wavenovel Chapter 1245 Raid
Chapter 1245 Raid
Chapter 1245 Raid
"Check each other's equipment, tighten your gear, and recheck your weapons... Let's go!"
Jiang Yuan was dressed neatly and was checked by several people before running out of the car.
The initial suspected victim, Li Ningxia, is still missing. In this case, Jiang Yuan would rather arrive at the scene as soon as possible. If necessary, whether it is on-site investigation, on-site interrogation, or making any coordination decisions, it will be faster and more accurate.
Maki Zhiyang was wearing a heavy bulletproof vest with ceramic pieces inserted in his chest and back. He had a basin collar on his neck and additional shoulder pads. He was holding a small transparent round shield and a pistol in his hands, looking like he could block a volley of bullets at any time.
Wen Ming was carrying a Type 09 shotgun and was only wearing a bulletproof vest. There was a pistol hanging in the holster on his waist. He was also standing beside Jiang Yuan, looking around with sharp eyes.
Among Cui Qishan, Xiao Si and other criminal police officers from the Beijing Bureau, only a few wore bulletproof vests, and the rest wore stab-proof suits at most, and less than half carried guns.
Cui Qishan commanded on the scene: "Tangluxing Trading Co., Ltd. This is it, on the 6th floor. The suspect's phone is in the room, take a look at the photos... Group elevator, Group fire escape, Group on standby downstairs, seal the door. Captain Jiang?"
He asked politely.
Jiang Yuan nodded.
"Let's go." Cui Qishan was the first to enter the elevator.
The people behind were rushing around, either getting into the elevator or climbing the stairs, all in silence.
When catching such serious criminals, the police will also be very nervous. They are not worried about not being able to beat the criminal, but are mainly worried that the suspect will escape, and secondly that the suspect will die.
Some serious criminals know that they have problems, so they like to reserve strange escape routes at home and in the company. Some routes are obviously unsafe, but the serious criminals think they are Jackie Chan. Some lazy guys don't even try a few more times. When the police come, they will fail because of nervousness. It is inevitable that they cannot be Jackie Chan, which is very troublesome for the police involved in the operation.
Of course, the stupidest thing is to see a large group of police officers confronting with guns. During the confrontation, if the police are not careful, they may have to bear the brunt of the consequences. Such dangerous actions make the participating police officers very nervous.
The rising elevator opened silently, and the criminal police who came out of the fire escape stood silently in the office area of "Tangluxing Trading Co., Ltd."
This is a very small trading company with about 20 to 30 workstations and three transparent small rooms. There are only a dozen company employees on site. The total space is about 200 square meters. More than a dozen police officers are crammed in, and all the windows are filled.
"What's the matter?" The employees all saw the problem, but some stood up and asked nervously, some just quickly deleted the browser history, and others calmly took out their bags and started stuffing the dolls and other things on their desks into them one by one.
"We are from the Criminal Police Brigade of Zhengguang Bureau." Xiao Si showed his ID and said, "Everyone sit still, keep your hands off the keyboard and mouse..."
This is not an economic case, and people are not too concerned about the electronic evidence at the scene.
The focus of everyone's attention is still the company's boss Zhang Zhanjun.
Sitting alone in the office, he was only wearing a T-shirt with obvious signs of exercise, but the traces of time were clear on his face, making him look like an older generation man in his 40s, with a sense of vicissitudes of life.
Jiang Yuan followed Cui Qishan inside, and several policemen filled the small office.
"What's your name?" Cui Qishan and two other strong criminal police officers arrived before putting the gun into the holster and asking.
Zhang Zhanjun was pressed down on the boss chair and didn't even have the chance to stand up.
He looked around at the policemen on both sides and suddenly laughed out loud: "Interesting, you came to my office and asked me what my name is?"
It's clear from what he said that he has never been educated by the government's iron fist.
Regardless of his current mood, Cui Qishan forced himself to straighten his face, compared it with the photo he was holding, nodded his head, and continued to ask: "What's your name? Tell me quickly!"
As he was asking questions, the policeman next to him started to handcuff him.
After this series of actions, people who were not prepared would have panicked.
Zhang Zhanjun panicked for a moment, but soon calmed down again and asked, "Can I make a phone call?"
"Tell me your name first." For criminal police, this step is very important, just like when giving an injection in the hospital, the nurse will repeatedly ask the patient "What's your name?", and when taking a Didi, the driver will ask for the "last digit of your mobile phone number."
Because there are so many chances of mistakes - most of them are not wrong, but if there is one such accident a year, the whole team will be carved into sitting statues, so everyone should take measures to avoid this as much as possible.
Even Cui Qishan, who was holding the photo of the suspect, actually didn't look very similar to Zhang Zhanjun's current image. He had to make his determination based on features such as eyebrows and eyes, and he was worried that his adrenaline would get too high and he would make a mistake.
"Zhang Zhanjun." Zhang Zhanjun, whose hands were cuffed, finally answered and asked again: "Why did you arrest me?"
No one answered his question at all.
The police just kept asking: "Where are your cell phones? How many cell phones do you have? Tell the truth!"
"Is there a safe? Where's the key?"
"Cellphone password!"
Zhang Zhanjun then also began to practice non-violent non-cooperation, watching the police busy themselves without saying a word.
Jiang Yuan was then released by Mu Zhiyang, who said, "Get up and take a few steps."
Zhang Zhanjun didn't understand, but he had no choice, so he walked a few steps reluctantly with the handcuffs on.
Cui Qishan looked at Jiang Yuan expectantly: "How is it?"
Jiang Yuan pondered for a long time and said, "I didn't see it."
Cui Qishan's expression became a little more serious: "Are you going to take off the handcuffs?"
"Well... don't worry." Jiang Yuan said: "Take the footprints first. Take it with your shoes on and then take it off."
As soon as Jiang Yuan finished speaking, several criminal police officers rushed over. They first took Zhang Zhanjun for a stroll in the large room outside, then took off his shoes and stamped his hands on him regardless of the dirt and stench.
Zhang Zhanjun's feet are wide and tall, which are typical characteristics of northern Chinese people. However, because he has been wearing hard-soled leather shoes for a long time, Zhang Zhanjun's feet have a certain degree of hallux valgus.
Jiang Yuan remembered it in his heart, grabbed Zhang Zhanjun's hand, and read it over and over again.
When the murderer stabbed the male victim, the range of his movements and so on were limited to a certain extent by the murderer's hands and arms. However, there is little academic accumulation in this area, and it is not possible to complete a one-to-one comparison, but some information can still be seen.
Especially because Jiang Yuan reproduced the murder weapon, the entire process of reconstructing it gave him a very clear impression of the murderer's actions on that day. It can be said that if we compare now, Jiang Yuan's memory of the murderer's actions on that day may be clearer and more detailed than the murderer's.
"Take it back." Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief even though he didn't find any exclusion items.
Cui Qishan followed his instructions and immediately had Zhang Zhanjun taken away.
When he could no longer see the person, he whispered to Jiang Yuan, "Is it the same person?"
"It's not enough to prove they are the same. How was the search of his home?" Jiang Yuan asked.
"We didn't find anyone, but we did find a few electrician's knives. But they look a little different from the 3D printed weapons you made. Take a look..." Cui Qishan took the phone over.
Jiang Yuan immediately spotted an old-fashioned electrician's knife and said, "This one is suitable. The 3D-printed appearance is just one of the possibilities, and it does not exhaust all appearances. The blade length and the curvature of the blade tip are suitable!"
"Has the murder weapon not been disposed of?" Xiao Si was a little skeptical.
"The murderers of this kind of serial murder case are all very twisted psychologically." Liu Jinghui pondered at this time: "If the murder weapon has not been disposed of, the missing woman may still be there."