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"Following Captain Zheng, we can be completely at ease!" Vice Captain Yang Huai chuckled as he patted Zheng Yi's shoulder, and the others joined in the teasing.
Zheng Yi pulled himself back to the present, his expression returning to its usual seriousness. Once he calmed down, he began to carefully examine the village in front of him. In stark contrast to the desolate scene outside the village, there was a peaceful and warm atmosphere within. Every household had bright red couplets and images of deities posted on their doors, and tall piles of corn were visible everywhere. A hen from an unknown household would peck at one family's corn, then another's, showing no fear of strangers, indicating that the animals were often allowed to roam freely by their owners.
The distance between the courtyards was very narrow, and even though it was late at night, the doors of several households were still wide open, suggesting a high level of trust in the village's security. After examining the layout of the village, Zheng Yi made a few judgments in his mind.
The houses are so close to each other that it's impossible for the suspect, who kidnapped Liu Wang and pushed a large garbage truck back home, not to be noticed by the nearby villagers.
The crowd entered an open courtyard where a black watchdog was tied up. Upon seeing the visitors, it began to bark loudly. Soon, all the nearby dogs joined in, creating a cacophony that shattered the calm of the night. Yang Huai was startled and scolded the watchdog, "Why are you barking? We are good people!"
At this moment, a slightly trembling female voice came from inside the house, "Who are you? What do you want?" Zheng Yi identified the owner of the voice as an elderly woman of sixty or older. Relying on years of experience in handling cases, he immediately sensed that something was amiss.
Leaving the yard door wide open at night meant that the owner was very confident in the village's public security. If she was so confident, why did she need to keep a guard dog? Now that guests had arrived, why was she feeling so uneasy and afraid?
Seeing that Zheng Yi did not respond, Yang Huai took the initiative to shout into the house, "Madam, don't be afraid, we are the police and we would like to ask you for some information."
"I don't know, no one has gone missing here, I don't know anything!" The old woman's voice trembled even more.
Zheng Yi and Yang Huai exchanged a glance, seeing understanding in each other's eyes.
Yang Huai continued to shout, "Madam, we haven't even mentioned what kind of case it is, and you've already concluded it's a missing person. If you keep saying you don't know, you'll have to bear the legal consequences." His tone suddenly became stern, exuding a sense of police pressure towards the old woman.
Zheng Yi's attention has always been focused on the surrounding neighbors. With such a big commotion here, not only did the neighbors come out to watch the excitement, but several households even quietly closed their windows, fearing being drawn into this vortex.
It seems that this village is not as united and friendly as they initially imagined.
"Creak—" an old woman opened the door a crack, revealing a pair of old and cloudy eyes. "What do you want? It's almost my bedtime." There were no lights on inside the house, and the old woman's eyes looked extremely eerie in the darkness.
Yang Huai shivered and raised the surveillance photo of the suspect, asking, "Is this person from your village?"
The eyes blinked, "How can I see clearly? He's all covered up from head to toe."
"Are you sure? Do you have any memory of someone with a similar build?"
"I can't even tell what kind of figure this is? I can't even tell if it's a man or a woman..."
"Alright, sorry to bother you." Yang Huai disappointedly took back the photo and was about to leave with the group.
Strangely, after he said this, the old woman did not immediately close the door, but left a slight gap, continuing to gaze at the crowd in the darkness.
Zheng Yi smiled meaningfully and asked, "Which people in the village have this kind of garbage truck?"
Yang Huai puzzled, scratching his head, not understanding Zheng Yi's question. Garbage trucks in the surveillance are very common in the countryside, almost every family has one, right?
Unexpectedly, the old woman quickly added, "I remember now. There's a guy named Wang Mingyang who lives on the east side of the village. He happens to have a garbage truck that looks exactly the same."
After speaking, the old woman seemed annoyed by the questions, waved her hand discontentedly, and said, "I've told you all I know. Now go on, I want to go to sleep!" Before Yang Huai could react, she immediately locked the door.
"Hey, Captain Zheng, where are you going?"
"Didn't you hear her? We're going to find Wang Mingyang in the east side of the village!"
At this moment, a fully armed man flashed past the doorway.
"Chase him!" The crowd spread out their steps and ran towards the man.
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