Free Web NovelChapter 427: Chapter 402 Wheel Tracks 1
Mr. Huang shook his head.
"I asked in detail, and those guys were all wearing masks. However, when I showed him Zhang Hongwei’s photo, he said that person looked like the one who first talked to him, but he didn’t lay a hand on him. The other four did the beating, and he said he doesn’t want to pursue the matter anymore. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
But according to his account, when they went to coordinate with the traffic police team, it was Zhang Hongwei who went along with Fu Chunyu. However, Fu Chunyu left halfway, seemingly feeling unwell, and whatever the settlement amount was and how it was compensated, Zhang Hongwei was the one who determined it. Fu Chunyu just came in to sign his name and didn’t even know the amount."
Afterwards, we checked Fu Chunyu’s account. There was indeed a deposit record of 220,000 at the end of April from the person who caused the accident. But on May Day, the money was withdrawn, taken out in cash at the counter, and Zhang Hongwei’s account had the same amount of cash deposited on the same day.
As for the 520,000 the party at fault mentioned, there was no record of it entering Fu Chunyu’s account. I have asked someone to check Zhang Hongwei’s account, and I expect to have news soon. Additionally, there’s another piece of information. The property deed we saw in Fu Chunyu’s home was a fake."
"Fake?"
"Yes, I was shocked when I heard it, too. But the deed itself isn’t entirely a forgery—it’s an authentic booklet. However, a search in the system using the numbers on it turns up no record of a change."
With that explanation, Zhou Ning understood. It could be that someone got hold of a real property deed booklet and had someone print the required information on it. It appeared that Zhang Hongwei had deceived Fu Chunyu—he hadn’t found someone to notarize it, nor had he changed the property’s ownership.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ning glanced at Liu Yongxin. According to this statement, Zhang Hongwei indeed had a motive to commit the crime. The two sums totaled 740,000, with one taken out in cash—quite a cautious move and enough to tempt him, especially since with Fu Chunyu dead, there would be no one to hold him accountable.
As he was thinking, Mr. Huang’s phone rang. He responded with a few hums, then hung up and let out a long sigh as he looked towards Wu Chunming.
"Stop the surveillance and go arrest someone. The proceeds from the house sale were still a cash transaction. On the day of the transaction, cash was deposited into Zhang Hongwei’s account, but he wasn’t the one who deposited it. According to the bank’s surveillance footage, it was the homebuyer who deposited the cash. Zhang Hongwei has been extremely cautious, hardly leaving a trace of evidence."
Wu Chunming waved his hand dismissively.
"There are plenty of suspects with brains who end up confessing during our interrogations. Before we didn’t have the evidence, but now it’s different. The driver involved in the accident and the buyer can testify, this money really ended up in his hands, and now he is the beneficiary.
Besides, that two-bedroom apartment in the Textile District is over twenty years old, one of the oldest residential buildings in the city, small in size. Even selling it for 200,000 would be selling high. He doesn’t care about that. I’ll interrogate him when I’m back."
Mr. Huang gave him a stern look, indicating for him to be quiet.
"Cut the talk and do what you’re told. We’ll conduct the interrogation after all investigations are concluded. Have Director Zhou and the others follow along. After all, Mr. Qu’s software can tell if the suspects are lying. I’m now going to contact Shen City to check that rented vehicle. If there’s a discovery, even better."
Wu Chunming rubbed his nose, knowing he had gotten ahead of himself, and quickly shut up.
Zhou Ning was about to say something when his phone buzzed. At the same time, there were a few coughing sounds from Mr. Qu’s computer. Without looking, Zhou Ning knew that the lab report had come out, and at the same time, his own phone rang.
He quickly pulled out his phone, and sure enough, it was Mrs. Cui calling.
"Hello, Mrs. Cui, are the test results out?"
"Yes, consider yourself lucky, kid. In this last batch of seventy-two samples, I finally found a male DNA that matches exactly with Zhang Hongwei’s DNA, which you previously sent for testing. I’ve made a diagram of the collection site and attached it to the report. Take a look at it later."
Zhou Ning’s eyes lit up, this result was the most favorable news.
"That’s great, thank you, Mrs. Cui. I’ll take a look right away."
"Don’t rush. I want to ask you if there are more tests to be done. If not, I’ll get some sleep. I’ve been working on these things for you guys since the night before last, and I haven’t slept in over 36 hours."
Zhou Ning felt apologetic; he was well aware that in the lab, such difficult tests simply couldn’t be done by anyone else, as with the contaminated weapons—they might have been useless evidence.
"I’m sorry, Mrs. Cui, you go rest now. I might still have things that need testing later on, but it’s not urgent at the moment. And just any person can do it—I promise there won’t be any more weapons fished out of septic tanks or skeletons."
Cui Lili grunted twice.
"Can you not mention that? I still smell like it. Okay, I’m hanging up, but you can still call me if there’s anything. I’ll leave my phone in the lab’s office, and someone will answer."
After hanging up, Mr. Qu had already printed out the report. The attached diagram on the back was a picture of a kitchen knife, but with markings at the handle where it joined the blade. There was a metal cap there that seemed to move, leaving a gap."
Liu Yongxin leaned over to take a look and, patting Mr. Qu on the back, realized,
"This pattern, it’s just like the kitchen knives we use at home. Looks like this knife has been around for a while—the handle is a bit loose from the blade, so it must have cut the user’s hand during use. Judging by the location, it would be between the index finger and the thumb.
When you catch Zhang Hongwei later, check if there’s a scar or a scab on his index finger. Given the looseness, it probably sliced off a strip of flesh. But during the murder and dismemberment, the adrenaline level must have soared, so he might not have felt the pain then. However, with such a large wound, it’s unlikely to heal in just half a month."
Zhou Ning nodded; he greatly respected what Liu Yongxin had said.
Mr. Huang patted Wu Chunming on the shoulder and ordered directly,
"Understood? Then hurry up, don’t let Zhang Hongwei get away, have the surveillance team tighten the encirclement."
Zhou Ning helped Liu Yongxin to stand up, while Mr. Qu picked up a computer, and the rest of the gear was packed up, Liu Yongxin quickly said,
"Alright, let’s roll out. Mr. Huang, can you get us a car?"
Mr. Huang laughed, nodded, and walked out with them, making a phone call as he went. The driver had been arranged and was waiting downstairs.
"Forget the formalities, you guys go ahead, I’m going to contact Shen City now."
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Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the north side of Yang Liang’s greenhouse.
Mr. Zhao ran over grinning and gestured to the driver by waving his hand, indicating he could drive straight to Yang Liang’s house. After the driver left, he approached Zhou Ning and Liu Yongxin.
"Zhou Xiaozhou is quite something, I hear you really lost it?"
Zhou Ning was taken aback and turned to look at Mr. Qu, who raised her hand and glared hard at Mr. Zhao.
"I swear it wasn’t on purpose. I was sending a voice message to Mr. Zhao, and my finger accidentally pressed send while you guys were talking. I definitely didn’t leak any details about the case!"
Cao Pingzhang couldn’t stop laughing and nudged Liu Yongxin.
"Come on, don’t hold it in. Having a disciple like that to back you up, I’m genuinely envious. Wu Chunming is just such a simple guy, the leaders can’t deal with him—you shouldn’t overthink it. Don’t we still need to inspect the tire tracks?"
Liu Yongxin glared but ended up laughing in the end.
"Even my own son doesn’t watch out for me like that. But today, you truly made me feel at ease. You’re just someone who loves a fuss."
Cao Pingzhang spread his hands, maintaining an innocent face.
"Come on Mr. Liu, when have I ever enjoyed a commotion? When the Criminal Police calls someone, it’s my boss, who can I afford to offend?"
Mr. Zhao wasn’t averse to stirring things up and chimed in,
"When Mr. Liu was in Qidong, he would dare to confront not just the head of the Criminal Police but even the chief of police."
Cao Pingzhang opened his mouth but was at a loss for words, while Liu Yongxin felt amused and poked Mr. Zhao, switching back to a serious expression to ask,
"Quit the chatter, you. Around the greenhouse, did you find any tire tracks?"
Mr. Zhao nodded.
"I don’t screw up. I found the tire tracks, right at the edge of the west entrance. The vehicle came from the north side; the cameras probably didn’t catch it. Besides, next to the tire tracks, I made another discovery."
