pjbooks Chapter 112 Star Enterprises
Chapter 112 Star Enterprises
Su Qiang was born in 1954. If he were still alive, he would be 41 years old.
The cause of death was listed as suicide.
This Su Qiang committed suicide by jumping off a building four months ago!
Dai Yan looked at Zhou Yang: "Is it the one the DVD seller was talking about?"
He was working with Zhou Yang at the time, so he naturally heard what He Zhuang was saying in the car.
Zhou Yang nodded.
"It seems there really was something going on during this time..." Dai Yan sighed.
"Hey, hey, hey... what are you two whispering about? If you have any clues, tell us, at least let us hear them." Fang Duo tapped the table with her notebook to remind them as she saw the two of them discussing quietly with their heads close together.
Dai Yan nodded and recounted what had happened to He Zhuang in the car earlier.
"Are you kidding me?" Xiao Jiale jumped up immediately upon hearing this. "Can a company or non-state agency just take away and cremate someone who has died an unnatural death?"
It's no wonder Xiao Jiale exclaimed in surprise. Zhou Yang's first reaction when he heard about this was that it was an exaggeration, something that people who didn't understand the law were spreading. Especially considering the size of the company, they couldn't possibly do something like this.
You have to understand, even if Su Qiang committed suicide by jumping off the building, the company would at most call the police, call for emergency medical services, notify the relatives, and provide aftercare. As for disposing of the body? That's simply a pipe dream.
Zhou Yang didn't think that someone who could afford tens of thousands of yuan worth of audio equipment would work for a small company.
Such a company would have legal counsel and lawyers, and would certainly not approve of this situation; the deceased's family would also not agree to it.
Imagine someone goes to work, and in the evening a colleague brings back an urn containing ashes, saying, "Who's inside? They committed suicide. The company cremated them. No need to be grateful; it's what they should do."
If something like that happens, it's no wonder you get beaten up.
This was also what Dai Yan thought at the time. It can be said that he and Zhou Yang never believed this matter from the beginning and took it as He Zhuang making things up.
......
After the repair shop owner identified the person, it was determined that this person was not the one who sold him the car!
The case seems to have hit a bottleneck here as well.
"Investigate Su Qiang!" Liu Chengyu tapped the table to draw attention. "First, find out where he worked, then investigate his last movements, and then investigate his cause of death and any potential issues behind it!"
Zhou Yang nodded. This arrangement was perfectly fine. The best solution at present was to find a breakthrough by dealing with Su Qiang.
In early 1995, Su Qiang was still signing the payment slip. It's only July now. No matter what we assume, one thing is certain: Su Qiang and the person who sold the car must know each other, or rather, Su Qiang sold the car to that person.
Zhou Yang and Xiao Jiale returned to Xiangmanyuan Community once again to verify the housing information.
Zhou Yang didn't get involved last time because he had no reason to. He simply went to Lü Cuicui's house to get a basic understanding of the situation. This time, he went straight to the street office.
As for why he didn't contact Lao Su, the person involved, Zhou Yang naturally had his own plans!
Xiao Jiale followed behind in silence. Both of them knew that this case, which started with Sun Weixin inside the manhole, was becoming increasingly complicated.
If Su Qiang's death is related to this case, then there are four victims, which is a major case in Ning'an!
There are only four days left before the deadline for solving the case.
The street offices of this era were far less complex than those of later times. Most of the staff were retired cadres, and their main job was to manage unemployed people in society. Another major function was to plan for the future.
Xiao Jiale had to admit that Zhou Yang was truly skilled at communicating with these older people; at least, he was ashamed of his own abilities.
Sometimes he would burst into laughter, sometimes he would nod and listen, and sometimes he would display a variety of expressions of astonishment, surprise, and shock.
Compared to him, he felt like a greenhorn, especially since Zhou Yang had already asked the questions when he heard something questionable.
Even from a seemingly ordinary sentence, Zhou Yang could glean other information and then subtly ask further questions during subsequent inquiries.
Was he really a graduate of a police academy?
Who do you think you are?
Zhou Yang was unaware of Xiao Jiale's thoughts at this moment. Through chatting with these people, he had gained a basic understanding of Su Qiang.
Old Su lost his wife early in life and raised his son and daughter alone. When his daughter drowned while swimming as a child, he poured all his heart and soul into raising his son.
Su Qiang lived up to expectations, excelling in his studies since childhood. After growing up, he was poached by his current company with a hefty salary and became a foreman, reportedly earning several thousand yuan a month.
Keep in mind, this was in the 1990s, when the normal salary was three or four hundred yuan. His salary was already several thousand yuan a month, which made countless people envious.
Old Su often boasted to everyone he met about his precious son. As Su Qiang became more and more capable, the father and son moved away. Just a few days ago, Old Su moved back.
At first, the neighborhood committee was unaware of the situation. It was only after someone vandalized the door of the neighbor across the hall, affecting all the residents in the building, that the neighborhood committee intervened and discovered that the other party was actually Old Su, who had moved away long ago.
Faced with this situation, the neighborhood committee definitely had to intervene, but they found that Old Su seemed to have some mental problems. He kept shouting things like telling his son to run away, not to harm his son, and to release his son, etc.
Fortunately, some of his relatives appeared, and they finally gained a basic understanding of the situation, which made them realize how unpredictable life can be.
According to his relatives, Su Qiang felt that he could no longer be promoted to his current position due to his physical condition and ability, but he was reluctant to give up his current high income. He was very anxious, and when people are anxious, they are prone to doing bad things. So, he wrote a suicide note and jumped off the building. Old Su could not bear the shock, and his old illness flared up, which led to this.
Zhou Yang also found out where Su Qiang worked—Songhe Import and Export Trade.
He was all too familiar with that name!
Not only him, Zhou Yang was even certain that in Ning'an, at least half of the ten people had heard of Songhe Trading and more than half had heard of the name Qiao Songnian.
Su Qiang was the person in charge of the export project at this company.
"Troublesome, isn't it!" Xiao Jiale followed behind Zhou Yang, his face grave as he opened his mouth, but then hesitated to speak.
"Troublesome doesn't mean insurmountable!" Zhou Yang pulled a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Jiale, who took it: "When did you learn that?"
This was the bag I bought from the public telephone vendor when I was investigating Sun Yan.
"Did you notice anything amiss just now?" Zhou Yang didn't answer the other person's question.
Xiao Jiale gave a wry smile, then unfolded the densely written record: "There's just too much!"