Chen Shu looked at the middle-aged man in his early forties in front of him, his decadent appearance made him helpless.
According to the current economic vitality of China, as long as you are willing to endure hardships and stand hard work, job opportunities are everywhere. Those who do not need to carry food, food and accommodation can go to the factory to tighten screws. Just talk about couriers or takeaways who have free control of their time. As long as they are willing to earn some
It’s hard work, it takes some time, and after a few years, it’s impossible not to save tens of thousands of dollars.
Unless, he is involved in gambling.
Now that the case has reached this point, it is actually almost over. The facts of Zhang Heng’s crime are clear and the evidence is indeed sufficient. It is basically impossible to get away with the crime of accomplices.
At this time, the only thing he can do is to cooperate with the public security organs to actively return the stolen money. Although 30,000 yuan of stolen money is not a small sum for an ordinary family, it is difficult for him to obtain "non-prosecution" from the procuratorate.
But it's a good deal.
Chen Shu actually had some thoughts. If the 30,000 yuan in stolen money could be refunded, in addition to Feng Yong's 3,000 yuan, he could also refund the other victims' 27,000 yuan. In any case, this is a win-win deal.
Chen Shu said in a deep voice: "The total amount transferred through your bank card this time is more than 800,000 yuan, of which 30,000 yuan is the funds involved in the case. I know you didn't take the 30,000 yuan, but if you want to be released on bail pending trial, you must take the initiative to hand over the funds.
Withdraw these 30,000 yuan."
Chen Shu did not mention the possible "non-prosecution" by the procuratorate in the future. Firstly, this is just a possibility, and it does not mean that you may not prosecute if you return the stolen goods. Secondly, Zhang Heng probably doesn't understand either.
"Comrade police, can I refund the 4,000 yuan I earned?"
Chen Shu shook his head.
Zhang Heng's pupils froze instantly.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to refund, he just doesn’t have the money to refund.
Chen Shu: "Ask your relatives, friends or ex-wife?"
Zhang Heng lowered his head and fiddled with the handcuffs on his wrists. There was only a "clattering" sound in the room.
After preliminary interrogation, Chen Shu understood that Zhang Heng was now penniless and had nothing. A person who is addicted to gambling can only have one final outcome, and that is that he has no relatives, friends, wife or children around him. People will stay away from him like the god of plague.
.
Except one person.
Chen Shu hesitated for a long time, and finally suggested to Zhang Heng with difficulty that he could ask his parents for help.
Why!
What hurts my parents the most is that I still took advantage of this human weakness.
It is true that Zhang Heng is a criminal suspect. He was sentenced and imprisoned. Chen Shu would not feel the least bit uncomfortable in his heart. But now, for the mere refund of 30,000 yuan, he was obviously going to seriously hurt the heart of a mother.
She would have to know sooner or later. Maybe being able to help her son at a critical moment would be a good thing for her. Chen Shu could only comfort himself in this way.
He handed his work phone to Zhang Han.
Considering the possibility of tipping off, Zhang Heng's own mobile phone had already been confiscated when he was summoned.
Zhang Heng held the phone with trembling hands. He fiddled with the eleven digits for a while before entering them all. Just when he was about to press the "call out button", Chen Shu, who had been standing behind him, suddenly and quickly pulled out the phone number.
Cell phone, return to the interrogation table and sit down.
Through the intranet, start querying the account owner information of the number entered by Zhang Heng, as well as the life information associated with it.
The computers of public security agencies across the country are unified into the public security intranet, so even if Chen Shu is far away from Donghai Province, he can still use the huge public security information network for digital authentication through a special USB flash drive issued by the Donghai Municipal Public Security Bureau.
After inquiry, it was found that the owner of the account was a 67-year-old woman whose home address was in Fangdong City. When the person's household head information and household information were retrieved, Zhang Heng was listed.
Finally, he took out Zhang Heng's detained mobile phone, entered the password he provided, and found information marked "Mom" in the address book column.
Then I pulled up the call records and found that the two had zero contact in the past week; I pulled up WeChat and found that the last message between the two parties was more than a month ago.
Chen Shu nodded slightly at the surveillance camera above the interrogation room. The subsequent money laundering case was under the jurisdiction of the Huahai Police Station, so he had to be more careful.
There is also a possibly extremely large money laundering gang behind Zhang Heng. Generally speaking, if you give Zhang Heng a mobile phone at this time, he will call other people to inform others. It is even possible that his mother is the leader of the gang!
Under the turmoil, the thieves fled!
So Chen Shu still took a certain risk when he handed the phone to Zhang Heng this time.
But as Li Meng said, Chen Shu did still have some ego emotions when handling the case.
At this moment, in his mind, he probably wanted to rely on his many years of experience in handling cases to make sure that Zhang Heng would not leak the details of the case. He focused on the 30,000 yuan to return the stolen goods and ignored the others.
At this time, the young policeman on duty from the Huahai Police Station knocked on the door of the interrogation room, then gently twisted the door handle, opened the door five fingers wide, revealed his face and nodded towards Chen Shu.
Chen Shu knew what the other party meant, so he put the two mobile phones on the table, walked outside the room, and closed the door of the interrogation room.
The police officer rubbed his hands and felt a little embarrassed: "Officer Chen, I don't want to give this phone to the target anymore. Look."
Chen Shu understood his mood, and it was all for work. As a suspect with obvious gang crimes behind him, giving him a mobile phone at this time was too risky.
We are all policemen, and they are still on someone else's territory, and the subsequent money laundering case is also under their jurisdiction. At this time, the policeman took care of the face of his colleagues and gave Chen Shu a lot of face for doing this.
At this moment, Li Meng's face wearing glasses suddenly appeared in Chen Shu's mind.
At the beginning, he justly accused the other party of not caring about the people and just solving the case for the sake of solving it.
At this moment, standing thousands of miles away in Nanhai Province, with a young colleague who was extremely polite to him standing in front of him, Chen Shu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
He knew that this comrade could not make the decision, so he smiled at him and said, "I'll ask your king."
After saying that, he immediately walked to the next room. Wang Gang was still sitting in his original position, but he didn't get up at this time. He just looked at the monitor monitor beside him without even looking at Chen Shu who had just entered the door.
Chen Shu walked to sit across from him, took out his People's Police ID card, pressed it on the table and slowly pushed it towards him.
He said firmly: "This responsibility is mine."
Wang Gang moved his eyes from the monitor to Chen Shu. He was a little surprised, but more confused.
Chen Shu returned to the interrogation room, re-entered his mother's mobile phone number into Zhang Heng's mobile phone, pressed the call button, turned on the speakerphone, and gently placed the mobile phone on the small side of the tiger bench where Zhang Heng was sitting amidst the "beep beep beep" sound.
On the table.
after awhile,
"Hey, is this Xiao Heng?"
A very gentle voice came from the phone.
"mom!"
Zhang Heng, who just turned 42 this year, was in tears at this moment.