Reborn in 97, I solved a cold case at the Municipal Bureau

Chapter 315 Business is Booming (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Mr. Ding? Hello, I'm Zhou Yi, whom I met yesterday."

"Oh, it's Officer Zhou. Hello, hello. I've found out about the thing you were talking about yesterday, the one about the person who lied to Brother Gua," Ding Wenyuan said in his gruff voice.

Zhou Yi was immediately overjoyed and asked, "Great! We just learned something about this person. Is his name Jiang Shun?"

"Jiang Shun? No, no, that name is fake. This kid's real name is Jiang Wei. He used to be a petty thug who hung out in the north of the city."

"This kid? Boss Ding, how old is this Jiang Wei?"

"I don't know his exact age, but he should be at most thirty. His father used to contract land to grow watermelons, but his business failed and he committed suicide by drinking pesticide. I have a friend who used to know his father, and that's how I found out about him."

Zhou Yi thanked Ding Wenyuan and hung up the phone.

The information provided by Ding Wenyuan is very important.

First, Jiang Shun is a pseudonym. If you search for this name, you won't find it anywhere in the province or even the country.

Secondly, Jiang Wei is not very old, and there is a certain age difference between him and the male corpse unearthed in the park. Tang Wenli's initial assessment is that the male corpse was between forty and fifty years old.

Since the two bodies were highly decomposed, it was impossible to determine their age on the surface, but Zhou Yi knew that experienced forensic doctors could infer the age range by examining the teeth.

Further precise age analysis requires an autopsy to examine the skeletal structure and use laboratory instruments for detailed analysis.

Zhou Yi immediately contacted Pan Hongjie's people, and then found Xia Yu, telling him this important information.

Looking at the busy crowd, Zhou Yi felt powerless and sighed helplessly before leaving the Municipal Bureau.

He first called Chen Yan and asked him to keep an eye on Zhang Xianglan's situation. Zhang Xianglan was supposed to return to Hongcheng tonight, and he was afraid that something might have happened to her again.

Then, looking at the sky, he called the dormitory manager's office that Lu Xiaoshuang had left for him, and the dormitory manager called Lu Xiaoshuang over the loudspeaker.

Zhou Yi asked her how she had been these past two days.
Lu Xiaoshuang smiled and said, "It's great! I even participated in a school event yesterday."

"Event? What event?"

"It's a social gathering."

"A social event?" Zhou Yi was taken aback, because in the investigation records of the major case in his previous life, there was no record of Lu Xiaoshuang participating in any social events. Could it be that Wu Yongcheng and his team missed something?

Zhou Yi immediately asked nervously, "Who took you there? Why did you suddenly participate in this kind of social event?"

On the other end of the phone, Lu Xiaoshuang chuckled and said, "I was just kidding. Look how nervous you are. Youyou said she wanted to take me, but I remembered what you said before, so I didn't go."

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief. The purpose of social events in universities is to promote social interaction among students, but in reality, there are basically two types of people who go: one type goes to find a partner and release hormones, and the other type goes purely to join in the fun.

The idea that Mo Youyou dragged her to a social event should have existed in the previous life as well, but Lu Xiaoshuang didn't go in the previous life, most likely because she had to work.

"It's good that he didn't go, it's good that he didn't go," Zhou Yi murmured, feeling that he was now a little paranoid.

Lu Xiaoshuang stood at the window, turned her back to it, and saw the dormitory supervisor knitting and watching TV.

Lu Xiaoshuang whispered into the microphone, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of myself. Don't worry about me."

The aunt's ears immediately perked up, but she didn't stop knitting.

Lu Xiaoshuang hung up the phone, said thank you to her aunt, and left.

The aunt smiled and muttered to herself, "So what if they're dating? I've seen it all, why are they talking so secretly?"

Looking up, the aunt saw what appeared to be a figure watching them from the shadows not far away.

So she stood up and looked at him carefully. The figure noticed her movement and immediately turned and left.

The aunt didn't take it seriously and continued knitting and watching TV.

Many boys tried to sneak into the girls' dormitory, but she was confident that no one could escape her grasp.

Hearing Lu Xiaoshuang say that everything was fine, Zhou Yi felt much relieved. He found a small shop by the roadside and planned to go in and get something to eat.

Although it was lunchtime, the restaurant was nearly empty. The owner, hearing Zhou Yi speak Mandarin, knew he wasn't a local and started chatting with him in heavily accented Mandarin.

"We're poor in Anyuan, so very few people from other places come here," the owner said. "You've come at the wrong time. Our Anyuan watermelons are the best. Come back in the summer to eat watermelons. Freshly picked watermelons, rinsed with cold water, are sweet and juicy."

"Also, there's a small hill park with lots of monkeys. It's quite famous. You should go see it if you have the chance. Those monkeys are very smart."

Zhou Yi nodded and said he had gone to see it today.

"Is the boss here to buy chicken too?" The boss brought over the dishes Zhou Yi had ordered and placed down a small plate of side dishes.

"Boss, I didn't order this, did I?"

"It's for you."

"Thanks, boss. You said you wanted to buy chicken?"

"Yes, watermelons and monkeys are specialties of Anyuan, but now Anyuan is also famous for something else: chicken farming."

"Raising chickens?" This was something Zhou Yi didn't know.

The boss said that Anyuan has no industries, and the best jobs are in a few state-owned factories, so many people don't even have a decent job to earn money.

Later, some people started raising livestock and made money, so more and more people followed suit. Seeing that livestock farming could boost the economy, the local government vigorously promoted it. As a result, within a few years, chicken farms were everywhere in Anyuan, making it a well-known chicken production area, and chicken production far exceeded that of watermelons.

The boss said enviously, "Those who started raising livestock the earliest are all big bosses now, each one of them is rolling in money. They all have several wives."

Zhou Yi said, "Several wives? Bigamy is a crime in our country."

The boss laughed heartily: "You're a funny young man. What crime did you commit? It's not like you actually got a marriage certificate, kept a mistress, or had an affair. As long as you pay the money, that's all that matters. There are plenty of beautiful women, but few rich men."

"The owner of the chicken farm where my wife works has three wives, each with a house and a child. They all receive their paychecks on time every month. They're an incredibly happy family."

If I, at only twenty-three years old, had heard this, I would have been very surprised.

But for Zhou Yi now, it's just a matter of laughing it off.

Anyuan is indeed underdeveloped, as can be seen from the local infrastructure situation.

However, the less developed a place is, the more likely a small group of people are to control a large amount of wealth, somewhat like local tyrants or landlords.

On the contrary, in economically developed areas, the bigger the storm, the more people will use their unique abilities to overcome difficulties.

Zhou Yi laughed and said, "So, boss, you're envious of people who have three wives and four concubines?"

"No way, you can't do this if you're not lucky. Take Mr. Hu, the first person in Anyuan to do a breeding business, for example. He drank himself to death. After he died, his family was in big turmoil. Three illegitimate children appeared out of nowhere, and they fought over the inheritance for years. We're just ordinary people, we can only wear the size of our own pants." The boss chuckled, but his words, though rough, were true.

Zhou Yi gave a thumbs up and said, "Boss, you have such a good understanding. With that kind of understanding, you're sure to have a prosperous future."

"Hey young man, I'll take your kind words to heart. Here, let me bring you another bottle of beer," the boss said generously.

"No, no, I don't usually drink alcohol."

"Give me a bottle of soda." Without waiting for a reply, the shopkeeper picked up a can of soda and placed it on his table.

Zhou Yi took a look and exclaimed, "Hey, it's Jianlibao!"

Sure, sure, I'll add it to the bill when I pay later.

"Young man, I wish you booming business as well," the boss said with a smile.

Zhou Yi almost spat out the food in his mouth, and quickly drank some Jianlibao to calm himself down.

The boss looked at him with a puzzled expression, wondering why he was reacting this way.

"Boss, I'm a police officer, a criminal investigator," Zhou Yi explained helplessly.

"Oh, oh, I'm so sorry, I thought you came here to do business. Just pretend I didn't say anything, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Zhou Yi said that ignorance is no excuse and that the boss should not be blamed.

Perhaps knowing Zhou Yi's identity, the boss dared not speak to him anymore.

Customers came one after another, all of them locals, and obviously regulars, greeting the owner in the local dialect.

Just as Zhou Yi was finishing his meal, an elderly woman with gray hair led a little girl of about five or six years old into the room.

The old lady had a sour face, as if someone owed her money.

The little girl was dirty, her hair was tangled, and she was wearing quite a few clothes, but she had a runny nose and kept sucking her fingers.

The combination seemed a bit odd, and Zhou Yi couldn't help but take a second look.

The old lady scolded the little girl a few times in the local dialect, and then said a few words to the shop owner.

Zhou Yi thought the old lady wanted to order some dishes, but the owner took out a plastic bag from the kitchen. It contained what looked like scraps of food, both meat and vegetables.

After thanking the shopkeeper with a bow and scrape, the old lady turned and left. The little girl quickly called out "Grandma!" and then hurried after her, grabbing the old lady's clothes.

After the two left, Zhou Yi took out his money to pay the bill and asked curiously, "Boss, this old man and the young man look a bit strange."

The boss sighed, "Ah, two unfortunate souls."

"What do you mean?"

"That's a long story. If you're not busy, I can tell you about it."

"Not busy," Zhou Yi said, handing the money to the shopkeeper.

Upon seeing this, the shop owner quickly said, "There's too much. I promised to give you this soda for free."

"It's just a small business, so don't stand on ceremony with me. Let's talk about that grandmother and grandson instead."

"Alright then, I'll bring you another dish next time." The shopkeeper said after taking the money. "Officer, let me tell you, this old woman isn't that little girl's grandmother."

"grandmother?"

"No, no, the two are not related by blood at all. This old woman is that child's creditor."

"What?"

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