Chapter 48 Wooden Sliding Door

The squatting continued.

The next morning, Tan Yong came downstairs and got into his Pajero. Following from behind, it felt like following the captain to work.

Mu Zhiyang followed as usual, and after walking for a while, he slapped Wei Zhenguo, who was sitting on the passenger seat, to wake him up. The force was very strong, and there was some personal grudge.

"What?" Wei Zhenguo woke up in shock.

"Tan Yong changed the route, not the route to the unit." Mu Zhiyang said.

They followed Tan Yong's car every day in the past few days, and the route was already memorized.

Wei Zhenguo opened his eyes and looked at the endless traffic on the road for a few seconds. The first thing he did was to notify another group of people to come and gather immediately.

Jiang Yuan also sat up straight and looked ahead curiously.

He had only seen stalking and tracking in movies and TV series before, and in the past two days...it was actually commonplace.

As for the traffic conditions in Changyang, the provincial capital, during working hours, the six-lane bidirectional road is often congested. The driver of the car in front can only notice the two rows of cars behind him by looking at the rearview mirror. Not to mention, Wei Zhenguo chose a white Volkswagen A-class car. With its outstanding nesting doll quality, people outside the car circle can't tell the specific models of the four or five Volkswagens in front, behind, and around him without looking at the rear end.

Tan Yong obviously has no experience in counter-reconnaissance. When he gets on and off the car, he will look around carefully and even check his tires, but that's all. When driving on the road, there is basically no defense, no deliberate lane change, and no time for traffic lights.

Mu Zhiyang followed Tan Yong easily, watching him go around to the vegetable market, buy some things, put them in the trunk, and then drive back...

Wei Zhenguo wiped his face with a tissue dipped in mineral water and said solemnly: "Keep an eye on this pervert's butt."

...

Tan Yong drove the car into a community less than one kilometer away from his home.

The community is a bit old, and there is no design to separate people and cars. When Tan Yong's car arrived in front of the gate and stopped for a while, the lifting rod was automatically raised.

"You go to the roadside to park, I will follow on foot and call." Wei Zhenguo said quickly, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Jiang Yuan also pushed the door and followed.

Wei Zhenguo hesitated a little and said: "Forensic doctor Jiang, you follow Xiaomu."

"I will help you, it's too dangerous to be alone." Jiang Yuan knew that Wei Zhenguo was afraid of getting hurt. Compared with criminal policemen like Mu Zhiyang who graduated from the police academy, his field work ability is indeed poor, but it is indeed dangerous to let Wei Zhenguo follow alone.

In the absence of equipment and firearms, the safety factor of two people tracking one person is still relatively high.

Wei Zhenguo licked his lips, waved silently, entered the community, and whispered: "You follow me closely, don't act without authorization."

He is also old, and it is pure nonsense to talk about his individual combat ability. Without the foundation of his youth, he had no confidence facing a man like Tan Yong who often went to construction sites.

Wei Zhenguo ran with his head down. The pedestrian gate of the community was completely open, and the greenery inside was also mediocre, a mature and decayed community.

Jiang Yuan ran in and could see the rear of the Pajero from a distance.

"Run faster." Wei Zhenguo glanced at Tan Yong's car, running breathlessly across a building.

Jiang Yuan ran faster, but did not dare to run too shallow to avoid being discovered.

Fortunately, the community was not large, and the Pajero only drove two or three hundred meters before slowing down again and turning to a building in the corner of the community.

Tan Yong got out of the car, put down the ground lock, and reversed to the fixed parking space in front of the green belt on the first floor. Then he opened the small garden in front of the building, the lock on the fence, and the anti-theft door inside, but it was a house on the first floor with a garden in front of the building.

"Building 7. Just one unit. Building 7, Unit 1, Floor 1, the northernmost house. Send a message to Mu Zhiyang." Wei Zhenguo panted like an old cow, leaning on his knees, staring at Tan Yong from behind a bunch of roses.

Jiang Yuan was also exhausted from running, half-kneeling on the ground, sending the message as soon as possible, and then looking at Wei Zhenguo's dark face through the evergreen, he felt that flowers and cow dung complemented each other.

"Rice, flour, grain, oil, vegetables and meat. All food." Wei Zhenguo frowned as he watched Tan Yong unload the car, saying, "This guy is divorced..., has no children, his parents live in the countryside, and bringing so much food here... There is definitely a problem."

Jiang Yuan asked, "What should we do next?"

"We can't arrest anyone yet. If we arrest someone, but there is no evidence, it will only alert the enemy." Wei Zhenguo took out his mobile phone and began to edit the text message, saying, "You let Mu Zhiyang go back to the car and continue to follow Tan Yong's car. I'll find a locksmith."

He was ready to see what was in the room with his own eyes.

Jiang Yuan did what he was told, while Mu Zhiyang, who had just run into the community, looked at his phone, and had to turn around and run to the parking spot, which made him even more tired.

About half an hour later, Tan Yong finished unloading his things, returned to the car, and started the engine to go home.

Wei Zhenguo reminded Mu Zhiyang, watched Tan Yong leave, and then walked around Building 7.

Jiang Yuan didn't understand, and whispered: "We are now..."

"See if there are any cameras. These things are very cheap now." Wei Zhenguo scanned it, found nothing, and then called the contact again.

Wen Ming, a criminal policeman from Ningtai County who came with him, and the locksmith who was found, quickly came to the bottom of Building 7.

"Open the door." Wei Zhenguo ordered directly.

The lock-picking man was carrying a big box and looked familiar to Wei Zhenguo. He glanced at him and whispered, "Don't trap me."

"What could possibly happen?" Wei Zhenguo said arrogantly. Now that we are here, what can we do if we are cowardly?

The quality of the anti-theft door lock is very good. The man who opened the door worked hard for a while before opening the door. There was another anti-theft door inside.

"The lock on this door doesn't work. It's useless just because the door is good." The man who opened the door muttered a few words.

Wei Zhenguo also frowned in anticipation and asked casually: "Did you buy the door? How much is it worth?"

"Two doors? If you can buy it, you can buy it for 10,000 yuan. If you can't, it's only 20,000 or 30,000 yuan." The man who unlocked the door said.

"That guy's monthly salary is only a few thousand yuan." Wei Zhenguo snorted, giving himself another boost of confidence.

The door opens.

It has an ordinary layout of four bedrooms and one living room.

House prices in Changyang City are not cheap, but the communities here were built early. If you had bought them more than ten years before they were launched, the price would have been several hundred thousand.

"Spread out and search." Wei Zhenguo looked at the interior layout of an ordinary house, frowning and feeling a little confused.

However, this place couldn't be simpler for Jiang Yuan.

After walking around the room, Jiang Yuan first took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, then lifted up the carpet between the balcony and the living room and said, "There is a basement."

A wooden sliding door appeared in front of the three people.