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Zhou Changfeng did not overlook the breakthrough that Lin Yuan provided and began to question Zhong Anguo again. After the interrogation, they obtained a different testimony than before. It seemed that this case would continue to be investigated; they had thought that capturing the murderer would suffice, but it now appeared to be a premeditated crime.
The faces of everyone at the scene displayed a serious expression; this was no joke. With such a dangerous individual like Hai Shi at large, it was uncertain what might happen next.
After sending a copy of the recording and notes to the bureau, Zhou Changfeng finally had time to speak with Lin Yuan. "What did you mean by those two sentences you asked me to say earlier? The raincoat wasn’t discarded by him?"
Even though Zhong Anguo hadn’t explicitly stated his connections, his earlier implication suggested that someone else had disposed of the raincoat for him. If that were the case, this case involved a third party.
"Actually, throwing it in a trash can isn’t much different from nearby; I just have this speculation. Officer Zhou, think about it—would an ordinary person commit such a crime for no reason?" Lin Yuan said.
"It’s possible that the raincoat is merely a handle in someone else's hand."
"A handle?" Zhou Changfeng pondered. Indeed, as a local from Hai Shi, even if his son lost his job, it wouldn’t be such a big deal for him to commit such a crime. He decided he needed to investigate further into what lay hidden between Zhong Anguo and his son.
With a general direction established at the police station, Lin Yuan asked Zheng Yun for a piece of paper. After writing down his bank card number, he strode out.
"After the case is concluded, please transfer the money over, thank you."
When that piece of paper landed in her hands, Zheng Yun's previously favorable impression of Lin Yuan vanished completely. She looked at the female officer beside her with an expression of disbelief.
"I thought this guy came to the police station to help out; turns out he’s just here for money."
The female officer, who was significantly older than Zheng Yun, shook her head in response. "It’s quite good that he even came to the police station. Some people wouldn’t even share clues if they knew them; they’d just waste our time. That’s human nature."
Moreover, the price set by the victim's family wasn’t low either; being able to help Lin Yuan live a bit better was beneficial since most people in their police station weren’t in such dire straits.
"That’s Lin Yuan; I heard he’s an orphan."
After taking the subway back home, Lin Yuan's first task was to pack up and prepare for moving. Having his address exposed was not a good sign.
If the other party shares the same criminal background as oneself, does that imply that their abilities surpass one's own? Lin Yuan hesitated to take the risk; he planned to grab the money and leave.
Reality often falls short of expectations. The local police station had obtained crucial clues regarding Zhong Anguo's case. Ultimately, it was not the raincoat that determined Zhong Anguo's death, but rather the bloodstains on the pillar. The police compared the blood with Zhong Anguo's DNA, and the results matched.
This information was relayed to Lin Yuan by Zhou Changfeng over the phone, but after sharing it, Zhou seemed to realize something. Lin Yuan was merely a bystander; he had no obligation to delve into every detail of the case, especially since Zhou had his own duties to attend to. As long as they had not mistaken the person involved, that was what mattered. Officer Zhou had worked hard.
Before this, Lin Yuan's bank card had received a transfer of funds, which Zhou Changfeng had intercepted, preventing anyone from coming to express their gratitude. Money, after all, is not omnipotent.
The real effort in this case lay with them. If Lin Yuan could share his thoughts with them, it would be even better. The local police station still had many cases without clear leads; if Lin Yuan could provide them with fresh perspectives, it would greatly benefit their future actions. One could say it would serve as a valuable example.
Flipping through the announcement released by the police earlier that morning, it was confirmed that Zhong Anguo was indeed responsible for the crime. As for the motive, the official explanation was that his son faced immense pressure due to unemployment and acted irrationally. This statement warranted further scrutiny.
Lin Yuan pulled up screenshots from a few days ago; Zhong Anguo's son worked at a private company where his resume indicated he wouldn't earn a high salary. Each month, there was also an additional bonus. The nature of this relationship would need further investigation by the police.
His moment in this affair seemed to have passed. Lin Yuan sighed as he looked at the empty thermal box strapped to his electric bike. Before Officer Zhou reached out to him again, he still needed to continue delivering takeout.
At the district police station's small meeting room, only a few people attended. Apart from Zhou Changfeng, who did not belong to this district, everyone else were captains responsible for various aspects of the case. They convened specifically to discuss Zhong Anguo's case.
On the conference table lay dozens of photographs of the deceased. The connections among these cases were weak at best and left them grasping for leads. One thing stood out: unlike several other girls who had been victims of similar methods multiple times, this case did not exhibit such patterns.
"I think it's essential to have Lin Yuan come take a look," one officer suggested. "He knew about the raincoat's location from the start and is aware of what Zhong Anguo was hiding; perhaps he could be a breakthrough."
If Lin Yuan were to reveal everything he knew, then everything could be resolved easily. But what if he only knows a small part? Can our police department not analyze these cases one by one based on the existing clues?
Some voiced their objections. While Zhou Changfeng and the others typed away on their phones, he was one of the younger team leaders, and since this wasn't a formal meeting, there was no need to be overly restrained.
After they finished speaking, Zhou Changfeng finally spoke up: "Whether it's regarding the cases or the internal matters of the police department, it's best to provide a reasonable explanation before involving Lin Yuan. This incident could very well be a coincidence, and even if we interrogate Lin Yuan directly, it may not yield the answers we need."
From an ordinary person's perspective, Lin Yuan was just a delivery worker. Involving him might imply that the police lacked capability. Furthermore, Lin Yuan had his own job. Would it be fair to ask him to spend his time and energy assisting our police department without any compensation?
These were thoughts Zhou Changfeng didn't want to voice outright. The police department existed for work; perhaps some were aiming for higher ranks. However, Lin Yuan was different from them; reality had to be considered.
"I remember that the consultant position in our district has been vacant for a while, right?" Guan Ju spoke up after Zhou Changfeng finished.
"Guan Ju, are you suggesting that we make Lin Yuan our police department's consultant?" an officer from the archives frowned.
"The consultant position isn't something just anyone can hold. If Lin Yuan is merely lucky, wouldn't giving him that position make us a laughingstock?"
If Guan Ju could say it out loud, then he must have thought through a solution. "I will negotiate with the platform. Lin Yuan will only stay here for a week. If there are any developments in the cases within that week, I will secure the consultant position for him."
During this time, his salary would be normal—easier and slightly higher than delivering food. This is what the police department would have to pay.
"Isn't this a bit childish? Making such a hasty decision could waste time," the captain of the criminal investigation team interjected halfway through but noticed Guan Ju smiling at him.
"You’re responsible for Zhong Anguo's case, right? After all this time, what have you found?" Guan Ju asked pointedly.
If we're talking about wasting time, your actions are no different. There’s nothing that doesn’t require effort; Guan Ju understood this principle, and naturally, everyone else did too. The captain of the criminal investigation team also wanted to save face for Lin Yuan; he indeed felt embarrassed about his own performance during this trip.
The matter was settled, and of course, it was Zhou Changfeng who was responsible for contacting Lin Yuan. He chose an evening during dinner to call Lin Yuan. At that moment, Lin Yuan was also having dinner with Zhang Ya and quickly answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Lin Yuan, the district's police department hopes you can serve as a consultant for the police station. You will need a week to prove your abilities. I've sent you the requirements and salary details for the consultant position. Would you like to consider it?"
"That was quick!" Lin Yuan was surprised by the speed of the offer and quickly agreed.
Before he could even inform the platform, they automatically granted him leave without deducting any rewards.
"Who called you?" Zhang Ya asked, his mouth still smeared with barbecue sauce. "And about what I mentioned last time, delivering takeout is really easy; it hardly takes us any time since most orders come from the same company."
Lin Yuan had treated him to barbecue that night. The two of them had completed quite a few deliveries over the past few days, so they could finally take a good break. Regarding Lin Yuan's recent move, Zhang Ya felt he should treat him to a meal since he hadn’t mentioned it.
"By the way, I probably won't be able to have dinner with you for the next week. I'll treat you when I get back."
"Huh? Are you going back home?" Zhang Ya asked in confusion. "Didn't you just arrive a month ago?"
"No, it's just some personal matters. I should be back once everything is settled." Lin Yuan didn’t elaborate too much; he couldn't just say, "Hey buddy, I'm going to hang out at the police station for a while," could he?
After finishing dinner and walking on the road, Lin Yuan thought about the police station. The case would definitely not be straightforward; he mentally mapped out all the connections involving Zhong Anguo.
Currently, the most promising lead seemed to be related to Zhong Anguo's son. Although nothing outrageous had happened on his part, he had been dismissed without reason—there had to be something fishy going on.
With a slight clue forming in his mind, Lin Yuan opened his phone and asked Zhou Changfeng to prepare the case first; he would come by tomorrow to review everything himself.
To his surprise, Zhou Changfeng quickly sent over Zheng Yun's contact information. After all, he wasn't part of the department; it wouldn't make sense for him to work without pay indefinitely.
Lin Yuan accepted the friend request without hesitation.
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