Netherworld Investigator Chapter 241: The old man’s secret

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Faced with my intimidation, the old man said with a grin, "I didn't know him!"

I pointed to the sketch seriously: "In fact, we have seen the true face of these three killing agencies through some channels. What you painted is basically exactly the same as what he did. Do you want to say that it has nothing to do with him?"

The old man lit a cigarette again and vomited for a while before he said: "Do you know why?"

I replied: "You ask me?"

He explained slowly: "A good mechanic has the same idea. We will use the simplest and most effective way to achieve the goal. This is called the same thing as a hero!"

I didn't expect him to say that. Logically speaking, it's okay, but I always feel that the two people are connected.

Seeing that I was silent, the old man seemed a little proud, and said with his legs folded: "Young man, you are still too tender. You can't get any information from me, because if you don't have desire, you are strong. I have been sentenced to life, you see. I still have a few years to live like this, why should I help you solve the case?"

I stood up suddenly, stared into his eyes and said, "So, what do you actually know!"

There was a trace of panic on the old man Furui Bubo’s face. I was even more convinced that he knew something, but he quickly recovered his calm: "I don’t say what you can do to me? I wear this dress, it means Protected by the law, if you dare to touch my finger, you will come in and be protected by the law."

I gritted my teeth and cursed: "Old fox!"

I admit that I really didn’t recruit, and I could only use the lowest level means-bribery, and I said: "You don’t live well here, next time I bring you something to eat, buy two more Zhonghua, what do you think?"

Many prisoners on death row and prisoners of life sentence are willing to confess in order to eat a good meal. There are often such bridges in criminal investigation films. When the police serve the suspect with a dish of dumplings, the suspect will be thrown away. It is not an exaggeration of art. The prisoner is also a human being and has all kinds of desires.

The old man smiled: "It doesn't matter what you eat, so let's get your mother in, sleep with me, and I'll tell you!"

I know that he is deliberately irritating me. As long as I hit him, today's meeting is over. I will never have a chance to meet again. I was so angry that my hands were shaking, but I still held back.

The old man pointed to the clock on the wall and said, "Stop talking, it's time for our meeting."

He got up and prepared to leave, I thought desperately, as long as it is a human, there must be weaknesses, there must be weaknesses!

Just as he was about to push the door open, I suddenly shouted: "That person doesn't follow the rules!"

The old man froze for a moment, then turned around and said: "What?"

I continued: "The victims who passed the trial, he didn't let them go, but killed them!"

I told the old man that the first victim had successfully escaped but was killed. The second victim was also given cheating during the trial, deliberately letting him fail.

The old man was stunned for five seconds, and said every word: "You are swindling me, show me the evidence."

I said: "Okay, show you the evidence!"

I made a call. In addition to Huang Xiaotao and Wang Yuanchao, there are more than 20 police numbers in my mobile phone. They are all cooperating frequently. I asked a technical police officer to give me a screenshot from yesterday's forensic anatomy video, which was a shot of the deceased showing his back.

One minute later, a picture was sent to my mobile phone, and I handed it to the old man to see: "This man obviously escaped by his own strength, but he was caught from behind, so the murderer is not really meaningful. Judge of Hell."

The old man gritted his teeth and cursed: "Mom, I don't have such a disciple..."

Speaking of this, he knew he had made a mistake, and his face instantly turned pale.

It suddenly dawned on me: "He is your apprentice!"

The old man quibbleed: "I didn't mean that, I mean, he inherited my career, just like an apprentice."

I know it's useless to say more, I got up and said: "You take care, wait for him, and I will send you a piece of Chinese."

The old man suddenly rushed over and shocked me. The prison guard responded quickly and broke in, pressing the old man's head against the table, telling him to be honest. The old man shouted hoarsely: "Leave him a way to survive, leave him a way to survive!"

I didn't answer, and went straight out. Wang Dali waited outside for a long time and asked if I had found anything. I said, "Let's go to a school to investigate."

The old man used to be a professor, and there should be student files in the school. From his reaction, it can be seen that this person has a very close relationship with him. It should not only be a teacher and an apprentice, but a relationship between father and son.

I couldn't get a taxi at the prison gate. After waiting for a long time, a younger brother came to pick him up from prison, so we had to carpool together. The eldest social brother who had just been released from prison on the road had been talking loudly, saying that he had to find a few women, Shuang Shuang, crippled his former enemy, and smoked and spit in the car. The atmosphere in the car was really embarrassing. Both Wang Dali and the driver were too scared to speak.

Getting important clues, I am in a better mood, so I whispered to Wang Dali: "Come on, I will show you how to pretend to be compared!"

I pretended to take out my mobile phone, deliberately dropped the ID on the ground, and then said to the big brother of society: "Excuse me, I dropped something, help me pick it up!"

The big brother of society and the younger brother are chatting vigorously about which nightclub the lady is tender and juicy. He glanced down and was stunned. Then he looked at me and swallowed hard.

The little brother didn’t know it, and he was still chattering over there: "Big brother, I know that a newly opened house is full of school girls. They are very tender. I will find a little girl to open-bud for you in the evening, so cool..."

Unfinished words, the big brother of society slapped him on his face and glared at him: "What nonsense, I have to reform it after I get out of prison, so that I can be worthy of the government!"

Then he held up my certificate, handed it over, and said with a smile on his face: "I am disrespectful and disrespectful. I just had a mouthful of what I said just now. It's not true, not true."

I took the certificate, patted his shoulder and said: "You are going out from here in the car now, don't take the car back someday, that's not good, right?"

The big brother nodded desperately: "Yes, I must re-behave and change my wrongs! Haven't asked you how to call it?"

I ignored him, but said: "I remember your looks, don't let me see you on inappropriate occasions, you know?"

The big brother of society nodded like a peck of rice, completely different from just now.

On the next journey, the two of them didn't say a word. They were more honest than the punished pupil. Wang Dali whispered to me: "Yoko, it's a textbook-level pretender!"

We came to the school of Mechanical Engineering where the old man used to teach, with the consultant card in my hand, went to the archives office to find the files, and the green light was all the way.

The head of the archives office is a middle-aged woman. She brought a box of student archives. Wang Dali said in surprise: "So many?"

The person in charge said: "This is not too much. One professor leads five or six classes in one semester. Qi Sheng has been teaching for more than 30 years. You count yourself."

It is undoubtedly a huge project for these students to check one by one. I said: "We take the files first, screen them one by one, and return them in two days."

The person in charge was a little reluctant, but because I was a policeman, he reluctantly agreed. I thanked him, and the person in charge asked, "Didn’t Qi Sheng have been sentenced? Why is the police still investigating him? Did he commit an offence again."

I said: "This is inconvenient to disclose. Let me ask which teachers in the school have a better relationship with Qi Sheng."

She said: "You can find his ex-wife, who used to be a teacher in this school."

I was pleasantly surprised: "Where can I find her?"

She pointed to herself: "I am!"