Chapter 421: Reverse tracing

Six thirty in the morning.
Ringing Bell's phone rang ...
The curtains did not open, and the hotel room was dark. The middle-aged person grabbed the mobile phone put on the bedside table and called ‘hello’.
The voice of the editor-in-chief of the Imperial City sounded, "Lao Xiao, thinking you should be up. Tell you something."
The middle-aged person looked at the luminous watch on the bedside. It was just a call from time, as if he couldn't wait for it, which made people nervous.
The middle-aged person tried to relieve himself and asked with a smile, "Leader, is there any task?"
The editor-in-chief sighed a long time and said, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, there have been some new situations and news organizations have to innovate.
I had a one-night meeting with a few leaders in the club last night and thought about it all night. You have a task to rely on. "
In the past, middle-aged people would be very happy if they are so recognized. But now the phone call made him frown.
The editor-in-chief continued: "In the past two years, there have been a lot of people going to the sea, and the public institutions will engage in some profit-expanding projects. You have a wide network and knowledge, can you come out and lead?"
The middle-aged man heard his head hum, and asked, "Editor-in-chief, what do you mean?"
The editor-in-chief sighed, "This is a good thing. Zhongguancun, you always know. How many units have where to start a company? The economic and social benefits are very good.
This is a trend, and we should join it.
And I know a lot about Tianyang from other channels. It is not easy to introduce foreign capital at the local level, and we should also understand their difficulties.
As for the situation you are investigating, either catch the wind or make excuses, don't be too attached. You always talk to Louzi outside, and many comrades have opinions on you. "
The words of the editor-in-chief were like pouring cold water, pouring the middle-aged people with a heartfelt feeling.
The other party did not give up, and continued, "Lao Xiao, you are not young anymore. After offending so many people over the years, you should consider leaving yourself a trail.
The unit has recently been diverted, and your name was on the first batch. I removed it.
But you always run outside and run west. It is better to return to the emperor to get some money. Do you feel it? "
The editor-in-chief's words followed the same temptations, as usual, calm and low-key.
But Xiao Jinlang listened but was like a fool, sitting in a single room in a small hotel, not even knowing when to hang up the phone.
After more than 20 years of hard work, it turned out to be empty.
Go to Zhongguancun to open a company. That's nice, isn't this diversion?
This is a match for the loser!
Not to mention the pain of leaving the post, if the company does not give money, middle-aged people can not take their own lives to start a company?
The company started well, thanks to the leadership. If you do not drive well, it is the responsibility of the middle-aged person. This is not a joke.
In his career of more than two decades, middle-aged people have faced countless crisis and difficult situations.
In order to write a report, he was beaten in isolation, chased by dogs, intimidated and lured, and even framed by stolen goods. But he never experienced this situation today.
He was stabbed by his trusted superior.
He was sitting still and suffering ...
With the dawn, Zhou Qingfeng, who ran east and west, rushed to an old market in Tianyang Old Town. He looked down at the overlapping area of ​​the map on his hand, beside him was Gong Wei, who was ordered to call him.
"Look for someone as I said. He is from a foreign country and should be between 30 and 50 years old.
He should be male. He came to Tianyang half a month ago, stayed alone for one or two, and lived in a hotel in this area. He should leave early and return late, most likely in a single room.
In the name of our "Holy Light", go to the film police here to help, and give more benefits, it will be faster to check. "
"Chang'an Star" came two in one breath and jumped out of seven or eight Gong Wei's men. They help companies run relationships on weekdays and are very experienced in finding people.
After setting up the task, Zhou Qingfeng stood alone at the intersection of the market. The residents who went out looked at this tall young man, wondering what happened?
He glanced at everyone he saw, judging whether the target he was looking for was in it?
There are more than a dozen small hotels in the downtown of the old city, and all the visitors are from outside. The nearby police station will occasionally check it, but it is basically not very manageable.
Gong Wei came to the Sub-district Office and the neighborhood committee, contacted the film police who was familiar with the situation, and explained the situation with a smile, and said that he had difficulty finding someone.
"Sacred Light" is now the number one company in Tianyang City, and it has a great deal of interest. It is a household name. Gong Wei said that to find someone, the neighborhood committee directly mobilized dozens of uncles and aunts to come out.
Within half an hour, Zhou Qingfeng learned a series of specific details on his mobile phone. A certain hotel guest might be the person he was looking for. The target quickly shrinks to single digits.
Some of them were not right at the beginning. When Zhou Qingfeng saw someone, he only needed to ask a few words to know the truth. No one cheated him.
When the fifth suspicious target was found, the words of the hotel's owner and the owner's wife caught Zhou Qingfeng's attention.
"Medium, forty-somethings, thin and ordinary."
"Morning out and returning late, living in a single room alone, speaking very politely, but not very talkative."
"This guy happened to be staying at a hotel opened by my relatives before. He stayed here for five days. It should be about half a month when I came to Tianyang."
Comprehensive information, Zhou Qingfeng felt that he was approaching the goal.
"Where are others?"
"Going out at noon, dejected, heavy-hearted, shouting that he ignored him. I don't know when he will return."
"What's his name?"
"Just registered a surname, Xiao. Hehehe ... We have neglected our management, so we didn't check his ID."
"Can you look into his room?"
"Hahaha, comrades from the police station are here, of course."
The small hotel is like a dozen rooms. Entering down the corridor, a musty lingering.
The single room is on the third floor and the corridor is dirty.
The hotel owner watched the big battle that Zhou Qingfeng was engaged in, and he was stunned when he opened the door. Zhou Qingfeng took the key from his hand and walked into a simple room.
Unlike the messy scene after a normal stay, the suspicious target folded the quilt on the bed and placed it neatly on a small square table placed against the wall on the cup toothbrush for washing.
There was a suitcase in the corner, and there was only some laundry inside. There were a pair of replacement rubber shoes under the bed, and the soles were turned over to take a look.
"That's the guy." Zhou Qingfeng said with certainty, "This black mud is only available in two places in Tianyang."
One is a garbage collection warehouse at Taipingqiao, but there are more than a dozen fiercely-built wolfdog guards there. The other place is in Nantou Township, which is a place of mud and fertilizer.
"This guy is really running around. It is estimated that he has not been there except the Taiping Bridge. He has traveled to all places related to the" Holy Light "in the past half month."
There was a book by the bedside, Lev Tolstoy's Anna Karenina.
Zhou Qingfeng opened the front page of the book, which was borrowed from a university library in the Imperial Capital, with the library seal on it. But the book does not contain any information that can confirm the identity of the suspected target.
Gong Wei followed in and whispered: "Zhou, I'll check."
The book was handed to Gong Wei. He took out his "big brother", first called the Tianyang Telecommunications Bureau to check the number, then transferred to a certain university in the Imperial Capital, and checked the library's loan registration office all the way.
"Hey, hello. This is the Lost and Found Office of Tianyang Railway Station. I found a copy of" Anna Kalenina "on loan from your library.
Whoops ... I do n’t know if that comrade dropped the book? There were valuables in the book, and no one at the station radio came to pick it up. Perhaps he had already left.
The comrade who dropped the book must be anxious. I wondered if I could contact the comrade and send him the book. Also be a good person and good deed.
You ask for the book registration number, right? Let me see. "
At the other end of the phone, I asked for the registration number affixed to the book, and returned a message half an hour later.
After some operations, Gong Wei replied to Zhou Qingfeng: "It's called Xiao Jinlang. The one in Emperor's Daily News, known as 'hard bones', is not small."
"It's easy to know who it is."
Zhou Qingfeng fangs and said to Gong Wei: "It is still necessary to solve the bell, who is the leader of this reporter Xiao? Let me talk to each other."