The man in the green suit named Jia Gui took out a laptop from his bag.
Jia Gui bared his mouth, showing his big yellow teeth, proudly showing the notebook to Song An.
"Did you see that? It's a Thinkpad T20! The world's first laptop made of pure titanium alloy. It had just been flown over from Miko. It was definitely a high-end product!”
Jia Gui gave a thumbs up and started to boast," It's three centimeters thick and weighs less than three pounds. It's powerful and has an ergonomical design. It's most suitable for cultured people like you. How about it, little brother?”
Song An had indeed heard of the famous T20. It was this notebook that could almost be described as perfect that established the sales legend of the T series.
"How much is this book of yours?”Song An asked with a smile.
"One price, this amount! We won't bargain!"
Jia Gui gestured a six to Song An, meaning six thousand yuan.
Song An shook his head." If it's a regular T20, the price would be around 10,000 yuan. You're selling it so cheaply.”
When Jia Gui heard this, his expression changed.
"Little brother, you can insult my looks, but you can't insult my character! Go to Hundred Brain Exchange and ask around. What kind of person am I, Jia Gui? Can I sell illegal goods?”
Jia Gui was still a sentimental person. Song An suspected that he was selling fake goods, so he really didn't sell it. He stuffed the notebook into his bag and hugged the bag to sleep.
"Sigh, look ahead. There are so many police cars!”
"Did something happen? It was really not peaceful these days. A taxi driver had just died yesterday, and he did not know what had happened today.”
A traffic police officer ordered the bus to stop. The door opened and a few people in police uniforms got on the bus. The person in the lead was Ji Jie.
"Who is Jia Gui?"
Ji Jie looked at the people in the car and finally stopped at Song An. She was also stunned and the two of them looked at each other.
Song An pushed Jia Gui, who was napping, and said," Boss Jia, the police are looking for you."”
"Ah?"
Jia Gui stood up in a daze and stumbled towards Ji Jie. He smiled and said," Officer, I didn't do anything wrong. I'm a proper businessman."”
"Does Fan Dashan know?" Ji Jie stared at Jia Gui with cold eyes and asked.
"Fan. Fan Dashan?"
Jia Gui had been quite confident just now, but when he heard Fan Dashan's name, he was like a deflated balloon. He lowered his head, shrunk his shoulders, and bent his waist, deflated all of a sudden.
Ji Jie saw him like this and knew that something must have happened between the two of them. She immediately handcuffed him.
Song An got out of the car as well. A police officer stopped him." Sir, we're working on a case. If you don't reach the station, you don't have to get out of the car."”
"One of us."
Song An took out his police badge. When the policeman saw that it was a criminal police officer, he immediately saluted Song An.
Song An walked towards Ji Jie and asked," Captain Ji, what crime did Jia Gui commit?”
"A self-employed man named Fan Dashan died last night. According to the neighbors, Fan Dashan had a conflict with Jia Gui when he was alive. The two of them even fought a few times.”
After Ji Jie finished speaking, Jia Gui, who was about to be taken to the police car by the police, was shocked when he heard that Fan Dashan was dead.
"Heavens, this time, even if I, Jia Gui, jump into the Yellow River, I won't be able to clear my name.”
The police officer shouted and pushed Jia Gui into the police car.
Ji Jie opened the car door and got into the police car of Team Six. She looked up at Song An and said," Get in. The crime scene is in Bajiao Town."”
Criminal police were like this. A police report was an order. Even if they were taking a shower or eating, they had to leave when they received the alarm, let alone on the weekend.
In Bajiao Town's Great Zhao Village, police sirens sounded one after another.
Police cars with red and blue flashing lights were parked in Great Zhao Village.
On the east side of the village entrance, a cordon had been set up around the large pond.
Dozens of police officers who were temporarily transferred from the jurisdiction were maintaining order. When the villagers heard that someone had died, they gathered outside the cordon to watch the commotion.
"The deceased, Fan Dashan, 34 years old. He owned a grocery store in Bajiao Town. His wife's name is Wang Yun. According to the neighbors, their relationship was very bad.”
After arriving at the scene, Ji Jie briefly explained the situation to Song An.
Old Wang, Liu Mengyang, Baole, Bai Ling, and the others had also arrived.
Liu Mengyang was now Chang Baole's master. He was teaching Chang Baole how to investigate crime scenes.
Wang Guijin was talking to the village chief about the discovery of the corpse.
"I came to the east of the village at eight in the morning to patrol. Now that the corn is ripe, I'm afraid that bad people will come to our village to steal the crops.”
The village chief handed Wang Guijin a Big Chicken brand cigarette and took out a roller lighter to light Old Wang's cigarette." Who would have thought that when I arrived at the pond, I would see a person floating in it. I quickly called someone over to help and dragged the body ashore.”
Lao Wang looked around. Beside the pond was the farmland. There were footprints everywhere. Needless to say, the scene had long been destroyed.
Song An put on gloves and gauntlets and squatted down to look at the corpse. The deceased was wearing long johns and was lying on the ground. There were obvious signs of binding on his hands and feet.
Moreover, his limbs were bruised. It was obvious that he had experienced an intense struggle before he died.
There were several obvious wounds on the victim's right wrist, some deep and some shallow.
There were no wounds on the other parts of his body except for the traces of being tied up.
"Little Song, come and take a look."
Old Wang walked over with a sports shoe in his hand." This is a shoe that the village chief found by the pond. He asked around, and no one in his village has ever worn this kind of shoe. Judging from the size of the shoes, it was very likely that these were the shoes that the deceased had worn before he died.”
Song An took the shoe and checked it over and over again. Then, he put the shoe on the deceased's left foot and found that it fit very well.
Old Wang and Song An exchanged glances and nodded at the same time.
"Sister Ji, this case should be easy to solve, right? The victim obviously committed suicide by cutting her wrist.”
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