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Peng Wenyin couldn't help but sigh in admiration:

"This woman really can't be offended."

"Just if it's purely to monitor my husband and Little San. "Why don't we put the surveillance camera in the bedroom and see it more clearly?"

"Fu Yu said that Fu Lian was severely depressed and had been taking medicine for many years. I think she knew she couldn't stand the excitement. "

Peng Wenyin nodded.

"Let's hurry up and call it out to take a look, it might not be true. It's been so long, I just remembered it this morning."

The two turned on Tan Wenshi's computer. There was an account on it that wasn't private.

He opened up that account and clicked on a small piece of crystal at the bottom. A transmission port appeared.

Connect it to your computer using a wire.

Indeed, one could see the videos that were marked with a date.

"On the day of Tan Shiwen's accident, it was the twelfth … Number 12 is still here! "

Opening the video, he pulled the progress bar until 3.30am in the morning. Xiao He and Peng Wenyin saw the most heart-wrenching scene.

Two men, one of whom was an experienced old police officer, looked at each other three minutes after the human had disappeared. It wasn't that he was timid, but that he was afraid of losing heart.

"Alright, just find him." Peng Wenyin took out a USB drive and said, "Hurry up and send them back."

"This won't do, the video is too big of an amount of memory. If we can't transfer it out, the person who did it will also die. Let's just bring this back to the technical department and let them deal with it. " As he spoke, he put the crystal into his pocket.

At this moment, a call came from the office.

"Captain Xiao, the evidence department's results are out." The blade did indeed have the fingerprints that Fu Yu had accidentally left behind, but the fiber that was extracted from it was from the piece of cloth wrapped around the blade. "

Xiao He's heart sank when he heard this, as if he had lost his last hope.

"But a fellow in the physical evidence department said that piece of cloth is a bit special."

"Tell me about it." Xiao He immediately asked.

"Only two textile factories in our city produce this kind of fabric. One is in the south of the city while the other is in the upper western region."

Xiao He suddenly recalled what Jiang Han had said when he came back yesterday. He said that Liao You really was a bastard. He said that even if a child was still alive, what was he going to rely on to raise it?

Yeah, except for his continuing illegal activities, otherwise he would have to work really hard to raise a child.

Was it in the textile factory? Maybe it was just the place where he lived or the place where he had committed the crime that was close to the textile factory?

Therefore, while he was getting on the car, he checked the location of the previous case of Lu Xiaoshan. Clearly, it had nothing to do with the textile factory.

Even so, there were still too many possibilities. Xiao He did not dare to make a judgment in his heart. However, the two textile factories were not close to each other. If they did not make contact, it would be a waste of rescue time.

There was still an hour and 20 minutes left. Peng Wenyin seemed to have seen through his thoughts and patted his shoulder.

"Go, Xiao He, no one is the Savior. In the end, even if I fail, I will be the one who will always understand you, I promise. "

Xiao He looked at him. Indeed, there was no time for him to hesitate. Unwillingness was the biggest waste.

"Xiao Mi, send me the names and locations of those two textile factories."

"Hello, Jiang Han, right? Go to the Golden Textile Company south of the city and look for Liao Youxin, see if he's one of their employees." "Hurry, you have to hurry. The location has been sent to you."

"Understood." Jiang Han hung up the phone and immediately took the two of them out of the train station and got a taxi.

"Teacher, try your best to drive faster, as long as you don't blow up!"

Xiao He also rushed to the Upper West Side without stopping.

The other company was called Hongcun Weaving Industry. The Upper West Side could be said to be a purely suburban area with countless factories around it. Just to find him, Xiao He took 10 minutes.

He stepped into the factory, arrived in front of the administration building and went upstairs.

He only saw the manager of the HR department.

Xiao He showed his ID: "Hello, police officer. We want to find a person."

"No problem." The manager thought the police had come for some other reason, so he gave a false alarm. He didn't expect that it was just to find a person.

He typed the name into the computer system, and in less than a minute, he managed to find it.

Liao Youxin really did work as a workshop worker in this house.

"Could I trouble you to bring out his personal data?"

Xiao He stared at the screen. "I live in Hu Tian Village, West Side."

He immediately checked the location of this place. It was indeed not far from here.

"I want to see their manager. Where is he? Just take me to him."

Xiao He and Peng Wenyin came to the workshop and walked straight to the director's office.

"Hello, I'm a police officer. I want to ask you about Liao Youxin."

It was a tall, thin, and middle-aged man. He reached out his hand to shake it.

"Oh, go ahead."

"Did Liao Youxin come to work today? How's his shift today? Is he going to work all day or?"

"Oh, he doesn't have a shift today."

"Do you know where he usually goes except to work?"

"Well, I don't know much about him, because he doesn't talk much, and if there's anything he wants to ask his colleagues."

"Do you know anyone in this workshop who suits him?"

"Well, look, that's Ge Hongjun sitting in the second row on the first workstation. You can ask him. "

"Then thank you."

"I'm fine."

Xiao He walked in front of Ge Hongjun: "Hello, Mr. Ge. I would like to ask if you and your friend Liao are familiar with each other. "

"It's alright. What, you want to know about him?"

"Yes, I want to ask him where he usually goes."

"Him? I don't see where he likes to go. "But …" Ge Hongjun scratched his head.

"One time I saw him coming back from the front courtyard …"

"Aren't those abandoned residential buildings over there?"

"Yeah, I don't know what he went to do, but I saw him come back from that direction."

Before this, Xiao He had already sent some of the Special Task Force to Liao Youxin's home.

The three hundred meters in front of and behind the house had been covered. The group pushed open the shabby, plank building. There was no one inside. There was a bed and a table, a small cooking pot, and several bags of instant noodles. The bed was very unmade, with clothes and quilts. There were a few sheets of paper under a small pot on the table. When the SWAT officers looked closer, they realized it was a flyer from a few real estate companies.

It was clear that Liao Youxin would not sit around waiting to be reaped.

After thanking Ge Hongjun, Xiao He waved at Peng Wenyin.

He immediately called Jiang Han:

"Did you find anything?"

"Dammit, there's nothing."

"It's fine, I have some clues. You can transfer the rest of the Secret Service to Liao Youxin's place and stay there. If there were too many people at the first scene, they would be exposed too quickly, which would be detrimental to the hostages. If we really did fail, he might come back. Although the chances are not high, we still need to be on alert. "

"Also, let the brothers keep an eye out at the airport station."

Xiao He added on one last sentence, "Also, ask Ruonan to help those people at the airport."

"Understood. You don't have to say the last one. " Jiang Han hung up the phone and quickly called half of the Special Services Department who were still in the station.