Chapter 50 Finding a Woman

Yang Jian was sent back full of disappointment. After being detained for so long, what he longed for most was freedom.

Chu Lingyun didn't have time to care about Yang Jian. After sending Zhao Baishan's wife away, he immediately instructed Shen Hanwen, "Zhao Baishan, Liu Cheng, and Gao Yi will be held separately. The others will be held together for the time being. They are not allowed to communicate freely."

"Yes, Team Leader."

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Hanwen asked, "Gao Yi hasn't been interrogated yet. Are we not going to interrogate him anymore?"

Chu Lingyun asked everyone else individually, including Zhu Zhiqing, but did not ask Gao Yi. Shen Hanwen was very puzzled.

"No trial, wait until I come back."

Chu Lingyun shook his head. Gao Yi was the biggest suspect, but Chu Lingyun currently had no evidence to prove that it was Gao Yi who did it.

Next, he will look for more favorable evidence to confirm his speculation.

There is no point in asking Gao Yi or not. Chu Lingyun knows very well what he will say if he asks him. It is better not to ask him, which can also create a tense atmosphere for him.

"Team Leader, can you take me with you?"

Shen Hanwen asked hurriedly, Chu Lingyun was going out, he must be investigating a case, it was most comfortable to follow the team leader to investigate a case, many times they didn't even know what was going on, the team leader had already found clues, they only had to be responsible for catching people.

"Just stay here honestly. We don't need you this time."

Chu Lingyun rejected Shen Hanwen. The interrogation team must have someone. Among the three team leaders, Loach is the most suitable for this job, but now Loach has other tasks, so it can only be handed over to Shen Hanwen.

Chu Lingyun took Zhong Hui and several team members out and went to Zhao Baishan's house first.

Zhao Baishan does not live in a slum. After all, he is a civil servant. His salary at the station is not high, but it is not low either. Moreover, he has only one son, and his parents and their family of five, so his salary is enough for food and drink.

Zhao Baishan's parents were the only ones at home. His wife was sent directly to the hospital after leaving the station. His son was seriously injured and had a broken leg, so he had to stay in the hospital for a day for observation.

His home is right at the intersection, where there are many shops, a large flow of people, and various car accidents often occur.

"Auntie, a child was hit here this morning. Did you see it?"

Chu Lingyun noticed a woman selling fruit on the corner of the street. She looked to be in her fifties or sixties, so he walked over and asked.

The woman selling fruit glanced at them, nodded, and replied, "You're talking about the boy from Baishan's family, right? Or the one I call Baishan's wife? His boy was hit by a car."

"Did you see how it hit you?"

"Of course I saw it. The man was riding so fast that the Baishan kid tried to dodge, but he turned his bike and crashed into him anyway. He definitely has no conscience. He didn't even look after hitting the kid. He just picked up his bike and rode away."

Zhao Baishan's child noticed the car and tried to dodge, but was still hit. This only proves one thing: the cyclist was coming towards him with the intention of hitting him.

"Auntie, have you seen this woman?"

Chu Lingyun took out the portrait painted by Yang Jian and took out two dollars and stuffed them into the aunt selling fruit.

The old lady smiled brightly as she took the money and said, "Yes, she even bought a box of apples from me. She's a good person. She was the one who helped the boy first, and then asked me to call Baishan's wife. She then sent Baishan's wife and the boy to the rickshaw."

The words of the fruit-selling lady confirmed Chu Lingyun's guess that all this was not an accident, but man-made.

The children dodged, but the cyclist deliberately went to hit them, purely for the purpose of hitting people.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Chu Lingyun thanked him and returned to the car, then ordered, "Zhong Hui, check all the famous barbershops in the city and find all those that offer perms."

In fact, in this era, the government advocated thriftiness and prohibited people from perming their hair.

But the more something is banned, the more people like it. The government's ban has become a dead letter. Women who can perm their hair are either rich or noble, and they don't care about these bans at all.

Zhong Hui quickly found out that there were only nine high-end barbershops in the city, eight of which were in the city center and one in the French Concession.

I soon found out that there are only six barbershops that can provide perm services, all of which are located in the city.

"Would you like to get your hair done?"

Chu Lingyun soon arrived at the first high-end barber shop. The shop was not small and the decoration was okay, but it could not be compared with the high-end barber shops in the future.

The service was good, the guy who greeted them was very polite and bent down to ask questions.

"No haircut, have you seen this person?" Zhong Hui got a signal from Chu Lingyun and stepped forward with the portrait to ask.

“No.”

The young man shook his head blankly. When Zhong Hui asked, Chu Lingyun was observing. Micro-expressions can sometimes reveal the true thoughts of many people.

"Call the rest of you out."

Zhong Hui would not give up after questioning him alone. After everyone in the store had been questioned, Chu Lingyun took them away.

The people in this shop have indeed never seen the woman in the portrait.

The second store, the third store, until almost five o'clock in the afternoon, when Chu Lingyun arrived at the fourth store, he finally got the result he wanted.

"Yes, I did. I curled her hair, and she praised my skill."

A barber in his thirties in the shop proudly said this to Zhong Hui. Zhong Hui was delighted and continued to ask calmly, "Do you know her?"

"I don't know him."

The barber shook his head. Zhong Hui looked at Chu Lingyun disappointedly. Before he could say anything, the barber continued, "But I know where she lives."

Zhong Hui was so happy that he could no longer hold back and asked anxiously, "Where does she live? Tell me quickly."

"She lives in Huo Xiao's house nearby. I passed by there one time and saw her getting off the bus there."

"Just getting off the car, how can you be sure she lives there? Also, how do you know that's Huo Xiao's home?"

Chu Lingyun suddenly asked, where this woman lived was very important and he had to ask her hello. Moreover, Chu Lingyun had heard of Huo Xiao, who was a wealthy businessman in Hankou.

Huo Xiao is in his fifties and is a disciple of the Hong Gang. He was a gangster in his early years, but later he made a fortune by opening a casino and a brothel. He has considerable fame in the local area. The Hong Gang has a large number of members, but they are not united internally and are divided into two categories: "muddy water" and "clear water".

The so-called muddy waters refer to those gang members who commit arson, murder, looting and all kinds of evil. They are the real ruffians and hooligans, and the common people are most afraid of this kind of people.

As for Qingshui, he makes a living by his own ability, does not steal or rob, does not take ill-gotten gains, and is the kind of person who values the code of conduct in the underworld.

Qingshui is actually a group of poor people who huddle together for warmth, so most of them are workers, vendors, craftsmen, etc.

Huo Xiao is one of the representatives of the muddy Hong Gang. He runs casinos, brothels, and opium dens, lends money at high interest rates, forces women of good families into prostitution, and cheats others into losing their families. He is a perpetrator of all kinds of evil and is extremely bad.