Chapter 72 Are you questioning the detachment’s criminal police’s ability to handle cases?
steal?
Upon hearing that he was asked to steal, Zhang Sen couldn't help but shrink back.
This has nothing to do with whether you dare or not. The problem is that you have never done anything like this before.
If he asked for it openly, he would have no psychological burden.
But stealing is not an option. Being a thief with a guilty conscience is not just an excuse, it is really scary.
He glared at Yu Dazhang:
"Why don't you go?"
"Come, look at my body shape." Yu Dazhang stood up and pointed to his belly:
"I'm like this. It's hard for me to bend down. If you ask me to do tasks like sneaking, wouldn't it be difficult for me?"
He is quite self-aware... Zhang Sen looked at his big belly and found that it was indeed not suitable for him.
Stealth is a good word to use, much nicer than 'stealing'.
Seeing that Zhang Sen was still hesitating, Yu Dazhang quickly added:
"When it's later, you can quietly borrow the book and return it after we finish reading it."
Although the meaning is the same, the previous words have been artistically processed to make them sound much more comfortable.
Comrade Zhang Sen nodded.
If you had said this earlier, I would not be stubborn with you.
"Then let's rest first." Zhang Sen compromised, lay down on the other bed and closed his eyes.
10pm.
The two found that the lights in the corridor of the farmyard were out.
Zhang Sen turned over and sat up and whispered:
"It's only ten o'clock, why did you turn off the lights so early?"
"You don't even look at where we are." Yu Dazhang simply didn't get up and just turned his head:
"Generally in remote villages like this, there are no entertainment programs at night. Many local residents turn off the lights and take a rest after eight o'clock."
Zhang Sen felt that his words were a bit exaggerated and couldn't help but retort:
"Can you sleep? Aren't young people nowadays just lying in bed playing with their mobile phones?"
In 2014, short videos had just emerged, mobile games were at their peak, and WeChat became truly popular in this year.
There are all kinds of APPs.
It was also in this year that the group of "head-bowing people" emerged in large numbers.
The following year, urban people with low heads became a group with a high incidence of spinal cord injuries.
The reason why Zhang Sen raised this question is because online fraud also began to rise this year.
"As I said before, you don't even look at where we are." Yu Dazhang was lying on his side on the bed, with his eyes half open, looking like he was sleeping but not sleeping:
"A few of today's young people stay in the countryside. It's 2014 and we are no longer a farming society."
Zhang Sen nodded when he heard this:
"No wonder when I first entered the village, I saw many children playing but not their parents. It turned out that they were all left-behind children."
After the two chatted for a while, they tacitly agreed to shut up and become silent.
Another hour passed.
"That's almost it." Yu Dazhang sat up from the bed and whispered:
"It's past eleven o'clock. The people at the door must be asleep. Let's go."
"Okay." After Zhang Sen agreed, he quietly got out of bed and walked to the door.
I pulled the door but didn't open it.
Only then did he realize that the hand he placed on the doorknob was trembling slightly.
My legs are also a little weak.
He gritted his teeth, took a few deep breaths, and then twisted the door handle hard.
After seeing him go out, Yu Dazhang prayed silently in his heart.
Brother Sen, I wish you peace.
He asked Zhang Sen to do this out of helplessness.
Both experienced detectives were in trouble. Their true identities must have been discovered at some point.
Therefore, for the sake of insurance, all investigations must be based on one premise: the true identity cannot be exposed.
About five minutes passed.
The door was pushed open from the outside. Zhang Sen walked in carefully with a notebook in his hand and closed the door behind him. "Why are you sweating?" Yu Dazhang asked in a low voice.
"Nonsense, you will know after you try it." Zhang Sen put the notebook on the table in the room, then found a chair and sat down:
"Petit theft is really not a human job."
"Just get used to it." Yu Dazhang replied smoothly.
What are these words?
Zhang Sen glared at him.
At this time, Yu Dazhang's attention was entirely on that notebook.
He took out the case information from his bag and laid it out on the table. He first found the identity information of the two missing police officers.
After memorizing the last six digits of their ID numbers, he began to check them one by one in his notebook.
There is no last page, so keep turning forward.
Two pages, three pages...
When he turned to the fourth page, he finally found the registration information of the two police officers.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
"It's quite detailed." Yu Dazhang muttered to himself, and then pointed it out to Zhang Sen.
The registration information of the two people was next to each other, and the date was also marked on the top of the book.
"Four days ago!" Zhang Sen quickly discovered something was wrong:
"Today is the third day since they lost contact. In total, they lost contact on the second day after staying at this B&B."
"Then it took them more than a week to investigate here?"
In Zhang Sen's opinion, time has dragged on for a bit too long.
After all, it only took him and Yu Dazhang two hours to get here.
Are you questioning the detachment's criminal police's ability to handle cases? Yu Dazhang glanced at him, with dissatisfaction in his eyes:
"Sixteen years have passed since the abduction case, and it is already rare to find new clues."
"We were able to get here so quickly because we followed their route."
"If we start from scratch, we probably won't find any new clues."
This was the second time that Yu Dazhang noticed that Zhang Sen was a little impatient.
It's like he's worried about something.
Even if the last person and gun are not found, the responsibility does not fall on Zhang Sen.
Yu Dazhang really didn't understand his mentality at the moment.
Is it because he is eager to make meritorious deeds?
This possibility cannot be ruled out... Although Yu Dazhang disagrees, he understands.
It's human nature.
"Let's go."
He stood up, glanced at Zhang Sen who was hesitant to speak, and then put the information on the table back into his bag.
"Leave?" Zhang Sen asked doubtfully:
"It's so late, where are you going?"
"Next stop, I didn't even think about spending the night here." Yu Dazhang said while picking up the notebook on the table.
He tore off the page with the identity information of himself and Zhang Sen, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.
Then clean up the paper stubble bit by bit until no trace is visible at all.
After doing all this, Yu Dazhang handed the notebook to Zhang Sen:
"When you go out later, put them back where you took them."
"Okay." Zhang Sen agreed and took the notebook.
After checking the room again to make sure nothing was missing, the two quietly left the room.
When passing by the door, Zhang Sen opened the book to the page with registration information, and then gently placed it on the counter.
After taking another look at the boss who was sleeping inside the counter, and making sure that he would not wake up, the two quietly walked out of the farmyard.
When he got to the car, Zhang Sen let out a sigh of relief and asked:
"Still heading southeast?"
"Yes." Yu Dazhang took out his mobile phone and clicked on the electronic map:
"We will drive for another half hour, and then we will find a place to park and rest in the car for the rest of the night."
(End of chapter)