Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 207 Too Many Doubts
Qi Feng led several policemen to Wanxiang Village.

Zhuang Yanzheng could have called the local police station to inquire about the situation, but he felt it would be safer to send someone over to check on Liu Shitang's residence.

After Qi Feng and his group left, the bank also found out about the news.

Liu Shitang bought the house in full with cash.

Liu Shitang didn't have much money in his bank account; his income and expenses were at most a few thousand yuan.

It's unclear where the cash came from.

"Such a large sum of cash. When Liu Shitang bought the house, he showed his household registration book, ID card, bank statements, and other documents. Didn't anyone find it strange at the time? Weren't they worried that the cash was of dubious origin? Wasn't it verified?" Su Miaoyi asked.

The question was asked, but no relevant information was found.

That is, it didn't attract any special attention at the time.

Maybe they just asked a few questions and then it was done?
Su Miaoyi found it quite strange.

Then I contacted the neighbor in apartment 1602 that very night to ask.

The neighbor bought the house more than ten years ago.

However, after buying the house, I lived there for three years before accompanying my daughter to study abroad.

Now that their daughter has graduated and is coming back, they're thinking of renovating the room so they can move in.

During the three years they lived there, a young couple lived next door, and they left the same young couple.

Therefore, I do not know Liu Shitang and have never met him before.

When I came back to renovate my house two weeks ago, there was no one living next door.

They then contacted the previous owner of apartment 1601.

The previous owner wasn't in Jinghai; he had been doing business in the south for years, and the house had always been rented out until someone bought it a little over a year ago, at which point he sold it.

I don't know anything else.

The community's surveillance footage can only be stored for a maximum of three months.

That evening, Su Miaoyi watched the surveillance footage.

Anyway, in the part of the elevator surveillance footage she watched, no one except the gas inspectors had gone up to the sixteenth floor.

However, the part of the surveillance footage that Lu Zhishen was looking at showed people coming and going.

Besides the couple who returned from abroad in 1602, there were also the renovation team members.

Zhuang Yanzheng has already contacted the renovation team and sent the police to inquire.

According to the downstairs neighbors, Liu Shitang may have been murdered more than a year ago.

However, we still need to see the autopsy results. Since the body was frozen, the time of death may not be accurate.

Therefore, it is still necessary to review the surveillance footage from the past three months.

I didn't sleep all night again.

Lu Zhishen pounded his legs, which were aching, swollen, and sore.

That night, Su Miaoyi didn't see anything on the surveillance cameras, nor did she see anything herself.

She stood up, stretched, rubbed her lower back, and turned her head to see Lu Zhishen massaging his legs.

A night passed, and Lu Zhishen's tied-up hair had come undone.

Su Miaoyi looked at his hair, then touched her own.

Her hair was already oily, while Lu Zhishen's was quite fluffy.

We all have hair, so why do other people use so little shampoo?

“I always feel that you have a bit too much blood and energy,” Su Miaoyi suddenly said.

Lu Zhishen looked up at her: "Try walking for more than four hours, and then staying up all night."

He stopped talking as he was speaking.

Because the person in front of me had also walked for more than four hours and had also stayed up all night.

"I have plenty of energy and blood, and I'm in good health," Lu Zhishen said confidently about his health.

Su Miaoyi chuckled, "That's what it looks like to have plenty of energy and blood." She watched Zhuang Yanzheng walk over, briskly, taking long strides.

Lu Zhishen looked at him, then lowered his head again: "That level of absurdity makes me tired just looking at it now."

"I'm not watching anymore, it's tiring for me to watch." Su Miaoyi sat back down in her chair.

"Can I call you two the 'Qi-deficient siblings' from now on?" the policeman next to him said.

Su Miaoyi and Lu Zhishen looked at him together, then sighed together, neither of them saying a word.

I no longer have the strength to speak.

"I've never seen someone with such poor blood and qi who can fight so well." Zhuang Yanzheng placed breakfast on the table. "Any clues?"

Su Miaoyi and Lu Zhishen shook their heads together.

"What about the renovation team?" Su Miaoyi asked, taking a steamed bun.

"There were no leads, but we've asked around and the people on the surveillance footage all match up," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Lu Zhishen inserted the soy milk into the container and handed it to Su Miaoyi, then took another one for himself: "What about Qi Feng's side?"

"Eat first, then we'll talk in the conference room," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

After he finished speaking, Su Miaoyi and Lu Zhishen got up with their steamed buns.

“Eating is prohibited in the meeting room,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

They both sat down again.

They quickly finished eating and went to the conference room.

Everyone's eyes were bloodshot from staying up so long.

Zhuang Yanzheng didn't waste any words and said directly, "Liu Shitang sold his house in Wanxiang Village five years ago. After talking to the villagers, I learned that Liu Shitang usually idles away his time. He can't even cultivate the six acres of land at home properly, and he doesn't even weed. He spends money as soon as he has it, and after spending it all, he does odd jobs to earn a little money, and then spends it all again."

"What about the money from selling the house?" Su Miaoyi remembered that there hadn't been any transfers of more than five figures into his bank account.

“Cash transaction, a total of 80,000 yuan,” Qi Feng said. “The villagers said that not long after the house was sold, more than 50,000 yuan was stolen, and even after reporting it to the police, it was not recovered. The rest was probably spent soon after. Anyway, the impression he gives people is that he has never had much money.”

Su Miaoyi frowned, inwardly condemning the person who stole the money, and then asked, "Where will you live after the house is sold?"

“They built a simple house outside the village, a small fireproof box with big waves, just big enough to fit a bed.” Zhuang Yanzheng put down a photo.

Everyone is looking at the screen.

Judging from the photos, the makeshift house was a mess. The bed was piled high with clothes, and next to it were a washbasin, a bucket, a television, and a kettle. In another corner, there was a pile of waste cardboard and plastic bottles.

The space in the makeshift houses was already small, and with so many of them, there was almost no room to put your feet down, and not even enough room to sleep on the beds.

"What do you do when you do odd jobs?" Lu Zhishen asked.

"He'll go to whoever has a lot of land and needs help. It's about a hundred a day," Qi Feng said.

Lu Zhishen nodded.

“Everyone in the village says they haven’t seen him for over a year,” Qi Feng said.

"The person is gone, didn't you call the police?"

“The town’s police station has records. A year ago, in July of last year, the village said that Liu Shitang had gone missing and reported it to the police station. They sent people to look for him, but they couldn’t find him,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “The missing person poster that Qi Feng photographed on the utility pole was for Liu Shitang.”

“Everyone in the village thought he might have gotten lost or something had happened to him,” Qi Feng said.

"Did the villagers say anything unusual?" Su Miaoyi asked.

“More than a year ago, around March of last year, I heard from people in the village that he suddenly bought a new mobile phone, the latest model from last year, which cost more than 8,000 yuan, and he showed it off for a long time,” Qi Feng said.

“When the villagers asked him where he got the money, he wouldn’t say. Then someone joked that he might have stolen it, and he got into a fight with them. He then said that he was going to get rich and that he would not only buy a new cell phone, but also a big house, so that they would be envious.”

Su Miaoyi and Lu Zhishen were both puzzled for a moment, then exchanged a glance.

"Didn't anyone ask him where the money came from?" Lu Zhishen asked.

“Some people asked, but he wouldn’t say. He just kept saying he was going to get rich. After that, the villagers saw him less often in the village, and then he completely disappeared,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “So because of this, some villagers suspect he was taken away by some criminal gang.”

Just then, a policeman came over and said, "Captain Zhuang, there's a murder case."

　Goodnight everybody

　　(End of this chapter)