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Burn the Heart with Fire ¡¤ Thirteen

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    I scanned hundreds of fingerprints extracted from the coins into the computer one by one.  According to the deceased's sister, Ma Lan, the deceased had taken 40,000 yuan from a certain person (a) before the incident to give his adopted daughter Tangtang surgery. To solve the case, a must be found.

    Both the deceased and Mr. A had been exposed to these coins. Theoretically, Mr. A¡¯s fingerprints should be hidden among these hundreds of sample fingerprints.  My next job is to conduct a detailed comparison of these sample fingerprints to see if I can verify the identity of some people (ten fingerprints will be collected when re-applying for a second-generation ID card or being processed by the public security agency).  As long as I can verify some people's information, I can indirectly figure out how many people these banknotes have passed through, and then based on the freshness of their fingerprints, I can determine the order in which the coins circulated. In this way, I can guess a rough  Coin circulation scope.  It is relatively simple to investigate within a defined range.

    The idea is good, but the operation is very difficult.  Since many coins were heavily stained with oil, it was difficult to judge the freshness of many fingerprints, so it took a long time to find out the identity information of just a few people.  The plan couldn't keep up with the change. Looking at the messy strings of fingerprint information, I gave up the idea just now.

    I printed out several verified identity information and held it in my hand. As soon as I went out, I bumped into Pang Lei who was rushing to the toilet.

    The motionless Fat Lei looked down at me sitting on the ground and asked, "Why did you come out all of a sudden?"

    "You still have the nerve to say that." I stood up and rubbed my butt and complained.

    "Kurban Reheman?" Pang Lei did not tease me as usual, but stared at the personnel information form in my hand and read out.

    "My x, Brother Lei, your eyesight is so good, you can see such small words." I sighed after making sure that he read the name correctly.

    Fat Lei took the information from my hand and looked at the photos carefully.

    "Fingerprint samples were collected when his household registration was transferred to our Yunxi. Do you know this uncle?" I leaned my head over.

    "I don't know him." Fat Lei shook his head, then nodded, "No, I know him."

    "Do you know me or not? Why was I deceived?"

    "He is the uncle who sells naan. I have been screening and monitoring him for the past two days. I will definitely not get it wrong." Fat Lei said with certainty.

    "The uncle who sold naan bread also came into contact with the cash that the deceased had access to, and the naan bread baked by him was left at the scene of the crime by the suspect. How could it be such a coincidence?" I tried my best to smooth out my words.  ideas.

    "That is to say, there are financial transactions between the suspect, the uncle who sells naan bread, and the deceased."

    "There is only one explanation that makes sense."

    "Xiaolong, you are saying that the person (a) whom the deceased saw last was actually the murderer, and he bought naan bread from Kurban Reheman."

    ¡°At present, this is just a possible guess, and there is other information hidden in it.¡±

    "Other information?" Fat Lei was a little confused.

    I led Fat Lei into the trace examination room and turned on the computer.  After waiting anxiously for a few minutes, I clicked on the folder marked "Kurban Reheman" on the desktop. Scanned photos of three hundred-dollar bills appeared on the computer screen: "I withdrew money from all three bills."  I got his fingerprints, Brother Lei, look here." As I said that, I pointed the mouse at the numbers in the lower left corner of the banknote: 885, 886, 887.  Three banknotes with serial numbers.

    "New banknotes?"

    "This is just one aspect. There are two handprints with the same freshness on these three banknotes, one is that of Kurban Reheman, and the other is unknown."

    "Could the unknown fingerprints be left by bank personnel?"

    "When you go to the bank to withdraw money, you basically use a money counting machine. The bank staff's fingerprints will only appear on the first and last note of a pile of money. The same is true for withdrawing money from ATM machines. There are only very few coins on them.  Will leave their fingerprints. Even if there are their fingerprints, I can rule it out through the distribution of fingerprints. This does not exist on these three banknotes. I have reason to suspect that those unknown fingerprints are suspects.  It¡¯s what people keep.¡±

    "But what does this mean? Even if we have the suspect's fingerprints, we don't know who this person is, and we have no way to start!"

    ¡°I can narrow it down a lot.¡±

    "How do you say this?"

    "Brother Lei, tell me, how much does Kurban Reheman sell naan for?"

    ¡°Their naan is quite good¡±?, one costs six dollars.  "

    "Then the question arises. Hundred-yuan banknotes are the largest denomination banknotes issued by our country. If the suspect just bought naan normally, how could Kurban Reheman's fingerprints be left on the hundred-yuan banknotes owned by the suspect?  Above, and one or three?"

    "Yes, if the suspect goes to buy naan with a hundred-yuan bill, the hundred-yuan bill will be handed out, and the shop owner's fingerprints cannot be left on the suspect's own stack of hundred-yuan bills." Pang Lei said with a slap on his forehead.

    "That is to say, the three hundred yuan was not handed over by the suspect. It was most likely that he earned it back from Kurban Reheman. That makes sense!"

    "That's the truth." Fat Lei snapped his fingers.

    "We have previously analyzed that the suspect has the ability to carry heavy objects on a pole and walk for a long time. He may be a walking vendor. Did the shop owner Kurban Reheman make some kind of transaction with the suspect? And the transaction  The amount is three hundred yuan? This seems to be the only reasonable way."

    ¡°I completely agree with your hypothesis.¡± Fat Lei gave me a thumbs up.

    ¡°Should we go there to find out what¡¯s going on?¡±

    ¡°Of course I want to go!¡±

    "Ask Brother Ming if you want to come together?"

    "The more people there are, the bigger the target will be. I'll tell him back, and we can go there just the two of us." The shooting incident in front of my house made everyone in the department become more cautious in doing things, especially when going out into the field.

    "Okay then!" I nodded.

    "You go change your clothes, and I'll go get the gun from Brother Ming's safe. I'll tell him about this by the way." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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