This is the second time that Ma Xiaowei dictated that he was suspected of murder in the public security bureau. This shocking boy cried even harder than the victim's family and almost robbed the ground with his head. The two policemen next to him reacted and rushed up to raise him, and pulled Ma Xiaowei away amid the cry of He's mother.

Luo Wenzhou didn't expect that his casual introduction would cause such a change, one head turned into two big ones. He had a premonition that it would be a sleepless night tonight, so he had to quickly send a text message to the property manager of his building, begging others to grab a handful of cat food for Luo Yiguo, who was hungry and cold.

Lang Qiao was about to lead Fei Du to take the transcript, but Luo Wenzhou raised his head and called him.

"Oh," Luo Wenzhou said without a title, "Thank you."

Fei Du didn't expect that the man's dog actually spit out an ivory in his mouth. He was a little surprised. He paused, gave the president's inauguration speech, and nodded very seriously: "You're welcome."

Luo Wenzhou looked at the back of his model with his high and low eyebrows, and inexplicably remembered the arrogant poodle, and wanted to catch up and stuff a "civilized stick" into his hand. However, they pinched for seven years, until they saw the dawn of the truce just now. Luo Wenzhou didn't want to find trouble, so he pressed down all his talented and wonderful ideas, turned around and patted Xiao Haiyang on the shoulder: "Come with me."

Xiao Haiyang followed him silently to a separate inquiry room, and held his glasses with some nerves. He looked at Luo Wenzhou without dodging: "I am not speaking as a policeman who assists in the case now, right?"

Luo Wen reached out to Xiao Haiyang: "Sit down, then what do you think you are?"

Xiao Haiyang was not polite, and sat down straight and said, "Am I a suspect or a witness?"

Luo Wenzhou smiled, habitually raised his legs and leaned back, and the wound on his back immediately protested, screaming at his pain nerves, which almost bared his teeth on the spot. Luo Wenzhou forced himself to maintain his temperament, sat down half-slip, and asked in a chat: "How many years have you been working?"

Xiao Haiyang: "Two years...one and a half years."

"Oh, it's not long after the internship period?" Luo Wenzhou nodded. He recalled for a moment, and then said, "When I was a child, my father wanted me to apply for a national defense student, but I hadn't passed the rebellious period at that time. He said he went east and west. I said, 'I won't go to the Sahara to study missiles', and then ran back to school to fill in the randomly. At that time, he was deeply influenced by Hong Kong police and gangster films. He always felt that the police were Tony Leung and Louis Koo, so he got into this industry."

Xiao Haiyang continued very seriously: "The Sahara is not Chinese territory."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

This young man is really good at chatting.

Xiao Haiyang may have realized it, and his sitting posture became more tense: "You continue."

Luo Wenzhou felt that Xiao Haiyang might not know what "relaxation" means, so he gave up his efforts in this regard. He fell down seriously and asked directly: "Whether you are a fellow practitioner who has made meritorious service, a witness or a suspect, we have to look at the next investigation results - you are mentally prepared and are also ready to confess everything you know, right?"

Xiao Haiyang nodded.

"Okay," Luo Wenzhou said, "I'll ask first about what's happening in front of me. Why did you send Ma Xiaowei here tonight?"

"Because someone wants to kill him to silence him." Xiao Haiyang replied without thinking. As he took out a cell phone from his pocket, he had already packed it in a bag of evidence and handed it to Luo Wenzhou, "Tonight I will be on duty with another colleague. This is his cell phone. He fell asleep when the message came."

Luo Wenzhou quickly scanned the text message through the transparent bag, and said it to Lang Qiao, so he put it aside: "Why do you read other people's text messages if you are fine?"

Xiao Haiyang said: "I'm monitoring him."

This young man speaks very fast and doesn't know how to laugh. When talking to people, his body language is always tense, and he doesn't often have small movements like holding glasses and clenching his fists. He doesn't look like an adult who has "sees the world". He is a bit like a middle school boy who develops to the incongruity of his limbs.

Luo Wenzhou looked at him and felt that if he had given Fei Du half of the slipperyness, the two of them would probably be normal.

"Then why do you have to monitor him?"

Xiao Haiyang pursed his lips: "Can I tell you from the beginning?"

Luo Wenzhou nodded, Xiao Haiyang took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and spoke in analytical manner: "The atmosphere there is different from that in the Municipal Bureau. It is not an important occasion or a major event. We usually don't see Director Wang. Any instructions he has to do with us are conveyed through the Huang Team - Oh, the head of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Huashi District Branch, whose full name is Huang Jinglian."

"The relationship between the Yellow Team and the deputy team is very ordinary, but in our department, there are several other colleagues who are his confidants and the "key training targets". Sometimes when there is something, he will directly ask his own people to do it. Sometimes others don't know what they are busy with. The deputy team is basically blocked by him and he can't control anything."

"I always thought that Team Huang was choosing the backbone of work based on their own preferences, and I didn't care much about it. After all, from childhood to adulthood, such small groups had nothing to do with me. Until one day, the police station in the jurisdiction reported a case - they found a girl's body. It happened to be the night shift time, and I was on duty that day. I was already ready to leave, but I didn't expect to be stopped by my colleague... It was the owner of the mobile phone. He said that the next day he had something at home and asked me if I could change shifts with him. It was normal for us to switch shifts to each other in private. I didn't think much about it, so I agreed. In the end, Team Huang took that colleague to the police."

"Huang Jinglian was there at that time?" Luo Wenzhou paused and asked, "What is the name of the dead girl?"

Xiao Haiyang: "Chen Yuan."

Luo Wenzhou narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why do you remember so clearly? Is there anything special about Chen Yuan to you?"

"I remember most of the things I have seen. Now I can still report the license plate number of the police car you drove to the scene when the '520' case is still available. You need..."

"..." Luo Wenzhou was so amused and crying. The style of these small glasses was incompatible with the Huashi District Branch. He waved his hand quickly, "No need to report, I believe, you should continue talking."

Xiao Haiyang paused, and then changed his voice: "But the deceased is indeed a bit special. A photo of the body came over. When she died, she was wearing a hollow top and a miniskirt and a heavy makeup on her face - the top was worn in the back. There was a kind of buttons in women's clothing that were on the back. If there was no collar, it would be easy to make mistakes at first glance. Only when you put on your body can you feel the incongruity of your neck and armpits. My first reaction at that time was that this person's clothes were probably replaced after death. If that was the case, then the case might involve homicide. My colleagues and I also mentioned this to them when we changed shifts..."

Luo Wenzhou's fingers gently tapped the table without interrupting. He also retrieved the materials from the Chen Yuan case. He clearly remembered that the clothes on the female corpse were not abnormal, and the back-button top was not worn in reverse.

"I know that the investigation results of this case have happened a few days later. Team Huang and others classified this as 'selling/porn girl died of drug overdose'. I asked the colleague how to explain the deceased's clothes in reverse. He evaded for a while, and only said that I had read it wrong." Xiao Haiyang said this and paused for a long time, "I did not keep that photo. I just took a quick look at it. The possibility of mistaken viewing was not completely gone - but that afternoon, there was an inexplicable transfer of two thousand yuan on my salary card.

The text message notes are written with ‘bonus’. Our salary is not high, and everyone supports their families and has a lot of pressure in life. Occasionally there is a bonus, and they will definitely celebrate verbally. The atmosphere in the whole team will be different. That time, no one mentioned it at all. Before getting off work, Team Huang came to me and mentioned several previous daily tasks, saying that I was serious and responsible in my work. The money was specially approved by Director Wang to encourage the ‘advanced’ who had just started working. I think this reason is very far-fetched. I didn’t move that money because I suspected it was a ‘hunt fee’.”

Luo Wenzhou understood as soon as he heard it, and that was a blatant hush fee: "But you have no evidence, the closing report of Chen Yuan's case was handled very cleanly without any flaws."

Xiao Haiyang's cheeks tightened, and nodded as if he was quite unwilling to accept it.

Luo Wenzhou breathed out: "What? At the crime scene that day, why did you imply that the place where we found the body was not the first scene?"

"I think there might be something wrong with Team Huang, so after considering it, the bonus was not announced at the time," Xiao Haiyang raised his chin slightly and signaled to the cell phone in the evidence bag next to Luo Wenzhou. "I looked for an opportunity to install a virus on this colleague's phone, secretly turned on his GPS, and monitor his whereabouts every day."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Xiao Haiyang quickly explained: "I know this is illegal, but during the training and internship, I used many subjects to go through the edge. It is unrealistic to follow up and investigate them, and they will definitely be discovered immediately. I can only do this."

"No, I just didn't expect you to be a talent," Luo Wenzhou smiled, "What did you find?"

"He often goes to and from entertainment venues after get off work. In addition, he often goes to multiple days every month - that is, the fifth, tenth, fifteenth, and twenty, as long as he is not on duty, he will move in fixed locations, including the open space where He Zhongyi's body was found, and several other remote places. I avoided them and secretly visited one or two of them, but I couldn't find anything. But once when I pretended to be a foreigner asking for directions, an old lady living nearby warned me not to go there after dark. She said there was 'sometimes white flour' over there.'

Luo Wenzhou: "That is to say, on the night of May 20, you used GPS to confirm that your colleague happened to be at the scene where He Zhongyi's case occurred."

"He left with Team Huang and the others after get off work. I suspect Team Huang and the others were there at that time. It was not until almost eleven o'clock that the phone showed off," Xiao Haiyang said. "Council Luo, I think if we were our own people who killed people, we would definitely be more professional. It is unlikely that we would throw the body there, and even made it so out of control the next day. Later, Ma Xiaowei's appearance confirmed part of my guess - Team Huang and the others participated in certain transactions at the place where the body was found. Maybe something happened during the process. The residents around him heard it. Ma Xiaowei was there, and they didn't see how the body appeared there."

After hearing this, Luo Wenzhou nodded, not commenting, but suddenly asked: "Where are you on the night of the 20th?"

"When on duty in the bureau, there are large night shifts, there are on duty records and surveillance images." Xiao Haiyang's face did not change his expression, but he did not feel any displeasure because of Luo Wenzhou's questioning, and said calmly and considerately, "Do you suspect I am the corpse thrower? I am not. The road conditions in the west area are complicated. If you want to throw the corpse there without knowing it, you must first be very familiar with the surrounding environment, and secondly, you must have transportation. I just got my driver's license and don't have a car."

Luo Wenzhou looked faint, not sure if he believed it. Then he asked, "Then have you... heard of the 'Golden Triangle Clearing Area'?"

"Ma Xiaowei said that the so-called 'Golden Triangle Void' is the wasteland where He Zhongyi's body was found. It is one of the places where they often trade. Only those who often participate in the transaction know this code name, and it is strictly forbidden to spread it." Tao Ran hurriedly left the interrogation room, threw the transcript on the table, and said to Lang Qiao, "Luo Wenzhou, this bastard, he didn't even say hello to such a big thing, and just went privately to investigate it. Did he think he was Captain America?"

Lang Qiao asked curiously: "Then was He Zhongyi really killed by Ma Xiaowei?"

"I don't feel like it, Ma Xiaowei said that after he got addicted to drugs, he was often stretched. Everyone around him knew about his problem. He usually didn't get money from his residence. Ma Xiaowei focused on He Zhongyi's new mobile phone and was trying to take it out for a transaction. Unexpectedly, He Zhongyi came back from get off work that day and remembered the phone. He didn't find anything. So he questioned him in person. Ma Xiaowei was obsessed with it and refused to admit it. In the end, the two of them left unhappily - Xiao Qiao gave me a bottle of water first, and he didn't rest all night." Tao Ran took the mineral water and poured half a bottle of money in one go, and then took a breath. "That night, Ma Xiaowei used He Zhongyi's mobile phone to exchange for drugs. He was proud to wait for He Zhongyi to come back, so he asked him to search for his own things and see what he said. As a result, He Zhongyi didn't come back and died in that place."

"Ma Xiaowei thought He Zhongyi was somehow watching him sell his mobile phone and was beaten to death in order to get his own things?" Lang Qiao's eyes rolled and he quickly reacted, "Later, because the common people were fighting, we received unexpected testimony. In order to cover up the fact, Wang Hongliang used the mobile phone to frame him? So who killed He Zhongyi?"

Tao Ran didn't bother to speak, and the phone suddenly rang, and the landline from the forensic department. He quickly connected it: "Hey, what's going on?"
Chapter completed!