Fan Keqin said, "I haven't told you yet."
Qian Jinxun asked suspiciously, "Really? Then tell me, what's the matter?"
Fan Keqin said, "The boy named Luo has disappeared."
Qian Jinxun was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "Okay, okay, okay! Tell me, how did you do it?"
Fan Keqin said, "It's very simple, just dig a hole and bury it!"
Hearing this, Qian Jinxun was a little confused and said, "Can't something happen? Keqin, you must know that this is a secret line related to me."
"No." Fan Keqin replied, then told him what happened, and finally said, "So there is a gap in the thinking between you and Lao Qi. It does not mean that the more complicated you make it, the better. Sometimes Simplicity to the extreme is the key to solving this problem.”
Qian Jinxun nodded when he heard this and said, "Then...which servant is it? Can we determine the time clue differently?"
Fan Keqin said, "He only determined the time of disappearance, or he could not determine anything. He just knew that Luo Haoliang went out and did not come back."
Qian Jinxun said, "Well, what about the nightclub? If he disappears for a long time, his family will definitely let people trace him, and the nightclub will inevitably be found."
Fan Keqin shook his head and said, "It's okay. He did show up at the nightclub, and the car was there, but the person was gone. What does this mean? It can only mean that he has been here, and then what? Let's see who sees him. And the driver, but those who trace it will still find nothing in the end."
Qian Jinxun said, "Where is the burial place? Is it safe?"
Fan Keqin said, "The pit is deeper than 1.5 meters, and the smell is completely covered. No small animals will be interested. In fact, even if it is discovered later, it will not be a problem. By then, the body will have already rotted, and there will be no clothes, shoes or socks." Don't forget that I was sitting in a waterproof bag. It was a very closed space. The body decomposed very quickly, and then continued to burn clothes and other items. With the current technological means, even Americans can't We can’t determine who it is.”
Qian Jinxun asked a few more questions, and Fan Keqin answered them one by one. Only then did he feel that this very simple method was the most correct. He smiled confidently and said, "That's good, that's good. Finally, my worries have gone away."
Fan Keqin said, "Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'll just tell you." He stood up.
Qian Jinxun said, "Well...hey, do you have anything going on this afternoon?"
Fan Keqin looked at him doubtfully and asked, "What are you doing?"
Qian Jinxun said, "Forgot what day it is today?"
Fan Keqin thought for a while and said, "It's not my birthday, let alone your birthday." He raised his face at him again and said, "Stop being so pretentious, who did you learn this from?"
"Hehe!" Qian Jinxun laughed twice and said, "On the 20th, you forgot, the black team of Japanese spies will be shot today."
Fan Keqin groaned and said, "Yes, Virgo mentioned it to me. If you are free, what time will it be?"
Qian Jinxun said, "After lunch...just wait, I'll find you."
"Okay." Fan Keqin said, "Then I'm leaving." He waved to him and walked out of the office.
When he arrived downstairs, he directly entered the territory of the medical department on the left. After entering, he faced a young man in military uniform and said, "Brother, where are the bodies of the spies who died in the crossfire with the Operations Department?"
As soon as the man raised his head, he immediately smiled and said, "Chief Fan, those people are at the military medical clinic. What? Do you want to go take a look?"
Fan Keqin nodded and said, "Yes. Where is the military doctor?"
"Oh. We don't have the conditions to store it here." The young man said, "Usually they borrow it from the military medical clinic, which is located at No. 109 Hongsheng Road. You will know as soon as you go in and ask."
"Thanks!" Fan Keqin said, "It's not close. I'd better make a call."
"That's okay." The young man then told Fan Keqin the phone number. The latter thanked him again and turned back to his office.
He picked up the phone and called the military medical office. When the other party picked up, Fan Keqin said, "I'm from the Military Intelligence Office. Is our forensic doctor there? Call me."
"Wait a moment." After the other person said something, Fan Keqin heard him shouting somewhere, "Old Liu, help me call the intelligence department forensic doctor. Someone is looking for them!"
After a while, a female voice came from the other end of the phone, saying, "Hey, who's looking for me?"
Fan Keqin has a very good memory. He immediately felt that the voice was very familiar. At that time, he needed to examine the injuries of the suspect selling cigarettes at the Military Police Headquarters. It was this woman who was with him, and she should be named Peng Xianhui. So he asked, "Is this Dr. Peng? I'm Fan Keqin from the Intelligence Department."
After hearing this, Peng Xianhui immediately said, "Ah, Section Chief Fan, do you have a problem with me?"
"Yes." Fan Keqin asked, "I would like to know whether the four Japanese spies who were killed by the Operations Section were autopsied? Is there anything found?"
Peng Xianhui said, "The time is too short. It's only been one day since yesterday morning, and the body was brought here yesterday afternoon. So I performed an autopsy and examined a person. Let me tell you about my findings first. This person, on the surface, had a gunshot wound." There were two bullets, one in the chest and one in the stomach. There were no other fatal injuries. There was an old scar on the outside of the right forearm. Judging from the shape, it was scratched by a sharp object. It must have been a long time ago, at least two or three years ago. It looked like he hadn't taken a bath in a month. It was suspected that the place where he lived was short of water. Or it might be inconvenient to take a bath, but his face was quite clean. After an autopsy, it was found that there was a lot of cigarette tar in this man's lungs, because he smoked a lot. It's terrible, the teeth are also yellowed, but there are no other diseases." At this point, she paused and continued, "Well, these are the general findings. If you want the height and weight, I will sort it out for you later. Send one over?"
Fan Keqin said, "Okay, then wait until these corpses are finished and give me one."
Peng Xianhui said, "No problem, I guess it will be around in one day."
Fan Keqin said, "Okay, please, Doctor Peng, you are busy."
After hanging up the phone, Fan Keqin thought carefully about what Peng Xianhui had just said, but it was impossible to have a clue now. He would wait until the eight teams of the Operations Division investigated in their own way.
Sun Guoxin said something right about this case, that is, if there is too much noise, there may not be much gain. However, four spies were killed and one was seriously injured at once. If Zhu Kui was not injured, he could actually be considered a credit. It's just that the casualties on one's own body are a bit too high.
Fan Keqin thought about it carefully. Zhao Hongliang and others are now leading a surprise interrogation to arrest the returned members of the special attack team. Because of the intelligence department's field team's interrogation, it is estimated that no matter how slow it is, it will be completed one day. At that time, he can mobilize the power of the two departments to jointly launch a greater intensity of tracking of this new spy line. As long as he takes action Ke should not let the chain slip before now, especially the five, six, seven and eight action teams, strictly check the flow of people on the roads, city gates, train stations and other places, so as not to give the Japanese spies any chance to evacuate.
Fan Keqin went to the canteen at noon and ordered two hot dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, and finished eating. I went back to the office and smoked for a while. After a while, there was a knock on the door. Fan Keqin said, "Come in."
As soon as the door opened, it was from the guard room. A second lieutenant captain named He Sanqing walked in with a smile and said, "Chief Fan, are you busy? The deputy has already signed for the person below. Let's wait in the yard now." We’ll be leaving in a moment.”
"Okay." Fan Keqin stood up and walked out, following him to the yard. At this time, three prison vans were parked in the front yard of the Intelligence Agency building.
Fan Keqin walked around the prison car and found that the prison cage pattern at the back of the prison car of this era was not much different from that of later generations. On both sides are iron seats connected to the carriage. A total of about eight people can sit on both sides. There is a small window where it is connected to the cab. It's not much bigger than a palm, and it's all fence type.
There was a truck next to it, which was already equipped with a squad of security guards. They all carry long guns, and two people carry a light machine gun. It seems that the defense force is still very tight.
After a while, Qian Jinxun walked out of the building, came to Fan Keqin, and said, "Originally, this work was the responsibility of the Operations Section, but now I see that they are very busy under your command."
Fan Keqin said, "Well, isn't this a new clue? Why do you still need to go there in person?"
Qian Jinxun said, "Everyone has done this job before, so what's wrong with us? Let's go, let's share a car." As he said that, he turned around, opened the door and got into his Buick.
Fan Keqin also came to the passenger seat and asked, "Where is the execution ground?"
Qian Jinxun said, "It can be anything from southeast to northwest, or any wild land outside the city." He then smiled and said, "This can be considered a defensive method." He lit the fire, looked back, and sounded the horn again. .
He Sanqing listened from behind and immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Hurry up." The guards on the truck had already arrived under the truck and stood in two lines under the intelligence office building, so that at the entrance of the building and A passage formed between the three prison vans.
After a while, another group of prisoners with handcuffs and shackles walked out of the building. They were members of the black team riding forward. Escorted by a group of guards with submachine guns, they passed through the passage and were herded one by one into the prison van by these soldiers.
He Sanqing signed with another officer, and after handing over again, this guy got directly into the passenger seat of a prison car, stretched out his hand from the window, waved violently, and shouted, "Let's go!"
Seeing this, Qian Jinxun honked the horn twice again and drove the Buick slowly out of the Intelligence Agency compound. While driving, he asked, "Hey, haven't you gone out with Miss Lu recently?"
Note: "It hasn't been repaired yet, so I sent my own case over, and then asked that buddy to lend me another case temporarily, quack! I don't want to delay writing now. I just came back to code a chapter, and I will write it again, brothers Smash the votes!!!”
