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With the clues discovered over there, even if Li Dawei didn't want to speak up, he had no choice but to remain at the police station for now. Therefore, Zhou Changfeng reviewed the surveillance footage from that location and came directly here.
"Lin Yuan? What are you doing here?"
Zhou was surprised to see Lin Yuan, as he assumed Lin Yuan would still be out delivering food at this hour.
Lin Yuan smiled politely. He had already handed the child over to the police station and now had time to talk with Officer Zhou. If he were to go there alone and claim he knew how to solve a case from a year ago, who would believe him?
He had a small request: could Officer Zhou help him find the head of the criminal investigation team or the director of the station?
Such words were not something a delivery person could casually say.
Zhou Changfeng furrowed his brow. The online bounty wasn't easy to obtain; Lin Yuan shouldn't overestimate himself. Many people came to the police station looking for the director, most of them hoping to claim the online reward, so he immediately tried to dissuade Lin Yuan.
"Bounty?"
Lin Yuan didn't know much about these matters, but upon hearing this, his eyes brightened a bit.
"Officer Zhou, you should know what kind of person I am from last time. If I didn't have confidence, I wouldn't have come here."
His serious gaze made Zhou Changfeng somewhat believe that Lin Yuan might indeed know something. After pondering for a moment, he nodded. He had frequent interactions with the station's director and could easily bring someone over.
"Alright, wait for me here."
Regarding some matters about Li Dawei, he needed cooperation from the officers here. If it were just one area, it might be manageable; however, based on Li Dawei's movements, it seemed that multiple areas were involved.
In fact, Lin Yuan's arrival was partly due to luck; after all, the director usually wasn't just sitting in the office waiting for people to come by.
Ten minutes later, Lin Yuan found himself in front of the district police chief. The chief had a square face and his eyes weren't as intimidating as expected; instead, they carried a hint of friendliness.
"Chief Guan, this is Lin Yuan, whom I mentioned before—he has key information about Li Dawei."
After a brief introduction, Zhou Changfeng gestured for Lin Yuan to speak.
"Lin Yuan, right? What do you want to tell me?" Chief Guan asked in a gentle tone.
Lin Yuan wasted no time on pleasantries and got straight to the point.
"I may know what happened in that case involving multiple girls who were murdered a year ago. Could you please let me see the case files from that time?"
From the scene's environment, Lin Yuan believed he could gain clearer insights into the suspect's location and also learn more about the girls' family backgrounds.
These clues are something Lin Yuan cannot obtain on his own.
Zhou Changfeng thought he was going to talk about the matter concerning Li Dawei, which he was also interested in hearing about. However, when it turned out to be about an incident from a year ago, Zhou Changfeng was somewhat surprised.
You mean you want us to provide you with clues?
No, if Lin Yuan were a consultant sent by the higher-ups, that would be one thing. But for him to inexplicably ask them to produce case files? Isn’t that a bit off?
This isn’t just any place; it’s the police station!
Lin Yuan nodded.
The director of the bureau, who had seen his fair share of cases, smiled and said, "Lin Yuan, while you have provided us with important leads and even apprehended someone, the files aren’t something we can just show to anyone. If that were the case, we’d have a crowd of people wanting to see them."
Lin Yuan understood their reaction and slowly began to speak again.
The locations where the girls died should not be more than a hundred meters apart; they were all downstream from the Twin Bridges. The marks on their bodies—rather than being ropes—might be better described as fishing lines.
Fishing lines?
Lin Yuan’s sudden statement left Zhou Changfeng feeling helpless. What was he even talking about?
Lin Yuan, you haven’t even seen the scene; no one will believe your wild guesses.
However, the director of the bureau looked slightly surprised.
How do you know that?
Huh?
Zhou Changfeng thought he had misheard and exclaimed in surprise, "Is it really fishing lines?"
The director shot him a glance, clearly at a loss for words.
I showed you the evidence back then; you probably weren’t paying attention at all.
If someone could be a police officer, their memory wouldn’t be poor. Moreover, that case wasn’t small. If Zhou Changfeng had truly seen it, he wouldn’t have made such a statement.
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Zhou Changfeng recalled that he had been busy with other matters at that time and hadn’t paid much attention afterward.
But this was also something he overlooked. Zhou Changfeng looked at Lin Yuan curiously.
If that's the case, what else does he know?
Once they finished speaking, Lin Yuan opened his mouth again:
I guess I’m not mistaken; you should have started by investigating nearby fishermen, right?
The director nodded.
The quality of those fishing lines is quite good. If it weren't for the fact that I often fish, I wouldn't have found them. The reason I say "those" is because several lines are tangled together, creating this effect.
"Are you saying we might be heading in the wrong direction?"
"Not exactly," Lin Yuan pondered how to choose his words carefully.
"At the time of the incident, there should still be surveillance footage saved in the bureau. Can I take a look at it first?"
"The main point is that if someone were to throw something into the river, they would need to be at the scene first. Most people would assume the dumping location is upstream. However, that's not how the crime system works. The body was hung on a pillar by the bridge and only detached after a certain period."
"From this perspective, it’s clear that there must have been a process of approach."
"We do have surveillance footage. Here’s what we’ll do: you can discuss the follow-up with Officer Zhou. He has my authorization, and other officers will cooperate with you."
Director Guan had sensed that Lin Yuan had his own thoughts from earlier, but he couldn't just accompany him like that.
Zhou Changfeng, who was called out, smiled helplessly; he was actually quite curious about this case as well.
"Aren't you going to follow along?"
Director Guan replied irritably, "Do you think I'm still the same as before?"
Lin Yuan could tell that Director Guan was someone who didn’t put on airs and didn’t genuinely believe that he wasn’t taking things seriously.
The files were stored on the third floor, and Zhou Changfeng led him there.
It took some time to print out the documents. On their way, when they encountered an officer who watched Zhou Changfeng retrieve the files and hand them to Lin Yuan, his face showed undeniable shock.
"Take a look at this for now; the photocopy is already being printed."
Lin Yuan took it and finished reading in just a few minutes. At that moment, Zhou Changfeng also sent him the video footage.
The case was quite special; the surveillance from that time was preserved relatively intact. After watching it once, Lin Yuan had already identified a suspect.
When Zhou Changfeng brought over the photocopy, Lin Yuan turned his phone around to show him a person in the footage and asked, "Where does this person live now? Can we track them down?"
Zhou Changfeng didn’t respond immediately; he wasn’t very familiar with this area yet. After taking a screenshot, he began to inquire with the officer responsible for this matter.
"This case is significant; it wasn't handed over to just anyone."
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