Before the arrival of the special case team, the local police had already conducted a preliminary investigation. Before the incident, the deputy captain of the urban management brigade drank with his colleagues until 10 p.m. The hotel owner confirmed that the deputy captain was drunk and beat him three times at the door of the store before leaving.
When he spoke, his tongue was a bit loud, he repeated a sentence several times, and raised his voice from time to time, so the boss remembered the contents of these three phone calls very clearly.
1. Hello, Xiao Min? It’s me... Yes, come out, brother will take you to sing, how about it? What, it’s too late... Can our relationship go further? Brother can’t eat you, what are you afraid of?
?Hey, hey, fuck your sister...hang up my phone.
2. Fangfang, where are you? Um... Stop doing business. I am your big customer. I will go to the hotel to get a room. You can take a taxi. Don’t worry... the price is yours. We are all.
I'm an old customer...serve me well all night.
3. Wife, I have to go on a business trip overnight and have a meeting in another place. I won’t be home at night.
From these three phone calls, it is easy to see that the vice-captain’s life style is very corrupt. He burped and staggered out of the hotel alone. Not far away, his mobile phone and a pool of urine were found in the holly bushes in the middle of the street.
The special case team analyzed that the deputy captain disappeared here and his whereabouts are unknown. The murderer should be a male. He cut off his hand with a knife and killed him with a knife, which shows that he was a strong man. The murderer should have a vehicle as a means of transportation, otherwise the giant maggot of the deputy captain
How to transport the body?
The first murder scene should be in a suburb not far away, in a place with many roses.
The special case team asked the local police to focus on investigating the village of the old man selling sweet potatoes to see if there is a butcher who kills pigs and sheep and the old man is related; if there are motorized tricycles or tractors and other transportation vehicles, they should be included in the police's focus.
Su Mei retrieved surveillance videos from various intersections in the city on the night of the incident. Network surveillance systems have been popularized in most cities in China. Surveillance systems are installed in key security areas, busy intersections, residential areas, commercial centers, and station squares.
This provides great convenience for the police to combat crime and build a safe city. Su Mei listed nearly a hundred suspicious vehicles. The next task is to cooperate with the traffic police department to investigate one by one, hoping to find the vehicle where the body was dumped.
A few days passed, and the four members of the special case team decided to go to the market intersection of Jiefang Road to see the progress of Little Pudding's secret investigation.
As soon as Pudding entered the police station, he was reused by the special case team. He was very excited, but after the excitement, he found that criminal investigation work was harder than he imagined. When has this spoiled young man ever suffered like this? Every day.
In the morning, he pushed his tricycle to the intersection of Jiefang Road and set up a stall to sell fruit. At first, he couldn't find a place to set up his stall. He almost got into a dispute because he occupied the stall of a sugar cane vendor. In the end, the sugar cane vendor made room.
Let him set up a stall. Pudding noticed that there were many things on the ground: an old sack, a stone, a broken bowl, a section of sugar cane, a piece of rope...
These things that we never pay attention to all represent people and the stalls occupied by vendors!
Pudding had a question before, why do hawkers seize the road instead of setting up stalls in the market? It was only when he transformed from the son of the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee to a hawker that he realized that the market had to pay management fees and sanitation fees.
There are fees and taxes. The vendors only earn a few dozen yuan a day. After paying the fees, there is not much left, so they would rather operate outside the market.
Small traders and hawkers live next to each other with the same poverty, just like one grass next to another. The pudding soon became familiar with the sugar cane seller. The sugar cane seller only earns thirty yuan a day, but he has to feed a child.
A family of four people.
Pudding sat on the horse and watched the traffic, and he began to think about suffering for the first time in his life.
On the left side of his fruit stall is a seller of sugar-roasted chestnuts. The stall owner is a laid-off female worker holding a child. On the right side is a three-wheeled motorcycle. A sugar cane vendor is peeling the sugar cane skin with a machete. There are many small vendors on both sides of the road.
Some sell candied haws, some sell meat buns, some sell clothes, some sell small department stores for two yuan each... These are all street stalls, and there is a huge flow of people in front of the stalls, bustling and lively.
Pudding suddenly heard cheers and stood up and looked up. There were many people gathered in the open space on the street. A group of martial arts school students, led by their coach, were raising funds for a charity performance in the earthquake-stricken areas.
Students from the martial arts school performed Shaolin Kung Fu, Hard Qigong, Nanquan and Tai Chi, and won bursts of applause.
A little girl's balloon floated to the street lamp. The little girl looked up with tears in her eyes. The martial arts school students instantly built a pyramid human wall under the street lamp without using any tools. The coach
Wearing a red sportswear, he nimbly climbed up the wall, took off the balloon, jumped from the top, rolled on the spot, and returned the balloon to the little girl, which won rounds of applause from passers-by and enthusiastic donations.
The sugarcane vendor said: The martial arts school coach is very powerful. He can fight more than a dozen people by himself and has won many awards.
Pudding said: I don’t know who is more powerful in a fight between him and my brother Hualong, haha.
The sugar cane vendor said: Why are you bragging all day long? I know this person and that person, and I have been listening to your bragging all day long.
Pudding took out a mobile phone, fiddled with it and said: I'm not bragging.
Sugar cane vendor: Oh, where did you buy this copycat machine? It costs at least 800 yuan, right?
Pudding: Ok, this is not a parallel import. Eight hundred yuan? For eight hundred yuan, you can touch it.
Sugar cane vendor: Play me a song called "Pray to the Buddha" or "Perfume Is Poisonous". I'll wash everything and sleep with you...
The sugarcane vendor stood up and sang at the top of his voice, making the little pudding bend down with laughter.
Little Pudding asked: A few days ago, the man who killed the urban management must have great kung fu. Have you heard about this?
The sugar cane vendor said: I know who did it. I'll go pee first and tell you when I come back. You can help me look at the stall, brother.
Pudding said: Go ahead.
The sugar cane vendor said: If the urban management comes, remember to call me quickly.
Pudding said: What's so scary about urban management? The director of the Public Security Bureau has to listen to my dad, that's right.
The sugar cane vendor slapped him hard on the head and said: Hey, you kid really knows how to brag.
Pudding rubbed his head and said: Forget it if you don’t believe it. By the way, who did that?
The sugar cane vendor said: I saw it with my own eyes when the deputy captain beat the old man selling sweet potatoes that day. I will talk about it when I get back because I can't hold it in any longer.
The four members of the special case team found Pudding's fruit stand and pretended to buy fruit. Puding was very happy to see them. While weighing the scale, he lowered his voice and told the special case team that the identity of the Rose Killer would be found out soon. Su Meina
Picking up a red apple and smelling it, Professor Liang nodded and asked: Young man, how is the business?
Pudding hippie smiles with a smile: The horse tiger is still together, otherwise, you buy more; this beautiful sister, buy two pounds of apples.
Su Mei glared at him and put the apple down.
At this time, there was a sudden commotion at the intersection. Several cars drove over, and the harsh sound of brakes and the sound of loudspeakers were mixed together. Someone shouted, "The urban management is coming, run quickly." A majestic voice came from the horn of the urban management law enforcement vehicle.
The impatient voice said: I have told you so many times that stalls are not allowed here, so I knocked down all their stalls and confiscated the scales.
Dozens of urban management officers came in force. It seemed like this was a large-scale joint law enforcement operation.
Vendors were frightened and fled one after another, causing chaos at intersections. Some rode tricycles and ran to small alleys at lightning speed, while others pushed wheelbarrows to hide in residential areas. If they ran too slowly, they were caught by the urban management, and the stalls were
It was overturned and the scale was broken into two parts by the urban management. All kinds of goods were scattered on the ground, and the sounds of shouting and grabbing could be heard from time to time. People passing by stopped in succession. Do some elderly people feel aroused in their hearts when they see this scene of violent law enforcement?
Not-so-distant memories?
A fat man in uniform, holding a toothpick in his mouth, led two civilian workers to the pudding fruit stall. The fat man roared: Who asked you to do this? The four members of the special case team hid in a safe area.
Little Pudding asked: Do you have any documents? Obviously, this sentence angered the big fat man. He overturned Pudding's cart of fruit to the ground, crushed an apple viciously, spit out the toothpick, and yelled obscenely: This is
It's the certificate.
The woman selling sugar-roasted chestnuts next to her looked panicked and hurriedly put her chestnuts into a cardboard box. Two people in civilian clothes grabbed the cardboard box and threw several boxes of chestnuts into the car. The woman hugged the fat man’s legs and begged,
Her child stood aside and cried in fear. The woman begged that she was laid off and had borrowed money to buy these chestnuts, and asked the urban management officer to let her go.
The fat urban management officer’s answer was: Smash the pot on her!
A plain-clothed officer fiercely raised a weight and smashed a hole in the chestnut roasting pot.
At this time, the woman selling sugar-roasted chestnuts was like crazy. She made an extreme move - the mother raised her child above her head, cried and said in a hoarse voice: If you don't give me back the chestnuts, I will give them to you.
The child fell to death in front of you!
The child was only about four years old. He didn’t understand why his mother did this. He was so frightened that he cried loudly and kept calling for mother, mother...
The scene in front of him made Hualong's blood surge. He took off his police uniform, wearing only
A white shirt, then rolled up the sleeves and loosened a few buttons, revealing a solid chest like a stone sculpture.
Hua Long clenched his fists and veins popped out on his arms; Bao Zhan held him tightly, trying to persuade him to calm down and prevent him from rushing forward.
The mother held up her child, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with desperate begging. The fat urban management officer was really hard-hearted. He sneered and cursed, "Fuck you." After saying that, he kicked the mother in the stomach.
Fell to the ground with the child.
Professor Liang said coldly: Xiaolong, what are you waiting for?
Hualong was furious, and the grief and anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He shouted loudly, and kicked sideways with extremely powerful force, hitting the big fat city manager in the head. With a plop, the fat city manager fell to the ground. Hualong
He picked up a thin urban manager in civilian clothes next to him, threw him up, and kicked him away with a side kick. The urban manager shouted, "It's a fight, come on." Dozens of urban managers gathered around angrily, and the crowd also stepped back.
In the open space, all passing vehicles stopped.
Hualong stood in the middle, surrounded by dozens of menacing urban management officials.
The onlookers were sweating over the painted dragon. Most of these urban management officials were ruffians. They had developed strong skills in street fighting by fighting with vendors for a long time. Some urban management officials even held iron rods, steel pipes and other weapons in their hands.
The surroundings became very quiet, the wind blew by, and a withered yellow leaf floated down.
When Hua Long was about to take action, a man in red sportswear knocked down several urban management officials and rushed in. He held two white wax sticks in his hand, handed one to Hua Long, and said with fists clasped in the rules of martial arts.
:Shaolin Martial Arts School instructor, Zheng Xuejian, is willing to fight side by side with you.
Hua Long took the white wax stick, clasped his fists in return and said: Nice to meet you, Armed Police Instructor, Hua Long.
Dozens of urban management officers rushed over screaming. Hua Long and Zheng Xuejian waved wooden sticks, only to hear a crackling sound, and several urban management officers were knocked to the ground by the wooden sticks. Zheng Xuejian used the Shaolin stick method, and Hua Long had learned from a famous teacher when he was young.
Learned the famous Liuhe stick technique. Two people pointed eastward and hit the west, using the white wax stick to create a strong wind. They pounded and chopped, using their whole body to master all kinds of stick moves to become proficient and powerful.
The two of them were like competing in martial arts, cheering each other on and not wanting to be outdone themselves.
An urban management officer rushed over and used Hualong's "Beam Spear" move to pierce the man's feet. Then he raised the tip of the stick and hit the man's chin. He knocked him down with a sideways blow. These three consecutive moves were as fast as lightning.
Another urban management officer pressed towards Zheng Xuejian. Zheng Xuejian stepped forward and used the "Fan Fei Ba Da" in the Shaolin stick technique. It was so fast and dazzling that only a series of sounds were heard. The urban management officer's legs, knees, chest
, was hit in eight places including the abdomen, and the last stick hit his neck. He fell to the ground and screamed.
Soon, after waving the sticks, a large number of urban management officers fell on the ground, and there were still a few left. Hua Long and Zheng Xuejian threw down the white wax sticks, hoping to take the opportunity to show off their fists and kicks, but those urban management officers showed fear on their faces and had no fear at all.
Losing his arrogance, he hesitated to take a few steps forward, turned around and fled. The urban management officers who fell on the ground helped each other and fled in confusion.
The onlookers cheered loudly and applauded.
After a while, a reporter from the TV station arrived with a camera. The TV station planned to do a program on urban management law enforcement and creating a good city appearance. There were still some people gathered around the scene, talking about the recent urban management incident.
Before the interview, the TV reporter specially found three generations of old, middle-aged and young people and asked them to stand in front of the camera and recite the lines they had memorized. An old man had a bad memory and stumbled over the words "Thank you... for the good city appearance" several times.
"Without the hawkers, I feel refreshed even when I go for a walk."
The reporter holding a microphone stood in front of the camera, smiled and said loudly: Recently, our city's urban management and law enforcement departments have launched a heavy blow to crack down on illegal traders operating without licenses and occupying roads in the city. We just interviewed three citizens. They
We warmly welcome this rectification measure. We see that the urban area has not been greatly affected, the mood of the people in all parties is stable, and the citizens' lives are in order...
One of the onlookers shouted at the top of his lungs: Stable and orderly, your grandma has such a bad leg!
The crowd of onlookers burst into laughter, and the reporter blushed. He quickly finished his report and left the scene.
110 also came. It seems that during the battle with the urban management, someone called the police, and the patrol officer asked an old man who was watching the fun.
The old man put his hands behind his back and squinted his eyes, as if he was a little deaf. The patrolman asked several questions in succession before the old man heard clearly.
The old man said: Nothing happened here, no one was in charge of urban management.
The patrolman asked: Do you know what happened to those pools of blood on the ground?
The old man held out four fingers and said: I swear, that was a dog crushed to death.
