Lang Qiao didn't know what Luo Wenzhou was like. He was worried for a long time and thought that their "Captain China" had penetrated into the pan silk hole of a spider spirit alone. He didn't dare to leave, so he asked him to call a backup.

As a result, the distress signal was not received, and only a banned message was received.

Luo Wenzhou said: "What I asked you just now is confidential. If you obediently bring you braised pork another day, you dare to leak it. You are the raw materials!"

Lang Qiao: "..."

She felt that her self-control was a little less, and she might become the first princess in human history to kill her father because of braised pork.

While complaining that the boss was a bastard, Lang Fanghua worked hard to sort out information from all parties in the Zhou Junmao case.

The sudden incident on this day was really dazzling. The whole city was watching the grievances of the wealthy families and welcoming the weekend. Only the city bureau has not settled one wave, and the other has started again and is still working overtime.

"I made an appointment with my classmate to go to the movie this weekend," Lang Qiao hung it on the door of the conference room, supporting her eyelids with her fingers to avoid unnecessary expressions on her eyes, and howled expressionlessly, "Why are you working overtime again? You're so annoying."

Luo Wenzhou quickly passed by her and asked casually: "Male classmate or female classmate?"

Lang Qiao: "…female."

"What are you doing with a bunch of girls all day long? It's not a la la," Luo Wenzhou waved his hand indifferently, "It's better to work overtime than watching movies with girls. At least you are the princesses in us."

"Axi, which bird country treats the princess as a donkey? This is because the country is destroyed and the seeds are destroyed, and people burn the ancestral grave." Lang Qiao rolled his eyes at Luo Wenzhou's back, and then looked at Fei Du next to him strangely, "Hey, Mr. Fei, why didn't you leave?"

Fei Du didn't say anything because he thought all the way, but still couldn't figure out why, as a non-staff member, he had to work hard with them back to work overtime.

So he had to give Lang Qiao a mysterious smile.

When he came to the conference room and sat down, Fei Du finally spoke to Luo Wenzhou: "I don't seem to have overtime pay."

"No need to think that you don't even have a salary, just a little project subsidy." Luo Wenzhou said, and then he said without waiting for Fei Du to reply, "But we have any salary or not, that is, the difference between 'approximate equals zero' and 'equal to zero', do you care?"

Fei Du: "…"

Luo Wenzhou snatched all his lines, and even the mockery was impossible to start, so he had to sit back with a straight face.

"There are two things that are basically certain: First, the case of Zhou Huaijin being kidnapped was indeed directed and acted by him. Hu Zhenyu was obviously his accomplice and has been brought back for trial together; Second, Zhou Huaixin was indeed killed by Dong Xiaoqing, and there were all surveillance videos and witnesses, which is indisputable. However, Dong Xiaoqing was immediately silenced and her family was set on fire. The suspect's identity and motives are unknown, but according to our inference, it is very likely to be related to Dong Xiaoqing's assassination target Zhou Huaijin. "As soon as she entered the conference room, Lang Qiao professionally put down the movie she was thinking about and entered the state in detail.

Luo Wenzhou asked: "How is Zhou Huaijin now?"

"It's closed," said Lang Qiao, "but his mental state is very poor. He has been huddled in the chair when he comes, holding his head silently. We brought him water and rice, but we haven't moved yet. The water and rice have not yet entered."

"What's going on with Dong Qian and Dong Xiaoqing?"

"Dong Gan is taciturn and does not have many relatives and friends in daily life," Tao Ran took over the topic. "The closest relationship is basically the colleagues in the fleet. Because the customers he receives are not fixed and does not always run the same route, there is no regular visit to the service stations and catering sites, but his colleagues reacted to a situation - Haiyang, what you found out, you say."

Xiao Haiyang was called out unexpectedly, stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stood up: "Yes!"

Several hands immediately stretched out from the side and pulled him down with all his hands and feet: "Sit down and say."

Xiao Haiyang lowered his head awkwardly and pushed his glasses and switched to the continuous gun mode: "Dong Gan's colleagues reported that he often shops online, and there are always couriers looking for him. On average, they have to receive emails two or three times a week. I checked the purchase records of the Dong family's father and daughter and found that Dong Gan's shopping frequency in the past year is indeed very high, and the return rate is also very high..."

Luo Wenzhou raised his head: "Talk the point directly, do you think there is something wrong with the express delivery or the seller?"

"Express," Xiao Haiyang replied without thinking, "More than 80% of the delivery of goods that Dong Gan returned were the same express company, called "Quaida" Express. I checked that because of the slow speed, high prices, and irregular management, the current market share is very low - random shopping online, less than 5% of merchants using Kuaida, while Dong Gan's probability of receiving Kuaida delivery is more than 50%. The ten-fold gap is impossible to be a coincidence."

Luo Wenzhou nodded: "It makes sense, then what?"

"If the paper documents burned by the arsonist are important items, then it is not so easy to miss them when we repeatedly check their suspicion. But what if the document is on the way to deliver during our investigation? Kuaida Express usually takes three to five days to deliver it in the same city, which happened to be a time difference."

When Luo Wenzhou heard this, his face had sunk and interrupted him with name and surname: "Xiao Haiyang, are you pure guessing or is there any basis?"

Xiao Haiyang hesitated a little when facing his strong questioning: "There is...proven..."

"Don't pretend to be stupid with me," Luo Wenzhou's tone became stern, "The team is here, you have something to say, I know you have enough brains."

In order to ensure that the thing does not fall into the hands of the police, the person who sent the express delivery specially used a courier company that would take one week less to deliver to. But how could he ensure that the police could complete all the investigation work within these three or five days?

If the police are inefficient and check him for ten days and half a month, wouldn’t this package be delivered to the police?

Xiao Haiyang's words just now seemed reasonable and well-founded, but in fact they were saying something, implying that there was a ghost among them.

The little glasses are absolutely unwilling to say anything, and they always hide it. This problem may have been caused by the Huashi District Branch. At that time, Luo Wenzhou and his friends checked He Zhongyi's body for the first time. He pretended to be a silly man with no restraint, implying that the place where they threw the body was not the same as the crime scene.

Now he has to use the same trick again.

Luo Wenzhou: "What is your basis for judgment?"

Xiao Haiyang slowly lowered his eyes, and through the glass sheet, he looked at his young boss: "I asked Kuaida Express Company to submit all the recent express order numbers and registration information. Before Dong Gan died, a package he sent to him was sent from the convoy to Dong's house."

Fei Du interrupted: "You just said 'there is a parcel', not 'Dong Gan sent a parcel home', so Officer Xiao, you think this parcel was not sent by Dong Gan himself."

Xiao Haiyang: "If Dong Gan was really the real murderer of Zhou Junmao, and he used a car accident to commit the crime, he probably wanted to do it quietly and make people think it was an accident. What would he leave for Dong Xiaoqing? Is it the mastermind who murdered Zhou Junmao, or is it the confession that he was indeed the murderer? This makes no sense, unless he hopes that his daughter will fall into danger or suffer for the rest of his life."

"So what you mean is that someone sent some things to Dong Xiaoqing to stimulate her to assassinate Zhou Huaijin. Then, in order to prevent this thing from falling into the hands of the police, she silenced her and burned her house with fire." Luo Wenzhou stared at Xiao Haiyang and asked step by step, "Why? Since this person can blatantly hit Dong Xiaoqing in front of me, why can't he assassinate Zhou Huaijin directly by himself? Is it better to kill people in the murder than an ordinary little girl? In addition, I can't think of any need for them to burn a house, just provoke the police?"

"That's what I think," Xiao Haiyang said without hesitation. "Before we set off, Dong Xiaoqing sent me a text message saying that she had something to hand it over to me. Later, after investigation, the message was hijacked Dong Xiaoqing's number and sent it to me by an unknown person. Three days ago, I went to the Dong family to investigate and left a note with the contact information to Dong Xiaoqing. According to time calculations, the time when I received the text message was exactly the time when the arsonist sneaked into the Dong family. The suspect was likely to have seen my contact information at Dong Xiaoqing's house and deliberately sent a message to us. There was no doubt that he was attracting the attention of the police."

"In addition, we also investigated the courier who often contacted Dong Gan in Kuaida Company. After Dong Gan had an accident, the person was missing," Tao Ran added next to him, taking out a bag of evidence, which contained a copy of his ID card. The man in the photo had a flat head, and looked very uncharacteristic. He could disappear flat in the blink of an eye. "This is the personal information left by the missing courier in the company. It is fake. The management of their company has been in chaos for more than a day or two. At that time, he should have taken a look at the ID card of the visitor, and he was directly allowed to join the company without verification."

Luo Wenzhou glanced at Fei Du: "Where are the professionals' opinions?"

Fei Du cleared his throat, closed his notebook that he pretended to behave, and said, "One person hit Dong Xiaoqing to death in Hengai Hospital. At the same time, another person burned the Dong family's house. Before that, there was a mysterious courier who had contacted Dong Gan. They would also fake their ID cards, at least have some skills. In other words, it may include more than three suspects involved in this case, with planning and technology, and it is likely to be an organized gang."

Fei Du said, standing up calmly, really like a scholar. He reached out to pull down a whiteboard and drew a circle with a signature stroke: "For a gang, the simpler the goal is and the more single it is, the easier it is to gather together. For the sake of common interests, we usually use coercion or brainwashing to keep our members loyal -"

"For example, the sales chain of drug trafficking gangs and Su Xiaolan and others kidnapped and sold children," Tao Ran continued.

"Yes, even international/terrorist/terrorist organizations, under the banner of so-called extremist beliefs, have complex economic backgrounds and interest chains behind them," Fei Du smiled. "It is difficult to unite a small group of people by purely psychopathy. After all, 'perversion' is a very personal experience."

Luo Wenzhou: "What's the specific?"

"For example, it is also targeting the police. Some perverts want to challenge the intelligence of the police, some perverts just want to kill the police, and some perverts want to have some indescribable relationships with people wearing uniforms..."

Everyone burst into laughter, and Luo Wenzhou coughed dryly, interrupting Fei Du, who was becoming more and more outrageous. At the same time, he reached out and took the notebook that Fei Du had just closed and stuffed it into the belly of the table: "You don't talk so much nonsense, you are having a meeting, be serious!"

Fei Du turned his voice seriously: "This kind of disagreement in detail will cause instability in the gang, and it is difficult to form an orderly organization to complete such a complex case - so Officer Xiao planned the Zhou Junmao case, stimulated Dong Xiaoqing, and then killed people and destroyed corpses. Is the motive just to provoke the police? I personally think this is not realistic."

Tao Ran: "So your conclusion is..."

"Planning to murder Zhou Junmao, sending things to Dong Xiaoqing, setting fires and sending text messages to Officer Xiao, either this series of things was not done by the same group of people, or there must be other reasons. It is unlikely that it is just for targeting the police. What's going on? I'm afraid we'll have to wait until we talk to Zhou Huaijin."

Xiao Haiyang stopped talking.

Fei Du glanced at him: "Actually, I think Officer Xiao's ideas are very interesting. If the suspect did something that was puzzled, most people would think, what he did to cover up, why would you unswervingly think that someone would want to provoke the police?"

"Because Dong Qian is dead," Xiao Haiyang suddenly said, "You agree that Dong Qian is a link in the murder of Zhou Junmao, but what if he is also a victim to some extent? 'Things that the police cannot solve, give the victims a chance to make a fuss' - this kind of 'voluntary police' case has not happened before..."

Xiao Haiyang suddenly realized that he had said too much and closed his mouth tightly.

Luo Wenzhou and Fei Du's eyes fell on him at the same time, and the conference room briefly became silent.

Luo Wenzhou looked at Xiao Haiyang deeply: "Fei Du and I went with me to meet Zhou Huaijin and Tao Ran. Based on the information on □□ and the photos of the suspect, he tried to find this mysterious courier. In addition, he continued to check the surveillance near Dong Xiaoqing's house and tracked the traces of the arsonist. This person was likely to disguise when he left the scene, pay attention to his height and physical characteristics - a scattered meeting."

Fei Du's eyes swept around the place he had just sat, and didn't look for the notebook he had just taken. Just as he was a little confused, he heard someone behind him say "ah" sound. As soon as he turned around, Luo Wenzhou opened his notebook just now and pressed it upside down on his chest.

The page I turned to was the graffiti of Fei Du pretending to record when he was in a meeting, but actually doing nothing.
Chapter completed!