just two possibilities. Either after the visit of Zhao Ming and the others, Yu Yongfu found any information at home that could prove what Yu Liang did, or someone later visited Yu Yongfu again and told the truth.
As soon as Yu Yongfu and the others left like this, it would be difficult to find it in a short period of time. Zhao Ming will not have so much time and energy to chase after Yu Yongfu and the others, who don't have much relevance at all.
Based on this fact, Zhao Ming called back to the police station. At present, there are already a large number of colleagues who are responsible for the investigation of Zhong Lin's relatives, friends, past friends, and former relatives and colleagues.
Zhao Ming's choice not to be involved, his choice can be justified and reasonably explained as another direction, after all, the investigation of a criminal case is indeed a legitimate method to deduce the murderer from the perspective of the victim.
Of course, Zhao Ming knew in his heart that the main reason why he chose to start from the perspective of the victim was that he wanted to wait until everything was made public, so that the crimes of Tang Ke and others could be confirmed, and the possibility of being concealed or slandered as defamation was eliminated.
Did Su Tingting see Zhao Ming's purpose?
Zhao Ming glanced at Su Tingting out of the corner of his eyes, and saw that Su Tingting was really like a robot, her face was calm, and she had a calmness and restraint that did not match her age.
Calm and introverted are better words. To put it mildly, it is the city government. Zhao Ming has been secretly speculating from time to time in the past few days, what exactly Su Tingting is thinking, and what is the real reason why Su Tingting was suddenly transferred here.
Colleagues at the police station sent over the information currently available to the police. Zhao Ming glanced at the information and decided that perhaps the stupidest way was the best way.
He decided to start his investigation from the place where the serial murder case began.
"How did those hairy boys in their twenties suddenly get involved in the abduction and trafficking of children?" Zhao Ming explained his doubts, "According to my understanding, this industry is not just a matter of doing what it says, after all, buyers who are willing to buy children will not shout all over the street." ”
"Do you think someone brought them into the industry," Su Tingting came to her senses slightly, "just like a master and an apprentice?" ”
Zhao Ming nodded, "That's pretty much what it means, I don't think that these young people had the ability to commit crimes smoothly from the beginning, and then they haven't exposed their identities so far." ”
After a pause, Zhao Ming thought of a word, and he said in a deep voice, "Organizer, there must be a person who is responsible for organizing and planning a series of actions. This person is generally older, more involved in the world, and is very familiar with the nine Tang Ke people, so there is no need to worry that La Tangke and their joining will expose their business. ”
Su Tingting had actually put forward this idea at the beginning, and she suspected that there would be a tenth person besides that old photo. And this tenth person is the boss of Tang Ke's nine.
In a way, the boss is like the organizer. The problem is that it is still unknown whether this tenth person exists or not.
And, even if it did, the man was like a ghost, and there was no trace of him at all.
"Ghost," inexplicably, when she said these two words, Su Tingting suddenly had an unexpected reaction. It's not so much a physical reaction, but more of an emotional one.
For this reason, Zhao Ming had to look sideways, puzzled and curious, he didn't understand why Su Tingting would react so much to the word ghost.
But Zhao Ming didn't ask, the reason is very simple, there are some suspicions, once you ask, it may be covered by lies.
In December '97, twenty-six-year-old Feng Kang was killed in his own home. Thanks to the cooperation between the criminal police in the bureau and the local police a few days ago, the address of Feng Kang's father, who is still alive, was revealed, and Feng Kang's mother had died.
Obviously, Feng Kang's father Feng Xianzhang has not had a good life over the years, otherwise he would not have lived alone in the tube building in the old city.
After some inquiry, Zhao Ming and the others finally found Feng Xianzhang who was holding a cigarette and concentrating on playing mahjong in a chess and card room.
Thanks to Zhao Ming's timely opening, otherwise the people in the chess and card room would have to disperse immediately.
But although it didn't disperse, there were two criminal policemen standing in the simple chess and card room, and those players couldn't have much fun.
So one after another, some people persuaded Feng Xianzhang to go out first and deal with the matter.
One person and two people said this, Feng Xianzhang could still pretend not to hear it. But as soon as there are more people talking about it, this mahjong is not fun.
Angry, Feng Xianzhang walked out of the chess and card room unhappily with a cigarette in his mouth, and the three of them came to a remote corner.
"Tell me, what's the matter with the two police officers coming to me again? I thought I had said everything I could last time. Feng Xianzhang was obviously anxious to go back to play mahjong.
Zhao Mingming has really read the relevant records, but unfortunately in those records, Feng Xianzhang actually didn't say much useful information.
Thinking about it, Zhao Ming spoke, "That's the case, this time we came here mainly to ask what friends Feng Kang had when he was alive, and if he had any people he particularly respected or admired." ”
In Zhao Ming's opinion, that ghost-like organizer, it would definitely not be easy for them to join the gang back then. Pulling people in to do this kind of thing will not be as simple as saying, "Let's go, I'll invite you to dinner."
It had to be a step-by-step process, and from this, Zhao Ming believed that this organizer must represent a kind of authority for Feng Kang and others.
At least for Feng Kang at that age, it has to be an absolute authority.
Feng Xianzhang turned his head and glanced back at the direction of the chess and card room, the cigarette in his mouth smoked quickly, showing his impatience. In the chess and card room just now, Zhao Ming paid more or less attention.
Zhao Ming noticed that Feng Xianzhang didn't seem to have good luck today and lost a lot.
Because of noticing this kind of thing, coupled with the fact that Feng Xianzhang seemed to be really impatient, Zhao Ming turned his mind and opened a deal with a little hesitation.
"Look at this, you answer me honestly a question, as long as you don't lie, I'll give you a hundred dollars." Zhao Ming said so.
Immediately, Feng Xianzhang's impatience disappeared. At the same time, his eyes were literally glowing, "Really? ”
Zhao Ming nodded, "Seriously, but what you told us is information that we don't know." ”
Feng Xianzhang lit another cigarette, for the sake of money, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What did you just ask, say it again, I didn't care about listening to it just now." ”
Zhao Ming smiled bitterly, he didn't know how to evaluate people like Feng Xianzhang. Zhao Ming repeated the question, and this time he added the names of nine people from the old photo.
"Show me that picture," Feng Xianzhang surprised not to answer the question immediately, and asked rhetorically.