Chapter 429 Return to Taihang Tower

That night, Chen Yi was still reading the files.

The fraud cases in Jiangcheng are similar. Nine out of ten cases involve antiques. The methods of committing crimes are nothing more than a game within a game, a proxy within a proxy, and one link after another.

As long as you have the idea of ​​picking up a bargain, as long as you are a half-baked person, as long as you start asking for the price, the fraud begins. Few people can escape. It is just a matter of how much loss they lose.

In the most complicated fraud case, the victim and the suspect met up with each other as many as four times during the process, which lasted for a month. The loss gradually increased from a few thousand to tens of thousands, and finally reached 500,000.

During this period, as long as the victim found something wrong, all losses could be avoided. Unfortunately, he had been tricked and the ending was doomed.

In addition to individual fraud gangs, there are also cases where companies defraud auction fees. No matter what the customer has in his hand, whether it is real or fake, it is always identified as real and valuable, tempting customers to auction.

The result is definitely a failure, but the handling fee is paid as usual.

All cases are methods that have been played out, but there are still criminals who continue to use them, and there are still victims who fall for them one after another.

This kind of thing cannot be banned in Jiangcheng, just like pornography and gambling cannot be banned completely.

The phone rang, it was Li Antai calling.

Chen Yi picked up the phone and answered it. It should be the result of the murder case in Ximei Village.

"Hello?"

Li Antai's voice was much more relaxed, with a hint of excitement: "Captain Chen, he confessed, Gou Junyong confessed."

Chen Yi turned on the hands-free phone and put it on the table, and asked: "Is there any result from the physical evidence center?"

Zhuge Cong and the others turned their heads to look over.

The people from the Jiangcheng Criminal Investigation Detachment were not there, and there were only seven people in the research team in the room.

Li Antai: "There is a result. The stool that Gou Qiwen hanged himself on and Gou Junyong's shoes have the same substance, chicken manure."

Chen Yi: "That's right, Gou Junyong has a chicken farm, but this is not ironclad evidence. The psychological quality of people who commit crimes for the first time is still too poor."

Most suspects are actually very easy to interrogate. Let alone decisive evidence, even if the police have directional clues, they will have to confess with a little interrogation skills.

We are all ordinary people. Only a few dare to confront the criminal police in the interrogation room.

Li Antai: "Yes, we put the test results in front of Gou Junyong, and he immediately admitted it."

Chen Yi: "What's the motive?"

Li Antai: "He didn't want to kill Gou Qiwen for stealing his girlfriend. Who would have thought that Gou Qiwen asked him to help act in the middle of the night, which led to the tragedy."

It was really acting.

The six people looked at each other. Many murders happened suddenly, and Gou Qiwen was asking for his own death.

Gou Junyong had a grudge against Gou Qiwen. How could he not be angry when the woman he had finally taken a fancy to was snatched away? Now he could send Gou Qiwen to heaven with just a slight lift of his foot. He did not miss this opportunity.

Good and evil are just a thought away. Gou Junyong couldn't help it.

The opportunity was really good. Gou Qiwen wanted to hang himself. He tied the rope himself, moved the chair himself, and stood on it himself. And everyone knew that Gou Qiwen had threatened the developer before.

It was normal for him to die.

"One person does not enter a temple, two people do not look into a well, and three people do not hug a tree. This is the truth." Zhuge Cong said.

Cheng Hanjun said: "Nowadays, we have to add two people not to climb a mountain, and two people do not play with ropes..."

Several people felt the same way. There have indeed been similar news in recent times. People climbed a mountain together but only one person came back.

It is not clear whether a case has been filed, and it is even more unknown whether it was homicide or an accident.

There are often related topics on the Internet: On a mountain with no surveillance and no witnesses, how to judge whether a person fell down by himself or was pushed down by his companions? How can survivors prove their innocence and how can the police judge the facts?

The answers are varied and all kinds of things are said.

The final conclusion is actually the motive. As long as there is a motive, there may be facts.

But inference is one thing, and conviction is another.

Li Antai realized that Chen Yi had turned on the hands-free mode, and he agreed: "Yes, this case looks simple but is actually very difficult. The development of science and technology has brought technical support to our criminal investigation work."

Chen Yi asked: "How did the branch decide? Will it issue a notice?"

Li Antai: "Publish. It is easy to cause public opinion if it involves demolition. The case will be reported tomorrow."

Chen Yi: "Okay, I got it."

Li Antai: "Goodbye, Captain Chen."

The phone was hung up.

Zhuge Cong and the others were still talking about the case. Chen Yi continued to call and called the company's people. Since the branch wanted to issue a notice, let the other party get the news in advance and prepare in advance.

After all, the person died at the node of demolition, and public relations were needed to reduce the negative impact.

With information advantages, Chen Yi would of course help if he could without violating the principles. That was his own company, and part of the money earned... would go into his own pocket in the future.

"Mr. Chen, what about Gou Qiwen's compensation?" asked the company executives.

Chen Yi: "Just handle it as you see fit. Just follow the procedures. Don't add insult to injury, and don't be too naive."

No one's money comes from the wind. Gou Qiwen's death has nothing to do with the Chen Group. It's purely a personal grudge.

The other party responded: "Okay."

Putting down the phone, Chen Yi closed the file and looked at Zhuge Cong and others: "What have you gained?"

Accumulating files can improve reasoning ability and clue collection ability, and work and study can be done at the same time.

Zhuge Cong organized his words and said: "Fraud cases account for too large a proportion, and they are impossible to prevent and difficult to crack down on. This is not the fault of the Jiangcheng police. The local customs are like this, just like tradition."

Cheng Hanjun said: "The files only cover the police. There are probably more people who didn't report the police. Captain Chen, is there any way to reduce the crime rate?"

Chen Yi looked at Cheng Hanjun and said: "The question you raised is a bit too much. Reducing the crime rate is a very complicated project. Even if we only talk about fraud cases, we have no way in a short time."

There are many measures to reduce the overall crime rate, such as improving law enforcement capabilities, improving the education system, and increasing employment opportunities. This is not something that a mere provincial and ministerial research team can do. It requires full cooperation from all units.

Cheng Hanjun realized that he had taken things for granted and nodded to show that he understood.

Chen Yi: "Eighty percent of fraud cases come from the five major antique markets. As long as the antique markets exist, crimes will not stop. Even if there are heavy blows, it will only force fraudsters to upgrade their fraud methods. It is impossible to eliminate them. Don't think too much when you come to Jiangcheng this time, and don't try to find cases when there are none. Just treat it as learning plus public travel."

"Everyone should rest early today. Tomorrow we will go to Taihang Tower and put aside our police identities and focus on learning."

Several people: "Yes, Captain Chen."

After returning to the hotel, Chen Yi made a video call to Fang Shuyu after washing up, and the two chatted.

The research work in Jiangcheng is relatively leisurely, which makes Fang Shuyu quite excited. If it were during the holidays, she would definitely drive here.

"Does it feel different to revisit the old place?" Fang Shuyu in the video is applying a facial mask, which looks a bit scary. Fortunately, the lights are on.

Chen Yi leaned back in his chair, smoking a cigarette, and smiled: "I must have felt pressured to solve the case within a deadline last time."

Fang Shuyu: "How long do you plan to stay in Jiangcheng?"

Chen Yi: "About half a month, depending on my mood."

Fang Shuyu: "Bring me some souvenirs."

"Souvenirs?" Chen Yi agreed without hesitation, "Okay, what do you want?"

Fang Shuyu: "Antiques."

Chen Yi: "Ah?"

Fang Shuyu smiled and almost pulled the mask on her face: "I'm kidding, aren't all the antiques in the antique market fake? Just bring me one."

Chen Yi: "Are there any specific types?"

Fang Shuyu thought: "Well... buy me a bowl."

Chen Yi: "What kind of bowl?"

Fang Shuyu: "Something nice, pink is best."

Girls' thinking is relatively simple, it doesn't matter whether it's real or fake, and it doesn't matter what shape it is, anyway, it has to look good, why put an ugly one at home?

Chen Yi: "Okay, I'll keep an eye out for you. We're going to the antique market tomorrow."

Fang Shuyu: "Are you going to Jiangcheng for tourism?"

Chen Yi: "That's not the case. Jiangcheng has five major antique markets, and the fraud crime rate is extremely high."

Fang Shuyu: "Do you want to solve this problem?"

Chen Yi: "No, it's almost impossible to solve. I'm just taking a look and seeing more of the world."

Fang Shuyu: "Oh..."

The two chatted for more than half an hour and hung up. Chen Yi went to bed.

The next day, the research team came to Taihang Tower early after dinner. Just like last time, the antique market was very lively early in the morning. You can even see young people holding pancakes and eating while walking, as if visiting the antique market is a career.

Antique gambling is like buying lottery tickets. It always attracts people who want to pick up bargains. A few are for interest, and most are for money.

Nowadays, it is impossible to pick up big bargains, but small ones can be tried.

Zhuge Cong and his friends found it very novel, and walked and stopped occasionally, occasionally stopping in front of the stall.

Chen Yi did not prohibit them from touching it or asking about the price. A snuff bottle worth 200,000 yuan shocked Zhuge Cong. He personally thought that only idiots would spend money on this thing.

"I'm asking for a price, you can bargain."

"Eh? Don't leave, if you like it, sell it for 100,000 yuan, I'll sell it to you at a loss!"

"50,000!"

"10,000 is the lowest!! You can't let me lose too much."

After walking ten meters, the boss's voice was still coming from behind.

The price went from 200,000 to 10,000 without bargaining. If you bargained, you might be able to take it away for three digits.

Zhuge Cong's face turned black. It was really a rip-off!

The price bureau cannot control the antique business. Including jade, the prices are ridiculously high. It depends on whether the buyer knows the goods. If not, you will lose everything.

"I give up, damn." Zhuge Cong cursed in a low voice.

Cheng Hanjun smiled and said, "Just get used to it. This is the antique market. It's not easy to come here once. If you find something cheap, you can buy one as a souvenir, just as a souvenir of... Jiangcheng research."

Zhuge Cong: "That makes sense."

At this time, Chen Yi said, "Don't follow me. Go shopping by yourselves. Meet at Huayuzhai before noon. Xia Lan, you should go too."

Huayuzhai?

Several people were puzzled.

Chen Yi explained, "A friend I knew before was a tomb robber in his early years. He had a criminal record, but now he has stopped. He also helped me when I was handling a case."

He was referring to Wu Muyang, which should not have closed down yet, right?

Zhuge Cong: "Okay! Then we'll leave first!"

The three top students of the provincial department immediately left the team and returned to freedom, and Xia Lan followed.

Qin Fei did not move. Of course, he would not leave Chen Yi. After hesitating, Lin Chen finally made the same choice as Qin Fei.

Chen Yi turned to look at Lin Chen: "Aren't you going? The beautiful women are gone."

Lin Chen was embarrassed: "I'll follow your brother-in-law."

Qin Fei coughed lightly: "When you are working, you call your position."

Lin Chen: "Now is not the time to work."

Chen Yi smiled and didn't say much. The three of them slowly walked around the antique street, mainly looking at the stalls on both sides, not entering the shops.

Hua Yu Zhai was soon in front of them. At this time, Chen Yi stopped in front of a stall and was attracted by one of the items.

This is a light pink bowl with unknown grass patterns on it and a circle of blue pigment near the edge of the mouth.

Chen Yi remembered what Fang Shuyu said last night and thought that the other party should like this thing.

He squatted beside the stall and picked it up to observe. The bottom of the vessel was written with the inscription [Made in the Qianlong Period]. It felt very good and clean.

The year is not important, the authenticity is not important, the main point is that it is good-looking, and it is good-looking.

"Boss, how much?" Chen Yi looked up.

The old man in a white T-shirt and holding a palm leaf fan narrowed his eyes and blurted out: "800,000."

Qin Fei and Lin Chen were shocked. You are robbing me!

Chen Yi was also slightly stunned, and then said helplessly: "That's too much, brother."

The old man with the palm leaf fan smiled and said: "Young man, look carefully. This bowl should be authentic. I am short-sighted. I will sell it to you for 800,000."

Chen Yi asked: "What authentic? What is this?"

The old man with the palm leaf fan froze his smile at this, and he was confused. He asked suspiciously: "You don't even know what it is, and you ask the price?"

The antique market has always been full of laymen, but laymen also have thresholds. It's okay if you can't tell the real from the fake. At least you have to know it. You don't even know what it is, and you are playing with a chicken feather antique.

That's not a layman, that's an idiot.

Chen Yi was not embarrassed and smiled: "I just learned it, it looks pretty. Brother, what is this?"

The old man with the cattail fan judged Chen Yi's purchasing power in his heart. He had been setting up stalls for many years and had a good eye. The young man in front of him was extraordinary and confident in his speech, which met the standard of "having a little money".

He gave the answer: "Pink brocade lotus bowl from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty."

After the voice fell, Qin Fei immediately took out his mobile phone to search quietly, then bent down and approached Chen Yi and whispered: "The real one is in the Imperial City Museum."

The old man with the cattail fan glanced at Qin Fei. Although he didn't see what the other party was searching for or hear what the other party said, he knew everything. He said in a calm voice: "Who said there is only one? It is true that the official kiln is rare, but it is not a rare product."

Qin Fei pretended not to hear.

Chen Yi picked up the bowl in his hand: "I want it for 500 yuan."

In terms of probability, the other party can make 490 yuan from 500 yuan.

The old man with the cattail leaf fan shook his head: "How can you bargain like that? Put it down, put it down."

Chen Yi walked around and found such a pink bowl. He didn't want to give up: "Give me a bottom price, don't talk nonsense."

The old man with the cattail leaf fan: "See if you are sincere, 600,000."

After two sentences, he bet on 200,000.

Chen Yi rolled his eyes: "600."

The two of them argued for a while, and finally Chen Yi raised it to 800, and the old man with the cattail leaf fan lowered it to 60,000. He said he would not lower it no matter what. If you want it, take it. If you don't want it, forget it.

Chen Yi's psychological expectation is 1,000 yuan. He can be cheated, but he can't be cheated too hard.

"660,000."

"60,000, not a cent less, young man, this is a well-preserved official kiln. If you really don't understand, you can go and ask."

He didn't say whether it was a genuine or a replica. He was experienced.

Chen Yi was speechless. I just chose a gift for Shuyu. This is too difficult.