Chapter eight hundred and thirtieth it turned out to be him
Lin Chuang did not give Jing Xin an accurate answer and hurried downstairs.
"Go to Junde Middle School."
After getting in the car, Lin Chuang ordered Liu Ermeng.
"Yes." Liu Ermeng started the car and drove to Junde Middle School.
When they arrived at Junde Middle School, Lin Chuang asked Zhang Jin and others to wait outside the door, while he and Liu Ermeng got out of the car and walked to the school gate.
The gatekeeper asked who he was looking for, and Lin Chuang replied that he was looking for the principal. When the gatekeeper saw that Lin Chuang was in a suit and leather shoes and looked very impressive, unlike ordinary people, he let the two of them in without asking any questions.
The campus is very quiet, only the sound of the teacher's teaching can be heard from the classroom.
Arriving at the principal's office, Lin Chuang knocked on the door. Hearing someone shouting, "Please come in," Lin Chuang opened the door and went in.
There is a man in his thirties indoors. He wears glasses, has his hair parted, a long gown, and a gray scarf casually wrapped around his neck. He looks very bookish at first glance.
"Excuse me, are you the principal?" Lin Chuang asked.
"Yes, who are you?"
"Oh, hello, my surname is Lin, the police chief. I'm here to ask you about a case." Lin Chuang introduced himself and extended his hand.
"Oh, it turns out to be Director Lin, welcome!" When the principal heard that he was the police chief, he didn't have the aloofness and disgust that intellectuals have for the police. He immediately stood up enthusiastically and held Lin Chuang's hand tightly.
"Please sit down, please sit down." The principal asked Lin Chuang to sit down and poured a glass of water: "The conditions are very simple, there are no tea leaves, I am neglecting him."
Lin Chuang took a look and found that the conditions were indeed difficult. There was not even a stove in the house.
The principal's office is still like this, and the conditions in the classroom can be imagined.
"No matter how poor you are, you can't afford education, and no matter how hard it is, you can't suffer for your children. How can you do it if the conditions are so difficult? I'll mention it to Director Du later and allocate some money to you." Lin Chuang took the water cup but didn't drink it, only used it to warm his hands.
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"No matter how poor you are, you can't afford education, and no matter how hard it is, you can't have children... Director Lin said it so well. Education is very important. Unfortunately, there are too few people who can clearly understand this importance. If the government can allocate some funds to help
The students survived the cold winter, and Director Lin has done a great job." The principal said with a sigh.
"What's your last name, principal?"
"My surname is Jiang, Jiang Hongyun."
"Oh, it turns out to be Principal Jiang. I came today because there is a case involving employees of your school, and I would like to ask Principal Jiang to cooperate."
"What case does it require you, the director, to personally take action? A murder case?"
"yes."
"Ah? It's really a murder case? An employee of our school is involved?"
"Exactly."
"Is it the murder of Director Yang?"
"Principal Jiang, please forgive me, Lin cannot talk about the specific circumstances of the case."
"Yes, yes, Jiang is being abrupt. If Director Lin has anything to say, just ask him. Jiang will give his full cooperation."
Lin Chuang was very happy when he heard this. Jiang Hongyun was really open-minded. He didn't have the scholarly air of poverty, nor did he try his best to protect his students because it involved the employees of the school.
"Excuse me, does your school have a canteen?"
"Yes. The cafeteria is not big. Its main function is to prepare lunch for the teachers and heat meals for students who live far away."
"How many cooks are there?"
"Just one."
"Is your name Jiang Jiufeng?"
"No, not Jiang Jiufeng, but Hang Jiu."
When Lin Chuang heard this, he stood up suddenly and hot water spilled out, scalding him: "What's your name?"
"My name is Hang Jiu."
Isn't Hang Jiu, a Hunan native, a spy of the Secret Service? A fellow from Dingmo Village and a former personal follower of Wu Sibao?
After the case between Jiang Hua and Zhang Jun, Hang Jiu disappeared. Unexpectedly, he hid in the school and became a cook.
Is it him? If it's really Hang Jiu, he should know him. Why didn't Li Shui take a picture of him?
"Principal Jiang, how many faculty and staff are there in your school?" Lin Chuang asked.
"Fourteen people."
"Hang Jiu Shang didn't go to work these two days?"
"No, he has been on leave since the day before yesterday and is not feeling well. No, since there is no cook, we teachers have no choice but to cook by ourselves. Today's lunch meal was cooked by myself as the principal.
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Jiang Hongyun smiled bitterly and said: "I don't do any work at home, and I don't touch Yang Chun Shui with my fingers. I didn't expect that at school, I'm here to make soup for you."
Oh, that makes sense.
As a spy, Hang Jiu certainly knew how to hide away for a while after committing a crime. Even if Li Shui secretly took photos, it would be difficult to hide it from him.
"Principal Jiang, may I ask where Hang Jiu lives?"
"The school doesn't know the exact location of the house I rented in Meilunli."
"Thank you, Principal Jiang, for your cooperation. Principal Jiang, please keep our conversation confidential today."
"Director Lin, please rest assured that Jiang knows the severity."
"Farewell."
"Director Lin, what you just said..."
"Oh, it's about appropriation, right? Don't worry, I'll mention it to Director Du when I get back."
Lin Chuang was really impressed by the principal and never forgot to ask for money.
However, since he had promised, there was no reason to break his promise. What's more, he had a good impression of Jiang Hongyun and was willing to help.
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"Sir, are you going to arrest me?" After returning to the car, Liu Ermeng turned around and asked.
"Let me think about it first." Lin Chuang closed his eyes and began to think about Hang Jiu.
You must catch it, the key is how to catch it.
Hang Jiu is not an ordinary person, and it is not easy to catch him. If Lin Chuang's prediction is correct, this guy must not be idle, and must be paying close attention to every move of the Qipan Street police.
If what was expected was true, he would definitely not be at home, waiting for the police to catch him, hiding somewhere.
Judging from his request for leave, this guy must still have hope of coming back to work.
If something is wrong, this guy can completely escape and lurk under another identity.
You can advance and retreat, and your abacus is good.
The large-scale investigation operations in the past two days have been concentrated elsewhere. The investigation of Junde Middle School, except for Wang Mu who came once when the incident occurred, was conducted in secret. If Li Shui and others were not exposed, they could have been
The vigilance was relaxed.
But I wonder if Li Shui and others were exposed?
Also, as an agent, Hang Jiu wouldn't care about killing one or two people.
If he is not at the police station, even if he is caught, Dingmo Village can ask the police station to release him with just a phone call.
In other words, he is not afraid of the police, but of me and Dingmo Village.
He knows that once exposed, I will not let him go, and Ding Mo Village will not let him reveal Ai Wanyi's secret.
"How can we catch him without letting the Secret Service know about it?" Lin Chuang frowned.
After thinking about it for a while, Lin Chuang slowly made up his mind.
"Let's go back to the police station." Lin Chuangming said.
Liu Ermeng started the car and soon arrived at the Qipan Street Police Station.
Wang Mu and Liu Chunxiao greeted him.
"Notify Li Shui immediately and ask him to withdraw quietly." Lin Chuang ordered Wang Mutao.