While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 750
"Bang bang?" Wencheng police officer whispered in wonder, and suddenly said: "Indeed! Those seven boxes want to be transferred out of surveillance, they are the most suitable candidates!"

The people that Song He and the Wencheng police officers mentioned were a special profession born out of Wencheng's special urban geography.

Because the geographical environment of Wencheng is almost all mountainous, the city has great fluctuations, and the transportation is not particularly convenient. Therefore, a person needs help when carrying a lot of things out or home, which makes walking very cumbersome.

As a result, there have been some people who make a living by helping people carry items that are not easy to carry.And because they all hold a bamboo pole and two bundles of hemp rope, the word "bang banger" in Wencheng's local language specifically referring to these laborers came into being.

Everyone in Wencheng knows that Bangbang'er is hardworking and hard-working, and he is also very kind. The charges only depend on the weight of the things that need to be moved and the length of the journey, which is very fair and reasonable.

And if the fake Zhu Zipeng needs to use the monitoring blind spot to transfer the stolen money away, then at most two sticks can pass through the unmonitored alleys to reach his desired destination.

"There are so many people, it's hard to find out." After Fan Guojun understood Song He's meaning, he frowned at the astonishing number of people: "The person he picked at the time may not be here today, and I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to find out." strength."

"You don't need to check, but pay attention to the transfer route of the stolen money." Song He said suddenly: "The situation in Wencheng is different from that in Che County. There are a lot of surveillance in nearby locations, so we'd better split up."

"I will speculate on his transfer route, and you will call up relevant surveillance for screening. No matter which party makes progress, just notify the other party immediately."

The Wencheng police officer said nothing after hearing this, and only looked at Fan Guojun and others. After all, this was the other party's case, and Feng Ruiliang had also explained that it all depended on Song He and Fan Guojun's wishes on how to act.

As for Fan Guojun and his party, they had already cultivated trust and obedience to Song He in their hearts, and naturally decided to follow Song He's suggestions.

Soon, Song He, who got rid of Fan Guojun and others, wandered around to a secluded place, noted down the location of the fake Zhu Zipeng in the murder-hunting system, and then Guo Daoyin began to guess the route by which he transferred the stolen money.

With the assistance of the murderer system, Song He conceived three routes in the blink of an eye.

"We have to change it and hide his current hiding place, otherwise it will be a bit unreasonable." After finishing speaking, Song He took out his mobile phone and dialed Fan Guojun's number: "Captain Fan, I took a look at Wencheng's phone number." Map, I feel that the fake Zhu Zipeng is likely to appear in the following location, please remember..."

Fan Guojun had just started to screen the surveillance around the freight station. Although he was surprised by Song He's efficiency, he was still happy that the investigation work was making progress.

So he wrote down the location Song He said without hesitation, and while praising Song He for his high efficiency, he communicated with the Wencheng police to extract surveillance images of the relevant location and began to investigate.

In this way, under the guidance of Song He, Fan Guojun and others quickly found traces of the fake Zhu Zipeng in the monitoring of the location provided by him, and continued to investigate in a pleasant surprise.

But what they didn't know was that these locations were deliberately selected by Song He, and each of them was extremely close to the current hiding place of the fake Zhu Zipeng!

"Found his hiding place!"

When Song He's expected investigation results appeared, it was already the next morning.

With a pair of red eyes, Fan Guojun rubbed his hands excitedly, wishing he could arrest the fake Zhu Zipeng now.

"Is the identity confirmed?" Song He asked.

"Not yet, I'm a bit afraid to confirm his identity now." Fan Guojun smiled helplessly: "And now we have only determined his approximate hiding area, and the specific address needs to be determined according to his physical appearance."

"I'll go." Song He volunteered: "I'm fairly good at tracking and investigating the whereabouts of criminal suspects. You can exclude those who are inconsistent with the fake Zhu Zipeng in terms of whereabouts and age."

The people who had already convinced Song He would naturally not object, and they immediately divided their responsibilities and took action.

Song He disguised himself slightly and took the opportunity to act alone again.

This time, he disguised himself as a middle-aged man, came to the community where the fake Zhu Zipeng lived, and walked leisurely in the community.

However, all of this was a cover-up he did in order to provide Fan Guojun and others with the detailed location of the fake Zhu Zipeng.

"Oh, is it easy for me?" Song He tried his best to play the role of a passerby, while secretly muttering in his heart: "In order to catch a prisoner, I act every day. I really have a noble character and a great integrity."

After wandering aimlessly for an hour, Song He returned to the police station and said to the people who were doing the investigation: "I found it, the address is..."

In an instant, both Fan Guojun and Wencheng police officers looked dumb in disbelief, and did not understand the detailed address Song He said clearly.

"I carefully observed the windows and balconies of each household, and excluded the elderly living alone and households whose children have gone to school." Song Hexin said: "At the same time, I also observed the details of the corners of each door through the stairwell, and found the long-term Residents who have not come back to live but suddenly returned in the past few days."

"And I also carefully paid attention to whether there were drag marks from cardboard boxes at the door of these residents. I compared it with the previous screening results and found a very suspicious resident."

"And after confirming that he might be a fake Zhu Zipeng, I made friends with the old man and the old lady who danced in the square in the community through the small talk, and confirmed that there was a single man living there, and he just came back a few days ago."

After trying hard to justify his explanation, Song He finally persuaded Fan Guojun and others who admired him more and more, and began to conduct a detailed investigation of the address Song He said.

Soon, they found out that the house was registered under the name of a person named Yang Xingyu.

"Yang Xingyu in the household registration information, regardless of age or physical appearance, is highly consistent with the fake Zhu Zipeng!" Fan Guojun was so excited that he felt excited and eager to try it.

"It's almost him." Song He looked at Yang Xingyu's name in the murder tracking system, and heaved a long sigh of relief: "Let's make an arrest plan."

The next day, a takeaway boy in a yellow shirt rode an electric scooter into the Jinyu community, briefly identified the location and building number, and walked towards a unit building.

When he came to the downstairs of the unit, the takeaway brother watched several capable men walk into the stairwell of the unit building, and then took out his mobile phone to dial.

After the call was connected, the delivery guy asked with an extremely authentic Wencheng accent: "Are you Yang Xiansen? You've got some takeaways. Wait a minute, I'll deliver them now."

The man on the other end of the phone answered twice, then hung up, and the takeaway boy took out the hot takeaway from the delivery bag on the electric car, and walked quickly into the door of the unit.

Two minutes later, the takeaway boy took the elevator to the fourth floor. He heard the deliberately low breathing in the stairwell, and knocked on the door of a family.

The door opened in the blink of an eye, and the delivery boy confirmed, "Yang Xiansen?"

"Yes." The young man wearing black light glasses in the room nodded.

Seeing this, the takeaway brother smiled and handed the takeaway to the door. Wencheng said with a strong accent, "I wish you a pleasant meal!"

"Well, thank you." The young man took the takeaway and was about to close the door, but seeing that the courier boy had no intention of leaving, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Mr. Yang, please give me a five-star review." The delivery boy made a gesture. The smile on his face was eager and sincere, which made people feel good.

"Okay." The young man nodded in agreement, and just as he was about to close the door, he saw the delivery boy with a sincere smile on his face, pulled the door sharply, and stepped into the house with lightning speed!

The young man was startled, but before he could react, he saw several men rushing in through the open door!
(End of this chapter)