Chapter 315: Gradually Clear
"Surname Lu?"
"Yes, the surname is Lu, this surname is such a family in our place."
"What was the surname of the daughter-in-law who left the country back then?"
"The surname is also Lu, and it is the same surname, so if it is really that child, he will definitely be surnamed Lu if he does not change his surname."
When Han Jingyang heard this, he suddenly became excited.
The surname Lu is not uncommon, but it is definitely not a big surname that can be seen everywhere.
If it is assumed that the murderer is really the widow left by the daughter-in-law of the Lu family who fled back then, it is possible to combine a complete clue.
The posthumous son of the Lu family was born and learned a skill, but his heart was twisted, and he took revenge on the Zhou family and the Sun family while taking revenge on the society.
The story is simple.
Lots of detail.
Assuming that this assumption is true, then the general information of the murderer is available, and the important information of several clues is extracted and combined, and the personal information of the murderer is relatively full.
The surname is Lu.
Born around 70.
In the early years, my work may be related to photography and photography, and it is likely that I opened a photo studio.
He is good at art creation, especially oil painting, and his level is quite high.
The economic situation is quite good.
Around 10 years ago, he opened a studio called He Ya to teach junior high school students to paint oil paintings.
Activities in the city of springs.
It's ugly.
The stature is also not tall.
Thinking about it like this, Han Jingyang's thinking suddenly became clear.
But soon calmed down again.
First of all, this is hypothetical.
Second, although the image is fuller, it still lacks some key information.
Again, if you want to catch this person, you still need to rely on external forces, such as Zhang Zhiyang or Shen Yuhai's official power.
That is, it is not too early to rejoice.
If the assumption is wrong, it's all in vain.
But in any case, this is a very solid direction.
Han Jingyang sent away Humpty Dumpty Village Chief and called Zhou Changzhu in: "Old Zhou, are you from the same door as Xu Xin?" ”
Zhou Changzhu scratched his head: "Nominally, yes, but they were separated three or four generations ago, but they are all in Quancheng, and they have the same ancestor, and we have known each other for a long time, so we are the same door to the outside world." ”
"Have you been in contact with Lao Xu recently?"
"No, I'm busy looking for that Ding, but I heard that Brother Xu has done a lot of big things with Mr. Han."
Han Jingyang smiled and looked Zhou Changzhu up and down for a moment: "Your kung fu is not weak, where are you working now?" ”
"I used to follow Brother Kai and show people the scene, but when Brother Kai had an accident last year, I didn't look for a job anymore, and I helped my parents in the village."
"Your strength, how good it is to go and fight."
"There's no way."
"Do you still have a way to do this?"
"Of course, when I was practicing martial arts, I was able to persevere because I was going to become a martial arts star, and I didn't know how deep the water was until I entered the industry."
"How?"
"Mr. Han, let me tell you, this circle is too dark, first of all, if you want to participate in the competition, you have to sign a contract with the organizer or a boxing gym or a brokerage company, before you become famous, the terms of the contract are very harsh, once you sign a contract, you basically have to give them cheap jobs during the ten-year golden period, and there is no guarantee, even if you sign a contract, you may not have the opportunity to play, especially in the big competition, even if you lose the game, you have a lot of money to take, so the competition is very fierce, and the dumping between the players is extremely terrible, not to mention ......"
"What's more?"
"What's more, the main economic income of most competitions is not sponsors, tickets, broadcast fees, etc., but gambling."
"Understood, it's messy enough to fight fake boxing."
"I couldn't handle the mess, so I gave up on tryouts at a gym when I was younger."
Han Jingyang nodded, and suddenly asked, "Have you been to other places in the past few days?" ”
"Out of town?"
"Leaving the village counts."
"Nope."
"Are you sure?"
"Well, it's been half a month, I've been helping my father and mother repair the field, and some time ago the rain washed the field down, and my father and mother worked hard for half a month to repair it."
"And have you ever seen a suspicious stranger in the village?"
"No," Zhou Changzhu smiled innocently: "Mr. Han, I know what you want to ask, I practice martial arts, and my daily vigilance is very high, if someone harms me, I will most likely feel abnormal, but this time I really didn't know anything and was hit, there was no warning at all, I was still watching the excitement in the crowd one second, and I had a murderous intention towards Zhigang the next second." ”
Han Jingyang smiled and took out his mobile phone: "Add a friend, send me a message and call if you find anything." ”
"Eh, yes, yes."
Zhou Changzhu and Han Jingyang's friends left happily.
Obviously, in Zhou Changzhu's eyes, Han Jingyang is a powerful big man, and he will be proud to get Han Jingyang's contact information.
Only Han Jingyang and Shi Xiaoya were left in the room.
Shi Xiaoya stood behind Han Jingyang, put her slender white and tender little hand on Han Jingyang's neck and gently kneaded it, and asked while kneading, "Husband, have you found anything?" ”
Han Jingyang briefly talked about his guess.
Shi Xiaoya was stunned: "How can you be sure that the murderer opened a photo studio?" ”
"Quite simply, a significant number of the brides among the victims, no more than two years after marriage, and just getting married is the only thing these brides have in common, so who has access to so many brides? In the early years, the marriage process was relatively simple, there were not so many bells and whistles, and it was the most fashionable to go to the photo studio to take wedding photos. ”
"Where's the oil painting?"
"This has long been speculated, Doudou originally just took oil painting as a hobby, but since being targeted by the murderer, the level of oil painting creation has improved by leaps and bounds in a very short period of time, which is very abnormal, because artistic creation, especially oil painting, in addition to the need for talent, also needs rich experience and a lot of training to reach a certain level, Doudou can advance by leaps and bounds because the murderer let her receive a higher level of training in a dream, or teach Doudou in some magical way, similar to spiritual indoctrination, Anyway, Doudou's progress must be influenced by more powerful people. ”
Shi Xiaoya also became excited: "In this way, isn't the identity of the murderer already very clear?" ”
Han Jingyang nodded: "It's indeed clearer than before, but the problem is how to find and lock the murderer, this person's ability is too weird, he can kill people invisibly, and he can directly manipulate others, and if he is not careful, he may be startled, and it may even provoke him and cause innocent casualties." ”
"What then? Or, looking for Zhang Zhiyang or Shen Yuhai? ”
"No, let's find it ourselves, and launch our own network."
"What kind of network do we have?"
"Yes."
"Yes?"
"Yes, there is."
Han Jingyang nodded heavily.
In addition to the official connections, he also has a lot of connections among ordinary people, and knows a lot of local snakes in Quancheng, needless to say, Wang Zhiwei is a courtesan in Quancheng.
In addition, Zhou Yucheng and Sun Fuchang are also from Laoquancheng, which has a wide range of contacts.
Even Han Jingyang's parents, grandparents, and grandparents are all natives of Quancheng, and although the connections accumulated in two or three lifetimes are not high-end, the coverage should not be underestimated, especially his father, who has really known many people in Jigang Duantie Rice Bowl all his life.
At this time, Han Jingyang's mobile phone rang, and it was Zhou Changzhu calling.
Seeing Zhou Changzhu's number, Han Jingyang's face changed slightly, and he felt bad.
connected, I heard Zhou Changzhu threaten in a gloomy voice: "Han Jingyang, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, otherwise, Zhou Changzhu's today is your tomorrow." ”
The voice fell, and a terrible scream came from the other end of the phone.