The gun injury case on Binjiang Highway alarmed the city bureau's leaders. Deputy Director Song Jianfenghua, who is responsible for criminal investigation of minor gun-related cases, went to the scene to deploy police forces to investigate the case.
That Santana 2000 was a stolen vehicle the day before yesterday. According to the investigation, the owner of the car and the case were not involved. The traces left at the scene indicate that this should be a gun vendetta and it seems that it has not yet been completed.
human hand and a hualong earth-making gun.
The ** team members took the police dogs to the river beach to search and found nothing except some blood stains. Maybe the injured escaped or were thrown into the river. Overall, this was a case of extremely cruel means and very bad nature...
Security cases.
In any case, there are no bodies at the scene and it is a mafia vendetta that does not involve ordinary people, so the social influence will be smaller. There are more than a hundred cases of brawls and maiming in Jiangbei City every year. Do they need to be thoroughly investigated?
There is also a comatose person at the scene of the crime who has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. This is a key point in solving the case. As long as he wakes up, the case will be solved. It seems that such a relatively simple case is overqualified to be handed over to the police with a heavy task, so Deputy Director Song gave the order.
This case was handed over to the Jiang'an District Public Security Brigade.
At the same time, the traffic patrol detachment is also facing a very troublesome problem. An extremely outrageous traffic accident case with extremely bad social impact occurred in this city at 0:10 last night. A drunk-driving BMW x5 caused continuous accidents and knocked down one after another in the downtown area.
Of the 13 innocent people who came out of the midnight movie theater, three died on the spot, two were seriously injured, and eight were slightly injured. Several public vehicles were damaged, causing huge economic losses.
The vehicle involved in the accident fled out of the city despite being intercepted by the police. On the way, it hit a police officer and injured a police motorcycle. The vehicle was then chased and intercepted by brave vehicles and was eventually killed on the roadside.
The driver who caused the accident died, but trouble came. This man's background was very complicated. The family put pressure on the police to investigate who drove the driver to death. They also hired a barrister to explain everything clearly. At the same time, the victim's family also raised their eyebrows.
The leaders of the police patrol detachment who came to make a wreath of flowers were one with two heads.
Although the matter was big, it had nothing to do with Lao Song anymore. He went home after get off work and was too lazy to get involved in these troublesome matters. Anyway, the surveillance videos were all there. It was up to them whether they could find any clues.
Lao Song, who had been tired for a long time, finally returned home. This is a building built in the 1980s. The dormitory building of Jiangbei City Commerce Bureau. Lao Song’s wife used to be a salesperson in the city department store. The March 8th Red Flag Bearer has now been laid off and is at home. Fortunately, Lao Song’s
The salary is relatively high, and it is not a problem to support my wife and children with six to seven thousand yuan a month.
After entering the house, Lao Song took off his police uniform and lay down on the bed. His whole body was like a heavy sandbag and he never wanted to get up. His wife came over and wiped his face with a hot towel. She took off his leather shoes and brought him porridge and fried dough sticks.
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Lao Song sat on the bed and asked, "Where is that little bastard?"
"My son has gone to school," my wife said.
Lao Song's hand holding the fried dough sticks suddenly stopped and his eyebrows knitted together: "The little bastard lied again. Did he say that the school has to pay for books? I said you can't spoil him anymore and go outside when you have some money.
What else can we eat when we go out to a bar and fight? *** If I hadn’t gone out with all my face to beg for help last time, this kid would have been sent to a labor camp.”
My wife hurriedly advised: "Lao Song, please calm down. Your son has learned well now and is really going to school. I talked with their class teacher on the phone."
Old Song was surprised and asked: "The sun is out in the west. Is there anything in the school that can attract him?"
"I heard that today it was the pornographic and violent stuff posted on Piao Tianwen's website by their school's youth league committee that caused harm."
My wife said: "Old Song, where did you want to go? My son is still the secretary of the Youth League Committee. I heard that he is a man who has a good way of giving lectures."
Lao Song lowered his head and thought for a moment, then put down the dough stick and put on his shoes.
"Old Song, what are you doing?"
"Go to school and find out what's going on."
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Lao Song, who was dressed in casual clothes at the door of the Mechanical Vocational High School, stopped his motorcycle and locked the car on the roadside. Suddenly, a white Fukang attracted his attention. He walked around the Fukang twice and kept muttering to himself that the owner of the car was really willing to spend money.
The tires, wheels, four-inch size disc brakes, exhaust pipes, and suspension have been completely modified, and the materials are all top-notch. The cost of modification can cost half a new car.
After entering the school, he first went to find the teacher to find out the situation. Unfortunately, all the teachers were in class, so Lao Song walked to his son's classroom to take a look.
The classroom was quiet and only the teacher's voice could be heard. Lao Song didn't pay attention and only thought that the scene in the classroom was too bizarre.
All the male and female students were listening to the class attentively, even the prickly ones sitting in the back row. They not only listened to the class, but also actively interacted with the teacher. The atmosphere was very lively and quiet for a while.
Lao Song* glanced at his naughty and mischievous son who was sitting in the classroom with a thirst for knowledge in his eyes. From time to time he stretched out his hand to ask for words. For a moment, Lao Song went back to ten years ago when his son was in elementary school and he was so motivated and diligent.
I was eager to learn. Unfortunately, I later got involved in online games and got together with some unscrupulous classmates, got into fights, and even had sex. Last time I was detained by the security brigade, but I had to step in and get my life back.
The school bell rang. The students were chatting and laughing and came out surrounded by the teacher. Lao Song's son Song Bin was also among them. The young man was surprised to find his father standing at the door and asked quickly: "Dad, why are you here?"
Also shocked was Lao Song. Only then did he realize that the teacher who was giving the lecture was the man who drove the Mercedes-Benz and chased the BMW last night.
Liu Ziguang also recognized Lao Song. He patted Song Bin's shoulder calmly and said, "You are the parent of classmate Song Bin, right? Your son has been doing well recently. I am planning to let him join the league in this batch."
Song Bin said: "By the way, Dad, I don't know how to write a group application form yet. You can help me make a draft when you go home."
Lao Song quickly stretched out his hand to shake Liu Ziguang's hand: "Thank you, teacher, and thank you to the school for educating my useless son."
Song Bin said strangely: "Dad, why are you crying?"
Old Song wiped the corners of his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense about daddy getting sand in his eyes."
Liu Ziguang and Lao Song didn't have any in-depth conversation, they just exchanged phone numbers. Today's class was over. Liu Ziguang went to Fukang and left Lao Song, standing at the school gate thoughtfully.
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Brother Prince supported his illness and returned home. The house was still in a mess. The safe was locked tightly. He took out the spare key and opened the safe. As expected, the cabinet was empty and there was nothing left.
The prince looked gloomy and remained silent for a long time before he picked up a tea cup, threw it on the ground and cursed: "Fuck it!"
This kid Da Fei is really smart. Not only did he take away thousands of pills, but he also stole hundreds of thousands of dollars. Prince Brother's working capital was gone. He suppressed his anger and opened the small mezzanine with the attitude of giving it a try. He was pleased to see
**I unloaded the magazine while inside to see if the bullets were OK. Fortunately, Da Fei didn't have the guts to take a gun.
With a gun in hand, the prince became more courageous. He put the gun on his waist and called someone.
An hour later, two horse boys arrived with takeaway meals. The two boys turned out to be low-level followers of the prince. Now that all decent jobs have failed, they had to use these two stupid boys.
The prince opened the lunch box and looked at it and immediately became furious: "Full of Sichuan and Hunan cuisine, you want to kill me!" He grabbed the lunch box and threw it at them. The two boys were covered in soup and said aggrievedly: "Brother Prince, weren't you the best before?
Do you like spicy food?"
"That was before, I am now..." The prince was suddenly at a loss for words. Did he want to tell them what happened to him last night? If his back door was injured, he must avoid eating spicy food and drinking alcohol.
"My taste has changed now. If you want to eat something lighter, buy something new for me!" Brother Prince said, throwing out a hundred-dollar bill.
The two boys hurriedly went downstairs and cooked some very bland side dishes at the home-cooked restaurant at the entrance of the community. They didn't add any pepper or salt and didn't add much. After entering the elevator, one of the boys said bitterly: "Boss is really not good at eating and picking vegetables."
After picking and choosing, I added the toppings, spitted into the food, and mixed it with my black fingers. The other person was not to be outdone and started cooking in the same way...
The prince sat down to eat in a dignified manner. The two boys stood opposite each other obediently and watched the prince eating with gusto. They also praised: "It's true that this dish tastes just right. You two should eat some."
"Thank you, boss, we've eaten." The two boys said in unison.
After eating and drinking, the prince lay on the sofa and smoked a cigarette and said to the two boys: "The prince has a task for you to do now. You must do it well for me, otherwise you will look good on me."
"Boss, please tell us and we will listen."
"Recently, I heard that there is a man named Liu Ziguang on the road who is quite famous. Please tell me how many people in his family live and where they live? Where do the older ones work and where the younger ones go to school? The more details the better."
As he said that, he took out 600 yuan and put it on the table. Ma Zai was about to reach out to take it, but the prince held it down with his hand: "The news brought back 300 yuan per person. If there is no news, the money will not go."
The two boys went to Prince Brother in a hurry, and then they lay down on the sand, picked their teeth, and turned on the computer. The goods were gone, so they had to organize restocking quickly.