Chapter 465: Mutual Affection

The night is deep.

The small temple, which should have been immersed in the night, was lit up everywhere. There were police officers responsible for searching for evidence, police officers responsible for investigating and fixing evidence, and police officers responsible for communicating and running...

Looking down from the air at this time, the beams of flashlights looked like shooting routes, which always had a murderous meaning.

Eight people, including the abbot, were separated and guarded.

Captain Han and Liu Jinghui unanimously decided not to send them down the mountain for the time being. First of all, it is risky to walk on the mountain road at night. Even if it is a very mature route and the steps are not shaking, it is still easy to get into danger if someone wants to run, which is not suitable for escort at night.

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

In this case, several people in the temple obviously have their own stories and know something. If they are taken down now, the mountain road is long and their emotions are stable, it will not be easy to get anything out of the interrogation.

Anyway, there are enough police officers coming from the mountain, so Captain Han asked for a few houses and assigned a few experienced police officers to conduct preliminary interrogations.

He did not ask for a thorough investigation. In fact, he knew that the love-hate relationship between these three plastic lay Buddhists and Qian could last for an entire night.

However, there was a target direction now.

If the victim was Qian Guoqing, the source of the corpse would be solved. Captain Han did not know if he could find something back by looking for Huang Qiangmin, but from his point of view, if there was a chance to solve the case, he must seize it.

Early morning.

Captain Han personally interrogated Zhang Fen.

When 55-year-old Zhang Fen was not wearing makeup, her face was pale and yellow, and she looked a little haggard.

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

"I looked at your circle of friends. You always say you have insomnia at one or two o'clock in the morning. Why don't you have insomnia now?" Captain Han is also an experienced criminal policeman. Compared with Jiang Yuan, Liu Jinghui, and even Huang Qiangmin, he seems a little silly, but that's the comparison.

On the streets of Qu'an County, Captain Han is also a hated person!

Zhang Fen frowned and said, "I'm not on trial for insomnia..."

"Tell me about your relationship with Qian Guoqing." Captain Han didn't bargain with her.

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

Captain Han saw this and figured it out. He immediately provoked Zhang Fen and said, "Some people say you are a third party..."

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

Captain Han smiled and said, "I can't say that, but what's the truth?"

"Qian Guoqing and I are in love..." Zhang Fen gritted her teeth and said, "A few bitches are just jealous of me..."

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

If they were asked other questions, even if Zhang Fen and others cooperated, they would not be able to hold on and would fall asleep. However, Captain Han asked about the love and hatred between Qian Guoqing and the old babies. The lay Buddhists were really familiar with this and were particularly interested in it.

Jiang Yuan wandered around several rooms and listened to what was said. It was as if he had returned to the tea party in the village, and it was the kind of tea party that was held in the middle of the night and children were not allowed to participate.

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

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

However, because only princes are worthy of love, Qian Guoqing's identity as a wealthy businessman was repeatedly mentioned.

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

His tasks were successfully completed. As for the skull restoration, if it was not necessary to continue, it would not be a bad thing. After all, the case could be solved.

The next day.

Jiang Yuan still got up very early.

The environment in the mountains is like this. When it was just dawn, the birds outside the window began to sing - there are few birds in the city, and occasionally one or two calls can be heard, which feels friendly and natural.

There are too many birds in the mountains, and they all chirp and chirp, just like a group of children calling, making it difficult for people to fall asleep again.

The air in the mountains is quite good. Although I didn't sleep for a long time, my mind was clear.

Jiang Yuan changed his clothes slowly, and then went out to exercise. He smelled the strong smell of marinated meat.

"Sister Li...you started cooking meat so early?" Jiang Yuan noticed that there was a famous policeman 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 too."

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

The temple does not provide meals. In the past, the lay Buddhists cooked it themselves. The main task of being a lay Buddhist, in addition to burning incense, is to cook and sweep the floor. If there are more people, they will do some cleaning work. Otherwise, even if it is just a small temple, the abbot will have endless work to do.

Unlike Sister Li, the lay Buddhists cook vegetarian food. No one, including Captain Han, is willing to spend a day like this.

"Jiamo? Still 7 yuan." Sister Li said, and she had already started baking pancakes.

"Two, please." Jiang Yuan was also very happy, and asked again: "Do you have soup?"

"The food is quite exquisite. Do you want pork tripe soup? I made it for myself." Sister Li said as she went into the house and brought out a small porcelain jar.

Jiang Yuan nodded "yeah, yeah". People in the mountains should not have so many requirements, not to mention that they were in the temple. He only said: "Add some garlic sprouts, more pepper, just soup without pork tripe or oil, put it in a small bowl, and give me a soup spoon."

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

"Okay." Jiang Yuan happily paid the money, took the soup, sat at the small table next to him, and ate Roujiamo while drinking soup.

The newly cooked pork belly soup was hot and spicy with pepper. With the roujiamo, I started sweating after just a few mouthfuls. It was very comfortable at this time in the morning.

The policeman standing by couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Want a bowl of soup?" Sister Li scooped a bowl of pork belly soup very sensibly.

"Okay." The policeman took out his mobile phone and was about to pay, but was stopped by Sister Li: "No need for soup, he asked for too much."

"Let's count the money." He insisted on paying and then slurped it up.

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

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

Captain Han saw this and simply stopped eating. He pulled Jiang Yuan aside and said, "Jiang Yuan, you still have to continue working on the skull."

Jiang Yuan asked, "What happened?"

"Qian Guoqing has been found, he is still alive, in his hometown." Captain Han shook his head and said, "A local farmer who used to grow fruit trees signed up for a low-cost tour group and met a Buddhist here, and they ended up sleeping together."

Jiang Yuan was not surprised. This was reasonable. Otherwise, a 60-year-old wealthy businessman from Yue Province would spend several months a year in a small temple in Shannan Province to talk about love and hatred with a few old ladies...

"Is Qian Guoqing a suspect?" Jiang Yuan asked casually.

Captain Han shook his head slightly and said, "He has an alibi. He has to work for half a year every year, and then he has money to come and play."

The temple can have very low expenses, but as a wealthy businessman, he obviously cannot be stingy.

Jiang Yuan nodded slowly, and the case returned to the starting point.

He couldn't help but glance at Liu Jinghui. Reasoning is like this. You push and push, and it may be pushed forward or backward.

It's not like technology. A breakthrough is a breakthrough, and a proof is a proof.

"Okay, I'll go back to the computer." Jiang Yuan didn't even ask about the details of the case. Even if it doesn't involve a homicide case, it's still a bunch of messes. In the end, it's probably just some administrative detention.

In comparison, he still prefers to send someone to death directly.