Chapter 170: I Didn't Commit a Crime

Huaguang Street is one of the most prosperous streets in Haizhou City.

There are two large business districts with a large population, in addition, the cultural road on Huaguang Street is a famous antique street in Haizhou City.

Tianbao antique store is an old store on Wenhua Road, and this store existed when Lao Luo joined the police.

Now, the previous boss Chen Youzhi has passed away, and it is his son Chen Wen who has taken over.

In fact, it is said to be antiques, but in fact, most of them are modern handicrafts, which are old and fool ordinary people.

The antique shops on the entire cultural road, real antiques, can be counted on one hand.

Of course, it can't be said that all the goods sold here are fakes, and there are still a lot of things that are old from some people.

"Chen Wen?"

When Chen Wen was young, he was arrested for fighting, and Lao Luo was the main force to fight him.

"Luo ...... Officer?"

Behind an old sandalwood table, a man with a faint scar on his left cheek raised his head in surprise and looked at the visitor, a little surprised.

"It's really you!"

Chen Wen stood up, looked at the person carefully, and confirmed that it was Luo Wenxiang who had caught him back then: "I haven't seen him in three or five years, right?"

"I almost didn't recognize it, how did you get here?"

"Sit down, sit down!"

Chen Wen came out from behind the table, quite enthusiastic.

"Officer Luo, what are you doing here?"

"Let me tell you, I've learned well over the years, thanks to your education back then haha."

Behind Lao Luo, Huang Jianmin followed in with a few policemen and faintly surrounded Chen Wen.

Seeing that the situation was not quite right, Chen Wen's face changed: "Officer Luo, I have taken over my father's shop in the past few years, and I really haven't done anything bad."

Following a circle, he pointed to the antiques and cultural relics on the shelves: "These things are all modern handicrafts, old, and none of them are real."

"The old thing is this sandalwood table, which was handed down from my grandfather's generation."

"Officer Luo, operate with integrity, we haven't broken the law."

Hum!

Lao Luo snorted coldly: "Didn't break the law?"

"Zhang San's business...... Didn't you instruct it?"

Tom?

Chen Wen heard Lao Luo directly mention Zhang San's name, and his expression was slightly stunned.

After a while, Chen Wen spoke: "Officer Luo, I'm doing serious business, what are you talking about...... I really don't know."

"Chen Wen, are you going to resist to the end?"

"Officer Luo, I really don't know Zhang San, you ...... Did you find the wrong person?"

Lao Luo turned to look at Huang Jianmin, but the other party didn't expect Chen Wen to be uncooperative at this time.

"Take it away!"

Interrogation room at the police station.

"It's really Scar...... Chen Wenrang ***, only he knows what is in the box."

"So how did you get in touch, phone, WeChat, or some other way?"

"In the live broadcast room, Chen Wen starts a live broadcast every night to sell antiques, as long as he puts a purple clay pot without ears in the background shelf, it means that I will deliver it the next day."

Live room?

When I first grabbed the treasure house, the time was too tight and I didn't ask for specific details.

Now that the trial is Xun, Lao Luo found out that Chen Wen's methods are clever.

"For more than a year, you haven't had phone contact, or WeChat contact, or where can you meet?"

"Really no, Chen Wen said that he wouldn't let us contact us for safety, so I just need to collect money."

"You didn't ask him what he asked you to give, what if it's drugs?"

Zhang San cried with a sad face: "I'm not a fool, I asked him about this, but he said no, and told me that if you don't feel at ease, you can soak it in water."

"If it was drugs, he wouldn't let me soak it in water, and I did soak it twice, and it was nothing, even

One time I pierced a box with a steel needle, and there was nothing powder or anything like that."

"Later, I squatted in the fish shop, and the people who came to pick up things were different, so I didn't think much about it."

The interrogation of Zhang Baoku went very smoothly.

Zhang Baoku can be described as knowing everything and saying everything.

But the outcome of the interrogation was very bad.

"Chen Wen is very cautious," Lao Luo reported on the interrogation in the conference room.

"Zhang Baoku and Chen Wen have known each other since they were young, and a year ago, it was Chen Wen who found him and asked him to help with things."

"But then the two did not communicate directly, except for the first meeting, Chen Wen passed the news to Zhang Baoku through the live broadcast room."

"We now have no direct evidence against Chen."

"Video ...... in the live broadcast room Is there a playback function?"

Yang Lin often watches live broadcasts when he is fine: "Some big platforms have a live broadcast playback function within seven days, if Chen Wen said something during the live broadcast, it may be used as evidence."

"It's useless," Lao Luo shook his head: "Chen Wen only sells antiques during the live broadcast, and when he needs Zhang Baoku to get a box, he puts a purple clay pot without ears on the shelf."

Put something on the table, get the message across.

This special Chen Wen has the potential to be a spy.

"We have checked Chen Wen and Zhang Baoku's mobile phones, and there is indeed no contact."

"Where's the money?"

Yang Lin's voice was raised: "Every time Chen Wen asks Zhang Baoku to send a box, how do you get the reward for him?"

"Zhang Baoku confessed, the first time was the money given directly by Chen Wen, and the back was to put the cash in an envelope and stick it on the box, when Zhang Baoku took the box, he could get the money, and there was no transfer record."

Chen Wen was very thoughtful, and Zhang Baoku's IQ was worrying.

"Are the cash and envelopes still there?"

Lu Chuan, who had not spoken, spoke: "There is no transfer and telephone communication between Chen Wen and Zhang Baoku, so what about the fingerprints on the cash and envelopes?"

"He's not going to carry a cash suit, is he?"

Fingerprint!

Lu Chuan's words made everyone's eyes light up.

"It's hard to say the money and envelopes before, yesterday's box Zhang Baoku just arrived, and the cash and envelopes should still be there!"

Lao Luo's eyes were excited, although Zhang Baoku and Chen Wen had no direct contact, but if Chen Wen's fingerprints could be extracted from cash or envelopes, then Chen Wen's little tricks would be useless.

"I'll check!"

After Lao Luo finished speaking, he went directly to the interrogation room.

Just a day later, even if Zhang Baoku spent the money, the envelope should still be there.

The use of fingerprints to solve cases is generally a skill that can only be used in homicides for grassroots police stations.

Small cases such as daily theft, petty theft, etc., which are usually touched, use fingerprints to solve crimes, which is a bit of a waste of resources.

What's more, no one did such a small case of fingerprint identification and analysis for them. ap.

Lu Chuan is different, he is good at technical work, and he is used to using technology to solve problems when he encounters cases.

Huang Jianmin's electric car was stolen, and the suspect was locked through fingerprint identification and analysis.

And then there was a follow-up discovery.