While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 664
When Yegor walked out of the bar, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Looking at his wet hands that had just been cleaned, Yegor raised his arm, turned around and shook the side of the pocket to Oleg behind him.

"Officer Yegor, it's a good habit to wipe clean after washing your hands." Oleg understood, looked at the pocket on Yegor's waist, muttered, took out his mobile phone and connected it, and put it close to Yegor's ear.

"It's Anton." Seeing the caller's name on the phone, Yegor quickly said, "Turn on the speakerphone."

After a while, Oleg hung up the call, handed the phone back to Yegor who had dried his hands on his clothes, and said in a deep voice: "Sun's analysis makes sense, but in this way, our search work will change." very difficult.”

"If the target is a person..." Yegor held the phone for a moment and pondered for a moment, then suddenly grinned: "...It seems that no matter what aspect it is, it can be regarded as an explanation."

"The premise is to catch someone, Officer Yegor." Oleg reminded Yegor, and then analyzed: "From Sun's analysis, this person organized and planned this case, and then contacted the identity of the deceased. There must be a master messenger behind it."

"Therefore, we must capture this man. If he is also killed, we will find the truth of this case as difficult as finding a stone buried deep underground in Siberia."

Yegor's expression froze for a moment, and he glanced at Oleg angrily: "I just hope that the one you mentioned may not appear, otherwise not only will this case become an unsolved case, but there will also be a case on our resume." A stain that can't be washed away in a lifetime!"

After all, Yegor turned on his mobile phone, kept making calls and issued instructions one after another, and his low growl sounded from time to time in the middle, like a roaring polar bear.

An hour later, on the bank of the Iset River, more than ten kilometers away from the villa where the crime occurred, Song He looked carefully at the ground, and stood up solemnly: "This is it."

"The scene has been cleaned up, but the indentation marks of cars passing by cannot be completely erased just by cleaning the surface, especially a truck carrying four people." Song He said, pointing to the river bank. Malu's ground said: "Anton, let the survey team and salvage team come."

Anton leaned down and stared at the ground carefully, blinked vigorously, and then saw that there was indeed a slight difference in the compactness of the soil dug by Song He. With a sigh in his heart, he began to contact the relevant team and inform Yegor .

Soon, the relevant teams arrived quickly, and salvage began after the survey was completed, and Anton returned to Song He after arranging the on-site work.

"Anton, this place was carefully selected by the murderer." Song He pointed to the Iset River not far away, knelt down to pick up a stone, and said while drawing a map on the ground: "The Iset River Crossing Yecheng, many sections of the river have been fenced."

"Even in places without guardrails, the width of the river and the depth of the river are different in different locations. It should not be easy to find a location where the river can completely submerge the truck and leave no obvious marks on the river bank."

"And this location is precisely the river closest to the villa where the crime occurred, which has no guardrails and is convenient for destroying corpses and removing traces."

Anton looked at the map of Yecheng and the map of the Iset River drawn by Song He. He understood instantly and whispered: "The murderer is a person who has lived in the local area for a long time!"

"It's very possible, and of course it's also possible that he is carrying out a plan made by someone else." Song He nodded and added, then stood up and said, "But no matter what the possibility is, this murderer was ordered by others to commit crimes, so He must have clues to the identity of the main messenger."

"As far as I am concerned, I hope that he is the planner of the case, rather than the executor who rigidly executes other people's established plans."

Qi Weigang and Lu Jing looked at each other thoughtfully and nodded slightly, while Anton asked curiously, "Why?"

"The roles are different, and the thinking is different." Song He shook his head and sighed with an ugly face, and explained: "Because if he is the executor, it means that he is controlled by others, and it is easy for the people behind him to cut off the clues. He'll be fine."

"And if it is the planner, it means that he has stronger subjective initiative and will not be easily killed by the person who ordered him. Although this will make it more difficult for us to hunt down, the probability of capturing him alive and making a deal with him It will grow a lot."

Anton frowned and thought for a long time, and finally understood Song He's meaning. The policeman's eyes widened: "Sun, you are as wise as an arctic fox!"

"I can only chase the criminal's tail." Song He waved his hands with a wry smile, and suddenly heard the sound of salvage workers coming from the river in the distance.

It turned out that a salvage worker who went into the water to check had just returned to the shore and was reporting to those who were waiting for the results.

He said angrily: "A truck! Four people! They are all grown men! Damn it! They were all shot!"

After Song He listened, a cold light flashed in his slightly squinted eyes, and Anton said firmly, "Anton, this murderer is very dangerous. Shooting and killing two people who have no ability to resist does not explain anything."

"However, being able to kill four adult males, even when they are unprepared, is not something ordinary people can do."

Anton frowned tightly, nodded and immediately took out his mobile phone to notify Yegor, not daring to neglect at all.

……

"Bastard!"

Yegor, who was in an apartment, cursed loudly. After hanging up the phone, he looked at an Asian man slumped on the sofa with cold eyes. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at the Asian man. on the head.

The Asian man's face was covered with blood, the bridge of his nose was crooked, and one eye could no longer be opened. The other eye, which was still intact, looked at Yegor's resolute and fierce eyes, and he couldn't help but flashed a bit of shock.

"It seems that my methods are still too gentle." Yegor glanced at the blood on the joints on the back of his hand, opened the safety of the pistol as if nothing had happened, and pressed the trigger with his index finger: "I didn't expect that you would look at those smuggled bastards more Your life is more important."

"Forget it, your subordinates should also know what you know. Take your head to find them, and maybe you can gain something."

The Asian man was about to speak in horror, but Yegor had already pulled the trigger!

boom!
The smell of gunpowder permeated the entire room in an instant. Yegor looked at the eye-catching wall, moved his gaze to Oleg who pushed his arm away, and asked coldly, "Why stop me?"

Oleg looked at Yegor calmly, pointed at the Asian man with a frightened expression and sweating profusely, and said calmly, "He has something to say."

"Oh?" Yegor moved his cold eyes to the Asian man, and once again put the smoking and somewhat hot muzzle on the Asian man's head: "If you have any last words, hurry up and say it, don't worry about it." Delay me from doing business."

"Yesterday, yesterday!" The Asian man was so frightened that he couldn't care less about the burning sensation coming from his forehead, he hurriedly said, "Greer bought four people from me! Four people from Southeast Asia! He said he has something to do !"

Ten minutes later, Yegor stood on the side of the road with wet hands and complained: "He even peed in fright! How disgusting!"

Oleg on the side gritted his teeth and said: "Officer Yegor, I need to remind you that if there is any sudden action that requires my cooperation next time, please let me know in advance. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I can do it every time." Push your muzzle away at the exact time!"

Yegor laughed when he heard the words, and put his big wet hands on Oleg's shoulders: "Don't we cooperate perfectly? Oleg, as I said a long time ago, you have talent, you are amazing. talent! Hahahaha!"

After Yegor finished speaking, he strode away. Oleg looked at Yegor's back, a helpless brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he heeled up.

(End of this chapter)