For the criminal police, the length of annual leave depends on whether there are cases.

Wu Cuo's impression is that the longest annual leave in the seven years of being a police officer is 3 days, and the shortest Chinese New Year is not at all.

On the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, when Wu Cuo received a call from the on-duty staff in the hall saying that there was a vicious murder and he needed to rush to the scene to deal with it immediately, he was not surprised and stopped in 5 minutes to go out.

The crime scene is located in a convenience store in a residential area.

The victim is the owner of the convenience store.

The owner of the convenience store looked very old, his hair turned white, and his hands were withered like branches of an old tree. He lay in the middle of two rows of shelves, his eyes wide open, his pupils had spread, and there was a pool of blood under him.

The deceased's son knelt beside his father in blood. Because he was too excited and sad, his body trembled and his teeth made a clattering sound.

The auxiliary police lifted him up and let him get into the police car, but he was in a state of stagnation and could not talk to anyone at all.

Seeing Yan Ruyu coming, the auxiliary police quickly stepped forward and introduced: "The deceased Wang Yaoguo, 57 years old, the one in the police car is Wang Yaoguo's son, named Wang Yuan, 30 years old. It has been less than a year since the father and son moved to this area. They usually eat and live in the convenience store."

Wu Cuo looked around and saw that the convenience store, which was only a dozen square meters, was divided into two fronts and backs. The goods were sold in the front and the place where the father and son slept.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, there were very few pedestrians on the street, so there were only three teenagers in their onlookers, who seemed to be classmates who had made an appointment to go out together.

Wu Cuo walked up to the three of them and saluted them. The three teenagers looked at each other, a little embarrassed.

"I am a criminal policeman from the Municipal Public Security Department, Wu Cuo. You don't have to be nervous, you just want to know the situation with you."

"Then ask." A short boy said.

"Did you see the crime?"

"We passed by and saw someone running out of the convenience store covered in blood. There were about ten people?" The short boy solicited the opinions of the other two.

"Eight, I counted when they ran out." The tall boy next to him said, "When we rushed over, we saw uncle pulling out the knife from his grandfather..."

"Turn out?" Wu Cuo frowned and recorded it in his notebook.

"Yes, we quickly asked our uncle to stop because we had learned it in school and were injured. If the injured object is still in our body, we must not pull it out. We have to go to the hospital for treatment. Then, we quickly called 110 and 120. Unfortunately... Grandpa had already left when 120."

"You did it right." Wu Cuo patted the three children on the shoulders one by one and continued to ask: "Do you still have an impression of the escaped murderer? Can you describe your appearance characteristics?"

The teenagers looked at each other again, and the fat teenager who had not spoken said, "Those people are here to collect money and can often see them."

"Calue money?"

"Yes, it's like a movie asking for debt, smashing and looting without paying money."

The short teenager added: "I heard from the adults that when they were chatting, grandpa had cancer and it cost a lot of money to treat his illness. In order to treat his grandpa, the uncle borrowed usury loans. If the money was not paid back, they would come to urge them every day."

"Yes, yes, it's been two or three times. I've seen these people blocking the door of the store when I was school, which is so scary. Many people in the community think they are pitiful and always come to their store to buy things."

"Yes, yes, yes, my mother always comes, buy some oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, etc...."

...

When Wu Cuo talked with a few teenagers, Yan Ruyu rushed over. He looked listless, with heavy dark circles, and he didn't wake up.

Yan Ruyu stood quietly, listening to Wu Cuo's question, while communicating with people on his mobile phone. When the inquiry was over, several teenagers left their contact information and left. Yan Ruyu said: "There is a hospital nearby. A patient who was seriously injured was taken 20 minutes ago. Unfortunately, because of excessive blood loss, he could not be rescued. There were 7 people who sent him to the hospital, which means that there were exactly 8 injured."

"What's the police news?"

The reason why Wu Cuo asked this is because of the medical police linkage system. For those who enter the hospital due to unknown external injuries, the hospital not only rescues patients, but also calls the police as soon as possible.

"The deceased Huang Peng specializes in collecting debts for others. According to the person who sent him to the hospital, they had a conflict with others during the debt collection process. Huang Peng was cut and injured. The address of their debt collection was this convenience store."

Wu Cuo frowned, "Because of a conflict in debt collection, the two sides cut each other, resulting in one person being killed. So... the case was solved?"

Yan Ruyu glanced at Wang Yuan in the car. He had calmed down a lot and was also looking out through the car window. When he looked at Yan Ruyu, he immediately retracted his gaze.

"According to your inference, the debt collector killed people. Shouldn't these mobs escape in a scattered manner? Why did they blatantly send Huang Peng to the hospital together? This makes no sense." Yan Ruyu said.

"Maybe they didn't realize they had killed people. There had been such cases before. The murderer beat the victim and thought it was just caused by the injury. It was not until they were brought to justice that the victim was dead."

"There is such a possibility, so I want to go to the seven people involved in debt asking for clarity. Let's divide the work. I'll go to the hospital and you can inspect the scene." As he said that, Yan Ruyu was about to rush to the hospital.

"Hello!"

"What's wrong?"

Wu Cuo shook his head, "Forget it, let's talk about it later."

Hospital, underground floor, at the morgue entrance.

Seven young people held their heads and squatted into a row along the wall. Three police officers from the police station were guarding the seven people while handling Huang Peng's relevant procedures with the doctor.

Yan Ruyu showed the police officer's certificate and briefly explained the situation with the three policemen. He took the 7 people with yellow hair dyed among them to the other side of the corridor.

Yan Ruyu sat down on the bench next to the corridor, rubbing her hands crampedly.

"You sit down too." Yan Ruyu said.

As soon as the yellow-haired butt was put on the chair, he couldn't wait to ask: "Police Officer, I'm just a follower. The mastermind is really not me. You won't want to arrest me and sentence me, right? My parents are old and at home..."

Yan Ruyu waved his hand and interrupted him, "You go to collect debts on the second day of the Lunar New Year. You are more diligent than the police."

"You don't know, doing our business is the busiest during festivals."

Yan Ruyu was obviously very interested in this topic and signaled Huangmao to continue talking.

"You think, during festivals, relatives and friends walk around, who doesn't want to be good-looking? At this time, we are most afraid of someone coming to collect debts, so we insist on going to this time. Who makes him owed the debts? It makes him feel awkward several times and knows how to get the backbone of relatives, friends and neighbors, so we should find a way to get money to pay off the debts."

"It seems like a mountain is different. It seems that this is right. Tell me how you collected debts from Wang Yaoguo and his son."

"Hey, it's just a harsh word to scare them. If you pour some paint, you can only smash a few things. But today..." Huangmao glanced at the direction of the morgue and said with lingering fear: "I really didn't expect this accident today!"
Chapter completed!