Gao Zhen was confused, "In other words, it was opened with a key?"
Shang Bo nodded, "You can say that, but the specific results will have to wait until we return to the bureau for re-examination!"
Zhao Dong stepped forward, "No need to recheck, Director Shang is right, it is indeed the key!"
Gao Zhen asked: "How can you be so sure?"
Zhao Dong took out something, "I found this!"
Shang Bo quickly took it over.
Gao Zhen asked: "What is that?"
Shang Bo brought it to his mouth and sniffed it, "PE polymer!"
Gao Zhen was slightly dumbfounded, "What?"
Zhao Dong translated into vernacular: "It is the burned plastic that has been cooled, shaped, and re-formed!"
Shang Bo was about to tell his review when Zhao Dong had already said, "I just observed that judging from the current outline, it should be the tooth marks of a mechanical key!"
Gao Zhen said in relief: "In other words, someone secretly prepared the key to the warehouse?"
He hurriedly asked: "Who is in charge of the keys now?"
Someone checked the information and said, "Principal of the training base, warehouse keeper!"
Zhao Dong interrupted, "No, there is another person, this one is called coach Chen Zhonghe!"
"Here is a duty schedule. On Wednesday and Friday this week, he is responsible for leading the evening shift training."
"If I guessed correctly, he should also have the key to the warehouse!"
Puzzled, Zhao Dong asked: "By the way, what is the name of the man who lost the gun?"
Gao Zhen was slightly stunned, "Chen Zhonghe!"
...
Soon, the group divided into three groups.
Zhao Dong and Gao Zhen went directly to the coach's house.
The remaining two groups went to the principal's house and the custodian's house respectively.
When I got off the car, I saw a very old-fashioned tube building in front of me.
Gao Zhen sighed, "This coach Chen was once a well-known shooting athlete in China. If I didn't tell you, who would have imagined that he would live in a place like this?"
Zhao Dong slightly sympathized, "Not surprising, I've also seen news about Olympic champions setting up street stalls. Come on, go in and have a look!"
A group of people went upstairs.
The door opened by Chen Zhonghe, who is in his forties, looks older than his actual age.
Gao Zhen got straight to the point, "Coach Chen, does that missing gun belong to you?"
Chen Zhonghe said honestly: "Yes, it's mine, and I reported the case!"
"This gun is a competition gun I used before I retired. It is usually locked in the school safe."
"I will only take it out when teaching."
"My wife has been seriously ill these past few days and has not gone to school to teach. This afternoon, the school had to check the warehouse, and then they discovered that the gun was missing!"
Gao Zhen asked some more questions, and Chen Zhonghe answered them one by one.
Soon, the police took away Chen Zhonghe’s keys and handed them over to the police station for inspection.
When a group of people came out of Chen Zhonghe's house, Gao Zhen was confused, "Brother Zhao, do you think Chen Zhonghe's words are credible?"
Zhao Dong breathed a sigh of relief, "I already have an idea!"
Gao Zhen was stunned for a moment, "You mean, this Chen Zhonghe is a thief?"
Without waiting for Zhao Dong to explain, he agreed: "It is possible. Chen Zhonghe is a well-known shooting athlete. Modifying firearms should not be a problem for him!"