Yan Sixian drank the last sip of tea, his stomach screamed, and said, "This belly is watery, the widow is dead, go for a walk, go and eat."
Wu Duan remembered that he was not suitable for rice, so he found a noodle restaurant, and asked the boss to cook the noodles for a while when ordering, but it was not cold.
While eating, Yan Sixian asked, "Does Ma Duanqing live alone?"
"Well, he's not married, he rents a house by himself."
"Renting Housing" "Normal, don't look at him as a small boss, in fact, his advertising company is the kind that can be found everywhere on the street, that is, to make signs, light boxes, banners or something for the storefront, and also do the work of typing and copying."
Yan Sixian showed a clear expression, "Did you send someone to search his house?"
"I sent a group of people over," Wu Duan looked at his watch, "but there has been no feedback yet, it seems that his family has not found anything." ” "Then I'll go to his company later," Yan Sixian asked.
Wu Duan was a little puzzled, but he still nodded.
Ma Duanqing's company is located near a decoration and building materials city in Mocheng, and as Wu Duan said, it is a very narrow façade.
However, because of the location advantage, it seems that business is not bad, and when the two arrived, there were two young people in front of the store who were making an advertising banner, and I don't know if they used spray paint or what, which made a small area in front of the store very unpleasant.
The two of them walked a few briskly steps into the store.
There are two large printers in the store, and two young girls in their 20s are sitting in front of the computer.
The computer screen was facing away from the door, and although the two of them could not see the content on the screen, they could see that the girl had turned off something in a bit of a panic, and it seemed that she was playing a game during work hours.
"Print, copy, advertise," the girl asked.
Employees don't yet know that the boss has died.
Wu Duan flashed his police ID, the girl's eyes widened, she was very surprised, and immediately said, "Our boss is not here." ” Yan Sixian didn't explain to her, just pointed to the innermost closed door and asked, "That's your boss's office."
"Uh-huh."
The girl nodded repeatedly.
Yan Sixian walked over, pushed the door, the door was locked, and he asked the girl again: "Do you have a key?"
"No, only the boss has the office key."
Yan Sixian looked at Wu Duan, and Wu Duan had no choice but to walk over, take out the wire from his pocket and start picking the lock.
The little girl was stunned for a moment, and snorted: "You policemen are doing this."
Yan Sixian had no choice but to explain, "Your boss, Ma Duanqing, is dead." ” The little girl didn't say anything for a long time, and while she was doing this, Yan Sixian had already smeared oil on the soles of her feet and entered the door, and he was really too lazy to do the work of repeating explanations to others.
The advertising company is already a big palm, and this office is very cramped, five or six square meters, with a desk, an office chair, and a small side table, on which there are kettles, teacups, paper and other things.
Yan Sixian sat down, turned on the computer on the table, and had the boot password, he tried Ma Duanqing's birthday, but he was right.
Except for games, movies and other things to pass the time in the computer, it didn't seem to be anything special, but Yan Sixian still carefully opened each folder to check.
He is also very patient when it comes to tedious and boring work.
Finally, in a deeply hidden folder called "Travel", Yan Sixian found something.
"Come and see," he shouted at Wu Duan outside the door.
Wu Duan walked over quickly, only glanced at the computer screen, and frowned.
"He also left a photo, it's a brute," Wu Duan scolded.
"It's also called travel," Yan Sixian explained, "I think he will also leave something, and more than seventy percent of people who repeat crimes will leave some loot for later recall." ” Yan Sixian flipped through the photos one by one, suddenly stopped, and said a name.
"Anliang."
Wu Duan nodded, "It's her." ” In the case file of An Liang's suicide sent by Lai Xiangheng earlier, there was a photo of her, so the two recognized it at a glance.
Most of the girls photographed by Ma Duanqing were disheveled, and some were even naked, and there were hundreds of photos, judging from their faces, a total of 23 girls.
Thinking of An Liang and depression, his young life finally ended in suicide, Wu Duan only felt a chill in his back, and he didn't dare to think about what happened to the other girls.
Wu Duan took a few deep breaths and calmed down his emotions.
"I have an idea."
He said.
"You want to find these girls," Yan Sixian asked.
"Hmm."
"And then" Wu Duan didn't answer, and he was undecided.
"The law doesn't protect people who lie in power and don't do anything, and if some of them, I believe, a significant number of victims would choose not to report to the police in this way, it means that they can't afford to make this matter public."
"I know, I know" Wu Duan said: "If you don't make it public, of course you can't make it public, that is, tell them privately that the murderer who hurt them is dead, will this make them feel better." ” "Thankless" Yan Sixian only commented one sentence, and then fell silent because they found a folder.
In the folder was a video taken by Ma Duanqing when he violated the girl, and each video was marked with a date, and its content was disgusting.
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Wu Duan hammered the table hard, "When Liu Chengyin called the police three years ago, if one of the people in charge of the case at that time could have done more and check it again, instead of Liu Chengyin changing his mind, the person in charge of the relevant case would have turned a blind eye and quickly closed the matter, and these girls in the back might have it."
There are conscientious people, and there are people who eat and wait for death, all walks of life are the same, and the criminal police are no exception, whenever he encounters such a peer, Wu Duan can't help but scold his mother.
I really don't understand what these people think, since they want to make a mess and become a clerk casually, the salary is about the same as that of a criminal policeman, and they don't have to face the danger of their lives, so why bother fooling around in a place where they want to make a living.
In terms of criminal investigation, if a person is irresponsible, the consequence may be that there are many more victims for no reason, and the inconspicuous butterfly effect is very terrifying and frightening.
Yan Sixian patted him on the shoulder, squatted down and began to disassemble the hard disk of the computer.
"You're still going to do this," Wu Duan asked.
He urgently needed a new topic to suppress the nameless fire in his heart.
Yan Sixian cooperated: "Is this difficult?"
"It's not that hard, but I don't think you have much of a chance to do this kind of work."
"Isn't this the basic skill of men in the new era, dismantling the computer system, sticking the mobile phone film, and taking the sister to score, otherwise how to find a wife" These words came out of Yan Sixian's mouth, and he said them seriously, Wu Duan almost vomited blood.
"Isn't it enough to have money?"
"In case I meet a girl who is beautiful and detached and regards money as dung, don't you still have to honestly disassemble the computer installation system, and the mobile phone film is on the girl."
Wu Duan: I want to beat people even more: