Sure enough, in less than half a day, Zhang Guozhong received a call from Gege, saying that the man had been arrested at Kunming Railway Station and was being escorted back to Puwen.
This man's name was Sun Desheng, one of the people who carried Su Tieli's coffin.
He was the original owner of Su Tielei’s property in Puwen.
Wen runs a paint workshop.
The police have already conducted a search of the paint workshop he runs.
As expected, a large number of drug-making tools and raw materials were found in the cellar.
Puwen is currently planning to arrange an interrogation that night about the corpse of Su Tielei.
The whereabouts will be enchanted by tomorrow at the latest.
"Officer Li, you are right," Zhang Guozhong nodded to Li Dong after putting down the phone, "It took seven hours from the time the wanted order was issued to the time he was caught at Kunming Railway Station."
"There are many wanted criminals in Hong Kong who would rather smuggle themselves to Brazil than come to the mainland."
Li Dong curled his lips, "The mainland police may occasionally be confused about the facts of the case, but their skills in arresting people are definitely world-class."
One night passed quickly.
To be honest, everyone had a good sleep that night.
According to Zhang Guozhong's estimate, if nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to go home in two to three days.
However, this accident really happened.
Out, the next afternoon, Gege finally called.
Sun Desheng confessed to the crime of drug production and trafficking.
Because the production of methamphetamine produced a lot of unpleasant smells, some nearby neighbors went to the street to report the situation.
The street officials mistakenly thought that the smell of drug production was the smell of paint production, but ordered Sun Desheng's paint workshop stopped production, and people were sent to Sun Desheng's business location to do work.
Sun Desheng had a guilty conscience and was afraid that his production of drugs would be exposed, so he intended to transfer and hide the drugs that had been made into finished products.
Just when he was worried about not finding a suitable place, Wang Aiyun came to ask for help in carrying Su Tieli's coffin.
Sun Desheng then focused on Su Tieli's coffin, secretly moved Su Tieli's body, and moved the drugs three times.
Into the coffin.
According to Sun Desheng's account, Su Tieli's body was buried in a small valley not far from his cemetery.
However, the police did not find Su Tieli's body there.
In the end, they even used police dogs, but still found nothing.
"I knew it would be like this."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Guozhong couldn't help but sigh that this Aierson is really the unlucky guy of the century.
He can't blame society and the government for his misfortune.
It's also a disaster.
Zhang Yicheng's guy over there , a high school student plus Zhang Guoyi’s two hundred and fifty will be enough. , and elites gathered here, including Maoshan Shu, Zhu Youshu, and the special agent Qin Ge.
They were busy for most of the day but almost stood still and made no progress.
"If the corpse is really around the grave, it is impossible to recruit him."
If you don’t have a soul, even if there is a Juyin Pool, you can pull out the soul at such a close distance.”
With the mentality of "I will never give up until I reach the Yellow River", Zhang Guozhong and others came to the cemetery again.
Because Ge Ge still wanted to stay in the bureau to interrogate Sun Desheng, he arranged for a plainclothes subordinate to stay at the cemetery as Zhang Guozhong's "tour guide."
Under the leadership of this person, everyone came to the small valley where Sun Desheng's confession was buried.
In the middle of a patch of weeds, there were indeed traces of disturbed soil, as if it had just been dug.
"Sun Desheng said he buried the body here," said the plainclothes man who stayed behind.
"He said it was buried very shallowly, but we couldn't find the body.
We later used police dogs, but nothing was found."
"This place," after the plainclothes man left behind said goodbye, Old Liu took out his compass and turned it around, shaking his head as he turned, "this place is very normal, and it is impossible to confine the soul.
The corpse may have been there on the day we summoned the soul.
No more."
"Damn it," Zhang Guozhong spat on the ground and kept breathing heavily, "How the hell can a dead person be so dishonest?
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Who the hell could move a dead person around after being full?
, so damn sick” "Guozhong, don't be anxious."
Old Liu Tou's eyes kept wandering around, "There is no perfect path, I have a way."
"How can we continue recruiting?"
Zhang Guozhong frowned.
"No."
Old Liu Tou shook his head, "Do you know why I was able to deceive that Wang Aiyun so easily?"
Zhang Guozhong shook his head.
"Because before me, someone had already scared her, saying that she was possessed by a evil star."
Old Liu Tou said, "But at that time she was dubious.
Later I said that she was in danger of impending disaster, which coincided with what that person said.
She Just started to be afraid.”
"Who has ever scared her?"
Zhang Guozhong was stunned.
"A lame man from her hometown," Old Liu Tou said, "It is said that because of his kindness to Huang Xian, Huang Xian gave him a pair of wise eyes."
"Huang Xian Huiyan" Zhang Guozhong frowned, "Senior brother, is that thing accurate?"
"It should be accurate," Old Liu curled his lips and nodded, "This kind of thing happened in the old society.
It's far away, but do you still remember the story that Master Sun told us back then, Changjiaying, Enshi, Hubei That nine-tailed tanuki" "Then you mean to ask the wise man to help us find Su Tieliai?"
Zhang Guozhong's head suddenly got bigger.
He heard Ge Ge say two days ago that this woman seems to be from Fujian.
Is it possible that we have to move our position again?
"That's right."
Old Liu Tou chuckled, and Zhang Guozhong collapsed completely.
Finding out Wang Aiyun's home address from the Public Security Bureau's network was a simple matter for Gege.
When calling Gege to say goodbye, everyone learned that while Sun Desheng was being interrogated, Puwen Police Tongjin also raided The residence of Song Yongjun was searched.
Although Song Yongjun himself has disappeared, the police found some residual gunpowder, steel balls and other items at his residence, which were obviously used to fill muskets.
Although no muskets were found, the fact that this person was missing can basically confirm his suspicion of committing the crime. .
"Song Yongjun has run away, but the Public Security Bureau found gunpowder and steel balls from his house, which are ammunition for muskets."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Guozhong smiled at Li Dong.
"Haha, it's the same thing.
If they really want to catch them, there's no one they can't catch."
Li Dong smiled, "Now I'm just afraid that the beautiful lady named Wang didn't listen to us and still hangs out with that person."
"Officer Li, I remembered what you said," Old Liu Tou said, "Why did you tell Wang Aiyun not to be with Song Yongjun yesterday?"
"This is hard to describe in words."
Li Dong said, "Do you remember that I said that the art of Zhu Youshu was first used to treat people's illnesses?"
Everyone nodded.
"No, not only in ancient times, but also in modern times.
When a new member is added to a family, whether it is giving birth to a child or marrying a new wife, someone in the family will have some problems, or die, or become ill for no reason.
In Taoism or numerology, this is called fate conflict.”
"Well, most of the cases of mutual restraint are directly to death.
It is not common to overcome diseases."
Old Liu nodded.
"In Zhu Youshu, this situation is called life illness, which means that there are people around you who are in conflict with it."
Li Dong said, "As long as you feel the soul's attitude towards everyone around you, you can determine who is the source of the life illness.
Who are you fighting against?"
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"Feeling the attitude of the soul" Zhang Guozhong seemed a little unable to understand, "The soul also has an attitude."
"Of course."
Li Dong smiled, "Not to mention souls, even insects have them.
Scientifically speaking, they are called conditioned reflexes.
Rats are naturally afraid of cats, and rabbits are naturally afraid of eagles.
These are all conditioned reflexes.
Souls are different from living people, they don't In acting, you can feel who you like, hate, and fear.
The likes and fears mentioned here are not true likes and fears, but the same.
It's a subtle thing.
So I think it's hard to describe it in words.
In Chinese medicine, there's a saying called looking, hearing, asking, and feeling, but that's for people.
The feeling I'm talking about is just like looking, hearing, asking, and feeling, but it's for the soul.
There is a very strange name in Yushu.
My father told me about it, but it took so long that I forgot it.
I can only use the word "feeling".
"You feel that Wang Aiyun and that Song Yongjun can't get along?"
Old Liu Tou is also quite new.
It seems that the knowledge of Zhu Youshu has the momentum to keep pace with the times here in Li Dong.
"Feeling" is such a disgusting word. .
"It's not just that they don't get along," Li Dong shook his head, "I can't say for sure, but the reaction of Wang Aiyun's soul to Song Yongjun is too abnormal.
I have been playing Zhu Youshu for so many years and I have never seen it before.
That is definitely not the case.
Good sign."
"Since the soul is so abnormal, don't people notice it?"
Qin Ge didn't seem to understand Li Dong's so-called feelings.
"Normally people won't notice it," Li Dong said, "It's just like cancer.
People won't notice it in the early stages, and by the time they notice it, it will be too late."
"Senior brother, could the cripple Wang Aiyun's evil ways be that Song Yongjun?"
Zhang Guozhong frowned.
"Hehe, who knows, I'll ask him in person when we meet him."
Old Liu stretched his waist, "The air in this place is really damn good, much better than Tianjin.
I have to come back and stay for a few more days after this matter is over
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