Thinking of this, Lao Sun rushed to the official car, but as soon as she reached the car door and was about to open the door, she realized that the entire official car was reflected in the lights at the entrance of the police station.
Looking up, I saw a sky full of stars and a crescent moon.
It's already night. If we set out at this moment, even if we arrive at the Gula Mountain Scenic Area, it will be pitch black. Who would wait for her arrival at the scenic spot in the middle of the night? Besides, it will be even more troublesome to not be able to find a place to live when the time comes. She also didn't want to climb the mountain and return to the villa area in the middle of the night.
So the matter could only be postponed until the next day.
On Zhai day, Lao Sun took Zhu Lan and rushed to the scenic spot office of Gulai Mountain together. I saw the manager sitting alone on the recliner in the spacious and comfortable office.
With the previous meeting and exchange, they did not need to show their police ID cards again.
Lao Sun said quickly, "Hello, I'm going to bother you again. We still need to check the surveillance, so please help me if it's convenient for you."
The manager was very cooperative and directly opened the surveillance video of March 8, 2022. Sitting on the chair, Lao Sun fast-forwarded the computer to the video of Song Xiaofan chasing Huang Min.
It was a long period of darkness, and the boundless darkness in the air-raid shelter seemed to never be dispelled.
Continue to fast forward the computer at double speed, and the screen finally has movement, no longer endless silence.
In the dark scene, a figure's profile flashed across the face, only briefly, making it impossible to tell who it was.
Lao Sun repeated the operation several times, and finally the picture was frozen until the close-up of the side face appeared on the computer.
"Hey, Master, this looks like Song Xiaofan." Zhu Lan pointed at the screen and said.
"Yes, it's him. And his clothes are exactly the same as before he ran out." There was some indescribable excitement in Lao Sun's words.
She clicked to continue playing, and Song Xiaofan turned around and walked deeper into the air-raid shelter. The picture was very fast, and there was only one black shadow. The black shadow was tall, strong, and relatively powerful.
He was still holding a wooden stick in his right hand. Although it was hanging somewhat straightly on the side of his body, the stick swung along with his walking posture and poked his head out from time to time.
The wooden stick gives people the illusion that blood is slowly flowing down, drop by drop.
Lao Sun zoomed in on the screen.
Bleeding is just a feeling.
But what can be clearly seen is that Song Xiaofan is holding his chest with his left hand, and his palm is gently resting on his right shoulder.
If you look more carefully, you can clearly see that his whole body is shaking like chaff. Yes, the person in the picture is scared. He is more like a ghost walking in the night than a person walking through.
The darkness around the picture surrounded him, even as countless pairs of invisible hands tightened around his throat, making his chest feel tight and uncomfortable, and he couldn't breathe.
Zhu Lan looked at the picture and said mockingly: "I didn't expect that this terrible devil would kill a second person. I'm still very scared."
At this point, Zhu Lan's eyes turned red. Why do you become a police officer? Isn’t it just to punish evil and eliminate evil?
If the Song Xiaofan in the picture was a tangible person who could not only be seen but also touched, she would have immediately picked him out, slapped him first, and then kicked him.
Lao Sun fast-forwarded and checked the surveillance footage since the incident, but did not find Song Xiaofan walking near the stairs of the arched exit again.
However, based on the field findings that day, the other end of the air raid shelter might also be accessible.
"Okay, copy the monitoring just now." Lao Sun started some operations.
After thanking the manager, they returned to the police station.
This video fully proves that Song Xiaofan once returned to the air-raid shelter with the murder weapon in his hand, and the pair of ashes on the ground were naturally handled by him. From this, it is inferred that he has handled the murder weapon.
After watching the surveillance, Lao Sun has not yet decided to go back.
Zhu Lan was curious, where was she going?
She followed him all the way back to the villa, moved into the basement, passed through the passage, turned left, and returned to the entrance of the air raid shelter.
Lao Sun stood in front of the entrance, looking left and right as the sun shone down from the sky.
Zhu Lan didn't know what she wanted to see, "Master, what are you doing?"
"Come, come and see if there are any footprints or signs of people crawling." She greeted.
Ever since, the master and apprentice started an immersive working mode. But under the entrance, there was no sign that the grass or trees had been trampled on. There was a large area of thick grass there, and maybe there wouldn't be any traces of it even after the passage.
After a while, no clues were found, so they had no choice but to go back first.
The master and apprentice returned to the bureau.
Now it is even more certain that Song Xiaofan was involved in the huge murder case on March 8. The cause and trigger of the incident were the gold left by Song Xiaofan's father.
According to the order form for the golden switchblade. Cheng Fei is suspected of shielding the suspect, as Song Xiaofan's best friend. I definitely know and have definitely seen Song Xiaofan’s golden switchblade. But during the interview, he deliberately concealed the truth and deceived the police.
Since Cheng Fei also intentionally injured others, he must accept punishment, but this will have to go through a series of procedures. For now, he will be detained criminally.
Moreover, Lao Sun is now very clear that Ms. Wang is suspected of harboring the suspect.
As Song Xiaofan's mother, it was impossible for her not to know that Song Xiaofan had a golden spring knife. Besides, this golden switchblade was obtained by her husband Song Hui, and Song Hui must have told her. However, during the early interrogations, she kept pretending to be deaf and mute and repeatedly changed her confession.
Ms. Wang must pay corresponding legal responsibilities.
So Lao Sun made a major decision. After applying to his superiors, the Public Security Bureau began to search for Song Xiaofan, a major suspect with a reward, and comprehensively controlled and hunted Song Xiaofan.
At this moment, Ms. Wang burst into tears after learning the news.
No, it can't be, it won't, it's not true.
How could Fanfan kill someone?
Fanfan is such a lovely child, how filial he is, and how much he loves his mother!
I especially remember her son going to the supermarket to buy kudzu ribs for her to make soup. At that time, Ms. Wang felt very distressed when she saw him like this, so she persuaded him: "Son, mom can do it by herself."
But Fanfan pushed away his mother's hand and came over to comfort her, "Mom, you have been taking care of me since I was a child. Now it's time for me to take care of you."
The lady was particularly moved after hearing these words.
What mother doesn’t want to hear these sensible and filial words from her son? What's more, my son has now taken it upon himself to make a delicious soup for him!
That time, the pork ribs and kudzu soup that Fanfan made was very delicious. It was slightly sweet, stimulated body fluids and quenched thirst, and had the aroma of meat. After eating one bowl, I wanted to drink a second bowl.
She kept praising it and ate three large bowls at the same time.
Fanfan thought that she was not enough, so he had to pretend to her.
She hurriedly stopped and added several pieces of pork ribs to Fangfang.
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It’s hard to look back on the past!
How could such a filial child be a murderer? Damn police, how did you handle the case?
Ms. Wang was indignant.
But the police always rely on evidence.
After Song Xiaofan was fully wanted, everyone felt a little more relaxed.
