sea ​​situation

In less than 10 minutes, the car from the police station arrived. Several policemen and forensic doctors got out of the car and came to Zhang Ziyang.

Zhang Ziyang briefly explained the situation. In fact, he didn't need to say anything. The strong stench of corpses in the room had already told everyone what happened here.

Everyone put on masks, but still felt that the smell was unbearable, so they went into the house step by step to check.

Lu Ming didn't go in, he was sitting in his car, talking to the steward who was leading the way.

The person in charge is called Liu Li, and he is not a local, but he has been in Shanghai for more than ten years to make a living.

He and the deceased Zhang Yuan were fellow villagers, and they often drank a little wine together and had a good relationship, so Zhang Yuan asked him to help manage the application.

According to this Liu Li, Zhang Yuan asked a person to bring a note three days ago. It said nothing else, but said that he was sick and had to rest at home for a few days, so he asked Liu Li to replace him. work at the post.

Naturally, Liu Li couldn't refuse, so he agreed and took over all the things Zhang Yuan should do.

"Since you are from his hometown, why didn't you come to see him when he was sick?" Lu Ming asked.

"Master Lu, you don't know about Zhang Yuan. He is good in everything, but he is too lustful. He said he was resting at home, so I understood. He must have brought a woman back from somewhere, and he was messing around in the dark at home. This kind of thing doesn't happen once or twice." Liu Li said with a wry smile.

"Doesn't Zhang Yuan have any family members? Where's his wife and children?" Lu Ming asked.

"Master Lu, you think highly of us too. Can people like us make a living in Shanghai? We can't afford it at all. It would be nice to be able to support ourselves." Liu Li smiled wryly.

"I see that your income is not low. You can buy a house in this area and still cry poor?" Lu Ming asked tentatively.

"Master Lu, Zhang Yuan just bought this house a while ago. We used to rent a house. He said a few days ago that he had saved enough money, so he bought this house because it was cheap. We even came here to give gifts and drink. Well, otherwise, I wouldn't know he bought a house." Liu Li said.

"The house I just bought is such a coincidence, you mean he got a fortune?" Lu Ming asked.

Liu Li smiled wryly, obviously he wasn't sure if this was the case, but nine times out of ten it was.

If a womanizer who likes to fuck women can save money, there should be no poor people in this world.

"Master Lu, how could you tell that Zhang Yuan was dead before you came here?" The general manager of Paramount, who got in the car and followed him, looked at Lu Ming with adoring and confused eyes.

"I also guessed that Zhang Yuan must have been used by someone. Those who used him were the kidnappers. They bought him with money. That's why he was able to buy this house. But the kidnappers will not let him go." Yes, it is a basic routine to kill people and silence them afterwards." Lu Ming said lightly.

The general manager and Liu Li also felt very heavy. If this was the case, Paramount would have an inescapable responsibility for Ning Xiner's kidnapping case.

Lu Ming saw their thoughts and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will explain this matter to your behind-the-scenes boss, and it won't be difficult for you people who work at the front desk."

"Then I would like to thank Young Master Lu for being considerate of us servants." The general manager bowed his hands again and again, expressing his gratitude.

Lu Ming smiled, he has already achieved the position of general manager, and he still calls himself a servant?But to be honest, they are all hired and responsible for making money for the big boss. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are servants, but they are only high-level servants.

After about half an hour, Zhang Ziyang came out.

"What's going on inside?" Lu Ming got out of the car and asked.

"What else could it be? It's Zhang Yuan, who can't be wrong. He's been dead for three days." Zhang Ziyang said, still holding his nose.

"How rotten is the person? Can you confirm it's me?" Lu Ming asked.

It was a big summer, and the doors and windows in the house were all tightly closed. A person would stink one day after death, not to mention it had already been three days.

"The corpse has been severely decomposed, but it can still be identified, but no one will pretend to be him." Zhang Ziyang said.

Lu Ming didn't know Zhang Yuan, but Zhang Ziyang met Zhang Yuan when he was taking notes on all the employees of Paramount, and had a long conversation with him.

"Search everything in the house carefully to see if there are any clues." Lu Ming reminded.

"The house was cleaned up very cleanly, without leaving any traces or clues. This must have been done by professionals, and it's another unsolved case." Zhang Ziyang said discouragedly.

This is a homicide case, which must be investigated according to regulations, but Zhang Ziyang knew it after he inspected the scene, and the Shanghai Police Department can't solve this kind of case.

Knowing that the case cannot be solved, the police station has to conduct routine investigations, and visit all the neighbors. All these processes have to be done, and none of them should be missed.

However, Zhang Ziyang did not have any hope for this case, and estimated that the result would definitely be an application for sealing the file.

The so-called application for file closure means that the police department decided to cancel the special case team because the case could not be solved for a long time after it was filed, and there was no new evidence.

While canceling the special case team, all relevant materials of the case will be kept in closed storage, and the investigation will be restarted after new evidence emerges.

Generally speaking, such cases have become old cases and have been shelved and no one cares about them.

"You can be busy here, I still have something to do." Lu Ming said and got into the car.

Lu Ming dragged General Manager Wu of Paramount and the administrator named Liu Li back to the Fuxingshe Building.

The building is still brightly lit at the moment, and many people are working overtime. The main reason is that several grassroots leaders of the underground party have confessed in succession these days. They have to sort out these confessions overnight, and then compare them with the information they usually collect to confirm the authenticity of the confessions.

After Lu Ming arrived, many people saluted and said hello, Lu Ming responded one by one, and then brought the general manager and Liu Li to the archives room.

The Fuxingshe Building has two archives, one is top-secret, called the Confidential Room, which mainly stores confidential documents, and the other is an ordinary archive for everyone to inquire.

Lu Ming and An Gonggen relied on the information of many informants to make files for all the Japanese residents in Shanghai and the staff of Manchurian Railway. These files contain photos and basic information.

Lu Ming brought these two people back because he wanted them to identify the files and see if there were the four suspected employees in them.

Lu Ming asked someone to bring drinks and snacks, and asked the two to browse through the files slowly and carefully identify the photos.

The process of identification is long and boring, and Lu Ming is not in a hurry, he sits by himself and flips through the newspapers.

"Hey, I recruited this person, and he is Zhang Wei."

When it was almost midnight, Liu Li suddenly shouted.

Lu Ming leaned over and took a look. The man Liu Li identified was an employee of the Manchuria Railway, but he was actually an agent of the Manchurian Railway Action Group.

"If you take a closer look, you won't admit the wrong person, right?" Lu Ming suddenly became excited, and his hard work paid off. After staying up most of the night, he finally saw hope.

"Let me take a closer look, general manager, please help me to see if this is Zhang Wei, I think it is him." Liu Li said shaking the file in his hand.

The general manager took it and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then said: "It's really similar, I think it's just a person. I remembered, this guy walks very lightly, like a cat. Once he walked behind me and scared me. I jump."

"Well, once the general manager said it this way, he couldn't be more wrong. In addition, this guy has an inconspicuous sign, a mole on his left temple, and it's here." Liu Li pointed to the photo and said.

Lu Ming took a closer look at the photo. Sure enough, the person in the photo had a very small mole on his left temple.

"What kind of job did he apply for at Paramount?" Lu Ming asked.

"He is applying for an electric welder, Master Lu, you don't know, we often need to build various shelves, arrange lighting shelves, pull curtains, etc., welders are indispensable." Liu Li said.

"How did the kidnappers destroy the fence on the window of the women's bathroom? Did they use electric welding and cutting?" Lu Ming immediately thought of the destroyed window.

"It seems so. The iron fence was welded on, and only a welder can destroy it." Liu Li was not sure.

"Don't look like it, it must be." Lu Ming said.

"Well, the officer is right, it's the hands and feet of the electric welder." Seeing that Lu Ming was so sure, Liu Li also made a conclusion.

The sweat on the head of the general manager couldn't stop flowing down again. Paramount has spent money to raise a bunch of thieves. They can even cut off the bathroom window. The safe in their office is not very safe, right?

Lu Ming didn't know what the general manager was thinking. Seeing him sweating again, he thought he was guilty and scared, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, as long as you find these people, the case will be closed." Let's get off the hook."