Chapter 179 New Ideas for Being Surveilled

Chapter 179 New Ideas for Being Surveilled

Chapter 179 New Ideas for Being Surveilled
9.7, Saturday, evening.

One evening a few days later, Li Kailang finished a day of hard work at the steel mill and walked towards the courtyard with tired steps.

Suddenly, Li Kailang felt a familiar sense of surveillance, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind.

"Here we go again. It's been so many days and they're still staring at me!" Li Kailang thought to himself.

Ever since he killed Tian Zhiwei, an inexplicable sense of being monitored has quietly descended upon his heart since the second day.

At first, Li Kailang thought it was an illusion caused by being too nervous, but as time went on, the feeling became stronger and stronger.

He was almost certain that someone was watching him secretly.

In order to find out who was monitoring him, Li Kailang tried some methods and found two people who were monitoring him.

Faced with the pressure of being monitored, Li Kailang had to adjust his daily behavior.

He became extremely low-key when he went out, trying to avoid attracting other people's attention.

He tried hard to act like an ordinary person, going to work on time and returning home on time, as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, the unsuspecting police were still watching Li Kailang from a distance.

One of the young policemen, Xiao Li, said to his master Zheng Guotang:

"Master, I don't think this Li Kailang is the murderer."

"We have been monitoring Li Kailang for the past two days, but he has not shown any unusual behavior. He goes to work and comes home on time every day. There is no clue at all."

Although Zheng Guotang, who was called Master, agreed in his heart, he refuted:

"Xiao Li, you are still young. You can't judge people by appearances. How do you know that Li Kailang is not the murderer?"

Policeman Li retorted: "Master, although Li Kailang's occupation and strength meet our screening criteria."

"But he has never met Tian Zhiwei and has no martial arts skills, so how could he be the murderer!"

After hearing what Xiao Li said, Zheng Guotang couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

Indeed, judging from the information they currently have, Li Kailang is not a big suspect.

The most important thing is that instead of wasting time on someone who only meets one of the requirements, it is better to shift your energy to other more suspicious targets.

Zheng Guotang decided: "Okay, today's observation is over. I will not monitor him tomorrow and will replace him with another one."

"Yes!" Policeman Li replied.

The reason why Zheng Guotang gave up monitoring Li Kailang was because of Li Kailang's background.

As a martyr's relative, Li Kailang's basic information was clearly recorded.

After graduating from junior high school, he was arranged by his father's comrades-in-arms to work in the steel rolling mill transportation team.

At the same time, he had never learned martial arts.

It is naturally impossible for such a person who has no martial arts foundation to kill Tian Zhiwei with just a hatchet.

Based on this point alone, Li Kailang's suspicion can be largely ruled out.

In addition, as a driver, Li Kailang earns a considerable monthly salary.

In Zheng Guotang's opinion, Li Kailang had no reason to take the risk of fighting the enemy spies.

After all, this is an extremely dangerous thing, and Li Kailang can get the reward he deserves by calling the police.

First of all, it is safe and there is no need to take risks.

Secondly, he can get the rewards he deserves.

Although killing enemy spies privately is very profitable, if you are killed in return, it will not be worth it.

Although Li Kailang had shot a gun before, in their eyes, his shooting skills were not accurate.

However, Tian Zhiwei died of a knife wound, not a gunshot wound, which is inconsistent with Li Kailang's skills.

The two of them watched Li Kailang return to the yard, then they withdrew their gazes and turned away.

After entering the yard, Li Kailang felt that the feeling of being monitored disappeared.

"It seems like they should have gone back!" Li Kailang murmured to himself and breathed a sigh of relief.

He had to try very hard to act like a normal person these days, and it made him feel very tired.

"Ding ding dong, ding ding dong~" Suddenly, a cheerful singing came from behind Li Kailang.

Li Kailang turned around and saw Jia Dongxu, with a smile on his face and brisk steps walking towards him.

Jia Dongxu walked and hummed a song, his face filled with unprecedented joy.

He noticed that Li Kailang was looking at him, and he actually nodded at Li Kailang, then passed by him.

Li Kailang looked at Jia Dongxu's back in confusion. Ever since Jia Dongxu went to the black market, he had undergone a drastic change.

Unlike Li Kailang who is physically and mentally exhausted, Jia Dongxu has been sunny and smiling these days, with a smile always on his face.

Let’s go back to when the steel mill had just finished get off work.

Jia Dongxu escaped by peeing again, separated from Yi Zhonghai, and went to the toilet alone.

Jia Dongxu skillfully moved the bricks in the corner, revealing a pile of waste hidden in the corner.

The waste weighs at least 5 kilograms.

"It should be able to sell for 13 or 14 yuan this time!" Jia Dongxu muttered to himself with a satisfied smile on his face.

"I've only sold it a few times, and it's almost as much as my monthly salary. It seems that working can't make money as fast as this!"

Recalling the previous transactions, Jia Dongxu couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

The first time, he made 7.5 yuan, the second time he made 10 yuan, plus the expected 13 yuan this time, he has made more than 30 yuan.

This amount is not much less than Jia Dongxu's monthly salary.

After laughing for a while, Jia Dongxu put the brick back in place and left the steel mill contentedly.

After leaving the steel mill, they took the waste and hid it.

After hiding the waste materials well, Jia Dongxu returned to the courtyard with a smile on his face.

In addition, although Jia Dongxu made money, his performance in the workshop caused dissatisfaction among everyone.

"Jia Dongxu, what's wrong with you? How can you make so many mistakes even on a first-level workpiece?" the workshop director asked angrily.

Jia Dongxu looked at the workshop director with an apologetic look:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Director. I don't know why I kept making mistakes these past few days. I promise, next time, I won't make so many mistakes."

Seeing Jia Dongxu's attitude of apology, although the workshop director was dissatisfied, he only criticized him a few words and left.

Jia Dongxu looked at the director's back and muttered:
"Bah, what a joke, teach me how to do things, if it weren't for this crap, I would have quit long ago!"

In order to collect more waste materials, Jia Dongxu just barely completed his daily tasks and deliberately scrapped many workpieces.

He was given 30 workpieces, 20 of them were completed and 10 were wasted.

Jia Dongxu's behavior caused the scrap rate in the workshop to rise sharply, causing strong dissatisfaction among everyone.

Even Yi Zhonghai was called out by the workshop director and the eighth-level worker to be criticized.

"Mr. Yi, Jia Dongxu is your apprentice. You have to teach him well." An eighth-level worker said seriously.

"If it doesn't work, ask him to slow down a bit and not pursue quantity blindly while ignoring quality."

Another level 8 worker also came over and echoed, "Yes, Yi Gong, look at the scrap rate. He alone accounts for such a large proportion."

"If this continues, the other workers will be dissatisfied. We are not targeting you, but Jia Dongxu's behavior is really too much."

"If others follow his example and do things so carelessly, how can the workshop maintain order?"

The workshop director also came over and accused him seriously: "Mr. Yi, you have to take responsibility. I know you didn't do it on purpose."

"But if your apprentice keeps doing this, it will have a huge impact on the entire workshop. If it really doesn't work, you can help him share some of the work and save him some trouble."

Everyone echoed and put pressure on Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "This is my problem. I didn't teach my apprentice well. I apologize to everyone here."

After saying this, he bowed deeply. "Engineer Yi, you don't have to do this!" The eighth-level workers were shocked by Yi Zhonghai's actions and quickly helped him up.

"Yes, Mr. Yi, it's just a small matter." The workshop director also echoed.

"Just remind Jia Dongxu. There's really no need to do this."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head and said firmly:

"No, it's my fault for not teaching my apprentice well. I can't let everyone bear this responsibility. So, I will help with Xiao Jia's workpieces in the future."

"Ah this."

Several level 8 workers and the workshop director looked at each other, and finally the workshop director nodded and said, "Okay, let's do as Engineer Yi said."

The matter has been resolved temporarily.

Yi Zhonghai returned to his workstation and looked back to see Jia Dongxu working on the workpiece with great concentration and smooth and skillful movements.

Watching his operations, it was hard to imagine that he would be the one causing the overall scrap rate in the workshop to increase.

"Hmph, this kid must be doing some work that no one can see!" Yi Zhonghai muttered to himself.

These days, after get off work every day, Jia Dongxu would find excuses to go to the bathroom, and the frequency was higher than before. How could Yi Zhonghai not notice it?

Although he didn't know what Jia Dongxu was doing, he knew Jia Dongxu very well and knew that this guy must be doing something shameful behind the scenes.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Beixinqiao Police Station, Xie Yong’s office.

Xie Yong was examining the archival materials in front of him with a frown on his face.

Suddenly, the door opened and a policeman walked in.

"team leader."

"What's the matter? Any clues?" Xie Yong raised his head and asked immediately.

Zheng Guotang shook his head, looking somewhat helpless: "Captain, there are still no clues. Among those people I checked, none of them are worthy of suspicion."

"Really?" Xie Yong sighed, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

In the past few days, they have conducted a large number of inspections based on the criteria of great strength and high martial arts skills.

Although they caught several criminals, these people were not their targets.

These criminals commit crimes such as murder, robbery, acting as thugs for evil forces, or taking money from others to help them get rid of disasters.

But these people acted alone and had no connection with Tian Zhiwei.

It is also a good thing for them that these criminals were accidentally found during the investigation.

"By the way, do you have any doubts?" Xie Yong asked again, hoping to get some new inspiration from Zheng Guotang.

Zheng Guotang thought for a while and shook his head:
"No, we have captured all those who were suspicious. The rest of them look normal, nothing special."

Zheng Guotang didn't feel that Li Kailang was any different. Compared with other people, Li Kailang just worked in a job related to strength.

There were more than a dozen people like him, and Li Kailang's name sank into the sea among them, leaving no room for doubt.

Just as the two were lost in thought, there was a knock on the door again.

"咚咚-"

"Come in!"

"Xiao Zhang, how is your investigation going?" Xie Yong asked anxiously.

Zhang Zhuangguo also shook his head: "Captain, I don't have any clues here."

"We checked Tian Zhiwei's interpersonal relationships and learned from his coworkers and neighbors that he got along well with his coworkers and had never offended anyone."

"Also, he bought this house from the previous resident. We have also contacted the police in Jincheng and confirmed that there is no problem."

"In short, this Tian Zhiwei is just like an ordinary person, nothing special."

After hearing Zhang Zhuangguo's report, Xie Yong and Zheng Guotang's faces darkened. They had been investigating for so long but still had no clues about Tian Zhiwei.

Except for some criminals who were caught accidentally, they seemed to be trapped in this mystery.

Suddenly, the office fell silent again.

Sheriff Xie Yong sat on a chair with his hands crossed over his chest, his eyes flashing with a firm and deep light.

He took a deep breath and said to Zheng Guotang and Zhang Zhuangguo:
"We can't just give up like this. We have to continue investigating and find clues about Tian Zhiwei."

"Captain, is there something wrong with the direction of our investigation?" Zheng Guotang asked cautiously.

"What do you mean? Tell me in detail." Xie Yong asked.

Zheng Guotang took a breath and seemed to be organizing his words:

"Captain, we have been investigating the clue of revenge by enemies, but I am wondering if it is possible that no one is actually taking revenge."

"Then what do you mean?"

Xie Yong frowned even more tightly. He obviously did not expect Zheng Guotang to have such an idea.

"Maybe he was killed by a thief."

Zheng Guotang expressed his guess, his voice gradually became smaller, and his confidence seemed to be gradually disappearing.

Hearing this, Xie Yong and Zhang Zhuangguo frowned and thought deeply.

Although Zheng Guotang's conjecture seems absurd, it cannot be easily denied.

Zheng Guotang continued, his voice gradually becoming firmer:

"Captain, you see, we have been investigating for such a long time, but we have not found any information about revenge and people with high martial arts skills. This can only mean that we may have been heading in the wrong direction from the beginning."

"I remember there was a black market near Tian Zhiwei's yard. The day he died, the black market was open."

"Could there be a thief who went to Tian Zhiwei's house, heard him send a telegram, and killed him?"

Zheng Guotang's voice became weaker and weaker, and it was obvious that he did not have enough confidence in his own guess.

After all, how could ordinary people hear the sound of a telegram?
However, Xie Yong began to think seriously.

He nodded: "What you said makes sense. Although this is almost impossible, it is also a direction worth considering."

"After all, we have no other clues now."

They really have no direction now. Although Zheng Guotang's guess is far-fetched, there is no other way now.

What they need is a new breakthrough.

At this time, Zhang Zhuangguo suddenly put forward a bolder conjecture:
"Captain, based on what you said, I have a more daring guess. Is it possible that this person is not a thief, but a kind person passing by who heard the sound of the telegraph?"

His words stunned Xie Yong and Zheng Guotang. Zhang Zhuangguo's guess was indeed bold, but it was not completely impossible.

Among ordinary people, strange people are occasionally born who can hear frequencies that normal people cannot hear.

This has been verified before when trying to crack local radio channels.

Xie Yong muttered to himself: "However, the situation you described is indeed quite rare and requires many conditions to be met."

In this situation, there are very few people with high martial arts skills who can kill Tian Zhiwei alone.

But it’s also an idea.

Xie Yong said, "Xiao Zhang, what you said makes sense. So, you can continue investigating according to this line of thought."

"Yes!" Zhang Zhuangguo replied with a determined look on his face.

Xie Yong turned to Zheng Guotang again and gave another order.

"Xiao Zheng, notify everyone and have them get ready tonight. We will raid the black market tonight and investigate who has been to the black market in the past few days."

"Yes!" Zheng Guotang also responded, then turned and left the office.

"Go!" Xie Yong ordered, and the two turned and left.

Xie Yong watched the two people leaving, then looked down at the pile of documents on the table. He felt that he was still a little bit away from the truth.

(End of this chapter)