Chapter 290: Making Du Wenge's case an unsolved mystery.

Bai Nuo had no idea what the two older brothers were thinking; she was currently busy cooperating with Fang Meng and his team to capture people.

After all, they still need to do something significant for the country and its people before the elders in Beijing can recommend them for credit.

Du Wenge's affair caused a great stir in Kaiyuan City. The people secretly applauded him, and when the police came to investigate, he knew nothing about it.

When asked who Du Wenge had conflicts with, not only people from other streets, but even ordinary neighbors in Du's area shook their heads innocently, as if they had all been given the same answer.

I don't know, I don't understand, I'm not familiar with it!

There's absolutely no chance of finding any clues about the murderer in their words.

Even when cabinet members offered a hundred-dollar bonus as bait, it was no use.

Normally, those greedy, opportunistic old ladies and aunties suppress their true nature and refuse to compromise for this dirty money. The elders in the family have made it clear that anyone who dares to say a word will be expelled from the household registration.

This alone shows just how much people hated Du Wenge, the head of the cabinet committee.

Du Wenge's men wanted to arrest all these people and interrogate them thoroughly, but unfortunately, the case was assigned to the Municipal Criminal Investigation Department, and even members of the cabinet did not have the right to arbitrarily arrest these people near the Du family.

Moreover, the deputy director of the cabinet committee not only didn't get along with Du Wenge, but was also an upright official who had long despised Du Wenge's inhuman methods. Naturally, he wouldn't allow his subordinates to run rampant now.

Ge Xuejun returned from outside, covered in sweat. He pushed open the door of the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Criminal Investigation Department and plopped down at Zhu Bao's desk. Without any hesitation, he picked up the large tea mug on the table and gulped down several mouthfuls.

"I visited a few more households near the Du family's house. This time, I specifically investigated the children in those alleys. It turned out that these children were all very cunning. I asked one of them if he had heard any strange noises that night. Guess what that child said to me?"

Ge Xuejun wiped his face in pain, and without Zhu Bao even speaking, he asked and answered himself: "That kid actually told me that he did hear some strange noises. I thought I had finally found a clue, but you would never guess what that kid told me."

Uncle, that night I got up to pee in the middle of the night, and when I passed by my parents' room I saw my dad spanking my mom, and she was screaming and crying. It scared me to death.

"Uncle, aren't you a policeman? Please arrest my dad! I can't stand seeing him beat my mom every day. Can you arrest him, beat him up, and then release him? After all, the family depends on my dad working to earn money to support us. We can't keep him locked up for too long. If we don't have money, my older brother and sister won't be able to go to school."

Ge Xuejun gritted his teeth, picked up the large tea mug and gulped down several mouthfuls, his face turning red. He looked at Zhu Bao with a wronged expression: "Brother, you have no idea, that kid actually wanted to drag me to the factory where his dad works to arrest him. Tell me, what kind of nonsense is this?"

There was another brat who blatantly lied to us. He lived right across from the Du family, and he told me he didn't know Du Wenge, that he was introverted and never dared to look strangers in the eye. But before I'd even gone far, I saw that kid leading a few other kids to climb over the wall of his neighbor's house to the left to watch a couple fight. He got really into it, and was even raising his fist and loudly instructing the wife on how to gouge her husband's eyes out. Is that what you call being introverted?

Since returning, Ge Xuejun has been rambling on and on. After finishing his morning's visits, he slumped back in his chair, looking utterly exhausted and devoid of any semblance of life.

He never wants to face children again in his life. He has made up his mind that he will never marry or have children, no matter how much his mother beats him to death.

He, a distinguished police officer in the criminal investigation department, was brazenly fooled by a bunch of young punks. Who can he complain to?

Zhang Hongxiong walked over from the side, poured half a cup of warm water into the large tea mug, and said helplessly, "It's better not to question the kids anymore. No matter how much we ask, it's useless. They all know we are police officers and won't arrest them for questioning without reason. Their parents have probably told them a thousand times already. No matter how much we ask, it's useless. This morning, Lao Xu asked a few more questions because he was a bit too forceful, and as a result, several little boys turned around and dragged their younger sisters out, blocking Lao Xu and me. I made my sister cry, cry loudly, and the whole alley came out with whatever they could grab. Several of them even ran out wielding kitchen knives."

If we hadn't been wearing our police uniforms, I doubt we could have walked out of that alley today.

Zhang Hongxiong is a native of the South. He was transferred to work at the Kaiyuan City Bureau earlier this year. Every now and then, his worldview is refreshed by the unique characteristics of Northeasterners, and this morning was no exception.

Now, he only had one thought in his mind: never touch a child from Northeast China, or you will really be beaten to death, and the person who beats you to death may not even be a relative of that child.

It's not that Southerners don't value children, it's just that their approaches are quite different. It's like one is a verbal battle and the other is a physical one, and the latter can be deadly.

“I think I’ve figured out why the locals on those streets are clueless when asked.” Zhu Bao pushed a file over.

Ge Xuejun reached out and took it, and the other police officers who had just returned also gathered around.

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