Qiao Mucai looked expressionless, looking at Shen Zhifeng standing in front of him, and said: "You told me that when arranging a substitute for Guo Changqing, I was still thinking that this was indeed a good way. At least it could attract the attention of the Communist Party.
The role of the Communist Party, looking at it now, is completely focused on one thing at the expense of the other, and we still underestimated the capabilities of the Communist Party."
"Webmaster, I have indeed committed the taboo of underestimating the enemy. Please give me another chance. I will definitely find a way to find out the matter." Shen Zhifeng was extremely angry. He knew that Guo Changqing died of murder, but he couldn't find out.
Any clues.
Qiao Mucai sighed softly: "Hey, Zhifeng, if it's a case handled by the station, I can handle it for you. The problem is that the Shaanxi Station can't explain it. They made a report early in the morning and put it to death.
After reporting the incident to the headquarters, I estimate that your punishment will be inevitable..."
"Then, what kind of punishment will it be?" Shen Zhifeng felt uneasy. He was most worried that this matter would affect the appointment of the inspector general.
"What kind of punishment..." Qiao Mu thought for a moment and said slowly: "What was originally a sure thing ended up in a mess. The headquarters attaches great importance to this case. You must be mentally prepared."
Shen Zhifeng knew very well that the reason why Qiao Mucai said this must have been heard from the headquarters.
Qiao Mu took a sip from his tea bowl, looked at the dejected Shen Zhifeng, and said, "But then again, nothing is absolute. You still have a chance to save the situation in a short period of time."
Shen Zhifeng hurriedly said: "What opportunity?"
"First of all, you have to understand one thing. Guo Changqing's life or death does not matter. His value is limited to identifying No. 013. Therefore, as long as you can find No. 013 in a short time or solve a similar major case,
The dark clouds in the sky will naturally disperse."
"Thank you for your advice."
"The guidance is mine, the result is yours."
"I know."
Coming out of the stationmaster's office, Shen Zhifeng walked slowly in the corridor.
Although Qiao Mucai seemed to have given some guidance, everyone knew that solving a major case in a short period of time was easier said than done.
Bai Jumin came over quickly and said, "Deputy Director Shen, we have clues about the case at the Delta Clothing Store..."
Shen Zhifeng waved his hand: "Go back and talk."
Returning to the deputy director's office, Shen Zhifeng sat down with a tired look: "Let's talk."
Bai Jumin said: "Yesterday, the plainclothes team caught a thief on the street and found a wad of brand-new large-denomination banknotes from him. After I heard about this, I went over and took a look. Guess what, the number of those banknotes was GD2251.
At the beginning, the banknote number of Delta Tailor Shop starts with GD2253, so..."
Shen Zhifeng was refreshed and asked eagerly: "Who is the owner?"
"The thief said he didn't know who the owner was, and he hurried away after stealing the money. He was caught before he even left the street."
"What's the thief's name?"
"Ma Hui, that guy is a habitual thief and has a bit of a reputation in the Hongqiao area."
"Where is he now?"
"He is being held at Hongqiao Police Station... How about I bring him here and you can ask him personally?"
"No, let's go to the police station!"
…………
Hongqiao Police Station.
trial room.
Shen Zhifeng waited for a while, and the police brought Ma Hui in.
Shen Zhifeng looked him up and down. This guy was really unqualified to be a thief. He was born with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He didn't look like a good guy.
Shen Zhifeng waved his hand to signal the police to go out first, then pointed to the banknotes on the table and said to Ma Hui: "Where did you steal this money?"
Ma Hui chuckled and said, "Officer, what you say is so unpleasant. We can't call it stealing, we can't call it obedience."
"Okay, then let me ask you again, where did you get all this money?"
"That part of Nanshi."
"Nanshi is getting bigger. Let's be more specific."
"Near the Qiao Family Courtyard."
"Do you still remember the appearance of the owner?"
"Officer, are you kidding me? In our line of work, we always attack from behind. How dare we see what the owner looks like?"
Seeing Ma Hui's playful smile, Bai Jumin scolded from the side: "I'm warning you, just answer whatever I ask you. If you continue to be so careless, if you make me anxious, you won't get the consequences!"
Ma Hui didn't care: "Are you two new here? You look a bit unfamiliar. I am a frequent visitor to the police station and I know all the rules. If you pay me this little money, I will be detained for two months at most, and I won't be shot.
Bar?"
"How dare you challenge me!" Bai Jumin gestured to take action.
Shen Zhifeng started to shout: "Stop!"
He turned to Ma Hui and said, "Tell me everything in detail. You don't have to be detained for two months. I can let you go now."
Ma Hui's face lit up: "Aren't you fooling me?"
Shen Zhifeng said calmly: "Do you think it is necessary for me to do this?"
Ma Hui thought for a while: "Well, it doesn't matter whether you can trust me or not... A few days ago, I was walking around Nanshi, and that guy, oh, was the owner. He was carrying a canvas bag. I
Look at the bulge in the bag, this kind of door-to-door business, it would be a shame not to do it, don’t you think?"
Bai Jumin said with a cold face: "Stop talking nonsense and continue."
Ma Hui bared his teeth and smiled: "Yes, yes, no nonsense... Where did I just talk? You see, you have to start from the beginning."
This guy kept talking nonsense, and Shen Zhifeng was also very angry. It seemed that he had to give him some color, so he winked at Bai Jumin.
Without saying a word, Bai Jumin rushed over and slapped Ma Hui twice.
His blow was so severe that blood flowed from Ma Hui's nostrils, his face suddenly turned purple, and a palm print was left on his side.
After being beaten, Ma Hui immediately became obedient and huddled in the corner fearfully, covering his cheeks and not daring to move.
Shen Zhifeng pulled a towel and threw it over: "Can you remember now?"
Ma Hui wiped the nosebleed with a towel and nodded repeatedly: "Yes."
"Go on."
"...After I succeeded, when I was approaching the corner of the street, I saw a girl who was very well-dressed. I thought about making another profit. Just when I was about to take action, I asked the brothers from the police station to hold her down."
Bai Jumin sneered and said, "It would have been nice to have said that earlier. Why bother getting slapped twice?"
Shen Zhifeng thought for a while and said to Ma Hui: "You just said that the man was carrying a canvas satchel. What kind of bag is it? Are there any words on it? Or are there other marks?"
Ma Hui shook his head: "Officer, I really didn't pay attention to this..."
"Was he walking?"
"No, pushing a bicycle."
"What kind of bicycle?"
"It's just an ordinary bicycle... Oh, by the way, there are a few iron hooks on both sides of the back seat."
"Iron hook?"
"It's the kind of iron hook that can hang things..."