Huaguang Street is one of the busiest streets in Haizhou City.
There are two large business districts spread out, radiating a large population. In addition, Wenhua Road on Huaguang Street is a famous antique street in Haizhou City.
Tianbao Antique Store is an old store on Wenhua Road. This store existed when Lao Luo joined the police.
Now, the former boss Chen Youzhi has passed away, and his son Chen Wen has taken over.
In fact, they are said to be antiques, but in fact most of them are modern handicrafts, just to fool ordinary people.
You can probably count the number of real antiques in the antique shops on Wenhua Road on one hand.
Of course, we can't say that all the goods sold here are fakes. There are still quite a few old items collected by some private people.
"Chen Wen?"
When Chen Wen was young, he was arrested for fighting, and Lao Luo was the main force against him.
"Lo... police officer?"
Behind an old sandalwood table, a man with a faint scar on his left cheek raised his head in surprise and looked at the visitor, a little surprised.
"It's really you!"
Chen Wen stood up and looked at the person carefully, confirming that it was Luo Wenxiang who had caught him back then: "I haven't seen him in three or five years, right?"
"I almost didn't recognize you, why are you here?"
"Sit down, sit down!"
Chen Wen came out from behind the table, quite enthusiastic.
"Officer Luo, what are you doing here?"
"Let me tell you, I have learned a lot over the years, thanks to your education back then, haha."
Behind Lao Luo, Huang Jianmin followed with several policemen and vaguely surrounded Chen Wen.
Seeing that something was not right, Chen Wen's expression changed: "Officer Luo, I have taken over my father's shop in the past few years and I haven't done anything bad."
He followed the circle and pointed at the antiques and cultural relics on the shelves: "These are all modern handicrafts, old-fashioned, and none of them are authentic."
"The old thing is this sandalwood table, handed down from my grandfather's generation."
"Officer Luo, we are operating with integrity and we are not breaking the law."
snort!
Lao Luo snorted coldly: "Isn't it illegal?"
"What happened to Zhang San...wasn't it your instigation?"
Zhang San?
Chen Wen's expression paused slightly when he heard Lao Luo mention Zhang San's name directly.
After a moment, Chen Wencai said: "Officer Luo, I am doing serious business. I really don't recognize Zhang San you are talking about."
"Chen Wen, are you planning to fight to the end?"
"Officer Luo, I really don't know Zhang San. Are you... looking for the wrong person?"
Lao Luo turned around and looked at Huang Jianmin. The other party did not expect that Chen Wen would not cooperate at this time.
"take away!"
Police station interrogation room.
"It's really Scar... Chen Wen asked ***. Only he knows what's in the box."
"Then how did you contact me, by phone, WeChat or other methods?"
"In the live broadcast room, Chen Wen conducts a live broadcast every night to sell antiques. As long as he puts a purple clay pot without ears on the shelf in the background, he means that he will let me deliver the goods the next day."
Studio?
When I first captured Zhang Baoku, I was too pressed for time and didn’t ask for specific details.
Now after a quick trial, Lao Luo discovered that Chen Wen's methods were clever.
"For more than a year, you haven't contacted me by phone, or via WeChat, or where have you met?"
"It's really not true. Chen Wen said he wouldn't let us contact him for safety reasons. He told me to just collect the money."
"You never asked him what he asked you to give him. What if it's drugs?"
Zhang San said with a sad face: "I'm not a fool. I asked him about this, but he said no. He also told me that if he was worried, he could soak it with water."
"If it was drugs, he definitely wouldn't let me soak them in water. I actually soaked them twice, and nothing happened. Even
Once I pierced the box with a steel needle, and there was no powder or anything inside. "
"Later I stayed at the fish shop for a while, and the people who came to pick up things were all different, so I didn't think much about it."
The interrogation of Zhang Baoku went very smoothly.
Zhang Baoku can be described as saying everything he knows and saying everything he knows.
But the result of the interrogation was very bad.
"Chen Wen is very cautious," Lao Luo was reporting on the interrogation in the conference room.
"Zhang Baoku and Chen Wen knew each other when they were young. It was Chen Wen who found him a year ago and asked him to help."
"But there was no direct contact between the two afterwards. Except for the first meeting, Chen Wen always conveyed news to Zhang Baoku through the live broadcast room."
"We currently have no direct evidence to accuse Chen Wen."
"The video in the live broadcast room...does it have a playback function?"
Yang Lin often watches live broadcasts when he has nothing to do: "Some big platforms have a live broadcast replay function within seven days. If Chen Wen said something during the live broadcast, it may be used as evidence."
"It's useless," Lao Luo shook his head: "Chen Wen only sold antiques during the live broadcast. When he needed Zhang Baoku to pick up a box, he put a purple clay pot without ears on the shelf."
Put something up and send a message.
Chen Wen has the potential to be a spy.
"We have checked the mobile phones of Chen Wen and Zhang Baoku, and there is indeed no contact."
"Where's the money?"
Yang Lin raised his voice: "Every time Chen Wen asks Zhang Baoku to deliver a box, how do you get the reward for him?"
"Zhang Baoku explained that the first time, Chen Wen gave the money directly, and later he put the cash in an envelope and pasted it on the box. When Zhang Baoku picked up the box, he could get the money, and there was no transfer record."
Chen Wen was very considerate, but Zhang Baoku's IQ was worrying.
"Are the cash and envelopes still there?"
Lu Chuan, who had been silent for the whole time, said, "There are no transfers or phone calls between Chen Wen and Zhang Baoku, so what about the cash and the fingerprints on the envelope?"
"He doesn't carry cash in his gloves, does he?"
fingerprint!
Lu Chuan's words made everyone's eyes brighten.
"It's hard to say what the money and envelopes were before. Yesterday's box Zhang Baoku just arrived. The cash and envelopes should still be there!"
Lao Luo's eyes were excited. Although Zhang Baoku and Chen Wen had no direct contact, if Chen Wen's fingerprints could be extracted from the cash or envelope, then Chen Wen's little trick would be useless.
"I'll check it out!"
After Lao Luo finished speaking, he went directly to the interrogation room.
Just one day later, even if Zhang Baoku spent the money, the envelope should still be there.
The use of fingerprints to solve crimes is generally a skill that can only be used in homicide cases for grassroots police stations.
For small cases such as daily thefts and petty thefts that we usually come into contact with, using fingerprints to solve cases feels like a waste of resources.
More importantly, no one did fingerprint identification analysis for such a small case. ap.
Lu Chuan is different. He is good at technical work and is accustomed to using technology to solve problems when he encounters cases.
Huang Jianmin's electric car was stolen, and the suspect was identified through fingerprint identification analysis.
Only then did subsequent discoveries come about.
