The 502 frozen corpse case has finally been solved initially and has entered the interrogation process.
The work of the criminal police in the film and television drama ends when the criminal suspect is successfully arrested, but in fact, the really difficult battle begins at this time.
Interrogation, attacking the tough, using both hard and soft, eighteen martial arts and seventy-two means, identifying valid information from the confessions mixed with true and false criminals, deducting details and sentences, repeatedly interrogating them one by one, and even winning them all.
It is difficult to describe in words how much you advance and I retreat, and how many battles of wits and courage. The only thing that can be shown concretely is how many hours the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau has added, and how many lights are on in the office of the Deputy Detachment Commander. overnight.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and after hearing about it for a while, Yan Yan pushed out the door with wet black hair like a hedgehog, hummed a little yellow tune and entered the cloakroom, and took out the black hair from the drawer that couldn't be closed. The T-shirt, just about to put it on, then paused.
Then he threw away the T-shirt, bare the strong back muscles that had not dried off the water droplets, and opened the wardrobe that only came to the fortune on a blind date throughout the year.
Half an hour later, Vice Detachment Yan put on a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, waxed his hair to make a shape, wore a custom cesare attolini shirt and trousers, wore a watch that was more expensive than a car, and drove a car that cost the equivalent of ten watches. The car went out happily.
After another half an hour, Yan Fu's happy mood was severely challenged.
"No," he grabbed the ward round doctor casually, and compared eight to the ward in dissatisfaction: "I pay this amount every day, just to let them have a date here every day?"
Doctor: "… "
Yang Mei diligently scooped out the third bowl of chicken soup: "Come on, Brother Jiang, Xiao Liu boiled it for half the night, let's drink another bowl! Ah—"
Jiang Ting: "Wait, if you have something to say, put it down first..."
Yan Yan coughed heavily, straightened his sleeves, and walked towards the door with his head held high.
The image of Yan Yan in Yang Mei's heart is already very complicated. On the one hand, she is really grateful. On the other hand, whenever she sees Yan Yan's attitude of "I'm just indebted to you, come here", she feels inwardly. It resonated with Bureau Wei who wanted to send Yan Yan back to Mars with a fly swatter.
"I have something to discuss with Team Jiang," Yan Yan said in a seemingly kind but reserved tone, "You go out for a while, and you will come in later when I leave."
Yang Mei: "???"
Yang Meigang couldn't help but want to refute, Yan Yan glanced at Jiang Ting with an innocent face out of the corner of his eyes, and said in a more serious tone, "Ding Dang explained it."
"Yang Mei, let's go back first," Jiang Ting said immediately, "Come back when you are free."
"..." Miss Yang could only pack up, and left the ward in anger and swallowed her breath.
At the end of the corridor of the inpatient department on this floor, as soon as Yang Mei turned around the corner of the corridor, she saw a little girl in her early twenties with her arms hanging from the distance, walking slowly around the window. Yang Mei looked at the figure familiar, frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that this was the intern of the criminal investigation team who was sent to the hospital with Jiang Ting that night, what was her name Han Meimei.
- Han Xiaomei's injury cannot be considered serious, and she will definitely be sent to a public hospital according to normal procedures. But she brushed off Consultant Lu's coma and endangered light, and took her into this private hospital where everyone lived in a single ward like a hotel. The bill was naturally sent to her boss.
She was hanging her hands, carefully trying to move her stiff shoulders, when she suddenly heard a lazy but high female voice behind her: "Han Meimei?"
"Hey?"
As soon as Han Xiaomei turned her head, she was almost blinded by the beautiful young lady with 24K gold and diamond-studded dog eyes.
Yang Mei's dark maroon hair was rolled up, a necklace full of diamond keys hung from her snow-white neck, she was wearing a dark pink velvet skirt, nude pink lace-up suede high-heeled shoes, and carrying a bag that Han Xiaomei might not be able to afford for half a year's salary, she walked gracefully. , turned around Han Xiaomei for half a circle, her eyes with perfect makeup smudged with undisguised harshness, from her two-dollar plastic slippers all the way up to her unwashed head for three days.
"Are you the trainee policewoman who sat in the car with Brother Jiang when the accident happened?"
Han Xiaomei was frightened, and finally realized who the young lady was coming from:
"Yes, my name is Han Xiaomei, you must be Yang—"
Yang Mei circled around again, walking gracefully and swaying, showing her S-shaped body in all directions. She pressed Han Xiaomei's cheeks with two fingers painted with light pink nail polish, and gently brushed it over. , carefully observed the skin, that look is similar to the inspection of the teeth when buying a donkey.
Han Xiaomei's donkey was inspected with trepidation, only to hear Yang Mei lazily say, "The car that was crashed is mine."
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to..." Han Xiaomei didn't know why she felt conditioned and started to apologize.
"Do you interns have any other work to do?"
"I really didn't notice at the time... huh?"
"Follow Brother Jiang all day long, why don't you go to the street to catch thieves?"
Han Xiaomei is really a donkey, unaware of the undercurrent of murderous aura: "Oh, because Deputy Yan asked me to look at Jiang... Lu... Consultant Lu, he said that if there is any change, he will be notified as soon as possible, as long as Consultant Lu leaves halfway He will kill him immediately, so…”
Yang Mei's surprise was not small: "Yan Yan? Why?"
Han Xiaomei stretched her neck and looked into the distance, confirming that there was no one around, and then whispered, "I don't know, maybe a straight man's cancer spring heart is sprouting."
Yang Mei gasped and almost took three steps back on the spot. Han Xiaomei pouted and made a meaningful expression at her.
"..." However, as expected, Yang Mei dragged Jiang Ting out of the scene of the accident on the highway and sent him to the hospital to save his life. Over the years, she has passed through so many women with strong winds and waves. In the blink of an eye, she reacted in a matter of seconds. Zhong Nei quickly formulated an offensive and defensive strategy and opponents, and grabbed Han Xiaomei's rough hand:
"younger sister!"
Han Xiaomei: "???"
"Look at how thin you are, come with your sister." Yang Mei smiled like a vixen who just became a virgin, and said affectionately: "Hello, sister, please have a meal."
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"Ding Dang explained it?" At the same time in the ward, Jiang Ting confirmed.
Yan Yan pulled up a chair and sat on the side of the bed with his elbows resting on the armrests on both sides, fingers crossed, and two long legs crossed. He looked like a young and handsome CEO, looked at Jiang Ting with a smile for a while, and then he sang every word: "Of course~ of course~"
Jiang Ting said: "I thought she should be the one that is more difficult to conquer."
"It mainly depends on which great god personally went to the trial. Guess?"
The ward was full of sunshine, and a handful of lilies were inserted at the head of the bed, exuding bursts of fragrance. Jiang Ting's face was plain white, and at first glance it was the same color as the soft cotton-white hospital gown. He folded his arms in front of his chest and reclined on the loose pillow.
Although it is not obvious, the corners of his light red lips are indeed curved: "Isn't this great god sitting in front of me."
Yan Yan's smile deepened significantly.
"Hey, let's be serious." Yan Yan took a soft Chinese stick from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, then pulled the chair forward again: "How do you know that the girl surnamed Ding is the fourth kidnapper?"
Back in time more than ten days ago, Yan Yan stood by the police car and turned around, the window slowly lowered, revealing half of Jiang Ting's fair and cold cheeks, and said - not three kidnappers, but four.
So when Yan Yan broke into the door at the scene, he was the first to grab Ding Dang. After the explosion, he rushed to his death and grabbed Ding Dang's gun. Facts have proved that this judgment saved the life of the hostage.
Jiang Ting said, "It should be true that Ding Dang went to the police station, but he didn't want to turn himself in, but to report."
Yan Yan was personable and made a gesture of please continue.
"She wanted to sue Ding Jiawang, Chi Rui, Wang Le, and others. She said the same thing as she told Chu Ci later, and put the responsibility of planning drug trafficking and dealing with Hu Weisheng on her father. This coincides with Zhang Jiao's confession. Perhaps the two mothers and daughters secretly discussed what to say in the event of an unforeseen incident before the drug trafficking, which is understandable, after all, the vast majority of women love their children more than their husbands."
"So after Diao Yong was under control, Ding Dang discovered the police's surveillance personnel, and she knew that she was already suspected. At this time, the only idea she could think of was to get a head start, so she went to the police station and planned to throw out the prepared speech." Jiang After taking a breath, he said, "However, perhaps through observation, conversation or other means, Chi Rui and others first noticed that she had a different heart, so it was better to do it first and tied her back."
"Then she chose to cooperate with the kidnappers," Yan Yan said.
"Yes, she has to." Jiang Ting said, "Because your speculation is very correct, the female accomplice in Hu Weisheng's car on the night of the 502 case was Ding Dang, and even, she may have deliberately murdered Feng Yuguang."
Yan Yan drank the cigarette, looked at him for a moment with a half-smile, and finally leaned back in the chair and repeated slowly, "Intentional murder."
He didn't speak for a long time, as if he was enjoying the moment of being alone with Jiang Ting, and then he asked, "You can guess this, tell me why?"
"Feng Yuguang has been relying on psychoactive drugs such as Adderall and Modafinil to pass the exam. He should have a fixed and trusted seller in Beijing. But after coming to Jianning, because the express delivery of illegal drugs is risky, and the purchase demand is very urgent , He accepted Ding Dang, who was close to the water and received the first month, as a new source of supply. What he didn't expect was that Ding Dang actually wanted to kill him."
"Feng Yuguang's penultimate phone call on the night of the crime was to Ding Dang. I guess Ding Dang gave him another mobile phone number without real-name registration after receiving the call. This is also a way for her to confuse the follow-up investigation. The means. After Feng Yuguang dialed the registered mobile phone number without his real name, he got into Hu Weisheng's car according to the instructions, and the rest should be the same as what you guessed before."
Jiang paused, leaned his head back on the soft pillow, and subconsciously rubbed his throat.
Yan Yan had already discovered that this was Jiang Ting's habit of thinking, he watched intently, suddenly felt a little tight in his throat, and couldn't help swallowing.
- As if the hand was gently rubbing his neck.
"Then why do you suspect her intentional murder?" As if to disguise her abnormality, Yan Yan abruptly looked away and asked with a smile, "Perhaps she just wanted to seduce Feng Yuguang to take drugs, but she just got the wrong product."
Jiang Ting shook his head.
"The medicine Feng Yuguang took was a failed product imitated by Ding Jiawang, and it should have been destroyed long ago. Even if there is a surplus, it will not be piled in the pot like methamphetamine, and the possibility of 'getting the wrong product by hand' Not much. Besides, Hu Weisheng might not even know that Ding Dang wanted to kill Feng Yuguang, otherwise he would not have touched Feng Yuguang's bag and sold it to a second-hand luxury store the next day, leaving such an obvious clue to himself— In order to protect Ding Dang, Hu Weisheng's attitude was very firm. Facing such a loyal and daring boyfriend, if Ding Dang wanted to kill Feng Yuguang without even Hu Weisheng, the motive for the murder should be relatively delicate."
Speaking of which, Jiang Ting changed the conversation and smiled: "But I also said that this is all speculation. The sentencing for intentional homicide is different, Ding Dang should not admit it."
Yan Yan clicked his tongue, and stopped his index finger towards Jiang in the air: "She admits it."
Even Jiang Ting was a little surprised, "Oh?"
"It was just me who came under me. I personally led people to fight for a long time, literally digging three feet of the Ding's small courtyard, and I found evidence that lived up to expectations. Guess what?"
This time, Jiang Ting made a gesture of "please speak".
"Corpse."
Yan Yan looked at the surprised eyes on the opposite side and said, "More than a dozen dead stray cats and dogs were poisoned, and the death dates were very close. Several claws were tested for Ding Dang's DNA."
Jiang Ting took a breath and understood: "Test the lethal dose."
"—Deliberately poisoning, the evidence is like a mountain." Yan Hao applauded: "The girl collapsed on the spot, hahaha!"
The witnesses, physical evidence, and confession case files are all corresponding, forming a strict chain of evidence, which completely nailed this gun-to-drug killing gang to death.
Yan Yan fought this battle, and it can be described as beautiful.
"Then Hu Weisheng was really introduced to his daughter by Ding Jiawang?" Jiang Ting asked.
Yan Yunyi waved his hand: "Hey, listen to that girl's nonsense. The boss of Sanchun Flowers KTV, who looks like a bamboo pole, has explained that Ding Dang was their famous courtesan a long time ago. Maybe Hu Weisheng always invited her to drink, one to two to two. People hooked up, and then Ding Jiawang was pulled into the water to start making drugs, and there was no such thing as forcing a good prostitute from beginning to end."
Jiang Ting seemed to be a little emotional and sighed, "This girl."
"Young people these days, tsk tsk tsk..."
Jiang Ting squeezed his chin lightly and shook his head without agreeing.
"What do you think?" Yan Yan asked sensitively.
"...I'm thinking." Jiang Ting said slowly, "Ding Dang is the source of these people's drug production, and the hub that connects Hu Weisheng's drug trafficking channel to Ding Jiawang. At the same time, to Hu Weisheng or more men, she is like a drug. Just as tempting, deadly, addicting…”
He seemed to be thinking about an appropriate description, and finally said, "I don't know why, this trait makes me very uncomfortable."
Yan Yan noticed that the words he used were not disgust, disgust, or even disgust.
is uncomfortable.
- A person may feel uncomfortable with a certain trait because the three views are contradictory, or it may be because he sees the side of himself that he is unwilling to face.
"You don't mind her, how could a death-row inmate feel comfortable." Yan Yan had no abnormal expression, and relaxed his cervical vertebrae very naturally, as if he suddenly remembered something: "Oh, yes, Hu Weisheng's autopsy results Out."
Jiang Ting raised his eyes.
"A peanut allergy."
"…?"
"The diacetylmorphine that killed him was previously applied for training by the police dog brigade. When it was sent back, it was mixed with glucose and peanut powder. I have already brought some trainers to arrest them." Yan Yan said lightly. Said: "Officer Lu asked Lao Huang to check the contraband warehouse and found that several drugs were of wrong purity. The joint responsibility is now being settled."
Jiang Ting nodded thoughtfully, and after a while he said, "What a coincidence."
Indeed - a coincidence.
Even if there were a few sticks of heroin mixed with impurities, how could it be peanut powder, and why was it given to Hu Weisheng, who is allergic to peanuts
In every detail on the night of Hu Weisheng's death, which part was the will of heaven, and which part was intentional
"Unfortunately, I couldn't find it out for a while, but luckily it was long in Japan." Yan Yan leaned over and swept Jiang Ting's chest with the back of his hand, jokingly said: "It was long in Japan—fortunately, your little life was given to me by me. Picked it up."
Jiang Ting looked at him quietly, and there seemed to be some obscure emotions flashing in the depths of his eyes.
"Let's take good care of Team Jiang." Yan Yan smiled and said, "Since Xizi holds the physique of the past at every turn, he won't dare to tire your big Buddha casually in the future."
He stood up and stretched comfortably, squeezing each knuckle, and suddenly heard Jiang Ting call out, "Yan Yan."
The voice was not high, and at first glance there was nothing unusual, so Yan Yan looked over.
Jiang Ting leaned on the head of the snow-white hospital bed, his eyes were as calm as a pool of deep water, and he said:
"Thank you. On the day I return to Gongzhou in the future, if it is convenient, can you take me on the road?"
They just stared at each other quietly for a moment, Yan Yan showed an inexplicable smile, as if a small pebble was thrown into the lake without causing any ripples. Throw:
"Let's talk about it later. Yang Mei has many eyes on KTV. It's best to go to my house after she is discharged from the hospital."
Jiang Ting firmly caught the parabola, only to see a key in his palm, his expression slightly condensed.
"Let's go," Yan Yan didn't look back, waved his hand, opened the door of the ward and walked out.
The snow-white room was quiet again, the sunlight passed through the glass windows, and a crystal clear drop of water slowly fell from the lily petals.
Jiang Ting gently threw the key on the bedside and breathed out silently.
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"Yo, Brother Yan, did you just come back from a blind date?"
At the entrance of the Criminal Investigation Building of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Yan Xun stepped up the steps like an enclave, and sneered at the joking teasing of several criminal police officers below: "What is a blind date, vulgar! - Have the materials been sorted out? Are the evidence sheets ready? The case file is transferred to Is the procuratorate? None? What are you doing here without you! Go back to work!"
The detectives scattered with their cigarettes in their hands.
"Hey, Lao Yan—" Huang Xing, the director of technical investigation, stood at the door of the deputy detachment's office, and seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and Misheng immediately turned around and called out.
Yan Yan looked at him up and down, "What's the matter with you, borrow money?"
Huang Xing smiled dryly, but did not hide the worries and contradictions in his eyes.
This appearance is very unusual, Yan Yan unconsciously frowned, and sure enough, Huang Xing coughed reluctantly: "The child's jacket found on the roof of the sniper building on the night of the operation has some old bloodstains on it, and the DNA test results have just been made. Out."
Yan Yan's expression froze slightly.
"Officer Lu," Huang Xing hesitated before speaking, "Officer Lu asked you to come over."
"..." Yan Yan laughed, and all the emotions on Zhang Jun's face magically took away, and he patted Huang Xing on the shoulder: "I'll go right now."
He really turned around and walked towards the elevator without even asking a word. On the contrary, Huang Xing chased after him for half a step, as if he wanted to explain something, but in the end he held back abruptly.
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Chief's Office.
dong dong dong!
As soon as the knock on the door fell, a familiar voice came from inside: "Come in."
Yan Yan pushed open the door and entered.
Behind the large desk, the back of the swivel chair is facing the door, and an arm is vaguely exposed. The desktop computer screen on the desktop was turned at an angle, Yan Yan's eyes fell on it, and he first recognized that the background of the window was very familiar - the public security intranet.
The familiar face he had only seen half an hour ago, carrying three four-pointed star flowers, cast an indifferent and clear look at him.
Yan Yan's footsteps stopped.
"The sniper who fired four bullets at the scene of the police operation and fled, pressed a child's T-shirt with stones on the ground before leaving, and there were old bloodstains on the clothing on his chest and abdomen. After DNA comparison, it was found in a police rescue operation three years ago. The extracted bloodstains overlap."
The armchair was turned around, and Ju Lu looked at Yan Yan calmly:
"It belongs to Gongzhou Municipal Public Security Department, the former second captain of the Anti-drug Corps, Jiang Ting."