Chapter 142 Shocking 400,000!
Use thieves to catch thieves.
Qian Hua was shocked, but he suppressed the throbbing and thought about it carefully.
Is it feasible?
feasible!
Why?
Because this method is not the only one used by Xu Hao, there are others.
To put it bluntly, it is to find someone to cooperate with the investigation and provide some insights on special abilities.
"The old man hasn't thought about whether he can catch thieves one day."
Huang Song chuckled, his rickety figure looking a bit wretched.
"Cut the nonsense."
"Do you remember what eleven-year-old Sun Jiang looks like?"
Qian Hua spoke coldly.
"Is it him?"
As he spoke, he took out an object from his arms, and there was a portrait on it. This was a human head drawn by a surveyor.
The owner of the mobile phone store recalled it very thoroughly, and he gave a complete picture of Sun Jiang who had dealt with him.
Now that we are pursuing the hunt, we have to confirm again whether it is the same person.
"Well, I have a mole at the corner of my eye, a flat nose, thin lips, red eyes, short hair, and I don't look outstanding"
The four old men gathered together, looked at this portrait that was far different from what they remembered, and clapped their hands.
"There's no mistake, it's him!"
Li Jianye nodded, paused for a moment, and then prepared to print the wanted order and distribute it.
Huang Song didn't find it novel, but he shook his head.
"The wanted order is useless."
"This should be taught by those Yabozi."
Huang Song said.
Yabozi is a human trafficker.
"In our line of work, except for brothels, no matter what kind of activities we do, there is a rigid condition that we must not attract anyone's attention."
“You can’t be good-looking or ugly, you can’t be tall or too short.”
"Otherwise, even if you have extraordinary means, you won't be able to use them. The same is true for a naughty old lady who steals a child. The handsome and beautiful ones steal less and sell them more, otherwise you will lose your life if you make money."
"He looks very ordinary, so ordinary that when he stands in front of you, you can't even remember him twice, let alone the wanted poster."
Huang Song shook his head.
If you want to do something secretly, you have to do it secretly, and you can't do it in a way that attracts attention.
Even if it is a human trafficker, in the case of abducting female students, if the client has no requirements for good looks, he will only abduct a mediocre one.
Xu Hao glanced at a few people and said:
"Don't say these useless things. Let you come out to cooperate with the police in arresting you."
"What do you know about Sun Jiang? Tell us about your current personal inferences."
Huang Song thought for a while and said:
"How long has that kid been in Linlan City?"
"I don't know. Judging from the current situation, the other party appeared eight years ago and appeared within the last month."
Qian Hua responded.
After thinking for a while, he added something more.
"Well, judging from the current situation, every time the other party appears, he will rush to kill!"
"Within a month"
The other person thought for a while and glanced at Huang Song, "What is the nearest distance to the address of the deceased?"
"The nearest is eight kilometers and the farthest is fourteen kilometers."
"What about the time interval?"
"The interval shall not exceed twenty-four hours."
“Where is the address of the person who was stolen?”
"All around Linlan City."
When Huang Song heard this, he frowned, smacked his lips, and shook his head, "It's bad, it's bad."
"Don't be careless." Li Jianye said solemnly.
"Rabbits don't eat grass near their nests, and thieves don't steal the areas around their nests. Generally speaking, if you steal once in an area, you won't break into a house a second time in a short period of time."
"We can't catch this kid from the places he has been. We have to start from places he has never been."
Huang Song's muddy voice sounded, and he thought for a moment.
"But the whole city is a place for his thefts. This kid has no place to stay and is very difficult to catch as he wanders around."
"Whose territory is the train station?"
Another ladle came out and asked.
Railway stations, airports, buses, and other places where thieves often visit.
The surging flow of people can break the curse of "stealing once and changing locations" and enable multiple thefts.
"He doesn't steal train stations."
Qian Hua shook his head.
"The murderer only targets the rich."
"Currently, it is conservatively estimated that the other party has obtained a total of 100,000 yuan from multiple thefts within one month."
Only steal from the rich! ?
Keep 100,000 within one month! ?
These old bones like Huang Song were shocked.
During the time they entered, anyone who could steal ten thousand was considered a master thief, and countless people knelt down to worship him
But
"Only steal from the rich?"
“It’s weird, I don’t have a residential address and I want to steal so much money”
The four thief kings turned their eyes to another point.
"What is this kid doing? It's not like he picks up girls every day."
Qian Hua paused, this time he was a little confused.
Residential address and stolen money. Is there any necessary connection?
some!
Let's put it this way, what people want in terms of material desires is often related to the environment.
If you feel hot while lying at home, you will want an air conditioner. If you feel bored sitting on the sofa, you will want to buy a TV.
But it's different if you're wandering outside. If you throw five thousand yuan in front of a homeless person, will the homeless person buy a color TV or give priority to tasting delicious food?
at the same time.
Without a home, no matter how many things you buy, if you don’t have a house to pretend to be, it will be in vain.
You don't need anything valuable when you are wandering around.
watch? perfume? necklace?
This kind of precious jewelry?
One of the basic requirements of a thief is that he needs to look ordinary enough!
"In other words, it is very possible that the boy stole a lot of money and then didn't spend a penny?"
Huang Song touched his chin thoughtfully.
"Did he save it?" Li Jianye's eyes twitched and he subconsciously asked.
"Bah!"
"Scum!"
The other ladles were very contemptuous.
"Since when does a thief have to save money? It's his grandmother's, it's embarrassing for the founder!"
"Then where did he spend his money?"
Qian Hua was suspicious again.
Thieves don't have the habit of saving money. Generally speaking, they are money-saving people who spend as much as they steal and steal as much as they spend.
Saving money?
What to save money for? Take a wife?
Even if it was, it shouldn't be the murderer in 2003.
That is to say
"The murderer, Sun Jiang, stole several times within a month, totaling 100,000 yuan."
"Moreover, he is currently facing a certain death and execution after being arrested, but there is no possibility of spending the money invested."
Xu Hao spoke, his voice not loud, but very clear, and every word could be heard clearly.
Will you still work overtime for your boss before you die?
Won't.
There was once a rumor that swept the world.
After the rumors of the end of the world in 2012 emerged, countless people started a last-ditch carnival, thinking that they only had the last bit of time left, so they began to squander loans.
The murderer did indeed take out a loan before he died, but the other party did not squander it!
This is obviously unreasonable.
A thief steals money just to spend it. If you don't spend money, why are you still a thief?
Especially when facing arrest!
Many doubts went through my mind.
Xu Hao finally raised his head and looked at the four people in front of him.
"Start arranging tasks now."
"Huang Song went to wealthy areas and searched for clues about Sun Jiang in various burgled homes."
"Sima Li went to search for money movements."
"Chen Song went to intercept in advance, guessed the opponent's next action location from the traces of the past, and tried to lead people to stay guard."
"Li Xue went to investigate the various gangs of thieves and assigned a police force of ten to each."
Xu Hao buried the problem deeply in his heart, looked at the people around him, and said in a deep voice:
"Check!"
Everyone dispersed in a hurry.
Four thief kings from the last century were taken away and chased and intercepted in various areas.
Only Xu Hao and Li Jianye are left here.
"What are we doing?" Li Jianye frowned.
"Check that the other party stole funds."
Xu Hao didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the police car.
"Funds?"
"The money that was stolen?"
Li Jianye was surprised, but he followed suit.
"Now, think about why the other party stole the money."
"Leave aside the thief himself, is there a certain connection between the other party's killing and stealing money?"
Xu Hao sat in the car, directed the vehicle to the location, and asked.
Qian Hua thought for a moment and nodded.
"Existence."
"From the other party's perspective, killing is the most important factor, and money is nothing compared to it."
"Two things that have no connection and are not at the same level appear at the same time. They can only be equal in the eyes of the other party."
Qian Hua said this.
Give an example.
When you are walking to school, if there is a dollar on the road, you may pick it up because going to school and picking up money are not related but they are of the same level.
There is no overwhelming priority.
But what if there's a crazy brown bear behind you?
There is a bear chasing you behind you, and when you are running for your life, let alone a dollar, even if a gold bar is placed in front of you, will you pick it up?
Won't.
Now, the case of the murderer is a second example.
The police are like bears. According to this case, the other party should concentrate on escaping. There is no reason why they would pick up a dollar on the roadside.
It would be easier to say that the money was his life's hard work.
But this is just something he can steal casually, there is no reason why it should be so precious!
"Unless it's related to the case."
"In other words, the murderer's goal includes two clues: stealing a certain amount of money and killing others at the same time."
Xu Hao nodded and said truthfully.
Among other things, thieves like Huang Song are very sensitive to money.
The traces left at the murder scene didn't scare them, but they found out that Sun Jiang had stolen money as soon as they got there!
"But then again."
"What does he want money for?"
Li Jianye sat in the passenger seat and turned his head, looking at the two people behind him in confusion.
"I've seen people kill people for money."
"However, I have never seen a case where murder and money are separate but of the same level"
The previous bombing in Linlan City was a murder over money.
I have never seen anyone related to the current case.
"Could it be related to the factors that caused the conflict?"
In a daze, Li Jianye came up with a new idea.
He looked at a few people and continued to analyze:
"Could it be that six years ago, the deceased and others targeted the murderer, and in addition to causing two deaths, they also did some things that caused secondary injuries due to money!?"
After saying this, several people paused and then looked at each other.
"It's really possible." Xu Hao nodded without denying it.
"Six years ago, the urban management case resulted in the death of two people, but now the number of people who have been retaliated against has obviously exceeded this number."
"If we look at it one for one, there are at least four people that the police don't know about!"
An idea flashed in Qian Hua's mind.
He hurriedly said these words.
"The Hidden Victims of Six Years Ago."
“Is it related to the fact that urban management and law enforcement lead to more or less money?”
Is it possible?
Very possible!
"Look at it this way."
"Should we search around the social network of the two deceased people?"
Qian Hua looked at Xu Hao.
First of all, the murderer is the grandson of the deceased, a grandson who has not registered as a registered permanent resident. There is a high probability that he was at the scene of the urban management law enforcement six years ago.
It is both on site and at the place of sale, where the stall is set up.
There won't just be a waitress and a girl there.
But.
"Can you find it?"
Xu Hao suddenly asked.
Qian Hua was about to speak, but suddenly got stuck.
Six years ago. A stall location with no archives.
I guess the charging system is chaotic. Even if I knew it was related to money, I couldn't even find anyone who was at the scene at the time, let alone conduct a detailed search
"Invest some police force and keep an eye on money from all angles."
Xu Hao shook his head.
The information is good.
But it's of no use.
Qian Hua had no choice but to make this arrangement.
As for what Xu Hao wants to do.
Night, half past eight.
Everyone's cell phones rang. They picked them up and glanced briefly, then pressed the dial button.
"Hello? Officer? I'm Huang Song. Damn it. I asked my connections to check out the shops in Linlan City that sell items of unknown origin in the area related to the case."
"This guy only sold for 100,000. He can't even sell for 400,000!"
"Did this grandson kidnap and sell rich people?"
Huang Song's cursing voice rang in his ears.
"Are you sure?"
Xu Hao asked.
"Sure, just high but not low!"
"I went to the local shop and picked out the stores that were capable of selling this thing. Then I got the financial statements from the stores. Then I reconciled it with the police back-office alarm information that matched the time. The amount was basically there. "
"Damn, four hundred thousand a year, that kid is really outrageous. Those who were stolen are also really fucking outrageous."
"I have been stealing all my life, but this is the first time I have heard that a mobile phone is worth tens of thousands of yuan, and a piece of jewelry is worth nearly 100,000 yuan!"
Huang Song, who was in his sixties, looked at what he found in his hand and felt his blood surge.
"In the area where the rich stole, are there any obvious traces left at the scene?" Xu Hao asked again.
"No, that kid knows Qing Kung Fu. He was taught it by a charlatan in a movie. He is so nimble that he left no trace at the scene."
"Damn, how did that kid pry open this stupid fingerprint lock!? It's so fucking evil!"
Huang Song said while doubting life.
To be honest, he went to the scene confidently, but when he saw the powered fingerprint lock, his head was buzzing.
As for Qinggong
This thing exists, but it's not the kind that flies on leaves like in the TV series.
Instead, train your core to make yourself agile and faster.
For example, in ancient TV dramas about solving crimes, the thieves were running around on the roof, looking as light as a swallow, and performing Qinggong.
In modern times, this behavior is called "parkour", a principle, mainly a method of physical exercise. Of course, Qinggong is based on "quietness".
"Four Hundred Thousand"
Li Jianye listened and felt his scalp numb.
He bluntly said that four hundred thousand a month could support the entire criminal investigation brigade!
"Where is the investment information?" Xu Hao asked again without being stunned.
"Sima Li is in charge, I don't know about the old man."
"What a bastard. How do you pick this fingerprint lock? Why are there some incomprehensible iron plates inside? Where is the keyhole?"
Hearing Huang Song muttering, Xu Hao simply hung up the phone.
He dialed Sima Li.
"Hello?"
"Young man? I have no clues at the moment."
"I asked some people in the world to help me, but I found no suspicious records of large purchases, and there was no sign of the other party in those luxury jewelry stores."
"I checked the outcrop information about Sun Jiang by the way, and found nothing unusual."
"This kid steals money without spending it"
Sima Li found many "like-minded" people and searched the whole city, but unfortunately she didn't see any of them.
"How are Chen Song and Li Xue doing?"
"Nothing happened. That kid is my disciple after all. He doesn't care about small money at all. He only stole the big ones and has nothing to do with it. He doesn't know any news from Laobaozi."
"Old Chen checked for a long time and found out that when he stepped on the spot where he was killed, he also stepped on spots in the surrounding wealthy areas. Now he is thinking about who will be killed next."
Sima Li's voice sounded.
There are clues, but the clues are useless.
But
Xu Hao came to them for this purpose!
Looking at the person in front of him, Xu Hao hung up the phone and spoke slowly.
"Did you hear that?"
"Four hundred thousand, now."
"Check something for me about an order of 400,000 yuan!"
(End of chapter)