Facing the mountains of garbage and the sour stench that assaulted his nostrils in waves, Captain Zhao, who was already dark-skinned, turned darker and darker.
Forensic doctor Tu Xunjiang quickly took out two masks, put one on himself, and handed the other to Team Zhao who was standing next to him: "Captain Zhao, why don't you call an excavator? It stinks so much, shouldn't you?
Are you going to prepare us to pay for it ourselves?"
Captain Zhao pushed back the handed mask with a sullen face: "Use your brains and return the excavator? Why don't you call in a bulldozer and flatten the whole place!"
Tu Xunjiang didn't care. He took out two pairs of white gloves from his pocket and handed one to Captain Zhao: "Captain Zhao, why don't I just make a joke to relax before work? Why are you so serious?"
Captain Zhao hesitated for a while and finally took it: "Take it slowly, there is always something to look forward to. By the way, have you contacted the recycling bin? You are not allowed to enter the site without our notice."
Tu Xunjiang sighed: "I said what I said, but the webmaster was very stubborn and only gave us one night. He said that if we still seal the recycling bin tomorrow, he would dump all the garbage into our bureau.
go!"
Captain Zhao spat, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and stamped it out: "Never mind it! It's important to find evidence first!"
Team Zhao was reminded earlier by Chen Shu and immediately returned to the victim's home to ask where the suspect's tape tied to the boy's hand was lost. After getting the answer, he called Tu Xunjiang, who was on duty, and rushed together.
Went to the scene, but unfortunately the trash can where the boy had discarded the tape had already been cleaned by sanitation workers.
Then I contacted the Environmental Sanitation Bureau to find the sanitation workers on duty, and followed the workers to the current garbage recycling station.
Tu Xunjiang jumped up and started doing warm-up exercises. As he was doing it, he asked: "Captain Zhao, what about the murder case earlier? Has the suspect gone online?"
"Going online" means that the police handling the case will list the criminal suspects with solid evidence as fugitives online, which is what ordinary people usually call a wanted order. However, the approval of online pursuits is very strict now, and there must be someone who can satisfy the Canadian Procuratorate's approval for arrest.
evidence, otherwise the legal staff within the Public Security Bureau will block the program internally.
Captain Zhao suddenly remembered this and realized that the evidence on the murder case was mainly based on subjective reasoning. He had not yet found the key evidence that could lead to criminal detention or arrest. The case could only be delayed for a few days.
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He calmed down and didn't want to lose face in front of the new police officers, so he made an excuse at random: "I don't know where the person went, and I can't find him at once. I can only suppress the case first and wait."
After Lao Wang and the others return to the team in a few days, they will apply for a new program to access the Internet. Anyway, as long as this person is in China, he cannot escape!" qqxδnew
"Do you still want to press down?" Tu Xunjiang Yile, who was lunging and pressing his legs, remembered that Captain Zhao always used to say that he didn't know anything when he just joined the police, and immediately counterattacked, "Captain Zhao, you won't even give me
The suspect doesn’t know how to go through the procedures for accessing the Internet, does he?”
"You're the only one who talks too much! Hurry up and get to work! It's going to be dark today. If you find the tape later, you have to go back overnight to extract fingerprints! Fingerprints! Tu Xunjiang, you have to do it carefully for me this time!" Captain Zhao
He gave Tu Xunjiang a kick and successfully changed the topic.
"OK!"
Tu Xunjiang gave a long shout, straightened his tilted police hat, picked up the large basket placed at his feet, held a trekking pole in one hand to facilitate climbing the garbage mountain, and held a clamp stick in the other hand, and headed towards the large-scale mountain menacingly.
The mountain of garbage rushed past.
Captain Zhao saw that the new forensic doctor was working energetically, so he suppressed all the thoughts in his heart and quickly followed him with a big gong and drum on his back.
"I must solve the case this time! I am not a criminal investigation captain who relies on connections!"
...
A dead poplar forest in the Great Gobi Desert, behind a mud house.
Since he hadn't shaved for five days, Elke's beard and hair had grown longer. His originally handsome face and iconic figure could only be described as emaciated, and his energy level was even worse.
But he didn't dare to complain at all, at least not openly.
His fellow countryman Siliken never stopped talking. At this moment, while cleaning the sheep pen next to the mud house, he sighed: "Hey, Gu-Da is the best. I really didn't know this guy came all the way to do this."
Damn it! It’s really annoying to call everyone here and train in this damn place every day. I miss the girls and the wine in Yali Village so much!”
"Shh!" Elk put his index finger up to his mouth and stared at Silicon, "Swallow all these words! If that guy hears it, it will be as painful as yours!"
Siliken curled his lips with some disdain.
This stupid guy doesn't know the ferocity of Black Eagle. He can definitely kill a chicken to scare the monkeys... I think of the few days when Black Eagle first came to nx...jiang, he would carry a knife when he had nothing to do.
Insulting the sheep trader and stabbing the motorcycle driver to death made Elke feel cold in his heart.
After cleaning the sheepfold, Siliken carried a live sheep to the kitchen in the west corner of the yard. Elk followed him in with a long knife, and the two began to prepare dinner for everyone.
Siliken pressed the sheep firmly on a long bench. Elk stood in front of the bench with a long knife and gestured for a while, then expertly inserted the twenty or thirty centimeter long knife through the sheep's neck.
Clean and tidy.
The sheep's blood gushed out like tap water.
Elk looked at the blood flowing down and murmured: "I don't know what it would be like to stab a living person in the neck..."
"Hey, what did you say?"
Siliken freed his left hand and took a large basin from the side and put it under it. The sheep was still struggling, but it didn't have much strength anymore, and soon the basin was filled with sheep's blood.
Remembering the driver who had been stabbed to death by Black Hawk earlier, Elkju tightened his grip on the long knife and looked down at the busy Silican, feeling a little contempt in his heart.
Soon after, the two of them cooked the mutton, shoveled the rice, and added some onions and carrots, and the one-pot pilaf was completed.
Silicon carried the big pot filled with rice, and Elke carried the basin for washing hands to the big room next door.
Today's training has ended, and Black Eagle is still sitting under the star-and-moon flag, looking down at everyone in the room. There are six or seven people sitting scattered underneath, all of whom look exhausted.
Siliken first filled Black Eagle's plate with pilaf, and then walked down to fill the plates for everyone else one by one.
Elk hobbled up to Black Hawk and respectfully handed over the basin of water in his hand: "Mr. Black Hawk."
Black Eagle washed his hands and asked in a low voice: "Has the boy in the cellar been dealt with?"
Because of the meal, the room became a little lively, but because of Black Hawk's calm words, it returned to silence. Everyone looked up and looked at Elk.
Elk knew the meaning of the word "handle" in Black Eagle's mouth. At this time, in the spotlight of everyone, he thought of what he had told Silican in the yard about killing chickens to scare monkeys. He did not expect that it would fall on him so quickly.