reckless detective

Chapter 13 The Oriole (2)
As soon as this idea came out, Wu Cuo couldn't help but get hairy.

"If Zhou Peng is the oriole, and the oriole is behind the mantis catching cicadas, and now the oriole is also killed, is there an eagle hiding behind the oriole? How many people have been killed by these stolen money?"

Yan Ruyu patted Wu Cuo and said, "It's nothing unusual to be greedy enough to swallow an elephant."

The two were talking when Wu Cuo's cell phone rang suddenly, and Wu Cuo picked it up, only to hear a staff member in the reception room urgently say: "Team Leader Wu, come quickly, the family members of the victim have come to the city hall. They were blocked by them, saying that they wanted to make Wan Lu pay for his life!"

"What?! I'll be there!"

Wu took a wrong step and ran out of the door. After taking a step, he turned his head and said to Yan Ruyu, "Wan Lu, she..."

"The hero saves the beauty, it's quite suitable for you." Yan Ruyu muttered in a low voice and nodded at Wu Cuo.

Outside the office building of the Municipal Public Security Department, more than 30 aggressive people surrounded the gate tightly.

A couple in their 50s was crying, and the woman yelled, "That little goblin killed my son! Ever since I was with her, Pengpeng has suffered from depression, and the company has stopped making money... let She comes out! If she doesn't give me an explanation, I... I, I, I... I'll die here today, anyway, I won't be alive after my son dies!"

Running towards the gate of the office building, Wu Cuo met Wan Lu, who was also walking towards the gate with a determined face, Wu Cuo grabbed her and said, "Why are you going out?"

Wan Lu said helplessly: "People are coming after me, I have to go out and give an explanation."

"Say a fart! The family members are emotional at the moment, and they can't tell clearly when they go out. You hide first, and I will deal with it."

Regardless of appearance, Wan Lu is a typical tomboy.She and Wu Cuo became good buddies as soon as they entered the police academy. After graduation, the two stayed together in the city hall. Wu Cuo swears at her, but she doesn't care.

Seeing that Wu Cuo wanted to defend herself, Wan Lu said, "Then be careful, his parents are a little... hey!"

Probably because she felt it was immoral to speak ill of her boyfriend's parents behind her back, Wan Lu finally swallowed her words.

When Wu Cuo walked to the gate of the city hall, Zhou Peng's mother was still scolding, while his father was silently wiping away tears.

There were more than 30 people following them, some seemed to be relatives, some were friends, and some looked less sad and angry. Wu Cuo had no way of guessing their identities.

Wu Cuo glanced at everyone, and said to Zhou Peng's parents: "I can understand the feelings of the two of you. I am the criminal policeman in charge of Zhou Peng's case. My name is Wu Cuo. If you have any questions, you can tell me."

"Stop talking nonsense! Where's Wan Lu? Let her out!" Zhou Peng's mother insisted.

Wu Cuo simply said: "Do you think Wan Lu is suspected?"

"She was the one who killed my son!"

"You are so sure, on what basis?"

"At the beginning, I didn't agree with them being together... The little girl's family was a policeman, and she was too hostile. Besides, she dealt with criminals every day, so she would inevitably be targeted by bad guys. Even if my son wasn't killed by her, she wouldn't be safe It must have been killed by a criminal who had a grudge against her!"

In the past few years, Wu Cuo has handled hundreds of vicious cases, and the families of the victims have seen many of them. He understands how extreme grief can torture people, so he doesn't blame this woman who is experiencing the pain of white hair and black hair.Even though the woman's words were full of prejudice against the police, Wu Cuo showed an expression of flattery and humiliation.

Wu Cuo was silent for a while on purpose. The woman realized that she had spoken too much, and finally stopped shouting, and looked at Wu Cuo with tears.

Wu mistakenly saw that it was almost time, and then said: "You are the person who knows Zhou Peng best, I believe you will not doubt Wan Lu for no reason, so please think carefully, what is the actual basis for your suspicion of Wan Lu? , we will attach great importance to it, and in addition, I would like to check with you a few clues, which are crucial to catching the murderer who killed your son, please help me."

Wu Cuo's words were very sincere. The husband and wife looked at each other, and finally felt that solving the case was more important, and finally agreed to go to the office with Wu Cuo to cooperate in solving the case.

Before leaving, the woman did not forget to turn her head and shout to a man in the team: "Uncle! You continue to guard, if there is no answer today, we will not go back!"

Wu wrongly saw it in his eyes, but did not stop it.

Serious Cases Group Office.

Wu poured water for the couple by mistake, and the three of them sat down. He deliberately didn't mention Wan Lu, but asked first: "You just said that the company is no longer making money. This incident must have hit Zhou Peng very hard, right?" ?”

The man sighed and said: "The company can be said to be the painstaking efforts of two generations of our father and son. I started from scratch, starting from selling chicken and duck meat in the market, a small stall turned into a butcher shop, and later started wholesale, from the countryside. The chicken farm purchases goods and sends them to vegetable markets, butcher shops, and supermarkets in the city.

My son graduated from university and came home to help me start a business. He has a lot of new ideas. In the past, we started a small business and turned the business into our own workshop. After his son came back, he re-established the company and started exporting. I think He's doing well, and he's indeed making more money than before, so I entrusted him with all the business matters...but, recently...if I had known, I would never have scolded him that day..."

The man supported his forehead with his hands in pain, tears poured down his face, and he couldn't speak any more.

Wu Cuo had no choice but to turn his gaze to the woman. The woman wiped her tears again and again, but insisted and continued: "That day, when Pengpeng came home, he looked very haggard. I thought he had a fight with Wanlu, so I nagged a few words. , I didn't expect him to get angry at me, it was a particularly violent kind of anger, like a volcanic eruption, Pengpeng had never done this before, I was shocked.

Later, his father scolded him, saying that he was a rebellious son, and he cried, saying that he had ruined the company and the family. He beat himself while crying, and hit his head against the wall.My father and I comforted him for a while. I originally wanted him to stay and live with him that day, but he was going to leave when he was in a better mood, and I couldn't keep him. "

"and after?"

"Later, his father went to the company a few times, and we found out that the bird flu caused almost all of our export customers to break the contract, and the goods in the two warehouses were in vain. What's worse, Pengpeng borrowed money from the bank for the company's development. Nearly 1000 million yuan, if this hole cannot be plugged, our two houses and cars will have to be returned to the bank.

If the money is gone, I can earn it again, but Pengpeng suffers from depression because of it. This is what worries me the most.

Those days, when my father and I begged my grandpa to tell my grandma to raise money everywhere, when I was getting angry, he called and said that a sum of money had been transferred, so we don't have to worry about it. "

"Move? From where?" Wu Cuo leaned forward.

"He didn't tell me, and he didn't tell me even after I asked several times." The woman wiped away her tears, then stared at Wu wrongly and said, "Pengpeng...was murdered...won't it be related to money?"

　I went shopping with my best friend, and my best friend and her boyfriend quarreled on the phone. After the quarrel, my best friend asked me: Why do you never quarrel with your boyfriend?I thought about it and told her: Maybe I'm too lazy, and I don't quarrel with problems that can be solved by breaking up.Thinking back on it now, it seems inexplicably reasonable.

　　
　
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