Chapter 268 A Cucumber

A case from five years ago?

Wang Gang was slightly surprised.

“I participated in this case back then.”

Wang Gang was very familiar with the case and knew the files very well.

“We also checked the area around the pond where the broken arm was found.”

“We even sent people to check all the ponds within ten kilometers.”

“But there was nothing found.”

“There were no reports of missing persons in the surrounding area, and we did not find any relevant information in the missing persons database.”

Wang Gang was the person in charge of the case. As long as the case was not solved, he would keep an eye on the case until he retired or was transferred.

However, if there was only a broken arm, the identity of the deceased could not be determined.

Not to mention the murderer.

He handed the photo of Zhang Songlin and his son to Wang Gang: “Did you follow up on these two people later?”

Wang Gang recognized them at first sight from the photo.

"Zhang Songlin and his son?"

Wang Gang shook his head: "After the father and son reported the case, we investigated their background."

"How should I put it..." Wang Gang paused: "These two people are very honest, and they are the original farmers of Xinjian Village."

"The information we obtained from the investigation at that time said that these two people were honest and a little cowardly."

"They are the kind of people who can kick them twice and they can't even fart."

"Do they have any enemies or people with whom they have grudges?"

The more honest and cowardly people are, the more terrifying they are when they explode.

However, Wang Gang still shook his head: "As the people who reported the case, they were the key targets of our investigation that year."

"But the two of them worked honestly in the village and had no grudges with anyone. Even the father and son had never quarreled with anyone."

No grudges...

No stakeholders.

"Then...are there any other special circumstances between the father and son?"

"This..."

Wang Gang thought about it, and a face flashed in his mind: "If you want to talk about special, there is really one?"

"Oh? What's the situation?"

"Zhang Runsheng's wife!"

"Wife?"

Chen Yan looked at Wang Gang curiously: "What's special about the wife?"

"Zhang Runsheng's wife is very beautiful!"

Chen Yan: "..."

Captain Chen suddenly wanted to beat Wang Gang.

What do you mean by someone's wife is very beautiful?

If it doesn't work, just transfer Wang Gang to the first team.

It's just right to follow Liu Qingshan to find trouble with the young lady who didn't return home at night.

...

Xinjian Village.

Chen Yan met Zhang Songlin and Zhang Runsheng, the father and son who reported the case that year.

Five years have passed, Zhang Songlin is now 61 years old, and Zhang Runsheng is 28 years old.

It should be because of the labor in the countryside. Zhang Songlin looks very old, with a hunched back and wrinkles on his face, like marble carvings.

When he smiles, they are all squeezed together, but he looks very kind.

"Officer Wang, you are here again..."

"Uncle Zhang, it happened five years ago, and the case has not been solved yet. I came to see it again."

Wang Gang was obviously familiar with Zhang Songlin and the others, because they came here every year and both sides knew each other.

"This is our new leader, Captain Chen Yan."

"Hello, Captain Chen." Zhang Songlin hurried forward and greeted him warmly: "It's cold outside, let's talk in the greenhouse, it's warm inside."

The dark-skinned young man next to him was very strong. Even in the current weather, he only wore a single piece of clothing.

This is Zhang Runsheng.

It was indeed very warm inside the greenhouse. In Liancheng in March, it was still below zero outside, but the thermometer in the greenhouse showed a temperature of nearly 20 degrees Celsius.

The hot air blowing in his face made Chen Yan's breathing stagnate slightly.

"Xiao Ru, Officer Wang is here, pour water quickly!"

"Okay, Dad, I'll be right there..."

There was a small room in the greenhouse with a bed and a coal stove.

The woman called Xiao Ru by Zhang Songlin was in the greenhouse outside the small room. Chen Yan did not see anyone.

But the voice was very crisp.

After a while, Chen Yan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the woman coming into the greenhouse.

Turning his head, he looked at Wang Gang.

This guy...

Chen Yan wronged him.

Wang Gang didn't lie. Zhang Runsheng's wife was really beautiful.

And she was not just beautiful.

It should be because of the high temperature in the greenhouse. The woman who came into the house to pour water was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts.

There were fine beads of sweat on her neck, her fair skin seemed to be soaked in milk, and her big eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

This woman, in terms of appearance alone, is comparable to Song Lingxuan, the policewoman of the second team.

"Two officers, please drink water."

The voice was crisp and sweet, like the sound of a clear spring in the mountains.

"This is..."

"Captain Chen, this is my wife, Qin Ru."

Zhang Runsheng smiled like his father, very simple and kind.

"Mom, eat milk..."

Outside the door, a chubby little boy followed Qin Ru.

He hugged Qin Ru's thighs and looked at Chen Yan and Wang Gang timidly.

"Huzi, you are already three years old, you need to be weaned and can't drink milk anymore!"

After saying that, Qin Ru looked at Chen Yan a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, it's a little late for the little guy to be weaned..."

"You sit down, I'll go water the cucumbers..."

When they first met, the impression that this family gave Chen Yan was just two words, simple and honest.

After seeing the little boy, Chen Yan suddenly felt like he didn't want to investigate the case any further.

If this family is really related to the case, what will happen to the child in the future?

And if it is really a certain result that Chen Yan speculated, what did the other party do to make Zhang's father and son, such honest people, kill them?

"Grandpa... do you like fishing now?"

Chen Yan noticed that there were two sets of fishing gear hanging in the corner of the hut.

But it was covered with dust, obviously it hadn't been moved for a long time.

"I haven't fished for a long time," Zhang Songlin sat opposite Chen Yan, holding a bowl of hot water in both hands: "After that incident five years ago, I haven't fished again. I always feel uncomfortable."

Yes, if it were someone else, fishing and catching a broken arm, it would probably have a psychological shadow.

"That's true..." Chen Yan stood up and looked at the other side of the small house: "Grandpa, can I take a look at your greenhouse?"

"How is the price of vegetables this year? How much money can you make this year?"

"It's worth a look. What's wrong with it?"

Zhang Songlin stood up: "Runsheng, quickly ask Xiaoru to pick a few cucumbers with flowers and thorns for the two police officers to taste..."

The temperature in the greenhouse was higher. Chen Yan took off his coat and felt better.

Zhang Songlin's greenhouse was carefully taken care of and very clean.

Unlike some greenhouses that Chen Yan had seen before, they were muddy and impossible to step on.

"This year's production and price are okay. In one winter, after deducting the cost, you can earn less than 60,000 yuan."

In fact, this income is not high.

Three people in Zhang Songlin's family are serving these vegetables in the greenhouse.

From the beginning of autumn until April of the following year.

It took almost half a year.

The profit was 60,000 yuan, which was averaged to the three people, that is, each person made about 20,000 yuan.

In half a year, one person earns 20,000 yuan, which is equivalent to a monthly salary of more than 3,000 yuan.

And there are no days off.

To grow in a greenhouse, you have to keep an eye on it every day.

Weeding, fertilizing, pruning, pollination...

It can be said that every fruit is produced by keeping an eye on it.

And it's all hard work.

While chatting, Qin Ru also picked a few cucumbers.

"Try this, freshly picked cucumbers."

Zhang Runsheng took the cucumber and handed it to Chen Yan: "Our greenhouse is all farmyard manure, no pesticides."

A mouthful of fresh fragrance.

"It's really delicious!"

"Old Zhang... Is Old Zhang here?"

Before Chen Yan finished eating a cucumber, a roar came from outside the greenhouse.