Stealing a gun can be said to be a desperate act to make a profit, but why was the shooting attack on the armed forces and the military? Was it purely to provoke the government? But why was this incident not reported?
Jiang Heng is now full of unanswered doubts. In a society governed by the rule of law, there have been several serious cases of killing police officers that shocked the country. The purpose of the murderer was to provoke the public security organs and vent his dissatisfaction with the administrative and judicial organs. Usually he wanted to go public.
Tell me, it's best to shock the whole country.
So it makes no sense that after a serious case of the Armed Range Security Section could not be found at all, unless the purpose of the mastermind of the shooting incident was not provocation, but...threat?
Whether it is provocation or threat, the courage of the mastermind behind the scenes is extraordinary.
Jiang Heng pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, raised his left foot, and stepped on the wooden cabinet with his toes. There was a "squeaking" sound. The appearance was old, but the rotten wooden cabinet inside could be broken by stepping on it with just a little force.
He pulled back his feet and looked at the wooden cabinet.
The legs of the wooden cabinet stood against the wall. It was overturned during the fight and used as a shield to block bullets. The top of the cabinet happened to hit another wall, forming a triangular open space with the corner of the wall where only one person could hide.
There was a mouse hole at the base of the wall of the triangular open space, and a gray-black rag snaked from the mouse hole to the ground. If Jiang Heng hadn't had sharp eyes, he probably wouldn't have been able to spot the rag.
Rats building nests will not take the rags produced by humans to protect themselves from the cold and take them back to the mouse hole. It is obvious that someone has hidden something in the hole.
Jiang Heng kicked open the wooden cabinet, dug a mouse hole with the butt of his gun, grabbed the rag and slowly pulled out the things hidden in the hole, and with a 'snap' sound, a black video tape with a sense of the times fell out.
video tape?
As soon as Jiang Heng picked up the video tape, he was hit by a black gunshot in the back of his head: "Don't move. Don't be afraid - bring me the video tape in your hand, and I promise not to hurt you."
"Aren't you from the 11 o'clock show?"
The visitor knew that he had been recognized as soon as he heard it, but he didn't think he could hide it from Jiang Heng anyway. He said: "I was afraid that someone would take my things one step ahead. You see, fortunately I was one step ahead, otherwise the things would be stolen."
Just lost it.”
Jiang Heng turned over the video tape and looked at it, and said in an extremely artificial manner: "It didn't sign your name! How can I say it's yours?"
"..." Lou Ji: "Well, don't imitate my speech. Your tone is too disgusting."
Being able to disgust the enemy is victory. Jiang Heng thought like this, still turning over the video tape in his hand, not taking the gun on the back of his head seriously, and even ignored Lou Ji's request for the video tape, and said in a casual manner: "Where are you from?"
Fang’s people?”
Lou Ji didn't answer.
Jiang Heng: "Okay, let me change the question, what's in the videotape?" As he spoke, he quickly linked up all the clues. Starting from the 703 Black Gun Case, he analyzed every clue and every fragment.
Information, capture the vital information in the vast ocean of information, eliminate useless information, and then string it together into complete clues.
"In other words, is there anything in the videotape that you must destroy? Is it the relevant clues about the main culprit of the 703 black gun case, or evidence of the daring attack on the security department of the Armed Forces?" After a pause, Jiang Heng took a picture of the videotape and said.
: "It should be the former, related to the serious black gun case. The stolen gun has been destroyed and the evidence is gone, so the most direct evidence is left - all the deleted surveillance videos of the Armed Forces on the day the gun was stolen."
"You are so concerned about the unsolved case 16 years ago, and you are pressing forward step by step to destroy all relevant evidence in an orderly manner. This can only show that the identity of the mastermind behind the theft of 300 firearms cannot be exposed. The consequences of exposure will be
None of you can afford it."
"What is the identity of the person you are loyal to who came from the Golden Triangle? What is his relationship with the mastermind behind the 703 Black Gun Case?" Jiang Heng stopped and held the videotape firmly in his palm: "So
Should you tell me yourself next, or should I continue to guess? Huh?"
The car drove for nearly three hours before reaching its destination. Li Zan found a place to park the car and looked for Luo Zhenghao on the sidewalk under the scorching sun.
Luo Zhenghao is a native of Liantang County. After he was released from prison, he rented a house in Tangshan New District, which has been merged into Yuejiang City, and found an electric three-wheeler to make a living by turning into a mobile street stall.
The light turned green, cars on both sides stopped, and pedestrians crossed the road. Li Zan moved forward with the crowd. He could see the school in front of him from a distance. There were more than a dozen electric three-wheel street stalls neatly parked on the sidewalk outside the school.
Li Zan stopped in front of a fried noodle electric three-wheel street stall next to the newsstand. The lean middle-aged man sitting in the front of the car jumped out and asked: "What to eat? Noodles, noodles, and rice are all available. The price is written on the sign.
There are other ingredients on it and the prices are clear.”
The middle-aged man subconsciously straightened his back, but his eyes often glanced down, and he did not dare to look directly into the eyes of others. His words and actions also seemed to have habitual movements developed in prison. His elbows were a little crooked, like
The bones were broken and there was no regular bone setting. The bones grew crookedly. Veins popped out on the back of the hands. When holding the shovel, one could see the strength. There was a scar at the corner of the eye, which almost rubbed into the eye. You can imagine how dangerous this injury was.
Her hair is very short and most of it is white.
"For one portion of fried rice noodles, beat an extra egg. Don't add ginger, onion, garlic and coriander."
Hearing this, Luo Zhenghao raised his head and glanced at Li Zan hastily, his pupils tightened immediately, he quickly lowered his head, heated the oil, took the lunch box, and whispered: "Seven yuan." He didn't speak again after that, unlike other hawkers who would try to follow.
Customers talk a lot.
Li Zan: "Is business easy to do here?"
"good."
"The city management doesn't care?"
"Tube."
One question and one answer, cherish words like gold.
Li Zan nodded, no longer patient to greet, and said bluntly: "Luo Zhenghao, I'm here to see you."
Luo Zhenghao didn't even blink: "I don't know anything."
Li Zan said, "Okay, I'm not surprised at all. When did you realize that I was a policeman?"
Luo Zhenghao didn't reply, and Li Zan quickly guessed that no one was more familiar with the police than Luo Zhenghao, because he had been dealing with the police for most of his life, although he was a prison guard most of the time, and he used to be a soldier, so he had some
What they have in common is that it's not surprising that they can tell at a glance that he is a police officer.
Li Zan tapped his palms: "I think you also know why I'm looking for you, for the stolen firearms 16 years ago..." He lowered his voice and stepped forward to ask, "Are you a mole?"
Boom!
——There was a loud noise, and the eyes of pedestrians and other vendors came over, mainly focusing on Li Zan, thinking that he was bullying the snack vendor.
Li Zan glanced at the shovel that was smashed on the newly heated iron plate, and raised his hands to show weakness: "I swear, I will not ruin your current life, let alone continue to disturb you... As long as you answer me
If you have any questions, tell me, I think no one knows better than you about the unanswered questions about the 703 Black Gun Case."
Luo Zhenghao stared at Li Zan coldly and said expressionlessly: "I don't know anything."
Li Zan glanced at the school: "It's almost time for school to end," why don't we talk somewhere else.
"What the hell do you want to do?!" In the middle of his words, Luo Zhenghao intercepted him first. His face without any emotion suddenly turned ferocious, and even his eyes were filled with scarlet blood: "You police officers are more cowardly than the other! Useless!
What else do you want to do?! You don’t think there are enough people to die? You don’t think it’s embarrassing enough? What else will you do besides threatening people?”
Why was he suddenly furious? Li Zan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the reason why Luo Zhenghao set up a stall here, because his granddaughter was studying in the elementary school behind him. His suggestion and behavior just now made Luo Zhenghao mistakenly think that he was using his relatives as a threat.
"You misunderstood. I just want to say that since the relationship between you and me is not particularly harmonious, continuing to talk here may scare the children." Li Zan explained as sincerely as possible: "I suggest that we change to a more secluded place to chat.
Don't worry, I won't take advantage of your family, let alone take advantage of children."
Perhaps the sincerity in Li Zan's eyes moved Luo Zhenghao. He gradually extinguished his anger, turned off the fire, and answered in silence for a moment: "I have nothing to say, and I really don't want to bring up the past. I am not a mole, but I did neglect my duty. The court
There was no wrongful conviction. Whether you reverse the verdict or not, it makes no difference to me. I don’t want to be involved anymore, and I don’t want to hear any more news!”
"These past experiences are a nightmare for me!"
"Really?" Li Zan felt that was not the case. He recalled Luo Zhenghao's vigilance towards the police, his distrust of the public security, and his indiscriminate remarks when he was easily angered by an unfinished sentence. These were all the reasons he had for the past ten years.
The resentment of several years in prison.
What’s even more strange is that the person who arrested him was obviously the military, and the person who tried him was a military court. Why did he say, “Every police officer is worse than the last one, a loser?”
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