Qi Qingyu went out on business and came back very late. On the way, he picked up a big box in the ditch. He pulled it back and wanted to pry it open to see what happened. This happened to him. Even though he had been in business for many years, such a bloody scene still happened.
The first time he saw him, the police were running around him, but he stayed where he was and was at a loss.
Wan Xudong and Han Guang looked at each other with helplessness.
"Wan Chu, what do you think this is?" Han Guang pointed to the scene of the gunfight where blood was flowing all over the ground.
"It's too chaotic. I can't see it. We can only wait for the person involved to wake up before interrogating." Wan Xudong looked solemn. In so many years as a police officer, this was the first time he saw such a tragic gun battle scene. Both gun cases and murder cases must be solved.
Yes, the pressure is quite high now.
The first to arrive at the scene were the officers from the Provincial Criminal Investigation Division led by Wan Xudong, the fugitive officers from the Second Brigade of the Jiangbei Criminal Police, and the Omi special police who cooperated in the operation. Wan Xudong ordered the special police to cordon off the scene, set up a cordon on the abandoned building, and only allowed the criminal police to investigate.
The personnel entered, took photos, and extracted fingerprints and footprints. The location of each bullet casing had to be marked. The bullets on the wall had to be removed for ballistic analysis. The corpses had to be taken away for dissection. It was a lot of work. It lasted for three days and three nights.
They are all busy.
The case involved five pistols and two cane guns, all packed in plastic bags and lined up. Wan Xudong and Han Guang knelt down to examine them and marveled.
The Czech-made CZ75, the Brazilian-made Taurus PT92, the domestically produced 6-4, the local imitation of the 54, and the single-shot bayonet rifle in the shape of a cane processed from steel pipes are worthy of an arms exhibition.
After two hours of busy work, suddenly the car lights in the distance came on, and a black Audi with police lights drove up. The person who got out of the car was Zhan Shusen, the head of the Omi City Bureau. His face was ashen, and he walked straight over with a walkie-talkie in his hand. He didn't even look at it.
Look at Wan Xudong and Han Guang, and call the Omi City Bureau criminal police behind them to take over the scene.
Wan Xudong came forward to negotiate, saying that this was a case belonging to the Provincial Criminal Investigation Department.
"We don't need support from the provincial department for the time being." Zhan Shusen blocked him away with just one sentence. Wan Xudong had no choice. After all, the other party also held the position of deputy director and could manage him.
Han Guang looked at Zhan Shusen and said softly to Wan Xudong: "The old guy's heart is already in chaos."
"How do you say that?" Wan Xudong was confused.
"Look at his socks," Han Guang said.
Wan Xudong took a closer look and saw that Zhan Shusen was squatting on the ground checking the firearms, revealing the socks at his ankles. As expected, one was black and the other was gray, which showed how hurried he was.
"Losing a child in old age is a great tragedy in life." Han Guang lit a lighter, lit a cigarette and took a puff.
"He's not dead yet, maybe he can be saved," Wan Xudong said.
"He was shot in the face. There was only an entrance but no exit. The bullet may have gone into his brain. It's hard to tell. Even if he can be saved, it will be useless."
The two squatted in the distance and gloated. Here, Zhan Shusen held an on-site coordination meeting and spoke harshly. He said that he must solve the case at all costs and within a 24-hour deadline. The safety of people's lives and property must not be threatened. He must prepare for the upcoming meeting.
Clichés like escorting the provincial party congress.
On the surface, Zhan Shusen was calm, but in his heart he was twisted into a ball. His son was seriously injured and his life and death were uncertain. The blow to a father can be imagined. Moreover, he was not only a father, but also the chief of public security. Such a vicious gun-related incident occurred on the ground in Omi.
He cannot escape the blame for the murder.
Fortunately, this case was not a difficult case and was not difficult to solve. Zhan Shusen did not set up a task force because the task force had to report to the provincial department. Too much noise would be unfavorable to the operation. He arranged several direct departments who were promoted by one hand.
Came down to handle the case and supervised the entire process.
…
In the Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Medical University, the lights were all on in the four operating rooms on the 23rd floor. In the early morning, Professor Fang, a brain surgery expert invited from Jiangbei, entered the operating room to rescue Zhan Ziyu, a public security officer with severe craniocerebral injury.
In the operating room next door, Liu Handong, who was anesthetized and unconscious, was lying on the operating table and was being slaughtered. He had three bullets in his body, a penetrating wound under his ribs, and two other wounds in his torso. The terrible thing was that the bullets could not be found.
After a whole-body CT scan, one was found to be in the stomach and one in the pancreas. The injured person was bleeding heavily and was in critical condition for a time. The operation under general anesthesia continues.
Ma Ling was stabbed in the abdomen and his small intestine was almost severed. The injury was very serious and he was undergoing intense surgery.
Xin Xiaowan was shot in the lung. The bullet passed through Liu Handong's body and entered her right lung, causing respiratory failure for a time. Fortunately, she was sent to the hospital in time and rescue was not possible in time.
In Huanghua Community, Ma Ling has not come home yet. Wang Yulan is worried and keeps calling her daughter's mobile phone, but no one answers. Ma Guoqing paces restlessly and keeps smoking.
Suddenly someone answered the phone, and Wang Yulan cried and cursed: "Ling'er, you are seeking death!"
"Are you Ma Ling's parent?" The other party turned out to be a man.
Wang Yulan panicked: "Where is my daughter?"
"I'm from the criminal police detachment. Ma Ling is in the Medical University Affiliated Hospital for rescue. You guys come here quickly."
Ma Guoqing was greatly shocked. He took the car keys and wallet and went downstairs with Wang Yulan with a flashlight on. He pushed his daughter's Jialing 600 out of the carport and drove Wang Yulan straight to the hospital like he did when he was young.
On the street at night, the old policeman was driving a motorcycle at high speed. The strong wind blew his gray hair, and tears blurred his eyes. But at this moment, he could not cry because he had to support the burden of the family.
When we arrived at the hospital, there were several police cars parked downstairs, and several men were smoking cigarettes near the flower beds. The butts of their cigarettes flickered in the darkness. They were all wearing jackets, jeans, sneakers, and shoulder bags. Ma Guoqing glanced at him.
Knowing that the other party was a plainclothes criminal police officer, he took out his police officer ID and walked over to ask. Sure enough, he was from the criminal police detachment. The plainclothes officers took him upstairs. Wang Yulan almost fainted when she saw the words operating room.
The doctor issued a critical illness notice to Ma Ling, saying that her injury was extremely serious and she was not optimistic.
"Please save her, she is only twenty-four years old." Ma Guoqing burst into tears and almost knelt down in front of the doctor.
"We will try our best." The doctor comforted her and entered the operating room.
Ma Guoqing asked the criminal police for information. The other party saw that he was a colleague, so he told him that your daughter participated in the gunfight. Several people were killed and dozens of shots were fired. The leaders of the provincial department were alarmed. There were gunshots and deaths. It must have escalated to
Major and important cases supervised by the provincial department.
"Who else is involved?" Ma Guoqing keenly realized that this matter must be closely related to Liu Handong, the troublemaker.
"There were five or six people at the scene, and the specific situation is unclear." The criminal policeman knew very well about confidentiality and would never disclose anything that should not be said.
Ma Guoqing looked up to the sky and sighed, what kind of evil had he done? All the bad luck happened to his own family.
Before you know it, dawn breaks in the east and the sky breaks.
…
The police worked on the case overnight. After ballistic comparison and fingerprint analysis on the pistol, the scene was restored with the analysis of senior criminal police. Zhan Ziyu shot Liu Handong and was seriously injured by Liu Handong. Wei Weihao was shot by the lame Zhang Zongwei who made a rifle out of clay.
The bullets that killed Xin Xiaowan were fired from Zhan Ziyu's gun, and the stab wound to Ma Ling's abdomen was caused by Zhang Zongwei. The cause of Zhang Zongwei's death was more complicated. He had old wounds on his body and was hit by three more bullets, but in the end the fatal one was
Two cuts at the heart.
The deceased, Zhang Zongwei, was released from prison last year and had an unknown occupation. He was known as the most ruthless person in Omi. He had just escaped from Jiangbei police surveillance and was on the fugitive list.
Injured No. 1, Liu Handong, is a veteran and dismissed special police officer. Needless to say, his deeds have made him a man of the hour in Omi in the past two years.
The second injured person, Xin Xiaowan, is from Chongqing, 27 years old, has no criminal record, and is reportedly the second wife of former mayor Jin Muchen.
Injured No. 3, Ma Ling, is from Omi, 24 years old, has no criminal record, is a bus system employee, and is a police officer.
All the guns involved in the case were black guns, including the Type 6-4 pistol used by Wei Weihao, which was not issued by the court, but was a stolen gun with the gun number worn off. According to ballistic comparison, it should have been lost by the Railway Police Department three years ago.
A police gun.
These materials were immediately sent to Zhan Shusen's desk. The old director put on his glasses and read them carefully. He suddenly felt something was wrong. Zhan Ziyu was not a criminal police officer, and during the suspension review stage, he was holding a black gun and quarreling with people in an unfinished building in the wilderness. What kind of status was this?
thing?
There is also Wei Weihao, he is not a criminal policeman, but a bailiff of the court. He is running around in the middle of the night with a pistol thrown by the railway police department. No one believes him when he says he is handling a case.
"The case is quite complicated, so we must be cautious." Director Zhan gave the instruction.
The subordinates understand this well and do not need any advice from the old leader at all. They are all detectives who have been handling cases for many years. They are not handling this matter like a joke. They should first cover the lid and keep it secret from the outside world, wait until the wind is over, and then put the accusation on the wounded head.
Just one dunk is enough. Zhan Ziyu was injured on duty and Wei Weihao died heroically. This is the main theme.
As for Liu Handong, who shot and wounded Zhan Ziyu, he definitely cannot be kept alive. He illegally holds a gun and intentionally kills people. He should be given the death penalty.
As for how to assemble the criminal history, this is a technical job and cannot be figured out overnight. After all, you have to face the procuratorate and the court, and you have to withstand the test of history. You cannot be careless.
…
In Jiangbei, after something happened at home, Shui Qin stayed at a relative's house. She got up at five o'clock in the morning. She had nightmares all night and couldn't sleep well at all. Today, she had to go to the detention center to deliver clothes and bedding.
People told Shui Qin that the living conditions in the detention center were very poor, the prices were extremely expensive, and there were jail bosses who played hide and seek. They had to spend money and give gifts to ensure that their relatives would not suffer hardship in there.
The weather was getting colder. Shuiqin took a quilt, some clothes, and 3,000 yuan. After thinking about it, she felt it was not enough, so she took another 2,000 yuan, and took a bus with a bedroll on her back to rush to Taolin Detention Center in Jiangbei City.
Only when I arrived at the detention center did I find out that no visits were allowed at all. Clothes could be handed over, and cash could be deposited directly into the prisoner's account. They could be used for shopping in the detention center's supermarket. Of course, the prices were very different from those outside. A pack of red plums could cost as much as 100.
Yuan.
Shuiqin didn't understand these rules, so she chatted with other family members who came to deliver things, and they told her that a serious crime like killing two people would be punished by either the death penalty or a suspended death sentence.
"The policeman handling the case told me that this should be considered self-defense," Shuiqin said.
The other party spat and said: "What the police say doesn't count, what the court decides is true. There are so many such things..."
Suddenly, the cell phone rang. Shuiqin hurriedly went out to answer the call. It turned out to be Han Guang, who was handling the case.
"Something happened to Liu Handong. He is being rescued at the Affiliated Hospital of Omi Medical University. The situation is not optimistic. Your family members should be mentally prepared. It is best to deal with it personally."
Shuiqin felt a heartbroken feeling, which was exactly the same as when she heard the news of Liu Handong's father's death.