Chapter 25

"You, you, the service attitude is too bad. I want to complain about you!"

Zhao an's mother, who was originally invincible, can no longer afford to be so arrogant just now in the face of Zhong Tianzheng's series of tough and soft handling attitudes, but can only point out.

"If you think I'm not doing well, you can apply for a complaint, which will be judged according to the on-site monitoring." Zhong Tianzheng stretched out his hand: "do you think you are waiting for news in our police station or going back to wait for news."

"Hum, I want to see how good you are."

The two people who knew they were wrong didn't stay any longer and hurried out.

"Shit, Zheng, you said one by one. The relationship between the police and the people is very good."

Zhong Tianzheng helped leader Li solve this problem and made him feel good, so that he could free up his hands and devote himself to the case in an all-round way.

"Normal operation."

Zhong Tianzheng grinned and turned out.

Many people don't know this situation. Many times, people think I'm the victim and I'm going to make trouble. Anyway, I'm the victim and it makes sense for me to make trouble.

It's not.

It is natural that people's normal mood fluctuates, but blindly fooling around and obstructing official business in disguise will not help the police in solving cases, let alone themselves.

Hand over the case in hand. Zhong Tianzheng is coming home from work.

Because I ate the breakfast of Ah Xiang Dai, the breakfast made by my mother Xiong Xiaocai was ignored again. When Zhong Tian woke up, he was nagged by my mother again.

"Don't you even eat breakfast? Now, you weren't like this before." Xiong Xiaocai has Sherlock Holmes detective insight that women are born with: "to be honest, is your boy falling in love outside?"

"Tell me, where is the girl? How old is she? Is she an only child? Are there any brothers at home? " Xiong Xiaocai, who came home from work, had no time to change his work clothes and was unwilling to leave at the door of the washroom.

"No."

Zhong Tianzheng rubbed his bleary eyes and squeezed toothpaste on the bear toothbrush: "it was brought with the help of his colleagues."

Mom Xiong Xiaocai still didn't want to stop: "really? Don't be embarrassed to say, "you're not young. It's time to fall in love."

"Comrade Xiong Xiaocai, please, three grams of oil. Don't ask your old man again, okay? Really not."

Zhong Tianzheng's mouth was full of bubbles and he was too busy to talk.

What shall I do?

Who says this is a reminder from my mother.

"Well, remember the girl Aunt Li said next door last time. She helped make an appointment for Saturday and have dinner together."

After confirming the news again, Comrade Xiong Xiaocai said in a nagging voice that only he could hear.

While waiting for Comrade Xiong Xiaocai to feed, Zhong Tianzheng found a comfortable position against the sofa and clicked on the popular death notice TV series.

"Luo Fei, Luo Fei..."

"Rest, rest."

Zhong Tianzheng turned off the video and wondered who the perpetrator would be.

Master spatial conception in my mind.

The purpose of the perpetrator's notice has been very obvious. He turned himself into a DK, imagined himself as a so-called "law enforcer", regarded himself as a just party and waved a murder weapon to Zhao an.

The motive of the perpetrator has been confirmed.

And Zhao an is related to sun Xiaoxue's case. If the perpetrator starts with Zhao an, it must be related to sun Xiaoxue.

Zhong Tianzheng linked the unknown perpetrator with sun Xiaoxue in his mind.

Who could this man be?

"Dinner!"

Comrade Xiong Xiaocai threw food on time. Zhong Tianzheng withdrew his thoughts and returned to the table.

Pork ribs with green peppers, shredded green beans, minced pork, boiled lettuce, plus a tomato and egg soup, it makes people move their fingers.

……

Night fell.

In view of the last arrangement, Ah Xiang was arranged to go out for investigation and visit with Zhong Tianzheng again.

In addition, there is Yan Zhaoxing.

The three came to the place where Zhao an was killed.

1854 Qinnan road.

That is, the urban-rural fringe.

This side of the road is the village in the city.

There are towering commercial houses and large commercial squares.

This side of the village in the city.

The hot night snack stall has a stove, disposable tablecloths and plastic stools lined up. The scene is huge.

At this point, when business is not the hottest, stall owners chat with each other and walk around. The murder of Zhao an in the back alley is regarded as a talk point after dinner, that's all.

Things have spread. Everyone knows that there are dead people in the back alley. The alley where few people go is quieter. Usually, those who drink too much beer and run to the alley to "liberate" dare not come.

The three stood at the entrance of the alley.

The alley is very narrow, about the width for three people to walk together.

In the alley, several street lamps with low wattage shine weakly.

The dim yellow and dark lights are several meters apart, resulting in the vast majority of the dark places in the alley.

At the end of the road is the apartment leading to it.

There is no monitoring in the alley. The only thing that can capture the picture is the monitoring on the main road outside.

As for the possibility of witnesses, it is basically zero.

Because this alley is the back door to the junction of urban and rural areas, and it is full of potholes and a bad smell. Usually, no one walks, and they all go through the gate.

As a policewoman who can go out of the field, Ah Xiang is agile and courageous. Rao Shi has two big men walking together at the moment. Walking in this alley, she can't help keeping a close distance, let alone ordinary people.

"Are you ready? Doodle, doodle, doodle... "

Take out your cell phone and have a look.

Teacher's heart language.

"Beauty of Normal University, what's new?"

In this case, leader Li once again affirmed Zhong Tianzheng. When necessary, we can keep more information sharing with Zhong Tianzheng.

"Yes."

Shixin's language is simple and comprehensive, and his tone is more blunt than usual: "when checking the monitoring of the two main roads outside the urban-rural fringe, only Zhao an goes in."

Zhong Tianzheng looked at the looming outline of the urban-rural fringe at night: "only he goes in? Anything else? "

"No."

"OK, thank you."

The two ended the conversation.

Zhong Tianzheng put away his cell phone and looked up at the other end of the alley.

Maybe they should go in for a walk.

Through the alley, turn left for about five meters, and then meet on the internal road of the urban-rural fringe. The originally narrow space suddenly becomes larger.

On both sides of the road for two cars, there are various apartments with no more than three floors, which are dense and complex.

The three walked inside and found that the layout was mostly the same.

The entrance below each apartment, barber shop, canteen and all kinds of snack stalls, including fried noodles and noodles.

On the roadside pole, there are all kinds of apartment signs, and the big wall street lamp is hung on it to illuminate the cowhide on the pole.

Looking up, dense wires are interspersed with each other, and some even fall down. People with dense fear syndrome may have a headache when looking at this picture.