The man on crutches is the biggest physical feature of the sender, and the criminal investigation detachment once used this as the most important clue to investigate and visit the residents near the Huanghe Road post station, but as Song Chuan speculated, the crutches were likely to be smoke bombs released by the other party, just to disturb the police's sight.

However, even at this moment, Song Chuan and Qin Feifei found a man on crutches in an Internet café, and he was sitting in front of the computer that sent text messages to Chen Jianbin on his mobile phone, which was exciting no matter what.

The blue light curtain on the computer screen was reflected on the man's face, and Song Chuan, who was gradually approaching, saw more and more clearly, aged in his thirties, with a medium build, although he could not determine his height because the other party was sitting, but the age and body shape were in line with Dong Song Chuan's judgment of the sender!

Qin Feifei followed behind Song Chuan with bated breath, the first time she went out in the field, having such an exciting experience made Qin Feifei tremble with excitement, and her little hand couldn't help but grab the corner of Song Chuan's clothes and lean closer.

In the dimly lit hall, neither of them noticed that the distance between them seemed to be too close, but it was the casual closeness that made people think that it was a young couple coming to surf the Internet.

One meter!

Song Chuan is still less than a meter away from the No. 56 computer, and with Song Chuan's ability to load the primary fighting skill improvement card, Song Chuan is sure that he will hit with one blow, not to mention that the other party is still a cripple.

Sou!

Song Chuan saw the opportunity, took advantage of the moment when the other party stretched his waist, stepped forward, locked the other party's hands, and twisted it hard!

Yes!

A scream startled everyone's attention: "Police, don't move!" ”

Song Chuan went directly to the compulsory measures without any hesitation, Qin Feifei would not be wrong with the IP address of the computer queried through the background, and the information he just got from the front desk showed that this man had been surfing the Internet again since eleven o'clock last night.

So whether this person is the sender or not, the text message sent to Chen Jianbin must have been done by him.

Catch him.

"Grass, you caught the wrong person, I didn't do anything!"

The man turned his head hard under the pain, and cold sweat was already soaking out of his face: "Why did you arrest me?" ”

The police handled the case, and the people around were just quietly watching, no one dared to step forward, but the blue-haired suspender beauty at the front desk ran over: "Don't watch, it's okay, it's okay, let's cooperate with the police to handle the case." ”

Arresting people in Internet cafes is nothing new, parents come here every day to arrest their precious sons and daughters, and although it is rare for the police to arrest people, it is not uncommon.

After Song Chuan restrained the man, Qin Feifei immediately stepped forward and started operating the computer, and soon called up the sending page of the virtual text message, and took a screenshot to leave the card for the man to take a picture and quickly got everything: "It's done." ”

"What's your name?"

"My name is Wang Chengyu." Song Chuan had already handcuffed the man and brought him into an independent computer private room prepared by the young lady at the front desk to conduct a surprise interrogation of the man: "Comrade policeman, I haven't done anything, I've been playing games, I don't believe you can look at my computer browsing history, I really haven't looked at anything with color." "This guy treats Song Chuan and them as ordinary policemen who eliminate pornography and fight illegal activities.

Song Chuan carefully observed the change in the man's expression and did not answer the man's question: "Why are you sending text messages to these phone numbers at eight o'clock this morning?" ”

Sms?

Wang Chengyu looked at the picture of the mobile phone handed over by Qin Feifei, shook his head, and a hint of realization flashed in his eyes: "You guys...... Is this what it's for? ”

"No, that person said someone sent me money, why is it the police?"

Song Chuan and Qin Feifei glanced at each other, this person really had a problem, Song Chuan sat opposite Wang Chengyu and looked at each other carefully: "Did someone ask you to send this text message?" ”

"Yes, I met at the door of the Internet café last night when I came to surf the Internet, and he gave me 200 yuan and asked me to send a few text messages, saying that it was a detective game with a friend, and he sent a clue, and said that if someone finds me, he will give me money and let me truthfully provide clues about him."

"I saw that the other party asked me to send only a few words, and I agreed to nothing special."

Although Wang Chengyu was a little nervous and spoke quickly, Song Chuan could see that the other party did not have time to think about organizing language, and obviously said the truth.

"What does the other person look like?"

"It rained last night, and the other party was wearing a raincoat and a hood, I didn't see his face clearly, I only knew that he had a long beard, about the same height as me, not fat or thin."

"Do you have an accent when you speak?"

"It's not true, it's just that it sounds very low, and it feels like I'm in my thirties."

Song Chuan looked at the man's height of about one meter seven, and the other party was about the same as him, with a beard, medium build, and in his thirties......

This person is somewhat similar to what Song Chuan once did about the characteristics of the sender: "Is he lame?" ”

Wang Chengyu looked at Song Chuan a little strangely: "Comrade policeman, I'm actually not lame, or I broke a bone last month......

Song Chuan sighed, a little helpless: "I didn't say you, I meant whether the other party was lame or not." ”

"Of course not, how can there be so many cripples......"

Although the information provided by Wang Chengyu is not much, it is very valuable.

First, Song Chuan got the 200 yuan cash that the other party gave to Wang Chengyu, although it is not a transfer and the other party cannot be found through the transfer information, but the cash is very likely to leave the other party's fingerprints, although this possibility is very small.

Second, Wang Chengyu confirmed that the other party was not lame, which means that it was certain that the other party was pretending to be lame on Huanghe Road to distract the police.

Third, the beard, which is a relatively obvious facial feature, of course, whether this is another disguise of the other party is still difficult to determine, but after all, there is a new discovery.

After completing the surprise interrogation, Song Chuan did not leave directly, but dialed Sun Baoqiang's phone as soon as possible.

"Did you catch someone texting Team Chen?"

"Okay, wait for me, I'll be there soon!"

Hanging up the phone, Song Chuan looked at Qin Feifei: "Senior sister, when I just came in, I found that there was surveillance at the door of this Internet café, you and the staff of the Internet café retrieved the surveillance video at the door of the Internet café at eleven o'clock last night to see if you can find any traces of the other party." ”

It rained last night, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, if the other party was really the sender and the murderer who killed Zhao Guangming, then it was very likely to find clues with the help of surveillance, and even directly locked the identity of the other party.

Half an hour later, Sun Baoqiang and Zhang Lijun rushed to the self-surrendering net café.

Song Chuan and Qin Feifei were watching last night's surveillance video at the bar.

"How's it going, have you found anything?"

On the way to Sun Baoqiang, he had already learned about what happened with Song Chuan in detail, and after taking a look at Wang Chengyu, who was handquartered in the small box, he also came to watch the surveillance video.

Song Chuan frowned, his right hand pointed to the screen, and the picture was facing Wang Chengyu's face, while the person opposite him only showed the edge of the raincoat and the gloved hand that handed Wang Chengyu two hundred yuan: "The other party came prepared, this Wang Chengyu is just a smokescreen deliberately set up by the other party." ”