allonlinenovel Chapter 398 The truth!
Chapter 398 The truth!
Zhong Yuemin said in a deep voice, "Where did you get this news of Yu Liansheng's death? Are you sure?"
"This……"
The old lady shook her head.
“We haven’t seen each other or been in contact since we parted ways. I heard about it from the sisters in the opera troupe. They also heard it from others. As for whether it’s accurate or not, I don’t know. But there has been no news of Yu Liansheng in the past few decades.”
Zhong Yuemin listened quietly, his fingers unconsciously tapping the table.
Then he said:
"Now all the clues, whether it's the stolen old items or the speaker installed in your home, all point to this 'dead' Yu Liansheng, a person whose obsession is so deep that he is willing to 'come back to life'."
The old woman's heart, which had just calmed down a little, jumped up again, and she said in a trembling voice:
"Officer, you...you mean Yu Liansheng has become a vengeful ghost and has come...to take revenge on me?"
"What kind of vengeful ghost!"
Liu Daqiang was speechless.
"Don't you understand yet? Your old flame might not be dead at all. He might have already returned to the capital. He's the one who did all this. He might even be right next to you, watching your every move."
"what!"
The old woman screamed in fright, looking around frantically, her whole body trembling.
Actually, it wasn't just the old lady; even Liu Daqiang felt the same way. He was uneasy, knowing that there was a ghostly figure watching his every move.
Which one can be at ease?
"Yuemin, do you think Yu Liansheng is still alive?"
"It's hard to say, but one thing is certain."
Zhong Yuemin spoke in a calm tone.
"This matter is definitely related to Yu Liansheng. Even if he is dead, someone may have used his name to find out about their past and want to use it to achieve some kind of goal."
As he spoke, he looked at Liu Daqiang.
"Brother Liu, investigate, investigate Yu Liansheng's background. We need to see him alive, and even if he's dead... we need to dig up his grave to confirm whether he was exercising or had passed away. This is very important. Also, we need to know Yu Liansheng's background, his family..."
Liu Daqiang nodded, "I'll arrange for someone to investigate as soon as I get back."
Finally, we have a direction for the investigation, which makes things easier.
When he got home, it was already past ten o'clock at night. The light in the side room was off, and his wife was probably already asleep. He tiptoed over to the side of the bed, took off his clothes and shoes, and got into bed. He made very little noise, but he still woke his wife up. Xiaobai turned over and naturally hugged her husband, her eyes glazed, and murmured...
"Why did you come back?"
His wife's soft, fragrant body enveloped him, and he couldn't resist touching her smooth, tender skin. In a flash, he grasped her breasts.
Playing with,
"Ok!"
Xiaobai gave a gentle reminder, her tone languid.
"You started causing trouble as soon as you arrived!"
However, he didn't struggle and let them do as they pleased.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"How can I sleep if you don't come?" Zhou Xiaobai said.
"How's it going? Any progress on the case?" She knew that her husband had been invited by Deputy Director Liu to investigate the case.
"Well, it's almost there!"
"The person has been caught? What happened? Tell me."
He seemed to enjoy joining in the fun, so he recounted the story, with a mischievous glint in his eye, deliberately trying to scare her.
really,
His wife was so frightened that she burrowed into his arms tightly, almost causing him to lose control.
"Is...is there really a ghost?"
"What the hell!" Zhong Yuemin laughed. "You, Director Zhou, are a doctor, and you believe in this stuff? Someone's playing tricks on you..."
I didn't tease her; I told her the truth.
After hearing this, Zhou Xiaobai saw her man's mischievous grin and knew she'd been teased again, so she gave him a light tap.
"He bullies me all day long."
"Really? That's nothing! I haven't even bullied you yet today!"
The hands under the covers became even more aggressive. Xiaobai couldn't resist and wrapped her arms tightly around the man's neck, completely lost in ecstasy.
"Bad guy..."
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Over the next two days, Liu Daqiang mobilized a large number of police officers, going through old files and interviewing elderly people who might know the truth.
The clues, pieced together piece by piece, reveal a vague outline: Yu Liansheng did indeed leave for the south back then, but the source of the so-called "death from illness" is very vague, and there is no conclusive evidence.
Some longtime residents vaguely remember seeing an elderly man who looked a lot like Yu Liansheng in this alley a few years ago, but they didn't pay much attention at the time.
As for whether this person is alive or dead, that remains unknown.
However, on the afternoon of the third day, Liu Daqiang brought crucial information.
"Yuemin, we found it. Yu Liansheng has a nephew named Zhao Yongge, who lives in the southern part of the city and works at a radio component factory. He's technically skilled."
Most importantly, he owned a house in the same alley next to this old lady's. Although the house numbers were different, old maps showed that before liberation, the backyards of the two houses were connected by a cellar.
It was later rebuilt and sealed off, but very few people know about it!
“Radio...underground passage…”
Zhong Yuemin curled his lips.
“That matches up! We’ve found the opera ‘Yu Ji’ (a legendary concubine), Brother Liu, it’s time to close the net.”
"Alright, let's make the arrest tonight. Yuemin, you'll come with us then."
"……no!"
Zhong Yuemin was speechless.
"Director Liu, is your bureau really short of manpower? You're just grabbing a worker? I won't go. That twenty-yuan bribe of yours is really hard to come by. I'd have to work like a slave to earn it back."
Liu Daqiang said with a smile:
"You've been busy all this time, and you can say you solved the case, so you should at least see what this 'star' looks like without makeup, right?"
"We've already done ninety-nine prostrations, what's one last hurrah? Let's go!"
In the end, he couldn't resist.
Under the cover of night, in a deep alley, after confirming that Zhao Yongge was at home, the investigators arranged for men to block the front and back doors. Liu Daqiang, accompanied by two officers and Zhong Yuemin following closely behind, broke down the door and entered.
The room was filled with the strong smell of pine and old appliances. A man in his forties, with graying and disheveled hair, heard the commotion outside and ran out of the inner room in a panic.
It was Zhao Yongge.
When the other party saw the police, their face turned deathly pale; they were filled with guilt.
"What...what are you doing?"
Two officers immediately rushed forward and subdued the man, while Zhong Yuemin quickly scanned the room. Various radio parts and solder wires were scattered across the peeling paint on the eight-immortal table inside.
There were also several miniature speakers similar to those found in the old lady's house, and an old dual-cassette recorder in the corner.
Liu Daqiang showed his identification and search warrant.
"Zhao Yongge, you are suspected of burglary. Come with us!"
"I...I didn't! You're framing an innocent person!"
Zhao Yongge struggled to defend himself.
Zhong Yuemin didn't say a word, he simply pressed the play button on the tape recorder on the table.
After a hissing sound of electricity, a mournful and poignant aria from "Farewell My Concubine" flowed out—the very same 'ghostly' opera voice the old woman had heard.
However, under the bright lights, the singing style lost its mystery and only appeared strange and deliberate.