Jiang Yuan put on his duty uniform and walked cautiously to the right of Wei Zhenguo.

On Wei Zhenguo's left was Wen Ming, his senior apprentice, who had been specially called over.

To the left of Wen Ming was Mu Zhiyang, his junior apprentice, who had also been specially rushed over.

The current configuration of this group of four was the same as the one Jiang Yuan had encountered when he met the old hunter Wu Longshan.

The difference was that none of the four were armed this time.

Xu Taining had arranged for a team of armed police to be in the front, and there was also a team of special police with firearms, but the regular police officers were not armed.

On one hand, the command post had assessed that the perpetrator's level of force was not very high. There were not many young people in Fangjinxiang, and it was highly likely that the perpetrator was middle-aged or elderly, and there were no signs of them carrying weapons.

In addition, the primary objective of this case was to find Liu Jinghui, so even if the police officers were armed, the priority was to capture him alive.

Therefore, carrying firearms would only cause trouble for themselves.

In reality, under normal working conditions, the police officers were also unwilling to carry firearms.

When the police arrest someone, the principle is to use more force than necessary. In more diplomatic terms, "Even if the other party is alone, we will still go as a team." In more straightforward terms, it is usually "If the other party is alone, let's all go together!!"

Wei Zhenguo called Wen Ming and Mu Zhiyang over, thinking of using more force than necessary.

The premise was that they could catch the person again.

For a case of this size, as long as they could catch the perpetrator, it would be an immediate third-class merit. If they could catch the perpetrator together, they would go straight to second-class merit.

Wen Ming and Mu Zhiyang were both happy to follow Jiang Yuan, and their eyes were alert, scanning their surroundings.

"Let's start from the intersection." Wei Zhenguo crossed the street and opened the nearest stationery store. When the owner came out, he smiled and said, "Boss, we have a few more questions we'd like to ask you."

"Haven't you asked them all already?" The owner looked at the four police officers in uniform at the door and grumbled unhappily, but still let them in.

"Do you have a driver's license?" Wei Zhenguo asked with a smile.

"I do."

"Show us your driver's license." In Wei Zhenguo's police ID, he could obtain the relevant information by reporting the ID number or using facial recognition, but he still wanted to see the owner's actions.

Jiang Yuan watched from the side, more in a learning state.

Investigations and interrogations both required skill. If it were an ordinary member of the criminal police team, they would spend the first two or three years learning these things from their master.

Wei Zhenguo was quite skilled at this. When he was young, he caught thieves at train and bus stations, and he caught robbers in urban-rural areas. If they weren't caught on the spot, they were usually caught through investigation and reports.

At this moment, Wei Zhenguo watched the owner's actions and also kept an eye on the other people in the store.

One thing that was different from other stores in the village was that the owner and the staff of this stationery store were generally young, all in their thirties or forties, and could be considered the top fresh meat in the village.

The owner's driver's license also seemed fine.

Wei Zhenguo checked and asked, "Where is your car? Can we take a look?"

"It's parked in the backyard," the owner said.

Wei Zhenguo immediately went to the backyard.

There was no saying that there were poisonous trees or fruits in the country, and when necessary, secret investigations could still be conducted. Wei Zhenguo's question was already quite polite.

There was a Wuling Hongguang parked in the backyard, a bit dirty but not too dirty.

Jiang Yuan took the initiative to inspect it, and Mu Zhiyang and Wen Ming blocked the two doors of the yard, to prevent a lunatic with a kitchen knife from suddenly rushing out.

After looking for a while, Jiang Yuan disappointingly shook his head at Wei Zhenguo, then asked the owner, "Where is your motorcycle? What about an electric bike?"

"In that room over there," the owner pointed to the location of the storage room.

Jiang Yuan went to take a look again, but still didn't find anything. He said, "Don't keep them in there in the future, it's not conducive to fire safety."

Turning back, Jiang Yuan checked several places in the room before slowly coming out of the yard.

He was looking for bloodstains, a chainsaw, evidence from the deceased, or evidence from the scene. Anyway, in a village like Fangjinxiang, every household with a motorcycle needed to be carefully identified.

There were only a little over a thousand motorcycles in total, so it would be quite quick to conduct a grouped investigation.

If you had to say, the last investigation was conducted quickly and properly.

However, compared to the last investigation, Jiang Yuan's attitude this time was much stronger.

Digging three feet into the ground was Jiang Yuan's true idea.

This was what Jiang Yuan thought and what he did.

From the occurrence of the case until now, Jiang Yuan had been following it the whole time. He was aware of all kinds of evidence and circumstances, including the information from the body and the technical investigation.

In theory, with so much information gathered, the perpetrator should have surfaced by now.

What it meant to surface was that you kept pouring water, kept pouring water, and when enough evidence had been poured in, the truth would slowly surface.

However, the case was still stuck without a result. In Jiang Yuan's view, it meant that enough nets had been cast, but the depth was not enough.

This was Jiang Yuan's conclusion after solving many cases.

Sometimes, the idea was good and normal, but if the execution was not in place, it was still a move short.

After thinking it over, Jiang Yuan believed that the motorcycle was still the best breakthrough.

Classified garbage could provide a lot of information, but it was not specific enough. Jewelry picked up could also indicate the situation of the victim and their family, but it was of no use to the case.

Each piece of information had its pros and cons, but in Jiang Yuan's view, the motorcycle was the most closely related to the case.

It was a mode of transportation and necessary for transporting the body. The shroud on the body also proved the involvement of the motorcycle. On the other hand, it was also a large item, and whether a person or a family had bought a motorcycle, ridden one, or even sold one, could be verified by neighbors and relatives. It was impossible to escape.

Jiang Yuan came to Fangjinxiang in the hope of implementing this investigative approach.Fortunately, Xu Taining was not the kind of leader who made decisions arbitrarily. Or rather, due to his extensive experience in handling major cases, he had encountered a variety of situations and thus did not have the habit of acting despotically.

With sufficient manpower and resources, he was willing to let a criminal investigator like Jiang Yuan execute his own strategies.

As for the outcome... if the case was solved, everyone would be credited as contributors and share the glory. If the case fell through, they would simply disperse quietly.

Jiang Yuan believed he had thought things through clearly. Upon arriving at the scene, he no longer pondered the what-ifs and instead focused on checking the names on the list in order.

Occasionally, Jiang Yuan would check his phone to see the progress of other groups.

After checking twenty groups, the WeChat group "Ning Tai Zifeng Police Group" was filled with lamentations:

Detective Liu Wenkai: [We've checked half of them, nothing found. It's similar to last time.]

Scene Investigator Zhang Mingyuan: [If you use the same methods as last time to check the same households, how can you expect to find anything different? Unlike us, we use different methods to check the same households and still come to the same conclusions!]

Detective Liu Wenkai: [If you use the same method to find a girl, whether it's the same girl or a different one, can you really come to the same conclusion? Maybe this time they're sick?]

Huang Qiangming: [@Detective Liu Wenkai?]

Detective Liu Wenkai: [What I mean is, everyone plays football the same way, in the same position, with the same tactics, but some national teams can produce different results. I'm talking about Sri Lanka.]

Scene Investigator Zhang Mingyuan: [Doesn't our national team always get the same results? I'm talking about the Sri Lankan national team.]

Jiang Yuan put away his phone.

Liu Jinghui... no, during his disappearance, he probably didn't have a phone to play with, so there was no reason for Jiang Yuan to be active in the group chat.

Passing by another shop with closed doors, Wen Ming forcefully knocked to inquire.

The shop owner, annoyed at being disturbed despite having closed the shop, grumbled impatiently.

Wei Zhenguo then asked, "So tell me, who around here has a motorcycle that hasn't been asked about two or three times?"

The shop owner looked around and said, "Nowadays, who can't afford a motorcycle? You might as well go door to door and ask everyone."

"We are essentially doing just that," Wei Zhenguo replied. "If you notice anyone we've missed, let us know. There's a reward. Verifying a motorcycle will get you at least 5000 yuan."

This was akin to offering a reward for information, allowing the county bureau to release relevant details.

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The shopkeeper hummed and hawed for a while, and just as Wei Zhenguo was about to leave, he suddenly said, "I know someone who lends motorcycles to others. Does that count?"

"You mean Boss Tang from the street repair shop, right?" Wei Zhenguo was becoming familiar with the surroundings.

"You know about it?" The shopkeeper grunted unhappily and said, "Even if he lends his motorcycle, you won't be able to find the person, so why bother looking for someone?"

Jiang Yuan listened and looked at Wei Zhenguo.

Wei Zhenguo calmly said, "There's a ledger. The motorcycles there are also lent to customers. When customers come for repairs and temporarily need a vehicle, they borrow one from his shop without delay. The service model is similar to that of luxury car dealerships, just with a more aggressive pricing strategy."

Jiang Yuan nodded in understanding and then said, "Let's go check it out. There will be more people who have borrowed bikes."

The four of them quickly finished checking the shop and then hurried to the repair shop.

The owner was a portly man whose appearance did not suggest he had the capacity to dispose of bodies regularly.

If this were a serious murderer, he would likely have trained his body to some extent. Murder is a physically demanding task, and looking at the owner's weight of over two hundred pounds, the fact that he could consistently win confrontations without any signs of injury seemed too much like a martial arts fantasy.

Wei Zhenguo raised an eyebrow at Jiang Yuan, indicating that there was a reason he had not prioritized this shop for a thorough investigation.

"Then let's focus on the people who borrowed motorcycles," Jiang Yuan said.

"Have you all looked through the ledger several times already? Did you take photos?" The chubby shop owner pulled out a booklet from under the counter and placed it on the glass showcase for them to examine.

Jiang Yuan quickly flipped through it, then used his forensic skills to inspect it.

The ledger contained sporadic records of motorcycle loans, not frequent, just a few times a month.

The shop did not only handle repairs; it also had a garage for car washes, a workshop for vehicle repairs, and motorcycle rentals were just a minor side business with only three bikes sitting forlornly in a corner.

"Are there any borrowers not listed in the ledger?" Jiang Yuan asked, his question no different from before.

The chubby shop owner calmly replied, "They're all recorded, and with both borrowing and returning, it's impossible not to record it twice."

Jiang Yuan nodded and continued to flip through the ledger.

He was about to finish and return the ledger when a term caught his eye.

"What does 'monthly fee' mean?" Jiang Yuan pointed to a number followed by parentheses.

"It means settled monthly," the shop owner casually replied. "Old Fu from the power supply station often has to run to the mountainous areas, so he borrows a bike from here, which can be invoiced for reimbursement."

Without Jiang Yuan needing to speak, everyone perked up.

"Why does he borrow a bike from here?" Wei Zhenguo took over the questioning.

"He can't use a private vehicle for public affairs. That's what he said, and he used to have me issue invoices," the shop owner chuckled, adding, "Old Fu is a good guy. Every time he returns the bike, he washes it clean."

"Old Fu... where does he live?" Wei Zhenguo was getting excited.

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