September 5, 2020, 2:30 p.m.

After Song Chuan returned to the detachment, he immediately reported the information he got to Wang Tao and Chen Jianbin to Wang Tao and Chen Jianbin as soon as possible.

In the conference room, Chen Jianbin looked at Song Chuan and Qin Feifei with some surprise: "You said you found the last person you saw before Lao Sun was killed, how did you find out?" ”

Song Chuan nodded: "Team Chen, thanks to Qin Feifei, this clue is due to the fact that she found out that Officer Sun had browsed the accident report of the 718 fire in the database, and also downloaded the information about Zhao Guangming in the household registration system." ”

"This is related to the fact that the missing page of the roster found on the bookshelf in Officer Sun's house has Zhao Guangming's name on it."

"Because when Zhao Guangming was brought to the criminal investigation detachment, it was the evening of the third day, and Officer Sun inquired about the information in advance, and RAGUEL sent you a message in the afternoon, so he didn't know what happened at that time."

"If Officer Sun wants to find out the details about Zhao Guangming, he will definitely contact the local police station, and sure enough, he found out the whereabouts of Officer Sun at the Youyou Road Police Station."

After that, Song Chuan made a detailed report on the discovery of Sun Haining's whereabouts and the finding of Zhang Heping.

"Team Chen, I have two questions here, one is about the real situation of the fire that year, Zhang Jian from the Youyou Road Police Station said that the fire of that year did not seem to be a simple accident, but it was interrupted by Director Chen Yuzhi, and I didn't get the real information."

"The second is the clues about Xu Wenbang provided by Zhang Heping...... It seems a little strange, Xu Wenbang was the head of the logistics section of the textile factory back then, and Zhao Guangming was the purchaser, even though the relationship between the two was very good back then, but now after all, sixteen years have passed, why did Zhang Heping tell me this? ”

After listening to Song Chuan's report, Wang Tao and Chen Jianbin glanced at each other, Wang Tao cleared his throat and looked at Song Chuan and Qin Feifei: "About the first question, about the situation of the 718 fire that year...... Zhang Jian is right, the fire is indeed not a simple accidental fire due to the aging of wires. ”

"At that time, the woolen mill was on the verge of closure, and the whole factory was panicked, and because of the large number of people involved, there was a fire at that time, in order to stabilize the mood of the workers, there were indeed some deviations in the fire investigation......

Wang Tao sighed: "It's just that none of us were involved in the matter back then, and we didn't know the specific details very well, but I heard many people mention it later, and we know some basic information." ”

Chen Jianbin sighed: "The fire that killed a lot of people back then, if it was really a fire caused by man or other reasons, not an accident...... At that time, it was faced with the closure of the woolen mill, and no one could bear the consequences. ”

Chen Jianbin and Wang Tao's words shocked Song Chuan and Qin Feifei's hearts!

Qin Feifei's voice even trembled a little: "Back then...... More than a dozen people died...... They...... How dare they? ”

Song Chuan couldn't accept that the truth of the facts turned out to be like this: "So, it wasn't an accident at all? ”

"It's been too long since a lot of information has been verified, and the only information about the fire that year is the fire investigation report that you have seen."

"Didn't anyone participate in our detachment back then?"

Chen Jianbin shook his head: "Because it is not a criminal case, and the characterization of the fire is very fast, and the accident investigation notice was issued quickly, and our detachment has no reason to interfere." ”

Sitting on the chair in a daze, Song Chuan suddenly felt that all the strength in his body had been taken away by something.

The truth about the fire of that year...... How could it be?!

Song Chuan suddenly remembered Zhang Heping, who he had just met, and remembered his terrifying and crippled face, which must not be terrifying at this moment, but full of pathos.

Zhang Heping and Sun Haining always thought that the thief killed Sun Sufang and Zhang Heping's son, but now it seems that the thief is just one of the murderers!

All those involved in this...... Share!

And now, sixteen years have passed, and everything about the fire has been wiped out, except for an appraisal report with only two pieces of paper, and everything that seems to be left behind is Zhang Heping's broken and terrifying face.

The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn, not only Song Chuan's aunt worked in the woolen mill back then, but also Chen Jianbin and Wang Tao also had relatives who worked in the woolen mill, and even Wang Tao's relatives were the witnesses of the fire.

Team Chen...... No evidence? ”

Chen Jianbin shook his head, the events of 16 years ago have been a bit too long to describe as a problem left over from history.

Moreover, many things are just speculations, just like the question that Song Chuan is concerned about, all the evidence has been drowned in the long river of history.

5 September 2020, 6:18pm.

Song Chuan, who left the detachment building, was a little absent-minded, and Qin Feifei looked at Song Chuan with some concern: "Actually, maybe what Team Chen said is not right, after all, just like Team Chen said, there is no evidence back then, maybe it is really a ...... caused by aging wires."

Song Chuan shook his head: "I'm fine, I just feel a little unacceptable." ”

After relieving his mind, Song Chuan looked at Qin Feifei: "Senior sister, today's matter is thanks to you, let's invite you to dinner in the evening." ”

A hint of joy flashed on Qin Feifei's face when she mentioned eating, and she jumped up with some joy beside Song Chuan, and Song Chuan, who was watching, was a little worried about whether the fathead fish would fall off: "What to eat?" ”

"There's a new grouper hot pot on Youyi Road, let's try it."

Qin Feifei's little head nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, okay, there's also a stockings milk tea over there, I'll give it to you!" ”

Stockings milk tea?

Song Chuan was not interested in milk tea, but had some thoughts about the former, and subconsciously touched the gun on his waist, Song Chuan felt that this thing might be good to wipe the gun, and it was a bit of a waste to filter milk tea.

6 September 2020, 6:15 a.m.

Song Chuan left the dormitory early in the morning.

Northwest Road, No. 18, Huijiayuan Community, Morning Exercise Square.

In the early morning of early September, the temperature was already a little lower, but the old man who was exercising in the morning was still enthusiastic, and as a result, the old man hung a strap around his neck and hung on the horizontal bar to draw circles and shake.

"Lao Xu, your Wang Ba circle is quite round."

"That's it, that's it, we have to learn from you, my cervical spine hasn't been very comfortable lately."

Xu Wenbang, who was hanging his neck on the horizontal bar, slowly stopped, stretched his waist for a long time, and exhaled a breath of turbidity: "When the factory didn't go out of business, I was a sprint champion, and my foundation is good, you still have to practice." ”

Song Chuan, who had been watching the old men in the morning exercises, followed Xu Wenbang, "Hello Section Chief Xu, my name is Song Chuan, and I am a policeman of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. ”

Xu Wenbang, who walked briskly, suddenly stiffened, perhaps because he hadn't heard anyone call himself section chief for more than ten years, or because he was surprised by the identity of Song Chuan's policeman, Xu Wenbang's expression was a little unnatural.

"Comrade policeman, I didn't do anything, did I?"

"No, no, I came this time mainly to learn from you about Zhao Guangming's situation."

Zhao Guangming?

Hearing Song Chuan's words, the corners of Xu Wenbang's eyes twitched slightly: "You mean Zhao Guangming from our department?" ”

"I haven't been in touch for more than ten years, how do I know about him?"