While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 625 Bank Robbery
After reaching a consensus with Wang Ruiyun, Song He returned to the police station and handed over the follow-up matters to Zheng Zewei.

And Zheng Zewei got a lot of benefits this time. Not to mention that the Wang Ruiyun falling incident was almost perfectly solved. The relevant clues collected from Chen Jun alone were enough for him to show his face in the police station.

After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic and cheerful Zheng Zewei, Song He and Zhou Kai drove away from Qing County, discussing the whole story of Wang Ruiyun's falling from the building along the way, feeling a lot of emotion.

"If you can send it to the police academy to hone it, maybe you can turn it around." Zhou Kai said with some regret.

"The character is good, but the three views are not well organized." Song He agreed, and then laughed again: "I'm afraid that if you enter the police academy, you will become a lonely and cruel official when you come out."

Zhou Kai said disapprovingly: "Even if it is a cruel official, it depends on who works in its hands."

Song He shrugged and smiled: "Brother Kai is right."

Seeing Song He's performance, Zhou Kai knew that he had nothing to talk about on this matter, so he changed the subject and said, "Recently, there has been a lot of noise about a bank robbery, have you heard about it?"

Song He has been helping Zheng Zewei with the case recently, so he didn't bother to pay attention to any news, so he asked, "Where is it? Is the amount large?"

Zhou Kai smiled: "It's very interesting. It's in Aocheng. The person who was robbed was Aocheng Bank. The amount is estimated to be [-] million."

"Huh?" The three key words in succession quickly awakened the vigilant beast in Song He's heart, and his eyes rolled suddenly, pretending to be curious and asked: "What's the specific situation?"

Zhou Kai didn't notice Song He's strangeness, recalled it for a while, and seemed to recall something funny: "A group of robbers, six people, robbed a banknote transport vehicle of Aocheng Bank."

"Actually, the whole process was quite strange. Judging from the means and on-site response, these robbers were quite rookies. But they had two timings that were very accurate, that is, the time of the escort of the armored vehicle and the arrival of the police. On-site time."

Hearing this, Song He already equated this bank robbery with the mixed-race man in his heart, but he didn't know whether these robbers were his subordinates or just picked them up randomly.

However, Song He thought that he knew the mixed-race man and Uncle Zhong very well, and after a little thought, he was sure that it was the latter, and that the main messenger was Uncle Zhong.

The reason why this robbery suddenly appeared was 100% because the mixed-race man was bored, and then urged Song He to go to Aocheng to withdraw money.Of course, [-]% of them will meet with each other incidentally, and forcefully ask for a surprise gift.

Song He helplessly complained secretly: Do you think I am Santa Claus?Also a surprise gift!Don’t you know the reason why I don’t dare to withdraw money...

Zhou Kai, who was driving, naturally couldn't hear Song He's heart, and continued: "It was precisely because of these two timings that they successfully hijacked the cash truck before the police arrived."

"But just when the police thought it would take a lot of police force to catch these robbers, they suddenly received a call to the police. A person who claimed to be an enthusiastic citizen provided clues to the location of the robbers and asked the police to arrest them all."

"When arresting the robbers, the Aocheng police discovered that these rookie robbers couldn't even open the safe that contained the money, so they recovered all the money without leaving a penny."

"Now, the police are interrogating these robbers and want to know who they know who provided information on the armored vehicles."

Song He knew that Uncle Zhong would never leave the first and last, but he still asked curiously, "Did you find out?"

Sure enough, Zhou Kai shook his head: "No, they said that a person who claimed to be an enthusiastic citizen told them, and also told them how to get a pistol in Aocheng."

"An enthusiastic citizen again?" Song He suddenly felt a little funny, but soon he felt a sense of ominous premonition, and asked calmly, "Does this enthusiastic citizen have a name?"

Zhou Kai snorted and glanced at Song He strangely: "I don't have a name, but I have a surname. He calls himself Mr. Song, an enthusiastic citizen."

I wipe you shameless!
Song He could hardly control himself from yelling, but fortunately he had a strong ability to control his expression, and while maintaining a calm expression of doubt, his heart seemed to be trampled by ten thousand hippopotamuses, making his head humming!

"My surname is Song?" Song He pressed the roar back to his chest with extreme control, and then squeezed out a few words from his throat: "What about the communication records? Can you find any clues?"

"I didn't find it. It's an anonymous phone card." Zhou Kai glanced at Song He again: "If I didn't follow you every day, I'm afraid I would suspect that you opened a new vest."

Song He hated it, but he responded casually: "When did I impersonate someone else? Don't talk nonsense without evidence!"

Zhou Kai said disdainfully: "When Sun Xiaohai is more famous than you, I'll see what you will do!"

Song He smiled indifferently, but began to think in his heart whether he should go to Aocheng at this time, and in what way he should appear there without a trace.

Back in Yucheng, Song He thought about it, but finally felt that he did not dare to let go of the mixed-race man.

After all, from past experience, Song He can clearly judge that the energy exposed to him by the mixed-race man is only the tip of the iceberg under his control.Thanks to the delicate relationship between himself and the other party, the false identity he used has never been traced.

But not being traced does not mean that there is no ability to trace. Once the other party's expectations fail, I am afraid that it is only a matter of time before the identity is exposed.

What if the mixed-race man comes to the door in person...

Thinking of this, the picture of the mixed-race man chatting and laughing with his parents immediately appeared in Song He's mind, and his brain couldn't help but ache.

"Master, do me a favor." Song He, who couldn't find a suitable opportunity to go to Aocheng, could only ask Shen Jianghe for help: "I'm going to Aocheng, and use a false identity to walk for seven or eight days."

Shen Jianghe on the other end of the phone was a little surprised, but he didn't hear Song He's explanation after waiting for a while, so he understood the reason why he couldn't say it, and confirmed: "Personal matter?"

"Yeah." Song He nodded and said: "I have to go to Aocheng to deal with the karma I got when I was on a mission abroad."

Shen Jianghe thought for a while, Song He had only a handful of times to go abroad on missions, and he had never heard of any difficult people or things to deal with, so he couldn't help but asked with doubts and concerns: "Is it difficult? Do you need me to arrange it?" Can someone handle it for you?"

"No, I'm a foreign friend, and my identity is a bit sensitive." Song He was grateful, and said with a smile: "By the way, you have to help me think of a reason."

"I really owe you!" Shen Jianghe scolded with a smile when he heard this. He turned his eyes and thought: "Let's go to the casino in Aocheng and see if there are any guys who shouldn't be there. Write down a few Come back with a report."

Song He chuckled: "Obey!"

A few days later, using the excuse made up by Shen Jianghe, Song He boarded the plane to Aocheng alone with a freshly released false identity.

At the same time, the mixed-race man who came to Aocheng one step earlier stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of a certain presidential suite, watching the scenery outside the window, and poured a dozen pills into his stomach with water.

"Sure enough, each of the four major gambling cities has its own characteristics." The mixed-race man stretched his waist, and said to himself with implicit expectation: "What gift will I receive this time?"

(End of this chapter)