On the way back to the institute, Chen Suo made a phone call and said, "Old Zheng, I've caught him. I'll take him back to the institute now!"
"Thank you, but I have too many things to do right now. I have to get the autopsy report later. You will do the review first, and I will go there later. Let's follow the normal procedures!" Zheng Ming, the captain of the second team, said superfluously.
One sentence.
Chen Suo immediately understood, nodded and said: "Understood!!"
...
Twenty minutes later, in the office of the director of the Nanhua Road Police Station, Suo Chen poured himself a cup of tea, called a police officer in charge of recording, leaned on the table, pointed at the stolen money of 19,998 and asked: "Tell me, where is it?"
Did it?"
“Jingbin Community!!”
"Motive!"
"If you're short of money, buy Dali... Come in now, don't you have to say that!" Da Mao said with bared teeth.
"Speak nicely!" Chen Suo scolded with a smile, and continued to ask: "Tell me about the crime!"
"...A few days ago, I played billiards against someone else and lost 20,000 yuan. We secretly took this money from home. It's not easy for the old couple to make some money. We can't take this money in vain. How can we do it?"
We have to block it, so we discussed it and found a community, planning to buy a car and spend some money...!" Da Mao said nonchalantly.
"...How did you two know there was money in that car?" Chen Suo asked.
"... Come on, we have been squatting for several days. Originally, we were looking at his car. There are a lot of good things. The smoke alone can be used for tens of thousands of dollars. I didn't expect that there was cash in it. It's not easy to take out the goods. Of course.
It's better to take cash!" Ermao said first.
"...That means you have seen the victim?"
"Fuck, who doesn't know him? He's not from the criminal police team!?" Da Mao curled his lips and said slowly.
"Who is from the criminal police team?" Chen Suo asked again.
"Haha? Don't ask! Anyway, he sent me to the detention center last time. I know him!" Da Mao curled his lips, wrapped his cuffed hands in a cigarette, and said calmly.
"Haha, you dare to pry into the criminal police team's car!?" Chen Suo said with a sneer.
"When I see you say this, I don't know what to do. Stealing from him is safer than stealing from the common people!" Da Mao rubbed forward, nodded his legs, and bared his teeth.
“What do you mean??”
"He will pick me up early tomorrow morning and take me out personally, do you believe it?" Er Mao said confidently, blinking his eyes.
"Haha, why?"
"He has at least more than 400,000 yuan in his car...Tsk, tsk, isn't this a good job?" Da Mao asked, licking his lips and raising his eyebrows.
"Four hundred thousand or more???" Chen Suo repeated while holding the cup, pointed at the confession book with his finger and said, "Put this sentence in quotation marks!"
"......good!"
...
Two hours later, before Zheng Ming could leave, Suo Chen took the lead and rushed to the city bureau with his fingerprinted confession. He immediately called Zheng Ming and went directly into Bureau Sun's office.
When Zheng Ming arrived, Suo Chen also chatted with Bureau Sun for a few words, then took out his confession and sat there smiling and smoking without saying a word.
Director Sun took the confession and glanced at it at a glance. He probably didn't read the content at all and handed it to Zheng Ming and said, "Take a look!"
Zheng Ming glanced at it carefully, was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "When will our salary increase?? Put four to five million in cash in the trunk. What are you doing? Can you pay out interest??"
"...Then what do you mean?"
"You'll know after you try it??" Zheng Ming said casually.
"You try...it won't work. It's not convincing. I might as well give you the blame for the whole internal struggle! Haha!" Director Sun shook his head and said.
"Haha, why should I try? Isn't there someone specializing in this? Just ask them!!"
"...That's right. A good comrade can withstand the test. I believe in him. Go ahead and do it boldly!" Director Sun said with an upright face, making the two of them feel sick...
...
Early the next morning, Zheng Ming stayed up all night in the city bureau and was very sleepy. After drinking four or five cups of coffee, he answered the phone and then opened the door and walked out.
"Go home and sleep, captain?" Six or seven policemen in civilian clothes passed by the door and greeted Zheng Ming. They were all fighters who had stayed up all night last night, had some breakfast, and were just getting ready to go home and rest.
.
"Why don't you go back to your home? Last night at the Nanhua Police Station, they arrested two people who were having fun. The ones they stole belonged to one of our own people in the station. The confessions and other things have been completed. I just happened to go home and deliver them to him by the way!"
Zheng Ming said casually.
"Who? What did you steal?" Everyone asked gossiping.
"Fuck, why are you so curious?" Zheng Ming asked, blinking.
"This is interesting. Can I go with you?" a rather old policeman asked.
"Haha, let's do it together then!" another person echoed.
"It's really free. Are you all going?"
"I won't go, I'm too sleepy!" Another person yawned and said. As soon as he finished speaking, the policeman who spoke before stopped him by the neck and said, "Let's go together, we happen to be on the same road!"
"...What are you going to do? You are sick!"
"Let's go, let's go!" The policeman dragged him downstairs. Zheng Ming grinned, went downstairs with several others, drove two cars, and left together.
...
"Beep bell bell!!"
At the city TV station, Zhang Ling stopped her red cool sports car, wore sunglasses to hide her makeup, carried a small bag, and stepped on high heels, striding towards the lobby, but at that moment, the phone rang suddenly.
"Hello, hello!" Zhang Ling answered the phone and asked lazily.
"Hello, my friend Zhang Lu from Beijing, I asked Director Sun to say hello to you before!" I said expressionlessly while holding the phone in a hotel after a sleepless night.
"...Oh, I know you!" Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, stopped, stood on the steps in front of the TV station, and said calmly.
...
"Pop!"
Twenty minutes later, Zhang Ling entered the office area of the legal column, put down her bag, picked up the water glass and took a sip, then rolled up the sleeves of her pink suit, exposed her fair arms, and clapped her hands vigorously at everyone.
"Swipe!"
Everyone's eyes were attracted to it.
"Last night's live broadcast caused a great response. The leaders in the station gave affirmation and high praise to the recent follow-up report on the murder case on Pingzhun Street, and gave a special topic during prime time, Work and Pressure
Pressure and your monthly bonuses coexist at the same time!! So, for any reason, we must continue to move forward!! Continue to report targeted!! Thoughtful and high-quality legal programs!!" Zhang
Ling looked at everyone with an extremely domineering gaze, her delicate body bursting with passion for her work.
"Bah bang bang!"
Everyone's eyes were red, as if they had been brainwashed by pyramid schemes. They looked at Zhang Ling with admiration and clapped their hands vigorously.
"Okay, let's put down the work at hand. Today I have arranged a more topical interview report. Let's pack up our equipment and gather in the lobby downstairs in ten minutes!" Zhang Ling smiled with satisfaction and waved her hand.
"Sister Ling, who are you visiting today?" A young man stepped forward and asked.
"Leader of the Pingzhun Street Shooting Case Task Force, Captain of the 1st Criminal Police Team of the Public Security Bureau!!" Zhang Ling sat on a chair, took out a small mirror, and said casually while quickly putting on makeup.