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Chapter 779

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Soon, Zeng Ping received the owner's information.

Owner: Fan Pengyi

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: June 23, 1990

Cell Number: 15184853 XXXXX

Address: Yuhua District, Shenghua Street, Walter Condominium

Walter Condominium wasn't close to the parking lot, and it would take at least twenty minutes to drive. It was obviously abnormal to park the car so far away.

Also, according to the parking lot records, the car hadn't left after it was parked there.

From Zeng Ping's experience, this car was very suspicious.

Of course, suspicions were just suspicions. There was still not enough evidence to prove that this car was the one with the fake license plate.

Zeng Ping didn't ask his men to search the car hastily. Instead, he wanted to find the owner and ask him to cooperate with the investigation.

The owner was definitely suspicious. Since he already had his address, Zeng Ping didn't call to summon him. Instead, he planned to summon him face to face.

Twenty minutes later, the group arrived at Walter Condominium.

It was a standalone condominium with a total of five floors. The condominium didn't have a courtyard, and there was a shop in front of it.

There was a rental notice on the door of the condominium, and the rental office was on the right side of the living room on the first floor.

Zeng Ping brought his men into the living room of the condominium, and the room on the right was marked "Duty Room".

Wei Zimo knocked on the door. "Knock knock."

"Come in." A young man's voice came from inside the room.

Zeng Ping brought his men into the duty room.

There was a bed, a desk, and a computer on the desk. Next to it was a glass cabinet with two large strings of keys hanging on it.

A young man in his twenties was sitting by the desk, and he turned to look at Zeng Ping and the others. He seemed a bit confused as to why so many people were here, and it didn't look like they were renting a house.

Zeng Ping asked, "Hello, are you the person in charge of the condominium?"

"Yes, are you renting a house, or do you need something?"

Wei Zimo showed his police badge. "We're looking for someone."

"Police." The man quickly stood up, a bit surprised. "Who are you looking for?"

Zeng Ping looked him up and down. "What's your name?"

"Chu Shaohui."

"What's the nature of this apartment? Are you in charge of all of it or just a part of it?"

"This apartment belongs to our company. It's only for rent and not for sale."

Zeng Ping nodded. After seeing the structure of the apartment, he had a guess. It was not that he did not want to buy it, but it was because of the property rights.

"We are looking for a person named Fan Pengyi. His address is your apartment. Please help us check it out."

Chu Shaohui asked, "What's his phone number?"

“15184853XXXXX”

Chu Shaohui sat at the computer desk, typing furiously on the keyboard. "Found it, Fan Pengyi lives in Room 317."

Zeng Ping leaned over to look at the computer. "How long has he been living here?"

"He's been living here for quite a while. He rented this place last year and even changed rooms once. I can't remember his name, but I see him often."

"Does he live with someone or alone?"

Chu Shaohui touched his nose. "I'm not too sure about that."

"Is he in the apartment now?"

"He should be. He works the night shift and rests in the apartment during the day."

"Please bring us to him."

Chu Shaohui was a little hesitant. "Sir, why are you looking for him? Did he do something wrong?"

"Don't think too much. We're just looking for him to understand some things."

"Alright, I'll bring you up."

After leaving the office, Chu Shaohui led Zeng Ping and the others to the elevator.

"How many elevators do you have?"

"Just these two elevators."

"What about the stairs?"

"There's a staircase on the east side."

Zeng Ping instructed Wei Zimo, "Bring one of your team members to the stairs. Also, get two more team members to guard the other elevator."

"Yes, sir," Wei Zimo replied. After making some arrangements, he brought his team members to climb the stairs.

"Ding dong …" The elevator door opened and a man and a woman walked out. They looked like a couple, holding hands as they walked out of the elevator.

Zeng Ping and the others entered the elevator and went straight up to the third floor.

After getting out of the elevator, Chu Shaohui pointed to the east side. Room 317 was there.

Zeng Ping looked around. There were rooms on both sides of the staircase. There were at least twenty to thirty rooms.

"Kacha …"

After walking a few steps, a door opened in front of them. A man walked out with a cigarette in his mouth.

Chu Shaohui's eyes were sharp. "Sir, open the door. This is Fan Pengyi."

The man with the cigarette turned his head and looked over. When he saw Zeng Ping and the others, he swallowed his saliva and turned to run towards the east side.

Team One's Sun Xing chased after him. "Sir, don't move!"

Fan Pengyi ran even faster. The cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

At that moment, Wei Zimo had also climbed up to the third floor. When he heard the words' Sir, don't move ', he understood the situation.

"Move, move." Fan Pengyi waved his hands, indicating for Wei Zimo and Sun Xing not to block the way.

Wei Zimo was wearing casual clothes. The other party did not recognize him. Wei Zimo obediently moved to the side of the wall and opened up a path for Fan Pengyi to escape.

The corridor was not too far. As they were talking, Fan Pengyi ran over. Just as he was about to pass Wei Zimo and Sun Xing, a leg stretched out and blocked his raised leg.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Fan Pengyi fell to the ground.

Wei Zimo and another police officer rushed over and pressed him to the ground. "Sir, don't move!"

Fan Pengyi was stunned from the fall. When he heard the voice, he was shocked and woke up.

He was very obedient and did not resist at all.

Wei Zimo pulled him up from the ground.

Zeng Ping looked at him from head to toe. "What's your name?"

"Fan Pengyi."

Zeng Ping said to Chu Shaohui, "Go do what you need to do."

"Oh." Chu Shaohui was stunned. He looked at Zeng Ping and then looked at Fan Pengyi before leaving.

Zeng Ping asked, "How are you? Are you hurt?"

Fan Pengyi rolled his eyes. "Oh my, my leg hurts. I must have hurt myself."

"Bam!" Wei Zimo gave him a slap on the head. "I'm just being polite and you're still trying to climb up. You don't know your place."

Fan Pengyi shrunk his neck. "I just fell. It hurts a little, but I'm probably fine. Um … Sir, why are you looking for me? "

Wei Zimo asked, "Don't you know what you did?"

"I didn't do anything wrong. I'm a good person. There must be some misunderstanding."

Wei Zimo harrumphed. "Why did you run if you didn't do anything wrong?"

"I … I …" Fan Pengyi stuttered for a while, unable to explain clearly.

"Why did you run?"

"I didn't run. I was just … scared."

"Who scared you?"

"The building manager said that you were the police. When I heard that … I think so."

"What do you mean by 'yes'? The police aren't tigers. If you didn't do anything wrong, why would you run?"

"I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe I was stunned."

Obviously, his explanation did not satisfy Zeng Ping and the rest.

Zeng Ping said, "You ran when you saw the police. Are you hiding something dangerous? Are you feeling guilty?"

"No, I'm not hiding anything dangerous. It's not like that."

Zeng Ping gave Wei Zimo a look. "Go and search his room."

Fan Pengyi shouted, "Hey hey, what right do you have to search my room? Do you have any identification?"

"We suspect that you are hiding something dangerous in your room. It might endanger the safety of the other residents in the apartment. We need to search your room in an emergency. Is there a problem?" Zeng Ping waved his hand. "Search."

Fan Pengyi was anxious. "What do you want? How did I offend you? "

Zeng Ping asked, "Do you have a car?"

"Yes, why?"

"What car?"

"A white Toyota."

"License plate number?"

"Lu B372XK."

The license plate number was the same as the one in the parking lot.

"Where's the car?"

"I don't know. I lent it to a friend."

"What's your friend's name?"

"Zhang Li."

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