Three murder cases, a serial rape and murder case, a secret room murder case, and a local timber businessman who was murdered for money.
The first two cases occurred in the first half of the year, and time passed a little long. Only the last one happened half a month ago, so Zhao Lin decided to start investigating from the most recent one.
It was mid-autumn, the crops were ripe, and open-top boats from the countryside were moored at the east dock of Qinghe County.
The boat was loaded with new rice, which weighed the boat down very low.
Up from the river port, there is a street that can accommodate two carriages walking side by side.
The sun shone down on Zhao Lin, Liang Song, He Qingquan and Tao Erleng.
From a distance, Zhao Lin saw laborers wearing white sweat scarves on their shoulders and black belts on their waists busy unloading goods.
"Don't grab it, the boat hasn't stopped yet. Ma Jiu, take a few people to the next boat..."
the overseer shouted, waving his bamboo stick.
Looking at the familiar scene, Zhao Lin felt sad, remembering the experience of moving goods with Zhou Paotou at the beginning of the year.
The two of them were so busy that they could only earn twenty or thirty cents a day, so they squatted at the head of the river to eat at noon. Unfortunately, things have changed.
Liang Song didn't know what Zhao Lin was thinking, and thought he was worried about the murder, and said angrily: "That Sun Zhang is really nothing. It's shameless to dump the case on us when the matter is about to happen!"
"Why don't we stop doing this? If we don't take the blame, we can go after whoever we want."
Zhao Lin retracted his thoughts and forced a smile: "You are right, but you have to try before you are willing to accept it. Aren't there still seven days?"
Liang Song sighed, "It's too hasty."
The files on the three murder cases are very crude. There are only some interrogation transcripts and few records about the scenes. It is obvious that there was no in-depth investigation.
Zhao Lin believed that he was not the reincarnation of Song Ci or the resurrection of Di Renjie, and he did not have the ability to see through people's hearts.
But he has something that the detective doesn't have: extraordinary hearing.
This is a hidden advantage of his, being able to spy on suspects without their knowledge.
However, the suspects in these three cases have not been identified, which is quite nerve-wracking.
I came to the dock this time just to understand the situation first.
"Captain Zhao, I'll go over there and have a look."
He Qingquan pointed to the shops on the street.
As he spoke, he untied his waistband, hung it on his shoulder, and ran over quickly.
His skills are strong and strong, and he doesn't look like an old man in his sixties at all.
Zhao Lin knew that he was seeking favors.
Tax collection was originally a matter for officials, and most of the police officers were sent to the countryside where the customs were simple and simple to collect taxes.
However, the policemen were all warriors, and they were unwilling to give up such a large piece of fat, so they occupied the good blocks on the grounds of tax resistance by merchants and obstruction by gangs.
This is considered a hidden income from being a policeman.
After a while, He Qingquan came back with a disappointed look on his face.
"It's over, all the oil and water have been fished out."
"He Lao, what's wrong?"
After Zhao Lin asked, he found out that Sun Zhang had collected all the taxes for this year, and he had just collected them this morning.
You cheated yourself, but you didn't forget to get a vote before leaving. This is so humane.
"Very good. Let's settle this account later."
Zhao Lin didn't have the time to worry about this and decided to focus on investigating the murder first.
"Master Bang, are you resting?"
When he came to the river bank, Zhao Lin said to Mr. Bang who was enjoying tea.
Mr. Bang has more than a hundred people under his command. They travel through the streets and alleys, dealing with all kinds of people, and they are the most well-informed.
Since he wanted to know the situation, Zhao Lin immediately thought of Bang Ye.
Mr. Bang turned his head and saw a young catcher talking to him. He was so surprised that he jumped up from his chair with a smile on his face and said: "This catcher, why are you looking for a villain?"
"Master Bang doesn't recognize me?" Zhao Lin said with a smile.
Master Bang was taken aback and boldly stared at Zhao Lin's face for a long time. He felt that his face was vaguely familiar, but he couldn't recall it. He hesitated and said: "My lord, are you..."
At the beginning of the year, Zhao Lin had not yet grown up, but now he is tall and muscular. He is completely different from before. No wonder Bangye couldn't recognize him.
"My surname is Zhao. I worked for you at the beginning of the year. Do you remember?" Zhao Lin reminded me.
Master Bang opened his mouth in shock, and it took him a long time to say: "Brother Zhao..."
Halfway through his words, he slapped himself quickly and said, "Look at my bad mouth. Why is Capt. Zhao looking for a villain?"
He didn't expect that after not seeing him for more than half a year, Zhao Lin would become the head catcher and still be in charge of the dock. He couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he had good eyesight and didn't do anything extraordinary.
Zhao Lin waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just served as the head catcher of this area, and I asked Mr. Bang to visit me at the dock."
Mr. Bang said hurriedly: "Zhao Captou has broken the villain. The villain's surname is Tian and his name is Dabang. Zhao Captou can just call the villain by his name."
"How is business lately?" Zhao Lin asked casually.
Tian Dabang smiled and said: "Thanks to you, the weather will be smooth this year and business will be good."
Zhao Lin chatted for a few words, and then turned to the topic: "You know about Chai Qihong's death, right?"
Chai Qihong was the timber merchant who died at home half a month ago.
The medical officer determined that he died at night, but the body was not discovered until the next morning. The cause of death was a knife in the chest, but the knife was missing.
Hearing Chai Qihong's name, Tian Dabang said with some disdain: "I know. As soon as he died, the three sons were busy fighting for the family property. The body was not buried for ten days. They are really a bunch of filial sons and grandchildren."
Fighting for family property?
Zhao Lin was moved. According to the file records, on the day of the incident, Chai Qihong's eldest son and second son both went to him to borrow money.
The third child didn't get married, so he lived with his father and was at the casino that night.
Chai Qihong was so angry that he couldn't stay at home, so he ran out for a drink. His friends took him home that night, but he died not long after.
"What was he like during his lifetime? Did he have any enemies?"
Tian Dabang rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "Chai Qihong is quite conscientious in his business and takes good care of his employees. I haven't heard of any enemies."
"Why, Capt. Zhao wants to investigate the murderer?"
Zhao Lin nodded, "To tell you the truth, I am a new official and I want to do something. Please help me find out who Chai Qihong came into contact with before the incident and their specific background."
Tian Dabang slapped his chest and said, "No problem, we don't have any other skills. There is nothing in the dock that I can't find out."
"Thank you very much." Zhao Lin patted him on the shoulder.
Mr. Bang's bones were lightened by his slap, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I can check his family thoroughly in half a day."
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"call……"
Zhao Lin spread his limbs and lay on the plum blossom pile in a big Chinese character shape. He placed an iron sand bag on his head, back and waist, and kept raising his head and straightening his waist.
This is an exercise for cervical and lumbar tendons.
Long tendons lead to strong strength. There are many large tendons in the human body. After stretching, flexibility and agility will be greatly improved, and it can also lay the foundation for the next step of Qi training.
Zhao Lin absorbed the soul of the impala, making his ligaments strong and his Achilles tendons stretched, but the neck, back, armpit and lumbar tendons of the trunk still need to be strengthened.
Being prepared for danger in times of peace, martial arts is the foundation of one's life. Although he is temporarily protected by the Yamen, Zhao Lin does not dare to underestimate the threat of Huzi.
Moreover, even if Huzi stopped pursuing them, Zhao Lin was not prepared to let them go.
Today, Zhu Huaishan told him that the escort sent a message and his family had arrived in Changliu City safely, settled in properly, and was currently living in peace.
After hearing the news, Zhao Lin finally felt relieved. Only when his family was safe could he deal with Hu Hu with all his strength.
It was getting late, so Zhao Lin practiced stick skills for a while before leaving Liuhemen.
On the way back to the Yamen, he took a look at the houses on Shuncheng Street.
The project has entered the final stage, but the plan cannot keep up with the changes, and it is currently out of use here.
However, his position as head catcher is not secure, and he might come back to live there one day.
"Whoever benefits is the most suspect."
While walking on the road, Zhao Lin thought about the case of the murder of the timber dealer again. Recalling what Tian Dabang said, his three sons should all be suspects, but...
"Is it possible for a son to kill his father?"
