"Did Tian Youfu leave after ending his business here, or did he leave suddenly?"

"It was a sudden departure, and we were also puzzled. We didn't know when he left, and we didn't know until later. ”

"What about his shop? After that, who will run it? ”

"He doesn't have a shop."

"Don't have a store?"

"Yes, Tian Youfu is a stall." Leng Jin Zhu said.

Those who set up stalls, of course, just said they would leave.

"How's his business doing?"

"Although he is a stall maker, his business is doing well."

"Why is that?"

"He's got some real stuff in his hands, and he's different from other stall makers."

"What's the difference?"

"He doesn't come every day, he only comes when he has something in his hand."

"Yes, he only came out of the stall when he found good things, and in our place, his fame is relatively large." Leng Jin Zhu said.

"Yes, in our market, if you want to buy the real thing, you have to look for him, don't look at us renting a very large shop, we are all buying big road goods - all imitations, blinded by those who do not know how to trade, and want to be elegant. Tian Youfu is different, he sells one thing, which is worth ten days and half a month for us. ”

"Is Tian Youfu's hair very short?"

"It's not short, his hair is longer than the average person's hair."

The information provided by Meng Kui and Leng Jinzhu is very similar to that of the deceased, only the hair does not match. There is also a doubt that the clothes worn by the deceased were long-sleeved shirts, and if they were not particularly poor, the average person would not wear long-sleeved clothes in summer.

Ouyang Ping took out a simulated portrait from his leather bag: "Look at this simulated portrait." ”

The two men took the mock portrait and looked at it carefully.

"Comrade Public Security, what's going on with this portrait?" Meng Kui had already realized the seriousness of the problem, "Isn't it Tian Youfu who has an accident?" ”

"On August 3, we found a corpse in a dry well in the Chen family's compound in Xie Juren Lane, which is a simulated portrait of the deceased based on the skull. The time of the deceased's death was also last summer. ”

"That's what happened."

"Doesn't the simulated portrait look like Tian Youfu?"

"I see that there are six images," Leng Jinzhu said, "Old Meng, what do you say?" ”

This statement is relatively close to the statement of Mr. Zhao and his wife, and Gan Dejun and his wife.

"There are five or six imaging. Hair is clearly wrong. ”

"Yes, if you change to long hair, you will have seventeen or eighteen images." Leng Jin Zhu said.

Ouyang Ping took out a lighter and wallet from his purse again: "Look at these two things again?" ”

Meng Kui took the lighter and wallet and looked at it, and then handed it to Leng Jinzhu.

"How?"

"We do business with Tian Youfu together, but we don't usually have any contact, and our peers are enemies, which you also know, so we don't know if he has used these two things."

"So, does Tian Youfu smoke or not?"

"Smoking, he not only smokes, but also has a great addiction to smoking."

"When Tian Youfu left here, what color clothes he was wearing—or what kind of clothes he usually likes to wear, do you have any impressions?"

"I was wearing a white shirt on the top and a pair of trousers on the bottom, I can't remember what color."

"Tian Youfu seems to live in Qili Street, how could he run to Xie Juren Lane?" Meng Kui had already regarded the person in the simulated portrait as Tian Youfu.

"Tian Youfu often goes to the Chen family compound to play mahjong."

"That's right -- that's right."

"Boss Meng, what do you want to say?"

"Tian Youfu likes to play mahjong. He was still a merry ghost, and he couldn't count the number of women he had a relationship with. His hands and feet were very big, and although he made a lot of money, he was thrown into the bottomless pit. ”

"How long has it been since you've seen Tian Youfu?"

"We haven't seen him since he left. Eighty percent of them went to other places. If it hadn't gone somewhere else, something must have happened. ”

"Lao Meng is right, Tian Youfu has lived in Jingnan for more than ten years, and he is doing business here is also prosperous, so there is no reason to go somewhere else." Leng Jinzhu is more inclined to Boss Meng's second guess.

"Boss Meng, you just said that Tian Youfu lives on Qili Street, do you know the specific address?"

"I don't know."

"Who are you listening to?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, once I went to a friend's house on Qili Street to drink, and when I left my friend's house and walked out of the alley, I saw Tian Youfu, he was in a hurry, I just wanted to say hello to him, and he walked away."

"Where are you talking about the alleyway?"

"Walk the alley."

Ouyang Ping wrote the words "Horse Alley" in his notebook.

Tian Youfu appeared near Zouma Alley at night, which means that the place where he lives may be near Zouma Alley.

"So be it!" Hong Yinbao said, "I'll check the archival materials, it stands to reason that there should be in the archival materials." ”

"Yes-yes-yes. There should be on the dossier. Meng Kui said.

"I'll check," Hong Yinbao said as he opened the filing cabinet, "I can only check and check, and some operators will omit some items when filling in the materials." ”

Hong Yinbao took out a few stacks of materials from the filing cabinet, put them on the table, and looked through them one by one. Ouyang Ping and Yan Jianhua stood on either side of him.

"This is it." A few minutes later, Hong Yinbao said suddenly.

Everyone gathered around.

On the archival materials, the words "Tian Youfu" are written.

Ouyang Ping's eyes moved down quickly, and when his gaze fell on the home address column, he was dumbfounded, and the home address turned out to be blank.

In addition to the home address, the column of family members and social relations is completely blank.

"Master Hong, how can this be?"

"Didn't I just say that? Some operators will omit some items and let the operators fill in this kind of form, ostensibly for management, but in fact to collect a little management fee, as long as the operator pays the management fee on time, as for how to fill in the form, it is more sloppy. ”

The three were very disappointed.

"I have a solution." Leng Jin Zhu said.

"What's the solution?"

"There must be people in the market who know, and if you ask one by one, maybe you can ask them."

"Well, that's a good idea." Meng Kui also agreed with Leng Jinzhu's idea.