Bao Sheng switched the content on the curtain: "This is the warhead found at the scene. It is initially judged to be Type 95..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Dongming exclaimed: "Police gun?"
"Yeah." Bao Sheng nodded, "Our bureau's technology and equipment are limited, and further inspection is needed to find out the specific source of the gun."
This sentence is undoubtedly like a heavy hammer that hits everyone.
They all know that Cui Yinghua has been committed to tracking down the smuggling gang, so they naturally define this shooting as the revenge of the smuggling gang. But now the sudden appearance of police guns has pushed the case to a very serious level.
Losing a police gun is a serious matter, not to mention the fact that this gun killed an active police officer.
Lu Wuchuan did not leave much time for everyone to think. He said: "This matter is of great importance and has been reported to the Municipal Party Committee and the Provincial Department. If the estimate is correct, the Provincial Department will send someone to come down. Before that, there are some things I must do
I have to explain it to you."
This was the main reason why he called members of the special case team for an emergency meeting. He wanted to explain Cui Yinghua's matter clearly to his team members before the people above arrived.
As Lu Wuchuan expected, several unfamiliar faces appeared at the nine o'clock case analysis meeting.
The meeting was chaired by Xie Changyu, and Chief He Yuancheng was also present.
"The provincial department attaches great importance to the shooting that occurred in our city yesterday and specially sent an investigation team here. Let me introduce it first..."
Xie Changyu began to introduce several people from the provincial department, headed by a director of the Provincial Criminal Investigation Bureau named Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan is in his forties, not too tall, slightly thin, and has sharp eyes with a few obvious crow's feet.
Sitting next to him were scouts Li Youhe, Gao Qi, and Liu Xiaocong, a woman in her thirties who worked as a technical detective.
After the introduction of the personnel, Xie Changyu gave a detailed explanation of the case, including Cui Yinghua's stay at Duanmo's house.
Next, the participants discussed and analyzed, and Chen Yuan assigned tasks.
Lu Wuchuan and Duan Mo did not participate in this meeting because they had been isolated in two inquiry rooms as early as seven o'clock, waiting for organizational investigation.
Sitting alone in the consultation room, Duan Mo felt as if time had frozen. The sequelae of yesterday's rain, staying up late, grief, and mental stress were all highlighted.
Her head was dizzy, her throat was dry, and she could feel the hot breath she exhaled.
There was a water dispenser in the inquiry room, but she didn't want to trouble the police officers guarding outside because she had to go to the bathroom, so she only drank half a cup of warm water to moisten her throat.
I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the inquiry room was opened from the outside, and a man and a woman walked in.
The two sat down across the table, and the woman spoke first: "Duanmo, is that right? I am Liu Xiaocong of the Provincial Department, and this is Director Chen Yuan. We are here to find out about Cui Yinghua's situation with you, and I hope you can answer truthfully."
The other party used "answer" instead of "explain", which is already a sign of respect.
Duanmo nodded his heavy head: "I will answer truthfully, you asked." As soon as he opened his mouth, his throat hurt as if it had been sandpapered, and his voice was hoarse.
The two people opposite didn't seem to notice this at all. Liu Xiaocong started the questioning, and then the initiative of questioning was transferred to Chen Yuan.
From meeting Cui Yinghua to her murder, I was asked repeatedly about everything that happened during this period. Even the details of the original joint arrest operation were clearly asked.
When Chen Yuan spoke, his voice was low, his tone was calm, and his questions were very simple. They seemed very ordinary and casual. But Duan Mo knew that no matter the starting point of the topic or the tone of words, he was actually very skillful.
His head was getting heavier and heavier, he had a splitting headache, and the scene in front of him was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. He couldn't help coughing twice every time he said a few words. Chen Yuan had no reaction to this and had no intention of stopping. Only Liu Xiaocong
I gave her water twice.
The questioning lasted from 11 noon to 2 p.m., and finally ended when Duan Mo couldn't hold on any longer and fell on the table.
The sound of opening the door, the sound of footsteps, the noise of voices...it was a mess and could not be heard clearly. It seemed as if it was right next to me, or as if it came from another distant world. Everything became nothing as the senses disappeared.
There was an inexplicable force biting her in the darkness, and the pain spread to her limbs and bones.
Something pierced the back of her hand, reminding her of the hand with broken glass. She wanted to hide, but was held down, unable to move at all.
The coldness invaded every corner of the body along the arms, even the joints seemed to be frozen.
All resistance was in vain, she felt like she was being pulled into an endless abyss.
I don't know how long it took, but Duanmo's consciousness began to gradually return. She slowly opened her eyes, and the dim light made her temporarily confused about where she was.
"Are you awake?" Lu Wuchuan's low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears.
Duan Mo wanted to ask where she was, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the air rubbed against her throat and she couldn't help but cough.
"Stop talking and drink some water first."
A straw is brought to your lips and you can put it into your mouth just by tilting your head.
"Slow down and breathe gently."
The warm water flowed into the mouth through the straw, moistening the dry throat, and the unbearable itching was greatly relieved.
"Don't drink too much at one time." The straw was forcibly removed, and Lu Wuchuan pushed the flowers on her forehead behind her ears, "Pneumonia, the fever is nearly 40 degrees, and you have slept for more than 30 hours."
"So long?" Duanmo said hoarsely. She thought, this must be the longest sleep she has ever had in her life. Will she become stupid after thirty hours?
"I woke up in the middle, but my consciousness was not very clear. It's normal not to remember." Lu Wuchuan stroked her forehead, "The high fever came back and forth, and it only subsided this afternoon."
"that……"
Lu Wuchuan seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and said: "It's okay, everything has been found out. Director Chen came here at noon and said a few soft words, which is considered an apology. Are you hungry?"
She had just woken up and had no appetite at all. She shook her head, causing another wave of dizziness.
Lu Wuchuan touched her forehead to test the temperature: "Close your eyes and rest for a while. It's easy to feel dizzy just after the fever subsides."
Duanmo closed his eyes obediently and asked, "Why did you let me go so easily?"
When he was in the interrogation room, Director Chen didn't seem to give up easily.
"Thank you for your support, what else can they do? It's just a formality and they have to go." Lu Wuchuan sighed, "The only thing I didn't expect was that you would get sick at this time and be so serious. It's all my fault. If it had been earlier
If you find out, it won’t be like this anymore.”
"How can I blame you?" Duan Mo opened his eyes slightly and raised his hand to touch his blue chin, "Look at you, your beard has grown."