Rebirth 2014: I, the King of Criminal Investigation

Chapter 562 Why can a police dog compare to me?
Lü Zhongxin: ? ? ? ?
He understands his apprentice less and less these days.

Can the apprentice confirm Cheng Wenhao's return home by walking around the house once?

Are you sure you're not fortune telling?

Or do you have X-ray vision?

Previously, when he was in the detention center, Yu Dazhang insisted on interrogating Zhang Yanlong, which he didn't understand.

With so many people in the cell, how did the apprentice figure out that Zhang Yanlong had a problem?
It's even more impressive now.

Just by looking at the house from the outside, Yu Dazhang could tell that Cheng Wenhao had returned.

Although Lü Zhongxin had doubts, he still stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard gate out of trust for his apprentice.

Soon, a woman's voice came from inside:

"Who?"

"Police," Yu Dazhang replied directly.

He was surrounded by members of the Criminal Investigation Department, so he wasn't afraid of them playing tricks.

If Cheng Wenhao were to actually show up, the people around would react immediately.

The gate opened, and a woman who looked to be in her fifties stood inside, looking curiously at the four people outside.

Yu Dazhang stepped forward and said coldly:
"Let's find Cheng Wenhao and ask him to come out."

Upon hearing this, the woman's face showed panic, and she shook her head repeatedly:
"He's not home. Xiao Hao hasn't come back. He... he was arrested by the police."

Her words were somewhat disjointed, but the meaning was clear.

His flustered expression was also subtle, as if he was both excited to suddenly hear his son's name and guilty.

"Can we go in and have a look?"

Although Yu Dazhang used a tone of negotiation, it carried an unyielding force that left no room for refusal.

It was clear that the woman did not intend to welcome them, but the situation left her no choice but to comply.

After hesitating for a moment, she still gave up her spot by the door:

"Please come in."

Upon entering the courtyard, Yu Dazhang gave Ma Jian and Liu Miao a wink, and the two understood, immediately heading into the house.

The woman did not stop him when she saw this, but simply followed behind Yu Dazhang.

Not inside the house... Yu Dazhang turned his body and glanced at the woman beside him seemingly casually.

If Cheng Wenhao were inside, she would definitely follow him in.

It's not a question of whether she wants to or not; it's that she simply can't control herself.

So when Yu Dazhang let Ma Jian and the others into the house, he was actually narrowing down the possibilities.

Wherever the woman stayed, Cheng Wenhao stayed.

It must be said that the yard was kept very clean by the woman. There was neither a pigsty nor a chicken coop, only a simple small kitchen built against the wall, which looked simple yet cozy.

"Where is your wife?" Yu Dazhang asked.

“Inside the house,” the woman replied.
“He fell ill after the New Year and hasn’t fully recovered yet; he still can’t get out of bed.”

Yu Dazhang nodded, but didn't stop walking. He slowly paced around the courtyard, occasionally looking up at the roof.

We arrived at the door of a small, detached tile-roofed house, with a lock hanging on the door.

"What is this little hut for?" Yu Dazhang stopped and asked the woman.

"To store miscellaneous items," the woman answered smoothly, without the slightest hint of guilt.

"They are all tools, mainly made of iron, which are placed inside to prevent them from rusting."

"It shouldn't be here..." Yu Dazhang felt her answer was too natural.

If Cheng Wenhao were here, she wouldn't be so at ease.

"Can it be opened?" Yu Dazhang asked again.

“Of course,” the woman said, taking a bunch of keys from her pocket, unlocking the lock, and pushing the door open.

"It's a bit messy inside, watch your step so you don't trip."

Yu Dazhang nodded, then glanced at his master.

Lü Zhongxin understood, placed his hand on the holster, and stepped inside.

During this brief moment, Yu Dazhang took two steps back and then watched as the woman did not follow her master but turned to look at him.

Where did you hide it?

Now, Yu Dazhang was also a little unsure. The reason he was sure Cheng Wenhao had gone home was because he could still smell that sour, foul odor from before.

That's right, he had walked around the house earlier, just looking for that smell.

Cheng Wenhao ran all night and then climbed a mountain after dawn, so his smell will only get stronger.

Once inside the courtyard, Yu Dazhang became even more certain that his judgment was correct; the smell of foot odor was even stronger.

Even so, Lü Zhongxin and his group still couldn't smell it, so he had no one to consult.

Smelling the faint scent in the air, Yu Dazhang's gaze gradually shifted to an inconspicuous corner.

There were several cardboard boxes there, with a black cloth underneath.

It seems to have come from there... Yu Dazhang took a deep breath.

This flavor is really addictive.

What he wants to do most right now is to lie on the ground and follow the scent all the way.

This way, I can quickly find the source of the smell, but from then on, I'll probably have a new nickname: human police dog.

It would be bad if word got out.

Imagine if other units came to the Hongkou branch to borrow Yu Dazhang for help, and they just said:
"Let Da Zhang help us smell it."

Who could stand hearing that?

If this news were to spread, Yu Dazhang would immediately become a highly sought-after talent by various departments.

Especially drug enforcement.

No matter how good a police dog is at detecting drugs, it can't talk.

With such a human-shaped police dog around, you don't even need to bark when you smell drugs; you can just draw your gun.

"What's that for?"

Yu Dazhang suppressed the urge to prostrate himself on the ground and pointed to that corner, asking:

"Since you have a warehouse, why are you piling up cardboard boxes there?"

Judging from the way they were stacked, they were obviously recently piled up there; even the cardboard boxes were new.

"There, over there..."

This time, the woman finally lost her composure and her speech became somewhat incoherent:
"I left it there thinking I'd sell the cardboard in the next couple of days."

Hearing her answer, Yu Dazhang felt even more confident.

The woman didn't answer what was in that corner, which only suggested there was something wrong there.

Taking another deep breath, Yu Dazhang slowly walked towards that corner.

Got you.

Now I just ask you not to take your shoes off.

Reaching the corner, Yu Dazhang turned around and glanced at the woman who was closely following behind him.

"Aren't you going to tell me yet?"

He stared at the woman's face, which was slightly flushed with panic, and said in an icy tone:
“If we had to do it ourselves, he would really be doomed.”

There is an obvious flaw in this statement.

Whether Cheng Wenhao has a chance to survive depends on whether he resists, and has nothing to do with whether the woman speaks up or not.

But the woman was already panicked, so she couldn't discern the flaws in Da Zhang's words.

Just as Yu Dazhang's words suggested, what she truly cares about now is whether her son lives or dies.

"There's a cellar down there."

The woman finally spoke, her voice trembling slightly:
“This cellar is connected to the outside. It used to be an air-raid shelter. Later, we built houses on top of it and turned the air-raid shelter into a cellar.”

Sure enough, there was a secret passage... Yu Dazhang was already mentally prepared for this.

After all, Ma Jian had made similar inferences before.

"Where is the other exit?" Yu Dazhang asked.

In his view, since Cheng Wenhao had already come to the house, he must have escaped through another exit.

"It's not far up the mountain."

As the woman spoke, she raised her arm and pointed to a grove of trees on the mountain.

Just as Da Zhang looked in the direction she was pointing, the woman suddenly changed the subject:
"No need to trouble yourself, Xiao Hao didn't run away, he's right down there."

(End of this chapter)