Chapter 115

Qinghe City.

Jianyuan Family Compound.

Behind the two six-story small foreign-style buildings is a winding path with a depth of a thousand meters.

Several villas are hidden among them, all of which are bold and large detached houses.

Huang Qiangmin sat in the front row of the electric car, turned his head and said in a low voice: "These are all villas built by Jianyuan itself. The small foreign-style buildings in front are dormitories for technical backbones of the unit, and the villas in the back are reserved for experts, general managers, etc., and the Jianyuan general manager's family also lives here."

"What about the property management?" Jiang Yuan looked at the young man driving the electric car in front. If the property management can have a young man, it shows that the quality is good.

"Jianyuan's own property management company. They have also developed real estate in the city."

"Then the surveillance here should be very complete."

Huang Qiangmin shook his head slightly and said: "The general manager of Jianyuan doesn't like to install surveillance in the residential area."

Jiang Yuan and Wu Jun looked at each other without words.

Burglary is actually not easy to solve. The home-invasion homicide case Jiang Yuan just did in Longli County was essentially a burglary case.

The general manager of Jianyuan specifically found a connection, hoping to control the spread of information, which only increased the difficulty of the case. Not to mention anything else, the grand screening was excluded first.

The electric car traveled for a few minutes, fully embodying the concept of winding paths.

Moreover, unlike ordinary commercial villa residential areas, the villas in Jianyuan's self-built residential area are very wide apart, the road width also exceeds the average level, and each villa is separated by trees, bamboo, and shrubs, plus some low walls, making privacy fully embodied.

However, the total area is still not large.

And, it looks like the occupancy rate of the villas is only half.

"Is it not full? I see many villas are empty?" Jiang Yuan asked the young man driving directly this time.

"Yes, the villas here have no property rights, they can only be lived in; some people don't like it and move out to live after living for a while. The company will generally keep it for a period of time, and if they still don't want to live, they will take it back until the next allocation." The driver paused and said: "Many residents here move away after living for a few years."

It is equivalent to the nature of a dormitory, just with better conditions, and it is also more suitable for high-age migrant workers with families.

Thinking carefully, it shows that the remuneration Jianyuan gives to high-level migrant workers should be quite good; otherwise, everyone should be willing to live in the villas here.

"If there are no property rights, you have to move out when you resign, right?" Jiang Yuan asked again.

"Yes."

"Is the resignation rate high?"

"I can't say about this." The driver brother was quite smart.

Jiang Yuan smiled; looking at the residential area, the core circle of Jianyuan's high-level management was quite interesting.

Jiang Yuan continued to observe.

From what he saw, for normal people to walk in such a residential area, they still have to spend a certain amount of time; walking to the villa door always takes ten minutes or a quarter of an hour.

But if you don't care about these natural and semi-natural obstacles and choose to walk in a straight line, pull a parkour teenager over, and maybe he will be out of the residential area in two or three minutes.

The only things here that can truly block are those low walls.

Shrubs or bamboo forests can block the line of sight, but they can't block people.

Of course, this will make clothes dirty, and even break clothes, and scratching the skin is also possible. On the other hand, the items carried cannot be too many or too heavy.

Jiang Yuan, with all kinds of messy thoughts, came to the big house furthest inside.

Entering, he saw twenty or thirty people sitting in the courtyard.

There were old and young, men and women, some wearing suits and shirts talking to people, and some holding computers and mobile phones to amuse themselves alone.

The one gathered in the middle like stars holding the moon should be Yuan Jiansheng; reminded by someone, seeing Huang Qiangmin and Jiang Yuan and others, he immediately stood up to greet them.

"Hello, General Manager Yuan." Huang Qiangmin looked neither humble nor arrogant.

He came in police uniform, which can only be said to be trying to control the spread of information as much as possible, facilitating the listing work of key local enterprises. If he retreated again, Huang Qiangmin would not be willing.

"Captain Huang, you've worked hard." Yuan Jiansheng looked like a big boss, but spoke very humbly: "Seeing you come over, I feel a bit relieved. I have already asked everyone in the family to move out of the room; you guys take a look, what else do I need to do here."

Huang Qiangmin looked at Jiang Yuan.

"This must be Police Officer Jiang Yuan, Jiang." Yuan Jiansheng shook hands with Jiang Yuan again, shook it twice, and said: "I heard from friends that you are the ceiling of our Qinghe City criminal investigation field; for this case, please entrust it to you."

Dozens of people at the scene looked at Jiang Yuan instantly.

Jiang Yuan was still not used to it; people generally don't take the initiative to shake hands with forensic doctors.

This boss has something.

And he speaks well.

Jiang Yuan was even slightly embarrassed and said: "Some achievements, not to the point of being a ceiling."

"This is everyone's consensus. Like the director of the Qinghe Bureau, when talking about it now, he says Police Officer Jiang is a miracle in the police world... The ceiling was said by a friend from the provincial department. Saying that cases others can't do, in your hands, are like playing..." Yuan Jiansheng praised Jiang Yuan while also showing off his extensive connections.

Jiang Yuan was even more surprised. He hadn't even met the director of the Qinghe Bureau face-to-face, and he didn't know who the provincial department was talking about.

At the same time, Yuan Jiansheng didn't leave out Huang Qiangmin and Wu Jun, turned his head, and in two or three sentences, made the two of them unable to help but smile.

He is a person who is super good at talking; he once made a man spend hundreds of thousands for himself in three sentences. If this listing is successful, he can make one hundred thousand men and one hundred thousand women blush and sound soft.

"Let's go to the scene to see first. Have the investigation equipment been brought?" Jiang Yuan asked Huang Qiangmin.

"They are all placed inside the door." Huang Qiangmin said, and added: "There are two technicians from the Qinghe City Bureau inside to cooperate with you."

Jiang Yuan looked at the people around him again, knowing that these people might all be Yuan Jiansheng's suspects; otherwise, they wouldn't be gathered in the courtyard, and they wouldn't be doing their work.

The general manager of a company about to go public, the study was stolen, first considering it was a crime by people around him, there was no problem at all.

To Jiang Yuan, he would also operate like this.

"I'll take a photo of everyone." Before entering the door, Jiang Yuan turned around again, took out his mobile phone, and took a few photos with "click, click, click."

Some people wanted to hide but couldn't. Of course, more people knew that hiding was useless.

Jiang Yuan was also just in case, to avoid someone having some emergency event to leave or something later, and then the list would change.

Such things have not happened.

Yuan Jiansheng, as a big boss, calling 30 people over is no problem.

But watching 30 people is actually very difficult; when the time comes, someone says something privately, leaves quietly, greets each other, and it is very likely that the list will leak.

Wu Jun followed Jiang Yuan into the big house.

As soon as the door opened, what he saw was a beautiful shadow wall, a dozen boxes, and two investigators, all placed here.

The two on-site investigators from the Qinghe City Bureau, one thin and one fat, the thin one is about 50 years old, has met Jiang Yuan once, the fat one is in his early 20s, slightly older than Jiang Yuan, obviously the rhythm of a master bringing an apprentice, the same combination as Jiang Yuan and Wu Jun.

Everyone met, exchanged pleasantries.

In the past half a year, Jiang Yuan's reputation in Qinghe City had long been established; the reservoir corpse case a while ago hadn't passed long, and it was hosted by the Qinghe City Bureau.

Therefore, although they hadn't chatted privately, the on-site investigators of the Qinghe City Bureau were still very familiar with Jiang Yuan.

The two were just sent by the City Bureau to cooperate with Jiang Yuan, with no competitive components, but rather looking like they were on a business trip to do things.

Jiang Yuan checked the investigation box and other items again, then carried a box in each hand and went directly to the study.

Passing through the living room in the middle, he saw two double-helix staircases under the brilliant sunshine, from bottom to top, which was quite imposing.

"This is what you call a house." The fat man in his 20s was full of envy and turned to ask: "Master, have you seen this kind of house before?"

"I've seen it, also this European style, four floors, thousands of square meters, four people died in one breath, blood flowed down from the second-floor staircase, brushing a blood staircase..." The thin man spoke leisurely.

The little fat man trembled his three chins, and the envy was all collected.

The thin investigator looked at Wu Jun again and joked: "You rarely come to a scene where no one dies. I know Jiang Yuan, he goes to other scenes more often."

"It's about the same for me." Wu Jun said very calmly: "Sometimes I collect the corpse, and then I have to check the scene, right? That kind of scene with little bleeding, or no bleeding, after the corpse is lifted, it's just like that, wearing a Guan Erye, or Bodhisattva, or cross, etc., all are useful..."

The first half was fine, but the second half stunned the fat investigator again.

"What will happen if you don't wear it." Little fat investigator asked.

"Nothing will happen, I just occasionally have nightmares, such as dreaming of waking up from a pool of blood, sometimes feeling my mouth covered by blood, my whole body sticky. The most terrible thing is climbing up, finding corpses all around, some even dissected, and finally looking at the face, often people I know... wearing Guan Erye won't happen." Wu Jun's tone was light.

Fat investigator swallowed his saliva and touched his chest subconsciously.

Jiang Yuan also couldn't help but touch his pocket; before coming, he gave his master half a pack of Zhonghua, and his master stuffed a second master over, bamboo carved.