"Face?" Yan Yan was a little surprised.
Jiang Ting stared at him.
"… No, it was too dark, and he had a gun in his hand."
"You have absolutely no idea what he looks like? Height, build, any physical features?"
Yan Yan thought for a while and said, "It's really hard to see clearly, but the height is not low, the body size should be medium, and the running speed is very fast."
Jiang Ting nodded and said nothing, and suddenly said, "This case can't be investigated any further."
His voice was soft but firm. Yan Yan had already passed the age of throwing off the table and walking away, but his expression changed at this moment: "What did you say?"
"Hu Weisheng, you can't find direct evidence of participating in drug production. If you can't get a confession, it is the best way to temporarily not detain, or to continue the investigation in the direction of selling counterfeit drugs. This is a dangerous place. The fact is that Hu Weisheng's actions not only violated the law, but also angered the drug cartels. The real murderous criminals have already participated, and the police will face unpredictable dangers when they investigate deeply."
Yan Yan looked straight into Jiang Ting's eyes, and took a long time to speak. His voice was light and dangerous: "Why, because you are afraid of criminals?"
Jiang Ting didn't answer the question directly, saying: "They have a very well-established criminal network with hard-to-measure edges, stronger and more sophisticated than you might think..."
"Because of that bag of drugs?" His narration was interrupted by Yan Yan.
"… "
"That bag of drugs was unusual, and you recognized the clues in it, didn't you?"
Without waiting for Jiang Ting to speak, Yan Xun stood up and pressed close to him: "That kind of drug is the same thing as the fake Adela sold to Feng Yuguang, so you want to hide it, right?"
Jiang Ting folded his hands on the blanket of the hospital bed, and did not respond at all to the pressing questioning, not even changing his tone: "If you still want to entangle the bag of drugs, I said, I just want to It's all for itself."
The incandescent tubes in the ward hummed slightly, and other than that, only the two people's breaths sprayed each other's faces.
Yan Yan slowly leaned back and stood up straight, as if the aggressiveness just now did not exist, and suddenly said:
"The day before yesterday morning, the parents of the deceased Feng Yuguang came to Jianning from Beijing and went to the morgue to claim the body."
Jiang Ting did not respond.
"There is only one only son in the Feng family, his father is in business, and his mother takes care of him full-time at home very early. Feng Yuguang is very filial. Although he is sometimes playful, he never forgets to call and send gifts to his parents during Chinese New Year, festivals and birthdays. Home is a well-known and promising child among neighbors and relatives, and it is also the only sustenance and pride of parents."
"Every victim used to be their parents' sustenance and pride," Jiang Ting replied.
"His mother is almost 60 this year. She couldn't stand the excitement and fainted when she saw the corpse. My father kept crying in the city council meeting room, banging his head on the table, and several forensic doctors couldn't hold it. Their age I can no longer have a second child to talk about as pale comfort, and I will live in constant pain and despair for the rest of my life, day after day, with no end in sight."
"Jiang Ting." Yan Yan called out his name and said slowly, "The student who struggled to death in the freezer used to be a living person with parents, relatives, classmates and friends. For you, he is just a simple case on file. The three words of 'victim' are neat, for more people, he is their whole world. If the criminal does not obey the law, he will be haunted by rumors of drug addicts and will not rest in peace, if our police do not wash him Clearing the grievances, who can avenge him?"
"—Why can't you take revenge?" Jiang Ting asked back: "The other party used professional killers to clean up the aftermath. Do you think they would spare Hu Weisheng who stabbed the new drug in front of the police?"
"If you were the victim, would you be happy because the murderer was hacked?!" Yan Yan shouted categorically: "We bring criminals to justice, not only to comfort the families of the victims, but also to deter more and more people in advance. More serious crimes! If they have an entire drug trafficking network as you said, how many more Feng Yuguang will be killed in the future? How many grief-stricken Feng parents will our police receive at the body recognition scene?!"
Yan Yan's low end sound shook people's minds, and it seemed that even the cracks in the bricks and stones in the walls trembled secretly.
But Jiang Ting didn't even raise his eyebrows, and said lightly, "It's unnecessary. The police is just a profession. If you die, your parents will be equally heartbroken."
Jiang Ting is the kind of person who looks very gentle, from his facial features to his temperament. But that silky soft feeling is just an appearance, his inner toughness and indulgence are innate, it seems that no matter how generous and passionate oath, no matter how passionate his words are, it can't touch his firm and cold attitude.
Yan Yan's Adam's apple moved up and down, as if he was holding back something, and suddenly said, "You said you wanted to take that bag of drugs as your own."
Jiang Ting said nothing.
"But your blood test after the crash showed that you haven't used drugs for at least two years."
"… "
"So what do you, a non-drug user, want to bring back drugs, practice high school chemistry experiments?"
"It's fine when I want to sell it," Jiang Ting replied graciously, not surprised that Yan Xun checked his medical records: "Is this strange?"
He answered so smoothly and without any psychological barriers, someone else might have been choked on the spot. But Yan Xun is an old criminal policeman who has been working for more than ten years. Before Jiang Ting's voice could fall, he laughed coldly: "Okay, it's not surprising. But I'm more interested in the fact that you were killed after the explosion of the plastic factory. The official confirmed the sacrifice, but Yang Mei rescued you from the scene of the accident on the highway to Jianning. During this period of time, I thought you were kidnapped by drug dealers, but you are the leader of the anti-drug detachment. Tortured by drug dealers?"
"..." Jiang Ting's face changed slightly.
Immediately he asked back, "How do you know there is no torture?"
"—No, you don't need to take medical records, you don't need to take off your clothes." Yan Xun snatched it before Jiang Ting's words came out, and said, "Actually, I just want to ask you: why didn't you take ketamine?"
The confrontation was briefly frozen.
"Don't tell me that the information lured by drugs such as ketamine may be nonsense. We are all trained in interrogation. Drug dealers know better than us. It is better to speak nonsense than to leave you silent."
Jiang Ting finally asked, "What are you trying to say?"
Yan Yan stood upright, with his hands in his trouser pockets, because of the backlight, he looked extraordinarily tall, giving him a solid sense of oppression.
"You don't have a completely innocent and framed image with me, Captain Jiang." Yan Yan said calmly, "I hope you are still the fair and rigorous good policeman five years ago, but if you continue to prevent me from further investigation, I have to wonder if there is some unknown interest between you and the drug dealer."
Jiang Ting groaned, feeling ridiculous.
"It's getting late, let's do this today." Yan Yan turned around and dropped a sentence: "Take care of your injuries."
The door of the ward slammed shut, and Jiang Ting leaned back on the head of the bed, pinching his eyebrows with two fingers.
"..." He murmured after a long time, but made no sound.
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"Stupid!" With a crisp snap, Bureau Wei threw the document on the table in front of Yan Yan and shouted with all his strength.
Everyone in the conference room shrank their necks and shivered, only hating themselves for being opaque.
Only Yan Yan, who was the party involved, held a cigarette in his hand, his thighs were raised, and his face was expressionless at the spittle star who came from Wei Ju, and he exhaled a long cigarette ring.
"Why did you act alone? Why didn't you file a report? Why didn't you apply for a gun?! Even if you were killed by the criminal suspect! You even let the passing masses climb to the rooftop to check the situation, and were almost pushed down the stairs by the suspect and fell. Die, you are still in the hospital now! If your family members complain to the higher-level public security bureau later, I will definitely strip you off, tie you up, and send you to the top!"
"It's alright, old Wei," Yan Yan said leisurely, "I've been to the hospital, and the people were moved by the spirit of our police officers who risked their lives to handle the case, and promised not to complain."
"..." Wei Ju got angry in his dantian, exhausted his strength, and shouted, "Fart!"
Qin Chuan, who was sitting behind Yan Yan, was devastated by the pond fish. He silently took off his gold-rimmed glasses and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his spit.
"Xiao Gao!" Wei Ju's anger remained unabated: "Report the situation!"
Gao Panqing from the Field Service Team of the Criminal Police Detachment was hiding his body behind Ma Xiang to pretend he didn't exist, but he was called and had to stand up embarrassedly.
"Uh... The brothers from the field service and technical investigation re-examined the suspect Hu Weisheng's house overnight, and found a lot of fingerprint evidence on the drug-making tools recovered by the Yan team. At present, the trace inspection is still further investigation... For this reason, we urgently re-examine Hu Weisheng, but his surname is Hu's killing himself is just a fake drug seller, he doesn't know anything about the drug trade, and there is currently no breakthrough in oral confession..."
"He learned a lot from the attempted rape case in Gongzhou," Yan Yan frowned. "Drug making and selling is enough for him to eat a gun, but it took twenty years to sell counterfeit drugs to death."
He was mentioning the iron case that had been sealed in Gongzhou again, and Bureau Wei was about to explode: "Shut up your motherfucker!"
Yan Yan shrugged indifferently.
Bureau Wei turned to the technical investigator: "Since there is irrefutable evidence from fingerprints, why are you so anxious to pursue the confession?"
Gao Panqing felt that he was really a rebel, so he was forced to speak up when his immediate boss was scolded by his immediate boss. He bite the bullet and said: "Because it is impossible to form direct and direct evidence of Hu Weisheng's participation in drug production through fingerprint comparison..."
Wei Ju took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down his blood pressure, which had jumped to 180. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why, why, what?"
Gao Panqing's face was full of tears.
"—Because Hu Weisheng's fingerprints only exist at the bottom of the reaction tank, the middle and lower parts of the filter, and the hand-held positions on both sides of the top of the dehydrator, and the key operations in the drug production process such as the air release valve on the top of the gas tank, the cap of the medicine bottle and the hose interface No fingerprints were found."
Wei Jumei looked over, Yan Xun took out a soft Zhonghua from the cigarette case, and did not order it, while slowly kneading between his fingers, he meditated: "That is to say, Hu Weisheng has never operated these tools, he is only responsible for Handling and guarding, the real drug 'technician' is someone else."
—For some reason, the scene from a few hours ago suddenly appeared in his mind. It was a silhouette of a scene he caught in the backlight when he rushed to the entrance of the corridor after a moment of death on the rooftop.
Then he shook his head slightly, forcing himself to put the picture on hold for the time being.
"You..." Wei Ju habitually wanted to scold Yan Yan twice, but couldn't find the words, he was a little choked up at the time, and then grabbed the cigarette from his hand: "If you don't smoke it, give it to me, waste things, waste !"
Yan Yan: "…"
Han Xiaomei asked Huang Xing aggrievedly: "Director Huang, you have to scold you if you have nothing to do with it. Did Brother Yan learn from Wei Bureau?"
Huang Xing said in a low voice, "Shh—they are criminal investigators, and Bureau Wei didn't find a wife until he was almost forty years old..."
"The superior department attaches great importance to the 502 case, and the provincial department has already asked it twice." Bureau Wei glanced at the entire conference room and said solemnly: "Now the case has been wrapped up in drug production, armed guns and openly assaulting the police, we can't wait for the provincial government to wait. The department forced us to issue a military order, we must be proactive, set a time limit for our own people to solve the case, and make a breakthrough before the criminals have cleared other clues! Yan Yan."
Yan Yan just took out the third cigarette, and he lit the cigarette without hesitation: "Yes, you say."
When Bureau Wei saw how he was sitting behind the conference table with his legs crossed and his hands covered with bandages, he remembered the past when he handcuffed this rich second-generation gangster from the street back to the police station. The gangster dressed up like a dog and sneaked into the public security team. Now he was about to be promoted to the boss of the division level, and his blood pressure almost jumped to 180.
"If you don't solve the case within seventy-two hours, you won't even think about righting yourself for the rest of your life," Wei Ju said indignantly, "Take my clothes off and go home to inherit the coal mine!"
"..." Yan Yan stared at him dumbfounded, hesitant to speak, and finally couldn't help complaining:
"Without you, why are you so obsessed with stripping me today, I'm a straight..."
Before he finished speaking, he was almost hit by Wei Ju's ashtray, and his face was full of peach blossoms.
"Okay, okay," Yan Yan was helped up from under the table by someone, patted his chest a little embarrassedly, and said, "solve the case and solve the case, this is the solution. Old Gao!"
Gao Panqing looked back at him with "I beg you" eyes.
Yan Yan asked, "How long have you tried Hu Weisheng?"
"Three teams of people have been interrogated overnight, and it has been more than eight hours now. The surnamed Hu is not stupid. He knows that leaking a confession is a capital offense. Sexual evidence drugs were taken away again…”
Yan Yan waved his hand, interrupted his subordinates, and then raised an index finger at Bureau Wei.
"Give me an hour." Yan Yan said, "If you can't get a confession for the death penalty surnamed Hu within an hour, my surname is Wei."
Wei Ju was stunned.
Yan Xun swaggered out, and Bureau Wei was stunned for a while, then suddenly reacted and said angrily, "Is my old Wei family lacking such a cheap grandson as you?!"