Things that solve crimes

Chapter 290 Fox Fairy Empress 7

"Who?" Xiao Qun asked.

"The auxiliary policeman who went to Wang Jun's shop with us." He replied.

The auxiliary policeman was a frequent customer of the bun shop, and he knew clearly that Wang Jun moved from Jinshi to the food town. The relationship between the two should not be just a boss and a customer.

After hearing what he said, the three of them discussed it and finally decided that Yang Zhenghui would send these banknotes to the laboratory. Qin Henian and Xiao Qun would take a few people to find the auxiliary police officer.

The food town is still very lively. At first, Wang Jun's case was covered up, and the surrounding diners only knew that the bun shop owner was caught committing the crime. Afterwards, many people regretted that they would never eat so many delicious buns again. .

"Is this right here?" Qin Henian asked. They were now standing at the entrance of a staircase, with two households on the left and right.

Yu Zian looked at the information in his hand and said, "Yes, it's right here, 306."

He flipped through the information and continued, "This auxiliary police officer's surname is Zeng. Everyone calls him Uncle Zeng. He has not been in good health these days. He often asks for leave. He has recently thought of retiring. He should be at home now."

With a look from Xiao Qun, a young policeman stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and it was Uncle Zeng who opened the door. However, his appearance was not really good now. He was thin, pale, with sunken eye sockets, and was far less wealthy than he had been a few days ago.

With a serious look on his face, Xiao Qun took out his police officer ID card and waved it in front of people, "We are the police and we want to ask you something."

"Come in." Uncle Zeng turned sideways and made way for him.

Several people came in and sat down on the sofa. Uncle Zeng poured a cup of tea for each of them and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

He was also a little confused. Nothing big happened recently. What could he ask?

However, Xiao Qun's words almost broke his guard the next second, "How much do you know about Wang Jun?"

Wang Jun? Uncle Zeng's face turned green. He never wanted to think about this person in his life. Whenever he thought of this person, he was reminded of what he had eaten all the time.

After seeing Wang Jun's "kitchen", he vowed never to eat steamed buns again. Even now, he feels like vomiting when he eats meat.

Not only that, to be precise, he couldn't help but feel nauseous when he thought about eating that bun. This incident was simply a lifelong shadow for him.

Uncle Zeng quickly picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. He suppressed the feeling of vomiting and showed disgust on his face, "What do you want to ask him?"

Although I really don’t want to mention Wang Jun, the police have come to the door, so I still have to answer the question.

"Wang Jun, does he have any apprentices?" Qin Henian asked.

"No, Wang Jun has always been making and selling buns by himself. There is not even a waiter in the store."

"In the past, when the Baozi shop was doing well, Wang Jun was often too busy. Neighbors tried to persuade him to hire someone, but he was unwilling."

Uncle Zeng curled his lips disdainfully. No wonder Wang Jun refused to recruit people at first. He only relied on the raw materials for making steamed buns. Either the people who came to help were scared to death, or Wang Jun himself was reported.

"Is it true? No one can help even in the short term?" Qin Henian asked unwillingly.

"I really didn't...wait a minute," Uncle Zeng recalled, and suddenly thought of something, "It seems that a person did appear next to Wang Jun for a while, and even came in and out of the backyard of the bun shop."

Several people were refreshed, and Xiao Qun asked, "Who is that? What does it look like?"