Solving A Case: My Teacher is Ji Jie

When rushed to the scene.

There was already a circle of people around the body.

There is also a 40-year-old girl with short hair sitting on the ground wiping tears. "Come on, everyone, keep a distance!" Parted and watched the lively crowd.

Everyone looked at the short-haired woman sitting on the ground. "Hello, we are from the crime team." "What are you and the deceased?"

"I'm his girlfriend." The middle-aged short-haired girl wiped away her tears, grievingly and stood up from the ground. "Jing Cha, you must avenge the old man-ah!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, let's talk about the situation, what is your boyfriend's name? What is it -?" Qin Feng asked. "Oh, the old man is called Duan Ruicheng, yes." "Yes..."

The short-haired girl began to hesitate.

I was speechless to show Qin Feng directly.

Look at the performance of this short-haired girl.

This dead man!

What illegal business is 80% engaged in. only……

"Everyone is like this."

"Even if he did something illegal, what can we do with him?" "Kill it again?" "He cuts the currency." "Oh..." Scalping foreign exchange. It is indeed against the law.

But it's not too serious.

Besides, people are dead, what can we do with him?

Qin Feng just responded indifferently, then took out his notebook and recorded it. "Tell me about what you saw at the time."

"The old man went to the store to take money. I was waiting by the car." "At that time I saw a silver-gray Jetta parked at the door." "Well, there are a lot of cars now, I I didn't take it seriously at the time." "Until the old one comes out."

"I saw two men coming down from the car." "One tall and one short."

"Wearing the kind of headgear worn by robbers in foreign movies on his head, he shot the old man to death." "Then he snatched a black canvas bag in his hand." "What's in it?" Qin Feng asked again.

"He did the cash transfer, and there was cash in it. I don't know how much it is." "What about the license plate number of that car?" "I didn't pay attention." The short-haired woman shook her head again.

"How about qiang? How many? What do they look like? And those two body shapes, should you know this?" Zeng Keqiang asked anxiously. result……

His response was still a short-haired woman shaking his head. "I have no idea!"

"I was too scared at the time, my head was blank, how could I care so much!" "I know!" Just then.

A very childish voice rang in the voice.

Turned his head to look.

She is a little girl of six or seven years old.

Holding up his hands, he walked out of the crowd. "Uncle Jingcha, I know!"

"Oh?" Everyone looked at each other and smiled at the little girl.

Bai Ling even walked to the little girl's side and squatted down on one knee.

The hand gently stroked the little girl's hair.

Look directly into each other's eyes.

"Little beauty."

"Tell my sister, what did you see?"

"Sister, I'm not a kid anymore." The little girl gave Bai Ling a roll of eyes with a serious expression on her face. "Two men are about 1.7 meters each, holding hands in Qiang." "The other man is about 1.9 meters in length, holding a rod of Qiang." "Both of them are of average stature."

"They took a silver-gray Jetta with the license plate number of Yan CR, the last two are 56, and there are two in the middle. I don't remember."

"It's okay! Little girl, you are already amazing!" Bai Ling touched the little girl's head again. "Isn't it?"

Chang Baole looked up and down the little girl.

Can't help but smack his lips.

"Little girl, you are so tall, how do you know that these two people are one meter seven and one meter nine?" "Who do you look down on?" The little girl frowned.

He looked at Chang Baole with a serious face. "I'm low."

"But I can see the height between them and the car!" "The Jetta is 1.4 meters tall." "The short guy is a head taller."

"He went a little under the tall man's ears again." "Aren't they just one meter and one meter and one meter to nine?" "Yo..." Everyone was immediately happy.

The laughter was full of surprise and curiosity.

Looked at the little girl in surprise.

"Little girl, how did you know that the Jetta is four feet tall?" "The Jetta that I drove because of my family!"

"Great, great!" Yang Zhen nodded in admiration, "Little girl, when you grow up, you must be a very great criminal jing, a great detective." "I don't want to be a detective." The little girl shook her head, "I want to Become a rich man!" "Good! Good! You can definitely become a rich man!"

Dealt with that little girl.

Everyone then turned their attention to the girlfriend of the deceased again. "Why did he get out of the store here." "It's not yin OK here!"

"Oh, there is a storage business here, plus the boss is an old friend of his again." "He often saves money here."

"Meaning that he will be here often?" Qin Feng asked again. 0. Ask for flowers.

"Yeah!" The short-haired girl nodded, "If you have anything to do, just chat with the boss here." "It seems that someone has been eyeing it!"

"Let's go, ask the owner of this store first." Chang Baole said.

"Don't worry, I think that if someone had followed Duan Ruicheng long ago, someone would know more." Qin Feng smiled mysteriously.

Suddenly confused everyone. "How many mean?"

"Who else can see that murderer!"

"Who else can you have?" Qin Feng smiled and raised his chin at Jiang Han. "I'm here? Xingjing?" "Wait!" "No!"

Jiang Han looked around for a week, his eyes finally falling on a shoe repair booth not far away. "Hey……"

"How did I become a shoe repairer?" "I was a side job."

"Oh, I understand!" Chang Baole showed a look of sudden realization, "Usually there is nothing to do. The owner of this shoe repairing stall just looks around. If someone really stared at Duan Ruicheng nearby, it is likely that he has noticed. "I have made progress!" Yang Zhen patted Chang Baole on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Apprentice, keep on working hard." After speaking, everyone walked to the shoe repair booth together.

The owner is a bald man in his fifties.

After seeing everyone, he smiled happily, "You are here to ask me about Duan Ruicheng?" "Yes, then, do you know something?" "This kid has long been targeted."

"As soon as he parks the car here, there will be a silver-gray Jetta not far away." "The parking place, you can just see the shop." "And ah!"

"Every time Duan Ruicheng leaves, this Jetta also leaves." "But..."

"The two people in the car are wearing sunglasses. I can't see their faces clearly." "But I remember the license plate numbers of these two grandchildren, Yan CR5256." "Thank you!" I got the license plate number. What are you waiting for?

Zeng Keqiang immediately called Zheng Yimin.

Ask him to notify the major toll gates, hand over to Jing Squadron, and stop him when he encounters the silver-gray Jetta with the ticket number Yan CR5256.

result.

No one thought of it.

Only five minutes have passed.

Zeng Keqiang's phone rang.

"Old Zheng called here, there will be news about this, right?" He glanced at the order display.

Zeng Keqiang immediately answered the phone.

Ten seconds passed.

Zeng Keqiang's eyes lit up immediately, he hung up the phone and said loudly to everyone, "That car was found!" Maru.

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