Heping Road Police Station, Fuyang District.
At noon, the sun was blazing, and the violent storm last night disappeared as if it had never happened. The long alley is very lively, with the sounds of hawking, horns, and all kinds of shouting one after another; there is an endless stream of people who come to the police station to do business, and the electric cars are crowded all the way from the parking shed to the road.
A girl in a white dress staggered and stopped at the entrance of the alley.
"..." With the rapid ups and downs of her chest, she let out an indistinct panting sound and opened her eyes wide at the gate of the police station. Several students passed by waving their schoolbags, and looked back at her curiously.
Finally, as if making some sort of determination, she took a shaky step forward.
"Beep-"
The car honked its horn, and in the face of the cursing of passers-by, it forced its way out of the alley, and slowly drove to the girl's side, and suddenly lowered the car window, and then came a fierce and low voice from inside:
"Come up!"
The girl seemed to be stabbed by a red needle, her footsteps froze.
There were a few whispers in the car, and then someone opened the car door from inside, grabbed the girl, and dragged her directly in!
"…!"
The girl let out a short, low exclamation, and then seemed to dare not speak, and never made any sound again.
The door slammed shut again, the windows rose slowly, and through the bustling gate of the police station, the winding alley opened.
·
Jianning City Public Security Bureau.
"How the hell did you do it for me, a few big men let a little girl run away from under my nose, are you all shit in your mind?!"
With a loud bang, Yan Yan slammed the stack of case files on the conference table. The three or four policemen below were all blushing and didn't even dare to lift their heads.
"Idiot! Ignorance! Being played around by a girl!" Yan Yan pointed over their heads one by one, and the scolding could be heard all over the floor: "Don't stay in the investigation team next season, get back to me. The logistics are going to eat dirt! When will you come back after the top three exams, if you can't pass the exam, you will have to go to the police station for the rest of your life!"
The door opened in response, Qin Chuan covered his mouth with one hand and coughed awkwardly.
"That... Lao Yan, Ding Jiawang and his wife have been arrested, and they are staying in the two interrogation rooms for separate trials."
Yan Yan snorted coldly from his nose, turned around and walked away, while several criminal policemen shuddered.
"I don't know." Ding Jiawang sat in the shadow of the interrogation room, his eyes were clearly blue and black, and his voice was hoarse but decisive: "Although Ding Dang is my daughter, she is already a big girl, and she doesn't usually live in school. Go home, I don't care about her affairs."
Yan Yan stood outside the single-sided glass with his hands behind his back, wearing a Bluetooth headset, the air pressure around his body was so low that it seemed that the June snow could drift out at any time.
His state obviously affected his subordinates in the interrogation room, so that when Ma Xiang opened his mouth, he was not as angry as Ding Jiawang: "After our investigation, your daughter Ding Dang has driven a red Toyota Camry to and from the mall many times. , this car was registered in the name of your wife's cousin Liu Wanqiu using some kind of fraudulent means, don't you know anything about it?"
"I don't know. I don't know what car she has."
With a loud bang, Ma Xiang suddenly got up and took a high-definition surveillance picture in front of Ding Jiawang: "Lie!"
Ding Jiawang's breathing was slightly rapid.
- In the picture, the red Camry is parked at the entrance of the International Finance Center mall, and the Ding family and his wife are getting out of the open car door.
"This is shopping mall surveillance during Chinese New Year." Ma Xiang said coldly, "You don't know she has a car, so are you fucking riding a hearse?!"
"...I thought it belonged to her classmate," Ding Jiawang said with trembling lips, "she told me it was her classmate's car, so I didn't ask more."
This appearance can be called a rogue. Ma Xiang looked down at him from a high position, and stubbornly adjusted the outer collar of the police uniform:
"Let me tell you, the two interns you brought, Feng Yuguang died for nothing, and Chu Ci's life and death are uncertain. This case is no longer something you can handle. Now your daughter is missing, no matter if she absconded or Being kidnapped by drug dealers is very unlikely to be safe. You'd better cooperate with our police immediately. The best outcome can at least save your daughter's life..."
Ding Jiawang, who seemed to be vulnerable at any time, suddenly retorted hoarsely and asked, "How do you know that it wasn't Chu Ci who kidnapped my daughter?"
"you-"
"My daughter is missing, and I am the father who is most worried. You police officers didn't solve the case quickly and help me find my daughter. Instead, you took our husband and wife to the police station for no reason. What's the reason?"
Ma Xiang focused on the table: "We have sufficient evidence..."
"Even if my daughter really faked it and bought a car by pretending to be her cousin, that's not a criminal offense, right? How many years will you be sentenced to for buying a car by impersonating your name?"
Ding Jiawang's face was pale, and his hands under the table were shaking, but the fear of ruining his life actually propped up some kind of strength, which made him bear Ma Xiang's stormy interrogation: "Just by The car said that my daughter was involved in drug trafficking, and I also said that the car was not my daughter's at all! Do you have any evidence? Do you have the license plate number? Who knows if your police can't solve the case, just find other faults, okay Take my daughter as a crime?!"
Yan Yan suddenly kicked over the chair outside.
He has no chain of evidence!
The red Camry had its license plate removed before it was burned, and the engine and frame coding had long since been worn away. The relationship between the offending vehicle and Ding's family, and even the suspicion of Ding Dang, are all based on an illusory premise - Jiang Ting's reasoning about the license plate number.
But reasoning is not criminal investigation. Reasoning pays attention to wonderful ideas, ups and downs plots, and beautiful endings; criminal investigation involves a lot of boring and repetitive work, and all human and material resources are spent on the pursuit of empirical evidence and the organization of a complete chain of evidence.
If you want to nail Ding Jiawang to death, you must get something harder.
The phone vibrated in his pocket, and a text message came from the surnamed Lu:
"Did the electrician find it?"
Yan Yan's face was sinking like water, he waved his hand to stop the detective who had the courage to go forward, he helped the kicked down chair, walked to the corner of the window sill, pressed the voice button and whispered: "I found it. The chemical factory. There are eight or nine mechanics in charge of repairing power lines, and one of them, Wang Le, didn’t come to work for two days. According to his family, he lost more than 100,000 in gambling some time ago.
Another text message flashed: "Phone location?"
"Tsk, what the fuck do you need to say? He called his wife at 8:30 the night before yesterday and said he couldn't go back for dinner. That was the last call on his cell phone, and Lao Huang was asking someone to make an emergency positioning!"
The phone went silent.
Yan Yan stared at the dimmed screen, and suddenly a thought came into his mind: Why didn't he get back to me
Don't be me talking too aggressively, is he not happy
As soon as this idea came up, Deputy Yan's detachment was almost shocked by his delicate, girl-like mind. Immediately at this moment, the phone vibrated again, and it lit up in front of his eyes:
"Won't Ding Jiawang explain?"
... this person. Yan Yan unconsciously let out a sigh of relief, wondering why this guy looks like he has clairvoyance.
"Yeah, I won't admit it." Yan Xun whispered in his voice: "I have sent people to check the bank accounts of the Ding family and all Ding Jiawang's own operations in the chemical plant, but even if it is found out that he is applying for It's hard to pry open the mouth of this bastard immediately when using controlled raw materials secretly and more evidence. Hey, I said, Team Jiang, do you have any ideas? Pump out the refrigerant of the air conditioner so that the air outlet can spray ice balls on the suspect. Can't count."
The surnamed Lu didn't reply, and didn't even show the "typing" sign.
Thirty seconds passed, and a minute passed.
The minute hand moves back two or three steps.
... No way, Jiang Ting is helpless too? Yan Yan thought unexpectedly.
"I really don't want it, take it back." In the hotel box, Jiang Ting pushed away Yang Mei's spoon several times and frowned, "I'm not Yan Yan, what do you want to make up for me by calling this big bowl of pig brains?"
Yang Mei: "Stop typing on your phone, have a good meal, the bastard surnamed Yan is just treating you as a long-term worker..."
Yan Yan had a strange expression on his face, and couldn't help looking at his phone every few seconds. After he watched it more than ten times, suddenly the door was banged twice, and then Director Huang of the technical investigator rushed in: "I said Lao Yan! That girl surnamed Ding—"
hum—
voice!
Yan Yan almost picked up the case file and blocked Huang Xing's mouth, and immediately opened the news point to his ears, only to hear Jiang Ting's voice ringing, which was always uneventful:
"Ding Jiawang's wife Zhang Jiao is a housewife who has never worked outside. She has limited knowledge and social connections. It is unlikely that Ding Jiawang will tell her the specific criminal records of Chi Rui and others. That is to say, the criminal record of these outlaws is the system. Zhang Jiao doesn't understand whether it's guns, drug trafficking, or rape and murder."
"A mother gave birth to a daughter, and her daughter is still very beautiful. What worries her the most? You might as well start from this aspect and get to the bottom of the mother's heart. It will be very easy to disintegrate or even collapse her defense line."
The voice stopped here, Yan Yan slowly put down the phone, and took a thoughtful breath.
"Old Yan!" Huang Xing finally seized the opportunity to speak, and couldn't wait to say: "Don't be stunned, the Fuyang District Heping Road Police Station just received a notice of assistance to investigate and told us that they found the trace of the girl Ding Dang - she was less than a month away from the gate of the police station. A black car got on a hundred meters away, and the surveillance video came back!"
In an instant, like a flash of light, Yan Yan interrupted Huang Xing: "What is she doing at the police station?"
Huang Xing did not respond.
"She turned herself in, or went to expose someone." Yan Yan murmured: "But halfway through the black car... Maybe she was followed or even stopped, maybe there were several men in the black car, more than Zhang Jiao imagined. Dangerous…”
Huang Xing was confused: "What? What did you say?"
"It's too late to explain, you listen to me." Yan Xun patted Director Huang on the shoulder and strode out: "Send me the surveillance footage from the Fuyang District Police Station, and I will personally arraign Zhang Jiao!"
·
In the hotel box, Jiang Ting released the voice button, put down the phone, and just picked up the spoon again, when he suddenly felt a cold, resentful gaze cast on the opposite side.
"..." Jiang Ting asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"
Today, Yang Mei wore a light green dress, a new spring and summer style from an international brand, with light makeup, pure girly perfume, and the legendary masculine lipstick; she showed a pair of eyes from behind the sea bowl where the pig's brain was stewed with Gastrodia elata. After blinking for a while, he slowly asked, "Who is beautiful?"
"?"
"I sometimes feel like I'm actually pretty too... do you think so?"
Jiang Ting: "..."
The box was unusually quiet, Jiang Ting's spoon was frozen in the air, and he pondered for a long time under the expectant gaze on the opposite side.
"That girl is suspected of drug trafficking, you must eat pig's brain." Jiang Ting smiled, decisively leading the battle: "Yan Yan is the most beautiful."
·
The door of the interrogation room was pushed open with a "Hoo!" Zhang Jiao, like a ghost enclosed in an invisible prison, shivered suddenly and raised her head.
Yan Yan slammed the door behind her back, strode into the room, and put her laptop on the small iron table for interrogation: "Zhang Jiao?"
"… "
"My colleague said you've only said one thing ever since you stepped into the city bureau's door: 'I have a bad throat, I can't speak until I see a lawyer'—is that right?"
Zhang Jiao tightly closed her tiny wrinkled mouth, cowering, timid and alert.
She is indeed in poor health, and her long-term chronic diseases make her unsuitable for work, but Ding Jiawang's income as an engineer in a private company is not enough to support a pampered wife at home. Yan Yan's stern gaze swept across her crow's feet, sagging eye bags, and decree lines on both sides of her nose. Ignoring her dodge, she sneered and called up the monitor from the computer. The video was clicked to play:
"Don't talk, see for yourself."
On the screen captured by the high-definition surveillance camera, it was crowded at noon. The girl in the white skirt was wrapped in the coming and going of people, staggering inconspicuously, and her weak back was like an ant that could be crushed at any time.
Zhang Jiao's drooping eyelids gradually widened, and her pupils tightened like thorns—
A black Alto stopped in front of the girl, a man's hand stretched out from the door, and dragged her daughter in!
"… clang... clang clang!"
Zhang Jiao didn't speak for a few hours after entering the interrogation room, and the sudden exclamation was extremely hoarse. But Yan Yan ignored it, took out a few pieces of paper from her computer bag, and slapped her backhand in front of her: "Do you know who is in that car?"
Zhang Jiao glanced at it, and between Yan Yan's fingers, she saw that the heads of the pieces of paper were printed in bold letters - the notice of assistance.
She closed her mouth like an old clam.
"How did Ding Jiawang tell you, 'The salary in chemical industry is too low these days. I do some business with a few friends from Taoism, please don't yell at others'? Or 'Those who are greedy in the official capital are also bosses. There are no good people, if I can get out like those friends, my family will be rich earlier'?"
Yan Yan looked at Zhang Jiao's increasingly pale face, and mocked: "Dan Ding Jiawang probably never told you, what kind of cases have those so-called friends on the Tao committed?"
Zhang Jiao watched him move his hand away, and several notices of assistance with clear frontal portraits jumped into view.
Wang Le, Chi Rui, Hu Weisheng—yes, she knew them all, and she had met her husband more or less a few times. But the words printed under the familiar faces are so unfamiliar, "child molestation", "robbery and rape", "rape and murder"...
Zhang Jiao's brain was buzzing, and her eyes were black.
"Your daughter was taken away by them at the entrance of the Heping Road police station. What does she want to do? Turn herself in or report?" Yan Yan paused and smiled mockingly: "But it doesn't matter what she thinks, the name Hua Ji The girl has been out of contact for almost four hours, and I reckon it has happened. If your throat hurts for a while, the police can only hope that we are lucky and have a 1% chance of finding her corpse… "
"Save - save her!" Zhang Jiao screamed desperately: "Please save her quickly! I said, I said! She is innocent and she doesn't know anything!"
Yan Yan slowly stood up straight and stared at Zhang Jiao's cloudy eyes full of tears from top to bottom.
"Wuhai, they have a 'laboratory' in Wuhai." Zhang Jiao couldn't help sobbing: "I don't know exactly where it is. It should be a factory building. They rented it in the name of processing, processing molds and packaging— Save my daughter, Dangdang was all killed by her father, and those people were brought home by her father, she is really special and pure... "
Yan Yan finally raised his head and made a gesture to the single-sided glass window that could not see the outside world.
In another room outside the glass window, countless criminal police and technical investigators quickly got busy.
"How did Ding Jiawang harm her?" Yan Yan asked in a deep voice, "He also knows about Ding Dang's relationship with Hu Weisheng?"
Zhang Jiao seemed to be unable to speak, and shook her head as she nodded.
"Hu Weisheng is more than ten years older than Ding Dang, and he has no money. What does Ding Jiawang like about him? Drug trafficking channels?"
Zhang Jiao's trembling frequency became more obvious when she heard the word "drug trafficking", almost as if dead leaves were about to fall from the branches, but she still managed to squeeze a voice out of her throat: "Hu, Hu Weisheng has a bag of Fans, special - very powerful, worth a lot of money. They say that if they can analyze the structure and make the same thing, they will not be able to earn all the money lying down in this life... "
At that moment, Yan Yan's expression changed drastically, and the expressions of many detectives outside the interrogation room also changed.
"What powder? Is it blue?" Yan Yan shouted, "Where did Hu Weisheng get this bag of blue powder?!"
"I don't know, and I don't know exactly what's going on—" Zhang Jiao burst into tears, nodded and shook her head, her whole person looked confused.
"I've heard, I've heard that as long as a little bit of that powder is applied, even if it is watered, it can be addictive to the skin - Hu Weisheng once got drunk and boasted that he used to work for a very big boss and took advantage of the fact that people were not paying attention. If you stole this package, as long as you can figure out the formula, you will be rich in the second half of your life, make a fortune - you hurry up and save my daughter, please, I really don't know anything, she is innocent Yes!…”
Yan Yan hurried out of the interrogation room, and several criminal policemen hurried forward to meet him, but he did not stop, shaking with the freshly released notices of assistance in his hand.
"Hurry up and take these pieces to the shredder and shred them. This time, you must remind me. When the case is solved, I will add chicken legs to the artist in the propaganda department! Da Gou! Lao Gao asked Da Gou to take the bag of hydrogen from last time. Bring me the copper oxide, and then go with me to judge Ding Jiawang's grandson! Ma Xiang will go to the next door to mention Diao Yong!"
His subordinates responded in succession, only Gao Panqing took two steps, and suddenly recalled: "Wait Brother Yan - we deceived Hu Weisheng with copper hydroxide, but Ding Jiawang, who specializes in medicinals, may not be able to …”
"You know shit." Yan Yan said impatiently: "Who told you that I would use copper hydroxide to catch Ding Jiawang? From the beginning to the present, our goal has always been Diao Yong, do you understand?"
"!" Gao Panqing was so excited that he almost flew up on the spot, turned around and walked away with the soles of his feet fluttering.
"—By the way, and you." Suddenly Yan Yan glanced at Han Xiaomei standing behind the table, seemed to remember something, and pulled her into the corner.
"Yan Yan Yan Vice..."
"Any information about 'Blue Fan' that Zhang Jiao explained just now, including the so-called very powerful boss, is not allowed to mention a word to Consultant Lu without my permission." Yan Yan stared at her eyes: "Did you hear me? ?"
Han Xiaomei stood at attention in shock: "Yes!"