After that, Zhao Yu and Mia chatted for a while until they finished their coffee.
Unexpectedly, although Mia was a foreigner, the two of them had a rather congenial conversation. Mia did not hold back anything regarding the Kuman Thong murder case and said almost everything she knew.
He told Zhao Yu that the reason why he told Zhao Yu the truth was that he hoped that one day, the truth of the case could be uncovered.
In the end, he expressed his hope that Zhao Yu could go to Southeast Asia and help him with the investigation.
Of course, Zhao Yu greeted her politely and wished her a safe journey. He then bade farewell to Professor Mea and walked out of the restaurant.
Ten minutes later, Zhao Yu and Ding Lan returned to the temporary office of the police office.
Although the office was much smaller than Zhao Yu's previous experience, he was quite satisfied with the hardware facilities.
"What? Scared to death? That's too unbelievable! "
One could imagine how shocked everyone would be when Zhao Yu told them what Mia had said.
"But, if I were to write the profiling report … I still insist that there is only one murderer, and the possibility of having an accomplice is very small.
"Otherwise, it wouldn't have ended just like that!
Also, the hatred of a serial killer usually comes from personal factors. Although the murderer is very capable, it doesn't mean that he has an accomplice! "
"The Kuman Thong murder case happened in Southeast Asian countries," Zeng Ke analyzed. "Since that's the case, it means that the murderer's real identity or work is often in these Southeast Asian countries.
"Can we … Can we start to look for people who fit the criteria through entry and exit? After all, scientific methods are so advanced now …"
"Come on, please." Cui Lizhu patted Zeng Ke. "Zeng, you're thinking too much again! Have you guys forgotten what we're supposed to do?
"We don't seem to be here to investigate the Kuman Thong murder case, right? We just want to find out the case in Xiangjiang!
"Since this case has nothing to do with Kuman Thong …" She glanced at Zhao Yu. "Should we just ignore it? Just like the Thai experts, we can go home and find our own mothers? "
"Of course not!" Zhao Yu said. "The murderer who killed Fan Bowei hasn't been caught yet!
"Although this case has nothing to do with Kuman Thong, if we don't find the murderer and go home, how am I going to survive as a detective in China?"
"Boss," Ran Tao hurriedly said, "Since Fan Bowei's death has nothing to do with Kuman Thong, it must be a vendetta, right? Next, we should quickly sort out his interpersonal relationships and investigate his personal secrets! "
"Yes," Zeng Ke agreed. "I've read the information. Fan Bowei is a rigid person and has had conflicts with many people!"
"But …" Zhao Yu pulled the whiteboard over and said, "So be it. Why disguise it as the Kuman Thong Murder Case?
"Also … In Mia's words, Fan Bowei's murder was a rather clumsy imitation. The murderer didn't even know the basic situation of the Kuman Thong case!
"Also, most importantly … that Kuman Thong!" Zhao Yu got to the point. "Why would the murderer put a Kuman Thong in Fan Bowei's hands?
"Mia said that Kuman Thong isn't Fan Bowei's!"
"That's true!" Cui Lizhu thought about it carefully, then said, "Could it be that the murderer killed Fan Bowei not only because of a vendetta, but also for another purpose?"
"That's why I'm here." Suddenly, Ding Lan, who had been silent for a long time, said, "There has never been a Kuman Thong case in Xiangjiang before. Now that there is one, it will definitely attract more attention, especially from the Criminal Division."
"Oh …" Zhao Yu finally understood what Ding Lan meant. "You mean, you're worried that this case is a trap? Or is it aimed at me? "
Zhao Yu thought about it carefully and felt that there was indeed something fishy about this matter. The night before, he was still at the scene of the well case, but he suddenly received a call from Juliet.
Then, the Criminal Division urgently asked him to come to Xiangjiang to investigate.
Since such an international case had happened in Xiangjiang, the Criminal Division would definitely send him over.
"No matter what the reason is," Ding Lan said, "you'd better solve this case, brother-in-law! As long as you find the murderer, all the mysteries will be solved! "
"But …" Cui Lizhu said cautiously, "Since there may be something fishy going on, we'd better be careful! No wonder I always had a bad feeling when I arrived in Xiangjiang … "
"Zeng Ke … Tell me, did you find anything wrong with the video?"
At this time, Zhao Yu didn't say anything else. He pulled over the whiteboard and wrote down the case information on it, while he asked Zeng Ke and the others for more information.
In the blink of an eye, it was night time again. Zhao Yu didn't even eat dinner, as he was still thinking about Fan Bowei's case.
After an afternoon of investigation, the police officers didn't find any suspects. Although Fan Bowei was old-fashioned and didn't have many friends, he wasn't the kind of person who hated everyone.
Also, through the surveillance video, they didn't find any suspicious targets. They only found a few cars that had followed Fan Bowei, but they were all ruled out later.
In addition, through the careful comparison of the deceased's family members, they didn't find anything stolen from Fan Bowei's house, which basically ruled out the possibility of robbery, theft, and murder.
"How is everyone? Are you all hungry?" While Zhao Yu was thinking, Ding Lan suddenly pushed the door open and came in with a big bag of food. She said to everyone, "There are soup dumplings, fish egg powder, and wonton noodles, which are all local specialties. Come and have a taste!"
Smelling the intoxicating aroma, everyone gathered around. After working for such a long time, everyone was really hungry.
"Here, brother-in-law …" Ding Lan handed a cup to Zhao Yu. "Give me a bowl of tortoise jelly to cool down …"
"I have fire too. I want some too …" Cui Lizhu reached out to ask for it.
"Yes, I do!" Ding Lan smiled faintly and gave Cui Lizhu a box.
Then, Ding Lan took out several room cards and handed them to Zhao Yu. "Brother-in-law, these are the room cards of the Pomeranian Hotel, which is opposite the police station. They are all five-star rooms.
"We've already set up surveillance in the hotel. It's a critical time, so please do not wander around as planned!"
"Got it!" Zhao Yu opened the Tortoise Jelly and tasted it. It was sweet but not greasy, and had a unique flavor.
"By the way, how's the case going?" Ding Lan pointed at the whiteboard and asked, "Any progress?"
"No!" Zhao Yu shook his head. "The murderer is more cautious than we thought."
"It's okay. I just received the news," Ding Lan said. "There's no progress in the Xiangjiang Police Station either! If there is, I will tell you immediately! "
"Awesome! Awesome!" Zhao Yu gave Ding Lan a thumbs-up. He wanted to taste the Xiangjiang specialties.
Unexpectedly, someone knocked on the door of the office again. A local police officer rushed in and reported, "What's wrong?
"Sir, we just received a report that there's another suspected Kuman Thong murder case in a residential house in Tsim Sha Tsui!"
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