National Forensic Doctor

Chapter 1185 Please Investigate This Person (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)

"It's been a long time. You can't find it."

Ren Kuangshan glanced at Jiang Yuan, feeling a little happy in his heart.

Jiang Yuan glanced at Ren Kuangshan calmly, feeling that he was like a tenant who borrowed money to rent a coffee shop and lost all his capital the first time he entered the game.

Meng Chengbiao's voice became a little stern and he said: "Ren Kuangshan, be lenient if you confess and be stern if you resist. This is no joke."

"I know. Let me think about it." Ren Kuangshan sighed: "I got the money at Pinecone Park. Noon on the 12th. There was no one there. The other party asked me to walk along the gravel road until I reached a There was a trash can in front of the red house. There was a bag next to the trash can. I took it and left. When I got out, I looked at it and found the money they had given me. "

Jiang Yuan nodded and opened another pad. On it was the record written by Wang Chuanxing next door.

Based on this record, Jiang Yuan began to operate on his laptop while typing to contact the police outside.

Soon, the numbers of surveillance videos near Pinecone Park appeared one after another.

Jiang Yuan put on his headphones and watched silently.

Meng Chengbiao couldn't interfere with Jiang Yuan, so he let Kuang Shan sit across from him and stare into his eyes. He soon couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "Are we just waiting like this?"

From the perspective of interrogation, Meng Chengbiao was very happy that Ren Kuangshan said the word "we", but from the perspective of handling the case, the time for coaxing Ren Kuangshan was over.

Therefore, Meng Chengbiao just looked at Ren Kuangshan seriously, put an index finger between his lips, and let out a silent "shhh".

Jiang Yuan saw it, but said indifferently: "Soon."

"They must have put the bags there early. When I passed by, the bags were burned by the sun." Ren Kuangshan said with a smile and said: "This is important information, right? Look, you don't need to ask. , I said it all.”

Meng Chengbiao raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ren Kuangshan, and said with a hint of truth: "In terms of your psychological quality alone, you are really a bit special."

"That's right, I used to specialize in transporting steel coils. We truck drivers have a saying, if you are too poor, you will not pull steel coils, and if you are starving, you will not pull steel coils. I have been hauling steel coils for five years." Ren Kuangshan said, feeling inexplicable to himself. He laughed: "I often hear that when a driver pulling a steel coil suddenly brakes, the entire cockpit is flattened by the steel coil, and everyone is smashed into bloody foam. I don't know how. I have been in danger several times. I always hit the brakes and ran over them, but the unlucky ones were all the cars in front.”

Meng Chengbiao looked at Ren Kuangshan, who was a bit addicted to talking, and wanted to say in his heart: I'm not praising you!

At this time, Ren Kuangshan focused on Jiang Yuan and asked, "Is this big guy your programmer? Did you also find the surveillance camera where I ran away?"

Interrogating police officers try to leak as little information as possible to the suspect. Information asymmetry is the biggest advantage in interrogation. Even now, Meng Chengbiao did not take it lightly. He only said: "It's not your turn to ask questions yet."

Jiang Yuan raised his head at this time and asked: "Which door did you go out through after taking the bag?"

"Just returned the way we came." Ren Kuangshan said.

"East Gate?" Jiang Yuan confirmed.

"Absolutely. It should be the east gate." Ren Kuangshan recalled it not very carefully.

Jiang Yuan typed on the keyboard quickly and asked again: "Is the bag you are holding a backpack?"

"right."

"One million?"

Ren Kuangshan hesitated for a moment and said vaguely: "Absolutely. Can you tell?"

"Looking at the size, it's almost 1 million. Is there gold in it?"

"No."

"So, this is the first money given to you? I gave you more money later, right?"

At this point, Ren Kuangshan swayed uneasily and said, "I gave it again later, but I asked the courier to deliver it directly to my home."

"How many?"

"It's also 1 million." After Ren Kuangshan finished speaking, he explained: "I spent a lot of the first 1 million, buying some things, and also spent some on playing with women."

"Time and place." Jiang Yuan asked again.

"That's my home address..." Ren Kuangshan said a little irritably, and couldn't help complaining: "You can't find it, so what's the use of just asking me. They send things remotely like this, and it's useless even if you look at the surveillance."

Jiang Yuan shook his head. In order to strengthen Ren Kuangshan's enthusiasm, he gave a rare reply: "That's a community park. They don't dare to just throw a brand new backpack on the ground."

Ren Kuangshan thought Jiang Yuan didn't believe him, so he immediately defended: "They really threw them on the ground, right next to the trash can. There is no surveillance over there and you can't see them..."

Jiang Yuan waved his hand: "There are many adults and ladies walking there. If no one is watching, the bag thrown in front of the trash can can easily be taken away."

"Then why did they decide where to go?" Ren Kuangshan was stunned.

"They can't place it in a place they often go to, so they may not know this community park very well." Jiang Yuan said while watching the surveillance.

Check out the correct version one by one!

Ren Kuangshan was stunned. In his opinion, the person who contacted him must be very smart and powerful. But Jiang Yuan's explanation also seemed reasonable to him.

When he was picking up his bag that day, he noticed an old man and woman walking in front of him, but didn't think much about it...

Jiang Yuan picked up his phone at this time and said: "Check the people who often walk in Songguo Park and find witnesses. Also check the delivery records of the courier and find the courier who delivered the money to Ren Kuangshan to see if they have any impression."

Ren Kuangshan said: "The courier delivers goods every day, how can he remember people. I often forget what the owner looks like..."

Jiang Yuan did not answer him.

The main purpose of finding these people is to improve the chain of evidence and indirectly supplement the investigation. The surveillance video alone has provided him with a lot of information.

Just looking at the people coming and going in the park, they may not know who is hiding behind Ren Kuangshan. Everyone has a face without suspicion.

And the real suspect may still be hiding from surveillance.

However, it is almost impossible to completely avoid surveillance. Especially in the domestic environment, in a short and limited space, it is still possible to avoid surveillance. The farther the distance and the larger the range, the more difficult it is to avoid surveillance.

In most cases, suspects often avoid surveillance by disguising, following, covering up and even psychological strategies.

Unless it is a long-term targeted training, otherwise, to avoid all surveillance in the field environment, you must start at LV5 or above.

In addition, transportation is always the focus of the investigator's investigation.

Whether it is dumping a corpse or stealing, when investigating a case, the criminal police must consider how to come and how to go.

In Jiang Yuan's experience, even if the criminals try their best to avoid official cameras, there are various civilian cameras around to supplement. Jiang Yuan has done similar investigations several times.

And this time the suspect is obviously far from reaching such a level of anti-reconnaissance.

Soon, many photos appeared on Jiang Yuan's screen one after another.

Jiang Yuan directly took the portrait comparison, and the identities of these people jumped out one by one.

Jiang Yuan recorded all this information, and then selected one person from it and sent a message to Song Tiancheng: Director Song, please investigate this person. Name: Liu Bangshun. ID number: 444111...

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