The dark clouds in the sky are moving rapidly, like the accelerating scene of a movie, indicating that the bad weather is about to leave, and the once clear sky will soon return to the sky.
The vehicles on the street also speed up unconsciously, as if echoing the sky.
Only when you lower your eyes and look at the ground floor, you can see the frowns, annoyed looks, helpless sighs on the faces of pedestrians who are walking slowly, and they are running against the wind, even if their skirts are lifted.
A silhouette that can't run very far.
A Ford Transit-modified prison van was parked steadily in front of the police station.
"Slow down and get out of the car, don't make any noise, don't cause trouble for me, don't add punishment to yourself!" The police officer in the co-pilot jumped out of the car and said something unpleasant.
Several handcuffed criminal suspects were taken out of the car. The man at the head had a gray beard and muscular muscles. He took two steps forward with a calm expression, stood upright, and then looked up at the building in front of him.
Red banner:
"Solidly advance the summer security crackdown and rectification operations!"
The man's eyelids twitched: "It's so early this year."
"Stop talking, get in line and follow me." The escorting criminal policeman ignored him.
The man with the gray beard smiled and followed him obediently.
In this way, we walked all the way to the detention location and entered the iron gate. The man with the gray beard picked up the topic again: "I passed by here before and there wasn't that red banner. Is it a new one?"
"Yes." After the detective sent the person to the interrogation center, he relaxed, grabbed his finger and rubbed it in the ink pad, and replied smoothly: "Old Pu, just stay here in peace and don't cause trouble."
"Is Jiang Yuan ready to move in?" Old Pu with a gray beard sighed: "Didn't they arrest everyone?"
"Did you call Jiang Yuan's name?" the policeman next to him scolded.
The younger brother who was arrested together said loudly: "Isn't that what people call names?"
"Xiaotian!" The gray-bearded Lao Pu stopped his younger brother and said, "It is appropriate to call him Jiang Shen."
"Your little brother's name is Xiaotian? Is he Xiaotian Dog? That's a dog's name." The policeman who was preparing for interrogation had already begun to get into character and began to mock.
Lao Pu stopped his younger brother with his eyes again, smiled gently, and said: "It is indeed a dog's name, but it is not a roaring dog. He is often deceived by bitches and used as a licking dog, so he is called Xiaotian."
Xiaotian, whose chest muscles were bulging, had no expression on her face and was just spitting.
The detective, who was all ready to be the bad guy, couldn't hold himself back: "If you use such a name to get around, won't others laugh at you?"
Xiaotian looked at the other party calmly: "The world is far away. I am worthy of women and worthy of my brothers. Who dares to laugh at me?"
Lao Pu nodded: "Xiaotian is indeed a good man and a good brother of my Lao Pu, but he is not good to himself."
How could the criminal police let them talk to each other here? He interrupted them directly and said: "Just in time, tell me about your brothers, and I will bring them over for you. You can meet again in prison."
"Everyone has basically come in." Old Pu's smile was calm: "I have nothing more to say."
The detective sneered: "Coming in and coming in are different."
Lao Pu said calmly: "If more people go in, it will be the same."
"Really? Then I ask Captain Jiang to look through your files and sort out the backlog of cases from the years you debuted?" The criminal police officer in charge of the interrogation was originally prepared to enter the interrogation room for more pressure, but sometimes, the interrogation is not
The purpose is to produce results. Here and now, at this moment, it is still a good opportunity.
Lao Pu, who was showing off in front of his subordinates, gangsters and detectives, suddenly lost his composure for no apparent reason.
Lao Pu knew it, and he also knew that the police knew it. He knew that Lao Pu was not clean when he started his business more than 20 years ago. How can a Jianghu person be upright if he wants to make a name for himself?
However, that was all twenty years ago. As early as 10 years ago, Lao Pu began to gradually come to shore. Now, not only does he himself do legitimate business, but his younger brothers also do legitimate business. At most, they like to engage in controversy.
Businesses with relatively high risks, such as renting cars, selling used car parts, seafood markets, second-hand landlords, etc.
What they do is still quite dark, but it is already dark in another dimension.
Now, even if Lao Pu himself recalls the past, he still feels that he was brave and fierce in the past. In contrast, when he was arrested this time, it was nothing more than being reported for participating in crowd fights, collecting and selling stolen goods, and contract fraud.
Such trivial matters cannot be compared with the experience of 20 years ago.
Therefore, Lao Pu was very calm when he got off the car, but not now.
Previous cases... some are really difficult to uncover again!
"Zhang Weili, didn't I give it all to you? You guys are still holding on to it, it's a bit too much, right?" Lao Pu's face was no longer calm, and he looked a little angry. After all, he had really committed a crime.
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The criminal police officer in charge of the interrogation asked: "Did you send it?"
"You're not very good at asking this question. Who can admit that it was given to me by myself?"
The detective sneered: "You still bargained. Are you here to negotiate with you as Jiang Shen?"
"Then what do you want to do before you stop?" Lao Pu said as calmly as possible.
"You want to negotiate with the police?" The detective smiled: "Who can you represent? Who do you want to represent?"
Lao Pu was speechless. Crackdown on gangsters and evil was no joke. If he talked nonsense now, he might be completely ruined.
"Come on." The police officer in charge of the interrogation smiled and led Lao Pu into the interrogation room.
As soon as the process was completed, the interrogating police officer took a slow sip of water and said, "Old Pu, do you know why I brought you here this time?"
Lao Pu was well prepared: "There was a fight in the seafood market, and you thought it was me. To be honest, I am 50 years old, how can I still fight? I have always advised them to value peace... As the saying goes
It's so good that it can't be slapped. Those people have eaten seafood and think it is expensive. They doubt that we used dead fish. If you doubt it, tell us in advance. There are only fish bones left in the meal. Tell us that the fish is wrong, the fish is wrong, you eat it.
It’s over…”
The interrogating policeman shook his head: "Eighteen years ago, in Tongli Community, there was a bottom-tier business owner. He was running around the community in the evening and was stabbed to death with a sharp knife. Do you have any impressions?"
Lao Pu was shocked when he heard the words "Tongli Community". He could only pretend to be disapproving and said: "What, you are now starting to frame someone up to blame?"
"Team Jiang compared the knife marks on the deceased and confirmed that the knife marks on the deceased in this case were exactly the same as the knife marks left in another case." The interrogating policeman smiled lightly and said: "In fact, through this clue, we
At least 4 cases have been identified related to you."
The knife marks he was talking about were found by Jiang Yuan based on LV6's tool mark inspection. However, unlike fingerprints or DNA, tool marks are difficult to make systematic and automatic comparisons, so they are almost all complete
Manually, Jiang Yuan needed to write down some tool marks first, and then look at the tool marks involved in other cases.
Therefore, this is a very niche method of trace inspection, but Lao Pu understands it.
The most important thing is that he really killed a bottom business owner in Tongli Community.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Lao Pu denied it immediately.
The interrogating policeman chuckled: "Back then, your boss sublet the ground floor of Tongli Community and made a lot of money... Don't rush to quibble. You, I have already made up my mind that you are not the one I want.
