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I Sent You to Take the College Entrance Exam, and You Ended Up Solving a Murder Case?! - Chapter 63

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They notified me on Saturday that I’m leaving on Wednesday?

And it was a project that made her “particularly excited”?

This doesn’t seem like a normal work arrangement; it’s more like a carefully crafted invitation.

Chen Mo put away his phone, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to the girl.

“This is my phone number, it’s on 24/7. If you see this person again, or remember any other clues, contact me immediately.”

“Remember, do not try to touch him yourself, call the police immediately.”

“I…I understand.” The girl took the business card, her fingertips trembling slightly.

“Alright, that’s all for today. Sorry to bother you.”

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he turned and left.

Jiang Xiaomiao and Zhan Chi immediately followed, and the three of them quickly left the apartment.

…

The breakfast shop downstairs was steaming hot.

Jiang Xiaomiao and Zhan Chi each held a bowl of noodles, eating noisily with barely concealed excitement on their faces.

“Boss, we’ve finally caught the fox by the tail this time!”

With his mouth full of noodles, Zhan Chi mumbled incoherently.

“A black Audi A6 with a letter at the end of its license plate—that narrows down the possibilities!”

“Yeah, boss!” Jiang Xiaomiao chimed in, “As long as we find the car owner and follow the trail, he’ll confess!”

Despite the optimism of his two subordinates, Chen Mo felt no relief whatsoever.

He silently stirred the tofu pudding in the bowl and slowly opened his mouth.

“Liu Qingqing has most likely been murdered.”

With just one sentence, the surrounding air instantly dropped to freezing point.

The smiles on Jiang Xiaomiao and Zhan Chi’s faces froze.

They then realized the excitement of finding a clue.

This cannot lessen the weight of the loss of a vibrant life that may have been lost.

“The killer had at least three days to dispose of the body and all traces.”

“We are now racing against time.”

Just then, Chen Mo’s phone rang.

It was a call from the task force!

Chen Mo quickly answered the call and pressed the speakerphone button.

“Team Leader Chen, the vehicles that meet the criteria have been selected!”

A young police officer’s hurried voice came from the other end of the phone.

“explain!”

“In the entire city of Chengdu, there are only two cars that meet the criteria of ‘black Audi A6, local license plate, and license plate ending in a letter’!”

Only two vehicles?

Jiang Xiaomiao and Zhan Chi’s eyes lit up instantly!

“What about the car owner’s information?” Chen Mo pressed.

“The first car owner is named Wang Jun, male, 40 years old, and his registered address is in the ‘Jinxiu Jiayuan’ community in the west of the city.”

“My occupation is… the owner of a recycling company.”

“The second car owner is named Li Jinguo, male, 54 years old, and his registered address is in the old city area in the north of the city.”

“My occupation is… the owner of a decoration company.”

Wang Jun, forty years old.

Li Jinguo, 54 years old.

Chen Mo frowned again.

The ages don’t match.

Witnesses and Liu Qingqing’s roommate both clearly stated that the suspect was a young man.

What’s going on with these two middle-aged men?

“Captain Chen,” Wu Che’s voice came through the phone.

“Let me add something. We just checked the background information of these two people, and the situation is a bit special.”

“Wang Jun was paralyzed from the waist down due to a car accident three years ago and can only move around in a wheelchair now.”

paralysis?

“Li Jinguo was diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer six months ago and is currently hospitalized at the city’s cancer hospital. It is said that… his condition is not optimistic.”

Late-stage lung cancer?

One is paralyzed in bed, the other is terminally ill.

What kind of suspect is this?

Jiang Xiaomiao and Zhan Chi looked at each other, their newly ignited hope seemingly doused with a bucket of cold water.

“What’s your marital status?” Chen Mo’s voice remained calm.

Both of them are divorced.

Wu Che answered.

“Wang Jun has a son who is in his early twenties. He didn’t go to university and now helps him manage the company’s business.”

“Li Jinguo also has a son and a daughter, but they are both married and have their own careers, so they don’t have much contact with him.”

son!

In Chen Mo’s eyes, the extinguished flame reignited and burned even brighter!

A son in his early twenties helps his paralyzed father manage his business.

A son with his own career who has little contact with his seriously ill father.

The crazy idea that “father and son committed the crime together” resurfaced in his mind once again.

In comparison, Li Jinguo’s situation seems to fit this reasoning better.

The father is seriously ill and doesn’t have much time left, so the son takes a desperate gamble for some reason…

However, we cannot rule out the possibility of Wang Jun’s side as well.

The fact that a young person manages a recycling company provides a convenient way to deal with “trouble”.

“Old Wu,” Chen Mo made up his mind, “send me the detailed information about Wang Jun and Li Jinguo’s two sons immediately.”

“Also, take a few people with you and go to the cancer hospital.”

“First, investigate Li Jinguo and his children from the outside. Remember, don’t alert anyone.”

“clear!”

“I’ll take Jiang Xiaomiao and Zhan Chi to meet this Boss Wang.”

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo stood up and pushed aside the tofu pudding he had barely eaten.

“Are you full?”

Jiang Xiaomiao and Zhan Chi quickly put down their bowls and chopsticks and wiped their mouths.

I’m full!

Chen Mo grabbed the coat draped over the back of the chair, his eyes sharp as knives.

“Let’s go to the west of the city and see what secrets that recycling company is hiding.”

West of the city, a recycling company.

It’s less of a company and more of a giant open-air garbage dump.

A black Passat was parked in an inconspicuous corner a hundred meters away.

“I’ll go ahead and scout the way.”

Chen Mo took off his coat, rummaged through the trunk and pulled out a dirty woven bag, then smeared some dust on his face.

In an instant, a capable criminal investigation captain was transformed into a down-on-his-luck street vendor who peddles scrap metal.

“Boss, what are you doing…” Zhan Chi was dumbfounded.

Jiang Xiaomiao also looked incredulous.

Chen Mo dusted off his hands and glanced back at them.

“You two, stay in the car and keep watch on the gate. Remember, do not make any moves without my orders.”

“Report to me immediately once that Audi A6 appears.”

“Understood!” Jiang Xiaomiao and Zhan Chi immediately straightened their backs, their expressions serious.

Chen Mo, carrying a woven bag and with his back hunched, walked towards the gate of the recycling station, his steps uneven.

A worker in greasy overalls was leaning against the scale and smoking by the door.

Upon seeing Chen Mo, he lazily raised his eyelids.

“Selling scrap?”

“Yes, brother.”

Chen Mo gave a simple, honest smile and pointed to the mountain of scrap iron inside. “What’s the price of this iron now?”

The worker blew a smoke ring and glanced at him sideways: “It depends on the quality. A good one is 80 cents, a bad one is 50 cents.”

“So low?” Chen Mo looked pained.

“I still have some copper wire and old cardboard. Could I talk to your boss and get a package deal?”

“Boss?” the worker scoffed. “The boss doesn’t have time to deal with your little business.”

“Well… the person in charge will do too.” Chen Mo rubbed his hands together, looking very cautious.

“The one in charge is our young CEO, Mr. Wang.”

The worker pointed to a solitary two-story building inside, “But he’s not here now.”

Mr. Wang.

It should be Wang Jun’s son, Wang Xiaokai, who is in his early twenties.

“When is he coming back? I need to exchange these things for money to eat.” Chen Mo’s tone was anxious.

The worker glanced at his watch: “Almost there, probably in half an hour. He comes back to reconcile accounts at this time every day.”

Half an hour.

That’s enough.

“Okay, then I’ll wait here.”

Chen Mo found a corner where it wouldn’t get in the way, squatted down, and looked like an ordinary vendor patiently waiting.

He quietly took out his phone and sent a message to Jiang Xiaomiao.

[Target will appear within half an hour. Be prepared.]

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