Risking their lives to solve the case, criminals all over the network are going crazy

Chapter 128

Jiang Fan's relationship with the funeral home is complicated, this kid has a flexible mind and will come to things, even the security guard at the door will say two good words when he hears him.

This is also why the funeral home let the husband and wife's bodies be left for three months, and they did not charge a penny.

The first, a colleague working in the crematorium, Xu Jun, a native of another province, 36 years old.

Xu Jun is not tall, well-proportioned, and his complexion is dark, especially a face, permeated with depression, with two dark circles under his eyes.

It seems that people who work in such a place will really affect their temperament, and Xu Jun gives people the feeling of being full of dead air.

When he looks at people, his eyes barely move, as if ..... Staring at a corpse.

That's right, it's this feeling, Liu Yu is still uncomfortable being seen for the first time.

Xu Jun grinned, but this smile was a little oozing.

"Officer, are you looking for me?" Xu Jun's voice was slightly sharp.

Like a hoe, the sharp pieces of iron rubbed against the concrete floor, and the bones of the body were scraped and creepy.

A layer of goosebumps rose from the arm.

"Well, Jiang Fan is your colleague, did he behave abnormally before he died?" Liu Yu asked.

Xu Jun's eyes naturally lowered, looked at the ground, and muttered: "Abnormal... There is nothing out of the ordinary... But..."

"During that time he was a very fond of drinking, usually he drank at most slightly drunk, but a few times he drunk."

"I guess it's a matter of heart."

Liu Yu asked, "What's on your mind?"

Xu Jun pondered and shook his head slightly: "I don't know, we asked, but he didn't say."

"Oh, by the way, he asked us a question at the time, and now I think about it a little scary." Xu Jun continued.

Liu Yu asked, "What problem?"

Xu Jun suddenly lowered his voice and said, "He said that he killed someone, how to deal with the corpse?"

Liu Yu put away his smile and looked at Xu Jun calmly, without speaking for a long time.

Xu Jun was stunned, and hurriedly explained: "Officer Liu, I... Where do I dare to joke, the real thing. "

Say!" Liu Yu said in a muffled voice.

Xu Jun continued: "That night, Jiang Fan was full of worries, drank a lot of wine, and came to this topic while chatting. "

We don't drink alcohol, some people say that the corpse is broken, some say it is buried in the deep mountains and old forests, and some say that we are thrown into the sea to feed the fish..."

"However, Jiang Fan said a word and burned it all up."

"We all laugh because that's what we do."

"At that time, I drank a lot of alcohol and the atmosphere arrived, but in hindsight, I didn't think it was quite right."

After Liu Yu listened, his eyes flashed with a strange luster.

Could it be that Jiang Fan still has a murder case?

Therefore, there will be today's killing disaster, if this is the case, then the matter of two sleeping pills given to him by his neighbor may not be simple.

There is a possibility that his neighbor lied.

It was even to participate in the whole process of murdering Jiang Fan and his wife. But from the micro-expression, what his neighbor said was true, without any element of lying.

Of course, there is also the possibility of gibberish after drinking. After all, many people are from Heron Island when they are not drinking, and after drinking, Heron Island is his.

Then again, it may not be necessary to spit out the truth after drinking.

Could it be that Jiang Fan really holds human life in his hands?

Liu Yu felt a slight abnormality, and then continued to ask, there was nothing abnormal.

The second, the security guard at the door, Su Daquan, male, 59 years old, from the city...

Su Daquan was wearing a security hat and holding a cigarette in his hand, it was Huazi.

Not bad, a security guard smokes huazi.

You must know that the salary of security guards in Heron Island is generally not high, more than 3,000 a month, including five insurances and one housing fund, and only about 70,000 a year.

A bag of huazi can cost more than fifty pieces.

Su Daquan first greeted Liu Yu in his local dialect, but I'm sorry, I-Liu Yu can't understand.

Liu Yule was happy, and only then did he realize why this old boy could afford to smoke Huazi.

People locals don't have that little money at all, and they work as security guards just to pass the time.

Speaking in this local dialect, purely to see where Liu Yu is, so as to get closer to the relationship, looking at the little old man's face full of wrinkles, but a pair of eyes, since entering the door, has not stopped.

Floating around, it is a security guard's material, it has to be this kind of person, who can see the scene.

"Officer Liu, hello." Su Daquan handed over a huazi.

Liu Yu took Huazi and lit a cigarette.

This kind of person pretends to be confused, it can be said that it is a set, and it is not easy to ask something.

Don't think too much of the police, as soon as you ask people, people will answer truthfully, then the criminal has already been caught.

On the contrary, many people are true and false, false and real.

A cigarette became a bridge between Liu Yu and Su Daquan, and after a few puffs, the atmosphere naturally came.

"Brother Su, there is something I want to inquire about with you, this funeral home people will pass your eyes in and out."

Su Daquan saw Liu Yu humming and smoking his huazi, and his heart was still very good: "Officer Liu, you are polite, just say."

"Jiang Fan, who works at your funeral home, died in a fire three months ago, and we are investigating, wanting to know his usual work."

After a while, the office was cloudy, because Du Yiming also joined the smoking army.

"He is still a very difficult person, here part-time to carry the body, cremation, he also opened a funeral supplies shop nearby, in addition to our funeral home, in the next city funeral home also part-time..."

"He is a shrewd man, he is also hard-working, he is very polite, and every time he sees me, he smokes..."

I have to say that as soon as Su Daquan's chatterbox opened, he almost said Jiang Fan's affairs in the funeral home.

Su Daquan pinched the butt of the cigarette, pulled out a huazi from the cigarette box, and gave one to everyone present.

"He's good at everything, he just didn't have a baby... Alas! Su Daquan spat out a smoke ring and sighed.

"Didn't he adopt one?" Liu Yu took the opportunity to guide and asked.

"That's a disabled baby, I don't know when I left with my life, and it's not my own, normal people who are willing to give their whole lives to a descendant without blood relatives."

"However, I heard that there is a chicken farmer in the village who has a good relationship with his wife." When Su Daquan said this, his eyes became ambiguous.

Although this layer of window paper is not punctured, it is expressed.

After all, people die, and the words are so obvious, and it is embarrassing.

"Oh, the chicken breeder, what's the name?" Liu Yu then asked.

"It's called... Call·· Chen Fei! Su Daquan recalled: "You can ask him, he may know a lot more than me, an old man."

"But you have to keep it secret for me, don't say what I say." Su Daquan reminded.

Liu Yu nodded and agreed: "Of course, of course, we will do a good job in confidentiality, you can rest assured." "

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This clue did not find out much, but heard the lace news of Jiang Fan's wife.