"??" Lao Guo suddenly became petrochemical.

"What's wrong?" A police officer standing next to him came over and asked. He probably accidentally saw the old books in his bag, and suddenly, he also became petrified.

"This...how is this possible?" Lao Guo took a long time to finally recover. He looked at the duffel bag in front of him and rubbed his eyes, as if he was afraid that something would go wrong with his eyes.

The same.

More and more police officers came over, and they all looked confused.

"Where is the money..."

"Yes...what is the money?"

On a tram, a bag of money was actually transferred?

The police looked at each other, and then turned their eyes to Zhao Shengrui at the same time!

Well, he is the main detective in charge of this incident. If this happens, the police naturally all looked at him.

At this time, Zhao Shengrui was actually confused.

But fortunately, he was a Marple-level detective who had seen some worlds and quickly calmed down.

"Can you be sure that no one had been on the roof before we arrived?" Zhao Shengrui asked quickly at the station staff.

"We can be sure, and there is a monitor here, you can call it out and check it at any time," said a staff member.

"Okay, we will see it." Zhao Shengrui nodded, and then walked into the No. 12 carriage alone.

There are no people in the carriage now, so the internal environment can be seen at a glance, and there is no unnecessary exit at all.

The only exit is absolutely impossible to open when the train is driving.

In other words, it is impossible for someone to go out. So it should be impossible for someone to transfer the package.

So...If the subway is not transferred when driving, that is, the money is transferred before it is put on the subway?

Zhao Shengrui thought for a while and walked out of the subway.

Because the 15 minutes are almost done, the subway will continue to run, and he can't see more clues when he stands in the car.

"How is it?" Old Guo frowned and asked when he saw Zhao Shengrui walk out.

Zhao Shengrui shook his head: "I can't think of where the money will go for the time being." As he said that, he looked at Mrs. Qian beside him.

At this moment, Mrs. Qian was looking at the police officers around her in a daze. When she saw Zhao Shengruitou coming over, she seemed to ask nervously: "The money is gone, isn't it?"

Zhao Shengrui nodded: "Yes, the money has been transferred."

Mrs. Qian nodded: "In other words, the kidnappers should have already received the money."

Well, it seems that this mother is not very concerned about how the money was lost.

"Then, Duoduo should be fine!" she asked again.

"..." No one replied, because no one could guarantee this.

"Why don't you talk?" Mrs. Qian looked at the people around her and her voice seemed to be louder. Along the way, she moved the heavy bag, her hands were zipped and her arms were sore that she could hardly lift them up.

She had no complaints.

Now that her money has disappeared, she actually doesn't care much.

From beginning to end, she was actually just caring about whether her children were safe.

Zhao Shengrui sighed: "Madam, I'm sorry, the money is gone. And I can't think of how a person can take away the money while driving in the subway, so... please recall it.

At once, on the way to the subway, has this bag of money ever been out of your hand?"

"..." Mrs. Qian suddenly fell silent, and she stared at Zhao Shengrui in a daze: "You... are actually concerned about why you don't have money?"

She asked back.

"What are you thinking? I don't care where the money goes. I just care whether the money is in the hands of the kidnappers. After the kidnappers get the money, will they return Duoduo to me!" Mrs. Qian shouted.

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Lao Guo immediately came over to comfort him: "Madam, please don't be too excited. We care about where the money goes, so we naturally want to know the kidnapper's methods and thus capture the kidnappers. This is also for the safety of the hostages, so please recall it.

Is it possible that you were transferred on the road?”

Mrs. Qian reluctantly straightened her breath: "No...this money has never left my hand from beginning to end."

Lao Guo nodded. In fact, he was also very sure of this, because from beginning to end, he used a telescope to observe Mrs. Qian's every move, so whether the money was always in her hands, Lao Guo knew better than anyone else.

Now that Mrs. Qian has received recognition from her, the possibility of "half-way transfer" has basically been ruled out.

In this way, his eyes were once again focused on Zhao Shengrui.

Zhao Shengrui pinched his chin and thought hard, but after a while, he seemed to have no idea.

So, he turned his attention to Zhou Yan who was a little disgusted.

"So... I wonder if Detective Zhou has any good ideas?" he asked.

As for Zhou Yan, he has not spoken for a while. In fact, he has been a little absent-minded. Even if the money has been transferred, he doesn't pay much attention to it.

His mind was constantly catching the scent of "wrong" before.

His subconscious mind told him that money, transferring packages, and subways are actually not the key to things. The most important thing is what he has been pursuing.

But what is embarrassing is that Zhou Yan doesn’t know where he has been pursuing the [wrong] place.

At this moment, Zhao Shengrui mentioned his name, which made Zhou Yan's thoughts fly back a little.

"emmm...is it about how to adjust the bag?" Zhou Yan responded: "Let me think about it."

Well, he is not 'thinking', but 'seeing'.

Because he said that, he opened the book directly.

[pair4: Is there no tracking device on the bag? Will the money still be in the trash can or taxi?]

Zhou Yan looked at the message and blurted out: "Is there no tracking device on the bag?"

"No." Lao Guo said: "In this case, we usually only use human resources to track them. Those mechanical things are too dangerous. If the kidnappers find it, it will pose a threat to the hostages."

Zhou Yan nodded: "Will it be in the trash can or taxi?"

As soon as he finished asking, Zhou Yan himself denied the answer.

Because the possibility of these two places is not high.

Because no matter how you think about it, it is impossible to stuff such a big bag into a place like a trash can. There are police officers around you staring at it. Even if Mrs. Qian wants to stuff a bag of money in, it will be difficult for her to hide it from the police.

It can be done with eyeliner.

As for taxis, it seems impossible, because the taxi is a taxi that can be taken halfway, unless the taxi colluded with Mrs. Qian in advance, waited next to the villa, and watched Mrs. Qian go out, it goes here.

open.

But...why is this done?

Could it be to deceive the 5 million property?

But five million is less, but more is not too much. Not to mention anything else, the big house Mrs. Qian now lives in is definitely more than five million.

If she wanted a wealthy life, she wouldn't be as good as living with Mr. Qian.

Before, Mr. Qian's attitude towards her and their son did not seem to be a "domestic violence man". On the contrary, he seems to have a bit of a strict wife's attribute.

Why do such a husband run away with five million?

[Xiaomen Xiaosheng: Let’s sort out your ideas first.

The police have been surveillance and tracking behind the scenes. The only time they left the police's sight was in taxis and subways.

So could it be that the money was already transferred by Mrs. Qian in a taxi?

Based on this idea, is it possible that this matter is directed and acted by the Qian couple, who want to launder money or complete anything else? You can investigate Mr. Qian's "transportation" business. After all, there are many black transactions that can be generated in this area.

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"Emm...is it a drama directed and acted by the Qian couple?

So, why do they use the drama "The Child Lost" to attract the attention of the police?

The child was lost and he even spent a lot of money to hire the people from the Crime Team and two detectives. Isn’t this a bit too hard?

If there is really a trick, shouldn’t you do it quietly and why do you mobilize others? Isn’t this causing trouble for yourself?”

Zhou Yan looked at the messages from his brothers in his notes and was discussing the issue of rescaling, but there seemed to be no "inspiration" comments.

Zhou Yan shook his brain, which was a little confused. After this day of revision, his period of excessive brain fatigue seemed to have relieved a little.
Chapter completed!