Chapter 2339 Have You Seen It?

"No, I can't tell you this!"

On the speeding car, Ding Lan rejected Zhao Yu's request.

"Actually," Ding Lan explained, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that I don't know too well!"

"Don't make trouble, your work efficiency and advanced technology are too greedy!" Zhao Yu begged, "Without identity information, no photos, no phone calls, just a 3D image drawn by the artists, you can put A man who has been missing for 30 years is found?

"And it's so fast. If we also have this method, won't the term fugitive disappear from the dictionary?"

"That's not the case," Ding Lan said, "Technology aside, the main problem is resources, and it's not as simple as you think!

"Besides, this is also a matter of probability, and, it may not necessarily be the person we are looking for!

"Look..." Ding Lan handed the phone to Zhao Yu and asked, "Does it look like it?"

"This..."

Zhao Yu looked at the photo on the phone. It was an instant photo sent to Ding Lan by the agents, and it was secretly taken by the suspect just now.

Zhao Yu carefully identified it, and felt that it was somewhat different from the 3D portrait.

"This man's name is Lin Bentao, he is 61 years old, and he runs a small supermarket," Ding Lan said, "We found out that this man's identity is false, and he does not enjoy government subsidies, so he should be black.

"Through computer comparison, it is found that his facial features are 78% similar to the wanted portrait, which is relatively high in portrait comparison."

"Oh..." Zhao Yu hurriedly asked, "The suspects are two brothers, have you checked, does this person have any brothers?"

"No," Ding Lan said, "not only does this person have no brothers, but he also has no family. He just hired a young guy in the store...

"Also, he lives in the store, and has no other place to live.

"My people have already done surveillance, and the suspect will never escape! But," Ding Lan said, "after all, this is the task of your criminal department, and our agents still don't show their faces! You know me mean?"

Of course Zhao Yu understood that these agents had other identities on weekdays, so it was naturally inconvenient to show their faces.

"Don't worry! A 60-year-old man, can I still let him run away?" Zhao Yu said, returning the phone to Ding Lan, "I just hope I didn't find the wrong person..."

It was already past 10 o'clock in the evening. Tai O is a city that never sleeps. It has just entered the rush hour and the road is full of traffic. They drove for more than half an hour before arriving at their destination.

This is a residential area close to the pier on the east side of Tai O. There are a lot of people in the residential area, including local fishermen, migrant workers, and many dark-skinned foreigners...

The suspect's small supermarket is at the entrance of this residential area, and it looks old and a bit dilapidated.

The lights are on, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see that there is no customer in the supermarket.

After Zhao Yu got off the car, he walked directly towards the supermarket, while Miao Ying touched the gun habitually, and only after making sure that there was no problem, followed Zhao Yu's footsteps.

ding ding...

As soon as the door opened, there was a ding ding sound, heralding the arrival of customers in the store.

There was a fishy smell in the supermarket, and the goods on the shelves were also placed crookedly.

Entering the store, Zhao Yu and Ding Lan saw the suspect in front of the counter at a glance, but they saw an old man with a severely bald head and sloppy clothes eating a bowl of braised noodles in front of the counter.

When Zhao Yu and Miao Ying came in, this person didn't even look back. He was eating noodles while looking up at the TV set above the counter.

A horse race was being shown on the TV, and the old man was so engrossed in watching that he didn't even bother to eat noodles.

"No way?" Zhao Yu came to the counter and asked casually, "It's so late, why is there still a horse race? This is the replay of the game, right?"

Hearing Zhao Yu's question, the old man turned his head to look at Zhao Yu, and said, "Are you from out of town?" He pointed at the TV, "Today is Friday, and this is the grand finale of the Jockey Club. The hottest horse race, very exciting!"

"Oh, your vision is really accurate, Allah Magic Bean (I am from the Devil City)," Zhao Yu said with a smile, "How can I listen to you, and I also have the taste of the Devil City!"

In a word, it aroused the old man's vigilance.

He put down his chopsticks, looked at Zhao Yu carefully again, and said, "Your ears are good enough to detect. I've never been to the Devil's City. How could it smell like a Devil's City?"

"Really?" Zhao Yu made a sniffing motion and said, "Isn't there a fire here? Why do I smell a burning smell?"

"Huh?" This time, the old man was stunned suddenly, and there was an obvious strangeness in his eyes.

"What? On fire?" At this time, a young man with a mop came out from behind the counter, and he said with a full face of surprise, "Where is it? Why didn't I smell it?

"Father," he asked the old man, "have you smelled it? Could it be the stove where you cook noodles?"

"You..." The old man ignored the young man's question, staring at Zhao Yu without blinking his eyes and asked, "Do you have anything to do?"

Hearing the old man's words, Zhao Yu took out the photo he had prepared long ago from his pocket, and said, "We want to ask you, have you seen this thing before?"

The old man took the photo, and although he was not wearing reading glasses, after taking a look at it, he trembled suddenly, and his face turned pale!

In the photo, it was the old Schneider safe with peeling paint.

Seeing the shocked expression on the old man's face, Zhao Yu and Ding Lan's hearts were half relieved. They did not find the wrong person. This old man should be the suspect they were looking for!

"What's the matter?" At this time, the young man came to the front with a mop and asked, "What do you want to see from my father?"

"Xiao Ming," the old man looked at Zhao Yu and said to the young man, "You have nothing to do here! You can get off work!"

"Oh?" The more the old man said that, the more worried the young man became, and he insisted on coming over to look at the photos.

"How is it?" Zhao Yu asked calmly, "Have you seen this thing?"

"Besides... besides this thing," the old man asked, "is there anything else?"

"Others?"

Zhao Yu looked at Ding Lan, then took out other photos and placed them in front of the old man.

These photos include watches, villa No. 19, and the half of the arm...

This time, when the old man saw these photos, although he was still trembling all over, a relieved expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"This... what are these things!" The young man came to him and looked at the photos.

However, Ding Lan unexpectedly held down the young man's arm, cut his hands behind his back, and then pressed him heavily on the ground.

"Ouch... Ouch...It hurts...It hurts so much, what are you doing...Ah..."

The young man screamed in pain, the old man hurriedly raised his hands and said tremblingly, "Okay, okay! I know, I know what you are looking for!

"I said, I said, I told you all..."

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