Chapter 451

The time of synaesthesia was very short. Cen Lian only had time to analyze that the location of Wu Jiayue's death was probably Qihe Village, which was under the jurisdiction of Xinhe Police Station. He didn't see anything else for the time being.

This group of people may have used Qihe Village as a transit point for trafficking. After all, such places are relatively mixed with people and not easy to be discovered.

"We found an IP," Qu Zihan's voice brought Cen Lian back to his thoughts, "Boss, it seems to be in your previous jurisdiction."

"Qihe Village?" Cen Lian asked subconsciously.

"Let me see," Qu Zihan confirmed the location, "It's not far away, it should be nearby."

It seems that this one is also right.

Sure enough, after confirming the identity of the deceased, the location of the gang was quickly traced out.

"That's a village in the city. If you ask where in the police station's jurisdiction people could hide, my first reaction is there." Cen Lian explained a little, "Can we track this person now?"

"I guess he was using the computer in the Internet cafe at the time. It's definitely too late to look for surveillance now," Qu Zihan shook her head, "but this person's Internet records should still be there. Sister Lin and I will go ask?"

She looked at Cen Lian with an inquiring look. Now there were only three of them left, and Cen Lian obviously hadn't finished watching the surveillance.

"Let Sister Lin go to eat. I'll borrow two people from the police station to go with you." Cen Lian was a little worried that this group of people were still hiding in Qihe Village. This group of people might have seen the corpse identification Douyin released by the official account of Taishan Branch. If they found the police in the village, they might fight to the death.

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Xinhe Police Station is still the same as before, not much different from when Cen Lian left. Cen Lian felt more confident after calling a few police officers he knew to go together.

Although he is good at fighting, it is not rational to fight three alone.

"Brother Cen, the suspect in this case is actually in our jurisdiction!" Policeman Liu Xucai, who is quite familiar with Cen Lian, asked excitedly.

He has been a policeman for more than three years, and the biggest case he has seen so far is still a robbery case, so when he learned that he might be able to participate in the investigation of a murder case, he was so excited that he almost knocked over the water dispenser.

"Maybe, it's not certain yet," Cen Lian was not sure whether this group of people was still in Qihe Village, "Let's go and see first."

Compared with Liu Xucai, who was dealing with a murder case for the first time, Cen Lian has handled murder cases without any psychological fluctuations in the past two years, just like Lin Xiangqi saw the dismembered body, and was used to it.

"Okay, okay, Brother Cen, we will do whatever you say." The excitement on Liu Xucai's face did not diminish at all, and Cen Lian did not care about him.

Qu Zihan navigated all the way to a small Internet cafe with an inconspicuous door.

When Cen Lian walked to this area, he already knew which one Qu Zihan was talking about. When he went up to the second floor, the guy at the front desk of the Internet cafe looked at him uncertainly, and after a few seconds he came to talk to him.

"Are you Brother Cen?" He looked up and down, "Didn't you say you were transferred to the district? You're back again."

The guy at the front desk knew Cen Lian. There were not many Internet cafes in the jurisdiction of Xinhe Police Station. This Internet cafe was relatively close to the middle school in the jurisdiction. In the past, parents in his area always asked him to help catch their children in the Internet cafe.

Although Cen Lian had always been confused about whether this matter should be under their jurisdiction, the instructor said that he was serving the people, so he would go when he was not busy.

After a few visits, the guy at the front desk of the Internet cafe knew him.

"There is a case," Cen Lian did not answer the guy at the front desk's question, "Are the computer records from three months ago still there?"

The guy at the front desk recalled, "Generally, they are kept for two months, but there have been Internet police who came to our side to retrieve records from half a year ago. I don't know how they did it."

He was just a receptionist and didn't know much about computers.

"Small question, where is your server?" Qu Zihan didn't think it was troublesome at all, and went straight to the server.

Cen Lian didn't understand what she was doing, but soon he saw Qu Zihan calling up a list.

"Found it, this person is Liu Xiangshan," she called up a household registration information and motioned Cen Lian to come over and take a look, "He looks like this."

Cen Lian glanced at it and immediately matched it with the criminal record he saw.

This person has some ideas in anti-detection, but it doesn't look very smart.

For example, he knew that he couldn't hack into the backend of other people's websites on his own computer, but he actually found an Internet cafe very close to the place where the body was dumped, and he didn't know how to conceal his IP address.

"This person's technology is not very good, it seems that he has studied in a training class for a while," Qu Zihan curled his lips, a little disdainful, "he can only hack into the backend of this computer whose protection is no different from paper."

Cen Lian chose to remain silent, because he didn't know how to hack into other people's computers.

Talking too much is easy to bring shame upon oneself.

"I tracked the scrapped van to the vicinity of Qihe Village before," Cen Lian made up an excuse, "I think the hideout of this group of people is probably near Qihe Village."

When Cen Lian said this, Qu Zihan looked at him strangely, always thinking that it was a bit hasty to directly lock on Qihe Village, but looking at Cen Lian's expression, she felt that he should be confident.

But she didn't quite understand where this confidence came from.

This Internet cafe was just one of the IP addresses she found, and she couldn't be sure that the person was here.

"Okay, let's go look for it." But when she thought of the vehicles that appeared in the surveillance, she felt that it seemed reasonable for Cen Lian to go directly to Qihe Village.

Cen Lian didn't know that he was suspected again, but was just thinking about which building Wu Jiayue died in.

Qihe Village is an urban village that has not been demolished yet. The internal buildings are very complicated. In addition, there are many extra buildings that are rumored to be demolished several times. The roads in the village are getting narrower and narrower, and people and cars are crowded together in a mess.

It is cold near the end of the year. Qihe Village does not have central heating, and some people even burn stoves to keep warm.

Cen Lian recalled the scene before Wu Jiayue's death. There was no radiator or chimney in that room, which should rule out some buildings.

"This pile is too easy to catch fire," Liu Xu saw the piled up debris shortly after entering the village, and subconsciously went to talk to the old lady who was sorting paper shells, "Either move your stove inside, or move the paper shells away."

Cen Lian took this opportunity to observe the old lady's room and felt that the placement of the water heater on the ceiling was a little familiar, as if he had seen it during synaesthesia.

He subconsciously looked back. If he remembered correctly, he saw that the water heater was located behind the old lady's house, not too far away.

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