While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 847
"Officer Song, how did you deduce it?"

Kang Qingyuan was shocked by Song He's simple words and carefully recalled the clues while dining in the hotel. However, no matter how much he thought about it, he found no details that could support Song He's conclusion of the suspect's number and gender.

You can figure it out. I saw it from the system, and all the names are there...

Secretly despising Kang Qingyuan, Song He smiled calmly and slowly explained: "The number of people can be roughly inferred from the number of takeaways. As for the gender of the members, it is more complicated."

"When I was pretending to brag, I mixed in some tentative keywords, and then observed their reaction when they heard these keywords."

"For example, for the information about five female suspects, I first used the keyword 'female colleagues' to attract their attention, and then obtained the information about the number of people through testing."

Kang Qingyuan was amazed by the serious explanation, and looked at Song He with a little admiration in his eyes.

And this kind of change is exactly what Song He wants to see, so he said: "From the perspective of behavior, the two male suspects who just bought food should belong to the lower status members of the criminal gang."

"Therefore, most of the jobs they do are chores, including but not limited to buying food, cleaning and running errands. Such people do not have a strong sense of belonging and loyalty in criminal gangs, and they are easy to confess .”

"But precisely because they are not core members, they know very little. Even if they are arrested, it is difficult to get the core information, and it is easy to alert others."

"However, from another perspective, such two people have inestimable value."

Kang Qingyuan was listening with enthusiasm, and immediately asked, "What's the value?"

Song He, who put on a calm and composed expression, did not answer, but said instead: "Captain Kang, if you understand the Haicheng dialect, you will find that the restaurant owner is very familiar with the taste of the takeaway they order."

"Moreover, during the ordering process, the restaurant owner inadvertently revealed that the two had bought takeaways from this restaurant for several days in a row."

At this time, Kang Qingyuan had been brought into the deliberately created thinking logic by Song He, and naturally began to think about what Song He said.

In order to take Kang Qingyuan down completely, Song He coaxed, "This means that there are only two of them in charge of running errands and chores in this gang, and the other gang members have also established trust in them in terms of diet."

"So the food they bought back will definitely be eaten by everyone in the gang without warning."

Kang Qingyuan suddenly realized: "Officer Song, do you want to..."

"That's right." Song He looked towards the direction of the office building confidently: "Although this is not very disciplined, it can preserve the evidence to the greatest extent."

"The only pity is that one of my team members is not here, otherwise..."

Kang Qingyuan subconsciously asked: "Otherwise what?"

"It's nothing." Song He didn't answer, and continued to guide Kang Qingyuan's thinking: "Judging from the importance the two attach to food, the one that is held in the hand by one of them alone should belong to the leader Huo Tao. "

"Judging from the details of the meal, Huo Tao has a strong taste, prefers meat, has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and is a bit stingy."

"The avoidance, fear and caution of the two suspects towards Huo Tao's meal when they were taking out the food shows that Huo Tao was once angry because of the meal, and it is likely that his temper was not very good, which made them angry. fear."

"If such a person encounters some problems with the things he cares about, his emotions are prone to fluctuate. If he is properly guided and hinted, there is a high probability that he will make a wrong decision."

After saying that, Song He stopped talking and let Kang Qingyuan frown and think.

When the two were about to return to the hotel, Kang Qingyuan suddenly looked at Song He seriously and said in a deep voice: "Officer Song, I think we can consider your plan!"

Become!

Song He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, but there was a slight surprise on his face first, then he nodded happily and said: "Okay, let's go back and study it carefully."

Back at the hotel, the seven police officers who were on standby turned their heads to look at Song He and Kang Qingyuan, their eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

After listening to Song He's analysis and Kang Qingyuan's decision, although the seven police officers still felt that Song He's plan was a little unreliable, they followed Kang Qingyuan's decision and began to study carefully around Song He.

Suddenly, Song He's bewitching voice sounded in the room: "In order to execute the plan perfectly, we must first understand the private bank Ding Guobei Bank..."

One day later, Kang Qingyuan and a male police officer were sent out of the hotel by Song He with a look of embarrassment and unwillingness.

"Captain Kang, I'm really sorry." Song He apologized, but in fact he didn't feel a trace of embarrassment in his heart. He said with a sincere expression: "Captain Kang, I'll leave it to you to communicate with the Haicheng police."

"As for when and what information can be disclosed, I will inform you."

Kang Qingyuan nodded depressedly, and led the male police officer to the Haicheng Police Station.

Halfway through the journey, the male police officer beside Kang Qingyuan suddenly asked: "Captain Kang, Consultant Song and the others only have seven people, is it really enough?"

"I don't know if it's enough or not." Kang Qingyuan said with emotion, "But as far as Police Officer Song's plan is concerned, although I thought it was unreliable at first, the more I think about it now, the more I feel that this plan is not simple."

The male police officer nodded repeatedly after hearing the words: "Why don't we go back and help!"

"You can help me!" Kang Qingyuan would not lower his posture when facing the police as he did when he was facing Song Shi. After a sentence of reprimand, he said depressedly: "Why did you still brush me off? I usually speak with an accent. Is it heavy?"

In front of the hotel, Song He watched the two go away, looked at the time and returned to the hotel room, and said to several police officers waiting in line, "Get ready to start!"

After the order was given, all the police officers in the house began to sit down in an orderly manner. At the same time, they also picked up pieces of paper with mixed foreign languages ​​and pinyin, and waited quietly.

Seeing this, Song He sent a text message to Liu Yun, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again with a professional smile on his face, he picked up a mobile phone and started dialing.

At the same time, in the office building that Song He and Kang Qingyuan had scouted, five men and five women of similar age but with different appearances were sitting in their respective office seats, either holding their mobile phones to edit text messages, or putting the mobile phones to their ears to play tricks Call, a busy scene.

And Huo Tao, who is short and sharp-mouthed, sits in his simple office, writing, drawing and calculating.

At this moment, Huo Tao suddenly felt his cell phone vibrating in his pocket. In surprise, he took out his cell phone and looked at it carefully.

It's an outdated push-button phone that's clearly had a long life.

On the screen of the mobile phone, an unfamiliar number made Huo Tao frowned tightly.

"Ding Guo?"

Huo Tao muttered in wonder, hesitated for a moment, got up and closed the office door, and then answered the call.

However, when he spoke, he spoke in a rather authentic Ding Guo accent: "Hello?"

"Hello." An extremely professional foreign language came from the receiver, the pronunciation was more standard than Huo Tao's, and the accent was more authentic than Huo Tao's: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Huo Tao?"

"I am, who are you?" Huo Tao asked doubtfully, but there was a faint guess in his heart.

"I'm the account manager of Dingguo Beishi Bank." The man on the phone said politely: "Mr. Huo Tao, I'm sorry to disturb you."

"The reason for contacting you this time is because of some adjustments made by our bank, which may affect your account. We would like to communicate with you specifically."

"However, since you are our customer with the highest security level, we need to verify your identity before officially starting the communication. Are you ready?"

When Huo Tao heard that his account might be affected, he nodded quickly: "Yes, let's verify it!"

"Okay." The account manager on the receiver said, "Please describe your account in full."

When Huo Tao heard the words, he immediately mentioned his account number, and his proficiency was unbelievably high.

"The following are the verification questions you set when you opened the account." The account manager said unhurriedly: "Question [-], what are the names of your parents?"

"I don't have parents." Huo Tao replied immediately.

"Okay." The account manager continued to ask: "Question [-], what is the tattoo pattern on your right arm?"

Huo Tao did not answer immediately after hearing this. He glanced at the scale tattoo on his arm and replied slowly: "Scale."

(End of this chapter)