New Alarm Guide

In 1994, a major event occurred in Shenzhen.

A group of people specifically targeted taxi drivers, robbing more than a dozen of them.

Every taxi driver was brutally murdered by them, and they did it simply to sell their cars for money.

This case caused quite a stir at the time.

At its worst, there were far fewer taxis on the streets.

Even Gu Huai, who spends all his time at the factory, heard about it.

Because in my previous life I was only focused on making money, I wasn't very clear about the specifics of this case.

He vaguely remembered that the key to the case was a few women.

Their job was to lure or entice taxi drivers to their hideout and kill them.

As for who those people were or what their names were, he couldn't remember at all.

After all, who would remember things from thirty years ago so clearly?

Pengcheng City Public Security Bureau.

"Comrade! Comrade! Who are you looking for?"

The guards stationed at the entrance of the Municipal Public Security Bureau had already spotted Gu Huai.

Seeing him dragging the taxi driver toward the police station, he quickly stepped forward to stop him.

Gu Huai's mind was full of past events, and he didn't hear the shouts. He just kept pulling Master Zhang inside.

He didn't come to his senses until the guard ran up to him and grabbed him.

"Comrade, what are you doing?" The guard's eyes were not friendly.

"We're on the same side, we're on the same side." Gu Huai quickly took out the school's letter of introduction from his bag.

The guard took the letter, glanced at it, and frowned, saying, "You graduated from the Handong Police Academy, what are you doing in Pengcheng?"

"Comrade, my household registration is here, so isn't it normal for me to be here?" Gu Huai explained. According to the current system, police academy graduates are given priority to be assigned to their place of household registration. In addition, given his good academic performance, it's reasonable for him to be assigned to the municipal bureau.

"You? From Pengcheng?" The guard stared at him in disbelief.

"Of course, it's written on the letter of introduction." Gu Huai pointed to the middle of the letter.

It's no wonder the guards were suspicious.

Just because Gu Huai spoke with a northern accent, he insisted that he was from Pengcheng.

But he did see "Pengcheng" written in the household registration section of the letter.

Even so, the guard was still not quite convinced and looked up at him again.

"Wait a moment, I'll contact the Criminal Investigation Division. Come with me to the duty room."

After saying that, the guard quickly walked towards the duty room.

Master Zhang leaned close to Gu Huai and whispered, "Young man, why don't you go ahead with your work? I still have some tasks to complete..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Huai said, "You don't want to look for your nephew anymore?"

Master Zhang's eyes widened: "You're going to help me find Zhenhua?"

"Of course, we police are responsible when someone goes missing." Gu Huai nodded. "I brought you in to find out what's going on."

Seeing Gu Huai's serious expression, Master Zhang slowly nodded: "Alright, then I'll consider this an early departure today."

During their subsequent casual conversation, Gu Huai learned that Master Zhang's real name was Zhang Shengli, a local of Pengcheng, and that Zhang Zhenhua was his nephew.

After calming Zhang Shengli down, Gu Huai didn't wait idly in the duty room, but instead strolled around in the corridor.

The hallway wall was covered with a yellowed honor roll, the terrazzo floor was polished to a shine, and several old-fashioned wooden chairs were lined up against the wall. Although they looked a bit worn, they were polished to a high shine.

He didn't have to wait long. An elderly man in a police uniform hurried down from upstairs.

As soon as they came downstairs, the man warmly grabbed Gu Huai's hand: "You must be Huai, right? Why didn't you let me know before you came?"

"You must be Captain Wu," Gu Huai replied with a smile. "I had nothing to do at home during the Spring Festival, so I thought I'd come over and get used to things as soon as possible."

"You know me?" Wu Feilin asked, somewhat surprised.

"I didn't recognize it before." Gu Huai pointed to the honor roll on the outside of the duty room. "I just saw it on there."

Wu Feilin nodded slightly. He had read Gu Huai's information. This young man had excellent grades at school and was also very diligent.

Unless someone has exceptionally good grades, the brigade would not agree to assign someone who is studying in another province, even if their household registration is in the local area.

His performance just now improved his impression of Gu Huai even further.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two entered the duty room. Wu Feilin immediately noticed the restless Zhang Shengli: "And this is?"

"This is a taxi driver I met on the road," Gu Huai said. "He had something to report."

"Oh? I see." Wu Feilin glanced at the driver and said to Gu Huai, "I didn't expect you to be able to take on cases before even reporting for duty. You've integrated into the work very quickly."

Although the words were casual, Gu Huai understood the underlying meaning. It was a reminder that he was not yet a formal police officer and could not handle reports from the public arbitrarily.

"I happened to run into him, so I told him to come in with me." Gu Huai lowered his voice. "I know it's not really appropriate to do this, but..."

Having navigated the ups and downs of the business world for many years, Gu Huai had long since mastered the art of speaking.

He knew very well that he had broken the rules. According to the normal procedure, Zhang Shengli should have gone to the local police station, and then the police station would report it to higher authorities.

But his 30-year-old dream of becoming a policeman made him unwilling to let a case slip away before his eyes.

Although it cannot be confirmed whether Zhang Zhenhua's disappearance is related to the case in his memory, he felt that it would not hurt to confirm it.

So he pretended to be an ignorant and reckless rookie policeman, showing his eager anticipation for solving the case.

Perhaps it was the acting skills honed through years of navigating the ups and downs of the business world that made Wu Feilin nod, thinking, "I'm just idling around anyway." He said, "Alright, you two come with me to the office."

Seeing that someone was actually taking care of his matter, Zhang Shengli quickly stood up and grabbed Gu Huai's hand: "Young comrade, thank you."

Gu Huai waved his hand: "Master Zhang, please don't be so polite. This is what the police should do. You can talk to Captain Wu about it later and tell him everything you know."

"Okay, I understand."

The office of the captain of the first brigade of the Criminal Investigation Detachment is on the second floor.

Wu Feilin's office was simply decorated, with a desk, an old sofa, and mostly piles of case files.

After arranging for the two to sit down, Wu Feilin asked, "Brother, tell me, what happened?"

"Officer, it's like this..." Zhang Shengli repeated what he had just told Gu Huai.

Wu Feilin's brows furrowed more and more as he listened. After listening, he pondered and said, "According to what you've said, your nephew doesn't seem like he's fled to Hong Kong."

He's a veteran police officer; he still has that much judgment.

Zhang Shengli's face lit up with joy, but before he could speak, Wu Feilin continued, "But we criminal investigators can't help with this case."

In his view, this can only be considered a missing person case for the time being.

Although Zhang Zhenhua's disappearance is suspicious, no possibility of him being murdered has been found so far, and no unclaimed bodies have been found in the Shenzhen area during the Spring Festival.

Furthermore, the police always rely on evidence when handling cases, and would never launch a large-scale search for someone based solely on the complainant's one-sided account.

This may seem cold-blooded, but it's the reality.

As is customary, these types of cases are handled by the local police station.

Zhang Shengli wanted to speak up and advocate for it, but when he saw the mountain of case files piled up in the office, he swallowed his words.

Wu Feilin paused for a moment, then said, "How about this, brother? Which police station did you report the case to? I'll call them myself and ask them to help you out."

"Thank you very much, Captain Wu!" Zhang Shengli quickly cupped his hands in thanks.

"You're welcome, it was nothing." Captain Wu smiled and prepared to make a phone call.

Just then, Gu Huai, who was sitting to the side, raised his hand.

"Wait a minute, I think this is inappropriate."