Chapter 555: This 300,000 Must Be Cash

Fifteen minutes later.

Yu Dazhang received the mobile phones returned by the investigators.

Two Apple 6 Plus units.

Looking at these two classic Apple models, Yu Dazhang couldn't help but feel a moment of daze.

The most intuitive feeling of rebirth is seeing the phone model.

Since becoming heavy, Yu Dazhang had not really paid much attention to this aspect.

After all, he was no Apple fan, and the one he used now was just a very ordinary thousand-yuan phone.

What surprised Yu Dazhang was that Cheng Wenhao had neither taken the phones nor destroyed them.

It showed he no longer cared whether the police could find clues through the phones.

"Can you unlock them?" Yu Dazhang asked the investigator.

These people were from the technical division and had some experience unlocking phones.

"Yes, wait a moment."

One officer stepped out from among them, placed a laptop on the table, and then connected the phone to the computer.

"Absolutely do not wipe the data inside the phones," Yu Dazhang instructed.

He was indeed somewhat uneasy.

Watching this colleague's operation, he felt as if he were at an electronics market having someone flash a phone.

That officer didn't reply but gave him a roll of the eyes.

The other party had clearly said nothing, yet Yu Dazhang felt he had cursed very foully.

It took only two minutes; both phones were fully unlocked.

Yu Dazhang casually picked up one phone; from the wallpaper image, he could tell this phone belonged to that man.

He flipped through the call log; the most recent call was at 8:21 last night.

That could be ruled out.

At that time, Cheng Wenhao and the others had not yet escaped from the detention center.

Yu Dazhang immediately picked up the other phone; this time he was instantly drawn to the call log on it.

At 3:11 a. m., Yao Jing's phone made an outgoing call lasting 1 minute and 12 seconds.

Moreover, there was more than just this one call record.

Six minutes later, at 3:17 a. m., there was another outgoing call record, this one lasting 55 seconds.

Just as I thought... After seeing these two call records, Yu Dazhang felt not the slightest joy but rather a heaviness in his heart.

An inexplicable emotion pressed down on him until he could barely breathe.

According to his deduction, Cheng Wenhao, being a habitual criminal, naturally knew that withdrawing cash from an ATM had limits.

Ordinary debit cards usually have a daily limit of 20,000 yuan.

So for him to withdraw 300,000 yuan via an ATM was simply impossible.

Withdrawing at the counter was even less realistic; amounts over 50,000 required a one-day advance appointment, and even below 50,000, one might still be asked to provide corresponding identification.

Therefore, for Cheng Wenhao, withdrawing money at the counter carried certain risks.

Under these circumstances, the best solution was undoubtedly to seek help outside.

Have Yao Jing borrow money from a friend, then have Cheng Wenhao meet the other party to exchange the funds.

Although this method was troublesome, given the current situation, it was undoubtedly the most reliable and safe choice.

But this was also what Yu Dazhang worried about most.

The current Cheng Wenhao was already in a state of a cornered dog jumping over the wall; anyone coming into contact with him faced mortal danger.

If the other party sensed something amiss and refused to hand over the money, Cheng Wenhao would very likely kill the other party directly.

This was a result no one wanted to see.

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Dazhang took out his own phone and dialed the number from the first call record.

He now only hoped this phone number could still be reached.

Fortunately, the ringtone had just sounded for two seconds when the call was answered.

"Hello, who is this?"

The voice on the other end was a man's; judging by the tone, he should be in his thirties, appearing very steady.

"I am a police officer," Yu Dazhang said directly, getting straight to the point: