While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 731 Searching the Room
"Boss, I find that your demands are getting more and more abnormal now." Liu Yun complained as usual, and then replied: "I can only get part of it. The underground banks in Hong Kong City are not only run by regular commercial firms, but There are some gray or black groups doing it too."

"Get what you can get." Song He thought about Deng Songyu's character, and said: "The ones with better reputation, the ones who only look at the deposit certificate and don't look at the person."

"I have to contact my friends in Hong Kong City." Liu Yun nodded and added: "It will take a certain amount of time. After all, some underground banks are willing to spend their money and hand over the data to some peers with good technology for protection."

"You can do as you see, I only need the data within four months." Song He put forward his own request, and hung up the phone after a few pleasantries.

Then Song He opened the murder hunting system, looked through the list of tasks to be received, and saw that there was no task about Yan Jinheng, so he put out his chances, lay on the bed with his eyes closed, and prepared to go all out to arrest Yan Jinheng.

The next morning, Wang Yongjie drove to the hotel early in the morning, picked up Song He and went straight to Yan Jinheng's home.

"I greeted the relevant departments last night. Let's go directly. They will prepare the documents." Wang Yongjie explained, and then looked at Song He eagerly, "Can you really predict people's behavior?"

Song He was stunned for a moment, looking at Wang Yongjie who behaved completely differently from last night, and the other party's eyes that tended to stay up late, he immediately understood.

"Did you make a lot of phone calls last night?" Song He asked with a smile.

"They say you are like a magic stick." Although Wang Yongjie has only spent a short time with Song He, he already knows that the person in front of him is an easy-going person, so he will not be restrained.

"Listen to this, the person who gave you the news doesn't look like a serious person." Song He blinked his eyes, laughed and explained: "It's all based on some details. Captain Wang is interested and will be at Yan Jinheng's house later. Let’s talk?”

"I wish for it!" Wang Yongjie scratched his head excitedly, and drove the car excitedly, and drove the car downstairs to Yan Jinheng's house in a short while.

Not long after getting off the car, a police officer came downstairs to Yan Jinheng's home with several documents, and found Song He and Wang Yongjie standing at the door of the unit.

"Team Wang, here is the document." The police officer handed the document to Wang Yongjie and then asked, "When will I open the door?"

"Now. [-]." Wang Yongjie pointed to the upstairs, then pointed to the police officer walking towards the unit building, and said to Song He: "Our technicians specialize in unlocking."

"Team Wang is well prepared." Song He nodded with a smile, and followed Wang Yongjie upstairs.

After a while, the door of Yan Jinheng's house opened. Song He put on his gloves and gloves and walked into the room slowly.

Yan Jinheng's home is not big, it's just a simple one-bedroom, with simple decoration and rather monotonous furnishings, nothing special about it.

After going back and forth twice in the room, and checking some corners, Song He shook his head and smiled, "Team Wang, it's unlikely that Yan Jinheng will come back."

"How to say?" Wang Yongjie, who was also checking Yan Jinheng's room, stopped when he heard this, and stood up to look at Song He.

"Judging from the living environment, Yan Jinheng is not a fussy person." Song He pointed to Yan Jinheng's bedroom and living room: "But no matter how fussy a person is, there is still a difference in the psychological state of a short-term trip and the decision not to return for a long time."

"And this kind of difference in heart will be reflected in behavior, and putting it on Yan Jinheng will erase some things that he doesn't want us to find out. Look at Team Wang."

After Song He finished speaking, he came to the sofa in the living room and slowly moved the sofa aside.

I saw that the ground exposed because the sofa was removed was full of dust, but there was a square ashless mark in the middle of the dust, as if there was a box there.

"Looking at this mark, it should be that I just took out the box that was placed here a while ago." Song He said, picking up a tin mooncake box that seemed to have been randomly placed on the coffee table, and gently placed it on the ashes-free mark superior.

"It's this box!" Wang Yongjie saw that the shape of the mooncake box and the ashless imprint fit perfectly together, and he couldn't help asking curiously: "What's inside the box?"

"It may be money." Song He opened the box, but saw that it was empty, so he lowered his head and sniffed it, and suddenly smiled: "The iron box is sealed, and the smell of the original things remains inside. It is indeed money, no matter what it should be. not too much."

"And besides this, there is also here."

Song He opened another wardrobe, revealing the space inside.

I saw some clothes piled up messily on the left side of the closet. Many of them looked like they should be washed, but they were stuffed into the closet in a pile, making people look uncomfortable.

"From the climate point of view, the stacking of these clothes should be in line with the seasons and temperature changes." Song He pointed to the piled clothes and said: "But now the winter clothes are at the top, and the summer and autumn clothes are thrown at the bottom." bottom."

"Thus, these clothes should have been on the right side of the closet, but Yan Jinheng turned them to the left side in order to find out what was hidden under the clothes."

Wang Yongjie looked at the right side of the other party's wardrobe, which had nothing on it, and wondered, "What could it be?"

"It's obviously more important for him to take things away before going out." Song He analyzed: "And when he took the train, he couldn't take contraband with him, so it was not self-defense items such as prohibited weapons."

"It's so well hidden, it must be something that can't be seen, but he still needs to use it, so it can only be a Hong Kong city certificate or something."

"Fake identity!" Wang Yongjie was stunned.

"In addition to these, there are also some places that he has cleaned up on purpose." Song He pointed to several places: "But most of them are places where ordinary people hide money, so it may be more likely that there were places where money was once stored." big."

"And taking away all the belongings so carefully, it is obvious that he feels that there is no need for him to come back."

Wang Yongjie frowned slightly when he heard the words: "Then is there still a way to trick him back?"

"Well..." Song He had a strange smile on his face, glanced at the bedroom, shook his head and sighed: "...There should be."

Wang Yongjie, who hadn't searched Yan Jinheng's bedroom, was taken aback, followed Song He to the bedroom, and opened the drawer of the bedside table.

"I rely on!"

Wang Yongjie exclaimed, his expression couldn't help but change!
I saw that the drawer was full of unopened small raincoats and various props with special functions!

"So, do you want to change a pair of gloves like me." Song He took two steps back with some disgust: "After all, when he opens and closes this drawer, he is unlikely to wash his hands."

"Damn it! Then you still let me drive." Wang Yongjie quickly took off his gloves and threw them into the garbage bag that Song He had already prepared. Only after changing a pair did he feel that the irritability in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Is this purely perverted?" Wang Yongjie stood a little further away from the bedside table, frowning as he looked at the bedroom with unsanitary conditions.

"Judging from the traces in the house, he spent a lot of money in this area." Song He stood at the door of the bedroom and pointed to the messy bed quilt: "If we take it back for biometric identification, it should be able to enrich our knowledge. information database."

(End of this chapter)