Chapter 439: Mutual Affection

The night is heavy.

The small temple, which should have been immersed in the night, was brightly lit everywhere. Police officers responsible for searching for evidence, police officers responsible for surveying and fixing evidence, and police officers responsible for communication and running...

Looking down from the sky at this time, beams of flashlights were like shooting lines, always with a murderous look.

Including the abbot, 8 people were separated and guarded.

Captain Han and Liu Jinghui decided unanimously not to send them down the mountain for the time being. First of all, there is a risk in walking the mountain road at night. Even if it is a very mature route and the steps are not steep, it is still easy to have danger if someone wants to run, so it is not suitable for night escort.

Secondly, the two still wanted to conduct a surprise interrogation.

In this case, the people in the temple obviously have their own stories and know something. If they are taken down now, the mountain road is long, and when their emotions stabilize, it will not be easy to interrogate things out.

Anyway, there are enough police officers coming up the mountain. Captain Han asked for a few rooms and assigned a few experienced police officers to conduct preliminary interrogation.

He didn't ask for a thorough interrogation. In fact, he knew without interrogation that just the love-hate stories of these three plastic lay Buddhists and Mr. Qian would be enough to talk about for a whole night.

However, there is now a target direction.

If the victim is Qian Guoqing, the problem of the source of the corpse is solved. Captain Han doesn't know if he can find anything back when he looks for Huang Qiangmin later, but from his perspective, if there is a chance to solve the case, he must seize it.

Dawn.

Captain Han personally interrogated Zhang Fen.

When 55-year-old Zhang Fen didn't wear makeup, her complexion was yellow and white, and she looked a bit haggard.

She held her forehead with one hand, sighed, and said: "It's so late, I'm already fast asleep at this time usually. My brain is really confused now."

"I looked at your Moments, you say you have insomnia every night at one or two in the morning, why are you not having insomnia now?" Captain Han is also an experienced old criminal police officer. Compared with Jiang Yuan, compared with Liu Jinghui, and even compared with Huang Qiangmin, he seems a bit silly, but that is a comparison.

On the streets of Qu'an County, he, Captain Han, is also someone who is disliked by people and dogs!

Zhang Fen frowned, and said: "My insomnia is not for interrogation..."

"Let's talk about your relationship with Qian Guoqing." Captain Han is not bargaining with her.

Zhang Fen looked shy: "My relationship with Qian Guoqing... what is my relationship with him..."

Captain Han grasped the taste as soon as he saw this look, and immediately stimulated Zhang Fen: "Someone said you were a third party..."

"Who..." Zhang Fen's voice became sharp immediately.

Captain Han smiled and said: "Then I can't say, but what is the reality?"

"I and Qian Guoqing are mutually affectionate..." Zhang Fen gritted her teeth and said: "A few coquettish hoofs are just jealous of me..."

After the initial discomfort, lay Buddhists including Zhang Fen all opened their chatterboxes.

If it were other inquiry items, Zhang Fen and others would really be unable to hold on and want to doze off even if they cooperated. However, Captain Han asked about the love-hate stories of Qian Guoqing and the old babies. For this part, the lay Buddhists were really too familiar, and they were particularly interested.

Jiang Yuan wandered around a few rooms, listening to the content, and suddenly felt like returning to the tea party in the village, and it was the kind of tea party in the middle of the night that children were not allowed to participate in.

These women who grew up watching Qiong Yao, even at the age of 60, still talked about love... Of course, accompanied by love, there is always competition, confrontation, sweetness and bitterness...

Several people talked very excitedly, even the lay Buddhists who were not directly involved in it, talking about the love stories of several people was also very clear.

However, because only princes are worthy of talking about love, Qian Guoqing's status as a wealthy businessman was also repeatedly mentioned by everyone.

Jiang Yuan listened for a while and felt a bit bored, so he simply went back to sleep.

His tasks were all successfully completed. As for skull reconstruction, if it doesn't need to continue, it's not a bad thing. After all, the case can be solved.

The next day.

Jiang Yuan still got up very early.

The environment in the mountains is like this. At dawn, the birds outside the window started to call—there are few birds in the city, and occasionally hearing one or two calls feels both intimate and natural.

There are too many birds in the mountains, and they all chirped, just like a group of children calling, making it difficult to sleep soundly.

The air in the mountains is good, although the sleep time is not long, the brain is clear.

Jiang Yuan changed his clothes slowly, went out to move his body, and smelled the thick smell of sauce meat.

"Sister Li... you started cooking meat so early?" Jiang Yuan noticed the police officer standing next to Sister Li and knew that Captain Han was still alert.

Sister Li noticed Jiang Yuan's eyes, smiled indifferently, and said: "I have to cook this braised meat every day. Besides, you have to eat breakfast, right."

"That's for sure." Jiang Yuan nodded immediately.

The temple does not provide meals, and they were all made by the lay Buddhists themselves before. The main task of being a lay Buddhist, besides offering incense, is cooking and sweeping the floor. If there are more people, they will do some scrubbing work. Otherwise, even if it is just a small temple, the abbot will have endless work.

Unlike Sister Li, lay Buddhists cook vegetarian food. Including Captain Han, no one is willing to boil like this for a day.

"Sandwich? It's 7 yuan." Sister Li said, and she had already started roasting the pancake.

"Give me two." Jiang Yuan was also quite happy, and asked: "Is there soup?"

"You are quite delicate in eating. Do you drink pig stomach soup? I boiled it for myself." Sister Li said as she entered the room and brought out a small porcelain jar.

Jiang Yuan nodded "en en," don't have so many requirements when you are on the mountain, not to mention that you are still in the temple, only saying: "Add some garlic sprouts, put more pepper, only soup and no pig stomach, no oil, use a small bowl, give a soup spoon."

Sister Li did as he requested, and said: "I was going to give you a bowl of soup, now it's 7.5 yuan a bowl."

"Can do." Jiang Yuan paid the money happily, held the soup, sat at the small table next to him, and ate the meat sandwich while drinking soup.

The freshly boiled pig stomach soup is hot, and has the spicy taste brought by pepper. With the meat sandwich, he sweated in two or three bites. At this time in the morning, it can be said to be very comfortable.

The police officer guarding the side couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Want a bowl of soup?" Sister Li gave a bowl of pig stomach soup very sensibly.

"Okay." The police officer took out his phone and prepared to pay, but was stopped by Sister Li: "No need for the soup, he has too many requirements."

"Still count the money." This side insisted on paying, and then drank it with a slurp.

After a while, Liu Jinghui, Captain Han, and others also got up one after another.

Jiang Yuan had already eaten and drank enough at this time. Seeing that their expressions were not very good, he simply stood and waited.

Seeing this, Captain Han simply didn't eat anything, pulled Jiang Yuan to the side, and said: "Jiang Yuan, you still have to continue doing the skull."

Jiang Yuan asked: "What's wrong?"

"Qian Guoqing was found, he is still alive, in his hometown." Captain Han shook his head and said: "A local farmer, who used to plant fruit trees, reported a low-priced tour group, met a lay Buddhist here, and slept over after coming and going."

Jiang Yuan was not surprised. This is reasonable. Otherwise, the 60-year-old wealthy businessman from Yue Province would spend months in a small temple in Shannan Province, talking about love with a few old ladies, grievances and hatreds...

"Is Qian Guoqing a suspect?" Jiang Yuan asked by the way.

Captain Han shook his head lightly and said: "He has an alibi. He has to work for half a year every year before he has money to come over and play."

The temple can have very small expenses, but as a wealthy businessman, he obviously can't be stingy.

Jiang Yuan nodded slowly. In this way, the case returned to the origin.

He couldn't help but look at Liu Jinghui. Reasoning is like this. You push it back and forth. It is possible to push forward, or it is possible to push backward.

It is not like technology. If it breaks through, it breaks through, and if it proves, it proves.

"Okay, I'll go back and type on the computer." Jiang Yuan didn't even ask about the details of the case again. Even if it doesn't involve a homicide case here, it's a pile of broken things. In the end, it is estimated that it is just some punishment like administrative detention.

By comparison, he is still willing to send people to death penalty directly. ===== CHAPTER 440 =====