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Chapter 776 Traceability

Quack, quack…

"What is this sound?" Cui Qishan arrived at the scene and heard scratching sounds inside, as if bamboo rats were eating.

"The one who pooped was digging at the door panel with his nails." Xiao Si stood guard at the door of the toilet and refused to go in. He said, "Everyone else has gone to chase the people who ran away. I am watching the front desk alone and still have to guard."

Even if I yell at him, he won’t listen.”

Cui Qishan then glanced at the girl who was ordered to sit opposite, aggrieved and a little scared, and looked like a car model, and then glared at Xiao Si: "You put handcuffs on her, can't we go in and deal with her?"

"Ah...I guess...she doesn't pose an imminent threat." Xiao Si gave the girl a friendly smile.

The girl laughed in panic.

"Take it away, take it away." Cui Qishan specially called a policewoman over: "Listen to your logic. If she is not threatening, what is the sound of scratching the door?"

Cui Qishan said, waved his hand forward and said, "Go and find the person. I haven't seen such a noisy suspect in a while."

Two criminal police officers stepped forward and shouted: "Police! Now I order you to open the door, raise your hands, and stand as far away from the door as possible."

In the toilet cubicle, the sound of hands scratching the wooden door suddenly disappeared.

"I came in to borrow the toilet." The man inside the wooden door said weakly.

The criminal policeman at the door almost laughed: "No matter what you are here for, you must obey orders and command, do you understand?"

"I'm not from this company..."

"It would be better if you are not from this company or an employee of this company. Just be obedient and speak clearly, and we will let you go. Do you understand?" The detectives' attitudes were very good, just like ordinary Neptune's.

, before the goal is achieved, the emotional needs of the other party are fully satisfied as much as possible. The language is mainly about cake, regardless of whether it is true or false.

The man inside the wooden door cowered for a long time, still verbally confrontational.

Cui Qishan winked, and a strong criminal policeman shook his head, carried a shield, and stood two meters away. Then he made a gesture and kicked him fiercely.

Click.

The wooden door was suddenly kicked open.

The person who was talking inside made an "ah" sound, shouted in fear, and threw the strange things out.

"shit!"

Even the criminal police suddenly became frightened.

Snap!

Two small, medium-sized pieces of feces with pointed ends were thrown out, causing splash damage.

Compared with the trivial physical injuries, the sudden mental injuries are particularly heart-breaking.

Xiao Si silently stepped forward and locked the bathroom door.

In the bathroom, Cui Qishan, who was just about to turn around and escape, was stuck at the door.

"Open the door!" Cui Qishan was going crazy!

Xiao Si stood across the door and said softly: "Captain Cui, if I open the door now, can you stop the suspect? If you can't stop the suspect, he will not only easily encounter the cultural relics and antiques in the work area here, but also jump off the building.

Run away.”

Cui Qishan couldn't help but look back and saw a man in a suit holding shit in both hands and laughing so hard that he looked crazy.

There is a saying that Cui Qishan once actually handled a case involving explosives, and the man who was about to commit suicide did not laugh so horribly.

And just considering the distance between the two of them, Cui Qishan couldn't get rid of him without any damage.

Just opening the door is enough time for the opponent to pounce on you.

Cui Qishan couldn't help but sigh. What Xiao Si said made sense. The suspect was obviously struggling. If he was let out, he would be in trouble if he jumped off the building.

Thinking of this, Cui Qishan could only turn around, cover his face with his hands, and shouted: "Arrest people!"

The captain stood in front of him and was stunned. The other three detectives saw it and pounced on him.

The suspect laughed wildly for three and a half times, then smeared the last bit of shit on his chest, shoulders, wrists and cheeks with both hands.

This move shocked the three criminal policemen.

Taking advantage of this moment, the suspect roared and rushed towards Cui Qishan.

What could Cui Qishan do? He could only turn sideways to give way to the opponent's momentum, then use his left hand to press against the opponent's right shoulder, and his right hand to press against the opponent's left chest. He twisted his hands and threw the person heavily against the wall.

"Seven Injury Fist." Cui Qishan looked at the two criminal policemen, with their hands full of shit and their bodies covered in shit. They pinned the suspect down and then looked down at himself. Tears of irritation almost flowed from his eyes.

If you have this strength, why not become a mercenary? What kind of skill is playing shit!

A few people tidied up a bit before opening the door and going out.

The whole office was filled with a heavy smell.

"Get yourselves clean. Keep the evidence." Xiao Si covered her nose and stepped back.

Cui Qishan looked at him, his eyes rounder than the tips of shit.

"What's your name?" The other three criminal police officers asked while pulling the suspect to a corner and interrogating him on the spot.

At the very least, we need to know why this company ran away in a panic.



Jiang Yuan arrived a little later. He first took samples downstairs and fixed the botanical evidence.

On the other hand, Tao Lu was afraid that something might happen to him, so he specifically asked for it.

In this completely unfamiliar company, if there is one suspect hiding in the toilet, there may be seven suspects hiding in the drawer. The first one to enter must take risks.

Needless to say, Jiang Yuan felt that Tao Lu was making a fuss out of a molehill until he entered the door.

But now looking at Cui Qishan and the other three criminal policemen, Jiang Yuan felt that the detachment leader was worthy of being a detachment leader and he was really experienced.

"This shop sells antique blind boxes." The sturdy criminal policeman completed the temporary interrogation and came over to report with a dark face.

"Antique blind box? Antiques can also be blind boxed?" Jiang Yuan was curious.

"Mainly low-value cultural toys, but there are also antiques and jades with relatively high price tags, the cheaper ones cost dozens of yuan, and the expensive ones cost hundreds or thousands of yuan. If someone gets valuable money, they will also recycle it.

…”

Jiang Yuan frowned: "Recycling is illegal, right?"

"Illegal, and they also engage in fraud. They will deliberately unbox some low-value items and send them to people who buy more..."

Lottery is allowed, and blind boxes are also legal, but if the merchant draws money directly instead of gifts, or the gifts can be directly exchanged for money, then it is illegal and it is a crime to open a casino.

The legal or illegal boundary is whether money can be exchanged.

As for blind box modification, that is blatant fraud.

Xiao Si came closer and said, "So, they thought the Dong Chuang incident happened?"

"Roughly the same."

"Then what we dug out...is the result of two blind boxes?"

"No." The detective shook his head and said: "I showed the photo, and it was said to be a veteran actor here. He often showed it to everyone in the live broadcast room. He lost it before, and the boss was quite angry. He couldn't find it later.

, and let it go."

"They also have a live broadcast room?" Xiao Si asked: "Which platform is it on?"

"Small platform. The kind that violates regulations."

Cui Qishan asked: "Two bronze Buddhas and two porcelains are worth a lot of money. Do they know how much they are worth?"

"This bastard doesn't know. Their boss should know. He lost his temper and sent someone to look for him."

"In this case, we must catch the owner of this store." Cui Qishan's expression became solemn and he said slowly: "With tens of millions of dollars, no one will give up, let alone a man who is engaged in the black industry.

Guy, if you don't do it right, you might kill someone."



trial room.

The owner of the auction house was wearing a suit, with a trace of disdain on his prominent cheekbones:

"It's only ten million. I don't care. How could I kill someone for such a small amount of money? As for that?"

Xiao Si, who was sitting at the interrogation table, suddenly felt a little funny and couldn't help laughing.

"You don't believe it?" The auction house owner sat up straight.

"I believe it. Then tell me about your business performance." The interrogator's expression remained unchanged and he just asked one more question.

The owner of the auction house suddenly became cowardly, and the answer he had just released in order to get rid of the murder case became fuel to burn himself.

"Don't worry. If you don't explain it properly, your employees and your accountants will. Later, you will be sentenced heavily and they will be sentenced lightly. Is it worth it?" The interrogator has seen this kind of thing too many times and doesn't take it seriously at all.

The owner of the auction house lowered his head and sighed: "We are not fixed. On good days, a live broadcast room can make millions in revenue a day, but there are also times when we have no money all day long."

"What about the average monthly or yearly turnover?"

"A month...tens of millions."

The interrogator knew that what he said was unrealistic, but he continued to ask: "What about the profits?"

"Profit... half of the profit."

"What are your expenses? What are your biggest expenses?"

"The most... is the labor cost. We have to give everyone a commission. When one of our employees gets a lot, we will get hundreds of thousands a month..." At this time, the boss began to try his best to pass the blame.

At the same time, the botanists looking at the big monitor screen all had expressions that were a little unclear.

Han Chuang studied hard for three decades, but in the end, let alone income, he had to fill out so many forms to apply for a project worth hundreds of thousands, and he was no better than a seller of fake antiques.

"You have to stay in jail for more than 10 years. Real punishment. Moreover, the illegal income must be confiscated. The money earned will basically be spit out, and the money spent will not be counted. The houses, watches and other things bought will be auctioned off by the judiciary." Jiang Yuan could see it.

Out of everyone's thoughts, I offered a word of comfort from someone else's perspective.

The expressions of the botanists are indeed much better. If you get a doctorate and work hard for more than ten years, if you don't get cancer, you will at least have an apartment left.

"Then how will this case proceed? Has the clue been broken again?" Zhao Ming felt a little unhappy.

"The suspect has been caught." Jiang Yuan spread his hands: "They have surveillance in the store, and they know the name of the person who stole the things, but they can't find him."

"Yes, can you find it?"

Cui Qishan said: "The criminal police from our brigade flew over last night and cooperated with the Hangzhou police to catch the person this morning. The suspect is a habitual criminal and works as a local self-media photographer with a monthly salary of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.

He lives in his girlfriend’s house. She is an anchor and very beautiful. She also gives him Rolexes and buys LV clothes..."

Botanists were once again silenced.

"Let's go. We're going back." Zhao Wei waved his hand, and the botanists left the monitoring room one by one.

Jiang Yuan also came out, and then saw Zhan Kong waving excitedly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuan walked over and asked.

"I made that skull restoration!" Zhan Kun showed Jiang Yuan the photo on his cell phone.

"Is this... the skull from the previous case?" Jiang Yuan checked it and then confirmed that what Zhan Gong was doing was the skull restoration of the deceased in Qi Changye's special case.

Calculating the time, it's quite fast.

Jiang Yuan looked at it carefully, nodded and said: "It's done well... Well, of course there is some room for modification, such as here..."

Zhan Kong immediately took out his notebook and listened carefully.

At some point, the system screen popped up in front of Jiang Yuan:

Mission accomplished: Discipleship

Mission content: Zhan Kun has been studying with him for 48 hours and can teach him the skull restoration technique to reach the level of LV1.

Mission reward: Pistol shooting (LV3)


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