Tian Chunda's frank statement did not bring good impression to the men around him. They whispered to each other, and soon a thin man seemed to represent everyone, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his thin cheeks, answering that the detective had no impression that anyone could help. It's not so much that I'm not impressed, but that Kuwabara is a man who tries to avoid talking about personal matters, so no one else can know what friends he has. At least in this room, there wasn't even a man who looked like a friend.

After thanking them, the people dispersed, and the two detectives took out the account books on Kuwabara's desk one by one and began to check them. Soon after, when he found a copy of the declaration to the tax office, or a notebook with a detailed description of the manuscript fee, Tian Chunda read out the name of the publishing house recorded here and asked the criminal police An Yi to copy it in the notebook. Most of them are editorial offices of weekly magazines, but there are also records of commissions for religious magazines or tuberculosis convalescent magazines. What did these unique magazines commission Kuwabara to write? Tian Chunda felt very eager to see his manuscript.

"The weekly magazine is really expensive."

"Because they don't have a headline reporter, they don't have to do business, and of course they have to pay well."

After writing down the names of more than a dozen publishing houses, Tian Chunda seemed to understand everything, and asked the criminal police officers to visit one by one to investigate which publishing house entrusted Kuwabara to the provincial capital on a business trip, and inquired about the purpose of collecting materials and the names of the objects of the materials.

Tian Chunda, who stayed, wanted to investigate the inside of the table, but he couldn't open it. So he went downstairs to the caretaker's room and asked him to take the duplicate key to open the drawer. In one drawer, there are about ten bundles of unopened manuscript paper, and two half-written manuscripts are fixed with paper clips, which look like they are thrown casually inside. One of the bunches had no title, while the other bouquet had a very sensational title, but he didn't seem to be satisfied, so he added a sensational subtitle. After Tian Chunda swept it with his eyes, his gaze returned to the drawer.

He opened the other drawers to take a look. The magazines or weekly magazines inside were thrown into a mess, and when you pick them up, you find that there is a sports lottery ticket in the middle.

Tian Chunda also found several newspaper clippings in a medium-sized envelope on vellum. This is like the appearance of a vicious criminal, secretly hiding at the bottom of the magazine, so it attracted Tian Chunda's attention.

The clippings have changed color slightly. Tian Chunda took the newspapers one by one and looked at them, and found that each one was the same story about the people who jumped into the crater, and contrary to the small stories of the Nanguang newspapers, which took up a considerable amount of space. When I turned to the back, I saw that there was a red pencil on it, recording the reports of several media on this matter.

If the obese man was telling the truth, the Starlight News Agency's headliner had blackmailed someone. And it should be unreasonable for this blackmailer to hide meaningless suicide reports at the bottom of the box. For Tian Chunda, it is not easy to deduce the significance of this report; However, from the newspaper clippings he collected from the same case, it can be guessed that Kuwabara was very interested in the woman's death. It is not known if this has anything to do with his death, but it must be investigated.

When Tian Chunda finished recording the key points and looked up, the fat man seemed to be waiting for him, and accosted him: "I just said that the badge of the man who came to beat someone, I heard that this person remembers." ”

Next to him stood a man who seemed to play rugby and had high shoulders. At first glance, it has a very sturdy physique.

"Hey." Tian Chunda did his best to show kindness on his inconspicuous face.

"Where's the badge?"

"Synergistic banking. I saw it when he was caught. ”

"What's that?"

"Round. On a black pedestal, with an agreement written on it, surrounded by a golden thread. By the way, the word Xie is also golden. ”

He was quite specific. Because Tian Chun didn't know about Synergy Bank, he didn't have any knowledge about the bank's trademark, so he thought he might as well believe this man's statement.

"I heard that bank clerk said that Kuwabara wrote a slanderous report, do you know what it is?"

Tian Chunda asked the two men, but each of them shook their heads. I guess I wasn't interested in slandering other people's reports, so I guess I haven't read the reports either.

It doesn't matter if they don't know, as long as they know where the man works, they can find out from his own mouth. So Tian Chunda thanked them for their help and left the mixed room.

13

Tian Chunda called the head office of the cooperative bank and asked about the staff whose names were black. He used the excuse that he had dropped his wallet while taking the bus, and he had borrowed money from a pedestrian when he was having a headache, so he wanted to thank him.

The voice of the personnel virgin came over the microphone, telling him to investigate first and call again in five minutes. So after he hung up the phone, he waited a little.

Just five minutes later, Tian Chunda called the cooperative bank again.

"There are only two people whose names have black characters. One is a branch manager who is about to turn 45 years old. It's called Wu Xianming. ”

That's not right, the eligible man must be around 30 years old.

“…… The other, thirty-one-year-old, named Wu Cheng, works in the foreign exchange department of the Dongdaqiao branch. ”

"Thank you very much, I'll send you a thank you note right away." Tian Chunda thanked him and hung up the phone.

Coming to the door of the office of the foreign exchange department of the branch, Tian Chunda knocked on the door.

The person inside immediately opened the door, and a dark-skinned, sturdy young man stood there, Tian Chunda nodded to him gently, and asked with a smile: "You are Mr. Wucheng, right?" ”

"Yes, I'm Wu Cheng......" The other party nodded.

Tian Chunda showed him his police ID, and then said, "Do you know Kuwabara from the Starlight News Agency?" ”

Tian Chunda lowered his voice. Because he felt that if he was heard by his colleagues or superiors, it might not be convenient.

At this moment, Wu Cheng looked startled. But immediately he returned to peace, came out of the hallway, and opened the door of the next room. There was a sign hanging above the entrance, but it was not written. I think it's a reception room or a conference room.

After the two of them sat down, Tian Chunda asked again: "

Do you know the man Kuwabara? ”

"Yes." His tone was crisp.

"So you were the one who broke into the office and beat him?"

"That's right. He's a man of too few words. ”

"Why the hell are you fighting Kuwabara?"

"Because his reporting is like insulting me."

"What kind of report is that?"

"It's a no-brainer. According to the report, when I was in my previous job, I also provided loans to small and medium-sized enterprises, and I also provided women to attract customers...... It even had a photo of the woman attached to it and published it in a weekly magazine. After all, this man is very shrewd, so he will never use the clumsy way of being caught. Even so, people who know me read this report and know very well that I am the person who writes about it. He didn't agree to retract the report, so that's why I beat him up. ”

Tian Chunda glanced at his left hand on the table, the palm was very large and thick, and the fingers were also very thick. If you get hit by this fist, you must feel good.

"Is this the first time you've been beaten?"

Wu Cheng showed a surprised expression for a moment, and his expression seemed to be very surprised, how do you know so clearly.

"Yes, because Kuwabara continued to write, I went to beat him up again."

"Then Kuwabara has been silent since then?"

Wu Cheng closed his mouth for a moment and licked his lips.

"No, he kept writing."

"You didn't beat him up this time."

"Yes."

"But you just killed him, didn't you?"

"How is that possible!"

It was the first time he had spoken in such a fierce tone. The nostrils were wide open, and the eyes were burning with flames. Tian Chunda felt that this man's character didn't know what he would do when he was furious.

"I've only thought about scolding him lately. But I don't think it's better for me to throw in the towel and leave it alone. ”

"I think it's okay to trust you. But no one else agrees with you. Because you have such a good motive, you will definitely think that you committed it. Tian Chunda straightened his face and spoke.

"Anyway, why did Kuwabara write bad things about you?"

“……”

"What was the cause in the first place?"

Wu Cheng just frowned, and had no intention of answering.

"Mr. Wucheng!"

“…… Because he was rude to a woman I knew, I taught him a lesson, so he held a grudge. That's what started in the first place, and then he used his job as a headline reporter to write bad things about me. I asked him to apologize but he refused, and beat him hard, and he wrote again, and I beat him again......"