Although there had been significant progress in the Bank Hidden Corpse Case, due to the lack of information from seventeen years ago, the police detectives were still unable to find the real murderer.
Logically, if they could find even one survivor, they would at least be able to find some clues. However, almost all of the known survivors had become vacuum-sealed corpses stored in the bank's safe deposit box.
As for the information of the other survivors, they had yet to find any.
At ten thirty in the morning, Liu brought back a set of detailed information from the traffic department. The information showed that in the Qinshan Tunnel accident, there was only one long-distance bus. The information recorded the bus and the owner's information, but there was no record of the passengers at the time of the accident.
Liu said that the traffic police officer who helped him get the information had participated in the rescue work. He could still vaguely remember that although the bus had been buried by the tunnel collapse, there were still many survivors on the bus! He could even remember that the driver, Zhang Hongran, was still alive!
Unfortunately, Zhang Hongran was already dead, so there was no way to find out what had happened on the bus from him. Miao Ying could only ask Liu to contact the bus owner to see what he knew.
As soon as Xiao Liu left, the other investigators who were in charge of investigating the families of the deceased also sent back information. According to the information, the six victims of the Bank Hidden Corpse Case had all taken a long-distance bus during the Qinshan Tunnel accident.
In other words, the only way to know the relationship between the accident and the Bank Hidden Corpse Case was to find out the survivors' information on the long-distance bus!
Long-distance bus, Qinshan accident, fifteen days of being trapped, survivors, and the Bank Hidden Corpse Case!
There had to be a close connection between the series of events.
Just as Zhao Yu and Miao Ying were anxiously waiting for the other investigation results, Zhao Yu's phone rang again. He opened it and saw that it was his mother calling again!
"Aiyo!"
Zhao Yu looked at his watch and remembered that his mother had said she was going to make zhajiang noodles. It seemed that solving the case was at a critical juncture. He would not be able to eat zhajiang noodles for lunch no matter what.
Zhao Yu quickly picked up the phone and wanted to explain to his mother. Unexpectedly, when the call went through, Zhao Yu was so shocked that he stumbled out of the room.
"Son, your dog is going crazy!" His mother said, "I couldn't take it anymore, so I sent you to the police station! I'm at the entrance of your police station, but the security guard won't let me in! "
"Oh, I'll talk to the guard. Wait a moment …"
Before Zhao Yu could finish his sentence, he suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air and thought to himself, No way! He absolutely could not let the old lady come up! I had already sent Miao Ying's photo to her. If this guy came up and saw Miao Ying, he would be done for!
Thinking of this, Zhao Yu quickly stopped her. "Mom, mom … You can't come in here. I'll go down and get you!"
Then, Zhao Yu shot out like a rocket.
Unexpectedly, the guard was a coward. When he heard that the old lady with the dog was Zhao Yu's mother, he broke the rules and let her in!
Luckily, Zhao Yu ran fast enough to block his mother's way in the hall.
The old lady held the leash and said, "This dog jumps up and down in the house, and it always glares at me. With it at home, I can't cook, so I sent it to you!"
Zhao Yu quickly explained as he picked up the dog. He said that he was on an urgent mission and couldn't go back for the time being. He also couldn't eat Zhajiangmian and so on. It took him a lot of effort to convince the old lady to go back.
"Woof woof …" Seeing the old lady leave, even Daheng seemed to let out a sigh of relief.
Zhao Yu was sweating. "Holy sh * t, if the old lady saw Miao Ying, who knows what would happen!"
Luckily, the worst-case scenario did not happen. Zhao Yu brought Daheng back to his office.
After the surgery and Huahua's careful treatment, Daheng was no longer the stray dog it used to be. It was majestic, and its fur was puffed up like a lion's, and its body was one size bigger than before.
"Good dog!
Good dog! "
As Zhao Yu held Daheng's leash, he liked it from the bottom of his heart. He even wondered if he should contact the police dog department in the future and train this guy into a real police dog.
Suddenly seeing Zhao Yu come in with a dog, his colleagues were shocked. But when the police detectives investigated the Mianling Case, they had some impression of this dog. After Zhao Yu explained, they all got over it.
Not to mention, if they were chasing criminals or something, this big dog might really come in handy.
Just as the storm over his mother's dog died down, Zhang Jingfeng and Li Beini came back from the newspaper office and the television station respectively. The power of the media was still great. Unexpectedly, the information that even the transportation department and medical department could not find was found in the newspaper office and the television station!
Not only did they find detailed information about the Qinshan tunnel accident, but they also found a list of the victims and survivors.
The names of the seventeen survivors were all on the list! Zhang Jingfeng said that the list was collected by the reporters from the hospital, but when the article was finalized, it was not published, so it had been stored in the archives.
The police detectives could not help but feel excited. The case was now very clear. The mysterious murderer of the Bank Hidden Corpse Case was among the seventeen people!
With this information, the truth of the case could be revealed very soon!
Zhao Yu and Miao Ying did not dare to delay and immediately started a detailed investigation on the survivors on the list.
At the same time, Li Beini found the rescue video from the television station. The video recorded some of the survivors being rescued.
Thus, Zhang Jingfeng quickly took the information to the Missing Persons Department and found a portrait expert to analyze the portraits to get more accurate information.
Because of this, the entire Key Case Investigation Unit was extremely busy. People were quickly moving back and forth, constantly making phone calls and typing on their keyboards. It was a very busy scene.
At noon, everyone did not even have time to eat lunch. They quickly gathered in front of the whiteboard in the office and began to summarize the information.
Very quickly, the detailed information of the seventeen survivors was placed in front of everyone.
But because five of them had passed away, plus the six victims from the Bank Hidden Corpse Case, there were only six survivors who were still alive.
In other words, the murderer was most likely among these six people!
"If it's one-sixth …" Zhang Yaohui said excitedly. "Then can we take action?"
"Yeah!" Lan Bo said, "We have to control all six of them! Although there might only be one murderer, who knows if he hasn't killed enough? "
Hearing this, all the police detectives could not help but be eager to act.
"Wait …" Miao Ying had the demeanor of a general. She knew that the more critical the moment, the more calm they had to be. She first gestured for everyone to calm down, then pointed at the survivors on the list and said, "In my opinion, there should only be a quarter of them! Here, one of them is already eighty-two years old. He should have nothing to do with the case! Other than that, there's a double amputee. He should not be the murderer either! "
After Miao Ying's reminder, everyone shifted their attention to the remaining four people.
Of the four people, one was a young man in his thirties, one was a middle-aged man with a big build, one was a middle-aged woman in her forties, and one was a white-haired old man in his sixties!
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