reckless detective

Chapter 512 Undead in Flames (32)

Uncle Wang shrank his neck, "I... didn't do it on purpose."

Minghui ignored him and continued: "After the incident, although the police filed a case for investigation, but because the legal system was not perfect back then, this kind of case where the proportion of civil compensation is too high and the proportion of criminal intervention is relatively small, if you If you are willing to lose a lot of money and let the family members of the victim relax and express their understanding, there is always a way to solve it 'privately'.

I looked through the case records of that year, and there was only a simple statement about the police dispatch, neither submitting a report to the superior nor going through court procedures.

Then there is only one result: you are private.

Given your family conditions at the time, could you afford to pay for your life? "

"The compensation is paid by the company, I don't know!" Uncle Wang almost yelled this sentence. He already had a premonition that a certain secret was going to be revealed, and he was extremely nervous.

Minghui asked calmly: "Which company paid for you? It can't be a forced demolition company, right? How much money does your little broken company, which is not legal at all, have in total?

Or Cao Yaohua who hired you to demolish? ——Even Cao's real estate company—it wouldn't be him, if he really paid for the aftermath, how could he get himself in because of this kind of thing afterwards?

The person who helped you lose money is called Sun Lang, right?A competitor in Cao Yaohua's business.

He helped you lose money, and asked you to designate Cao Yaohua's company to carry out forced demolitions and beat people to death.

It's hard to imagine that everyone—the family members of the murdered old lady, and you demolitionists who directly killed people—stand on the same front in such a short period of time, unanimously fighting against Cao Yaohua. "

Minghui paused for a moment, "Do you have anything to say?"

Uncle Wang's eyes were blank.Indifference is the best camouflage for a person like this who has been shattered by life.

He just shook his head.

Minghui said: "Even if there is a hidden story, the old lady's case has passed the retrospective period, you admit it or not, we can't do anything about you, but there is one thing, I think it's better to tell you.

Wang Jinsong and Wang Limei died last night. We have reason to believe that some powerful or rich person is covering up the truth.

The method is simple and crude, so that those of you who might know something can no longer speak.

You are very dangerous, especially now..." Minghui glanced at the police car parked outside, "The other party knows that the police have come to look for you, and they are probably already bubbling with anxiety..."

Uncle Wang's body trembled like chaff, and he almost couldn't stand still.

After a long time, he finally spit out three words.

"my son……"

He always thinks about his son first, so he spoils the child so badly.

Minghui said: "Come back with me and explain the matter clearly. We will provide corresponding protection for you and your family, or you can stay here and try your luck."

Uncle Wang seemed to have found a step and climbed down without hesitation—he got into the police car without hesitation.

"...So, I found out the truth about that year," Minghui said to Wu Cuo on the phone: "The old lady was killed by his son Wang Jinsong, the demolition team, and Sun Lang in partnership.

After she died, Wang Jinsong and the demolition team workers who participated in the incident could get money, and Sun Lang had an opportunity to defeat Cao Yaohua, killing three birds with one stone. "

Wu wrongly said: "So, what happened is that Wang Jinsong deliberately took the whole family out, leaving only the old lady alone, and the demolition team also seized the 'opportunity' created by him."

Minghui said: "That's what it means. Unfortunately, what happened 20 years ago, we have no evidence to confirm the murder, only a confession. We want to shake that Sun Lang... Think about the bunch of people he raised. Lawyer, I have a big head..."

Yan Ruyu took Wu Cuo's mobile phone, "Let's go through the formalities of linking cases first.

With this confession, at least Cao Yaohua, who died in prison inexplicably, was implicated. Since he may have been imprisoned because he was targeted and framed, there may be something strange about his death... If he applies for collusion, he will be able to re-enter the prison. Investigate the circumstances of Cao Yaohua's imprisonment..."

Ming Hui continued: "We can also re-investigate the truth about the murder of those police officers—that is, your parents."

Yan Ruyu was noncommittal.

Minghui murmured and asked, "Brother Yan, the deaths of the Wang brothers and sisters...do you know anything? Why did you go to find Wang Limei? Why did she die right after you left?"

"I told you everything I knew during the meeting." Yan Ruyu was not lying, otherwise what else could he do?Tell Minghui honestly about kidnapping Master Biao together with Wei Shao?

The kid is probably not ready yet.

"Team leader?"

Seeing that Yan Ruyu's mouth couldn't be pried, Minghui went to call Wu Cuo again.

Wu Cuo just said "do something" and hung up the phone.

Wu Cuo rubbed his brows, "There are too few clues, all relevant case records have been erased, and it is difficult to find the relevant personnel 20 years ago. Besides, there are still a group of people competing with us... Difficult!"

"Don't you have a good relationship with the media?" Yan Ruyu asked suddenly. "I remember that there are several local media outlets, which started out as newspapers - at least 30 years ago.

Those people can erase the materials inside the public security system, but they can't stop the content that has been reported and released.

The media should keep their old publications, which can be regarded as a kind of corporate culture inheritance..."

Wu Cuo already understood what he meant, kicked the accelerator, and drove towards a local newspaper office.

Yan Ruyu reminded: "In order to prevent the other party from destroying the evidence, you'd better ask Xiaobai to bring back all the newspapers archived by the other media outlets to the city hall—only the ones two years before the incident occurred."

Wu patted the steering wheel by mistake, realizing "I'm driving," and said, "Call him."

Yan Ruyu shook her head, "I don't want to be questioned by children anymore, it's too embarrassing."

Wu Cuo: "..."

Bright Evening News.

Wu Cuo approached the editor-in-chief with ease, and promised to give them exclusive news on the case at hand, and the editor-in-chief happily brought the two of them into the room where past publications were stored.

The room was like a miniature library, with bookshelves and filing cabinets neatly arranged.

The editor-in-chief moved out a huge stack of folders from a filing cabinet: "The newspapers from 96 to 97 are all here, you can take a look for yourself."

The two thanked each other, and the editor-in-chief left the room.

The old newspaper has turned yellow, but fortunately it is well preserved, and it does not have the musty smell that is unique to old things. On the contrary, the smell of the ink has accumulated over time, and it is more fragrant.

"There are gunshots in the tapes we received, so we mainly pay attention to shooting cases." Yan Ruyu said, "Of course, as long as there are cases that have been reported in the past two years, record them all and go back to compare them with the cases in the hall."

Wu nodded wrongly, flipped through a folder at random, halfway through, and said, "Huh?"

"It's not complete," Wu Cuo said, "Look here, two issues are missing!"

(End of this chapter)