You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 84 Workers' Guesthouse.

The next day.

As soon as Yang Jinwen opened his eyes, Zheng Kang started shouting from downstairs with a megaphone.

"Detective team, we have a mission. You have five minutes to get downstairs!"

During this critical time, no one dared to slack off. They quickly dressed and rushed downstairs.

He Jinbo and Zheng Kang stood under the loquat tree, like two kangaroos ready for battle, heads held high, exuding a powerful aura.

The veteran detectives were adept at reading faces, and with just a glance, they knew that these two old guys must have received some important information.

Sure enough, once everyone had arrived, He Jinbo took the megaphone from Zheng Kang.

He coughed first, looked at Yang Jinwen, and then said, "Comrades, after the arduous investigation by our joint defense team and the police station, we have indeed found clues near the East China Bus Station and the Workers' Cultural Center."

The two thugs in the sketch had appeared in these two places multiple times, and they had also booked a room at a nearby guesthouse.

This is good news. Whether we can identify these two people depends on today. Everyone listen carefully, I'm going to assign tasks!

……

After half an hour.

Yang Jinwen drove a white Santana LX, taking Zheng Kang and Jiang Jianbing to a guesthouse near the Workers' Cultural Center.

This Santana LX was provided by the bureau because Zheng Kang was promoted to deputy captain, so it was naturally a modified stolen car.

As the apprentice, Yang Jinwen took the key without hesitation.

He remembered that in his past life, the two of them were still riding that sidecar motorcycle at this time.

Unexpectedly, just over a month after being reborn, everything has been upgraded.

Sitting in the back seat, Jiang Jianbing exclaimed, "Yang Jinwen, I didn't expect you to drive so smoothly, even better than Lao Xu."

Yang Jinwen smiled and said, "I could drive when I was ten years old. I touched all the cars owned by the steel mill."

"Old Zheng, look at this, this is the deputy factory director's son, his treatment is indeed different."

Zheng Kang was rubbing his ankle. He had twisted his ankle last night, and although he had applied a plaster, it was still a little sore.

"Stop talking nonsense, we're almost there."

Yang Jinwen parked the car on the side of the road, and the three of them got out and headed straight for the entrance of the guesthouse.

Although it was called 'Workers' Hostel', it was privately owned.

Behind the counter sat a plump proprietress with big, wavy hair. She was sitting in her chair, reading today's morning paper.

On the page facing Yang Jinwen and his team, there was a news report about the robbery of bus 705, along with sketches of the two perpetrators and a call for clues.

The other party didn't notice them entering, so Zheng Kang stepped forward and knocked on the counter.

The landlady put the newspaper aside, glanced at them, and asked, "What's up?"

She clearly didn't think anyone would come to stay at the hotel so early.

Moreover, judging from the demeanor of these three people, they are either thugs or police officers.

Zheng Kang took out his ID and showed it to her: "They're from the Criminal Investigation Team. They want to ask you some questions."

The proprietress frowned, placed the newspaper on the counter, stood up, and asked warily, "What is it?"

"Find two people."

The shop owner complained, "Officers, you can't come to check every day! This is a small business, we can't afford your constant interference..."

After she finished speaking, she reached under the counter, took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, and placed it in front of Zheng Kang.

Zheng Kang didn't even look at it and pushed it back: "Don't try that on me."

The proprietress bit her lip and rolled her eyes: "So what do you want? All day long, I'm either dealing with you or those thugs. You'll ruin my shop sooner or later!" Zheng Kang picked up the newspaper on the counter, turned it over, and pointed to the two sketches on it with his finger.

Do you know these two people?

The proprietress followed his gaze, looked down, and froze.

She then shook her head: "I don't know him."

"You really don't recognize me?"

"Where would I know them?" The proprietress glanced away, looking elsewhere.

At this moment, Yang Jinwen stepped forward, unfolded the newspaper, laid it on the counter, and pointed to the reward amount below the portrait.

The amounts ranged from five thousand to twenty thousand, divided into several tiers.

Yang Jinwen looked up at her: "Do you recognize me now?"

The proprietress's heart skipped a beat when she saw the number on it.

Zheng Kang said, “We know it’s not easy for you to run a business. We’re not here to cause you trouble, but someone saw these two people around here and they even stayed at your guesthouse.”

The proprietress's expression changed extremely quickly, even more so than Stephen Chow's.

She frowned, then relaxed, and said thoughtfully, "I feel like I've seen this somewhere before."

After she finished speaking, she pointed to the five thousand yuan written in the newspaper: "You really want to give this reward?"

Zheng Kang nodded: "Really, as long as you can provide clues."

The proprietress quickly pulled out an account book from under the counter, flipped through a few pages, and said, "You guys keep your word, don't try to fool us ordinary folks."

Zheng Kang said impatiently, "Hurry up!"

The landlady moved her finger down the ledger: "These two people stayed at our guesthouse. They checked out at 7 p.m. on June 29 and checked out at 6 p.m. on July 4. They stayed for about five days."

Zheng Kang snatched the ledger from her hand and examined it carefully, checking the time.

Yang Jinwen and Jiang Jianbing also went over and looked at the name registered on it: Wang Xi.

There is also an ID number after the name.

Zheng Kang pointed to the portrait in the newspaper: "Who is this Wang Xi?"

"It's him." The proprietress pointed to the man with the 3/7 hairstyle.

Yang Jinwen asked, "Does the ID card he showed match his appearance?"

“Of course it matches!” the landlady said confidently. “We are a legitimate guesthouse. We don’t allow anyone to stay if they have a fake ID or no ID at all.”

As soon as she finished speaking, footsteps echoed down the stairs behind the counter.

Yang Jinwen looked over, but because the ceiling blocked his view, he could only see a pair of red high heels on the steps, with black stockings on the calves.

A woman's voice came from the stairwell: "Sister Zhang, I'm done. That son of a bitch tormented me last night."

Upon hearing this, the proprietress's face immediately darkened.

After the woman came downstairs, she saw the three burly men standing behind the counter and smiled, "Sister Zhang, you're already getting business so early?"

"Stop talking!" the landlady snapped, then glanced timidly at Zheng Kang and the others: "Officer, I'm certain these two people have stayed at our guesthouse for five days. It's them, no doubt about it!"

Upon hearing the words "police officer," the woman coming downstairs immediately shrank back, hid her handbag behind her back, and prepared to slip out through the back door.

"Just wait a minute!"

At this moment, Yang Jinwen called her back.

(End of this chapter)