Chapter 1053 - 1051: Checking Surveillance Cameras
"That's Lin Chuan, huh? He's quite handsome."
"Even the way he hits people is cool. How great would it be to have such a boyfriend?"
"I don't ask for him to be my boyfriend, just spending a night with him would make me content."
"Wow, his body is incredible. His skills in bed must be top-notch too. Being with a man like that would be a joy."
While the women talked about Lin Chuan, the men's expressions changed as well. Most had a look of admiration in their eyes, though some were filled with envy and jealousy.
In their admiration of Lin Chuan, they couldn't help but feel jealous as well. Why wasn't someone as beautiful as Helen with them? If only they were as impressive as Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan walked over to Bruce and saw that this guy had been struck at the Ru Zhong acupoint in his chest by Helen. The Ru Zhong acupoint is a crucial point on the human body, and being struck there can cause unbearable pain.
Bruce's complexion turned a waxy yellow, a painful expression on his face. He wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound. This feeling was worse than being killed.
"Are you willing to talk now?" Lin Chuan asked Bruce coldly.
Unable to speak, Bruce nodded repeatedly.
Lin Chuan said to Helen, "Helen, release his acupoint."
Although Lin Chuan had a strong attack capability and skills, he didn't know the art of acupoint striking.
Helen was somewhat reluctant. Bruce had been too obscene to her, and she wanted him to suffer a bit more. But since Lin Chuan spoke, she said nothing further and leaned over Bruce, tapping him a few times to release the acupoint.
Once his acupoint was released, Bruce felt much better and realized that the man and woman before him were not to be trifled with. He said, "I have met Mu Zhengqing, but he's not with me. He just asked me to do something for him."
Lin Chuan asked, "What did he ask you to do?"
Bruce replied, "He wants us to take out someone named Ma Ling."
Lin Chuan and Helen exchanged a glance. Lin Chuan asked again, "Where is Mu Zhengqing staying?"
Bruce said, "I don't know that. I only know he told us to find a man named Bill at 10 Wall Street after taking out Ma Ling."
"So you haven't acted yet?" Helen asked.
Bruce nodded, "Yes, we've just found Ma Ling recently and were preparing to act tonight."
Lin Chuan pondered for a moment, then asked, "Where is Ma Ling?"
Bruce replied, "She's in room 331 at the Hilton Hotel."
It seemed Mu Zhengqing was quite cunning. Finding him would require some effort. Lin Chuan didn't make things difficult for Bruce further, only telling him that he must assist whenever needed.
At this point, Bruce was like a lamb to be slaughtered, not daring to disagree.
Who was this woman Ma Ling, and why did Mu Zhengqing want her dead? All of this piqued Lin Chuan's curiosity. He decided to find this woman first and uncover the truth.
Before looking for Ma Ling, Lin Chuan called Old General Chen Zhengguo, asking him to investigate Ma Ling's personal background.
It didn't take long before there was news from Old General. It turned out Ma Ling was a key member of Mu Zhengqing's illegal fundraising group and one of Mu Zhengqing's mistresses. More importantly, Ma Ling was also a red notice criminal wanted by the government.
In light of this information, it seemed Ma Ling and Mu Zhengqing had a falling out, and Mu Zhengqing wanted to silence her.
Lin Chuan's mind gradually formed a clear plan: why not use Ma Ling to lure Mu Zhengqing out?
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Jiangbei City Postal Hall.
Xiao Xue and Luo Guoqing were verifying the postmark on an anonymous letter with a staff member.
"It should have been sent from the mailbox at the Huainan Road intersection," the staff member confirmed after checking for some time.
Luo Guoqing asked the staff member, "Can we find out who sent these letters?"
The staff member replied, "That would be difficult to find. We can't do it here."
Xiao Xue tugged at Luo Guoqing, saying, "Old Luo, let's go."
After leaving the postal hall, Luo Guoqing appeared a bit disheartened. Looking at Xiao Xue, he said, "It seems there's no way to investigate further. All the leads are gone."
Xiao Xue blinked and said, "Who said there are no leads? This person sent the anonymous letters from the mailbox at the Huainan Road intersection. If we can find the surveillance, we might find this person."
Luo Guoqing slapped his forehead and laughed, "Xiao Xue, you're smart. I can't believe I didn't think of that."
The two of them arrived at the intersection on Huainan Road and found the mailbox. After wandering around for a long time, they didn't spot any surveillance cameras nearby. Both of them felt a bit frustrated.
They were about to return to the City Committee when they encountered Song Xiaojia and Zhang Wenhui coming out of the police station.
Luo Guoqing and Xiao Xue knew Song Xiaojia, so as soon as Song Xiaojia saw them, she immediately shouted, "Xiao Xue, Master Luo, where are you headed?"
Xiao Xue and Luo Guoqing didn't hide their intentions and told her about their investigation into the anonymous letter.
After hearing this, Song Xiaojia really wanted to help. But they had looked everywhere that needed looking, and without any surveillance to go on, she felt helpless.
Zhang Wenhui, who was listening on the side, said slowly, "If you can't find anything on Huainan Road, do you think there's nowhere else to look?"
Upon hearing this, Song Xiaojia immediately looked at him and said, "Captain Zhang, what do you mean by this?"
Zhang Wenhui patted Song Xiaojia's head and said, "You silly girl, you've been with me for so long. Use your brain and think about it. Huainan Road has only one entrance. Since he sent the anonymous letter from this mailbox, he must have come in from the entrance. Go to the telecom company nearby to check the surveillance there. You should find what you're looking for."
Xiao Xue said, "But there are so many people passing by every day. How will we know who it is?"
Zhang Wenhui laughed, "You should ask Comrade Xiaojia about that."
Song Xiaojia was taken aback and said, "Captain Zhang, you're testing me on purpose. How would I know?"
Zhang Wenhui pointed to his head and said, "Think about it carefully, and you'll know."
The gazes of Xiao Xue and Luo Guoqing immediately focused on Song Xiaojia, as this concerned Secretary Tang's future.
Song Xiaojia lowered her head and pondered for a few minutes, still unable to come up with anything. Just then, a student on a bicycle with a backpack rode past her.
"Ah, Captain Zhang, I've got it!" Song Xiaojia exclaimed happily, "The person who sent the anonymous letter must have come in with a large bag. After mailing the letter, the bag would naturally be empty. We just need to find the same person coming in and going out and look at their bag to identify him."
Zhang Wenhui nodded approvingly and said, "Now that you understand, go and find him."
"Captain Zhang, aren't you coming with us?" Song Xiaojia looked at Zhang Wenhui.
Zhang Wenhui smiled and said, "I won't go. I hope you can find this person soon to clear Secretary Tang's name."
Zhang Wenhui had worked at the Huainan Road police station for over twenty years, and he knew where the surveillance was located. When Song Xiaojia, Xiao Xue, and Luo Guoqing arrived at the telecom business office at the corner, they found the cameras hidden under an eave.
Being a police officer, Song Xiaojia went straight to the surveillance point, showing her badge, and began investigating.
According to the postmark on the cover of the anonymous letter, the mailing time should have been around ten in the morning ten days ago. The three of them had the surveillance personnel pull up the footage from that day.
After watching for more than an hour, they still hadn't found the person, and Xiao Xue and Luo Guoqing started to feel a bit disheartened.
Song Xiaojia noticed that at 9:48 a.m., a man with a large white canvas bag passed by, but in the images up to noon, he hadn't emerged.
Continuing to review the footage, Song Xiaojia finally saw the man coming out at 1:28 p.m., but the canvas bag was gone. This scenario made him the most suspicious.
They zoomed in on the surveillance image, and the man's face was mostly clear. Song Xiaojia took a photo of the man with her phone and, along with Xiao Xue and Luo Guoqing, left the surveillance point and headed to the police station.
In this modern society, finding a nameless and faceless person in the vast sea of people has become too easy. Song Xiaojia uploaded the photo she took into the police system's database, and in less than ten minutes, the man's record appeared.
Zheng Minghui, male, twenty-eight years old, a resident of XX Village in XX Township, Jiangbei City. This information was sufficient, and Xiao Xue and Luo Guoqing eagerly wanted to go find Zheng Minghui.
Since Song Xiaojia didn't have much to do at the police station, she informed Zhang Wenhui and then followed Xiao Xue and Luo Guoqing to Zheng Minghui's home.
After driving for over an hour, the three of them finally arrived at the gate of Zheng Minghui's home.
From the outside, Zheng Minghui's house, built with a brick-earth mixture typical of a decade or so ago, looked pretty ordinary, hinting at his modest family background.
Song Xiaojia walked to the door and knocked. After a couple of minutes, the gate opened to reveal a woman in her twenties, who appeared quite average.
The woman looked at the three of them, unfamiliar, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Song Xiaojia showed her police badge and asked, "I'm a police officer. Is this Zheng Minghui's home?"
Hearing the word "police," a slightly tense expression appeared on the woman's face. She nodded, "Yes, this is Zheng Minghui's home."
"And what's your relationship to Zheng Minghui?" Song Xiaojia inquired.
The woman hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'm Zheng Minghui's wife. My name is Tao Cuixing."
"Is Zheng Minghui home?" Song Xiaojia continued to ask.
Tao Cuixing appeared somewhat nervous, shaking her head, she replied, "He's not home; he's been working in the city. Officer, did he do something wrong?"