Seeing the doubts in the eyes of the three people looking at him, Tang Huiming explained: "Stalls like this usually serve breakfast early, right?"
Jane nodded: "Yes, they get up early every day to sell breakfast. They work until noon at the latest and close the stall. When he is not busy in the morning, Zhang Qiang goes to the vegetable market to buy the mutton and seasonings needed for the next day. He catches up his sleep in the afternoon and cooks the food at night.
Once the meat is stewed, it will be fine."
"Catching up on sleep in the afternoon means that these two people have time to commit the crime. Baoheng Bridge is near the Zhehu Guild Hall, which is convenient for observation and car theft. In other words, the two of them fully meet all the conditions for committing the crime. Another point is that both of them are in their twenties.
He is many years old but has no family members, so he meets the conditions of a latent agent." Tang Huiming said.
"Yes, sir, you are right." Song Wenlin and Li Shuihe simply agreed.
"The reason why Director Jian marked the names of these two people is probably for this reason, right?" Tang Huiming asked.
"Yes, I have this idea in my humble position, but it's specious. No officer can say it so clearly," Jian Jian replied.
"Don't take credit, don't take credit, you are a good person." Tang Huiming couldn't help but nodded secretly after hearing what he said.
"Where do they live? How long has this mutton soup stall been operating?" Tang Huiming asked.
"Zhang Qiang is a native of Shanghai. His home is near Baoheng Bridge, No. 136 Gendry. There is no one else at home except his parents and sister.
Liu Deshan is from Fujian and lives in Zhang Qiang's home, sharing the same room with Zhang Qiang.
This stall has been running for many years. It was previously run by Zhang Qiang's parents, and later it was handed over to Zhang Qiang, with his father helping. A month ago, Zhang Qiang hired Liu Deshan, and his father didn't care."
"There is a problem. Especially Liu Deshan, who is highly suspicious." Tang Huiming knocked on the table heavily.
"Yes." Jian simply responded.
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At the same time, the stall Wan Lilang was responsible for also made progress.
He investigated within the city government and the Secret Service, but found no suspects who leaked the information.
At this point, his investigation work has reached a desperate situation.
Therefore, Wan Li Langzhong analyzed it again and felt that the military commander could accurately grasp the travel information of Zhu Yuewen and Zhang Jinlu, and the telephone number was most likely to leak.
But no bug was found in Zhu Yuewen's phone, and there were no signs of damage to the phone line. So what went wrong?
After thinking hard, he suddenly thought: "Is there something wrong with the telecommunications office? Is the operator a military agent?"
Thinking of this possibility, Wan Lilang was very excited and immediately rushed to the telecommunications office with his people.
After investigation, there were a total of 18 operators on duty that day, and there were six operators responsible for the municipal government line. After questioning, the six operators said that although Zhu Yuewen's call was transferred, no one heard that he was dating Zhang Jinlu.
matter.
This fact, which no one acknowledged, made Wan Lilang even more sure that among these eighteen operators, there must be military agents or their informants.
So Wan Lilang took all six operators to the Secret Service and interrogated them one by one.
These people were brought to the interrogation room, and no torture was used at all. When they saw those horrific torture instruments, two delicate operators collapsed to the ground.
Soon, these women couldn't wait to tell what they knew.
And Wan Lilang basically believed the confessions of these people - no one dared to lie in this place.
The confession of one of them piqued Wan Lilang's interest.
Operator Xue Yilan said that she suddenly had a stomachache the night before and didn't get up in the morning, so she asked her friend Zhang Ying to take over the shift, but Zhang Ying was not in their shift.
When Wan Lilang heard this, he immediately investigated Zhang Ying's situation.
Zhang Ying, 19 years old, is a native of Shanghai. She lives at No. 136 Gendry. She has parents and an older brother named Zhang Qiang, who runs a mutton soup stall near Baoheng Bridge.
Wan Lilang immediately called Zhang Ying and asked her about the situation that day.
Zhang Ying said: "Sir, I did not transfer Vice Mayor Zhu's call that day."
Wan Lilang did not admit that he transferred Zhu Yuewen's call to Zhang Jinlu. This was something Wan Lilang had expected.
Even if it was transferred, no one would tell the story.
He was concerned about what happened after she left: "What time did you come home?"
Zhang Ying answered calmly: "Ordinarily, I should have a quick meal at work at noon and officially get off work at six o'clock in the evening. But then Yilan took medicine, her health improved, she came back to work, and I went home."
"What time?" Wan Lilang asked.
"I can't remember exactly. It was around 11 o'clock in the morning when I went home for dinner." Zhang Ying replied without any hesitation.
"Did you go home directly? Did you go anywhere else?" Wan Lilang asked.
"No, I went home directly." Zhang Ying replied.
At this point, Wan Lilang was certain, and Zhang Ying's suspicion suddenly rose.
First, assuming that someone hears the conversation between Zhu Yuewen and Zhang Jinlu, it is unlikely that they will call the killer. The easy exposure is on the one hand, and on the other hand, because time is not tight, you can tell the killer in person. And all the operators
Among them, only Zhang Yingzai left the telecommunications office, and it was six or seven hours before Zhu Yuewen's accident.
Second, her brother Zhang Qiang ran a mutton soup stall in Baoheng Bridge.
When you think about the smell in the vehicle that Tang Huiming mentioned in her report, and then connect it with the secrets she may have heard, isn't it obvious?
"Miss Zhang, I'm sorry, I have to aggrieve you. You can't go home for the time being. I want to check what you said." Wan Lilang said.
"Sir, everything I said is true, let me go home..." Zhang Ying begged.
"Go home? It's a beautiful idea. Can you still go home now? Miss Zhang, I advise you to tell the truth and don't let me punish you. You know, I am a compassionate person." Wan Lilang said coldly.
"Everything I say is true. If you don't believe me, just check it out." Zhang Ying said.
"I will investigate. I hope what you say is true, and keep it." Wan Lilang waved his hand and said.
"Sir, you are wronged!" Zhang Ying struggled and shouted.
Wan Lilang didn't care about that and immediately sent someone to investigate Zhang Ying.
It was quickly discovered that after Zhang Ying left the telecommunications office, she did not go home immediately, but went to Zhang Qiang's mutton soup stall first.
As if Wanli Lang had found a treasure, Zhang Ying was immediately brought to trial.
In the end, Zhang Ying changed her story and said that she had indeed gone to her brother's place, but she only told him to go home for dinner in the evening and said nothing else.
Seeing that she was still stubborn, Wan Lilang immediately ordered her execution.
Wang Hanzhang is very interested in tormenting female prisoners.
In his opinion, it is a pleasure to torture female prisoners, listen to them cry and wail, and see their faces burst into tears.
This kind of pleasure can only be experienced by executioners.
It's a pity that he was disappointed.
Because he didn't see the scene he wanted to see, and of course, it didn't satisfy his dirty pleasure.
After more than three hours of torture and using all other torture instruments except electrocution, Zhang Ying did not cry loudly, let alone confess, but gritted her teeth and endured the inhuman torture.
Although Wang Hanzhang was disappointed, he could not help but feel a little admired.
It was precisely because Zhang Ying was so tough that Wan Lilang became even more convinced that she was an agent of the military command.