RBCT Chapter 69 has been discovered?
Chapter 69 has been discovered?
"She fell down after just one touch? How did she fall down?"
"It's like... as soon as you touch her, she goes limp, her eyes are still open, she's breathing, but she can't move, and she's twitching."
Zhao Xueming gestured with his fingers, speaking with lingering fear.
In Yingcheng County Public Security Bureau, Zhou Weidong, a member of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, exchanged a glance with his colleague. They had reviewed the previous statements of Zhang Beichuan, Lan Baojun, and others.
None of them mentioned this incredible thing; only Zhang Beichuan's statement mentioned using pepper spray for self-defense.
When Zhao Xueming's other accomplices were interrogated separately, A-Qiang and Haozi, although their descriptions were vague, mentioned that they felt numb all over their bodies when touched, as if they were being electrocuted.
A-Qiang and Haozi mentioned that when Zhang Beichuan was next to them, it seemed like he had something in his hand, but it was wrapped in a gauze scarf, so they couldn't tell what it was.
This clearly differed from the statements of Zhang Beichuan and others, which aroused Zhou Weidong's suspicion.
"Are you sure he didn't use any tools?" Zhou Weidong pressed.
"No! Absolutely not!" Zhao Xueming shook his head vigorously. "Officers, that kid is too strange! You have to investigate him thoroughly! He's definitely up to something!"
Since he knew he couldn't get out anyway, he figured he might as well take someone down with him and let the police thoroughly investigate Zhang Beichuan, just to vent his anger!
After the interrogation, Zhou Weidong returned to his office, where several detectives in charge of the case gathered to discuss it.
"Zhao Xueming's story is quite detailed and doesn't seem like a complete fabrication," an old detective said, smoking a cigarette. "But Zhang Beichuan and the others' statements didn't mention this at all; they only said they used pepper spray. Zhao Xueming and his gang aren't exactly tough guys; they wouldn't need to lie about such a detail."
"Could it be some kind of folk technique we don't know about? Like qigong or something that's become popular in recent years?" another person guessed.
"You call yourself a top student? Qigong? Hahaha, if it really exists, I'd love to see what qigong looks like," Gao Bo laughed.
"Team Leader Zhou, what do you think?"
Zhou Weidong raised the enamel mug to his lips and took a sip.
"The problem is, Zhang Beichuan is a returnee, and his background seems clean. Where would he get these kinds of connections if he's just running a small business in the county?"
He paused, thinking to himself that what everyone had said made sense; it was impossible for Zhao Xueming and his group to lie together, so they were locked up separately after being brought back.
There's a high probability that Zhang Beichuan, Lan Baojun, and the others are hiding something. They collapsed as soon as they were touched. How did they manage that?
"If Zhang Beichuan and his group really have something to hide, asking them directly might alert them, and they might not be able to get any information from them."
Gao Bo nodded, then suddenly remembered something.
"Captain Zhou, how about we let Lu Ya from the household registration department give it a try? She seems to be quite familiar with Zhang Beichuan. She even escorted Zhao Xueming when he was following Zhang Beichuan for the first time. Lu Ya was also the first to arrive at the scene of this burglary."
"Lu Ya?"
Zhou Weidong muttered to himself, thinking of this bright new comrade who should have been a member of the criminal investigation team, but was instead assigned to the household registration window by Director Chen.
He went to argue with Director Chen about this matter.
Putting a top police academy graduate at the household registration window was a waste of talent, but Director Chen dismissed him with the excuse that the organization had other considerations.
"Alright, let Comrade Lu Ya go with us. Under the guise of registering permanent residents, showing concern for the victims, and reminding them of safety precautions, she can subtly inquire about their safety. She's meticulous and a woman, so Zhang Beichuan might be less wary of her."
Gao Bo chuckled and said, "Alright, the household registration window is already closed. I'll go find her."
"Wait a minute." Zhou Weidong called out to the impetuous Gao Bo, reminding him, "Remember, you're just gathering information; be mindful of your approach."
"Don't worry, Captain Zhou."
Lu Ya, who had already finished get off work and gone home, cooked an eggplant and made Mapo Tofu, then packed up the food.
Just as I was about to go out to deliver food to my mother who was working overtime at the hospital, I ran into Gao Bo, who was raising his hand to knock on the door.
"Comrade Lu Ya."
Lu Ya looked at Gao Bo, who was grinning widely, and nodded.
"What's up? Did you need something?"
"It's like this..." Gao Bo stood at the door and quickly explained the current situation.
After listening, Lu Ya was visibly stunned for a moment, then agreed.
Are you in a hurry?
Gao Bo looked at the lunchbox she was carrying and knew that she had to deliver the food to Dr. Wu first.
"No rush, no rush. I'll go with you to deliver the food to Aunt Wu, and then we'll go together, shall we?"
Lu Ya thought about it and realized that since the purpose was to indirectly gather information under the guise of registering permanent residents, there must be something wrong with bringing along a burly man like Gao Bo.
Besides, she and Zhang Beichuan were practically friends, so going alone would make it easier for Zhang Beichuan to lower his guard to the minimum.
"How about I go alone? After all..."
After listening to Lu Ya's explanation, Gao Bo felt it made sense, but he was worried about leaving her alone, since it was getting late.
"What you say makes sense. How about I keep watch nearby?"
"No need, I know him fairly well, he won't be in danger."
Gao Bo scratched his head awkwardly, "Well... okay, I'll wait for you then. I'll take some men to find Lan Baojun."
"Hmm." Lu Ya saw that he was still blocking the doorway and showed no sign of leaving. "I need to change into my police uniform. Why don't you wait outside?"
Gao Bo gave an awkward laugh, "Right, right, I almost forgot about that. We had to go all the way!"
Meanwhile, Huang Zhenjiang, who had followed Zhang Beichuan and his group to Beichuan Department Store, watched through the crack in the back door as Zhang Beichuan took out a large wad of banknotes and distributed them to Lan Baohong and the others.
"If you ever run out of money in the future, and I'm not at the store, you can just ask Baojun for some."
"Alright, Brother Chuan!"
Lan Baojun looked at them with a smile, feeling much more relaxed.
As long as everyone has something to do, there won't be any more chaotic incidents, which is undoubtedly a good thing for everyone.
"You guys, get to work, you hear me?"
Lan Baoquan and the other younger boys all spoke in unison.
"Brother Baojun, don't worry. Even if you didn't say anything, we'd still work hard. Brother Xiaochuan has treated us very well; you couldn't find such a good deal even with a lantern!"
After exchanging a few words of laughter and conversation, Zhang Beichuan escorted them to the front gate.
Seizing the opportunity, Huang Zhenjiang glanced around to make sure no one was watching, took a few steps back, sprinted forward for a bit, and nimbly climbed over the courtyard wall.
While Zhang Beichuan was closing the door with his back to him, he carefully slipped into a room diagonally opposite.
Upon entering the house, he was met with the lingering smell of chicken droppings, which nearly made him vomit. He forced himself to hide behind the door, suppressing his discomfort.
After seeing Lan Baojun and the others off, Zhang Beichuan took the account book into his room, glanced at today's accounts, and then calculated the money on hand.
As of today, after leaving 700 yuan for Grandma this afternoon and another 800 yuan for Lanbao and the other eight, we have a total of more than 4300 yuan left.
This amount of money is not enough to take over Dongfeng Injection Molding Plant.
He calculated the time and figured he could get back the remaining four TVs he'd bought in 2026, along with pencil cases and other things, by tomorrow.
The Rongcheng brand TV I ordered online is almost here; I'll open it up and check out the inside.
If the items are similar to those you find in secondhand appliance stores, you can buy them in bulk online and sell them for 1986 to quickly make more money.
I've also prepared the nylon stockings I promised Zhou Jing; I'll bring them over tomorrow.
He had just closed the ledger when he heard a knock on the door.