National Forensic Doctor

Chapter 1338: Chapter 1264: Pang Gou and Kuai Lv

Pang Gou returned to his bar again because "the guests" needed some water.

Pang Gou, accompanied by his two most sensible employees, moved boxes of water up from the basement under the watch of two detectives.

Then, Pang Gou saw the somewhat familiar Li Lijun, who was huddled at the basement door making a phone call, accompanied by a middle-aged police officer.

As a bar owner, Pang Gou’s social skills were well honed, and he instinctively greeted, "Boss Li is here?" noveldrama

Li Lijun stiffly turned his neck towards Pang Gou, furrowing his brow, "Pang Gou, have you been recruited too?"

"No, certainly not. I’m just a shop owner, what does it have to do with me..." Pang Gou vehemently denied.

The middle-aged police officer accompanying Li Lijun hissed and made a note in his notebook, "Li Lijun, daring to threaten other people involved in the case? I think you’ll be behind bars for a long time."

"No, don’t dare..." Li Lijun vehemently denied.

"Go write it down." Meng Chengbiao turned his head to Pang Gou and said, "If you speak again, I’ll take you in."

"No, no..." Pang Gou shook his head vigorously and walked off with the water.

Walking two steps, in the booths usually packed with beauties and spendthrifts, appeared a familiar face from the smuggling circle once again. Pang Gou hurriedly lowered his head. He used to be very fond of the smuggling circle. These big brothers were generous, spending lavishly, and even starting to care about health, which kept the bar’s turnover high.

But today, looking at those big brothers who used to talk freely of their high ambitions, now focused on smiling in front of a group of young police officers, Pang Gou, though aware of the world, still found it surreal.

"The water is here." Pang Gou put a box of Binglu on the ground.

"Come over here to settle the bill." Wang Chuanxing waved, calling Pang Gou over.

Pang Gou felt scared when he saw the young officers, and hastily said, "It’s alright, just a few bottles of water..." fre\e(w)ebn ov.e l\. co.m

"You can afford Binglu, but if you bring Paris water or the like, I’ll have to ask you to take them back." Wang Chuanxing said amicably, ultimately noting that Pang Gou was out of the circle now. There’s no need to stress what he did 10 years ago, not to mention the difficulty in finding evidence; if he only smuggled ordinary goods back then, the statute of limitations would have expired.

Pang Gou noted Wang Chuanxing’s serious expression and carefully said, "Then let’s just bill it, we’ll settle it later together."

"One transaction at a time, you keep track of yours, I’ll keep track of mine." Wang Chuanxing was very particular about this aspect, given that payment came from the Changyang Customs Anti-smuggling Branch, he couldn’t afford any discrepancies in accounts.

Pang Gou had no choice but to nod and bow, taking out the QR code.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan, who was sitting next to him reading the record, waved him over, "Hey... come and take a look at this..."

"Coming." Pang Gou knew Jiang Yuan was the boss, so he hurried over.

Jiang Yuan displayed a list to Pang Gou, "You’re quite familiar with the smuggling scene, help me see which of these people might smuggle cars, or who is familiar with this circle?"

Pang Gou was startled at first and instinctively defended, "I’ve just had some dealings with people from the smuggling scene, not really familiar, they’re all customers, what business they’re into, I really don’t know..."

"Just tick a few names." Jiang Yuan didn’t listen to him, he just silently handed him a pen.

Pang Gou swallowed, with more defense on the tip of his tongue, but staring at the list, he suddenly couldn’t speak.

What kind of list is this... Honestly, Pang Gou could recognize only a third of the names, and another third he seemed to guess, leaving a third completely unfamiliar...

Yet recognizing that third of the names was enough to make Pang Gou panic inside.

In fact, he knew the smuggling circle better than Yu Mingxuan and others.

Yu Mingxuan had only been in smuggling for a few years, now as a newcomer, if it weren’t for his fellow villagers who brought him along, he would still be just a small fry.

But Pang Gou had joined the smuggling group early on, though he exited early too, many of the small fries he knew back then had become big fries or bosses. Of course, many exited or disappeared, but that didn’t stop Pang Gou from staying in the circle.

Despite saying, he didn’t know exactly who did what, as long as the successful ones bragged in the bar, he would always hear some news. True or false, Pang Gou had his judgment.

And now, Pang Gou saw too many familiar names on this list.

"This..." Pang Gou hesitated.

"Just tick it." Mu Zhiyang said in a muffled voice from beside him. f r\eew,eb novel.c(o)(m)

Pang Gou hesitated again but ticked the list.

He knew that by ticking it, he was sure to offend people, but upon deeper thought, would those whose names he ticked appear in the bar again?

Old Gua.

Kuai Lv.

Zhang Bingtian.

...

Li Laba.

Lost Zhang.

...

Pang Gou ticked name after name, and a sudden surge of pleasure swelled inside.

This is no different from King Yan ticking names!

Pang Gou couldn’t help but lift his head and glance at Jiang Yuan, only to see him smiling at him.

His heart trembled, he quickly lowered his head again, ticked a few more names, and thought: Death is death, better them than me! Besides, whose fault is it that you’re making money from smuggling, unwilling to leave the circle? If you quit early like me, wouldn’t you be fine now?

Jiang Yuan waited a moment, then took back the list, only to see Pang Gou had ticked 8 names in one go.

"You sure know a lot of people." Jiang Yuan clicked his tongue twice, then examined the list for a moment before handing it to Wang Chuanxing.

Having the names of smugglers didn’t guarantee catching people, especially those who had gone out to sea, often not returning home for years, occasionally coming back and using a pseudonym.

Moreover, as previously mentioned, organized crime is most terrifying in its organization, its mobilization capabilities can be tilted. Something as simple as identity documents, phone numbers, etc., for ordinary people fleeing a crime for the first time, these are crucial needs. Yet for a smuggler, getting fake ones is too easy.

For most smuggling groups, the intelligence department of the anti-smuggling branch already has some understanding, including the names of smuggling group members, which are not very confidential.

But for Jiang Yuan, those whom the anti-smuggling branch has difficulty catching, especially those without evidence to arrest, he has some ways.

Compared to the anti-smuggling branch good at finding people and things, the detective’s job is to find people.

As long as you give him a lead, unless the person is not in the country, there’s always a way to investigate. Of course, different opponents require different resources; fundamentally, it’s not much different from pursuing fugitives.

Wang Chuanxing compared the list ticked by Pang Gou with other information he had obtained, quickly organizing a new list based on probability.

Ranking first was "Kuai Lv."

"Come, tell us about Kuai Lv." Jiang Yuan called Pang Gou over again.

Pang Gou’s expression was terrified, but inexplicably, a bit thrilled, he asked quietly, "Which part specifically do you want to know?"

"Just tell us what you know, why he’s called Kuai Lv, start with what he’s doing now."

"Um... As for the nickname Kuai Lv, firstly it’s because he’s stubborn. Back in the day... to the best of my knowledge, this guy Kuai Lv always had his own ideas, never listening to others, and would stubbornly pursue his own path. One time it’s quite famous, he received news that there were checks somewhere, but he didn’t believe it, insisted on going, and finally... got caught." Pang Gou rambled on.

Jiang Yuan interrupted, "He was caught?"

"Caught."

"Hmm." Jiang Yuan turned and gave a look to Wang Chuanxing, who immediately understood and went to retrieve the records.

Turning back, Jiang Yuan said, "You continue."

"Yes." Pang Gou knew Kuai Lv was doomed, secretly said "Amitabha," and continued, "Kuai Lv should live in the city because I know he has a mistress there, and later he found mistresses four and five all there too; he likes those who study dance, says it’s energetic."

Pang Gou: "Another reason for calling him Kuai Lv is the guy’s pretty big, yet he’s unusually fast. Like once outside playing, he was the first to go out for a smoke, thus called Kuai Lv."

Pang Gou: "He’s been to the bar, though rarely, he often drives an Audi Q7, thinking it’s safe and less likely to be checked..."

Jiang Yuan asked a few more questions, then had someone take Pang Gou out, and turning to Wang Chuanxing, casually said, "Compare the driver of Q7 at the vehicle checkpoint with Kuai Lv’s photo, see if you can find him."