I Sent You to Take the College Entrance Exam, and You Ended Up Solving a Murder Case?! - Chapter 43

“You’re exhausted. You’ve been in this line of work for ten years, living in constant fear. You’re mentally drained.”

Chen Mo’s voice seemed to possess some kind of magic; the fierceness on Du Yuhui’s face gradually disappeared, and his eyes began to look confused.

“Yes… I’m very tired…” he murmured to himself.

“You’ve been in there twice, you know the consequences. Now, you need to rest and get a good night’s sleep…”

Du Yuhui’s eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and his head tilted to the side, as if he had fallen asleep.

Jiang Xiaomiao, who was standing to the side, was dumbfounded.

“Song Yin, do you know her?” Chen Mo’s voice rang out again.

“I know…someone under my command,” Du Yuhui replied vaguely.

“She’s dead, you know that?”

“I don’t know… She asked me for leave a few days ago…”

Ask for leave?

Chen Mo’s heart skipped a beat: “When? And why?”

“Just… three or four days ago, she said she had something to do at home… and needed to rest for a few days.”

“Find the record of the last order she took before she took leave. It was about ten days ago,” Chen Mo ordered.

Du Yuhui mechanically took out his phone, his fingers clumsily tapping on the screen.

He searched for a long time and finally found a call record.

“Well… she contacted the customer herself, using a virtual number to call me, and told me I didn’t need to arrange a car…”

Jiang Xiaomiao immediately leaned over, wrote down the number, and then took out her police terminal to start searching.

Chen Mo then took Du Yuhui’s phone and saw the leave request text message.

[Uncle, I have a family emergency and would like to request a week’s leave. Please approve.]

Below the text message was a bank transfer notification; Du Yuhui had transferred 5,000 yuan to an account.

“What’s going on with this transfer?” Chen Mo asked.

“She said… the customer paid in cash, and she transferred the money to me… I took my cut, and the rest… I transferred to her…”

Du Yuhui spoke haltingly.

How much did the guest give?

“Ten thousand.”

Have you seen that guest?

“No…I’ve never seen him before. Song Yin said…he’s a regular customer of hers, so I don’t need to worry about him…”

Chen Mo’s brows furrowed into a knot.

The clues seem to have become blurry again here.

Regular customer? Cash transaction? Virtual number?

It all seemed like a meticulously planned scheme by the murderer to erase all traces of themselves.

Chen Mo looked at Du Yuhui’s drowsy face and snapped his fingers lightly.

Du Yuhui suddenly jolted awake, staring blankly at the people in the car.

“What…what happened to me? I think I fell asleep just now?”

He had no recollection of what had just happened.

Chen Mo tossed the phone back to him, his tone returning to its indifferent tone: “How do you manage your subordinates?”

“I… I can’t care about that.”

Du Yuhui recovered from his shock and looked completely indifferent.

“Everyone is just trying to make money. We usually communicate through software, but I never meet them in person.”

“How could I possibly know what kind of clients they entertained or who they met?”

This loose management style made the hope of finding a breakthrough through him even more remote.

It seems that this line… has been broken.

Just then, Jiang Xiaomiao, who had been engrossed in her work, suddenly looked up.

Her face looked rather pale.

“Captain, we can’t find anything.”

“This virtual number was generated by an overseas server and is a one-time use account.”

“All call and registration records have been completely erased.”

The air inside the car felt as oppressive as solidified cement.

Jiang Xiaomiao stared silently at the rapidly receding street scene outside the window, deeply affected by the discovery she had just made.

A single-use virtual number from overseas acts like an impenetrable wall, keeping all clues out.

Chen Mo leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly closed, his fingers unconsciously tapping his knees.

Hypnotizing Du Yuhui had taken a lot of his energy, but his brain was working at high speed at this moment.

Cash transactions, virtual numbers, regular customers…

Each keyword points to a meticulous opponent with extremely strong counter-surveillance capabilities.

This murderer had already prepared all his escape routes before committing the crime.

Just then, Chen Mo’s phone vibrated, breaking the silence inside the car.

It was Wu Che who called.

“Hey, Captain.”

“Speak.” Chen Mo’s voice was devoid of emotion.

“We’ve investigated half of them, and everyone on the list has an alibi.”

Wu Che’s tone was somewhat tired, but his words were still clear and logical.

“However, there is a new development: two people said that they sold the Adidas shoes on a certain transfer app before the incident.”

Sold?

Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing within them.

When was it sold? And to whom?

“They can’t remember the exact time, only that it was a few days before the incident. They don’t have the buyer’s information; all the transactions were conducted through the platform.”

“Very good.” Chen Mo’s voice suddenly rose. “Forget about dinner, everyone, get back to the team immediately!”

“Huh? Captain, it’s already six o’clock in the afternoon. The brothers have been running all day…”

“I’m telling you to go back to your units and assemble!”

Chen Mo’s tone left no room for argument, “After dinner, start checking where the shoes are right away, don’t wait until tomorrow. I’ll go too.”

Wu Che on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then replied loudly, “Yes! I’ll notify everyone right away!”

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaomiao, who was driving, couldn’t help but ask, “Captain, shall we go back now?”

“Yes, let’s go back.”

Chen Mo looked out the window at the neon lights that were gradually coming on.

“Since the murderer erased his connection with Song Yin, he must have left a connection with the ‘object’.”

An hour later, the Fifth Team of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Shucheng City Public Security Bureau was brightly lit.

The office area was filled with the aroma of boxed lunches, and everyone was busy eating at an astonishing speed.

Chen Mo quickly finished his dinner, threw the lunchbox into the trash can, and glanced at the team members who were already ready to go.

Wu Che, Guan Yuexing, Lü Hui, and Jiang Weiyi, all the main players of the five teams are present.

“Did you find it?” Chen Mo asked.

Wu Che quickly handed over a tablet.

“Found it, two sellers and two buyers. One of the buyers’ delivery addresses is in the ‘Jinxiu Huating’ residential complex in the south of the city.”

“Let’s go!” Chen Mo didn’t hesitate at all, grabbed his coat and walked out.

Police cars sped through the city’s evening rush hour, heading straight for the south of the city.

Jinxiu Huating is a high-end residential area.

The car was stopped by security guards as soon as it arrived at the entrance.

Chen Moliang showed his identification: “The police are investigating a case, and we need to check a package.”

The security guards were very cooperative.

“Our community’s packages are all left at the package station at the main gate, and there are also two Fengchao unmanned lockers. Which one do you want to check?”

Guan Yuexing poked his head out: “Is the post station still open?”

“It’s open. I don’t get off work until nine o’clock.”

Thanks.

The group quickly walked toward the nearby express delivery station.

As Wu Che walked, he retrieved the tracking number of the express delivery on the police terminal.

Inside the station, staff are organizing the shelves.

“Hello, police officer, I need to check a package.” Wu Che handed over the tracking number.

The staff member took it and started searching on the computer. A few seconds later, he frowned.

“Officer, this order number… we don’t have any record of it in our system.”

No record?

Chen Mo’s heart sank.

How come there’s no record? Could it be that the address was entered incorrectly?

His gaze unconsciously swept across the post station, then suddenly he stopped.

Right in the corner by the entrance of the post station, a package that hadn’t been put on the shelf lay there all alone.

The style of the package is very similar to the shoebox in the photo.

“What’s the deal with that package?” Chen Mo asked, pointing at it.