Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

"What's gone? That's missing."

The man blurted out.

Missing?

The man might still be a little drunk, and with the money Chu Zheng gave, he said it out of his head.

The relationship between the boss and the proprietress is not very good. The two often quarrel in the factory. These workers all know.

At that time, the Changfeng factory itself was pretty good. Because of the big environment at that time, the boss also considered preparing for reform, so he drew out a lot of funds.

But it didn't take long for the rumors that the lady boss and Xiao Bailian ran away with money.

Actually not, the lady boss disappeared at that time.

As for the little white face, it was completely fabricated.

"Why doesn't your boss call the police?"

"Call the police?" The man grinned and said, "He who disappeared with the proprietress has a large amount of money. It happened that something went wrong in the factory and needed liquid funds. The boss was busy saving his factory, so how could he have time to call the police? ."

But in the end the factory closed down.

"Where is your boss?"

"I don't know." The man sighed, "After the factory closed, the boss didn't have any money from the workers, so he asked everyone to divide the land of the factory. Some workers didn't want to stay here, so they sold it to others. No, that's it. It looks like today."

Standing in the corner of the room, Yan Yu pointed to a picture of a man hanging on the wall: "That picture is from your factory?"

The man followed and looked over: "Yes, it was taken during the Spring Festival the year before the bankruptcy."

The photo was dusty and fuzzy, and Yan Yu asked if he could take it off.

The man repeatedly said yes, and staggered to take down the photo, wipe the ash clean and hand it to Yan Yu.

"I'm talking about two, you guys come to ask what happened ten years ago, is there anything wrong?" The man asked gossip.

Yan Yu held the photo, frowning deeper and deeper.

"what happened?"

He looked up at Chu Zheng and pointed to the person standing in the last row in the photo: "This person is from your factory?"

The man squinted for a long time: "This is... this is the... that who..."

The man thought for a long time: "Zhou Wen, yes, Zhou Wen."

"He is from your factory?"

"Yes." The man nodded, "But it wasn't long before he entered the factory. When this photo was taken, he just came in... Hey, I don't remember clearly."

Yan Yu asked a few more questions.

After more than ten years, men can't remember many things.

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Yan Yu took the photo away, and walked out of the house with an uncomfortable expression.

Chu Zheng asked him: "What's wrong?"

Yan Yu pursed the corners of her lips: "At the beginning, the police gave a psychological portrait of the suspect based on the clues already available."

"Huh?" So what?

Yan Yu pointed to the person in the photo: "That person is Zhou Wen."

At that time, they thought they had found the murderer and were excited for a long time, but when they waited for the person back, they found it was a disability.

Zhou Wen hasn't had time to commit the crime. This is undoubtedly pouring cold water on everyone.

Yan Yu seemed to think of something, and turned back inside.

"Do you know how Zhou Wen became disabled?"

"I remember this." The man said: "At that time, Zhou Wen was a young guy, learning things fast. There were a batch of new equipment in the factory, and people who needed to understand it, Zhou Wen went to learn. As a result, there was an accident. Ended up with a disabled leg."

"How did the accident happen?"

The man shook his head: "I don't know, he was not careful. When we found out, he was there alone and was taken to the hospital, thinking that he could not be saved. I didn't expect that he was not dead, but he was dead."

The man said that no one saw what happened to Zhou Wen.

Anyway, it was a big deal at the time.

The boss also lost a lot of money.

Yan Yu took out his cell phone and called Shen Siming: "Check Zhouwen, everyone around him must check."

Shen Siming was so busy that he was flying, and his voice was a little floating: "What is Cha Zhouwen doing? Isn't his suspicion cleared out?"

Yan Yu briefly explain.

"Okay, I see."

Yan Yu hung up the phone and looked at Chu Zheng: "Let's go to Zhou Wen first."

Chuzheng saw a vague bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes.

It was as if I saw bread when I was hungry, or an oasis in the desert, the light in my eyes was appalling.

The little things are not in the right condition.

"Ok."

Chuzheng and Yanyu returned to the car, and the car drove out from some narrow alleys. A black car rushed out from the side among the sparks.

"Be careful!"

Yan Yu exclaimed.

However, it was too late. The car was already ready. It was too fast and hit the car straight.

Chuzheng took Yan Yu into his arms to protect him.

There was a bang in the ear, the car body vibrated, and the glass cracked.

The car that hit them backed up, as if planning to hit a second time.

"Are you okay?" Chu Zheng asked him as he pushed open the door on his side.

"No……"

"Get off, hurry." Chu Zheng unfastened his seat belt.

Yan Yu went down extremely fast, Chu Zheng propped up on the seat, slid to the side flexibly, got out of the car quickly, held Yan Yu, and moved away.

boom!

The car was directly hit and deformed.

When you hit their car, you don’t care if you hit someone. After hitting the car, you quickly evacuated.

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"Who did it?"

Shen Siming rushed down from the police car and went straight to Yan Yu.

"I didn't see it clearly." Yan Yu's eyebrows were a little cold, and the car was covered with a privacy film, completely missing the person inside.

Shen Siming: "Is it a murderer?"

Yan Yu: "When the teacher found this place, he was killed by the murderer. It seems that our direction is right." It is not the murderer, but it should be related to the murderer.

This time the murderer didn't care if he hit someone, obviously he was just a warning.

If he continues to investigate, maybe he will really die.

"Did you see the license plate number clearly?"

"Already checked, the deck's."

"Damn!" Shen Siming cursed: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Yan Yu said: "Have you sent someone to Zhou Wen's house?"

If the murderer is not Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen is very likely to have something to do with the murderer, and the murderer may not attack Zhou Wen.

"Don't worry." Shen Siming said fiercely: "If you catch this turtle grandson, I will kill him."

Shen Siming shouted at the people not far away: "Check the monitoring first and find the car!"

"There are a lot of blind spots in the surveillance around here, you can't find out." Chu Zheng leaned against the car door with a cold expression, and said leisurely.

Shen Siming glanced at the environment, and his expression was sullen again.

The roads around here extend in all directions, and there is not much monitoring. The suspect will easily disappear into the vast sea of ​​cars if he walks on the road that is not monitored.

"President Jin, you have already asked clearly." Xu Tezhu came over with a picture: "That car ran from this road."

Wan Xiaoxiao hasn't been to work recently, so Chuzheng had to use Xu Tezhu from his former boss.

Xu Tezhu is much calmer than Wan Xiaoxiao.

Chu Zheng gave the map to Shen Siming: "Check the monitoring of this road."

Shen Siming: "How do you know?"

"rich."

The surveillance is invisible, but there are so many nearby residents that someone will always see it.

When the police asked, most people would say that they don't know anything with less trouble.

But taking money is different.

Shen Siming: "..."