civil forensic

Chapter 1051

Chapter 1051

The nights in Ningtai County are still relatively humid. Although the hygiene in the streets and alleys is quite good, it is difficult to be as spotless as in big cities.

Especially in places where few people walk, such as rooftops, corners of alleys, etc., there will be more dust or stains left. When illuminated by the headlights of a car, ordinary people can see tiny traces of footprints.

But in Jiang Yuan's eyes, the footprints brought too much information.

For example, the footprints with a slight green tint either mean that the person walked on the grass for a long time, or touched something like moss, and was nearby. Otherwise, if the person walked far away, the green would have disappeared.

A person's pace is also very interesting. There will be obvious differences in gait between a powerful pace and a relaxed pace. For example, a powerful pace usually moves the body's center of gravity forward, while some people's leisure pace often has the heels landing first, and so on.

Internationally, even in the great country of America, footprint identification is often limited to the footprint itself. However, Chinese footprint identification, thanks to Ma Yulin and others, began to study gait decades ago. This is not a simple identification, it can be regarded as a profile of a person to some extent.

When Jiang Yuan walked over, his attention was subconsciously diverted by the firm and powerful footsteps in front of the green caltrops on the ground.

Under the car's headlights, the footprints were clearly visible. Jiang Yuan frowned, but still waved and called for help, saying, "Bring a few more tactical flashlights over."

Mu Zhiyang took out a tactical flashlight directly from his belt, while his companions Wang Chuanxing and Wen Ming turned around and took out tactical flashlights from their backpacks in the car.

Mu Zhiyang first turned on the tactical flashlight and shone it on the footprints according to Jiang Yuan's instructions.

Jiang Yuan immediately fell into deep thought.

Soon, Jiang Yuan waved to the passenger in the car in front of him, "Brother, what did the person who just came here say to you?"

The people sitting in the front car are really his cousins. People in Jiangcun now prefer to rent Jiang Yongxin’s Alpha. After all, he is a rare entrepreneurial genius in Jiangcun, and everyone is willing to support him.

The first person to get off the car was Jiang Yuan's fifth brother, who was almost 40 years old and relatively calm. After recalling for a moment, he said, "He asked us if anyone was injured. When we said no, he told us to file an insurance claim ourselves. That's it."

"What else? Anything else to say?" Jiang Yuan's professional sensitivity had already come to the fore. He had met a living person in the middle of the night, and something had happened. Since he had come up, it was impossible for him to just say a few words.

The fifth brother didn't have any special ideas. After thinking for a while, he said, "Old Twelve also asked him if he was taking a walk. Because it was so late... He must have insomnia and couldn't sleep..."

Jiang Yuan frowned, then slowly shook his head: "His weight is not right."

"Huh?" Mu Zhiyang heard something was wrong and his hand had already touched the gun.

"Judging from the gait, this is the gait of a person carrying a load. This person is not only carrying a load...is he carrying a bag?" Jiang Yuan turned around and asked his fifth brother.

The fifth brother nodded: "Yes, I carried a bag, not too big, hey, it's quite similar to your bags."

He pointed over and saw Wang Chuanxing, who was carrying a tactical backpack and taking out a flashlight.

At this point, Jiang Yuan was basically certain. He waved to Wang Chuanxing and said, "Find out Bian Yizhang's footprints."

After saying that, Jiang Yuan took the tactical flashlight from Wang Chuanxing's hand and bent down to take a closer look.

In fact, he was basically certain that the footprints on the road belonged to Bian Yizhang, but this idea still contained some surprise.

On the other hand, once Jiang Yuan called out the three words "Bian Yizhang", the Ningtai County police would not be able to sleep tonight. It was possible that the police from several surrounding districts and counties would also be mobilized, hundreds of people in total, to guard the key points.

Therefore, Jiang Yuan is more cautious when making such an important judgment.

It doesn’t matter if the person runs away for a few minutes. Jiang Yuan participated in the design of Ningtai County’s surveillance system, and he can always be caught in the direction he runs.

Wang Chuanxing took out his PAD as quickly as possible and called up Bian Yizhan's footprints.

Jiang Yuan only took a few glances and was 100% sure, saying with certainty: "It is indeed Bian Yizhang's footprint."

"Is it really Bian Yizhang?" Wang Chuanxing was going crazy: "What is he doing here? Lao Mu, Lao Mu!"

As he was speaking, a dark shadow came silently from behind the car, taking small steps.

Bian Yizhang is an outstanding graduate of a community university. He had fought in many fights before he reached adulthood and had a lot of combat experience. He also taught himself some tactics.

He worked until several of his bosses were imprisoned, and then he gathered a group of people to do private slaughtering, specializing in selling water-injected beef. The money he made from this business was secondary, and the pleasure of injecting water into the cattle was the most important.

Later, this business was hit hard and could not continue, so Bian Yizhang opened a tobacco and liquor store. He still made money, but he was still not in a good mood.

It was nothing like now. When Bian Yizhang decided to fight hard, he felt the blood in his body pumping. At this moment, he was truly alive, and his life seemed to be sublimated.

The moment that really prompted Bian Yizhang to make the decision was when Mu Zhiyang took out the tactical flashlight and the holster appeared behind him.

At that time, Bian Yizhang suddenly thought that if he did not take action this time, next time, there might be more than one gunman with Jiang Yuan.

It is already early morning, and Jiang Yuan is still accompanied by a gunman. If it is confirmed that someone is lurking nearby, he will have to be vigilant 24 hours a day starting tomorrow.

Bian Yizhan is just one person, and he doesn't want others to share his reputation.

Based on Bian Yizhang's experience, he also knew that if he rushed straight through the alley entrance, he would most likely be shot into a hornet's nest by the gunmen around Jiang Yuan.

The double-barreled shotgun in his hand can only be fired at close range, and is mainly used for close combat and street fighting. It is most suitable for use in street melees, but not suitable for long-range shooting. There are only two bullets in total, and the trajectory of the barrel is not good enough. According to Bian Yizhang's experience, it is best to shoot within 5 meters, and the farthest is no more than 10 meters. The best distance is 3 meters, which is exactly the distance that the opponent cannot reach with cold weapons.

In short, the closer the gun in his hand is, the better. As for the power, there is no need to worry. Even if the opponent is wearing a bulletproof vest, he is sure to make him lose his combat effectiveness in a short time.

So, Bian Yizhang simply dropped his backpack, carried his weapon, wore a stab-proof vest, took a long detour, crossed the road from the side alley, and then walked quickly along the green belt from the rear of the car behind him.

Jiang Yuan and others were looking for footprints in the car in front and using flashlights, and no one noticed Bian Yizhang in the car behind.

It was not until they were more than ten meters away that Bian Yizhan crossed the green belt and went straight into the road. Holding a short-barreled shotgun in his hand, he increased his speed and trotted over.

His minimum goal was to kill Jiang Yuan, but it would be best if he could kill everyone else and then kidnap Jiang Yuan.

Bian Yizhang estimated that it was impossible to do this with just a gun, and if he wanted to use a long sword, he would need to conserve his energy. Therefore, even though his heart was beating wildly, he, who was quite experienced in fighting, maintained his energy and did not rush forward.

By the time Wang Chuanxing started to call out "Lao Mu", Bian Yizhang was only ten meters away from Jiang Yuan. The light from the car headlights began to shine on him.

Bian Yizhan then ran wildly without any concealment, and straightened the gun in his hand.

dong dong...

Under the dim street lights, in the quiet environment, Jiang Yuan and the others were discussing the footprints, but their bodies were still sluggish. They were all tired after a day's work, and if they hadn't encountered this, they would have gone back to rest.

At this moment, in this situation...

The hearts of everyone present began to pump wildly.

Wang Chuanxing shouted and then saw a black shadow. When he wanted to shout again, he couldn't make a sound.

Dong Dong, Dong Dong...

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the low sound of the idling engine and the heartbeat that seemed to be louder than the engine.

Mu Zhiyang subconsciously reached out to draw his gun, and at the same time moved in front of Jiang Yuan.

This was his physical reaction after many training sessions, and it was the fastest among the few people.

Bian Yizhang raised his gun without hesitation, aimed in the direction of Mu Zhiyang, and prepared to pull the trigger.

He was originally planning to kill the gunman first.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed towards Bian Yizhang.

Bian Yizhan, holding a gun in one hand and pulling the trigger with the other, was extremely nervous. Without thinking, he shot at the black shadow.

bang...

With a dull sound, the black shadow in the air shattered into pieces. It turned out to be the PAD that Wang Chuanxing had just held in his hand.

Bian Yizhang frowned, knowing that he was nervous, but it didn’t matter, he still had a bullet in his gun.

Without thinking, Bian Yizhang turned the gun and pointed it at Mu Zhiyang.

The biggest threat here is this gunman.

As long as he kills Mu Zhiyang, Bian Yizhang can even retreat and reload his shotgun.

Even if he ran out of time and was forced to attack, he could just drop his gun and draw his knife to chop the enemy. He could move forward and backward freely.

In Mu Zhiyang's eyes, the muzzle of Bian Yizhang's gun was almost visibly pointing at him.

As for Mu Zhiyang, because he wanted to get close to Jiang Yuan first, he hadn't even touched the gun.

Mu Zhiyang, who was already considered experienced, knew that he was going to be shot again, but tonight, he was not wearing a bulletproof vest. He didn't know if the experienced sternum could survive this disaster.

Jiang Yuan placed one hand on Mu Zhiyang's right shoulder.

Mu Zhiyang felt Jiang Yuan's strength, and the movement of his right hand reaching for the gun slowed down.

Bian Yizhang raised his chin with a smile.

boom!

The gunshot seemed to ring right next to Maki Zhiyang's ears.

Just when Maki Zhiyang secretly said "My life is over", his five senses started to work slowly and sensitively.

He suddenly saw clearly that there was red between Bian Yizhang's eyebrows.

Bian Yizhang's chin was not raised in provocation, but was forced to be raised simply because he was hit in the middle of his eyebrows by a bullet.

And the gunshots that Mu Zhiyang heard were indeed the gunshots that he heard.

At the same time, Mu Zhiyang felt a lightness on his waist, which meant his gun was taken away.

The one who took the gun and fired was Jiang Yuan.

Pistol shooting LV3, single-handed shooting at a close distance of ten meters, must not miss!

Bian Yizhang, killed!