Novice Forensic Doctor

Chapter 585: Chapter 555 I Think I Know Who They Are_1

Xu Dayuan waved his hand and proceeded to Xu Qingquan’s new house with Zhou Ning following him. The room’s decoration style was very trendy. Mr. Zhao and his team were conducting an investigation. Zhou Ning looked around and headed straight for the kitchen at Xu Qingquan’s house.

The kitchen had a C-shaped cabinet layout with an island in the middle. Whenever Zhou Ning saw an island now, he instinctively crouched down to check if there were any hidden mechanisms.

The house of Xu Qingquan, in fact, had similarities with Li Li’s. Although the kitchen was complete with all sorts of utensils, they all seemed unused at first glance.

Noticing the trash can standing by the side of the island, Zhou Ning put on gloves and pulled the can out. This type of trash can was a favorite design of Sapporo designers with a three-tier structure, trash bags in the middle, beverage bottles at the bottom, and various garbage on the top.

Zhou Ning did not know whether it was because there were too many trash bags, so Xu Qingquan did not manage to replace it before leaving the house, or it was because he was waiting for his fiancée to come over and clean up.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ning paused, feeling that the existence of this fiancée seemed to be very low-profile. She did not cling to Xu Qingquan and had not moved in with him.

Meanwhile, Xu Qingquan was messing around with Li Li on one hand, and on the other, he was busy preparing for a wedding with his fiancée. Looking at the state of the room, and the box containing a variety of joyous balloons in the living room, clearly, he was ready to get married at any moment.

However, according to their investigation, the fiancée had not gone to the hospital even now. With just one phone call from Xu Qingshu, she chose not to go. If they were truly in love, she would probably have rushed there as soon as she heard the news.

Just like Xia Momo, if something had happened to her, who could stop her from going to the hospital? That would be impossible.

Seeing Zhou Ning staring at the trash can without a move, Xu Dayuan poked his back.

"Hey, what’s in the trash can that’s making you zone out so much? Did you think of something? Tell me about it."

"It’s nothing. I was just thinking that Xu Qingquan seems very distant from his fiancée. When his older cousin says don’t go, she doesn’t go at all. Moreover, there aren’t many phone calls between the two, and even when Xu Qingquan went to the provincial capital for a performance, the fiancée didn’t come to tidy up his place. The amount of trash really isn’t just from a day or two."

Xu Dayuan came closer and glanced into the trash can. Indeed, various take-out containers piled up inside. There were around seven or eight, and the scent of decay was particularly strong, indicating this trash had not been cleaned out for at least five or six days.

"I will have someone ask Xu Qingshu if there’s a housekeeper for Xu Qingquan’s house. But given that Xu Qingquan likes to play around, especially with married women, I suspect he doesn’t want his fiancée to come over often."

Zhou Ning glanced at Xu Dayuan and couldn’t help but laugh.

"You sure seem experienced, boss."

Xu Dayuan lifted his foot as if to kick Zhou Ning, but remembering that he had not been discharged from the hospital for long, he reluctantly withdrew it.

"Smart aleck, you’ve been around Mr. Zhao too much and your tongue’s gotten sharp, huh? What experience would I have? My wife is my first love - the only one. If I dared to have an affair, it’d be like seeking my own death. Just keep looking and I’ll make a call to ask." freewebnøvel.com

Xu Dayuan hurriedly left. Zhou Ning rubbed his nose, feeling like Xu Dayuan seemed a bit guilty, but he decided not to pry into his privacy to avoid being silenced.

Mr. Yang approached at some point and laid out two evidence bags on the ground.

"Boss, I’ll examine the trash."

Zhou Ning moved aside and gave a slight nod. Mr. Yang laid out the contents of the trash bag one by one: eight fast-food containers made from plastic suitable for several dishes, both round and square. The rest of the items were assorted.

Cigarette packs, a bag of cigarette ash and butts, fruit peels, broken plates, milk cartons, several envelopes, coffee boxes... Zhou Ning crouched down to look at the envelopes. They were all ripped in half, but with some effort at piecing them together, it was clear that they were credit card statements, seven in total.

They were for the months of January to July 2013. He took out the colored papers inside, put them together, and arranged them neatly. Mr. Yang came over to take photos. Zhou Ning looked at the amounts and was somewhat taken aback.

Xu Qingquan had some shares in Kong Wanshan Property Company and also worked in the orchestra. Both salary and dividends were substantial, yet his spending was surprisingly high. Almost every month, he spent hundreds of thousands, mostly on flights, dining, and shopping.

He spent a staggering 570,000 RMB in February and 590,000 RMB in May. Even Kong Wanshan would likely find it difficult to spend like this, Zhou Ning slightly frowned.

Turning it over, he saw more details of the spending. In February and May, Xu Qingquan had some large transactions, with amounts that were very similar; one was 437,000 RMB, and the other was 435,000 RMB.

However, the merchants where the transactions took place were different. One was at Qindao Baoning Auto Sales Service Co., Ltd. in Qindao, the other at Hesheng Zhongsheng Zhibao Auto Sales Service Co., Ltd. in Huining Province, Hesheng City.

Zhou Ning did a quick search on his phone and reviewed the images of the two companies to realize—they were BMW car dealerships. He had apparently bought a BMW in both February and May. What kind of family was this, having such extravagant expenditures?

Just when he looked up, he saw Mr. Zhao coming over, and Zhou Ning quickly gestured with his hand.

"Check if Xu Qingquan has any other assets under his name, besides the property in Rongchang Garden and company shares. For example, vehicles or anything else?"

Mr. Yang was about to speak but was hurriedly covered by Mr. Zhao who dragged him back, signaling to Zhou Ning.

"Don’t worry; we’ll inform you as soon as we find out."

Mr. Yang, dragged to the living room by Mr. Zhao, switched to a new mask out of disdain after freeing his mouth.

"Why did you cover my mouth?"

"I didn’t want you to disrupt him by asking Zhou Xiaozhou what he wants this for. I’ve asked Mr. Qu to take care of it."

Mr. Yang kept quiet, realizing that he was indeed about to add that same question. He pinched himself on the arm—why did he have to speak out of turn like Sun Gaotie?

Soon after, Mr. Zhao approached with his phone in hand.

"Zhou Xiaozhou, we’ve found out that Xu Qingquan doesn’t own any vehicles, just the house and shares. Is there anything else you want to check? I’m still on the line."

Zhou Ning made room and gestured for Mr. Yang to come over to take photos.

"Isn’t Mr. Qu coming up?"

Mr. Zhao grinned.

"This computer isn’t safe to just leave around here, so he went to Li Li’s room downstairs,"

Zhou Ning had a moment of realization.

"Check out these two companies for me, get Mr. Qu on it, or have Zhang Ping and his team reach out. I want to know the credit card transaction records of Xu Qingquan. Who did he buy the cars for? Also, his monthly expenses are no small amount, even a high salary wouldn’t cover his spending. Who is repaying his debts?"

"Did you hear that, Mr. Yang? You’re bringing the photos over now. It would be even better if you could look it up online,"

After ending the call, Mr. Yang had already gone downstairs. Xu Dayuan naturally heard the conversation and hurried over to take a peek, his eyes widening in realization after a moment of thought.

"Wait, he bought two BMW 5 Series cars separately?"

Mr. Zhao clicked his tongue twice and shook his head as he said:

"The 2013 version of the BMW 5 Series, ranging in price from 428,600 to 797,600 yuan. Just looking at his credit card charges, that doesn’t even include the other on-road costs. But two of the same model, I guess maybe they’re gifts for a woman, but why didn’t he give one to Li Li?"

Xu Dayuan, with his hands on his hips, said:

"Stop guessing. I’ve already had someone look into the assets of Li Li and Xu Qingquan, to see how many credit cards or bank cards they have in their names. The transaction records will be sent over shortly,"

Zhou Ning didn’t speak, just glanced at the bedroom.

"Did you find anything in the room?"

Mr. Zhao held up his phone, brought it over to Zhou Ning and Xu Dayuan, and began showing them photos as he spoke:

"We’ve lifted a lot of samples and fingerprints, but there are no traces left by a woman. There are no women’s clothes or makeup in the wardrobe, nightstand, or vanity table. It doesn’t look like a newlywed room. Especially the computer, it’s filled with a lot of stuff. Those 1V4 videos are quite normal, there are also some with animals."

Xu Dayuan gave him a look and turned to Zhou Ning.

"During the previous inspection of Li Li’s home, I remember the abundance of condoms in the trash. This guy is 29, not a green teen. Could he have some kind of problem?"

Mr. Zhao shook his head.

"Once a day is possible for a young person, but every day, like with a human-like teddy, if his mind is filled with nothing else, that’s a bit abnormal. Let’s not even mention the other stuff—if someone goes at it several rounds late at night, do they sleep at all? Can they go to work the next day?

"Seven rounds a night is something you see in movies and novels, and that’s without practical experience, drawn from imagination. Even if you use drugs to go three or four rounds in succession, you’d be listless the next day. And if it’s every day, the next step would probably be an early death!"

Mr. Yang shook his head.

"He doesn’t work a regular job. He only goes out for performances. And with that much spending every month, he’s probably just replenishing what he’s lost,"

At that moment, Xu Dayuan’s phone chirped. He took it out, and the others gathered around as he read aloud the contents.

"Li Li owns a dance school, a residential property, a Mazda 6, and a BMW 5 Series. However, the BMW was involved in a car accident in December 2012 and then sold at a low price of 90,000 yuan,"

Mr. Zhao’s eyes bulged in shock, exclaiming:

"That’s just the spare change after the sale, looks like the car was seriously damaged."

Xu Dayuan glanced at Mr. Zhao, who quickly covered his mouth and raised his hand in apology, while Mr. Yang had to stifle a laugh.

"Go on, Director Xu. Mr. Zhao won’t interrupt you again," said Mr. Yang.

"All this chatter, I didn’t know it sold for so cheap. From the photos, it looks like the car had major repairs. After deducting the repair costs from the 90,000 yuan, there’s not much left. But a car accident in December 2012, that means the car was just bought new?"

Xu Dayuan mumbled to himself before looking further into the information. freewebnσvel.cøm

Mr. Zhao raised a hand, making a figure-eight sign.

Zhou Ning suddenly understood: he meant that the BMW 5 Series was released in August 2012. However, considering that Li Li could even shift gears incorrectly while waiting at a red light, a car accident didn’t seem so surprising.

Xu Dayuan continued:

"In September 2012, it was still this credit card that Xu Qingquan used to spend 487,000 yuan at Qindao Baoning Auto Sales Service Co., Ltd. As for the credit card repayments, they were regularly made by an account under the name of Kong Wanshan."

The men had a moment of insight, knowing that behind a prodigal brother-in-law, there’s always a brother-in-law to clean up the mess.

Just then, there was a sound at the door, and Mr. Qu hurried in.

"I’ve found some information. The purchase contracts from Qindao Baoning Auto Sales Service Co., Ltd. and Hesheng Zhongsheng Zhibao Auto Sales Service Co., Ltd. show the two cars Xu Qingquan bought were registered to two individuals.

"One is named Zhang Fangfang and the other Wang Meiling. Judging by their ID numbers, both are from Qindao. However, Zhang Fangfang settled in Huining after graduating from college," reported Mr. Qu.

Zhou Ning seemed to realize something and looked at Mr. Qu.

"Are these two individuals also 28 years old?"

"Yes, both were born in 1985. Why do you ask?"

Zhou Ning was somewhat excited.

"I think I might know who they are."