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

Chapter 347 Accountant Fan

According to the old man at the crematorium, on January 29th, Li Tiewang did indeed bring a truckload of dead chickens to be burned in the afternoon, and then left after burning them.

But around 6 p.m., a small truck drove up again, but he hadn't received a call beforehand.

Then a person got off the car. This person was not Li Tiewang, but a middle-aged man wearing glasses whom he had never seen before.

The other party claimed to be from Guangming Trading Company. They said that when Li Tiewang was pretending to be dead today, he missed a part of it, and they happened to notice, so they quickly pulled him over.

The old man glanced at the dead chicken on the truck and said, "What's the rush? I'm about to get off work. Can't you come tomorrow?"

The bespectacled man smiled and said he was sorry for troubling him, but since he had already brought him here, he asked the old man to help him out.

The old man said the other person gave him a pack of good cigarettes, so he didn't say anything more.

However, he also told the other party that he could not light the incinerator without an order, otherwise he would be fired if his superiors found out.

The man smiled and said he knew the rules, then took out a form and gave it to him. After checking the form and finding no problems, he lit the incinerator.

"Grandpa, did you see him burn the chicken to death?" Zhou Yi asked.

The old man shook his head and said that the incinerator was located at the back. Usually, after submitting the form, the driver would drive the car over, and after the incinerator was burned, the car would drive away.

Zhou Yi immediately asked the old man to lead the way so he could personally see the location of the incinerator.

The group braved the rain and walked around the guardhouse to the back. The old man pointed to a dark doorway and said, "That's it."

There are two peeling wooden doors, each about one meter wide, with chains and locks hanging on them.

“Open it,” Zhou Yi said.

The old man took out his key and unlocked the door.

With the clanging of chains being untied, the two wooden doors creaked open.

Even though it was daytime, the room was still pitch black.

As soon as Zhou Yi stepped inside, he felt a faint chill.

There was nothing inside except a cement brick wall with a square iron door about a meter in size embedded in it. The iron door was the entrance to the incinerator.

This type of brick kiln-structured incinerator is quite old, which explains why a new crematorium was built, as many later incinerators were of a one-piece metal structure.

Simply put, it means more intense firepower, and it burns faster and more cleanly.

This location is quite secluded; it's so safe that it could easily roast a person, let alone a chicken.

After all, this was originally an incinerator used to burn corpses.

Zhou Yi asked the old man how long it took that night.

The old man thought for a moment and replied that it seemed to be taking longer than usual. He was in a hurry to get home to watch TV, so he ran over to ask him how it was going.

The person said it would be ready soon, almost done.

The old man said apologetically that he was leaving first and asked the old man to close the gate behind him when he left.

This means that the person had ample time to dispose of the bones that were not properly cooked.

"Grandpa, when was the last time the ash in the incinerator was cleaned?" Zhou Yi opened the iron door on the furnace wall and looked inside. It was pitch black, like an abyss leading to hell.

The old man's answer left him utterly devastated.

last month.

Xia Yu, who was standing nearby, asked, "Should we call the technical department to conduct an on-site investigation?"

Although the technical department is already incredibly busy today.

Zhou Yi shook his head: "There's no need for that. With the current technology, it would be pointless to investigate. Let the technical staff focus more on the on-site investigations."

Although Li Tiewang was relieved that he had been cleared of suspicion, his heart pounded as he listened to the two policemen's words.

Turning my head to look at the incinerator that I used to be so familiar with, I now felt a chill run down my spine.

"Li Tiewang," Zhou Yi called out.

"I'm here, officer, I'm here."

Do you remember the man with glasses that the old man mentioned?

The person capable of doing this couldn't possibly be someone outside the company.

Li Tiewang pondered, "Nobody in our transportation department wears glasses either."

Zhou Yi asked the old man to recall carefully what other characteristics this person had.

The old man thought about it for a long time, as if he were constipated, and finally said, "That person seems to have a mole on his chin."

After the old man finished speaking, Zhou Yi and Xia Yu looked at Li Tiewang.

Li Tiewang thought for a moment and said, "If that's the case, then it might be Accountant Fan. He wears glasses and has a mole on his chin."

……

After investigation, it was confirmed that the accountant Fan mentioned by Li Tiewang was actually named Fan Zhongliang. He was the head of the finance department of Zheng Guangming's company and had been with Zheng Guangming for many years. Everyone knew that Fan Zhongliang was a person Zheng Guangming trusted.

This is normal. In these private companies, the people who manage the money are usually people the boss trusts, either relatives or old friends.

Fan Zhongliang is forty-one years old this year. He gives people the impression of being refined and gentle, and speaks slowly and deliberately.

Li Tiewang couldn't understand why Fan Zhongliang, an accountant, would send a dead chicken to be burned; it was simply not something he should be doing.

Zhou Yi thought so too. This was not something an accountant should do at all. Even if there was a leak when loading the previous truck, so what? They could just find someone to deliver it.

And just like the old man said, why not just bring them over tomorrow? Why rush to burn them that very night? Another interesting point is that Li Tiewang said he wasn't transporting a flock of chickens that died of disease, but rather a flock of chickens that had been poisoned.

The biggest difference between the two is that the time of death from illness is uncontrollable, but the time of death from poisoning can be controlled by human intervention.

And those two identical forms shouldn't be hard for Fan Zhongliang to get, given his status.

All these anomalies coincided with the timing of Yang Jian's disappearance.

Zhou Yi was certain that there was something wrong here.

So he and Xia Yu immediately began to investigate the situation.

Li Tiewang should be cleared of suspicion, so we don't need to worry about him for now.

The key to the old man's case was to show him Fan Zhongliang's file photo and have him identify whether the person on that day was Fan Zhongliang.

The result was no surprise. The old man looked at the photo on the household registration information and said with certainty that it was indeed this person.

Then Zhou Yi and his group headed straight for No. 5 Guangming Chicken Farm, the same chicken farm where Yang Jian worked.

Li Tiewang said that each chicken farm has a person in charge who is responsible for the daily affairs and personnel arrangements of the chicken farm.

So Zhou Yi and his team found the person in charge of Chicken Farm No. 5 and confirmed some surprising information from him.

The chicken farm manager confirmed several things.

First, on January 29th, Yang Jian did not come to work. At the time, the person in charge thought that he had something to do at home or was not feeling well, since it was inconvenient to find him without a phone.

He never came back after that, so people assumed he went to work somewhere else. After all, a mechanic like him is much more sought after than a worker like Sister Huang.

But what struck him as odd was that the company paid salaries in advance before the Lunar New Year, and since it was in cash, everyone had to sign for it and collect it themselves.

As a result, Yang Jian didn't even come to collect his January salary, which was very unusual, because everyone knew that he had spent all his savings on his wife's medical treatment and was in dire need of money.

The person in charge said that Yang Jian's salary is still in the drawer, and patted his desk as he spoke.

Zhou Yi directly said that she would hand it over to the police, who would then pass it on to Yang Jian's daughter, as it was what she deserved.

Although it may not be a large sum, it is still a very precious amount of money for the little girl and the old lady.

In addition, Zhou Yi doubted the veracity of the person in charge's statement.

In fact, after Zhou Yi said that, the other person broke out in a cold sweat. Then, he pretended to search for a while, and finally secretly took out more than three hundred yuan from his wallet under the table and awkwardly handed it to Zhou Yi.

So it's obvious he embezzled the money, yet he's pretending to be a good person.

He never expected that Zhou Yi would directly ask him for money.

Zhou Yi had Xia Yu write him a receipt and told him to keep it safe. If he was worried that the police hadn't given the money to Yang Jian's family, he could go directly to the Public Security Bureau to report it.

He was so frightened that he kept saying he dared not.

The second thing was to confirm that on January 29th, the company did indeed send Li Tiewang to pick up a truckload of dead chickens.

But the key lies in these dead chickens.

These chickens didn't die of disease; he personally poisoned them.

But he didn't know why he had to do it, because someone from the company called him and told him to do it.

But this person was not the accountant Fan Zhongliang, but the company's chairman Zheng Guangming.

This information was far beyond Zhou Yi's expectations. From a power perspective, Fan Zhongliang would indeed never allow him to do such a thing.

Even if Fan Zhongliang is Zheng Guangming's confidant, he is unlikely to listen to him on this matter. If someone is held accountable for this, who will bear the losses?
But Zheng Guangming was different. Zheng Guangming called him personally, so even if he found it strange, he had to do as he was told.

So that morning, he personally selected about a hundred chickens, poisoned them with rat poison, and then piled them up to wait for Li Tiewang to come and take them away.

Because Zheng Guangming had told him on the phone that this matter should not be known to anyone else.

The third thing was even more outrageous. No sooner had Li Tiewang taken away the batch of dead chickens than Zheng Guangming called again.

Tell him to prepare another batch of chickens, poison them to death in the same way, and then around five o'clock, Fan Zhongliang will drive over to pick them up.

Zheng Guangming warned him over the phone that he was not allowed to tell anyone about this, or he would be fired and would be unable to find a job in Anyuan.

Zhou Yi asked him what to say now.

He said with a frightened look that something had happened to Mr. Zheng's family and that the news was already spreading like wildfire. He was afraid of getting into trouble, so he swore that everything he said was the truth.

Then around 5 a.m. that day, Fan Zhongliang arrived in a company van and carried the dead chicken away by himself.

He went up to ask if he needed help, but Fan Zhongliang glared at him and told him not to come any closer.

This outcome was both within Zhou Yi's expectations and unexpected.

He was almost certain that the purpose of poisoning the chicken was to deceive everyone and burn Yang Jian's body.

Yang Jian's body was definitely hidden under that pile of dead chickens in the car Fan Zhongliang was driving!
This trick of switching the beams and pillars is really ruthless. If it weren't for the help of the old man at the crematorium, this matter would have been very difficult to investigate.

But what he didn't expect was that the mastermind behind the whole thing was Zheng Guangming, and Fan Zhongliang was just his henchman.

The question is, why would Zheng Guangming, a big boss, go to such lengths to kill a lowly mechanic under his command?

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